Asking about longevity

Elder Shen then began to discuss other matters.

It was entered into the resume and put on hold "to be discussed", which was tantamount to being "voided" and the admission order was returned.

The disciple handed over the admission order to Mo Hua.

"The matter of joining the sect still needs to be discussed..."

"How long will the discussion last?" Mo Hua asked.

The disciple was polite and said with a touch of indifference: "The elders are not allowed to interfere with our disciples' affairs. I don't know. Just let it happen..."

Mo Hua probably understood in his heart.

If you accept it, you will accept it; if you don't accept it, you will not accept it.

I already had an order to join the clan, yet I was still negotiating with him like this.

Probably just declined...

He didn't think that he, a small foundation-building monk, was worthy of being a fifth-grade sect like the Dao Sect and negotiating for ten days and a half.

Most likely it will be nothing.

Mo Hua shook his head.

He didn't expect that after traveling through mountains and rivers, he didn't even enter the Qian Dao Sect's door...

He glanced at the threshold in front of Qiandao Zongshan's gate, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"The threshold for Qian Dao Sect is really high..."

The ink painting will be put away according to the imperial order.

Although this entry order is useless, it is still left to me by my master and can be used as a souvenir.

Not a family, don't enter the same door.

Such a grand and luxurious sect with high threshold and only accepting "geniuses" is really not suitable for me...

The boundaries of Qianxue State are so large, so just find another sect!

"I don't want to leave you here, I have my own place to stay!"

Mo Hua cheered up, and the little disappointment in his heart suddenly disappeared. He raised his head and held his chest high, and left the mountain gate of Qiandao Sect with high spirits.

Just when I was going down the mountain, I passed by a monk wearing the robe of an elder of the Qian Dao Sect, with half-white beard and hair, and straight eyebrows.

One person goes up the mountain and one person goes down the mountain.

The two of them passed each other without noticing each other.

This elder of the Qian Dao Sect with upright features and righteous eyes has four golden patterns on his Taoist robe.

With a majestic look on his face, he walked straight into the mountain gate.

Along the way, the disciples bowed their hands and bowed, and he nodded slightly. It was not until he entered the Qian Dao Sect's meeting hall that he frowned.

Elder Shen raised his head, glanced at him, and said calmly:

"Elder Zheng, you are late."

Elder Zheng took his seat and snorted coldly, "It doesn't matter if you come early or late."

The atmosphere was somewhat tense.

Elder Shen smiled and didn't care, he just said:

"Continue to discuss... Recently, the disciples have entered the sect, and there are many matters. They should be dealt with as soon as possible without delay. If the discussion is completed as soon as possible, everyone will be more relaxed..."

Everyone agreed.

Then the atmosphere returned to normal.

Various matters were brought up one by one, including the enrollment of disciples, the improvement of the sect system, rewards and punishments for teaching, the treatment of elders, etc...

A group of elders discussed and put forward their opinions, and then looked at Elder Shen's face and finally reached an agreement.

Only Elder Zheng either didn't speak, but once he spoke, his words were sharp and the atmosphere was a bit tense.

But he only has one person and one mouthful, and he can't change anything.

In most cases, he could only turn a blind eye or close one eye and reluctantly "agree".

But half an hour later, when discussing one matter, Elder Zheng had a tough attitude, even angry.

"Only those with high-grade spiritual roots can enroll in school?"

Elder Zheng slapped the case angrily, "What the hell are you talking about?!"

Elder Shen's face twitched slightly, but he still relied on self-restraint to restrain his anger and said calmly:

"Elder Zheng, be a role model to others. Don't speak dirty words or lose your etiquette..."

Elder Zheng scolded: "Hypocritical, what kind of etiquette? You don't even have the face, what kind of etiquette should I talk about?"

Elder Shen was slightly angry, "Elder Zheng!"

He took a deep breath and said, "Only those with high-grade spiritual roots can enroll in school. This is what the elders unanimously agreed upon after discussing it..."

Elder Zheng sneered, "What do you agree with? Are you just looking at your face?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the elders present looked a little ugly.

Elder Shen said coldly: "You mean, it's me, Shen, who wants to start a talk show?"

"It's not you Shen, it's your Shen family!" Elder Zheng sneered and said bluntly:

"Who do you think you are? You're just a feather. Why should others give you face?"

"What others give you is the face of the Shen family behind your back!"

"Your Shen family is a behemoth, a long-established family with deep roots! You are just a human "note transmission" for your Shen family..."

Elder Shen was furious, "How outrageous!"

The other elders were also in an uproar.

Elder Zheng sneered and said nothing.

