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From the north gate of Pingjiang city to the northwest, there is an endless stream of official roads before dawn.
The small village located at the foot of Guishan mountain is even more lively. People here have long known that many people will come to worship the mountain today and experience the old way. Whether it is soybean milk steamed bread, meat cake porridge, or even baked sweet potato, it has been a scene of morning market for a long time, which makes the swarming people wait anxiously while taking out their pockets.
All xuanqingwei, including Shen Hao, who were temporarily transferred to Pingjiang City, were present today. A cordon was drawn behind the small village and five patrol points were set up to watch each other and form horns. Shen Hao's black flag camp was on the top of the front, and you could just see the huge stone as the Mountain Gate of Guishan monastery.
The sky began to shine, and there was more and more noise at the foot of Guishan. According to the rules, Guishan monastery would officially start the apprenticeship ceremony at the beginning of the morning.
Suddenly, a cry overwhelmed all the noise in the field: "look at the mountain!"
As I looked around, there were many startling voices in the field. I saw a cloud of white clouds falling down from the mountain. It was three feet in diameter and condensed one after another. It was definitely not the common cloud in the mountain!
Shen Hao also raised his head and jumped in his heart. He vaguely guessed what the cloud was.
After counting the interest, when the cloud fell to seven or eight feet from the ground, several people could be seen standing on the cloud far away!
Sure enough, the crowd below was silenced.
The art of flying clouds!
This is the real magic way!
The classics say: rise in the clouds and walk in the fog; The world is so big that it is invincible!
Shen Hao can't remember what he saw in that book, but he remembers clearly. The first half of the sentence says the art of "flying through the clouds", and the second half points out that people who learn this art can go as far as possible.
Don't think this is exaggerated. It's a fact, because the lowest practice threshold of the art of flying clouds and driving fog is not the realm of gathering gods or the realm of Yuan Dan, but the realm of xuanhai above the realm of Yuan Dan!
Shen Hao has never seen a monk in xuanhai. In his opinion, people with such accomplishments may be called "land immortals"? You can ride the clouds. Aren't you an immortal?
The cloud has stopped steadily in front of the mountain gate.
Six people came down from it.
The first person has a white robe with snow-white beard and hair, but it is neatly combed. He wears a black crown on his head and a jade gourd pinned to his waist. Facing the kindness, there was a striking flying feather light in the center of the eyebrows, with both hands behind their backs and a smile. A gentle breath quietly spread throughout the audience, which made the originally nervous people relax inexplicably.
After a short pause, a large crowd at the foot of the mountain bowed to the friars with white hair and white robes: "see immortal Pingyang!"
Shen Hao was surprised. These days, he has also learned something about Guishan Xiu. Some of the big people in it can still call their names. Like this one in front of you.
Pingyang immortal is No. 1. His name should be Li Shuyang. He is one of the five directors and elders in Guishan monastery. It is said that he has practiced for more than 600 years and has achieved xuanhai duality. In Guishan monastery, Li Shuyang belongs to a big man who suppresses Qi luck. He won't show up at all. I didn't expect to be here today.
Li Shuyang smiled and nodded. There was no threatening momentum, but it made people feel comfortable and willing to treat them with courtesy.
Without waiting to speak, a man behind Li Shuyang raised his hand and made a Dharma seal in the air. In the blink of an eye, a small black piece the size of a walnut grew in the wind. After a few breaths, it fell to the ground for about ten feet, like a strange stone carving with a circular depression in the middle.
In addition, Yang Qingyun, whom Shen Hao knew, also threw out a stone tablet, which was a year-old stone, which Shen Hao had seen.
Finally, Li Shuyang personally played a seal and didn't enter the boulder under the mountain gate. Then a faint light flew out of the boulder, like a spark falling on the narrow mountain path behind, like lighting the mountain path. In an instant, the faint light suddenly became inexplicable oppression.
"Today, the mountain gate is opened to attract the world, and three passes are set:
The first level: screened by the age stone, all those over the age of six and under the age of 15 can pass.
The second level: when you enter the black wall, the lowest light will come. If you are qualified, otherwise you will be unqualified. If you are qualified, you can enter our outer door to practice and become a registered disciple.
The third level: climb the mountain on foot and arrive at the hammer sound Pavilion in three hours. Those who pass the pass can directly enter our inner door to practice.
Have you heard all the above rules? "
"I've heard it clearly!" there were many noisy responses at the foot of the mountain.
"Well, let's start! Go to a self-reported door. Those who fail to pass the test should leave quickly and should not disturb others."
From beginning to end, Li Shuyang didn't say a word. He just stood at the foot of the mountain with his hands down, like pressing the array.
Shen Hao stood in front, his black robe was eye-catching, and no one came to squeeze him, so that he could watch the excitement. I thought the scene would be chaotic as soon as the start was announced, but what seemed chaotic was actually quite orderly. Those close to me automatically became the head of the team, and they lined up one by one, and soon we couldn't see the end of the team.
