Chapter 185
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The most important thing in Xiaoyao Dojo is not Tao, but Xiaoyao.
There are too many mediocre people in the world to understand the essence of the word "carefree".
Take the sky as the quilt, the ground as the seat, drink morning dew in the morning, eat sunset glow in the evening, integrate with heaven and earth, and have no restraint ...
This is the old beggar's words, the true meaning of the so-called Xiaoyao.
However, in my eyes, this is the more beautiful explanation he found for this beggar's nest!
Xiaoyao dojo is indeed a very large dojo, covering a large area, but it is so broken that it can barely keep out the wind and rain. Many roofs are crumbling, and from time to time debris will fall from them as the mountain wind blows by.
Is this place really habitable?
Well, not only can one live, but also one person and one dog ...
To be exact, from now on it should be two people and one dog!
I also saw the mountain guard beast. It was uglier than the old bald dog before. It was dark all over and limped. When it saw the old beggar coming, it shook its tail ...
This guy can only be regarded as an ugly pet at best!
Having lost heart, I followed the old beggar into the shabby Dojo.
In a relatively clean room at the dojo, there is an incense altar with a yellow portrait hanging on the wall.
After seeing the man in the portrait, I was directly shocked. I was shocked!
"This ... this is ..." I pointed to the portrait, stare big eyes, stammered speechless.
The man in the portrait is an old man, standing on a mountain top, looking up at the sky, with a proud and domineering force that cannot be concealed.
I know the old man, but I never expected to meet his portrait here.
Lan Luan!
The last master of Jiuyan Palace!
At the time of the ruins, I met him. Although there was only a wisp of soul left, there was still some imagination in the temperament and the portrait.
What is this going on?
How can there be a portrait of Lan Luan in the Xiaoyao dojo?
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"Don't be silly, get down on your knees!" The old beggar slapped me on the shoulder with such force that I could not help bending my legs and kneeling on the futon in front of the portrait.
The old beggar lit a few sticks of incense and bowed to the portrait. Without the smirked color of the past, he solemnly sank his voice and said: "founder of the lineage, the Xiaoyao dojo ninth-generation disciple ..."
Listening to what the old beggar said respectfully to the portrait over there, I looked curiously at the Lan Luan portrait on the wall.
As the last Lord of the Jiuyan Palace, he left a legacy in Jiuzhou even before the Jiuyan Palace was destroyed.
This is not the inheritance of Jiuyan Palace, but the inheritance of Lan Luan, which has nothing to do with Jiuyan Palace!
If anyone knows, it is estimated that this Xiaoyao dojo no longer existed in those days.
When I was in Jiuyan Palace, Lan Luan did not mention this matter to me either.
Now, fate seems to have played a joke on me, becoming not only the successor of the Jiuyan Palace of this generation but also the successor of the Xiaoyao dojo.
If this matter is known by Lan Luan, it is estimated that he will stay stunned for a long time.
what a coincidence!
Originally, I was not satisfied with the situation at Xiaoyao Dojo, and my heart was almost despairing. To this extent, I can't even compare the living places of some small sects, let alone some large ones.
But now, my heart has changed a little, mainly because this is the Confucian orthodoxy left by Lan Luan!
This belongs to his inheritance. What is left here should be different from the inheritance of Jiuyan Palace.
It may not be comparable to the inheritance of the Jiuyan Palace, but it is definitely not an ordinary thing.
"Kowtow, worship ancestor!" The old beggar said to me in a heavy voice.
If it had been before, I might have felt a little reluctant in my heart, but now, I have kowtowed three times loudly and naturally.
It was not the founder of the Xiaoyao Dojo that was worshipped, but the last Lord of the Jiuyan Palace, Lan Luan.
'There is not too much red tape. After kowtowing, I officially joined Xiaoyao Dojo, I feel like a child's play.
Later, tea was served to the old beggar. After he told me some rules of the school, the ceremony was even finished.
Next, it is to teach me something.
