In the Hall of Merit of the Taichu Palace, a old Taoist with long eyebrows and drooping chest, his eyes slightly lowered and his mind focused on the jade throne on the ground floor of the hall, was dealing with the vast number of meritorious matters.
Most of the confirmation, recording and distribution of meritorious deeds are automatically processed by the Meritorious Merit Hall, but major entry and exit, as well as the parts above heavenly merits, have dedicated real people responsible for either checking afterwards or reviewing beforehand. If the real people cannot decide,
Then there is also Zhenjun on duty.
Another old Taoist walked over with his hands behind his back. He was also very depressed and had not long left to live.
He walked up to Taoist Changmei and said, "I'm here to replace senior brother. Is there anything strange happening this month?"
Taoist Changmei withdrew his consciousness and sighed: "The war in the north has become more intense. There have been a lot more meritorious deeds and heavenly merits, and the exchanges have been much more than usual. However, many brothers and juniors have also died, which is sad. But just now
There is a strange thing. Wei Yuan, a disciple of Tianqing Palace, used three thousand heavenly skills to ask for permission from Professor Zhang's Six Books on Casting the Body."
The newcomer was shocked: "Three thousand heavenly merits!? Where did he get so much heavenly merits? How can a piece of permission be worth three thousand heavenly merits? Thirty is too much!"
"He wants a lot of places."
"How many more can there be? It can't be three thousand, right? One quota and one day's work? That's too outrageous."
The old Taoist with long eyebrows took a deep breath and said: "He wants one hundred thousand."
The Taoist priest on duty almost stumbled: "How many?!"
Taoist Changmei stood up slowly and said: "I also find it strange that not everyone can practice the Six Books of Casting Body. I heard that there are only about a hundred thousand people in the realm of Wei Yuan's kid, so it is impossible for everyone to be able to practice it."
Do you want to practice?"
The Taoist on duty said: "Don't you and I still know how high the talent requirements for the Six Books of Casting are? Hundreds of thousands of mortals sounds like a lot, and I'm afraid I can't even pick out dozens of those who are suitable for practicing the Six Books of Casting. His
If hundreds of thousands of people are descendants of immortals, that’s enough.”
The long-browed Taoist smiled and said, "Maybe there really are descendants of the Immortal Lord."
The Taoist priest on duty did not laugh, but said: "Three thousand heavenly skills is not a trivial matter. Maybe Wei Yuan's kid is young and ignorant, but Tianqing Palace is not someone who will suffer losses. They are as poor as anything now. I think this matter
It is best to inform True Lord Xuanyue, otherwise if in the future the True Lord denies this matter and becomes anxious with you, you will be in big trouble."
The long-browed Taoist said: "That is indeed the case."
He left in a hurry, and the old Taoist who was on duty sat in his seat, his consciousness sank into the throne, and he began to deal with meritorious matters.
Most of these real people who rotate in the Hall of Merit are old and are approaching the end of their lifespan, and are no longer suitable to go out to fight. Although their combat power has declined, their vision and experience are still there, and they are more than enough to handle merit matters. A rotation lasts for one month, depending on the situation.
Depending on the number of tasks, the number of real people on duty will also change.
When the real person on this rotation saw the changes in the meritorious deeds of the previous month, he took a breath of cold air and said in a voiceless voice: "How come so many people have fallen..."
Tianqing Palace, True Lord Xuan Yue is sitting in the main hall, his breath is obviously a little unstable. At this time, there is only one true person on the left and right of the hall, making Ruoda's main hall look very deserted.
Taoist Changmei stood in the hall and talked about the exchange of Wei Yuan's heavenly power.
Xuan Yue Zhenjun thought for a moment and then said: "This child has his own ideas. Since he has changed like this, then let him do it. As elders, it is not easy for us to interfere."
Taoist Changmei came to inform him, and since the True Lord agreed, he said no more, said goodbye and left. When he was leaving, he suddenly felt the breath of True Lord Xuan Yue in the palace rising and falling, and his heart became heavier.
