"The world is founded, and everything is prosperous. Starting a business is in line with the times, and new things are renewed..."

The sound was flickering and deafening. Whether it was the head of the sect, the elders and deacons, the inner disciples lifted their clothes and kowtowed to worship the ancestors. The new disciples also followed suit, like a wave, black.

Li Xianyuan also leaned over and sat cross-legged.

Anyway, I hid in a corner and no one noticed it.

Joke, I just knelt down to his incarnation just after chatting with Lu Dongbin, wouldn’t it make him laugh at? Isn’t it true that Lu Dongbin is hiding where he is watching Li Xianyuan’s joke?

Having said that, Li Xianyuan's mentality and identity are somewhat indecipherable. As a 240th generation disciple of the Chunyang Sect, which is the 240th generation disciple of Lu Dongbin, the difference is almost two thousand years. But he is holding his arms and one of the Eight Immortals. Moreover, Li Xianyuan does not regard him as his master.

It would be fine if this is the case, but Li Xianyuan respectfully called Ning Jiya, the 232nd generation disciple, as his master, which is not unreasonable.

After kneeling three times and knocking nine times, people around him stood up one after another. Li Xianyuan also pretended to have just gotten up and slapped the Taoist robe and sat back in front of the desk.

Not long after, another person squeezed to his side. He was a handsome young man with a simple sword on his back. He stared at Li Xianyuan for a while and showed a piece of white teeth: "Fourth Junior Brother."

Li Xianyuan looked at him, stared at him, stood up and bowed: "I have met the second senior brother."

He heard from his master describe the appearance of his second senior brother. At this time, he was also called Junior Brother Li Xianyuan, and he was the one who was ten.

According to the master, the second senior brother looks young, but in fact he is nearly forty years old.

"You are polite, junior brother." The second senior brother hurriedly held Li Xianyuan and pulled him down. He didn't expect to take the teacup on the table and drank it all. He shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that it's not wine."

"..." Li Xianyuan was speechless. He thought to himself that it was a pity that the second senior brother would not be Lu Dongbin's disciple. He raised his head slightly and looked at the dazzling starry sky and said in his heart.

Lu Yan, Lu Yan, I didn’t drink the cup of tea you poured me.

"Senior brother, I have an errand in Chu State. I heard that the master came back in a hurry after finding a new disciple. There is nothing valuable. I will give you this item and I can help you in the event of a crisis. Where is the junior sister, I will send one to her."

Before he could sit down, the second senior brother was about to leave.

Li Xianyuan pointed to the banquet where his master was. The second senior brother nodded and laughed, patted Li Xianyuan on the shoulder a few times and hurriedly squeezed away the crowd and walked away.

Li Xianyuan looked down at the thing that the second senior brother gave him, which was a jade plaque...

With a light tsk, Li Xianyuan put it in his arms. Speaking of which, the jade token given by Elder Niu was useless in the end.

The introductory ceremony did not retreat until late at night. The second senior brother hurried away. Ning Jiya took Li Xianyuan and Lu Nianlei back to the peak. When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Li Xianyuan suddenly spoke out and wanted to step up alone.

Ning Jiya did not stop him and let Li Xianyuan come down. Lu Nianlei was worried: "It's better for me to go with my senior brother."

"He wants to have some insights and let him leave by himself. Besides, there is no danger at the foot of Chunyang Mountain."

Lu Nianlei was puzzled: "But my senior brother has not yet practiced, why did he have any insights?"

Ning Jiya patiently explained: "No matter whoever has the understanding, otherwise how could there be the truth of enlightenment under the Bodhi tree? The deeper the understanding of all things in your heart, the less difficult it is when you reach the level of state. Don't look at your senior brother's worst qualifications, but even your mind is a bit sighing... "

Following Ning Jiya, the sound was so faint that she could not be seen. Li Xianyuan looked up and looked at the "Road to the Sky" from afar and stepped onto the steps.

Ning Jiya said that she had no idea about half of it. Li Xianyuan had no idea, but for some reason, she suddenly wanted to hike up the mountain.

Looking up at the mountain scenery, the lights are like stars, blending into one with the stars in the sky. A half-full moon rises from behind, illuminating the road below.

There were countless mountain roads, and Li Xianyuan walked by the side room of the disciples of Yangqingfeng. Walking upwards a hundred feet, Li Xianyuan suddenly heard a cry.

After a little hesitation, Li Xianyuan stepped forward. He stood in front of the door and looked around the low wall. He saw a young man in a civilian dress, squeezing a set of fists.

The sound of punching broke through the air, which showed that the young man was trying his best to control his strength so as not to disturb other disciples in the room.

This place is not far from the foot of the mountain, and most of them are registered disciples. A little higher than that of the outer disciples, and the inner disciples are also better than those of the outer disciples.

Even the world of cultivation cannot avoid these worlds. But it is fair. If you don’t have talent, you can work hard and climb up step by step.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the boy finally found Li Xianyuan under the short wall, and the golden thread was shining under the moonlight. The boy was stunned, as if he was thinking about what his Taoist robe was. He clasped his fists and said, "Uncle Master!"

He still couldn't recognize Li Xianyuan's clothes.

Under the cold moonlight, the young man's honest and honest face turned red. I don't know if it was heat or excitement. Li Xianyuan thought about it and took out the jade bottle that the master had used to hold the pills that he had improved his cultivation. He shook it slightly, and heard the shaking sound, and threw it out.

The jade bottle dripped a curve and fell into the hands of the boy who was busy taking it.

"This..." He stared at Li Xianyuan blankly.

Li Xianyuan nodded to him and turned around and left.

According to the ginseng exercises, it is useless for him to use medicines to improve his cultivation. Only spiritual energy in the world can increase his cultivation. Except for all other things, they are useless.

This is just a convenient move for Li Xianyuan.

The boy stood in the courtyard and stared at the wall for a long time. He then remembered that he lowered his head and hurriedly opened the jade bottle stopper.

The fragrance is so refreshing, I ask for a mouthful of sip.

After another moment of silence, the young man knelt down and kowtowed to the direction Li Xianyuan left, and his forehead was red, swollen, bleeding and blood were still unknown.

...

On the other side, Li Xianyuan stepped up the steps. He seemed to have realized something in an instant, his steps were different from the past, and he felt a sense of firmness.

There are countless people in this world. Among the countless people, a few have spiritual roots.

Only a few of the few people discovered this, such as the immortal sect’s practice.

Only a small number of this group of people can be favored by the Immortal Sect and become immortal cultivators. Those who are not selected will either go home to farm, or go to other sects to encounter walls again and again until one day they take the chance to be admitted to the Immortal Sect.

Most of the people who were favored by the Immortal Sect, except for some of whom are outstanding in talent or special identities, have become inexperienced disciples. They either work hard or take shortcuts, hoping that one day they can leap at the dragon gate.

However, Li Xianyuan was no different from them in the final analysis. However, Li Xianyuan rose to heaven in one step, whether in the folk or after entering the immortal sect. A poem became a sixth-rank marquis above ten thousand people. His performance jumped up and became a personal disciple. He had never experienced setbacks. He felt in his heart that all this seemed not so difficult to obtain. Everything was attainable.

This made Li Xianyuan look down on his identity, cultivation, and age a lot.

If this continues, Li Xianyuan will sooner or later lose his original intention. Perhaps he will remain calm, but he will also be arrogant.
Chapter completed!