In the words of the old beggar, I just wanted to be a handyman. If I perform well, I might be able to be taught a bit and a half in a good mood after ten years or so. However, now that I am pleasing to the eye, I have been directly raised to the position of a disciple, ready to teach me the strongest lost knowledge of Xiaoyao Sect.
When he said this, the old beggar had a proud look on his face, and a look of' you boy really lucky, you just have fun'.
I gave in to him, even if he said Xiaoyao dojo was the best in the world, I followed him and argued with him about what? The result of talking back is only a fat beating, just listen honestly.
"Xiaoyao Dojo has inherited more than 90 generations and has numerous lost knowledge. Although the best one is suitable for oneself, the strongest lost knowledge is always the heart disease of ancestors of all generations!"
When it comes to this, the old beggar with a sigh, shook his head and said: "The strongest lost knowledge was left by the ancestors, but no one has ever successfully practiced it. Every generation of inherited disciples of Xiaoyao Dojo has to try it out. This has become an unwritten rule ... Don't worry, even if you don't learn the strongest lost knowledge and learn other lost knowledge, you will be able to wander in Zhongzhou!"
At this point, the old beggar took me out of here and went to the rear of the dojo.
Xiaoyao Dojo was built on the mountain. The back of the Dojo was connected to a huge cave on the mountainside. After entering the cave, they came to a large and vast cave.
There are thousands of meters around, and many spiritual places are placed here, which are the spiritual places of the ancestors of the Xiaoyao ancestors.
In the center of the cavern, there is a stone tablet with a height of more than ten feet. The shape of the stone tablet is very similar to that of the stone tablet in front of Jiuyan Palace, and it may even be the same person's hand.
In addition to this stone tablet, on the rock wall around this huge cavern, there are many words and figures that are dazzling.
The old beggar gave me a brief introduction, pointing to the depiction on the surrounding rock wall, and said proudly: "What is inscribed on it is all the cultivation experience and some methods of lost knowledge cultivation of the ancestors of Xiaoyao. Taking out each one will cause a big stir in zhongzhou. This is the most important place for us to live in Xiaoyao!"
Then, the old beggar pointed to the stone tablet in the center, eyes flashing light, whispered: "This is what we left behind by the ancestors of the Xiaoyao Dojo. The strongest lost knowledge is contained in it. Let's talk to you boy first. There is a strong idea in it. The longer you hold on, the better chance you have of getting that lost knowledge. However, you have to do what you can, or your life will be in danger! You boy must not bravado, it's not easy to accept a disciple, don't play dead! "
I looked at the stone tablet, then at the old beggar, a little curious and asked: "Since ancient times, How long did it last over there?"
"One hour!" The old beggar raised his eyebrows and looked very proud. He lifted his head and smiled. "It's my record. Let's see if you boy can break it!"
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The most important thing in Xiaoyao Dojo is not Tao, but Xiaoyao.
There are too many mediocre people in the world to understand the essence of the word "carefree".
Take the sky as the quilt, the ground as the seat, drink morning dew in the morning, eat sunset glow in the evening, integrate with heaven and earth, and have no restraint ...
This is the old beggar's words, the true meaning of the so-called Xiaoyao.
However, in my eyes, this is the more beautiful explanation he found for this beggar's nest!
Xiaoyao dojo is indeed a very large dojo, covering a large area, but it is so broken that it can barely keep out the wind and rain. Many roofs are crumbling, and from time to time debris will fall from them as the mountain wind blows by.
Is this place really habitable?
Well, not only can one live, but also one person and one dog ...
To be exact, from now on it should be two people and one dog!
I also saw the mountain guard beast. It was uglier than the old bald dog before. It was dark all over and limped. When it saw the old beggar coming, it shook its tail ...
This guy can only be regarded as an ugly pet at best!
Having lost heart, I followed the old beggar into the shabby Dojo.
In a relatively clean room at the dojo, there is an incense altar with a yellow portrait hanging on the wall.
After seeing the man in the portrait, I was directly shocked. I was shocked!
"This ... this is ..." I pointed to the portrait, stare big eyes, stammered speechless.
