Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Judging from the conversation between the two just now, Fang Dasheng and the man should be old acquaintances. There must be little difference in their previous cultivation levels, but the man took the first step and broke through the realm of refining the void.

"You're welcome, sit down!" the man said, and Fang Dasheng followed his instructions and took his seat.

"Junior Brother Fang is here to celebrate the birthday of Master He! Have you met Master He?"

"not yet."

"It's rare for you to come to the county town a few times. Come all the way, stay a little longer, and leave the affairs of the alliance to the people below to handle. Don't be in such a hurry to go back. At least you can't leave until Master He's birthday! Although Master I don’t want to have a big birthday party, but I still have to have a few casual meals in private.”

"Yes, that's exactly what I plan to do. I plan to stay for March or April and leave after He Guanshi's birthday party. Besides, there are many old brothers and some uncles in our army who have to visit one after another."

"How is Senior Brother Wang now? I didn't see him last time I went to Yuanxian County."

"I rarely see Master Wang. I only heard that everything is fine. By the way, I heard that Master Wang's son Wang Jun is getting married soon."

"Oh? Really? I hugged that kid when he was born! Thinking about it, it seems like a lifetime has passed. So many years have passed. How is his practice?"

"It's not going very well. I've been practicing for more than three hundred years, and I've been stuck in the late stage of the golden elixir. There has been no progress. It seems that I have encountered the calamity of sighing."

Tang Ning secretly smacked her lips as she listened to the sidelines. After practicing for three hundred years, she was already in the late stage of Jindan. In their eyes, it was not going well. The standards of these senior officials of Taixuan Sect were outrageously high.

You must know that in the late stage of Jindan, you have a lifespan of 600 years, but you have only practiced for more than 300 years. The lifespan can be said to be very sufficient, and you will have enough time to resolve even if you encounter the tribulation of sighing.

If according to their standards, someone like me, who has been practicing for 370 years and is still in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, would be worse than a pig or a dog.

The man surnamed Su sighed slightly and said: "Hey! Sighing calamity is really a fatal bottleneck. I think I was also very distressed by this bottleneck back then. I even had the idea of ​​being wanton and happy, letting dogs and horses go wild for the rest of my life. ”

Fang Dasheng agreed: "Yes! This disaster is really terrible. It can be said to be the strongest enemy in a monk's life. It was the same when I first encountered this bottleneck. I was so anxious that my hair almost fell out."

"What's even more frightening is that I don't know when it will come again. If it only happens once in a lifetime, it's okay to survive it. However, it is capricious, and there is no rule or method to solve it. We can only rely on chance and understanding. When encountering It’s really a headache.”

"Stop talking about this, what is the origin of the person that Senior Brother Wang's son is marrying?"

"She's a girl from the Liu family. I don't know exactly who she is. She should have some background."

"A woman from the Liu family! Are you a disciple of our sect?"

"I heard he's from the headquarters column."

"Oh! That's not bad."

"Will Master Uncle Su go to attend the wedding banquet of Master Wang's son?"

"Let's see when the time comes! You may not have that free time."

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The two chatted for a while, for a full quarter of an hour, talking about trivial matters.

Suddenly, the man named Su changed the subject, looked at Tang Ning and said, "You must be Tang Ning!"

Tang Ning quickly responded: "That's right, my disciple."

"Yes." The man surnamed Su just nodded and did not continue. The room fell into a brief silence.

For about a few breaths, the room was silent, and no one spoke. At this time, Fang Dasheng stood up and said, "I have other matters, so I won't disturb Uncle Su. I'll take my leave first."

"Junior brother Fang, since you have important matters, I won't keep you any longer. Anyway, you won't leave for a while. From now on, you can come to my house and walk around more when you have nothing to do. We are old acquaintances, so don't make things so awkward. Be polite."

"Yes, I will definitely come and visit you in the future."

"Whenever I have free time, I will go to Xuantang City to wander around. Then I will have to trouble you, the master."

"Then I will wait for my uncle in Xuantang City."

"Yuan Cheng, give me a gift for Junior Brother Fang." The man surnamed Su said. As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Yuancheng pushed the door open and walked in: "Uncle Fang, please."

"Farewell." Fang Dasheng stood up, saluted and walked out. Tangning naturally followed him.

"Tangning, wait a minute, I have something to talk to you about."

Tang Ning was slightly startled and nodded in agreement, but Fang Dasheng acted as if he hadn't heard anything and walked out of the room without even looking back.

"Unknown master, what are your uncle's orders?" Seeing Fang Dasheng walking away, Tang Ning bowed and saluted. It is an unwritten rule of the sects in the world of cultivation. The senior leaders of the sect who are far beyond one's level are all called their positions or masters.

For a Jindan cultivator like him, whether they are transforming gods, refining voids, or higher-level combined powers, as long as they are from the same sect, they are collectively called masters and uncles.

Tangning didn't know his specific position, so he could be called this.

"So, you still don't know who I am?" the man surnamed Su said.

"The disciple really doesn't know. Chief Fang only said that he would bring the disciple to see his uncle, but he did not tell the disciple the identity of his uncle and what happened."

"My name is Su Yuanhua. Now you should know why I called you here and left you alone!"

