No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 51: Deletion of Sect Rules

Chapter 51: Deletion of Sect Rules

The Qinghua sect's ancestral hall is on the main peak.

The main peak is the mountain that soars into the sky that Xu Shun saw for the first time when he arrived at the sect.

Taoist Lan waved his hand, and the Qingye Boat flew over with the two of them.

After returning to the mountain gate, Lan Daoren changed his previous habit and insisted on flying wherever he could.

The green leaf boat floated to the top of the mountain like a bamboo leaf.

Among the white clouds, on the top of a towering mountain there is a palace built against the mountain’s terrain.

Qinghua Palace.

The palace is surrounded by strange pines and rocks, waterfalls and flowing springs, and is evergreen and full of blooming flowers all year round.

It's just that... the architectural styles of the palaces vary greatly, from the jade-like buildings to the bluestone and wooden houses, which look unharmonious at first glance.

Strictly speaking, Qinghua Palace is the ancestral home of the Qinghua Sect, or in other words, Qinghua Palace is the Qinghua Sect.

As for the surrounding mountains, as the Qinghua Sect developed, there were too many new disciples to live in the Qinghua Palace, so they had to move out and were assigned to various mountains.

It belongs to the expansion area.

"So, if you want to go to Qinghua Palace in the future, you must enter through the main gate. Don't follow my master like this!" Taoist Lan controlled the Qingye Boat to fly over Qinghua Palace and said to Xu Shun and Zi Su.

"Yes!" X2.

Since the master takes the lead in not observing the rules of the sect, it is difficult for the disciples to deal with it.

The Qingye Boat soon stopped in the innermost courtyard of Qinghua Palace, where there was a wooden house facing north and south.

The wooden house had four pillars and three rooms. It looked unremarkable, but a strong sandalwood scent wafted out from inside the house.

After thousands of years of continuous smoking, it is normal for there to be some smell.

"Come with me!" Taoist Lan put on his blue Taoist robe, which was rarely seen before. He tidied up his clothes, said to Xu Shun and the others, and entered the wooden house.

After Xu Shun and Zi Su entered the wooden house, they found that it was much bigger than they had imagined.

The first thing that catches your eye is a portrait of the ancestor, followed by rows of tablets below the portrait.

The portrait shows a Taoist dressed in black and white Taoist robes, holding a long sword, with a gourd on his waist, a three-foot long beard, and dancing with a sword.

The painting seems to show the Taoist priest when he is drunk. The Taoist priest in the portrait looks elegant, unrestrained and free, as if he is about to fly out of the painting.

This is the founder of the Qinghua School, Taoist Qinghua!

He was a remarkable man who founded the Qinghua Sect eight thousand years ago and ascended to the immortal world more than seven thousand years ago.

The tablets below the portrait are divided into six or seven layers, with a different number of layers and different materials for each layer.

Some tablets are made of jade, and some are made of wood.

"It is you!"

There were naturally other people in the ancestral temple, including an old Taoist priest who looked extremely aged.

He saw the three Lan Dao people with a broom and said, "I've heard of you."

"You seem to be about to ascend?"

Taoist Lan also recognized the old Taoist priest and bowed, saying, "Junior Lan Ran, greetings to Grandmaster Lu Lu!"

Red, orange, yellow, green, indigo, blue and purple. The green generation is two generations higher than the blue generation.

Lu Lu is the last cultivator of the Lu generation. He has been trying hard to break through to the Mahayana stage, and his thousand-year life span is about to expire, so he stands guard in the ancestral temple.

"Good! Really good! Very good!" The old and frail Taoist Lu Lv looked at the young Taoist Lan and said, "You are doing well!"

He said several good things.

"Greetings, Master." Xu Shun and Zi Su also saluted the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest is three generations older than them and is a real master.

"Good, good, good to you too!" Lu Lu looked at the younger Xu Shun and Zi Su, and said with a smile: "It was my master who brought me here to worship the ancestor back then."

"It's been almost a thousand years in the blink of an eye." "Tsk~ time flies!"

"Today I have brought my disciples to pay homage to our ancestor and all the ancestors of the past generations." Taoist Lan said.

"It should be so!" Taoist Lu Lu turned around and took out a few incense sticks from the sandalwood cabinet next to him and handed them to Taoist Lan.

Taoist Lan took it, lit it himself, and gave it to Xu Shun and Zi Su.

Afterwards, Taoist Lan raised the incense above his head, bowed to the ancestor, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner in front of the ancestor's portrait.

Xu Shun and Zi Su followed suit.

"Disciple Lan Ran has accepted two disciples, Zicai and Zisu. Today we have come to pay homage to the master. We hope that the master will appear in our spirit!" After seeing them finish their worship, Taoist Lan raised his voice and spoke to the portrait of the master.

Following Taoist Lan's words, the drunken eyes of Taoist Qinghua in the portrait suddenly opened.

There was also a bright light in the sky, sweeping over the two of them. Then Xu Shun felt a jade token in his arms fly out.

He saw that under the gaze of the Taoist priest in the portrait and in the light from the sky, the two words "Zi Cai" were engraved in a flamboyant manner on the jade plaque.

"Okay, I've already recorded the auras of both of them!"

Xu Shun heard a voice that sounded serious but frivolous.

It's a Qinghua mirror.

"The Qinghua Mirror has recorded your breath. You should also keep the jade token, it is your identity belt." said Lan Daoren's own disciple.

"Yes!" X2.

Xu Shun and Zi Su knew that anyone who worshipped the ancestor and became a disciple of the Qinghua Sect would have their aura recorded by the sect's magical treasures such as the Qinghua Mirror.

The Qinghua Mirror can be used to search for the location of cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation to prevent them from dying in an deserted corner and having their bodies never found.

As for the jade token, it was the jade token that the head of Lan Dai casually threw to him and Zi Su yesterday.

I thought it was a gift for meeting you, but I didn't expect it to be a standard magic weapon.

The leader of Lan Dai is too stingy.

The Qinghua School is doomed to fail!
"The ceremony is over!" The old and frail Taoist Lu Lu held a bronze bell and struck it.

The ceremony of worshiping the ancestors is completed.

It can be said to be very simple.

"Is that it?" Xu Shun asked.

"What else can we do?" Taoist Lan did not speak. Taoist Lu Lv said, "The master has gained so many disciples every thousand years. Does he remember all of them?"

"That's all I need to say."

"..."

It is indeed the style of the Qinghua School, and the predecessors of the Green Generation are also so abstract.

"A useless disciple like me doesn't even have the qualifications to ascend to heaven. In the eyes of the master, I'm afraid..." Taoist Lu Lu said with a smile: "No different from a street cat or dog."

"The master is not that kind of person. Maybe he simply can't remember you!" said Taoist Lan.

"Okay! You two are saying bad things about the master again! I caught you!" Qinghua Jing's frivolous voice rang out in the wooden house.

"It's not in the sect rules that we can't discuss the founder, so what if you caught him?" Taoist Lu Lv said with a smile: "This sect rule was deleted by our Lu generation!"

"..."

Qinghua Jing felt uncomfortable after being criticized.

The three-foot-thick ice did not form in a day, and the abstract Qinghua was not created by one person.

The Qinghua Sect has been around for seven or eight thousand years, and the sect's rules are often revised every several hundred to one or two thousand years. He doesn't even know what version the sect's rules are currently in.

What a damn thing!

(End of this chapter)

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