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After the commander finished the command, he took out a peanut from his arms and flicked it into the water mirror. Xuanyouzi, who was sleeping on the crouching stone, was choked in his nose by the peanuts, and immediately sneezed and turned over. The stone fell down and was struggling with pain.

Lu Zhengkang was taken aback, "Brother Tang's crime does not end here."

"If you have offended the head, what do you want? I told him to entertain the guests well, but he was lazy!" The head turned to Lu Zhengkang with a smile, "Young man, don't be afraid, joining our Kunlun Palace is like returning As at home, as long as you practice devoutly, you will surely be able to ascend to the immortal world in the future. I think you have a solid foundation and full of merits. You are really a rare cultivator..."

The more Lu Zhengkang looked at the head of the head, the stranger his eyes were. His quivering lips and a trembling thick black goatee, a pair of shiny eyes under thick eyebrows flashed with seemingly kind gazes, looking very energetic. How could God's middle-aged handsome old man languish?

It's no wonder that just now the Sixth Master and Daoist Master was so solemn to let Lu Zhengkang reconsider. It turned out that it was not because of someone having any painful past, but a kind of persuasion.

Lu Zhengkang raised his hand, "What? Is it too late for me to leave now?"

The head categorically said: "It is impossible! Come to our Kunlun Palace, that is our people! Congratulations, congratulations!"

Chapter 806 How is life like a lamp

The mentoring system of Kunlun Palace is more free than traditional.

There is no real master-disciple relationship here, and every disciple can seek truth from any elder of the previous generation.However, you can still pick one and consider it your own teacher.As for the real master, one is the Sanqing Patriarch and the other is Heaven.

Disciples of the same generation are ranked in order of entry.

Xuanyouzi is the eldest disciple of this generation, and that little Daotong is the second disciple, Lu Zhengkang, he is the third.None of these three came in because of the Fairy Fate Conference. Xuanyouzi was a war orphan picked up by the head in his early years, and the second child Tao Ranzi was the only biological heir of the seven disciples of the previous generation.

Tao Ranzi's father should be dead, but his corpse was born with spiritual wisdom, and he is still considered to be from Kunlun Palace.

What’s interesting about the ranking method here is that Tang Yunteng’s name for the elders is the 25th-generation elder disciple. When he calls the elder disciple Xuehongzi of the previous generation, he has to be called the master and uncle, and then he has to be the master. Call him the second uncle.And Tao Ranzi correspondingly called Chen Chenzi, the head of the master, the second uncle, and Chang Gezi, the third disciple of the previous generation, the third uncle.

Of course, if someone is shown as a teacher, just call the teacher respectfully.

In Kunlun Palace there are more than 20 old guys of two generations. They are basically real immortals in the world. They are called Taoists. They don’t usually live in Dengxiantai. They mainly stay in the main peak, Chilou, Youxu, Yaochi and Dragon. The acupoint is to preside over the operation of the martial art, and also to be part of the facade. The third is to keep a distance and try not to let one's Taoist rhyme affect the practice of the younger generations. Finally, it is to facilitate the avoidance of robbery.

Lu Zhengkang’s initiation ceremony was arranged in the afternoon. Seeing it was dusk, the seven disciples of the twenty-fourth generation and the three descendants of the twenty-fifth generation gathered. First, they went to the Dashu Pavilion to worship the three Qing ancestors, and then sent a memorial text. , For the immortal world, the content is to the effect that Kunlun Palace has added a new disciple, hope the ancestors will bless the clouds.Finally, everyone went to the top of the mountain together, burned incense and prayed to heaven.

The head took a white silk flag with the word "Tao" written on it, held it in both hands and spread it out, letting Lu Zhengkang kneel in front of the flag, and he did as he said.

"This Suyun Daoxin Banner is the treasure handed down by the second generation of patriarchs. Although it looks ordinary, it has the magical effect of seeing reincarnation and reflecting Daoxin. I am the true head of the 24th generation of Kunlun Palace. Chen Chenzi, the disciple Lu Zhengkang under my seat, obey the order!"

"The disciple is here." Lu Zhengkang still obeyed, and he did not oppose this tradition.

"Zongmen law, strict rules, one day for Kunlun Palace, you must not deceive your masters and destroy your ancestors, you must not treachery, and you must not harm your ancestors, can you hold it?" , It seems to be a stretched shadow, like a belly exposed in the universe, countless stars, all beings rolling in the chaotic system.

"Sustainable."

"The disciple of the disciple should be good at heart and not harm the common people, can you hold it?"

"Disciples can be held."

The people of Kunlun Palace on both sides of the servants all smiled.

The head also smiled, "The last one, on the road of spiritual practice, don't be afraid, be peaceful and happy, can you hold on to it?"

"Disciples can be held."

"Get up, you will be the third disciple of the 25th generation of Kunlun Palace in the future. It just so happens that we are all the younger generation, I will introduce to you." The head put the silk flag away and came forward to lift Lu Zhengkang.

There are a total of seven disciples in the twenty-fourth generation, all of whom are great masters.

The eldest disciple Luo Xuehong, the Taoist name Xuehongzi, is a young man with an elegant face, looking younger than the juniors, and his smile is very light, reminiscent of the clear waves of plum blossom petals falling on the shallow pond.

The second disciple is the wicked master Chenchen. The layman's name is Fu Chenkong, and his name is very refined, but he handles most mundane affairs.

The eldest son, Chang Gechun, is a long vocalist, with a simple and dignified appearance and a very magnetic subwoofer.