The man in the portrait is an old man, standing on a mountain top, looking up at the sky, with a proud and domineering force that cannot be concealed.
I know the old man, but I never expected to meet his portrait here.
Lan Luan!
The last master of Jiuyan Palace!
At the time of the ruins, I met him. Although there was only a wisp of soul left, there was still some imagination in the temperament and the portrait.
What is this going on?
How can there be a portrait of Lan Luan in the Xiaoyao dojo?
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"Don't be silly, get down on your knees!" The old beggar slapped me on the shoulder with such force that I could not help bending my legs and kneeling on the futon in front of the portrait.
The old beggar lit a few sticks of incense and bowed to the portrait. Without the smirked color of the past, he solemnly sank his voice and said: "founder of the lineage, the Xiaoyao dojo ninth-generation disciple ..."
Listening to what the old beggar said respectfully to the portrait over there, I looked curiously at the Lan Luan portrait on the wall.
As the last Lord of the Jiuyan Palace, he left a legacy in Jiuzhou even before the Jiuyan Palace was destroyed.
This is not the inheritance of Jiuyan Palace, but the inheritance of Lan Luan, which has nothing to do with Jiuyan Palace!
If anyone knows, it is estimated that this Xiaoyao dojo no longer existed in those days.
When I was in Jiuyan Palace, Lan Luan did not mention this matter to me either.
Now, fate seems to have played a joke on me, becoming not only the successor of the Jiuyan Palace of this generation but also the successor of the Xiaoyao dojo.
If this matter is known by Lan Luan, it is estimated that he will stay stunned for a long time.
what a coincidence!
Originally, I was not satisfied with the situation at Xiaoyao Dojo, and my heart was almost despairing. To this extent, I can't even compare the living places of some small sects, let alone some large ones.
But now, my heart has changed a little, mainly because this is the Confucian orthodoxy left by Lan Luan!
This belongs to his inheritance. What is left here should be different from the inheritance of Jiuyan Palace.
It may not be comparable to the inheritance of the Jiuyan Palace, but it is definitely not an ordinary thing.
"Kowtow, worship ancestor!" The old beggar said to me in a heavy voice.
If it had been before, I might have felt a little reluctant in my heart, but now, I have kowtowed three times loudly and naturally.
It was not the founder of the Xiaoyao Dojo that was worshipped, but the last Lord of the Jiuyan Palace, Lan Luan.
'There is not too much red tape. After kowtowing, I officially joined Xiaoyao Dojo, I feel like a child's play.
Later, tea was served to the old beggar. After he told me some rules of the school, the ceremony was even finished.
Next, it is to teach me something.
In the words of the old beggar, I just wanted to be a handyman. If I perform well, I might be able to be taught a bit and a half in a good mood after ten years or so. However, now that I am pleasing to the eye, I have been directly raised to the position of a disciple, ready to teach me the strongest lost knowledge of Xiaoyao Sect.
When he said this, the old beggar had a proud look on his face, and a look of' you boy really lucky, you just have fun'.
I gave in to him, even if he said Xiaoyao dojo was the best in the world, I followed him and argued with him about what? The result of talking back is only a fat beating, just listen honestly.
"Xiaoyao Dojo has inherited more than 90 generations and has numerous lost knowledge. Although the best one is suitable for oneself, the strongest lost knowledge is always the heart disease of ancestors of all generations!"
When it comes to this, the old beggar with a sigh, shook his head and said: "The strongest lost knowledge was left by the ancestors, but no one has ever successfully practiced it. Every generation of inherited disciples of Xiaoyao Dojo has to try it out. This has become an unwritten rule ... Don't worry, even if you don't learn the strongest lost knowledge and learn other lost knowledge, you will be able to wander in Zhongzhou!"
At this point, the old beggar took me out of here and went to the rear of the dojo.
Xiaoyao Dojo was built on the mountain. The back of the Dojo was connected to a huge cave on the mountainside. After entering the cave, they came to a large and vast cave.