Elder Shen said coldly: "Elder Zheng, you are slandering Shen and the Shen family with your nonsense!"

"Is it slander? You know in your heart what the ethos of this Qian Dao Sect is like. Why do I need to say more?"

Elder Zheng sneered again, "I heard that even if a great monk in the Dongxu Realm wants to join the Qian Dao Sect, he still has to bend down and offer you a glass of wine, Elder Shen?"

Elder Shen still only said: "Nonsense!"

Elder Zheng continued to expose his shortcomings, "How many quotas have you secretly deducted over the years, and who have these quotas been given to?"

"Give it to the Shen family?"

"Or was it sold at a high price to a family that wears the same pants as the Shen family?"

"You want Qian Dao Sect to change their religion and surname?!"

…

These words were extremely serious, and the expressions of the elders present all changed.

Elder Shen calmed down instead and waved to everyone, "Let's disperse now. We will discuss the matter later. Elder Zheng...has made some mistakes in his cultivation, hurting his consciousness, and occasionally talks nonsense. Please be considerate... …”

The elders dispersed one after another as if they had been granted amnesty.

Elder Zheng and Elder Shen were the only two people left in the empty hall.

Elder Shen looked silent and said calmly:

"My Qian Dao Sect has been able to develop from a small sect to the present day only because of our sect's Taoist tradition and many talented disciples with extraordinary qualifications."

"The spiritual root determines the disciple's talent and the upper limit of his cultivation..."

“A good horse is equipped with a good saddle, and a sword is given to a hero.”

"Since our Dao Sect is a top sect, we naturally need disciples with top qualifications."

"Only those with high-grade spiritual roots can be worthy of our Dao Sect."

"I don't understand, what's wrong with this move to cause Elder Zheng to lose his composure and say such 'treasonous' words?"

Elder Zheng sneered and asked: "How many of the ancestors of Qian Dao Sect have high-grade spiritual roots?"

"There are all high-end, middle-end, upper-low, and even middle-low grade ones..."

"So, our ancestors of Qian Dao Sect are not worthy to be my disciples of Qian Dao Sect?"

Elder Shen frowned, "You are using strong words to make excuses!"

He paced back and forth angrily, and then he said:

"At this time and that time, the great road has evolved. It is not what it used to be. Nowadays, monks in the world are everywhere with high-grade spiritual roots. Why can't..."

Elder Zheng asked: "Who is there everywhere?"

Elder Shen was startled.

Elder Zheng's eyes were sharp, "High-grade spiritual roots are everywhere. They belong to aristocratic families and clans! They are not monks in the world!"

Elder Zheng said word for word: "Not a monk in the world!"

"You forgot Ben!"

Elder Shen's eyes flashed slightly and he remained silent.

Elder Zheng was agitated, calmed down a little, and slowly said:

"My ancestor of the Qian Dao Sect, Ju Lu Lan Lu, founded the sect in order to make the sect stronger?"

"yes!"

"But after growing strong, for what purpose?"

"In order for us to seek fame and fortune and take credit for ourselves?"

"no!"

"Let us establish a sect and preach Taoism, popularize the method of cultivation, and spread it to the world. This is called the 'Qian Dao'!"

Elder Zheng said in a trembling voice: "The foundation of our Dao Sect is to 'establish a sect and preach the Tao'..."

"Preach to whom? Preach to the monks all over the world!"

"Preaching to the world, only the Qian Dao Sect has the foundation and the future. Otherwise, if we blindly grow stronger and seek personal gain, no matter how rich and powerful our Qian Dao Sect is, it will be nothing more than a tree without roots and a castle in the air!"

Elder Shen looked indifferent, "Elder Zheng, what you said is not contrary to what I have done..."

Elder Zheng looked at him with extremely disappointed eyes.

Elder Shen said: "In the final analysis, I, the Taoist Sect, can only teach some monks. It is impossible to truly teach all the monks in the world..."

"In this case, we can only teach geniuses first, and then by extension, seek blessings for the world."

"If you have high-grade spiritual roots, you are a genius..."

Elder Zheng's eyes were sharp, "What is a genius?"

Elder Shen was stunned again.

Elder Zheng sneered, "If you have a high-grade spiritual root, you are a genius? What a joke in the world!"

"Only those talented people who care about the world are worthy of being called geniuses!"

"I am a Taoist sect, what do I support?"

"A genius who is cold, conceited, and seeking his own selfish interests?"

"Having the world in mind? Do they know how to do it? Do they know what the world is? Do they know what the life of the monks in the world is like?"

"Their eyes will only look up to the sky, and they will only care about themselves. Will they pay attention to the dust at their feet?"