The first pass passed quickly. Anyone who dared to come here dared not cheat on his age.
The second level is much slower than the black wall.
Shen Hao stared at the first person who stepped onto the black wall. It was a seven or eight year old boy. He was energetic and didn't have stage fright. He walked in with his head held high. Then he knew to sit cross legged in the depression in the black wall without being taught, and then hold his breath.
On the side, Yang Qingyun presided over the black wall, and I didn't know what he had printed. Then the black wall made a dull hum. At the same time, the child suddenly trembled slightly, and converged back after three breath.
The boy quickly opened his eyes and looked at the flat part on the black wall with everyone around him.
A thread of dark golden pattern appeared on the black wall without warning, and then the second thread... The third thread appeared reluctantly and faintly. But at least it's three strands!
Three wisps of dark gold appear and disappear again after several interest rates. This is the "three floating lights".
"Qualified, go to the back. After finishing, you can start to break through the third level. This way, next!" Yang Qingyun looked at the child with a slightly softer look.
It turns out that this is "looking at talent". How high is the talent of self-cultivation? Shen Hao was very curious. Then I looked down and wanted to know how many people left after a good start were as lucky as the little boy.
The result is... There is no one in a hundred.
Those who dare to come here have confidence in their own children. Those mediocre people will not ask for trouble at all. Therefore, children who climb the black wall can generally float two lights, and some even the last one looms, but they don't come out. Very few really achieve the "three appearances".
Shen Hao stayed at the gate of the mountain for a long time, and only five children passed the second level.
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From the north gate of Pingjiang city to the northwest, there is an endless stream of official roads before dawn.
The small village located at the foot of Guishan mountain is even more lively. People here have long known that many people will come to worship the mountain today and experience the old way. Whether it is soybean milk steamed bread, meat cake porridge, or even baked sweet potato, it has been a scene of morning market for a long time, which makes the swarming people wait anxiously while taking out their pockets.
All xuanqingwei, including Shen Hao, who were temporarily transferred to Pingjiang City, were present today. A cordon was drawn behind the small village and five patrol points were set up to watch each other and form horns. Shen Hao's black flag camp was on the top of the front, and you could just see the huge stone as the Mountain Gate of Guishan monastery.
The sky began to shine, and there was more and more noise at the foot of Guishan. According to the rules, Guishan monastery would officially start the apprenticeship ceremony at the beginning of the morning.
Suddenly, a cry overwhelmed all the noise in the field: "look at the mountain!"
As I looked around, there were many startling voices in the field. I saw a cloud of white clouds falling down from the mountain. It was three feet in diameter and condensed one after another. It was definitely not the common cloud in the mountain!
Shen Hao also raised his head and jumped in his heart. He vaguely guessed what the cloud was.
After counting the interest, when the cloud fell to seven or eight feet from the ground, several people could be seen standing on the cloud far away!
Sure enough, the crowd below was silenced.
The art of flying clouds!
This is the real magic way!
The classics say: rise in the clouds and walk in the fog; The world is so big that it is invincible!
Shen Hao can't remember what he saw in that book, but he remembers clearly. The first half of the sentence says the art of "flying through the clouds", and the second half points out that people who learn this art can go as far as possible.
Don't think this is exaggerated. It's a fact, because the lowest practice threshold of the art of flying clouds and driving fog is not the realm of gathering gods or the realm of Yuan Dan, but the realm of xuanhai above the realm of Yuan Dan!
Shen Hao has never seen a monk in xuanhai. In his opinion, people with such accomplishments may be called "land immortals"? You can ride the clouds. Aren't you an immortal?
The cloud has stopped steadily in front of the mountain gate.
Six people came down from it.
The first person has a white robe with snow-white beard and hair, but it is neatly combed. He wears a black crown on his head and a jade gourd pinned to his waist. Facing the kindness, there was a striking flying feather light in the center of the eyebrows, with both hands behind their backs and a smile. A gentle breath quietly spread throughout the audience, which made the originally nervous people relax inexplicably.
After a short pause, a large crowd at the foot of the mountain bowed to the friars with white hair and white robes: "see immortal Pingyang!"
Shen Hao was surprised. These days, he has also learned something about Guishan Xiu. Some of the big people in it can still call their names. Like this one in front of you.
Pingyang immortal is No. 1. His name should be Li Shuyang. He is one of the five directors and elders in Guishan monastery. It is said that he has practiced for more than 600 years and has achieved xuanhai duality. In Guishan monastery, Li Shuyang belongs to a big man who suppresses Qi luck. He won't show up at all. I didn't expect to be here today.
Li Shuyang smiled and nodded. There was no threatening momentum, but it made people feel comfortable and willing to treat them with courtesy.
