Chapter 838

Compared with the traditional system, the apprenticeship system of Kunlun palace is more free.

There is no real relationship between master and apprentice here. Every disciple can seek truth from any elder generation. However, you can still choose one as your own teacher. As for the real masters, one is the founder of Sanqing, the other is the way of heaven.

The disciples of the same generation are ranked by their beginners.

Xuanyouzi is the first disciple of this generation, and the little Taoist is the second disciple. Lu Zhengkang is the third. None of these three people came in by the Xianyuan meeting. Xuanyouzi was a war orphan who was picked up by the headmaster in his early years, and Tao ranzi was the only child of the seven disciples of the previous generation.

Tao ranzi's father should have died, but his body gave birth to a smart, still known as Kunlun palace.

What's interesting about the generation arrangement method here is that Tang Yunteng is the eldest disciple of the 25th generation. When he calls xuehongzi, the eldest disciple of the previous generation, he has to call him master, and then he has to call him second martial uncle. Accordingly, Tao ranzi called the leader Chenzi the second elder martial uncle and the Third Elder disciple changgezi the Third Elder martial uncle.

Of course, if you have a teacher, just call him a teacher.

In Kunlun palace, there are more than 20 old people of two generations. They are all real immortals in the world. They are called Taoists. They usually don't live in Dengxian terrace. They mainly stay in the main peak, chilou, Youxu, yaochi and Longxue. On the one hand, they are in charge of the operation of the sect; on the other hand, they are part of the facade; on the other hand, they are in order to keep a distance and try not to let their own Taoist rhyme have any influence on the practice of the younger generation Finally, it is for the convenience of avoiding robbery.

Lu Zhengkang's initiation ceremony was arranged in the afternoon of the same day. At dusk, seven disciples of the twenty-four generations and three posterity of the twenty-five generations gathered. They first went to the Dashu pavilion to worship the three Qing ancestors. Then they sent a sacrifice to the fairyland. The main idea was to add a new disciple to the Kunlun palace. I hope the ancestors will bless them. Finally, we all went to the top of the mountain, burning incense and praying to heaven.

The leader took a white silk flag with the word "Dao" and spread it with both hands. He asked Lu Zhengkang to kneel down in front of the flag. He did as he said.

"This Suyun Daoxin flag is a treasure handed down by the second generation of ancestors. Although it looks ordinary, it has a glimpse of reincarnation and reflects the magical function of Daoxin. I'm Chen Chen Zi, the leader of the twenty fourth generation of Kunlun palace. I'm Lu Zhengkang, the disciple of Kunlun palace. Listen to the order! "

"The disciples are here." Lu Zhengkang is still obedient, he is not against this tradition.

"The clan's laws and decrees are strict. One day, he is a member of the Kunlun palace. He must not bully his master or destroy his ancestors, break his faith, or do harm to each other. Do you agree?" The dark word on the silk flag dimly extinguishes the dumb and sudden light, as if it were a stretching shadow, like the belly of the universe, countless stars, and all living beings rolling in the chaotic system.

"Yes."

"The disciples should be kind-hearted and not harm the common people. Can you hold it?"

"Disciple can hold it."

On both sides of the Kunlun palace, people smile.

The headmaster also smiles, "the last one, on the way to practice, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, have peace and joy, can you hold it?"

"Disciple can hold it."

"Get up, you will be the third disciple of the 25th generation of Kunlun palace. It's just that we young people are all here. Let me introduce you. " The leader put away the silk flag and came forward to lift Lu Zhengkang.

There are seven disciples in 24 dynasties, all of them are great men.

The eldest disciple Luo Xuehong, whose name is xuehongzi, is a young man with elegant face. He looks younger than his younger martial brothers, and his smile is very light. It reminds people of the clear waves of plum blossom petals falling on the shallow pond.

The second disciple is Chen Chen Zi, the leader of the school. His name is Fu chenkong. His name is very refined, but he is the one who deals with the most common affairs.