The man surnamed Su suddenly said this sentence without any beginning or end. Tangning was confused and couldn't help but complain.

You told Su Yuanhua that it was none of my business, and you spoke incoherently and unclearly. How do I know why you came to me and then left me alone?

He was silent, not knowing what to say for a moment. Judging from his confident expression, it seemed that he should know.

If he said bluntly that he didn't know, he would look stupid and refute his face.

To say that I know, I really don’t know.

Seeing his appearance, Su Yuanhua couldn't help but smile: "Didn't Junior Sister Liu come back to Xingang to find you? You two eloped together for several years. Didn't she mention me to you?"

When Tang Ning heard what he said, she suddenly realized that at Liu Ruhan's age, even if her cultivation path had been smooth sailing these years, she would still only be at the level of Nascent Soul cultivation. Yet, this person, a cultivator at the level of cultivating the void, called her junior sister.

Then the identity of the person in front of him is almost revealed, that is, senior brother Liu Ruhan, the eldest disciple of Nangong Muxue.

When the two of them were together, Liu Ruhan talked a lot about the internal personnel affairs of Taixuan Sect. Of course, he mentioned this senior brother, but he only mentioned it casually and did not mention the specific name.

Even if there was one at the time, it would be normal for Tangning to forget about it after so many years. After all, they had never met each other before.

"It turns out that you are the senior brother that my wife often talks about. She often mentioned you back then, saying that you were extremely talented and had a high level of understanding. You were the proud disciple of Inspector Nangong, and you were the proud son of the sect. My wife admires me, but after so many years, I have forgotten my honorary name, so I hope you won’t be surprised.”

Su Yuanhua waved his hand: "There is no need to say more polite words. I know my junior sister's temperament, and she won't talk about me all the time."

"Let's get down to business! I learned from Uncle Bai that you are in the first column of the Fourth Army. Last time I went to Yuanxian County to investigate and deal with the conflict between Fang Dasheng and Fengyun Chamber of Commerce, I learned that you were transferred to their unit by Fang Dasheng. It was me who informed Fang Dasheng that he could bring you to meet him."

Bai Jintang is just a cultivator of spiritual transformation, but Su Yuanhua calls him uncle, of course because of their different generations.

Nangong Muxue was the disciple of Master Liu Ruhan in his early years, while Bai Jintang was the disciple of Master Liu Ruhan in his later years. Therefore, there was a big gap in their cultivation level.

And Su Yuanhua was Nangong Muxue's disciple in his early years. When Su Yuanhua became Nangong Muxue's disciple, Bai Jintang had not yet been accepted by Master Liu Ruhan. Therefore, regardless of age, identity, status, and cultivation, Su Yuanhua was above Bai Jintang. .

Just because the two people are of different generations, they are respectfully called master uncle. Although the cultivation world is commensurate with the gap in cultivation level, there is also a distance between them.

Only those who have a distant relationship will judge their seniority based on their cultivation. A relationship as close as that between Bai Jintang and Su Yuanhua will naturally not be judged by the rules of the cultivation world.

Bai Jintang is Nangong Muxue's fellow disciple, and Su Yuanhua is Nangong Muxue's disciple, no matter how big the gap between them is in cultivation, identity, status.

Even if Su Yuanhua has cultivated to Mahayana, he still has to address Bai Jintang as uncle, which is the rule of the master-disciple lineage.

The relationship between Bai Jintang, Nangong Muxue and Su Yuanhua is not uncommon in the master-disciple lineage of Taixuan Sect. There is a rule in the master-disciple lineage of Gein.

That is, no matter who is a disciple of the master-disciple line, after he breaks through to become a god, he must accept a disciple to continue the master-disciple inheritance.

This is easy to understand. The reason for this rule is that the inheritance and continuation of the line of master and apprentice all have the title of master and apprentice. In the name of disciples, disciples, uncles, uncles, brothers and brothers, these original eight poles are divided The disciples of Taixuanzong who had nothing to do with each other gathered together and formed a close network of relationships, thus forming a huge alliance of interests.

Without this rule, some people would inevitably be unwilling to accept disciples, which would lead to the discontinuation of inheritance, weakening the power of the master-disciple line, and even over time, the master-disciple line would naturally die out.

Therefore, the senior leaders of the master-disciple line have set this rule and it has lasted for millions of years. No one has ever dared to break this rule. Violators will be expelled from their line of masters and attacked by the master-disciple line. .

If the cultivators of the Transformation God left the islands of Qinghai, they would definitely be regarded as heroes, but within Taixuan Sect, they could only be regarded as middle-level disciples at best.

This has led to many generations of chaos. Many people have accepted a disciple after breaking through to the state of becoming a god. As their cultivation improves and the years accumulate, when they reach the state of integration, they may accept another disciple for various reasons. As a result, the difference in cultivation between the two disciples was obvious.

For example, Nangong Muxue and Bai Jintang, Liu Ruhan and Su Yuanhua.

Not only the master-disciple lineage, but also the spiritual family has many unclear and messy relationships. Often an old man with white hair and beard will respectfully call an uncle to a newborn baby, all because of the difference in seniority.

The longer people live, the easier it is for generations to get messed up. Considering the long lifespan of monks, this phenomenon is already very common.