I am a stubborn stone, but I can mend the sky!

Chapter 3
Beiyuan City, Li Mansion, banquet hall.

Li Si and many young men from the Li family lined up neatly in two rows and walked into the lobby with their heads held high.

"Master Xuxiang, can I, Li Jiaerlang, still fall into your eyes?"

Li Hu, the current patriarch of the Li family in Beiyuan, pointed to the many youths below, and asked a yellow-clothed monk with an extraordinary bearing at the next table.

Tianlong Temple is Liang Guoguo Temple. In terms of status and strength, it is far better than a local snake like the Li family of Beiyuan.

So even if Xu Xiang is only the deputy seat of Luohan Hall, Li Hu has to come out to accompany him in person.

"Amitabha, Senior Li is too modest. The Li family of Beiyuan is one of the three major families of the Ministry of Gonggong. How dare the young monk make unreasonable comments."

Since Xu Xiang was sent out to contact Zhao Guo's family, he would naturally not be a brainless and arrogant person.

He can accept the courtesy of the aristocratic family calmly, but he is very modest in his words and deeds.

This group of witch blood families whose fists are faster than their brains are in awe of the Tianlong Temple that has flourished for 4000 years, not him, a little golden core monk.

So when facing Li Hu whose cultivation base was one level higher than his, Xu Xiang didn't dare to have any arrogance at all.

"Hey! Master held an important position in Tianlong Temple at a young age, and his future is boundless. It's their blessing that these little bastards can get a comment from you!"

Li Hu said with a smile, even though the words were a little rough, but the intention of getting married was also nakedly revealed.

Tianlong Temple has four courtyards and eight halls, and the positions of deputy seats in the normal eight halls are all held by veteran powerhouses in the late Jindan period.

Xu Xiang is only about forty years old, but with a mid-Golden Core cultivation base, he serves as the deputy seat of the Arhat Hall. It can be seen that this person is definitely the key training object of Tianlong Temple.

"Senior Li is too polite. Over the past 300 years, hundreds of Li's descendants have entered Tianlong Temple. Senior brothers Li Luo and Li Cunxu are far superior to junior monks. This shows that the talents of Li's descendants are all top-notch in the world, even among junior monks. Not as good."

Everyone carried the flowery sedan chairs, such cheap and beautiful words, there was no pressure in the virtual appearance, and the smile on Li Hu's face grew stronger when he heard it.

"Since Master Xuxiang is also optimistic about me, Li Jiaerlang, why don't you pick a few close-eyed people and take them under the door, so that you can teach them a lot!"

It wasn't until this time that Li Hu revealed his true purpose, that he wanted to force a few members of the Li family from Beiyuan into the inner courtyard of Tianlong Temple.

Although the practice world respects strength, it is difficult for lay disciples to enter the core level of Tianlong Temple, and it is even less likely to practice some of the strongest magical skills and secret methods in the temple.

Nowadays, the internal struggle among the twelve ministries of Zhao State is becoming more and more intense, and the Ministry of Gonggong, who used to stay out of the matter and guard the northern border, will inevitably be dragged into the whirlpool.

Beiyuan City is less than two hundred miles away from the border of Youhuang Kingdom, and it may face the invasion of the demon army at any time.

If the internal affairs of the Zhao Kingdom were more stable, and the twelve ministries could send troops and money, then even if the Youhuang Kingdom moved south in a big way, they would not even think about breaking through the thousand-year-old Beiyuan City.

But now that the Dijiang Ministry and the Zhu Rong Ministry are almost out of their wits, how can they still have the energy to help the Gonggong Ministry in the north?
So Li Hu, who realized that the long night was coming, came up with the idea of ​​​​Tianlong Temple.

If the Li family has the support of the Liang Guoguo Temple, then it is entirely possible to separate some of the clan members and go to the south to establish a branch family. When the chaos comes, there will be a relatively reliable retreat.

Although Xu Xiang didn't know Li Hu's plan, he was definitely unwilling to accept the disciples of the aristocratic family as apprentices.

