Our cultivator in the village

Chapter 6 Getting Started with Normalization
On the second day at Shenshi, the sun was westward, and the two children had just climbed to the top.

This line of winding and circling mountain roads is finally exhausted, and the mountain road is steep and flat. After crossing a suspension bridge covered with wooden planks, one can see a towering mountain gate. , Almost want to fly away.On the largest arch in the middle is written the word "Guiyi" in seal script chiseled in gold, and on the two outer arches are respectively written "All laws return to one" and "Tao follows nature", and on the outermost are two There is a long couplet, a school of wild grass, dragons and phoenixes, Wei Jiang can't read a word.

Tang Xiaoxian couldn't read big characters, but he could recognize the word "one" that fell down on the shoulder pole. He guessed it was the word "guiyi", so he said to Wei Jiang, "Brother Jiang, we are here!"

In fact, as long as you are not blind, you will naturally know that this is the same school.The reason is that beside the smallest arch on the right side of the mountain gate, a long line of hundreds of people has gathered, and there are several Taoists holding horsetail whisks to maintain order.Most of the people in this group are young people in their twenties, and there are also a few children under the age of ten, and some of them are even held in the arms of the nanny.These people are like children rushing for an exam, all of them stretched their necks, whispered, and waited.

Wei Jiang has never queued up in a serious way in his life, and what he pays attention to is a trick, so he slipped in front of an old man in his 50s when he was unaware.Pointing at Weijiang, the old man panted and shouted to the little Taoist next to him: "Master Dao, Master Dao, this kid jumped in line!"

Wei Jiang stared and said, "You old man, which eye saw me jumping in line? Just now I was clearly in front of you, just now I couldn't hold back my urination, and when you came back, you said I jumped in line?!" The old man Before he could answer, Wei Jiang fired at him like a machine gun: "I said, sir, you are half buried in the earth, what are you still doing? Hurry up and go home to hold your grandson!"

"Cultivation can be done by everyone! Who says I can't cultivate since I'm old!" The old man was so angry that he trembled all over.The Taoist priest on the other side couldn't see it, held a whisk in his hand, and called him "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable", he made a round bow and said to Wei Jiang: "This little layman is still in the last row, it is convenient for others and convenient for himself."

Wei Jiang thought that others called him "Wuliang Tianzun", and his face blushed slightly, and said: "This title is too big, I dare not take it, senior brother is too polite." So he gave the little Taoist some face, obediently stood at the end of the team, and had nothing to do. So he asked people about the situation of the selection of disciples in Guiyimen.

It turns out that this Guiyi sect is one of the top ten sects of cultivation in the Central Plains, and the master of the sect, Master Qingxuan, has reached an unbelievably high level of cultivation.In order to maintain their prosperity forever, these cultivation sects also regularly select some outstanding children from ordinary people as their disciples, so it is inevitable to belong to one sect.According to the rules of previous years, just like the ordinary imperial examinations, Guiyimen selects 36 disciples from the ordinary every three years. As long as those with good bones, luck, talents, and appearance are excellent, the emphasis is on a person who would rather be short than excessive. Even the best disciples are not recruited.

When Wei Jiang heard this, he called out: "My dear, there are only 36 people out of hundreds of people here?"

The old man standing in front of Weijiang shook his head and said: "Wrong-wrong-wrong, in fact, there are only sixteen people. Those who are related to this family in Yuezhou and the surrounding area, get the news first, if there is a good boy, They were sent up for cultivation early on. Today, the old man heard from the manager that there are actually only sixteen places left."

Speaking of this, the old man wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, and said with tears: "Poor old man, I sold my property just to get a good family background for my little grandson. With a little effort, even if you serve the imperial court, you can also strive for a good background and a good future."

Wei Jiang was listening to what the old man said was interesting, and saw that the front was already moving.

It turned out that when I just spoke, two old Taoists appeared from the main hall behind the mountain gate, and the disciples holding whisks placed two square tables and two chairs. The team was also divided into two teams. In front of the old Taoist.

Two old Taoists with gray beards took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and when a person came up, the old Taoist touched his head, touched his hands, asked a few questions, and ticked the book, just like the Lord of the Underworld in charge of the book of life and death.It's just that this old man is very hateful, he always puts up the book and ticks it, so even Erlang on the opposite side doesn't know what is written on it.

This old Taoist "judged the book of life and death" very quickly, some people didn't even say a word, and the old Taoist finished hooking the book.Wei Jiang and Tang Xiaoxian were the last two, but they were not in a hurry.So Wei Jiang took the little Taoist priest next to him unprepared, and ran to the side to look on tiptoe, only to see that there were only eight characters written on the book, which were "root bone, luck, character, talent and learning", and below it were "A, B, C" third class evaluation.Wei Jiang laughed, thinking that knowing the old man's details, he could completely estimate the person's rating based on the position of the tick.

