Lady Cultivator

Naturally, it was impossible for the monks at Meng Academy to really let her sit for two hours. The monk who received Mo Tiange reported the matter to the chief. The director of Meng Academy, a monk who was in the early stages of foundation building, learned that it was Patriarch Jinghe's intention, so he came to see him specially, and then handed over all the things that Meng Academy needed to do to Mo Tiange.

Looking at the contents on the jade slip, Mo Tiange found that what the receptionist monk said was true. These new disciples had special teachers to teach them, so there was no need to arrange anything at all, and it was inconvenient for her to do other chores.

After picking for a while, Mo Tiange raised his head and looked at the director of Meng Academy: "In that case, how about I help teach you the lessons?"

New disciples should start with Taoist scriptures, and teaching Taoist scriptures should start with word recognition. From ancient times to the present, many texts have been left behind. The skills and treasures of different periods may have used different characters. These disciples who have just come into contact with cultivating immortals have to spend a lot of time learning to read and write every day.

Naturally, the principal would not have any objections. After repeatedly agreeing, he informed the disciple in charge of the matter. From then on, when Mo Tiange came here, he just followed the disciple in charge and taught him his lessons.

Seeing the various teaching methods in Meng Xuetang, Mo Tiange felt sad. When she embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, she knew only one technique. In the past in Mojia Village, even the old master didn't know that knowledge, so she could only explore it bit by bit. Later, I found my second uncle, who taught me personally.

But how can the uncle and nephew cover everything while they are wandering? The second uncle was not a teacher. Most of what she knew and learned was from her own encounters, so the second uncle remembered to teach her.

In this Xuanqing Sect, each course is clearly divided and taught by different monks. If she could do this back then, this journey would not have been so difficult.

But she was just sighing. Today, she is extremely lucky. Having her second uncle by her side to teach her is much better than those casual cultivators who are struggling to survive.

Led into the school by the monk in charge, Mo Tiange saw that the futons in the room were filled with children aged between six and seventeen to sixteen or seventeen, with cultivation levels between the first and third levels of Qi Refining.

Seeing her walking in, all the children's eyes were focused on her. She did not hide her aura. The aura of a foundation-building monk was naturally very powerful in front of these junior Qi refining disciples.

The monk in charge coughed, and the children stood up immediately. He saluted respectfully: "Disciple has met the teacher." Although the monk in charge is of the same rank as them, he is responsible for teaching, so he is called the teacher.

The monk in charge stood Mo Tiange in the middle and said: "Disciples, this is the disciple of our ancestor Qingquan Fengjinghe, Master Mo. Master Mo is extremely talented. He has not yet reached his thirties and is already building the foundation." Mid-term cultivation. Patriarch Jinghe specially ordered Master Mo to come to Meng Academy. From today on, Master Mo will teach you together with me. I hope you will seize the opportunity and follow Master Mo as an example.

Practice well. "

Mo Tiange saw that the eyes of these children were full of surprise and admiration. To them, the Nascent Soul cultivator was a god-like figure, and they were even more amazed to see that Mo Tiange, who was only twenty years old, had such a level of cultivation.

Under their gazes, Mo Tiange was amazed when he thought of meeting Ye Jingwen for the first time, thinking in his heart. It would be great if I had such power. Unexpectedly, she has now become the object of admiration for these young disciples who have just entered the immortal way.

"Okay, you all sit down. Today we will continue to study the Nanhua Heart Sutra. This set of mental methods is the basic mental method of our Xuanqing Sect and should not be underestimated. If there is anything wrong, please ask Master Mo to correct me." The monk in charge asked. Mo Tiange bowed and asked Mo Tiange to sit down on the futon above with him.

"Last time, I said, 'If it's not that, there's no me, and if it's not me, there's nothing. It's so close, but I don't know what it's doing.' Do you all know what it means?"

A boy about ten years old immediately raised his hand.

The monk in charge nodded with a smile. He was worried that these children would not dare to answer in front of Master Mo, but now someone stood up and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The child stood up, looked at Mo Tiange first, and then replied: "Without that, there is no me, and without me, there is nothing." This sentence means that without the other, there is no me, and without me, there is no that. For example, In other words, there is no difference without good, and there is no good without difference. Two opposite things often need each other to express themselves."