The fourth meal Xiazi is a dull and speechless person, only nodding to Lu Zhengkang.Contrary to him, the old fifth generation Xuanzi was a very smart person, wearing a blue gauze robe, with a nice fragrance of vegetation, ginger, mint, gardenia, and juniper, which reminded Lu Zhengkang of Qingningzi's The smell of turpentine.

Uncle Sixth Master is full of wine, and his dharma name is swaying. He is one of the few monks in the world who uses wine to enter the Tao, and he created a "Monument Brewing Lidian", which can be regarded as a talent in heaven.

The last Uncle Seven was a zombie. He did not inherit the name of his life. He claimed to be sad. His face was blue and white, lips were purple and black, and his figure was very tall. He had silver hair draped around his waist, and his nails on both hands were dark. He held his left hand. Holding Tao Ranzi's palm, this pair of weird father and daughter seemed to have a good relationship.

Compared with Tao Ranzi, the happy Taoist boy, Lu Zhengkang and Xuanyouzi are both like happy orphans. Speaking of which, Lu Zhengkang has to call her the second senior sister.

It’s October 11th in the sixty years of Tiancang, one month away from the Fairy Fate Conference, when the world will be there, and the apprenticeship ceremony will be held again, which is to bring Lu Zhengkang to know the seniors of Huanyu, and declare with the world The newly added disciple of Kunlun Palace.I just don't know if Lu Zhengkang will have one or two more junior and junior younger sisters by then. It's unlikely to come.

The head arranged for Lu Zhengkang to live, which was a dilapidated thatched house, which was said to be built by a certain eleventh generation patriarch. Dengxiantai was used as a residential area since the tenth generation. For two to three thousand years, thanks to the remaining Taoist rhyme of the Patriarch, this has not been destroyed by wind, frost, rain and snow.However, the house is indeed very old and very old. It is too old. What is the concept of two or three thousand years? It is almost a strange thing to let a modern person playing with a smartphone live in the old house of Qin Chao.

The first night Lu Zhengkang moved in, he had just cleaned the only furniture in the house, a stone bed. Here, the head of the house brought Xuanyouzi and Tao Ranzi to give him warmth.

A quilt, a porcelain pillow, and a copper oil lamp, that's all, not even a change of clothes or bath supplies.

The head was here to take a look. With his hands empty, he nodded and left when he saw that Lu Zhengkang was able to adapt to the environment. Xuan Yuzi stuffed the bedding into Lu Zhengkang's arms, wandered leisurely and ran to the bed to sit down, little Tao Ranzi, the second elder sister of China, did a good job, and gently jumped up, put the oil lamp on the quilt Lu Zhengkang was holding, and then ran to the bed and sat down.

Lu Zhengkang watched the oil lamp tremble on the soft quilt, and the oil fluctuated slightly, which looked dangerous.He reluctantly said: "Big Brother and Second Sister, this is your fault. Take two more steps and put things on the bed. It's better to let me turn my hands first."

"This is a rule!" Xuanyouzi lay down comfortably.

"This is a rule!" Tao Ranzi also lay down comfortably.

Lu Zhengkang put the quilt at the end of the bed, twisted the oil lamp, and placed it at the foot of the bed. It was dark and there were no lamps or candles in the room. Except for the master Xuanyouzi, the remaining two laymen who were still building the foundation could not see it. Too clear.

Xuan Youzi urged, "Third Junior Brother, please turn on the lamp, so that your Second Senior Sister's small eyes will fall down.

The ground in the house was indeed pitted and it was not safe to walk.

According to Lu Zhengkang, he lighted the oil lamp and polished the wick with his inner gas. The burning lamp oil gave off a fresh fragrance of plants and trees, and a little bean-sized sprout illuminates the room.

The three of them all lay down on the bed with their legs stretched out. Tao Ranzi was still a child and his legs swayed.

Chatting with each other, by midnight, the Seventh Master Uncle came over to pick Tao Ranzi away in grief, and Xuanyouzi also said goodbye. Only Lu Zhengkang was left in the room with the oil lamp still on.

The first night in Kunlun Palace was very warm.

Chapter 807 Pastoral

Today is October 13th of Tiancang's 60th year. Lu Zhengkang got up early and went to the top of the mountain. Tao Ranzi was already here. He was accompanied by Uncle Seven's sadness. This corpse monk was holding a burnt oiled paper umbrella. In the early autumn morning when the skyline is half-bright, the shadows under the oil-paper umbrellas are extraordinarily deep. The shadows have almost a light texture, and the dust sways in the shadows like trembling dandelion bushes.

"Hello Uncle Seven."

Turning his head in sadness, he gave Lu Zhengkang a stiff but warm smile, "Nephew Sanshi, I got up a little bit late, and practiced harder."

Lu Zhengkang was about to say yes, the little sister Tao Ranzi turned her head to teach her dead ghost father, "Don't be so strict with others! You know how to make comments!"

He was stunned for a moment, and nodded to Tao Ranzi, "It makes sense." He turned his head and nodded to Lu Zhengkang, "Nephew, it's mine."

Lu Zhengkang is a little embarrassed now. Tao Ranzi is kind to do bad things. Of course, he also sees the lack of emotion in the Seventh Master Uncle, but this kind of guidance should not be left to a child to complete, "Uncle Master taught a lot. Yes, I am tired and lazy."

Tao Ranzi pouted, "Why do you turn your elbows out!"

Lu Zhengkang complained: "Aren't you the one who turned the elbow out, little sister?"