After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 229

Finally, Yan Congzhi turned to Taoist Master Haoping for help, and the latter sent his eldest disciple Yuanjia to come with a basket of newly grown peach and plum berries to apologize.

Minghong Sect does not have food for mortals. After all, the minimum standard for joining the sect is to build a foundation, and the practitioners who have built a foundation have already completed the fasting period. No one needs the cycle of grains to interfere with the true energy in the body.

The disciples who were in charge of the garden were fortunate enough to see their silver-haired senior brother, who did not meditate and practice in the middle of the night, but inexplicably came out to use his true energy to stimulate the growth of fruit trees for burning medicine, and then picked a basket of ordinary fruits and sneaked out of Chilian Peak.

Ni Yangzhou failed to meet Yuanjia. Yuanjia put down the basket and wanted to wait for a while, but he ran away with a look from Guanjiao Zhenren who came out of the bamboo house.

The boy ate a big meal and got a promise from his master that he would not go hungry the next day.

The next morning, Ni Yangzhou woke up from his meditation. He had trouble sleeping the night before and felt alert and didn't want to sleep, so he circulated his Qi as his master had taught him during the day. He did not feel tired after practicing all night.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was dazzled by the shining silver hair.

"Are you awake?"

Yuan Jia was peeling a peach in front of Ni Yangzhou's couch out of boredom: "Here, this is for you to eat."

Ni Yangzhou looked at Yuanjia and looked around, only to see that the bamboo door was wide open and there was no sign of his master.

"Your master has gone down the mountain. Oh, he has left the barrier and gone to the place where mortals live. I saw him leaving when I came here, so I came in."

Ni Yangzhou nodded, took the peach, and was a little traumatized, so he didn't move his mouth.

Yuan Jia was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I didn't know you couldn't eat Lu Ning grass."

Ni Yangzhou turned a disaster into a blessing as he learned the method of cultivation, but Yuan Jia did something wrong. He was too careless and thought that he didn't need to be careful since he had come to the master's sect.

Finally, the boy shook his head: "Nothing."

Yuan Jia looked at the young man and felt that he seemed very mature, while he himself seemed unstable. He took the initiative to say, "I heard from Master that you are going to the monastery today. Can I take you there? I know the place well and can lead the way for you. I guarantee that you won't go the wrong way!"

Ni Yangzhou didn't know when Yan Congzhi would come back, and he didn't want to be late on the first day of "school", so he responded, "Thank you, nephew."

Yuan Jia said with a bitter face: "Let's discuss it. Can you please call me by my Taoist name?"

The young man was not much older than himself, and he did not feel too distant from his active and idle nephew. At this moment, he opened his mouth seriously:

"Okay, nephew Yuanjia."

Yuan Jia grunted as he poured out a bunch of peeled apples, pears and peaches from the basket: "I peeled them for you for free."

Ni Yangzhou smiled and said, "Thank you Yuanjia."

The silver-haired fairy grass spirit finally smiled again with his eyes narrowed.

Ni Yangzhou finished his meal in a few bites, washed his hands and face, and changed into the clothes and shoes given by Yan Congzhi. Although they were old items, they were as clean as new and could even automatically adapt to the size of the body.

Except for the changing of clothes, Yuanjia was watching the whole process with shining eyes. He kept commenting as he watched, thinking that the descriptions in the storybooks had finally come true.

It turns out that ordinary people really have to do everything themselves.

Just as the two were about to go out, Yan Congzhi came over.

Ni Yangzhou immediately looked up and greeted: "Good morning, Master."

Yan Congzhi looked at Yuan Jia who was sneaking around behind the boy, nodded to Ni Yangzhou, and threw a ring in his hand:

"Morning meal."

This time, he didn't need the master to teach him. Ni Yangzhou was about to stick the ring on his forehead when Yuan Jia whispered to him from behind:

"You can use the storage ring without the need for a spirit platform if you wear it without recognizing its owner."

At this moment, Yan Congzhi opened his mouth and said, "Just put it on."

Ni Yangzhou answered the two with an "hmm", then put on the ring and found that it was filled with all kinds of food and delicacies, all fresh and steaming. The space inside the ring was very large, enough for him to enjoy every day for many years.

The young man looked up and smiled, "Thank you, Master. I have already had breakfast and am about to go to the monastery."

Yuan Jia also poked half of his face out from behind Ni Yangzhou and said, "Master, I will go with Xiaozhou and introduce him to the way so that he will know the way."

Yan Congzhi wanted to take it himself, but suddenly remembered the many discussions among the disciples when he was with the young man yesterday. He thought that if he did not show up, there might be less trouble. He looked at the young man, who did not show any dissatisfaction, so he agreed:

"Don't play around, listen carefully to the class."

Ni Yangzhou nodded seriously.