Wei Jiang rubbed his little face, thinking that he could only learn this column. Apart from the "San Zi Jing", he could recognize it completely, and even the "Disciples Regulations" felt a bit advanced. Very face-saving.The other three items are definitely "A"!That fortune-telling practitioner was so powerful that day, didn't he just fuck off, begging himself to worship him as a teacher?Later, Mr. Fortune-telling did not gain any apprentices because his "luck was too high and he couldn't hold it down".Thinking of this, Wei Jiang couldn't help shaking his legs triumphantly, thinking about how to surprise these Taoist priests for a while.

After two full hours, it was finally Weijiang's turn.He slapped his ass on the stool, and said to the old Taoist: "Master, touch it carefully, look slowly, and don't lose your eye."

The little Taoist priest next to him with a dust whisk couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw that Wei Jiang was dressed in rags, his face was full of scars and his speech was so old-fashioned.

The old Taoist frowned, asked Wei Jiang to close his eyes and relax, first touched his fontanel, and then rested his index finger on his right wrist to close the ruler for a moment, Wei Jiang felt a hot line circulating around his body like lightning It was warm and comfortable, and he thought to himself: "This old Taoist is still a little bit wise."

The old Taoist suddenly snorted, and switched his left hand again.

Wei Jiang was very proud, and thought: "Let you take a good look at what a true cultivation wizard looks like."

At this time Tang Xiaoxian had finished the examination, Wei Jiang only glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and knew from the position of the tick that this kid got two C grades, one B grade, and one more A grade, in order: Gengu (A), Luck (C), Conduct (B), and Talent (C).He thought to himself, with Tang Xiaoxian's small body, he can get a first-class bone, it seems that he has to prepare four first-class ones, maybe the column of talent learning is just a test of his reading comprehension?It's just that I don't want to study even if I beat myself to death. If my cheap father who taught a private school died a few years later, maybe I would have been selected as a scholar and a candidate!
The old Taoist was a little hesitant, seeing that the Taoist priest had finished "judging" Tang Xiaoxian, he turned his head and asked: "Senior brother, this kid is a bit uncertain, why don't you use your old god's eyes?"

The old Taoist at Tang Xiaoxian chuckled, and Wen Yan said to Wei Jiang: "Little brother, come here, and the old Taoist will show you how the foundation is?" The two veterans can discuss together to determine.

The old Taoist waited for Weijiang to sit down, he laughed, the wrinkles on his face were all in one place, like a hickory nut, a pair of small eyes gave birth to a light, he looked at Weijiang several times from top to bottom, and took it with a smile. He took out a notebook and said, "Where did you come from, little fellow Taoist, can you read? Can you write your own name?"

Wei Jiang picked up the small script of Langhao, raised his hand like an eagle's claw, pointed at the power of grasping, raised the pen and hung his wrist, and wrote the word "Wei Jiang" in big letters on the notebook. Written a wrong stroke, shook his head and said: "Old friend, I come from Anzhou, this word is not bad."

The old Taoist nodded, and said: "Young Taoist friend has extraordinary writing skills, and your writing is indeed good." He asked Wei Jiang to wait beside him, and everyone chatted about how the results of today's test were.Wei Jiang was very determined in his heart, but he didn't say a word.

After a while, the test was over, and the little Taoist priest waved his whisk and said loudly: "Fellow folks, please calm down, the uncle is about to announce the list of new disciples this time."

Sure enough, the old Taoist who touched Wei Jiang's bones stood up, shook his head, took out a roll of paper, and read dryly:
"Only in the four years of Yide in the Great Zhou Empire of China's Middle Earth, it was returned to one sect to take charge of the orthodoxy of the Middle Earth, to preserve the evergreen foundation of the foundation, and to live up to the virtues of beauty and beauty in the world. Once every three years, the Dharma Gate is widely opened to treat those who are destined; Plant phoenix trees and wait for the phoenix to live. On the third day of the third month, I took out the clear photos of Kefeng Peak and the net news of Tianxin Peak to learn about 230 four people from thirteen counties including Yuezhou, Anzhou, Fuzhou, and Shuozhou. Pity, the ten and four new disciples are—" After finishing speaking, he cleared his throat and began to read a name.

Wei Jiang didn't understand a word of this crooked drop of the book bag, but he knew that the names behind it were the children who were lucky enough to be selected as disciples among hundreds of people.

The old man read it down one by one:
"Wu Jiang, a native of Shuozhou." A boy in his teens pretended to be old-fashioned, bowing to the surroundings repeatedly.

……

"Zeng Hang, a native of Yuezhou." An old man looked at the sky and kowtowed again and again, shouting: "The ancestors show their spirits."Weijiang knew that this was the old man standing in front of Weijiang just now, and his eight-year-old grandson was lucky enough to enter the Guiyi sect today.

"Tang Xiaoxian, from Anzhou." Tang Xiaoxian wanted to see through his eyes, and finally heard his name at the end. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.It took a while to realize, hugging Wei Jiang and shouting loudly, "Brother Jiang, I've been hit!" His shiny forehead became brighter and brighter.