Elder Shen frowned, "This has nothing to do with spiritual roots..."

Elder Zheng nodded, "Yes, this originally had nothing to do with spiritual roots, but..."

He pointed at Elder Shen and said, "Don't you know what the family has done?"

Elder Shen's face twitched, slightly ferocious.

Elder Zheng continued:

"What a spiritual inheritance..."

"When aristocratic families marry, each generation's spiritual roots become better and better."

"It's good to make a living at the bottom and make a living, so why talk about spiritual roots?"

"In hundreds or even thousands of years, all the disciples of the aristocratic family will be top-grade, or even have top-grade spiritual roots."

"The low-level monks are only equipped with middle-grade or even low-grade spiritual roots."

"What a good idea..."

Elder Zheng's voice was filled with a bone-chilling chill, "Then, our sects will use their spiritual roots to apply for a card. From now on, all those who enter the school will have high-grade spiritual roots and be descendants of aristocratic families!"

"Those low-level monks come from poor backgrounds. They don't deserve to go to school or receive inheritance!"

"In this world where people seek immortality by cultivating Taoism, they only deserve to spend more than a hundred years working as cows and horses!"

Elder Shen was furious: "That's nonsense!"

His eyes narrowed slightly and he said coldly: "What Elder Zheng meant is that people from aristocratic families are all selfish people? Don't they have the world in mind?"

"I remember, Elder Zheng, you are also from a noble family, right?"

Elder Zheng said: "Human nature has nothing to do with stance..."

"If you come from a noble family, you will naturally have people who care about the world;"

"Being from a lower class background, there are naturally people who tend to be popular and follow the crowd;"

"But the good and evil of human nature have nothing to do with the cold class. Although there are some variables, the fundamentals will not change."

"Being from a noble family, you will naturally protect the interests of the noble family;"

"Only those who come from a lower-class background, have endured hardships, and seen the sufferings of monks can think of protecting the interests of powerless cultivators in this world."

"Today, this dignified Taoist sect brings together the inheritance of Taoism from all over the world, seeks the private interests of aristocratic clans, and monopolizes Taoism and knowledge. It goes against the foundation of the sect and is unworthy of the teachings of our ancestors!"

Elder Shen was indifferent and looked around:

"Elder Zheng is exaggerating. Qian Dao Sect has grown so far, which shows that we are preaching well..."

"Preaching the gospel well?" Elder Zheng showed anger, "What is our Qiandao Sect, no, the entire Qianxue Prefecture teaching now?"

"The ancestors established the Taoism and Swordsmanship Association to unite the disciples and work together to improve their cultivation of Taoism!"

"But what now?"

"Discussing Tao and swords has become a means of comparison and profit-making!"

"In order to build publicity for their so-called 'proud son of heaven', the aristocratic family resorted to fraud and bluffing..."

"The sect even added fuel to the flames, making one person's efforts take the credit of the entire group!"

"If this continues, all the disciples we will train will be selfish and arrogant!"

"You only have cultivation skills, but no Taoist heart!"

"And other monks from small and medium-sized aristocratic families will become the hawks and dogs of the big aristocratic families and become the minions of the powerful!"

"Is this a good way to preach?"

"This is the disciple of our Qiandao religion?"

"These disciples are selfish. Although their cultivation is high, they have extremely selfish desires. They are also in a prominent position. They seek their own selfish interests and the interests of the clan. They stand high and suck the blood of monks all over the world. If this continues, they will destroy the nine states of this cultivation world. Where are all the sentient beings?!"

Elder Shen's expression changed, and he said with a strange tone: "Elder Zheng is serious. You said so much, but isn't this Qianzhou still so prosperous?"

Elder Zheng's eyes were like swords, "Qianzhou is prosperous, and the prosperous families are the ones who prosper."

"The aristocratic family is full of flowers, but you didn't see that the entire Kyushu is in devastation..."

"The Qian Dao Sect is 'helping the emperor to do evil', helping aristocratic families to monopolize, to dominate all living beings, and to seize the interests of the world for their own benefit. This is the injustice of Dao..."

Elder Shen looked indifferent and turned a deaf ear.

Elder Zheng was out of anger, and after a moment, he said calmly:

"The way of heaven is to make up for the excess of damage and make up for the deficiency..."

"Humanity is unfair, and Heaven will...forcibly change..."

Elder Shen felt a chill that went straight to the sky. He couldn't help but tremble all over. He stared and screamed: "Bold!"

"you……"

He pointed at Elder Zheng, his fingers trembled, and said sternly: "Arrogant!"