"Well, very good." The monk in charge asked again, "Then, do you understand what you mean by the last sentence?"

"It's also close. It means that it is so close to the origin of things. I don't know what it is doing, but it means that I don't know if there is something behind it."

"...This explanation makes sense." The monk in charge nodded and looked at Mo Tiange. Seeing that she had no intention of speaking, he continued, "In terms of the path of cultivating immortality, there is neither good nor evil. , if everything works. Our Taoist sect pursues the way of heaven and man. The so-called way is like the laws of heaven and earth. There are laws in the world. Therefore, although we do not insist on doing good, we cannot act recklessly. "

After listening to the explanation of the monk in charge, the child lowered his head and accepted the instruction: "Yes, the disciple will study it carefully."

"Okay, continue. Nothing is other than that, and nothing is other than what it is. If you don't see it if you are that, you will know it if you know yourself..."

The monk in charge was at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Judging from his age, he should be over forty. There was no problem in explaining this basic mental method. Mo Tiange did not interrupt and just listened silently.

You can tell. The boy who answered at the beginning was very good at Taoism, and he answered seven out of ten questions asked by the monk in charge. However, Mo Tiange also found that other people seemed to be unfriendly to him. Whenever he answered questions, several people secretly made faces.

Mo Tiange frowned slightly. Could it be that there is also bullying in this sect?

Two hours passed quickly, and Mo Tiange discovered that this errand took a long time. All she had to do was answer some questions that were difficult for the monks in charge to answer. The questions during the Qi Refining Period were very simple for her and she didn't need to think too much about it - she was also grateful to Luo Fengxue for thinking of a good solution for her.

After spending time in Meng Xuetang, Mo Tiange returned to Shangqing Palace. After finishing the day's errands, I went to report to Jinghe Daojun.

"Master."

Jinghe Daojun, who was peeling grapes with his spiritual power, only raised his eyes to her: "Oh, you're back!"

Mo Tiange cursed, this is a Nascent Soul monk who has nothing to do but peel grapes all day long! But she still had a calm face: "Yes, Master, I have finished everything for today."

"Is it over?" Jing and Daojun pushed themselves up and sat up, and said to her with interest, "Let's talk about it."

"Uh..." Mo Tiange gritted his teeth, "The Deacon Hall arranged for me to go to the Meng Academy, so I went there, mainly to answer questions from some new disciples."

"Meng Xuetang?" Daojun Jinghe nodded carelessly, "Minuo He. Was it that girl Feng Xue who arranged it for you?"

"……yes."

"I think so. Except for that girl, who would have thought of letting you go to the Mongolian Academy. This is the best. The new disciples will leave the Mongolian Academy sooner or later, and then..."

Um? Mo Tiange raised his ears. Is there any purpose behind this arrangement?

It's a pity that Jing and Daojun didn't say any more, and glared at her again: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Go practice!"

"... Tian Ge swallowed his words in frustration. Huh, she doesn't have to think too well of this master at all, he is just torturing her!

From then on, Mo Tiange repeated such days.

Collecting dew from the sky, taking care of spiritual herbs, tidying up the animal yard, going to the Mongolian school, and practicing.

As the days passed, she became familiar with all the affairs of Shangqing Palace. Because she stayed in Meng Academy for a long time, she was also generally familiar with the affairs of Qingquan Peak. In this way, she somewhat understood Jing and Daojun's intentions in arranging these things for her to do.

She has been in Xuanqing Sect for seven years, but she has been missing for two years during the two years of foundation building. In the remaining three years, she has been practicing in seclusion all day long and has not integrated into the sect at all. Now she is taking care of the affairs of the Shangqing Palace every day, getting in touch with the monks at the Mengxue Hall, gradually becoming familiar with Qingquan Peak, and slowly becoming a true disciple of the Xuanqing Sect.

After understanding this, her feelings towards Jing and Daojun were complicated. This master hardly gave her any guidance or gave her any pills or treasures, but he used this method to correct her path to immortality.

