Chapter 160 Entrance Ceremony, Penglai of the Immortal Family
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The mighty bells rang on Penglai Immortal Island.
A group of newcomers who had just entered Penglai yesterday were wearing uniform Taoist robes. More than 12,000 people stood on the platform halfway up Tianshu Peak.
The robes of the new disciples in Penglai are very simple, a gray robe, a Taoist scarf, and cloth shoes.
Three simple things, not even a magic weapon.
On the wide platform, Tian Ming'an, Huang Wensheng, Ye Qian, Qiu Buyu and others stood quietly, their faces may be calm, but their hearts were filled with excitement.
Incense is burning in the huge copper furnaces, and green smoke lingers in the sky.
The stars are reflected on Tianshu Peak, the sun and moon shine together, and the rays of light fall down like a hanging waterfall.
Master Tianshu, Master Daokong, Master Dao Lan, Master Dao Yan, etc. were sitting on the Panyun jade bed, holding high the summit of the Taoist palace, looking at the new disciples in the darkness below.
The real people’s heads have clear light, their breath is misty, and their appearance is awe-inspiring.
Below the real people, there are several auspicious clouds.
Jiang Sheng, Lin Fan and others sat cross-legged on it.
The person responsible for this initiation ceremony was Jiang Sheng's old acquaintance, Master Dao Ling.
At this time, Master Daoling was wearing Bagua Taoist robes, with a seven-star crown on his head, a fly whisk on his arm, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was in concentration.
The new disciples were a little excited when they looked at the figures in front of the Taoist Palace at the top of the mountain.
Those are the contemporary heads and elders of Dao Sect, as well as the contemporary true successors of Dao Sect.
True inheritance, this is the goal of all of them.
Tian Ming'an looked at the figure in green robe and jade crown, feeling excited in his heart.
Dong~
Another bell rang.
The warriors rang the chimes, and Master Daoling also opened his eyes at this time, and his eyes suddenly shone like thunder.
"Pindao, Dao Lingzi, is the deacon of Penglai and is responsible for your entrance ceremony."
"When you enter Penglai, you must abide by the precepts of Penglai."
"You must not deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, you must not kill your fellow sects, and you must not teach your skills privately."
Every rule was spoken by Dao Lingzi. , actually not that complicated.
In addition to the most basic ones, it also includes etiquette, behavior, and external communication. For example, everything you say and do must be in line with the identity of a Penglai disciple, and you must not discredit the sect outside, etc.
Daozong has rules, but within the rules, Daozong disciples are not actually subject to much restraint, and can be said to be very free.
After Dao Lingzi finished speaking once, the warriors on both sides repeated it twice.
To punish someone without teaching is to punish them. If you preach the precepts three times, if you violate them again, you will be punished by yourself.
Then, Dao Lingzi said loudly: "You new disciples, please worship me, the founder of the Penglai Kai Sect."
As Dao Lingzi's words fell, a ray of light rose above the Taoist Palace on Tianshu Peak. Ethereal and fairylike.
The immortal is smiling, wearing a Tai Chi Bagua cloud robe and a Yin Yang crown on his head. The back of his head turns in turns, the clear light behind him turns into a shadow, and the feather belt comes out of the dust.
This is the shadow of the founder of the Penglai Kai Sect.
Looking at the light and shadow of the immortal standing on Tianshu Peak, Tian Ming'an and the others quickly saluted respectfully: "Disciples bow to the founder of the sect!"
After three buckles and nine bows, the shadow of the immortal seemed to be Casting a gaze, he slowly swept over the twelve thousand new disciples.
Whether it was Ye Qian, Qiu Buyu, or Huang Wensheng, they all felt a peaceful gaze sweeping over their heads, and for a moment it seemed as if all their secrets were exposed to this gaze.
The jade pendant in Qiu Buyu's arms was as cold as a piece of ice, and there was no movement at all.
And Mr. Ding in Huang Wensheng's mind disappeared even more, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
Ye Qian was relatively well, but he was still kneeling on the ground, as if he was sweating profusely.
Master Tianshu and the others looked at the various postures of these new disciples with amusement. The secrets of these people were exposed in the three passes. Can they really hide it from Penglai?
Those who are favored by heaven have good luck and calamity.
What they have to do is to make various troubles to promote the disaster.
Before the calamity dissipated, they had no disadvantages, but after the calamity dissipated, they also lost all kinds of magic.
For the small sect, they cannot afford the destined person.
They don’t have the resources to provide those with a destiny to practice, nor do they have the ability to provide those with a destiny to toss.
They may even be implicated by the destined person, and eventually lead to disaster, becoming the driving force for the destined person to continue tossing.
But for Taoist holy places like Penglai, they are not afraid of these things at all.
Penglai is full of resources and things for you to mess around with.
No matter whether the destined person is favored by luck or is surrounded by calamity, it is nothing but a trivial matter to Penglai, whose fate is suppressed by Lord Dao.