In the Tianqing Palace, True Lord Xuan Yue coughed lightly and said: "If Fen Hai comes back, let him go to the Western Region to see if there is anything that needs to be taken care of."
A Tianqingdian master next to the seat said: "Junior Brother Fenhai has just penetrated deep into the Liao Territory. I'm afraid he won't be able to escape for a while. By the way, the Cui family will soon have a flying boat to Qingming. It is said that there are many loaded with it. It is hopeless.
Disciples of Zhuji. There are still some young disciples in our two palaces who are in need of experience, so why not take this ship over? It is to gain experience in the Northern Territory, and it is also to gain experience in the Western Region."
Another Shuiyue Palace master said: "The war in the north is tense, but we send our disciples to the Western Regions. Will it cause criticism?"
Master Tianqing Palace snorted loudly and said: "Our two palaces have also lost a lot of people, who can say anything? At worst, I will go to the front line for a period of rotation, and exchange the opportunity for my disciples to go to the Western Regions!"
Master Shuiyuedian sighed, but couldn't say anything.
At this time, True Lord Xuanyue suddenly said: "You are in the critical period of cultivation. If you are still staying in the palace to continue your enlightenment, you may have half a chance of breakthrough in the future. I will just go to the front line."
The two real people were shocked and said hurriedly: "You have not recovered from your injury, and you have just come back. How can you go to the front line again?"
Xuan Yue Zhenjun said: "The Liao tribe is about to attack the northern mountain gate, we can't sit back and watch. Besides, we old guys should give more space for the younger generations to grow up. How many disciples are planning to go to the Western Region this time?"
The master of Tianqing Palace said: "There are six in the two palaces together."
Master Shuiyue Hall was immediately displeased: "What do you mean two halls added together? There are obviously five in Tianqing Hall and one in Shuiyue Hall! We also have disciples who need to be trained, so let's add three more!"
Xuan Yue Zhenjun chuckled and said: "Everyone goes, everyone goes! However, the dangers in the Western Region are not small. Just look at Wei Yuan's child's heavenly skills. In just a few months, he is already number one in Taoism.
.This time I go, prepare more magic weapons and elixirs, don’t be stingy.”
Master Tianqing Palace looked at his toes and said without any fluctuations in his tone: "If you want to take the Cui family's boat, the ticket is not cheap. Now the palace is in a tight situation. After buying the ticket, there won't be much left. So there are no magic weapons and elixirs.
You can prepare two pills, but they won’t be very good.”
Master Shuiyue Palace snorted and said: "If you don't have money, don't hold on to your connections. You can't be self-aware. How can you buy a boat ticket? Tell me the number of routes. I will give an extra bottle of middle-grade healing elixir to your disciples."
medicine."
"Top grade!"
Master Shuiyuedian said coldly: "Only the middle grade, do you want it or not?"
"want!"
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On the main peak of Qingming Realm, Wei Yuan is facing the rising sun, holding the Crimson Night Killing Immortal Sword in his hand, and is contemplating the sword. After a moment, his eyes spurted out two crimson sword auras, and he has succeeded in contemplating the sword today.
Just as he put away Fei Ye's Immortal Killing Sword, Wei Yuan suddenly thought and sensed that a medium-sized flying boat was approaching the boundary. Then several monks left the boat and flew towards the boundary at high speed. They signaled the Cui family and entered the boundary.
The monk took off, guided the flying boat into the realm, and landed in the designated area.
The flying boat landed slowly, and Wei Yuan and Cui Yu were already waiting at the landing site.
This time the flying boat is much larger than the last time, it is fifty feet long, with a black and green color scheme. It is the main flying boat of the Cui family, and can be converted into a warship when necessary.
The flying boat stopped, the door opened, and hundreds of people came down one after another from above!
A young man wearing a green shirt and carrying a sword came over first, saluted Wei Yuan, and said: "Cui Luoyu of the Cui family was ordered to bring disciples from the 370 clans to Qingming to practice."
He then saluted Cui Yu next to him and said: "I am ordered by the elders of the clan to stay here to assist my cousin and supervise the younger members of the clan to prevent them from messing around and ruining the reputation of the Cui family."
