Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

"May I have your name?"

"Master, my disciple's lay name is Ding Lan!"

"What a good name. I live in Guanyun Peak as my master. From now on, you will be Guanyun Peak's junior sister!" Qing Ling looked at Ding Lan and smiled slightly: "Can we leave now?"

This tone seemed to be asking for Ding Lan's opinion.

Seeing this scene in Xu Changan's eyes, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but feel bitter.

"Master, wait for me, I'll say goodbye to him!" Ding Lan came to Xu Changan's side, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes: "Practice well, I will come to see you often in the future!"

"Yeah!" Xu Changan nodded.

"And... um..." Ding Lan's face turned red: "If you miss me, you can come over and see me!"

"OK!"

Ding Lan turned around and reached out to pat Dabai's body twice: "Dabai, goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

"Junior Sister!" Xu Changan suddenly thought of something and shouted as he looked at Ding Lan who was about to leave. He planned to take out his talisman and give one or two to Ding Lan for self-defense. .

Unexpectedly, this shout made Zhao Dewu and Qing Ling look over with frowns at the same time.

Zhao Dewu even cursed loudly, saying: "Don't be rude...Senior Sister Ding is a direct disciple of Guanyun Peak, and her status is much higher than yours. Do you deserve to call her Junior Sister? Remember, I will see you later." The disciples of the sect, no matter how big or small, must be respectfully addressed as senior brother and senior sister..."

Xu Changan was stunned for a moment and said: "Yes, senior sister, walk slowly!"

Ding Lan looked a little sad.

"Let's go!" The elder Qing Ling next to him took Ding Lan's hand. As soon as he waved his whisk, a piece of golden light rose into the sky, and he disappeared in an instant.

Xu Changan stood in a daze at the gate of Taixuanmen Mountain, looking at the dissipated golden light, feeling neither sad nor happy for a moment!

"Junior brother!" The stooped white-haired old man put on a kind expression: "I scolded you just now, master. Don't take it to heart. Inner disciples are noble, if you can't tell the difference between them. If you come from a high or low position, I'm afraid it will make Uncle Qingling very angry. When the anger is directed at you, it won't be as simple as just being scolded!"

"Come on, follow me to the outer gate, and I'll tell you the rules of this Taixuan Gate!"

"Yes!" Xu Changan followed Zhao Dewu respectfully and asked softly: "May I ask, senior brother, why is this a registered disciple?"

Zhao Dewu twitched the corner of his mouth twice and said: "Junior brother... that Taixuan Immortal Order should be yours, right? The Ding family's senior sister also took advantage of your immortal light and went to Taixuan with you?"

Xu Changan nodded.

Zhao Dewu said: "You are really making wedding clothes for others!"

"This path of cultivation is all about the same lineage. If you are accepted as a true disciple, the master and the disciple will have a causal relationship with each other. Please forgive me, junior brother, if you really worship the Five Elements Spiritual Root, Being under the sect of Uncle Qingxu may bring down the luck of Uncle Qingxu..."

Forehead……

Xu Changan suddenly felt insulted.

"This so-called registered disciple!" Zhao Dewu finally got to the point: "It is just a false name. The master does not teach the Dharma, does not care about the Tao, does not protect him, and does not give away treasures. Naturally, there is no karma between the master and the disciple. Luck is involved. To put it bluntly, it’s just a name that gives you a chance to stay in Taixuan Sect!”

"Junior brother, don't take it too seriously. If you find a good place to go in the future, you don't need to let the sect know about it. You can choose another teacher on your own!"

After saying this, Xu Changan felt relaxed.

Apart from anything else, he just couldn't bear the fact that this true disciple practiced with his master every day. After all, Xu Changan was a little less courageous to dare to practice the Nine Nether Blood Meridian under his master's nose.

Now I'm fine, I pray for the protection of being under the Taixuan Sect, and being far away from the control of the master's sect, so that I can practice freely and as I please. By accident, it suited Xu Changan's thoughts.

"And your Senior Sister Ding, uh... Junior Sister Ding..." Zhao Dewu continued nagging: "Don't think too much about it, I won't be with you in the future!"

Xu Changan said: "I hope Senior Sister Ding can practice smoothly in the future. It seems that Senior Uncle Qingling has a good temper!"

"Good temper?" The white-bearded old man stopped, stared at Xu Changan for two seconds, and then sneered: "There are a total of fourteen peak masters in the Upper Seven Peaks and Lower Seven Peaks in Taixuan Sect. Who are they?" Is one easy to get along with?"

"Let's go, don't mind my old man nagging on and on!" Zhao Dewu continued to walk forward: "I'm ninety-seven years old this year... Sigh... The road is difficult. It's rare to meet someone who is exactly like me. The Five Elements Spiritual Root... I said a few more words, junior brother, you don’t need to be offended!”

"Let's go, I'll take you to find a better place to live!"

Within the gate of Taixuanmen and under the lower seven peaks, there is a large continuous mountain that stretches for hundreds of miles. The sect has opened several residences for the outer sect disciples in three open areas of the valley, collectively called Taixuan outer sect. The courtyards here are lined up in rows. Xu Changan looked from a distance and saw that there were hundreds of courtyards in just one of the valleys.

Here, every named disciple has his own courtyard.

Xu Changan was naturally assigned to a pretty good yard.

This is his personal space from now on.

After entering the room and locking up the formation in the courtyard, Xu Changan sat cross-legged on the ground and took out a jade slip.

This was given by Zhao Dewu, who said that it recorded some rules of Taixuan Sect and the common sense of life for these registered disciples.

Xu Changan took a quick look and had a general understanding of the outer sect of Taixuan Sect. The outer sect disciples were nothing and lived by their own abilities. They could accept various tasks from the sect, and after completing the tasks, they would receive contributions from the sect, and then exchange the contributions from the sect for various materials for cultivation in the inner sect. However, these materials were also redundant things that the big guys above did not need.

Often, the efforts of the outer sect disciples for one or several years were not as good as the monthly salary of the inner sect disciples.

Xu Changan threw the jade slip aside and put the sect aside, and regarded this place as a shelter for the time being.

He took out the Nine Nether Blood Sutra and recited the formula of the fourth level.

But after reciting it, as soon as he started to impact the fourth drop of blood, Xu Changan's face became bitter.

Judging from his usual experience, it would be impossible to condense this fourth drop of blood and impact the fourth level of Qi Refining without more than eight years.

This is very hopeless!

Eight years!

The fourth level took eight years, and the fifth level?

The next six, seven, eight... twelve levels in total, wouldn't that take hundreds of years?

Haven't you seen that the ninety-seven-year-old Zhao Dewu is already nagging that he doesn't have many years left to live. If he can't break through to the foundation-building stage, the cultivators in the Qi Refining stage will only live for a hundred years.

How can the twelve levels of the Nine Nether Blood Sutra be cultivated in just a hundred years?