A catastrophe of ten thousand years is not something too scary to the monks in the upper three realms.
A true king is enough to suppress a party's destiny.
As for the Tao Lord who wants to prove pure yang and be immortal for all tribulations, he will have to enter the tribulation unless the end of the era triggers another catastrophe of heaven and earth.
After the shadow of the ancestor disappeared, Huang Wensheng and Qiu Buyu were still frightened, as if they had not recovered from the indifferent glance just now.
After standing up numbly, I heard Dao Lingzi say: "You new disciples, please worship me, the ancestors of Penglai."
After saying this, six phantoms rose from the ground.
The kind-faced old man, the majestic and solemn middle-aged man, the chic and natural young man, the gentle and virtuous female nun.
Six phantoms appeared, like six immortals who reach the sky and the earth, and the three-thousand-foot Tianshu. In front of these phantoms, Feng is like a toy.
"Worship me, Patriarch Shangyang, Patriarch Qingyan, Patriarch Weiyu, Patriarch Dejing, Patriarch Jingxuan, and Patriarch Xuanming in Penglai."
Seeing these six brilliant shadows, all the disciples knelt down quickly, Three buckles and nine bows again.
Chunyang Daojun!
They are all Chunyang Daojun!
Ding Lao in Huang Wensheng's head has curled himself up into an invisible light spot, hiding himself in the deepest part of Huang Wensheng's sea of consciousness.
Don't talk, he wants to turn himself into nothingness at this moment.
He thought about the power of Penglai, but he never thought that Penglai is so powerful!
In Mr. Ding’s memory, the sect with the True Lords of the Upper Three Realms sitting in its command was already extremely tyrannical. Where did Penglai come from with so many Taoist Lords?
Fortunately, he still wanted to let Huang Wensheng get more resource skills in Penglai so that he could take revenge in the future.
But looking at the current situation, I am afraid that Huang Wensheng and himself were sold to Penglai.
What year is it today?
Not to mention Mr. Ding’s confusion and panic, Ye Qian and Qiu Buyu were particularly excited at this time.
Xuanmen Holy Land, Daozong Penglai!
Sure enough, only here is there hope for revenge!
After three kowtows and nine bows, Dao Lingzi said: "You guys stand up and pay homage to me, the current leader of Penglai, Master Tianshu."
A group of excited monks saluted Master Tianshu in front of the Taoist Palace.
At this time, it is not a prostration, but a slight bow.
After worshiping the immortal Tianshu, worship the remaining seventeen elders on the 18th Peak of Penglai Three Islands. After all the prayers were done, Master Tianshu's cloud bed moved forward three feet.
Master Tianshu, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed of clouds, said slowly: "You have gone through three passes and from now on you will be my disciples in Penglai."
"Those who can pass the three passes of Climbing the Immortal Bridge, Asking the Way of the Heart, and Tianmen Pass all have the character of mind, Taoism, and perseverance."
"The sect does not ask about your talent, nor does it ask about your understanding. Bones, if you practice hard, you will have a clear mind and see your nature."
Master Tianshu's voice was not loud, but it continued to echo on the platform, and everyone could hear it clearly.
“Practice is your own business, and there will never be any logical breakthrough. Maybe it is normal to be stuck in one realm and waste decades.”
“So it doesn’t matter if you live in poverty, Whether you have fun or not, do whatever you want, the sect will not force you.”
"But I hope that you will not forget the state of mind when passing the three levels."
"Stick to your heart and make decisions, never regret, and move forward indomitably. The Taoist heart is clear, no matter it is Whether you are confused by external objects or trapped in your own body, you can see your true self when you realize it clearly."
"When the opportunity comes, you are all expected to be a top-grade golden elixir and become a true disciple of the Taoist sect."
Tian Ming listened quietly to Master Tianshu's words.
The master of the Penglai Taoist Sect did not say any high-sounding words. He pointed out the pain of cultivation and the various difficulties encountered in cultivation.
At the same time, the leader also has high expectations for all new disciples and treats them equally.
This is the style of Penglai Taoism. You can get a glimpse of it just by looking at the words and deeds of the master.
Dao Lingzi immediately announced the end of the entrance ceremony.
Dozens of Zifu disciples came to take all the new disciples back to the Abbot's Immortal Island.
They will tell these new disciples in detail what tasks they have to do, what they can get, and their daily homework, when there will be real people giving lectures, and what happens if they are oppressed or unfair. Who to call and so on.
These things are not Dao Lingzi's business.
After the induction ceremony for the new disciples, the Yuanying Master left gracefully.
Jiang Sheng and Lin Fan happened to leave each other after the true disciples of the sect said goodbye to each other.
The new disciples who returned to Abbot Xiandao Island have not yet recovered from their excitement, discussing the scene they saw today.
In fact, many of them have only this chance to see the shadows of Chunyang Dao Lords in their entire lives, and only this chance to see so many Dao Sects. Real people in power.
