Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 105 Lingzhu
Without making a sound, several people in the room gradually began to discuss, each narrating and expressing their dissatisfaction.

In the past few years, they followed the patriarch's decree and wandered around the prefectures and counties they were responsible for with their magic weapons, but they still found nothing.

Although the master has a lot of rewards, there is no way to start this matter, it can only depend on luck, who is not perfunctory until now?
Furthermore, the Patriarch of the Immortal Domain is too far away after all, and it is difficult for him to intervene in the affairs of this world. How many people present can really ascend?
He turned a blind eye to the head teacher, and apparently he was not very happy about this job.

Complaints from disciples will only be burned on the head teacher, but not on the patriarch of the fairyland.

"The Lingzhu is indeed a great treasure, but it's a pity that the moon is too short to be rounded, otherwise it would be appropriate to suppress my Yuqing's Dao Qi. The head teacher thought it was the same plan, so he insisted on searching."

Although Elder Song is in charge of the internal and external affairs of the sect, and the intelligence of several southern states is considered important, but he is only a middle-ranking member of the sect.

It's just because his own cultivation is not enough, and he just condensed the Nascent Soul and Chizi, there must be hundreds of people like him in the sect.

No matter how secular Yuqing Dao is, it is still a sect, and what he seeks is longevity. This kind of position that would delay his practice has always been unappealing, and is considered humble by everyone, even Elder Song himself thinks so.

"Stay away for another two years, then apply for a rotation. I have been busy with foreign affairs for the past ten years, and my own practice has fallen a lot. I can't continue like this. Remember that kid Song Ying is not staring at this guy, maybe you can give him a push?"

After coughing twice, Elder Song stood up, and the young people stopped talking and looked over.

"I have been in this position for ten years, and I have delayed a lot of work. In two years, I plan to resign and go elsewhere."

"You guys better take it easy, the next supervisor may not be easy to talk to. Okay, let's go! Song Ying, you stay first."

The rest of the people dispersed, only the young man who came late stayed here.

His name is Song Ying, and he is a blood descendant left by Elder Song in the mortal world in his early years. After so many generations, he finally has such a good seedling, and Elder Song has taken care of him a lot.

"Song Ying, how is your cultivation?"

The young man answered honestly.

"After condensing the natal talisman, he is communicating with the stars and observing the energy veins. Most of the spells in the sect are also proficient and able to deal with the enemy. His swordsmanship is among the top three among his peers."

Elder Song nodded after hearing this. This result is not bad, and he can be regarded as an elite.

"You did not choose the path of Danhua Yuanying, but the treasure of the stars. It is difficult for me to guide you in terms of sensing the stars. In short, you have to be diligent. A journey of cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

After a pause, he asked again.

"I heard that you plan to take the post of foreign affairs manager?"

Without waiting for the young man to answer, Elder Song went on talking on his own.

"Then your morality is still a bit low, and you can't sit still if you don't have the achievement equivalent to forming an inner alchemy. This term is ten years, how much life will be delayed if you don't become an inner alchemy? No matter how much you earn during the term of office, It is also difficult to make up for it. You have to think about it yourself, there are still two years at most."

The young man knew that this was an opportunity for him, and he was overjoyed at the time, but he didn't listen to the words that followed.

After that, he resigned, and he was drifting while walking.

Elder Song frowned secretly when he saw it, but he couldn't say anything, he said everything that should be mentioned, and he had to rely on himself in the future.People who cultivate the Tao have always been indifferent to relatives, and it is rare to be able to achieve this step.

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Yuqing Road, Shanmen.

In front of the patriarch's hall, the boy guarding the door guards here, and goes to the hall from time to time to refill the incense burner on the big incense burner half a person's height.

The big incense burner is full of incense ash, and a stick of incense sticks high above it, and the smoke curls up, filling the inside and outside of the hall.

There are seventeen portraits of the ancestors hanging in the hall. Only those who have cultivated into pure yang celestial beings and ascended to the fairyland in the past dynasties are eligible to leave portraits in the hall of the ancestors and be worshiped by future generations.

There is a huge bronze tripod in the hall, one foot three feet three inches high, seven feet long and seven feet wide.

This tripod has survived for many years and coexisted with Yuqing Dao. It was collected and cast by the ancestors of the first generation. The instrument of inheritance.

Of course, the cauldron was far from what it looked like in the beginning, it was just a good treasure.

Later, after reforging and sacrificial training by the masters of Yuqing Dao, he was truly reborn, inseparable from Yuqing Dao, sharing weal and woe, and becoming what he is today.

The boy clasped his hands together, bowed to the tripod, and silently recited scriptures and prayed for blessings.

Afterwards, the cauldron vibrated, and a divine light shone faintly.

On the body of the tripod, the patterns of various gods and beasts depicted seemed to come alive, wandering around the body of the tripod, making bursts of roars, suppressing the movement in the tripod.

After a while, the movement in the tripod subsided, and the pattern on the tripod body returned to its original shape by itself.

The boy was dumbfounded.

Then, ran out, yelling.

"The tripod is alive, the tripod is alive! The tripod of the Patriarch Hall is alive!"

After a while, all the elders who could come arrived, there were about 30 people, all of them were a group of old Taoist priests with white hair and childlike face.

The head of the sect summoned Tong'er and carefully interrogated him. When he heard the divine light emerge from the cauldron, the surrounding elders were all refreshed.

After the question was finished, the sect leader flicked his fingers, and a little spiritual light fell into the boy's forehead. The boy was overjoyed, wept like rain, and fell to the ground on the spot.

"The disciple thanked Master Master for his kindness!"

"You deserve the merit of guarding the Patriarch Hall. From today onwards, you will be my outer sect disciple of Yuqing Dao. When you are successful in cultivating the Tao, you can transfer to the inner sect to teach the follow-up superior Taoism. Go on your own." !"

With a wave of his big sleeve, the boy was sent to the foot of the mountain like flying through the clouds.

From the patriarch's hall halfway up the mountain, he came to the foot of the mountain. The boy bowed twice on the spot, and then went to look for a manager.

I have been a fire boy for several years, but now I can be regarded as included in the gate wall, and I can practice, how can I not be happy?
Although Yu Qingdao has many outer disciples, they are not cheap.People with mediocre or even dull aptitude will cost thousands of taels of silver at least for beginners, and they will have to pay additional tuition fees every quarter thereafter.

This boy has no money, so he can only sell himself in as a handyman. This time it can be regarded as a fairy fate, and he has reached the sky in one step.

The elders didn't care about the thoughts of the little boy who burned the fire, they just surrounded the big cauldron in the hall excitedly.

"Master, but that spirit bead?"

An elder couldn't help asking.

"That's right, the spirit bead has been kept in the cauldron since the ancestor sent it to this world, and this time there is a strange phenomenon in the cauldron, it must be the spirit bead's abnormal movement, which inspired the treasure cauldron to resist!"

Another elder twisted his beard and smiled.

The head of the sect pointed at the cauldron and gave a low shout while pinching his hand formula and stepping on gang steps.

"open!"

The cauldron cover was lifted, and clear light gushed out instantly, illuminating the hall.

"If it's because the spirit beads are different, then the innate true spirit must be in this world!"

"Be sure to find the innate spirit to make up for the lack of spirit beads!"

"The innate spiritual treasure born in this world was obtained by me, Yu Qingdao, and it is a sign of great auspiciousness. It is fitting that I, Yu Qingdao, lead the immortals and become the leader of the righteous way!"

The water-blue bead flickered and dimmed in the tripod, its brightness fluctuating.

(End of this chapter)