Chapter 148 Live your small life well
Master is rarely fishing, but teaching his disciples.
After all, a new group of disciples have been recruited to get started. Although most of them are cows and horses, the cows and horses also need to be trained before they can take up their posts.
Under the scorching sun, the widest platform in the cave.
A group of disciples each fought against the straw man.
The little grass man possesses the five elements, and can switch freely between the five attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. When it is the wood attribute, he transforms into a martial arts master, cutting flexibly and striking fiercely with his elbows. When it is the fire attribute, he transforms into a turret and bombards him indiscriminately.
Chen Jing slowed down when he saw this familiar scene.
It felt like I had gone back to the old days of training with Hua Qingxia, and I felt extremely cordial.
Besides him, there were some bored monks watching, pointing, and holding spiritual fruit watermelons in their hands, which were delicious to eat.
“Master.”
"You're here? Just come and see if any of the disciples are doing well."
"Everything is... not bad, after all, it's only less than seven days."
" Huh?"
Taoist Yunting, who was drinking tea, immediately put down his tea cup and said, "Seven days? It's been more than two months."
"Huh?"
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This time Chen Jing was surprised.
Hurryly asked: "Don't you have to pass the test of the little straw man in seven days?"
"Who told you seven days, three months."
Yun Taoist Ting shook his head.
Chen Jing was stunned.
There were waves of sadness in my heart.
You Hua Qingxia, when you used the little straw man to gamble, you only gave him seven days. He also said that all Qingnang Sect disciples have this test and can pass it.
“The world is getting worse.”
Chen Jing was silent in the sadness of being deceived by a fool.
Who said honest people won’t lie? People are just more likely to be deceived, which are two different things...
Taoist Yunting said: "You don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. Let's talk about it. If there is anything, I need this old man to help."
"Master, I just came to see you, but it's just the right time I have something to ask,”
Chen Jing told the story about the hive.
After listening, the master showed a look of recollection.
“Beehives are a good thing. When I traveled to the Central Plains, I rented a beehive to stay. At that time, the cracks had not yet expanded and prices were relatively cheap. A micro-honeycomb only costs 10,000 spirit stones per month. It’s easy to practice elixirs on weekdays, but you can’t collect the essence of the sun and the moon, day and night... What do you think of this hive?”
"I also think it's very good. Every space is used very efficiently."
"That's right, this kind of good stuff will spread everywhere sooner or later. How can our Qingnang Sect avoid it? ? Since you can get on the line with Yunzhou Weishi, try your best to negotiate. Although the terms of the sect are still stuck, they can be opened appropriately. You can use this as a condition to negotiate the best result."
Taoist Yunting said it in an understatement.
But the support between the lines moved him very much.
After all, I have never encountered in my two lives that the policy was changed and opened specifically for him alone. This was the first time.
"What's so difficult about the hive's Taoism? I see that our mansion has a spirit gathering array, why can't we make a hive cave?"
Chen Jing was curious.
“Don’t stay in the fields all day when you have time. Go and listen to the formation lectures. The formations are the same as the spells. They are also divided into grades one to six. It’s not difficult. Just go up. It is 'Tao', and only heavenly beings can understand its subtleties, and only those who are transcendent can study its truth. The hive is a first-level Taoist formation."
Although the master's explanation is not detailed.
Just an analogy to magic.
But Chen Jing could feel the huge gap.
Just like a sixth-grade spell that can control the wind and rain, there are more than a dozen prerequisite spells. A sixth-grade spell requires two or three prerequisite fifth-grade spells. Each fifth-grade spell requires another prerequisite. Various fourth-level spells.
Level 6 spells alone are already so complicated, let alone Taoist spells above this. Taoism is composed of more spells and is no longer limited to this type of spell. The complexity has exceeded the imagination of ordinary monks.
The sixth-level spell is to summon wind and rain.
The seventh-level Taoism is the spirit-eroding rain that has covered most of Sui Continent and lasted for more than half a year with no end in sight.
It is like a natural disaster coming, unpredictable and difficult to resist.
This level of Taoism is condensed in a small hive cave. It is no wonder that Taoist Yunting has no extra ideas. The technical gap is too big.
"Master, there are some corners in the Honeycomb Cave that are not very important. How about replacing these unimportant parts with our people?"
Chen Jing thought. After a moment, he asked.
"Why is it so?"
"Accumulate a little bit. We don't want to build a tall building all at once. As long as it can make our building a higher level, that's good."
"You My heart is not like that of a farmer. He knows that the road ahead is difficult, but he still wants to climb up step by step."
Taoist Yunting looked at Chen Jing intently, as if he saw himself in his youth.
But he also knew that even when he was young, he did not have such ambition.
I have seen all over the world and learned a lot.
But my own sense of insignificance is also more profound.
No matter what I do, it feels meaningless. The gulf-like gap makes people unable to think of catching up.
"Not counting climbing, Master, please don't slander me..."
Chen Jing has no such consciousness at all.
Have you climbed up? Not at all. I just want the floor to be softer and softer when I lie down flat.
Just want to live a better life.
"Go, go, I'm tired of seeing you now, don't bother me... Wait a minute, you go to the Sutra Collection Pavilion, on the fourth floor, there is an unknown jade cylinder in the miscellaneous notes. It records some of my experiences during my travels in Kyushu. Please take it and read it.”
In this way, Chen Jing was driven away.
Taoist Yunting was still in a bad mood. He thought to himself that he must have seen a lot of young people recently, so he felt old.
So...
The eyes turned to the new disciples who were fighting bravely against the grass people.
"Just now, your fifth senior brother Chen Jing came over and told me that he is very dissatisfied with your performance and is simply unworthy. Now, I will give you the last seven days. You cannot defeat Wuxingcao within seven days. People..."
Taoist Yunting casually made a new straw man and came out.
The brand new straw man is surrounded by electric light, crackling, and exuding a terrifying strong aura.
"After seven days, let's fight the Thunder Grass Man!"
Taoist Yunting looked at the disciples who were staying in place with despairing expressions on their faces, and felt much relieved.
"What are you doing standing still? Standing still counts as time!"
"Ahhh!"
The new disciples who were reminded screamed and continued to get up and talk The five elements straw man battle ahead.
"Senior Brother Chen is not a human being!"
"I thought he was a good person..."
"I came to Juetian Peak just because of Senior Brother Chen Jing. I made a mistake. I made a mistake. ! ”
In contrast.
They are the old disciples watching the show next to them.
The favorite part of the old disciples is to watch the new disciples get beaten up by straw men after they get started.
Seeing "Chen Jing increasing the difficulty", I was immediately overjoyed. I just felt that the fun this year was particularly good, which was very satisfying.
(End of this chapter)