There are thousands of meters around, and many spiritual places are placed here, which are the spiritual places of the ancestors of the Xiaoyao ancestors.
In the center of the cavern, there is a stone tablet with a height of more than ten feet. The shape of the stone tablet is very similar to that of the stone tablet in front of Jiuyan Palace, and it may even be the same person's hand.
In addition to this stone tablet, on the rock wall around this huge cavern, there are many words and figures that are dazzling.
The old beggar gave me a brief introduction, pointing to the depiction on the surrounding rock wall, and said proudly: "What is inscribed on it is all the cultivation experience and some methods of lost knowledge cultivation of the ancestors of Xiaoyao. Taking out each one will cause a big stir in zhongzhou. This is the most important place for us to live in Xiaoyao!"
Then, the old beggar pointed to the stone tablet in the center, eyes flashing light, whispered: "This is what we left behind by the ancestors of the Xiaoyao Dojo. The strongest lost knowledge is contained in it. Let's talk to you boy first. There is a strong idea in it. The longer you hold on, the better chance you have of getting that lost knowledge. However, you have to do what you can, or your life will be in danger! You boy must not bravado, it's not easy to accept a disciple, don't play dead! "
I looked at the stone tablet, then at the old beggar, a little curious and asked: "Since ancient times, How long did it last over there?"
"One hour!" The old beggar raised his eyebrows and looked very proud. He lifted his head and smiled. "It's my record. Let's see if you boy can break it!"
The most important thing in Xiaoyao Dojo is not Tao, but Xiaoyao.There are too many mediocre people in the world to understand the essence of the word "carefree".Take the sky as the quilt, the ground as the seat, drink morning dew in the morning, eat sunset glow in the evening, integrate with heaven and earth, and have no restraint ...This is the old beggar's words, the true meaning of the so-called Xiaoyao.However, in my eyes, this is the more beautiful explanation he found for this beggar's nest!Xiaoyao dojo is indeed a very large dojo, covering a large area, but it is so broken that it can barely keep out the wind and rain. Many roofs are crumbling, and from time to time debris will fall from them as the mountain wind blows by.Is this place really habitable?Well, not only can one live, but also one person and one dog ...To be exact, from now on it should be two people and one dog!I also saw the mountain guard beast. It was uglier than the old bald dog before. It was dark all over and limped. When it saw the old beggar coming, it shook its tail ...This guy can only be regarded as an ugly pet at best!Having lost heart, I followed the old beggar into the shabby Dojo.In a relatively clean room at the dojo, there is an incense altar with a yellow portrait hanging on the wall.After seeing the man in the portrait, I was directly shocked. I was shocked!"This ... this is ..." I pointed to the portrait, stare big eyes, stammered speechless.The man in the portrait is an old man, standing on a mountain top, looking up at the sky, with a proud and domineering force that cannot be concealed.I know the old man, but I never expected to meet his portrait here.Lan Luan!The last master of Jiuyan Palace!At the time of the ruins, I met him. Although there was only a wisp of soul left, there was still some imagination in the temperament and the portrait.What is this going on?How can there be a portrait of Lan Luan in the Xiaoyao dojo? Find authorized novels in Webnovelfaster updates, better experiencePlease click www.webnovel.com for visiting."Don't be silly, get down on your knees!" The old beggar slapped me on the shoulder with such force that I could not help bending my legs and kneeling on the futon in front of the portrait.The old beggar lit a few sticks of incense and bowed to the portrait. Without the smirked color of the past, he solemnly sank his voice and said: "founder of the lineage, the Xiaoyao dojo ninth-generation disciple ..."Listening to what the old beggar said respectfully to the portrait over there, I looked curiously at the Lan Luan portrait on the wall.As the last Lord of the Jiuyan Palace, he left a legacy in Jiuzhou even before the Jiuyan Palace was destroyed.This is not the inheritance of Jiuyan Palace, but the inheritance of Lan Luan, which has nothing to do with Jiuyan Palace!If anyone knows, it is estimated that this Xiaoyao dojo no longer existed in those days.When I was in Jiuyan Palace, Lan Luan did