She is now twenty-seven years old. Then there is the cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building. What is missing is not the elixirs and treasures, but the growth of the state of mind. Especially since she came up from the early stage to the middle stage of foundation building, she has never experienced any hardships, and does not have enough experience in character. Such unstable cultivation will easily breed inner demons. The inner demon level is the most terrifying level on the road to the Dan Formation and Nascent Soul.

Although he didn't say it clearly, this cheap master actually had great expectations for her.

Under the tree of Meng Xuetang, a boy of about ten years old was reading the Taoist scriptures in his hands.

"The secret of the ultimate path, no trouble, remains true, and every knot in Niwan has its spirit. The god of hair, Canghua, is named Taiyuan, the spirit of the brain, the root of essence, is Niwan, the eye is bright, the word is Yingxuan, the nose is Yulang, the word is Lingjian, and the ear is free. The word is Youtian, and the word Zhenglun is the magical power of the tongue..."

His cultivation level is only at the first level of Qi Refining, and he is just the most ordinary new disciple in the Xuanqing Sect. He is still in the stage of learning Taoist scriptures. But his hard work is also obvious to all. In addition to his daily morning classes, he holds Taoist scriptures at other times. In just two years of entry, he has surpassed many ordinary disciples who are fifteen or sixteen years old.

Now that class was approaching, he seized the last moment and planned to memorize this section.

"The secret of the ultimate way of not bothering remains true, and every knot of the Niwan has its spirit..." When I carried it here, I suddenly felt a pain in my back, and a plum rolled down. The boy turned his head and saw five or six boys of his age making faces at him a few feet away.

One of the chubby children shouted: "Ye Zhenji, your pants are off!" As he said this, several children laughed together.

The boy named Ye Zhenji glared at them fiercely, then turned back and continued to memorize: "The Supreme Way of No Worry, Jue Cunzhen..."

Another plum hit him and hit him hard. Although he had spiritual energy in his body, these children were not mortals. Hitting him with plums at this time also used spiritual energy, and it was really painful.

Ye Zhenji understood that he could no longer memorize the book. He immediately put the book away and turned around with a tigerish face: "What do you want to do?"

However, despite his fierce appearance, the others were not intimidated. The fat boy made faces at his companions: "Look, he is scaring us!"

Someone immediately picked up the conversation, pointed at him and mocked: "Ye Zhenji, aren't you afraid that your pants will fall off again?"

Hearing these words, Ye Zhenji's face became darker. But he knew that he couldn't beat them. Many of these people were the descendants of the masters and uncles in the sect. They had been taught since childhood and their cultivation was higher than him. He couldn't beat even one of them.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, these children simply threw another plum at them: "Why don't you hide? Aren't you very powerful? No matter what questions the teacher asks, you rush to answer them. Why, you don't dare to do it now?"

"Why are you being polite to him? Give him a good beating first. I've been so annoyed these days!" An impetuous child jumped out, pointed at him and shouted.

Several children were provoked and ran up in a swarm.

When Ye Zhenji saw this, he immediately turned around and ran away. He knew that he couldn't beat them, and he didn't want to be beaten by them. If he ran to the front and there were others around, they wouldn't dare.

But he failed to realize this idea. Not long after he ran, he was hit by a plum. He staggered and was immediately grabbed by one of the sleeves. Several children surrounded him and beat him wildly.

These children are also smart and know not to mess around. They only use fists and kicks without spiritual energy, but this only makes him more painful.

Ye Zhenji was surrounded in the middle, holding his head and gritting his teeth without saying a word. It's just painful, just get over it and it'll be fine. He's used to it anyway...

Mo Tiange frowned. She just came to the Meng Academy early to see such a scene.

She gently flicked her sleeves, and the children who gathered in a circle to punch and kick the boy immediately felt a strong wind blowing towards them, and they were immediately thrown to the ground.

"Who, who?!" One of the chubby children got up and yelled angrily, "Who dares to hit me? I call me daddy..."

"How about calling you dad?" Mo Tiange looked at him coldly and took over.

These children saw her at this moment and were immediately speechless: "Mo...Master Mo..."

Mo Tiange knew that many of these children were descendants of the monks in the sect, so they developed arrogant temperaments, but he did not expect that they would be so reckless, bullying their fellow sects at a young age!

"What are you still doing? You can go to the training department and receive your punishment."