Without waiting to speak, a man behind Li Shuyang raised his hand and made a Dharma seal in the air. In the blink of an eye, a small black piece the size of a walnut grew in the wind. After a few breaths, it fell to the ground for about ten feet, like a strange stone carving with a circular depression in the middle.
In addition, Yang Qingyun, whom Shen Hao knew, also threw out a stone tablet, which was a year-old stone, which Shen Hao had seen.
Finally, Li Shuyang personally played a seal and didn't enter the boulder under the mountain gate. Then a faint light flew out of the boulder, like a spark falling on the narrow mountain path behind, like lighting the mountain path. In an instant, the faint light suddenly became inexplicable oppression.
"Today, the mountain gate is opened to attract the world, and three passes are set:
The first level: screened by the age stone, all those over the age of six and under the age of 15 can pass.
The second level: when you enter the black wall, the lowest light will come. If you are qualified, otherwise you will be unqualified. If you are qualified, you can enter our outer door to practice and become a registered disciple.
The third level: climb the mountain on foot and arrive at the hammer sound Pavilion in three hours. Those who pass the pass can directly enter our inner door to practice.
Have you heard all the above rules? "
"I've heard it clearly!" there were many noisy responses at the foot of the mountain.
"Well, let's start! Go to a self-reported door. Those who fail to pass the test should leave quickly and should not disturb others."
From beginning to end, Li Shuyang didn't say a word. He just stood at the foot of the mountain with his hands down, like pressing the array.
Shen Hao stood in front, his black robe was eye-catching, and no one came to squeeze him, so that he could watch the excitement. I thought the scene would be chaotic as soon as the start was announced, but what seemed chaotic was actually quite orderly. Those close to me automatically became the head of the team, and they lined up one by one, and soon we couldn't see the end of the team.
The first pass passed quickly. Anyone who dared to come here dared not cheat on his age.
The second level is much slower than the black wall.
Shen Hao stared at the first person who stepped onto the black wall. It was a seven or eight year old boy. He was energetic and didn't have stage fright. He walked in with his head held high. Then he knew to sit cross legged in the depression in the black wall without being taught, and then hold his breath.
On the side, Yang Qingyun presided over the black wall, and I didn't know what he had printed. Then the black wall made a dull hum. At the same time, the child suddenly trembled slightly, and converged back after three breath.
The boy quickly opened his eyes and looked at the flat part on the black wall with everyone around him.
A thread of dark golden pattern appeared on the black wall without warning, and then the second thread... The third thread appeared reluctantly and faintly. But at least it's three strands!
Three wisps of dark gold appear and disappear again after several interest rates. This is the "three floating lights".
"Qualified, go to the back. After finishing, you can start to break through the third level. This way, next!" Yang Qingyun looked at the child with a slightly softer look.
It turns out that this is "looking at talent". How high is the talent of self-cultivation? Shen Hao was very curious. Then I looked down and wanted to know how many people left after a good start were as lucky as the little boy.
The result is... There is no one in a hundred.
Those who dare to come here have confidence in their own children. Those mediocre people will not ask for trouble at all. Therefore, children who climb the black wall can generally float two lights, and some even the last one looms, but they don't come out. Very few really achieve the "three appearances".
Shen Hao stayed at the gate of the mountain for a long time, and only five children passed the second level.
From the north gate of Pingjiang city to the northwest, there is an endless stream of official roads before dawn.The small village located at the foot of Guishan mountain is even more lively. People here have long known that many people will come to worship the mountain today and experience the old way. Whether it is soybean milk steamed bread, meat cake porridge, or even baked sweet potato, it has been a scene of morning market for a long time, which makes the swarming people wait anxiously while taking out their pockets.All xuanqingwei, including Shen Hao, who were temporarily transferred to Pingjiang City, were present today. A cordon was drawn behind the small village and five patrol points were set up to watch each other and form horns. Shen Hao's black flag camp was on the top of the front, and you could just see the huge stone as the Mountain Gate of Guishan monastery.The sky began to shine, and there was more and more noise at the foot of Guishan. According to the rules, Guishan monastery would officially start the apprenticeship ceremony at the beginning of the morning.Suddenly, a cry overwhelmed all the noise in the field: "look at the mountain!"As I looked around, there were many startling voices in the field. I saw a cloud of white clouds falling down from the mountain. It was three feet in diameter and condensed one after another. It was definitely not the common cloud in the mountain!Shen Hao also raised his head and jumped in his heart. He vaguely guessed what the cloud was.After counting the interest, when the cloud fell to seven or eight feet from the ground, several people could be seen standing on the cloud far away!Sure enough, the crowd below was silenced.The art of flying clouds!This is the real magic way!The classics say: rise in the clouds and walk in the fog; The world is so big that it is invincible!Shen Hao can't remember what he saw in that