"ignorance!"

"absurd!"

"You...your words are worthy of death!"

Elder Zheng had no expression on his face.

Elder Shen calmed down his anger and panic, and looked at Elder Zheng coldly, "Elder Zheng, please be careful. If you continue to talk nonsense like this, I, the Dao Sect, may not be able to tolerate you, an extreme elder like you... "

Elder Zheng snorted coldly, his face upright and unmoved.

…

Outside the Qiandao Sect.

Mo Hua started his own study plan.

Since Qian Dao Sect does not accept him, he can only find a way to join other sects.

Ink Hua specially bought a map to get a clearer picture.

The Qianxue State is very large, with many sects, and outside the sects, there are also many large and small fairy cities that are attached to the sects.

These fairy cities are adjacent to sects and depend on sects for their rise.

The city has complete facilities for monks to buy and sell utensils, food and accommodation, and some monks also live here.

These fairy cities look similar to the Lizhou City outside the Five Elements Sect, but they are much more formal, and large-scale construction projects are prohibited to avoid conflicts of interest and disturbing the peace of the sect.

And when you go to each sect, you will inevitably pass through the fairy city outside the sect.

In the fairy city, there will also be some large carriages traveling along established routes, passing through the fairy cities on the outskirts of each sect.

Although the fare is a bit expensive, it is still within the affordable range of Mo Hua.

Mo Hua began to carefully plan the route.

After completing the planning, he began to submit his birthplace and resume to the "four major sects" except Qiandao sect one by one.

Although the hope is slim, you must give everything a try.

Starting with the best sects, Mo Hua plans to vote down one by one.

It just depends on whether the blind cat can encounter a dead mouse.

But his resume, without exception, was all rejected.

This is also expected in Mo Hua.

He felt a little lost and began to vote for the "eight gates" under the "four major sects".

Eight gates are a bit too much, eight in total.

Moreover, the intervals were a bit far, and there was no way to finish a route, so Mo Hua could only pick a few and try them out.

And sure enough, they were all rejected.

The reasons, without exception, are all "incompatible spiritual roots"...

The four major sects and the eight gates all require at least high-grade spiritual roots.

Four of the major sects have begun to require spiritual roots above "upper-middle grade".

"I'm afraid that in a few years, I won't be able to get the 'top grade' anymore..."

Mo Hua cursed in his heart.

The "Eight Gates" are a little more relaxed, but at least they require spiritual roots of the upper and lower grades, and ink painting is "out of reach."

If the "Eight Gates" doesn't work, then the "Twelve Flows"...

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Among the twelve streams, there must be a few sects that specialize in formations.

With his level of formation, there must be some hope.

But Mo Hua didn't expect that he would still be rejected...

"Young Master, your spiritual roots...are still a bit weak..."

A teacher from Wanzhen Sect who was responsible for entry-level matters spoke to Mo Hua tactfully.

He felt very sorry.

Just now he asked about some knowledge about the formation, and the ink and painting answers were fluent. Not only that, there were some insights that astonished him.

He asked Mo Hu again to draw a few formations.

The superb formation patterns, the effortless layout, the leisurely brushwork, and the vaguely revealed master-like demeanor made him almost suspect that he had seen it wrong.

This is the magnanimity that only the elders in the sect have.

The ink painting has a childish appearance and an innocent temperament, and it looks like she is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

The teacher felt that it was very outrageous, but he was also very sorry.

"In our Ten Thousand Formation Sect, only those with high-grade spiritual roots are eligible to enter. If you are a first-grade formation master, you can relax the conditions, as long as you have high-grade spiritual roots..."

"but……"

The professor sighed.

The ink paintings are only of the lower-middle grade, which is still far behind the upper-middle grade.

"Are there no exceptions?" Mo Hua asked doubtfully.

The teacher regretted: "No..."

The rules were stipulated by the headmaster and the elders, and they were final. He had no right to change them just because of a small instruction.

Without rules, there will be no circle.

For all these years, the Wanzhen Sect has not changed its entry requirements.

Unless your background is big enough, you can go through the back door.

But in this case, it doesn’t matter as much as the entry requirements.

Mo Hua then asked in confusion: "Is the spiritual root of the Formation Sect so important?"

The teacher liked ink painting very much, so he patiently explained: "The spiritual root determines the technique and the cultivation level, so it is naturally important."

"The higher your cultivation level, the stronger your spiritual consciousness will be, and you will be able to become a higher-level formation master..."

"Otherwise, no matter how good you are in learning formations, your cultivation is only to build the foundation. If you are exhausted, you will be a second-level formation master. You will never be able to learn formations above second-level in your lifetime..."

