Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 4 Story
Han Yundao and Duan Anle waited until dawn before they saw the three elders push the door open and bow respectfully.

Seeing that the three elders all looked very unhappy, they all stood in the corner and did not dare to speak.

"It's settled. We'll talk about it after I come back this time. Second brother, if you have nothing to do, go back to Xuanwei City as soon as possible. It won't look good with Master Qi if you take too long off."

All they heard was Kang Dabao whispering instructions to his two junior fellow apprentices, and Yuan Jin and Jiang Qing went back to their rooms with heavy hearts, not mentioning the matter for the time being.

"Come in." After Kang Dabao said this, the wooden door of the master's room opened without wind. He walked into the room with his hands behind his back, and his two disciples followed closely behind him and closed the door.

"Sit down." The so-called master's cloud room was so clean that there was not even an extra cushion.

The two disciples sat upright in front of Kang Dabao, with hard blue bricks under their knees, but their immature bodies stood straight.

The white-armored tortoise also walked out slowly from Kang Dabao's sleeve, sat in front of Kang Dabao with the power of a tiger, and tilted his head to look at his two apprentices in a pretentious manner.

"We won't be testing you on your homework today. Have you memorized the 'Collection of David' that I taught you last month?"

Both children nodded and said they had memorized it.

"Anle, how big is this world according to the book?"

"Master, the heaven and earth are divided into infinite worlds, which are divided into three thousand large worlds, one hundred thousand middle worlds, and infinite small worlds."

"So what little world are we in?"

"Red Heaven Realm."

"What forces are there?"

“The Red Heaven Realm is guarded by four directions: the southeast, northwest, and northeast, namely Ming Fa Sect, Ghost King Temple, Tian Wang Sect, and Chongxu Mountain.

Further down are 108 blessed places and 800 immortal mountains.

David Immortal Dynasty is a small force under the jurisdiction of Kuling Mountain among the Eight Hundred Immortal Mountains. There are also countless sects within the Immortal Dynasty. "

"What about our Chongming Sect?"

"This..." Duan Anle paused. He was an honest child and didn't know how to answer the question that was not in the book.

"Master," Han Yundao, who was standing aside, saw Kang Dabao's gesture and said:
"The most accomplished cultivator in our sect is only in the middle stage of Qi training. The founder of our sect has passed away, and there has not been a foundation-building cultivator in a hundred years. Therefore, his name has not been recorded in the Golden Book of the Immortal Dynasty Sect."

“Yes, you must remember that our Chongming Sect is just a small sect struggling to survive in the barren land of the Immortal Dynasty.

Don't think that you have become a great so-called "immortal master" among your people and become arrogant.

You must know that even if you are a teacher, after practicing Taoism for more than 30 years, you are only in the middle stage of Qi training.

In the eyes of mortals, they are naturally "land immortals", but in reality, even if I, the so-called leader, only see the disciples of the major sect whose names are recorded in the Golden Book of the Immortal Dynasty, I am nothing more than an insect-like figure to them.

He is arrogant and does not know how to handle things properly. If he offends powerful people, he will often bring disaster to his family and clan.

The path of cultivating immortals is extremely difficult, and there is no telling how many difficulties and obstacles there will be on this road.

But the first thing you must remember is that on the path of cultivation, you must never lose your reverence. "

Kang Dabao nodded and was not angry at Han Yundao's straightforward words.

Even when he talked about how weak his own sect was, there was no trace of shame on his fat face, and he still had a frank and natural look.

Both disciples responded solemnly.

Kang Dabao then asked, "What are the eight realms of cultivation?"

"Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, spirit transformation, separation and union, profound knowledge, Mahayana."

“How many levels of law are there?”

"The eighth level has thirty-two grades, the eighth level of Heaven and Earth, the eighth level of the universe, and each level has four grades: the highest, the middle and the lowest."

"How many categories are there of spiritual roots?"

"Natural spiritual roots, single spiritual roots, double spiritual roots, triple spiritual roots, mixed spiritual roots, and fake spiritual roots."

When he asked this question, Kang Dabao saw that both of his young apprentices were feeling somewhat frustrated.

I know that they remembered how grand the world described in the book was, and also realized how insignificant they were. This is inevitable.

"My disciple is dull, not only is his aptitude poor, but I also don't know when I can achieve the step of guiding the spirit into my body. I feel ashamed of my master's teachings."

