Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 318 Accepting a Disciple
Ji An often heard the name 'Lin Mao' from his master, who was mainly responsible for cultivating the sect's earth and gold spiritual plants.

He took a quick look at the other person and saw that his face was slightly dark, his cheeks were faintly red and full of wrinkles.

Gray hair and slightly cloudy eyes, these features all indicate the other person's old age.

A cultivator would only show such old age when his energy and blood began to decline. It seemed that his life span was not particularly long.

"You are too polite, Palace Master. It is our responsibility to share your worries and cultivate more high-level spiritual plants for the sect."

Lin Mao lowered his head slightly, a complex look appeared in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

He broke through to the late stage of foundation building when he was over 130 years old. Knowing that he had no hope of breaking through to Chaoyuan stage, he put more energy into cultivating spiritual plants and achieved some success.

The sect established the Sinong Hall, and he thought that with his qualifications, he would undoubtedly be the hall master. He never expected that the sect had unexpectedly given birth to a Chaoyuan-level spiritual farmer.

Kong Yunyi has two rat-like whiskers, a thin body, and looks a bit wretched.

He stared at me with his eyes as big as green beans and laughed:
"Palace Master, let me introduce you to the other deacons. This is..."

After his introduction, Ji An had a preliminary impression of everyone.

"Everyone, starting tomorrow, the Sinong Palace will be operational.

I am not familiar with the operation, so everyone should just do their job.

If there are any changes or resolutions, I will discuss them with everyone in advance."

You guys go ahead and do the work, I'll just observe.

Lin Mao's face lit up with joy, and he said:

"Palace Master, why don't you let the others disperse first? Junior Brother Kong and I will take the two Palace Masters to familiarize themselves with the environment of Sinong Palace."

The other party's words meant that he would not interfere in specific matters for the time being, and he was very satisfied.

With no hope of improving his personal cultivation, he has recently become very obsessed with the feeling of giving orders.

Ji An nodded slightly and said:

"Everyone else please go away."

The Sinong Hall is divided into four rows in front and back, and the front hall is the place for receiving disciples and issuing tasks.

The halls in the second row are where various account books are stored. It is also the area where the deacons and deputy hall masters are located.

The back row is the warehouse, where the Sinong Hall will need to dispatch supplies.

The main hall at the back is where the hall master practices meditation.

Behind the main hall, there is a patch of Canglong trees, and outside is a steep cliff.

Zhang Zizhao sat in the back hall for a while, then stood up and said goodbye:

"Junior brother, you have just taken over the Sinong Palace, so you must have a lot of things to do. I will not bother you any more. Goodbye.

If there’s anything I can help you with, just ask.”

"Okay, take care, brother."

Ji An sent him away and returned to the main hall, where he listened to the two hall masters report on their daily arrangements.

He nodded slightly and said:
"Just follow this charter. If there's anything inappropriate, we can adjust it at any time."

There is no precedent for the sect to establish a Sinong Hall, and the current provisional rules and regulations are pieced together from the rules of other halls.

Lin Mao and the other two responded in unison:

"What the Palace Master said is very true."

Ji An stood up, opened the window and stuck his head out.

I saw the sun setting in the west, and the mountains looked like mottled ancient paintings.

"I will not stay here today. I will come tomorrow."

"Farewell, Palace Master."

Ji An did not leave directly, but came to the woods behind the hall. This time was suitable for eating air.

He faced the east, opened his eyes forcefully while exhaling, and then inhaled naturally.

Strands of cool air enter the throat and are swallowed down. The wood energy flows through the immortal veins and finally flows into the wood divine palace.

The veins in the outer and inner layers of the liver light up in turn, and the core of the Shenfu grows slightly stronger.

When he failed to eat air for the third time, he tried a few more times but still failed.

Ji An shook his head slightly. This piece of Canglong wood was only of the lower second grade, and many of them were of the first grade.

I am now eating two strands of air, and I don’t know how long it will take before I can eat air again.

The core spiritual vein node of Ningcui Cliff has reached the top level, and the area where Sinong Hall is located also has the second-grade intermediate level, but the spiritual wood is only at this level, probably because it has been neglected on a daily basis.

The number of spiritual farmers in the sect seems to be very large, and most of them are disciples in the Qi Refining Stage.

Frankly speaking, they are of little use as the proportion of spiritual farmers in the foundation-building stage is too small.

In his opinion, the most urgent thing that Sinong Palace needs to do is to cultivate more spiritual farmers in the foundation-building stage.

But this matter needs to be taken slowly, there is no need to rush.

Ji An pinched his fingers and released the Yellow Dragon's Essence Enhancement Technique, the Blue Dragon's Awakening of Zhe Technique and the Cloud Dragon's Rain-Breaking Technique in turn, then flew away on a cloud.

The two deputy hall masters came to the woods after Ji An left. Lin Mao looked at the dark clouds rolling with tiny flashes of lightning and murmured:
"Is this the power of Chaoyuan-level magic?"

The moist scent that hit his face made him feel deeply moved.

Compared to this spell, the Spring Breeze and Rain he released was no different from ordinary rain.

This was not the most devastating thing. The Thick Earth Returning to Origin Spell that he was proud of was not much stronger than the aftereffects of the Palace Master's spell.

Kong Yunyi scratched his hair and sighed:

"The Palace Master's magic must have reached a high level, otherwise the magic power he exudes would not be so powerful.

Didn't they say it only took him three years to break through the Chao Yuan stage? His speed in comprehending the divine will of magic is too fast!

His most proficient spell is water magic, and the art of turning spring breeze into rain has been practiced to perfection.