In the future, when they enter the inner gate, they will only meet a few elders.
Only those who can obtain the high-grade golden elixir can enter the Taoist palace at the top of Tianshu Peak, see all the real people of the Taoist sect again, and see with their own eyes the jade statues honoring the ancestors and masters of Penglai. .
“It turns out that the sect has so many real gods who transform into gods!”
“Didn’t you hear what the senior brothers said? What we saw today were only the powerful masters of the eighteen peaks of the sect. None of the other real gods showed up.”
“Those real brothers are really enviable.”
"If you and I can obtain the high-grade golden elixir in the future, that will happen one day."
"I heard before that the grand ceremony for the true transmission of the high-grade golden elixir will be widely invited to Taoist and Buddhist holy places, and there will also be representatives from all major forces. The real person came to watch the ceremony. If monks like us can have such a glorious life one day, it will be truly worthwhile."
Tian Ming quietly listened to the discussion of these people and looked at the envy and yearning in their eyes. Secretly set a goal for himself.
He has witnessed his master’s true inheritance ceremony with his own eyes. Such a grand event is also his pursuit in the future!
However, the deacon of Zifu soon interrupted the unrealistic fantasies of these newcomers: "You are new to the sect, you can choose one of the sect's basic exercises to practice."< br>
"Your tasks for the first three years are mainly to take care of the sect's elixirs and spiritual plants. But you can't delay your daily homework."
"The sect has one lesson in the morning and one in the evening. You must complete the sect's homework."
“Every month, Master Jindan will come to give you lectures and answer your questions. At the same time, the sect will also provide you with a certain share of spiritual stones, elixirs, etc.”
“If you Fortunately, you can also meet the elders of Yuanying or the true brothers to give lectures and performances."
The newcomers were poured cold water on their heads, each was assigned a job, and they devoted themselves to their respective tasks that day.
Looking at the busy monks in the neat spiritual fields, someone asked: "Senior brother, why are there so many senior brothers and sisters in the sect?"
According to the situation, Penglai only recruits more than 10,000 people every hundred years. , even a thousand years will not be able to meet the needs of the entire Abbot Immortal Island.
A deacon of the Zi Mansion smiled and said: "Who knew that Penglai only has newcomers like you?"
"I, the Penglai Taoist Sect, have thirty-six vassal fairy islands on the East China Sea, with hundreds of millions of creatures. Ten thousand plans.”
“Every fifty years, the Thirty-Six Immortal Islands will send their tribesmen to serve Dao Zong.”
"From Qi training to Nascent Soul, it's more than a million each time. How can we all rely on us?"
After hearing this, all the new disciples suddenly realized.
Another deacon from the Zi Mansion reminded: "Although you are disciples of the Dao Sect, you must not bully others. The Thirty-Six Immortal Islands in the East China Sea have served our Dao Sect for generations, and you should be regarded as your fellow senior brothers and sisters. "
"We understand." The new disciples responded in unison.
The newcomers have since begun their careers as outer disciples.
In the Eighth Hospital of the Outer Gate, everyone does morning classes at Mao hour every morning, and evening classes at Xu time in the evening.
The rest of the time is spent practicing and doing their own tasks.
Take care of the elixirs and plants, feed the spiritual birds and beasts, and I am very busy.
Furthermore, everyone received a copy of the basic exercises. According to the sect’s rules, when entering the Taoist sect, one should start practicing from the sect’s basics, and no one is allowed to be an exception.
So all the monks chose to practice San Gong again.
It seems that this rule is a bit unreasonable, but only by starting from the basics of the sect can you connect to the sect's subsequent advanced skills.
After reaching the Golden Core Realm, the sect does not particularly care about what kind of skills he practices.
And for monks, the time it takes to re-cultivate San Gong is actually not long. Compared with the original step-by-step practice to build foundation or Zifu, re-cultivating is nothing more than doing it again.
Every month, several Jindan masters from the sect will come to give lectures.
The content of the lectures is different, and all the skills of alchemy formation, talisman cultivation, and various arts are covered.
In just a few months, many people have emerged from among the twelve thousand fellow students.
For example, Ye Qian is smart and thoughtful. He can draw inferences from real people’s lectures and has been praised and recognized by many real people.
Although Huang Wensheng is a bit more honest, he also benefits from this. He is diligent in his work and practice, and has never slacked off at all, which has been praised by many senior brothers and sisters.
In addition, he is willing to help his fellow disciples, and has a good reputation among his fellow disciples, and has gained the support and trust of many people.
Qiu Buyu is at the other extreme compared to Huang Wensheng.
He has a cold temperament and does not want to come into contact with too many people. His progress in San Gong has been extremely rapid since he re-established his practice, and many people are paying close attention to him secretly.
The days of practice for newcomers are so ordinary.
Until this day, a news spread among the eight outer courtyards:
The true biography of the sect will come here to give lectures in seven days.
(End of this chapter)