Duan Anle was an honest child, and he lowered his head, whether out of depression or embarrassment. Han Yundao did not speak, but was also sullen and silent.

Although "drawing the spirit into the body" is a barrier separating immortals from mortals, it is not a difficult task for people with spiritual roots.

With just the limited knowledge that Kang Dabao has, he can easily name several kinds of elixirs and spiritual objects that can greatly reduce the time spent on this level.

Unfortunately, the Chongming Sect has been in decline for a long time. Even when Master Kang was young, the sect did not have the financial resources to purchase such elixirs for new disciples, let alone now?
Therefore, Duan Anle and Han Yundao could only follow the old method, supplemented by some low-level spiritual medicines that Kang Dabao could still afford to strengthen their bones, flesh and meridians. After three or two years of practice depending on their personal aptitude, they would eventually be able to overcome the difficulties.

When the breathing method has led the first ray of spiritual power into the Dantian and circulated throughout the body, one can be considered to have truly shed his mortal body and be called a cultivator.

Seriously speaking, this method is not completely without merit. At least it can temper the disciples' minds, and it also has the benefit of strengthening their muscles and bones. In the end, they can even tear tigers and leopards apart.

But if there was a choice, which orthodox monk from a major sect would be willing to waste all these years for such a small benefit?

"Don't be discouraged. You should know that even though you only have mixed spiritual roots, it is still a one in a million opportunity.

Although there is still the hurdle of guiding the spirit into the body, as long as one is determined enough, becoming a serious cultivator will be a natural thing.

This is enough to make tens of thousands of ordinary people under the jurisdiction of Chongming Sect envious. "Kang Dabao first spoke to comfort him.

Then he added: "The Immortal Root is ultimately just the foundation for enlightenment. Aren't there many predecessors in David's Anthology who achieved great supernatural powers with inferior qualifications?
He was the founding ruler of the David Immortal Dynasty. He was also a great monk who became a Divine Transformation Stage with only a pseudo-spiritual root and established the eternal foundation of the David Immortal Dynasty.

Heaven will not let down those who work hard. As long as you have a strong will towards the truth, you will achieve something."

When teaching children, one naturally has to say nice things. Kang Dabao has been practicing for more than 30 years and has heard countless such words from others.

But according to the experience of the elders in the sect, it is considered fast for a cultivator with mixed spiritual roots to reach the late stage of Qi training at the age of eighty.
Having said that, why would you still want to become an immortal when you are already eighty years old? Wouldn’t it be better to find a few more wives and have a few babies while you are still strong?

The right thing to do is to cultivate a descendant of a monk as soon as possible to protect the wealth and honor after death.

“Although you have only been here for half a year, your ancestors were also Chongming Sect monks. You should know the importance of guiding the spirit into the body. You should be more diligent in practicing martial arts and reciting scriptures on a daily basis.

In this step of drawing the spirit into the body, people with better aptitude will certainly be faster, while those with poorer aptitude will be slower, but the foundation needs to be solid. "

"That's all for today. Go ahead and don't miss your morning class."

Kang Dabao coaxed his still somewhat confused disciples into regaining some spirit on their faces, then he waved his hand, pushed the door open and sent them to the scripture room to recite scriptures.

I have to do morning exercises. Although I have not been able to reach the bottleneck of the fourth level of Qi training for more than ten years, I am afraid that practicing now will be useless. But I have to fight hard now. Even a little more strength will be good.

"Why are you going to risk your life again?!" Kang Dabao suddenly put down the scripture in his hand and sighed.

I bid farewell to my cell phone and computer and have been in this world for fifteen years. An old bachelor who could not learn advanced mathematics and could not afford to buy a house did not become a genius or the son of the world in another world. He just moved to a place where he could not even eat salty braised pork and became an older monk with no hope of success.

He rubbed the horrible scar hidden under the collar on the back of his neck. "It's been fifteen years. If my mom and dad saw it, they would be so heartbroken that they couldn't sleep."

At first he thought he was dreaming and was quite happy. After all, he had read at least 100 or 180 Xianxia novels before crossing over. Which protagonist didn't start out as a humble character, and then become a killer after getting the golden finger?

Later he realized that it was not true, this dream was so real and terrifying. The master's ruler hurt so much that he would not wake up no matter how many times he was hit; the mad beast in the zoo bit off half of the body of an unlucky servant, and it didn't look fake; the immortal cultivators could really make mortal medicine that could cure all diseases;
The most terrifying thing is that I, a loser from the new century, am still a loser here.
I spent two semesters studying power functions but still couldn’t learn it, and it’s not much better here.