"But that being said, the influence of the spiritual root formation is not that exaggerated..."

"The reason is that the requirements are becoming more and more strict..."

The teacher pointed upward, "It's because the four major sects all do this. They take the lead. The eight sects, the twelfth sects below, and even the hundred sects of Qianxue have no choice but to follow suit."

"After all, other people's disciples are at the top or middle grade all at once. If your own sect is at the top or bottom grade, mixed with a few middle grades, you won't be able to get away with it in terms of face..."

"Moreover, there are too many monks now, especially those with high-grade spiritual roots. There is no shortage at all..."

"So, the threshold has been raised step by step..."

The teacher shook his head, feeling helpless.

He really wanted to accept the ink painting, but he had no choice. He couldn't make the decision at all.

He did not dare to ask the elders for advice.

Because in the past few times, he met some disciples who were good at formations but had poor spiritual roots. He wanted to accept them and asked the elders, but he was rejected.

In the words of the elder, "We, Ten Thousand Formations, are a formation sect. Two-legged toads are hard to find. There are not many two-legged formation masters, right?"

"Rules are rules. For first- and second-grade formation masters, one more or one less will have no impact. It's not worth breaking the rules."

Mo Hua sighed and could only give up.

He had no choice but to recognize the reality, lower his standards again, and look for it from the "Hundred Gates of Qianzhou".

Most of the entry standards for hundreds of Qianzhou sects are "high-grade" spiritual roots, but there are some special requirements, such as some specialties in alchemy, weapon refining, talisman refining, and formation painting, and the conditions can be relaxed appropriately.

They are no more self-aware than the four major sects, the eight major sects, and the twelve sects, so they are not so strict.

Among the hundreds of sects in Qianzhou, there are indeed sects that are willing to accept the ink paintings.

I am willing to lower the spiritual root standard for entry to "middle-lower grade".

But Mo Hua couldn't go.

because……

too expensive……

Qianzhou Baimen's spiritual stone cultivation, that is, the entrance fee, is several times more expensive than the top sects such as the four major sects, the eighth sect, and the twelfth stream!

They have lowered their spiritual root standards, but they have not lowered their cultivation standards.

If I can't afford Shu Xiu's ink painting, I still can't get in...

The more rubbish the sect, the more expensive the repairs are!

Mo Hua sighed deeply, feeling helpless.

Qianzhou seems to be different from the surface.

It's completely different from what I thought before.

It seems that this is not a purely "study" place...

"What to do now?"

Mo Hua thought about it, but there was no good way. He finally decided to find a place and hang out first.

If it doesn't work out, I'll learn the formations myself first and try to become a second-grade junior formation master. Then I'll draw formations and earn spiritual stones in the Qianxue Prefecture and major fairy cities, and then I'll look for other opportunities...

…

As for the ink painting, Wen Renwan also found out about it a few days later.

She was busy taking care of Yu'er, and asked the alchemist to check Yu'er's body to see if there were any injuries, hidden illnesses, or evil spirits entering her body.

Shangguan Yi also invited someone to calculate the cause and effect for Yu'er to see if there was any bad omen.

A few days later, Yu'er was safe and sound.

Wen Renwan breathed a sigh of relief, and naturally thought about ink painting.

Mo Hua made it clear that he didn't need anything in return, but Wen Renwan felt a little apologetic, so he still let someone secretly protect Mo Hua and see what Mo Hua would do.

When he heard that Qian Daozong had confiscated the ink paintings, Wenren Wanqi said:

"Why don't they accept Yu'er's savior?!"

I also heard that Mo Hua submitted a lot of resumes, but all of them were rejected. Wen Renwan was even more angry:

"Sightless!"

"Mo Hua is such a good kid, but he refuses to accept it!"

Shangguan Yi on the side heard this and couldn't laugh or cry.

Where is this from?...

When a sect accepts a disciple, it depends on spiritual roots, bloodline, and family background. Does it have anything to do with whether he can save Yu'er or whether he is a good boy...

Isn't this unreasonable...

But Shangguan Yi did not dare to say these four words "unreasonable trouble". Once he said it, he would be finished and would have to sleep in the study for the next few months...

Shangguan Yi could only nod and said: "Yes, yes..."

Shangguan Yi knows his wife's temperament, she values ​​love and justice, and she is usually very smart, but when it comes to people she cares about, she tends to be a little moody and "protect her shortcomings."

He used to be the person she cared about the most, but since she had her son, she could only step aside...

Shangguan Yi was a little helpless.

There is only one update left, I will work hard and try to add another update at the end of the month~