At this moment, Wei Jiang still didn't hear his name, and Wei Jiang felt that something was wrong.He used to go to teahouses to listen to books. The storyteller said that in the past when the imperial examinations were published, the top five were often "filled in backwards", and they were filled in from No.6 backwards. .Of course the most powerful one should be announced at the end. Could it be that he is the most powerful "five leaders"?
After the old Taoist finished reading his name, there was a mess below, some beat their children in anger, some rolled on the ground with joy, some cried and begged the Taoist priest for mercy, but the old Taoist didn't say another name.

Wei Jiang's heart sank, feeling empty and uncomfortable, he went over and asked the old Taoist: "This fairy elder, have you finished reading your name?"

The old Taoist said with a wooden face: "It's over."

Wei Jiang asked again: "Is it really over?"

The old Taoist seemed a little embarrassed, turned the crumpled piece of paper over and over again, and replied: "It's over, there are just a few."

Wei Jiang burst into tears suddenly, and scolded: "You are a thief with a nose, you just touched Lao Tzu's body, and you were very happy. Then I discussed it with other Taoist priests, and discussed it again and again. Why are you talking about the young master now?" Isn’t it?” He got confused, snatched the notebook they used for “judgment” from the table, and cursed: “It’s you, a stinky Taoist priest who killed a thousand knives, who cheated and changed the young master’s good A to C... ...".

The old man looked uncomfortable, and let Weijiang mess around.

In fact, every five years, if you accept disciples in the common world, there will always be a thousand people who cry, make trouble and hang themselves.Even if the cultivation of this sect is as high as the sky, you can't be violent to a group of mortals, otherwise you will be ridiculed by other sects.Therefore, on the day of marriage, as long as the heavens are not turned upside down, just seeking a kindness, it will not restrict too much the mortals who come down the mountain to worship the teacher.

Wei Jiang flipped open the book that compared everyone, everyone was curious and gathered together.Wei Jiang turned over dozens of people in a row, and the verdicts were mostly C, not even "B". Cha, but his conduct is C, and Wei Jiang's "talent and learning" that he has the least confidence in is a B.

Wei Jiang thought he had caught the old Taoist's sore foot, and asked: "Smelly Taoist priests, thieves Taoist priests, everyone else has a level, why doesn't this young master even have a level? Why do you draw two big crosses on this young master? You say, Are you cheating?"

The old Taoist yelled: "You child, the Daoist must tell you the truth. Others can still see a little root and luck, but in you, you only see a wretched root and a bad luck. Waiting is a bit short of the boss, why don't you draw a big cross for you?"

How can Wei Jiang believe it, but Taoist priests and Taoist priests scold him endlessly.The old Taoist was scolded severely, and became anxious, and asked the little disciple next to him to pull Wei Jiang away.As soon as Wei Jiang was touched, he rolled around in front of the mountain gate, shouting repeatedly: "The Taoist priest killed a man—he bullied a child!"

Everyone saw a good show, and those who hadn't entered the mountain gate also booed. For a while, there was a lot of people in front of the mountain gate that belonged to the same gate, which was three times more lively than the market.

Seeing that the scene was uncontrollable, a Taoist priest floated out of the main hall behind the mountain gate with the wind blowing under his feet, and scolded: "Nephew Jingzhao, it is a big day to take a disciple and return to the same sect, how did this happen?" I don't like words very much.

Jingzhao seemed to be dozens of years older than this Taoist, but in front of this Taoist, he didn't dare to take a breath, and said timidly: "Qi Shishu, my nephew was reading out the list of disciples who became friends, unexpectedly there was a naughty child It was a nonsense, provoking troubles in public, which made it like this."

Wei Jiang wanted to come to take charge of the matter, but he was afraid that he would be punished and beaten, so he got up from the dead and wounded, but he took a closer look and found that this person was the one who was fishing in the pool at the bottom of the mountain. I don't agree, I don't agree! They cheated! They put me in small shoes, and I have to try again."

The Taoist priest named Gui Yun let out a "huh" and said with a serious face, "So it's you, kid, don't make false claims, the rules of the Taoist sect are as big as the sky, it's not that you can do whatever you want."

Wei Jiang hit the snake with a stick and asked, "Master Daoist, are you still fishing?"

This person's face was ashamed, and he shouted: "Nonsense." Then he said to Jingzhao: "Jingzhao, such a trivial matter can't be done well. Although the three peaks are full of disciples, there is still a shortage of disciples in the Yunfeng Mountain. A few handymen, I think this kid is not bad. Why don't you just let him work as a handyman in the Hall of the Poor Dao."

Jingzhao naturally agreed, and asked, "You little boy, my uncle is kind enough to let you go to work as a handyman, would you be willing?" Wei Jiang rolled his eyes and asked, "Can handyman cultivate the truth?" The old Taoist replied: "Unless you pass the assessment." Wei Jiang thought that Tang Xiaoxian was selected, if he went back empty-handed, wouldn't it make people laugh?If you don't teach me, I won't be able to steal it?So nod.

On this day, there were fourteen new disciples in Guiyi School, and five servants were recruited for an unprecedented time, one of them was Wei Jiang.

(End of this chapter)