For the Fireball Technique alone, I spent a year learning how to make the seals, but I still made mistakes from time to time, and was often punished by the elder who taught me the technique.

At that time, I spent three years memorizing the positive and negative valences of chemical elements and was always scolded by my teacher. Now here, just trying to figure out the techniques in the "Original Law Classic" almost drove me crazy!
When my mother taught me how to tie my shoelaces, I barely learned it in ten minutes. This is the simplest step to becoming a monk, drawing the Qi into the body, which took me nearly four years.
Others traveled through time and space to become geniuses, and I came to this fate.
Needless to say, they are either stepping stones or background boards.

At most, it's just an idle move by some powerful person who is waiting here to fatten him up and then send some pig-foot to pretend to be a boy and slap him in the face.

Fortunately, my master was kind and took me on the right path step by step.
I have also tried my best to show my worth. Although I am certainly not as talented as others, I am still an average person. At least I have become a member of the exploiting class of cultivators.

Later, the master was defeated in the battle, his foundation was damaged, and he left in a hurry.

At last, the whole family of Chongming Sect was entrusted to me. I thought I was the protagonist after traveling through time. After waiting for more than ten years, the leader system finally did not appear with a "ding" sound, and I still had to take on the burden of earning food for my family.

When the Chongming Sect was handed over to him, he was only eighteen years old. He had practiced Taoism for fifteen years and was at the third level of Qi training, with mixed spiritual roots. Yuan Jin was fourteen years old that year, also at the third level of Qi training, with mixed spiritual roots. He was useless as well and would cry when someone scolded him. Jiang Qing was seven years old and had just entered the Taoism, with three spiritual roots. He would only cry no matter if someone scolded him or not.

It's not surprising that a group of senior brothers are dissatisfied and want to split up.

After all, it was the inheritance left by the master. Kang Dabao said all the nice things he could, but he was just a pile of fat meat lying on the ground, begging for mercy, but it was no use. He insisted on dividing the property.

Let’s split up the family, and in the end, the head of Kangda had no choice but to take a deep breath and be tough.

The uncles all said that they were fair people, and that the mountain gate was the most valuable, so they left it to their nephew and took the mountain protection array away;

The most valuable things are left to my nephew. My uncles have suffered such a great loss, so of course the savings in the warehouse should belong to my uncle. It doesn't matter if the things are gone, the warehouse is left for you.

At the end of the division, Kang Dabao only got a bare mountain gate, the custody of Yuan Jin and Jiang Qing, and a dog.
The headmaster didn't even have a bowl at the beginning! The uncle in charge of the kitchen had already set his eyes on them!
Kang Dabao was still holding out hope, thinking that the dog was the incarnation of a great demon accepted by the sect's great master, and was there to support the sect's country in this critical moment.

But just because Kang Dabao temporarily forgot his stepping stone attributes did not mean that he had the template of the protagonist. The next day he knew that the assumption that the dog was a big monster was not true.

When he woke up in the morning, the hungry Yuan Jin and Xiao Jiang Qing had already eaten their fill and their mouths were full of oil.

Kang Dabao, whose hopes were dashed, was almost heartbroken to the point of crying.

From then on, Kang Dabao became the only leader in the history of Chongming Sect who did not hold a succession ceremony, and he had only two disciples.

Just like the founder of a great sect in the story his master told him, he also started from scratch.

He pawned his entire property to raise money to repair a first-level magic circle that had been abandoned by who knows how many generations of sect leaders.

Even if it's a bit inferior, regardless of whether it's useful or not, at least it's bright when you turn it on at night!

He used his connections to boast and acknowledged others as his big brother, and held a banquet to send Yuan Jin to the master craftsman's shop in Xuanwei City to be an apprentice in refining equipment. He worked alone, carrying goods and carrying little Jiang Qing, and started a business of buying low and selling high in Pingrong County.

Everyone around laughed at the new leader of the Chongming Sect for becoming a peddler, but that was how he managed to gather enough materials for Jiang Qing to practice the "Three Yang Classics".

　Haha, to commemorate the first recommendation ticket in my life, thank you Linlin49130 for your encouragement (I recently browsed the forum, although I heard that most of these IDs are robots, but thank you anyway)
　　

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