Fortune Teller

"I heard that after joining the Weak Water Sect, you can read the secret techniques at will, but for the explanation of ancient texts and the secrets of formations, the threshold is extremely high and it is easy to not be taught."

"I didn't expect that the Wuhen Sect is exactly the opposite. The disciples can directly read the ancient text annotations, but they cannot practice secret techniques."

Gu Xiuyun naturally understood the difference.

The Wuhen Sect truly cultivates and teaches its disciples.

Therefore, no effort is spared in the basics, but the secrets of immortality are left on the shelf, because the more solid the foundation, the greater the achievements in the future.

The weak water sect accepts all the children of aristocratic families, so there is no need to bother to train them. It is enough as long as they are taught the secret techniques and can carry out the sect's tasks.

In fact, those skills and secrets cannot be practiced casually, otherwise it is easy to become possessed, and in serious cases, the skills may even dissipate.

But the weak water sect was deliberately suppressing the human family, so it didn't care about the life or death of the children of the family.

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For the next half month, Gu Xiuyun stayed in the Secret Law Hall, reading various classics.

As for Yanning Mountain, he never went back.

The disciples of Yanning Mountain practice outside the Golden Palace on weekdays, studying the secret techniques taught by their master. Occasionally, Taoist Kang Yan will give some advice when he comes out of seclusion.

As a person who betrayed his master, Fu Lan practiced different techniques and secrets from those taught by Taoist Kang Yan, so there was no need to stay on the mountain.

On this day, Gu Xiuyun was reading scriptures when suddenly a figure walked into the other courtyard.

"Junior Brother Mingdu, there is still half an hour before the mid-month sermon, let's set off!" Taoist Master Mingxian said.

"So fast?" Gu Xiuyun looked to his side in surprise. There was a water drain there. It was almost midnight.

The stone slips in his hand were only half-read. The ancient text annotations were extremely complicated, and it was very laborious to read. Each volume of the stone slips took half an hour.

"The sermon in the middle of the month is a major event in the sect. The elders are very angry, so you can't be late." Taoist Mingxian reminded in a deep voice that he had been late once in the past, and he was really punished.

"In that case, let's set off quickly!"

Gu Xiuyun put down the classics and followed Taoist Mingxian out of the Secret Law Hall.

Deep in the Wuhen Sect, there is a huge Taoist platform.

The Taoist platform is ten miles in diameter, connected by hundreds of three-foot-thick iron cables, hanging horizontally in mid-air.

The disciples from Jiuling Seventy-two Mountains walked onto the stage one after another and took their seats under the guidance of the deacon disciples.

According to the rules of the Wuhen Sect, all disciples of the Pulse Opening Realm can have their own futon seats, while the disciples of the Purifying Pulse Realm can only watch from outside the Taoist platform.

Gu Xiuyun and Taoist Mingxian arrived quite late. When they arrived, the Taoist platform was almost full, leaving only a few empty seats.

"Senior Brother Mingxian, why are you so late every time?" the deacon disciple who was guarding outside the Taoist platform looked resentful. "The person preaching this time is Elder Jun Sheng. He has a bad temper. If you let him know that you are like this I'm so lazy, I can't go to Yinfeng Cave for another month."

"Yes, yes, senior brother, I won't dare to do it next time." Taoist Mingxian said repeatedly.

The deacon disciple snorted, said no more, and pointed to the futons at the back.

Taoist Mingxian quickly pulled Gu Xiuyun forward and sat on a futon.

A moment later, there were clouds and mist coming from the end of the sky, and a figure stood on the top of the clouds. Although the figure was small, the aura was extremely powerful. Before Gu Xiuyun even raised his head, he felt an invisible pressure shrouding his heart.

"An expert in the Douxiao Realm is indeed not comparable to the Kai Pulse Realm." Gu Xiuyun thought to himself.

The majestic momentum alone is enough to overwhelm a practitioner of the Purification Pulse Realm. No wonder the Wuhen Sect does not allow the Purification Pulse Realm to ascend the Taoist platform.

As the invisible pressure became stronger and stronger, Gu Xiuyun felt like he was holding up a big mountain, and the spiritual power in his body surged out to fight against the invisible pressure.

At this moment, the invisible pressure suddenly disappeared. Gu Xiuyun suddenly felt relaxed and raised his head to look around.

I saw Taoist Mingxian with a solemn face, still resisting the suppressive momentum of the Douxiao Realm expert.

In addition to him, there are many practitioners of the second level of Kaimai who are also fighting against invisible pressure.

After a long time, spiritual power surged around Taoist Mingxian, and the aura that pressed on him disappeared.

"Huh, it seems that I have made some progress in this month of practice. The time I can resist the star power has been extended by three breaths." Taoist Mingxian was a little proud.

"Star power?" Gu Xiuyun was thoughtful.

It seems that the invisible aura just now is the so-called star power. I heard that strong people in the Douxiao Realm can feel the stars and have unpredictable power, and star power should be one of them.

"Senior Brother Mingxian can sustain himself under the star power for a long time, which is far beyond that of his peers. Unlike me, I can't hold on after only a moment." Another disciple of the Kai Pulse Realm flattered.

"My little ability is nothing. Look at the nine disciples. I'm afraid the elders can't suppress them even if they push their star power to the extreme." Taoist Mingxian pointed at the disciples at the front.

Gu Xiuyun followed Taoist Mingxian's gaze and saw nine disciples sitting at the front of the Taoist platform. All of them were wearing green robes with white patterns, and they were exuding strong spiritual power.

The black-patterned green robe is the attire of ordinary disciples, while the white-patterned green robe can generally only be worn by the mountain master.

But the nine highest-ranking disciples in the Seventy-Two Mountains of Jiuling are also qualified to wear it.

In terms of status, they are no less than ordinary mountain owners.

Under the suppression of Xingli, the expressions of the nine major disciples did not change. They have all reached the fourth level of opening meridians. In terms of cultivation, they are far superior to the Mingxian Taoist. In addition, they have exquisite secret techniques. If they take action, I am afraid that ten Mingxian Taoists will be defeated. , are no match for them.

"In two years' time, it will be the next round of selection of the nine major disciples. I wonder if I have any hope?" Taoist Mingxian looked confused.

The selection of the nine major disciples takes place every ten years. If you are selected, you can enter the Shangyuan Hall to practice for ten years. You must know that the Shangyuan Hall is the training place for the leader. There is plenty of spiritual energy in it, there is no shortage of external medicine, and it can also With regular guidance from elders, one year of practice is worth twenty years outside.

Ten years later, although he could no longer participate in the selection of the nine major disciples, his cultivation had already far exceeded his peers. The nine major disciples in the first two rounds have now joined the six halls and three divisions, taking charge of sect affairs.

And the nine major disciples of this round have also cultivated to the fourth level of opening pulses. Compared with other disciples of the Ming Dynasty, the gap is simply unbelievable.

"Senior Brother Mingxian has cultivated Mu Xing Tian Guan to almost perfection. Opening the third heaven is just around the corner. There is also great hope to become the nine major disciples." Gu Xiu Yun said with a smile.

"Junior Brother Mingdu, please stop praising me. I know my own abilities." Taoist Mingxian shook his head.

In terms of talent, Taoist Mingxian is indeed not bad, but he has a lazy personality. On weekdays, he likes to stay in the Secret Hall and read some unofficial history. As for his cultivation, he spends three days fishing and two days drying nets.

But this kind of life is what Mingxian Taoist likes most.