Children from ordinary families, as long as their talents pass the test, they will pay a limited price to take care of secular family members after they are ordained and become monks, but the children of aristocratic families are different.

The blood relationship is constantly being cut and messed up. Even if they enter the inner courtyard of Tianlong Temple, most of the descendants of the family will still open the door to the clan members.

It is because of similar lessons before that the eminent monks of today's Dragon Temple seldom accept children from aristocratic families as disciples.

Although the changes in the virtual appearance and expression are very subtle, but Li Hu, a person with a piggy face and a clear heart, can see through the other party's thoughts at a glance.

"Master went out of his way to pick up my disciple Li, and we can't have the cheek to let you go for nothing."

Li Hu took out a wooden box with a smile, and handed it to Xu Xiang next to him indifferently.

Seeing the other party's resistance, Li Hu went on to say: "Although there are no great Buddhist sects in Zhao Guo today, the Xuanming Department also came out of the Lingjiu Temple, which was very prosperous more than 3000 years ago."

Sure enough, when he heard the words "Lingjiu Temple", the expression on Xu Xiang's face suddenly changed.

This branch of Buddhism composed of witch blood monks is an alternative, and it is actually not recognized by Tianlong Temple.

Although it was also one of the four Buddhist temples at the beginning, when the catastrophe came, no one from the entire Buddhist camp came to help.

However, what they disagree with is just the teaching rather than the strength. Back then, the "Lord Nine Nethers" of the Lingjiu Temple could even forcibly behead the ghost emperor who was comparable to a real immortal by himself.

No one dares to underestimate the great temple that can cultivate such characters even after 3000 years have passed.

So when Xu Xiang heard this, he struggled for a moment, but finally couldn't hold back the longing in his heart, and took the wooden box from Li Hu.

Seeing this situation, Li Hu knew that the matter was mostly over, and immediately explained with a smile:
"Back then, there were 23 disciples of 'Great Master Jiuyou', and [-] of them left behind the relics."

"After Lingjiu Temple was destroyed, these relics were also scattered without knowing where they went."

"It wasn't until more than 500 years ago that the ancestors of my Li family unearthed an eminent monk's relic containing the 'power of the nine seclusions' from a ruined temple in the Xuanming Department."

"Back then there were very few monks who were qualified to practice the 'Nine Nether Mysteries'. The eminent monk who condensed this relic should be a certain disciple of the Nine Nether Lord."

Hearing what Li Hu said, Xu Xiang couldn't help but clenched the wooden box in his hand.

Treasures like relics are of limited use to normal monks, but in the hands of some Buddhist monks, their value is simply incalculable.

Back then, among the disciples of Great Master Jiuyou, the worst one had Nascent Soul cultivation, and he was also a strong Nascent Soul with amazing combat power.

If Xuxiang can comprehend the true meaning in this relic, it will definitely be much easier to break through the bottleneck of Yuanying in the future.

With such a huge benefit, he could no longer refuse Li Hu's invitation.

"Young monk can accept two young men from the Li family as disciples, but senior Li must know the rules of entering the sect better than I do." Taking a deep breath, Xu Xiangcai said with a serious face.

"I know, I know, 'Zhan Chen Yuan', since Li Jiaerlang has entered Tianlong Temple, he is a member of Tianlong Temple. Even if he meets the family swordsman in the future, he will never hesitate!"

Although Li Hu's words were categorical, he didn't take it seriously in his heart.

Such things as mortal fate are inherently inexhaustible.

Countless disciples of sects in the Shenzhou Realm vowed to cut off the dusty fate, but when they became famous, most of them would still take care of their relatives and friends, as long as they were careful, no one would gossip.

Xu Xiang also guessed some of the other party's thoughts, but the relic in his hand was too fragrant, he was silent for a moment, and put the wooden box into the storage bracelet.

"How about this, this time there are 25 teenagers who have reached the standard in the Li family. I will test it on the way back to Tianlong Temple, and then choose the two best-income families."

(End of this chapter)