book, but he remembers clearly. The first half of the sentence says the art of "flying through the clouds", and the second half points out that people who learn this art can go as far as possible.Don't think this is exaggerated. It's a fact, because the lowest practice threshold of the art of flying clouds and driving fog is not the realm of gathering gods or the realm of Yuan Dan, but the realm of xuanhai above the realm of Yuan Dan!Shen Hao has never seen a monk in xuanhai. In his opinion, people with such accomplishments may be called "land immortals"? You can ride the clouds. Aren't you an immortal?The cloud has stopped steadily in front of the mountain gate.Six people came down from it.The first person has a white robe with snow-white beard and hair, but it is neatly combed. He wears a black crown on his head and a jade gourd pinned to his waist. Facing the kindness, there was a striking flying feather light in the center of the eyebrows, with both hands behind their backs and a smile. A gentle breath quietly spread throughout the audience, which made the originally nervous people relax inexplicably.After a short pause, a large crowd at the foot of the mountain bowed to the friars with white hair and white robes: "see immortal Pingyang!"Shen Hao was surprised. These days, he has also learned something about Guishan Xiu. Some of the big people in it can still call their names. Like this one in front of you.Pingyang immortal is No. 1. His name should be Li Shuyang. He is one of the five directors and elders in Guishan monastery. It is said that he has practiced for more than 600 years and has achieved xuanhai duality. In Guishan monastery, Li Shuyang belongs to a big man who suppresses Qi luck. He won't show up at all. I didn't expect to be here today.Li Shuyang smiled and nodded. There was no threatening momentum, but it made people feel comfortable and willing to treat them with courtesy.Without waiting to speak, a man behind Li Shuyang raised his hand and made a Dharma seal in the air. In the blink of an eye, a small black piece the size of a walnut grew in the wind. After a few breaths, it fell to the ground for about ten feet, like a strange stone carving with a circular depression in the middle.In addition, Yang Qingyun, whom Shen Hao knew, also threw out a stone tablet, which was a year-old stone, which Shen Hao had seen.Finally, Li Shuyang personally played a seal and didn't enter the boulder under the mountain gate. Then a faint light flew out of the boulder, like a spark falling on the narrow mountain path behind, like lighting the mountain path. In an instant, the faint light suddenly became inexplicable oppression."Today, the mountain gate is opened to attract the world, and three passes are set:The first level: screened by the age stone, all those over the age of six and under the age of 15 can pass.The second level: when you enter the black wall, the lowest light will come. If you are qualified, otherwise you will be unqualified. If you are qualified, you can enter our outer door to practice and become a registered disciple.The third level: climb the mountain on foot and arrive at the hammer sound Pavilion in three hours. Those who pass the pass can directly enter our inner door to practice.Have you heard all the above rules? ""I've heard it clearly!" there were many noisy responses at the foot of the mountain."Well, let's start! Go to a self-reported door. Those who fail to pass the test should leave quickly and should not disturb others."From beginning to end, Li Shuyang didn't say a word. He just stood at the foot of the mountain with his hands down, like pressing the array.Shen Hao stood in front, his black robe was eye-catching, and no one came to squeeze him, so that he could watch the excitement. I thought the scene would be chaotic as soon as the start was announced, but what seemed chaotic was actually quite orderly. Those close to me automatically became the head of the team, and they lined up one by one, and soon we couldn't see the end of the team.The first pass passed quickly. Anyone who dared to come here dared not cheat on his age.The second level is much slower than the black wall.Shen Hao stared at the first person who stepped onto the black wall. It was a seven or eight year old boy. He was energetic and didn't have stage fright. He walked in with his head held high. Then he knew to sit cross legged in the depression in the black wall without being taught, and then hold his breath.On the side, Yang Qingyun presided over the black wall, and I didn't know what he had printed. Then the black wall made a dull hum. At the same time, the child suddenly trembled slightly, and converged back after three breath.The boy quickly opened his eyes and looked at the flat part on the black wall with everyone around him.A thread of dark golden pattern appeared on the black wall without warning, and then the second thread... The third thread appeared reluctantly and faintly. But at least it's three strands!Three wisps of dark gold appear and disappear again after several interest rates. This is the "three floating lights"."Qualified, go to the back. After finishing, you can start to break through the third level. This way, next!" Yang Qingyun looked at the child with a slightly softer look.It turns out that this is "looking at talent". How high is the talent of self-cultivation? Shen Hao was very curious. Then I looked down and wanted to know how many people left after a good start were as lucky as the little boy.The result is... There is no one in a hundred.Those who dare to come here have confidence in their own children. Those mediocre people will not ask for trouble at all. Therefore, children who climb the black wall can generally float two lights, and some even the last one looms, but they don't come out. Very few really achieve the "three appearances".Shen Hao stayed at the gate of the mountain for a long time, and only five children passed the second level.