not mention this matter to me either.Now, fate seems to have played a joke on me, becoming not only the successor of the Jiuyan Palace of this generation but also the successor of the Xiaoyao dojo.If this matter is known by Lan Luan, it is estimated that he will stay stunned for a long time.what a coincidence!Originally, I was not satisfied with the situation at Xiaoyao Dojo, and my heart was almost despairing. To this extent, I can't even compare the living places of some small sects, let alone some large ones.But now, my heart has changed a little, mainly because this is the Confucian orthodoxy left by Lan Luan!This belongs to his inheritance. What is left here should be different from the inheritance of Jiuyan Palace.It may not be comparable to the inheritance of the Jiuyan Palace, but it is definitely not an ordinary thing."Kowtow, worship ancestor!" The old beggar said to me in a heavy voice.If it had been before, I might have felt a little reluctant in my heart, but now, I have kowtowed three times loudly and naturally.It was not the founder of the Xiaoyao Dojo that was worshipped, but the last Lord of the Jiuyan Palace, Lan Luan.'There is not too much red tape. After kowtowing, I officially joined Xiaoyao Dojo, I feel like a child's play.Later, tea was served to the old beggar. After he told me some rules of the school, the ceremony was even finished.Next, it is to teach me something.In the words of the old beggar, I just wanted to be a handyman. If I perform well, I might be able to be taught a bit and a half in a good mood after ten years or so. However, now that I am pleasing to the eye, I have been directly raised to the position of a disciple, ready to teach me the strongest lost knowledge of Xiaoyao Sect.When he said this, the old beggar had a proud look on his face, and a look of' you boy really lucky, you just have fun'.I gave in to him, even if he said Xiaoyao dojo was the best in the world, I followed him and argued with him about what? The result of talking back is only a fat beating, just listen honestly."Xiaoyao Dojo has inherited more than 90 generations and has numerous lost knowledge. Although the best one is suitable for oneself, the strongest lost knowledge is always the heart disease of ancestors of all generations!"When it comes to this, the old beggar with a sigh, shook his head and said: "The strongest lost knowledge was left by the ancestors, but no one has ever successfully practiced it. Every generation of inherited disciples of Xiaoyao Dojo has to try it out. This has become an unwritten rule ... Don't worry, even if you don't learn the strongest lost knowledge and learn other lost knowledge, you will be able to wander in Zhongzhou!"At this point, the old beggar took me out of here and went to the rear of the dojo.Xiaoyao Dojo was built on the mountain. The back of the Dojo was connected to a huge cave on the mountainside. After entering the cave, they came to a large and vast cave.There are thousands of meters around, and many spiritual places are placed here, which are the spiritual places of the ancestors of the Xiaoyao ancestors.In the center of the cavern, there is a stone tablet with a height of more than ten feet. The shape of the stone tablet is very similar to that of the stone tablet in front of Jiuyan Palace, and it may even be the same person's hand.In addition to this stone tablet, on the rock wall around this huge cavern, there are many words and figures that are dazzling.The old beggar gave me a brief introduction, pointing to the depiction on the surrounding rock wall, and said proudly: "What is inscribed on it is all the cultivation experience and some methods of lost knowledge cultivation of the ancestors of Xiaoyao. Taking out each one will cause a big stir in zhongzhou. This is the most important place for us to live in Xiaoyao!"Then, the old beggar pointed to the stone tablet in the center, eyes flashing light, whispered: "This is what we left behind by the ancestors of the Xiaoyao Dojo. The strongest lost knowledge is contained in it. Let's talk to you boy first. There is a strong idea in it. The longer you hold on, the better chance you have of getting that lost knowledge. However, you have to do what you can, or your life will be in danger! You boy must not bravado, it's not easy to accept a disciple, don't play dead! "I looked at the stone tablet, then at the old beggar, a little curious and asked: "Since ancient times, How long did it last over there?""One hour!" The old beggar raised his eyebrows and looked very proud. He lifted his head and smiled. "It's my record. Let's see if you boy can break it!"