Cui Yu said: "Why are there so many people here this time? Besides, it's not a big deal, so why do you need to make this trip?"
Cui Luoyu is older than Cui Yu. He is twenty-seven years old this year. He is already in the late stage of Taoism and is about to reach consummation.
He was ranked in the top five among the Cui family's children in the previous generation, and he was also the proud son of heaven. Now he has achieved enough cultivation, he is the legitimate son of the third wife, and his status is also high. It is just when he has to take on important responsibilities in the clan, how can he come here?
Qing Ming is coming, will he stay for a while?
In the eyes of giants like the Cui family, Qingming in the Western Region is just a barbaric land. The population of any county is much larger than that of Qingming. Sending Cui Luoyu here is almost like exile.
Cui Yu first came to save Wei Yuan, but he ended up on a pirate ship and could never escape. He couldn't compete with the immortal cousin in the family, so he was a little frustrated with the affairs of the family.
The mood was cold, and Qing Ming had been fighting a series of battles for a long time, leaving no room for respite, so it was left to this day.
Cui Luoyu said to Wei Yuan: "Let me take a step to speak."
The three of them walked a little further, and Cui Luoyu said: "In addition to taking care of and supervising the younger members of the clan, I actually have another thing to do on this trip. This matter has nothing to do with the elders, but a private request from some elders in the clan. They want to ask
Realm Lord, if you don’t experience life and death and have all kinds of qualifications and treasures, what are your chances of building a Dao foundation?”
Wei Yuan asked: "Is the foundation damaged?"
"No damage."
"Do you have any requirements for Daoji?"
"As long as it can be cast into a Taoist foundation, there are no special requirements. Of course, if the Taoist foundation can go up one or two steps, like Cui Changfeng, that would be great."
Wei Yuan frowned and said, "This is a matter of chance but not of necessity."
"I understand, so as long as I can become a Taoist master, that's all. If there is a surprise, there will be a heavy reward."
Wei Yuan immediately listened to the word heavy reward.
Cui Luoyu looked at Wei Yuan with bright eyes and asked: "So in this situation, what are the chances of achieving Daoji?"
The probability depends on how heavy the reward is... Of course, Wei Yuan can only think about this in his heart and cannot really say it out loud.
He was pondering, thinking about how to answer, when he suddenly felt the familiar aura of the technique. Isn't this the Qianqing Zhengfa Yushi Jing and the Taiyin Yuehua Ten Thousand Phases Chapter?
Wei Yuan looked towards where the aura came from, and saw more than ten Taichu Palace disciples getting off the flying boat. However, they were standing in one place, far away from everyone in the Cui family, while some dudes from the Cui family were still pointing. They were talking and laughing in low voices, and the relationship between the two parties was obviously quite unharmonious.
Wei Yuan was confused, why were the brothers from Tianqing Palace and Shuiyue Palace here? Is it possible that there are still two palaces that cannot be cast into Taoist foundations?
"What's going on?"
"Some small misunderstanding." Cui Luoyu was also helpless. He didn't know what to say for a moment. After thinking about his words, he said: "Disciples like Tianqing Palace and Shuiyue Palace want to take our boat and come to Qingming to practice. It's just two people. A real person didn't bring enough money, so he only bought a boat ticket but not food.
I originally thought that it would be okay to eat some food, but I would like to entertain one or two on the way. Unexpectedly, the disciples of your palace are very upright and say that they will not eat the food that comes to them. Since they have not bought it, they would rather go hungry. As a result, some dudes in the clan are not very polite when they talk. There was some quarrel.”
It would take several days for Feizhou to come all the way. Wei Yuan hurriedly said: "Let's eat first!"
Cui Luoyu said: "Don't worry about the Cui family, they just ate."
Wei Yuan was startled, it was the morning now, there was still a little time before lunch, and it was not lunch time, so how could he have already eaten?
Cui Luoyu said expressionlessly: "Since the quarrel, those guys have been eating eight meals a day."
Wei Yuan was stunned, and then admired him, he knew how to quarrel.
Chapter completed!