"Master Mo..." After hearing her words, several children shouted, "We...we are..." Unfortunately, they didn't even have the words to defend themselves.

Mo Tiange didn't intend to listen to them, so he helped the beaten child up, turned around and said, "Hurry up and go!"

"Yes..." The children left in dismay. They are not stupid. Master Mo is a disciple of Patriarch Jinghe. Regardless of their status, they dare not say anything to Master Mo. If they make Master Mo angry again, the punishment will be heavier.

Mo Tiange turned to look at the child who was pulled up by her. She had some impression of this child, because every time he gave a sermon, he repeatedly answered questions, which was highly praised by the monk in charge. The monk in charge once told her that this child was from the secular world, had no foundation, and had ordinary qualifications, so he was not taken seriously. However, he was very hardworking and knew how to work hard. Such people will most likely achieve something.

At this time, the child raised his head and saluted her: "Thank you, Master Mo, for saving me."

Mo Tiange smiled slightly and cast a small spell to heal several scratches on his body: "What's going on? Do they often beat you?"

Ye Zhenji looked at her carefully before nodding slightly: "Yes."

"Then why didn't you say anything?"

Ye Zhenji's expression dimmed for a moment and he replied: "They... they all have backers. I don't have one, so it's useless to say so."

Hearing these words, Mo Tiange sighed unconsciously. Even the Xuanqing Sect cannot avoid such problems. Disciples without foundation will inevitably be bullied.

"Then you were beaten by them, don't you feel sad?"

The child bit his lip and nodded cautiously: "I'm not afraid. When I succeed in cultivation, they will naturally not dare to bully me."

This is quite ambitious. Mo Tiange nodded secretly, but said with a smile: "When will you succeed in cultivation? You are only at the first level of Qi Refining now, and your qualifications are average. How long will it take?"

These words made Ye Zhenji hang his head. He also knew that there was little hope, but if he didn't think so, what could he do?

Mo Tiange couldn't help but think of himself. Was he thinking the same way at the beginning? Although the qualifications are poor and the path to immortality is slim, I firmly believe that I will succeed, even though I sometimes feel hopeless.

She became a little interested in the child and asked: "What is your name?"

"Ye Zhenji, the leaf of leaves, the truth of true and false, the chance of chance."

"Ye Zhenji, it turns out your surname is Ye." Mo Tiange said, "In this case, we can be considered half of our family."

Ye Zhenji was surprised: "Master Mo, isn't your surname Mo?"

Mo Tiange smiled and said, "I take my mother's surname. My father's surname is actually Ye."

"oh……"

But Mo Tiange smiled again and said, "If they bully you again next time, just come and tell me."

"Ah?" Ye Zhenji suddenly raised his head and looked at her in surprise. He was grateful to be saved by Master Mo, but he didn't have high expectations. It was just this time. Those people were punished and would still bully him in the future. Master Mo was not who he was. However, now Master Mo says this again...

"Master Mo, you mean..."

Mo Tiange repeated patiently: "If they beat you again in the future, come and tell me and I will help you."

After receiving the confirmation, Ye Zhenji jumped up: "Really? Master Mo, will you help me and stop being bullied by them in the future?"

"Um."

The child's face instantly burst into joy: "Master Mo, you are so kind. No one has been so kind to me since I left home... Ever since I came here, they have been bullying me. They secretly My belt was cut, causing me to drop my pants in front of everyone..." At this point, he felt a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Master Mo, I shouldn't have said this in front of you."

"It doesn't matter." Mo Tiange didn't mind listening to a child complaining as he was doing nothing. "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Although he had never complained to anyone else, the child immediately started chatting, "When I was at home, my father always talked about how good it was to cultivate immortals. He said that our family was originally a family of cultivators, but it fell into decline and we had no choice but to move to the secular world. I have been yearning to cultivate immortality since I was a child, and then my uncle who happened to be passing by discovered that I had spiritual roots, so he followed me to the Xuanqing Sect, but now I feel that these people who cultivate immortality are very annoying..."

Thrilling, final minutes. Thank you Yuichi for the tip. Update ticket, I don’t know if I can write it tomorrow...) Book friends, please pay attention!