It took him seven years to perfect this foundation-building spell, and another twenty years to reach its pinnacle. However, the spiritual rain from this ultimate spell was far weaker than the nourishing magical power contained in the Hall Master's spell.

He couldn't imagine how fast the other party could cultivate spiritual plants. The difference in the effect of a single spell was so huge, and the gap accumulated over time was unreasonable.

Ji An flew along Ningcui Cliff on a cloud and cast spells on the spiritual fields in each medicine garden.

He officially took over the place today and will shoulder all the responsibilities. He will treat the spiritual plants in the medicine garden as he treats the spiritual plants on Chiyan Peak.

The spiritual fruits grown on Chiyan Peak must be used in conjunction with the spiritual medicines produced in the medicine garden to achieve their maximum effect.

After circling the four medicinal gardens, Ji An rode on auspicious clouds and landed in front of the cave on the top of the mountain, then stepped inside.

The master no longer holds any position, but this cave still belongs to her.

Ge Ying asked with a smile:
"Are you done? What do you think?"

"I just got familiar with the situation. I don't have any extra feelings."

"Isn't it refreshing to decide the fate of other cultivators with a single thought?"

Ge Ying asked, being able to take charge of a hall, this disciple would be a cultivator with great power in the future, and every decision he made would affect many disciples.

Ji An shook his head slightly and said calmly:

“From the perspective of the power they control, high-level cultivators can naturally decide the fate of low-level cultivators, but what is the meaning of this?

The most difficult thing for us monks is to control our own destiny.

There is no immortality, and prosperity will eventually fade away."

He has not encountered any bottleneck in improving his cultivation now, so it is time for him to make great progress.

I don’t have any special feelings about controlling power because I have higher pursuits.

"I hope you can always maintain your current state of mind, not hesitate, and grow vigorously and upward like the Wood Element."

Ge Ying felt relieved. The path of cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't move forward, you will regress.

The disciple is not disturbed by external things and has a strong heart for Taoism. Only then will he have hope of reaching the top.

Her life ended here, but she hoped that her future disciples could reach a higher level and see the scenery far away on her behalf.

"Disciple, keep this in mind."

He paused and then said:

"Master, please excuse me for a moment. I'm going to cast a spell on the spiritual herbs in the medicine garden."

"Well, don't forget the two spiritual peach trees up there."

Ji An smiled, "Of course not."

The next day.

After Ji An absorbed the energy, he sat down cross-legged to practice the Five Elements Rotation Sutra.

Although the Sinong Palace area is built on a second-level medium-grade spiritual vein, the cultivation effect is definitely not as good as here.

As the technique was practiced, various colors of the five elements' spiritual light surrounded him, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was absorbed into his body in a reverse flow.

The ten Tao seeds flickered in turn. They would devour spiritual energy, but would also give back a trace of special spiritual energy containing the meaning of the Dharma.

His liver was glowing with emerald light, and the colorless spiritual energy was tinged with green and flowed towards his heart.

As the spiritual energy was transported, the light of the liver dimmed.

The pale golden veins on the surface of the heart lit up, and it began to beat as vigorously as a drum, emitting a clear and bright light like a furnace fire.

The spiritual energy turned red and gathered towards the spleen, while the light at the heart dimmed.

A yellow spiritual light emanates from the spleen, and a thick, nourishing aura flourishes.

Yellow spiritual energy flows into the lungs, flashing silver-white light.

Finally, the silver spiritual energy entered the kidneys, which turned deep and dark, with light cloud-like patterns rippling on the surface.

If the sect's masters knew about Ji An's current state of cultivation, they would surely be shocked. This state already has some meaning of the mutual generation of the five elements.

Normally, this phenomenon will only occur after the five divine palaces are opened up.

This is all thanks to the fact that Ji An opened up the meridian patterns during the foundation-building period. The meridian patterns of the five internal organs were all opened up. In addition, the ten Tao seeds also added to this.

After three big cycles, crystal green magic power flowed out from the liver and merged into the dantian, with the stone turtle and the Yuanming fire each consuming one tenth.

Ji An estimated the time, finished his training at noon, and flew to the stone house at the foot of the mountain on a cloud.

He activated the teleportation array and arrived at Ningcui Cliff the next moment.

"Disciple Tian Qingbai, greetings to Uncle Master Ji!"

Tian Qingbai bowed and took a quick look at the cultivator in front of him.

There were waves in his heart, as he still remembered the name 'Ji An'.

After breaking through the foundation-building stage, the other party chose a place in the extreme west of the sect as his cave residence, and little news was heard about him afterwards.

He never thought that when they met again, the other party would become his uncle in the Chaoyuan period. He felt mixed emotions.

Ji An was slightly stunned. He only felt that time was intertwined, and a figure deep in his memory overlapped with the monk in front of him.

"It's Junior Brother Tian. It's been over forty years. What's up?"

He sighed in his heart. He had met the other party when he first came to the sect, and had dealt with him several times later.

In order to become his disciple, he even gave away a few spirit stones.

Later, the other party "rewarded" him with a can of spiritual tea, and the matter was over.

Tian Qingbai's hair was jet black back then, but now it has turned snow-white. He has two big bags under his eyes and his face is full of wrinkles. Only his outline can be vaguely recognized.

Tian Qingbai felt a sudden pain in his temple and said hurriedly:

“I am truly honored that my uncle still remembers me.

His Majesty the Duke of Qin has ordered me to send a few disciples of top caliber for my uncle to select and accept as his disciples."

(End of this chapter)