Ge Chun, the third eldest, is a long singer with a simple and dignified appearance and a magnetic subwoofer.

Old four meal Xiazi is a dull and speechless person, only nodded to Lu Zhengkang. On the contrary, old five xuanzi was a very smart person. He wore a blue robe and had a pleasant smell of grass and trees. Ginger, mint, gardenia and juniper made Lu Zhengkang think of the turpentine smell of qingningzi.

Sixth martial uncle is full of wine. He is a rare monk in the world who uses wine to become a Taoist. He created a book named Fengbei niangli Dian, which can be regarded as a talent in heaven.

The last seventh martial uncle is a zombie. He doesn't inherit the legal title of his life. He claims to be sad. His face is blue and white, his lips are purple and black, and he is very tall. He has silver hair on his waist, and his nails are black. He holds Tao ranzi's palm in his left hand. This strange father and daughter seem to have a good relationship.

Compared with Tao ranzi, both Lu Zhengkang and Xuan Youzi are happy orphans. In other words, Lu Zhengkang has to call her second elder martial sister.

Now it's October 11 in tiancang's 60th year, and there is still a month to go before the Xianyuan conference. At that time, all the people in the world will be there, and another ceremony will be held. That is to say, we will take Lu Zhengkang to know the master Huanyu Yingjie and announce the new disciples of Kunlun palace. I just don't know if Lu Zhengkang will have one or two more younger martial brothers and sisters at that time. I don't think it's possible.

The headmaster has arranged a residence for Lu Zhengkang, that is, a shabby thatched cottage. It is said that it was built by an eleven generation grandmaster. Dengxiantai has been used as a residential area since the tenth generation. The house has to be two or three thousand years old. Thanks to the Taoist charm of the grandmaster, it has never been destroyed by wind, frost, rain and snow. However, the house is really very old. It's extremely old. What is the concept of two or three thousand years? It's almost strange to let a modern man playing with a smartphone live in the old house of the Qin Dynasty.On the first night of his stay, Lu Zhengkang had just cleaned the only furniture in the room, a stone bed. Here, the headmaster took Xuan Youzi and Tao ranzi to give him warmth.

A quilt, a porcelain pillow, a red copper oil lamp, that's all. I didn't even have to change laundry and bath supplies.

The headmaster just came to have a look, empty handed. Seeing that Lu Zhengkang could adapt to the environment, he nodded and left. Xuanyouzi stuffed the bedding into Lu Zhengkang's arms, leisurely ran to the bedside and sat down. Little second elder martial sister Tao ranzi jumped up, put the oil lamp on the quilt that Lu Zhengkang was holding, and then ran to the bed and sat down.

Lu Zhengkang watched the lamp tremble on the soft quilt, the lamp oil fluctuated slightly, looking very dangerous. He said helplessly: "elder martial brother and second elder martial sister, this is your fault. It's better to take two more steps and put things on the bed, but let me turn my hand first."

"That's the rule!" Xuanyouzi lay down comfortably.

"That's the rule!" Tao ranzi also lay comfortably.

Lu Zhengkang put the bedding at the end of the bed, twisted the oil lamp and put it at the foot of the bed. It was dark, and there were no lights in the room. Except for the xuanyouzi, who was a successful monk, the two laymen who were still building the foundation couldn't see clearly.

Xuanyouzi urged, "third younger martial brother, you light up the light. Don't let your second elder martial sister fall down."

The floor in the house is really potholes, and it's not safe to walk.

Lu Zhengkang lit the oil lamp according to his words and polished the wick with internal air. The burning oil gave off a fresh fragrance of plants and trees, and a little bean sized light shone through the room.

All three of them lay on the bed and stretched out their legs. Tao ranzi was a child and his legs swayed.

They chatted with each other. At midnight, the seventh martial uncle came to take Tao ranzi away, and xuanyouzi left. Only Lu Zhengkang was left in the room, and the oil lamp was still on.

The first night of Kunlun palace was very warm.