Seeing that he was no longer needed, Yan Congzhi turned around and went back into the bamboo house. Yuan Jia and Ni Yangzhou walked out of the yard together and walked to the peak. Yuan Jia said:

"Everyone says that Master Guanjiao is cold and aloof, and it's true. He finally accepted a disciple, but all he talks about is cultivation. How inhumane."

Ni Yangzhou didn't want to hear such words, and retorted: "Master found food for me and provided me with accommodation for further studies. My second parents are nothing more than this. How can you say that?"

Yuan Jia acted as if the other person had never seen the world: "That's because you have never seen Master Guan Mi take a disciple."

Ni Yangzhou was not envious at all, he felt that his master was good enough.

Yuan Jia murmured, "I think the Taoist name was given by the old ancestor the wrong way round. 'Therefore, one should always be without desire in order to observe its subtlety; one should always have desire in order to observe its boundary.' As a result, the one who takes care of people all day long is Master Guan Miao, while the one who has no desires and is devoted to cultivation is your Master Guan Jie."

Ni Yangzhou was confused. What does it mean to have desire or not?

Yuan Jia saw the other party's confusion and asked, "Have you never read the Tao Te Ching? It's an introductory book."

Ni Yangzhou shook his head. He couldn't even recognize words, so how could he read scriptures?

As an immortal herb, Yuanjia had been tortured by Taoist scriptures and theories during his years in the monastery. Looking at the young man, he just smacked his lips and said:

"Then you'll have to bear it."

Ni Yangzhou was not worried about the large amount of things he had to learn. Instead, he was looking forward to gaining knowledge, reading, writing, and practicing Taoism in the monastery.

Yuanjia picked up the young man, and a cloud of water mist appeared in the air, in which a huge round pottery basin was faintly visible. It was Yuanjia's flying magic weapon.

"By the way, Xiaozhou, what is your spiritual root?"

Ni Yangzhou shook his head again and said he knew nothing about anything.

Yuan Jia's understanding of Yan Congzhi has been further deepened. Now, imitating his reliable master, he dutifully gave a brief introduction to poor little Ni Yangzhou on the way to the monastery.

In the Dharma Ending Age, the spiritual energy available for people to practice cultivation is limited. The Heaven is merciful and has specially set up three precious places for practitioners to meditate and practice. The first is the Galan, the second is the Formless, and the third is the Minghong.

The spiritual energy in the world is divided into five categories: gold, wood, water, fire and earth. The corresponding innate spiritual roots will affect the qualifications. Some people have a single spiritual root, some have double spiritual roots, triple spiritual roots or even five spiritual roots. There is no difference in high or low, only the difference in the method of cultivation.

They are in the Minghong Sect, which is eclectic and accepts many disciples.

There are many people in Galan who enter Taoism through Buddhism, and there are all kinds of practitioners. Mingzong follows the most orthodox practice method, strengthening the body, cultivating the mind, realizing the truth and overcoming tribulations. The most are sword practitioners, but there are also those like Yuanjia Master Haoping Zhenren, who enter through medicine refining.

The young man's master, Yan Congzhi, was an accident. He entered the Tao since birth. In plain words, he had already laid the foundation when he was born.

Both of his parents were high-level cultivators. They ascended to heaven a few years after he was born. The boy was raised by his first master as the second disciple. His spiritual roots were never determined, and Yan Congzhi was not bound by them. He learned everything and had a very good aptitude. In just a few hundred years, he became one of the youngest and most powerful people in Minghong Sect.

Although he is young, he can't resist the love of his senior brother Guan Miao Zhenren to accept disciples, and the disciples who have accepted him also love to accept disciples.

Everyone in the sect calls Yan Cong by his Taoist name - Guanjiao Zhenren. Otherwise, they have to call him Grandfather.

Yuan Jia looked at the young man and said jokingly, "You are lucky. You have a master and gained a lot of fellow apprentices and nephews."

Listening to his master's experience, Ni Yangzhou felt that his master was indeed amazing. At this time, the young man no longer concealed his true nature and said with pride:

"Worship the right master and you will be on a smooth path."

Yuanjia pointed to the monastery at the foot of the mountain and said, "Then I also advise you not to publicize the master's name, so as to avoid causing trouble."

Ni Yangzhou nodded. That was inevitable. He would work hard and not cause any trouble to his master.

Although I don’t know what kind of trouble will arise from the last school.

Yuan Jia controlled the pottery basin to slowly descend. The huge monastery was built magnificently and beautifully, with continuous palaces and painted arches supporting clouds. Some disciples wearing uniform blue Taoist robes were walking into the palace.

Suddenly, someone looked up and saw a pottery basin-shaped instrument slowly descending. A shrill cry suddenly rang out:

“——Oh no!”

"Run!"

"Run! Yuan Jia is coming!"

Ni Yangzhou cast his gaze towards Yuan Jia who was sitting next to him. The other party still squinted his eyes and said cheerfully:

"My junior nephew is not talented, but he is also quite famous in the sect."