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Chapter 13: Become a disciple of Daozhen, Taoist name Xuan1

Chapter 13: Become a disciple of Daozhen, and take the name Xuanyi
this day.

Gu Yan was practicing his body movements in an open space, following the Yu Bu steps that Taoist priests usually follow during ceremonies. At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest with bruises on the corners of his eyes came to the martial arts academy and stood in a corner, secretly sizing up Gu Yan.

Next to the middle-aged Taoist priest was an old Taoist priest who was in charge of teaching.

He looked at him for a while, and seeing that Gu Yan had mastered the Yu Steps in just one month, he nodded and said to the old Taoist beside him, "Brother, what do you think of this kid?"

The old Taoist's eyes flashed with admiration: "Hardworking, diligent, steady in character, understanding of human nature, and understanding far beyond his peers. In addition, he has innate strength and strength. I have never seen such a monster. Once he is cultivated, my Qingyun Temple may have the opportunity to obtain some resource rewards from the Qian family."

Hearing this, a trace of greed flashed in the middle-aged Taoist's eyes, and he hesitated a little, but finally shook his head: "Forget it, those noble families treat us like ants, and their things are not easy to take. It depends on the child's own wishes when the time comes."

The old Taoist understood.

My junior brother wants to treat this child as the person who will inherit his martial arts.

Seeing that his junior brother had made up his mind, the old Taoist stopped trying to persuade him. He just sighed and said, "What good is it if you are born with supernatural powers? Without the true method, even if you practice ordinary martial arts to the limit, you will still be an ordinary person. You will not be able to escape birth, old age, sickness and death. Junior brother, I am old now. I plan to go there next year when the spring comes and the flowers bloom."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was speechless. After a long while, he said softly, "Then I wish you all the best."

The two stood there for a while before quietly leaving.

In the courtyard.

Gu Yan was immersed in practicing his body movements, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Shijia
The Taoist priest Nianyun, whom he had killed, had a wooden plaque with words on both sides, one side of which read "Liu's Hundred Arts".

I made the right choice by choosing Qingyun Temple!
It’s January again.

In the cold winter of December, heavy snow covered Qingyun Mountain.

Gu Yan finally met the director of Xunzhaoyuan.

The abbot is about forty years old and his Taoist name is Daozhen.

Taoist Daozhen has a well-proportioned figure and a good appearance. His eyebrows are as sharp as distant mountains and slant into his temples. There are a few light lines at the corners of his eyes like ink strokes. He has a three-inch green beard on his chin. He wears a blue-gray Taoist robe with wide sleeves and a sword case on his back. His eyes are cold, serious and majestic.

He stood in front of Gu Yan who was kneeling on the ground, picked up the tea he was holding and drank it all in one gulp.

Daozhen put down the teacup: "Gu Yan, from today on, you are my disciple, Daozhen, get up."

dong dong dong.

Gu Yan kowtowed three times before standing up and saying respectfully, "Gu Yan greets Master."

Daozhen nodded with satisfaction, forcing a smile onto his serious face. "Since you've entered my sect, don't use your common name. Tomorrow I'll invite fellow Taoists from all the academies and ask the hall master to bless you with a crown and a scarf, enter you in the roster, and then teach you the temple's profound martial arts."

Gu Yan is old and has a calm temperament. If he continues to follow the rules and slowly cultivate his temperament over a few years, it would be a waste of the child's talent.

He Daozhen is not a person who sticks to the rules.

Thus, after joining the Taoist temple for more than two months, Gu Yan successfully obtained the qualifications to practice advanced martial arts.

Day two.

The main hall of Qingyun Temple.

Under the statue of Daozu.

Witnessed by a group of deans, Gu Yan, as the only protagonist, went through a simple capping ceremony and officially became a crowned Taoist priest.

Followed by.

Master Daozhen was about to start giving Gu Yan a Taoist name, and asked one of the five masters who presided over the ceremony: the hall master Gao Gong, to help Gu Yan enter the "Crown and Scarf Record" of Qingyun Temple, so that he would be completely stamped with the mark of Qingyun Temple and become one of their own.

This is a special case.

Daozhen didn't dare to waste time.

He stroked his beard and said to Gu Yan, "The Daoist name in Qingyun Temple is determined by the sect name and the master. You are from the Xuan generation. You are born with intelligence and amazing power. You are a natural warrior. Why not call yourself Xuanwu?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Taoist priests watching nodded.

Xuanwu is good.

Gu Yan was born with supernatural powers and extraordinary talent. Once he grows up, he will be the martial fortune of Qingyun Temple.

What’s more, Xuanwu is a mythical beast and a symbol of good fortune.

This is also a good sign for Qingyun Temple.

Seeing that everyone was quite agreeable and the hall master was about to start writing, Gu Yan hurriedly said:
“Master, I was born into a humble family in the mountains, suffered from a serious illness, and experienced the death of my father and the separation of my relatives.

Just as I was about to follow him, the heavens beckoned, bestowing upon me a gift of good fortune, granting me a relic from a senior. This healed me and gave me the opportunity to join the temple. Xuanwu is the name of a mythical beast, how dare I steal it?

It’s better to call him Xuanyi.

Starting from the beginning, I can always remind myself that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and not to aim too high.

It’s not bad to keep Xuanwu as a pet, but forget about letting yourself be called Xuanwu.

After hearing what Gu Yan said, Daozhen thought for a moment and looked at the master of the Gaogong Hall who was writing: "Uncle Master, what Gu Yan said makes sense. Let's call him Xuanyi."

The Master of the Writing Hall, Gao Gong, nodded. "At this age, yet knowing all this, it's truly remarkable. Daozhen, you've found a great disciple."

After saying this, the brush began to move.

At this point, Gu Yan became Xuanyi, a Taoist priest crowned by Qingyun Temple. He was included in the roster of Qingyun Temple and could call himself a poor Taoist. He also had a following and a backer.

The only people who were unhappy about this capping ceremony were probably the deans of other academies.

If your fists are not strong enough, you can’t defeat Daozhen.

Otherwise, how could such a good disciple be given to Daozhen?

Eh.

Amidst the resentful gazes of the crowd, Daozhen maintained a serious expression. Only after leaving the hall did he unable to suppress the curling of the corners of his mouth.

I have been practicing martial arts for decades, isn’t it just for this moment?

He looked at Gu Yan with an increasingly favorable look in his eyes: "Xuan Yi, come on, Master will take you to get the things, and then teach you the advanced martial arts of the temple!"

Gu Yan nodded expectantly: "Yes, Master."

Under Daozhen's guidance, Gu Yan changed his clothes, received supplies such as a hat and hairpins, and then chose an independent courtyard near the mountain stream as his residence.

It's just that I can't move yet.

Because Daozhen is preparing to teach martial arts.

Daozhen also has a residence on the mountain.

The location was not far from the courtyard chosen by Gu Yan.

The two came under the big tree in the courtyard.

The tree looked quite old, but its crown, trimmed by the north wind, looked like a broken spider web, with a few stubborn brown leaves hanging at the ends, swaying in the cold wind.

There are stone tables and chairs under the tree.

There was light snow and fallen leaves on it, and it looked like no one had come to clean it up for some time.

Daozhen turned to look at Gu Yan, who was standing respectfully beside him. "Xuanyi, you've been at Xunzhaoyuan for over two months. My senior brother said you're very talented and intelligent. You learn things quickly and master them thoroughly once you practice. Is there anything you don't understand?"

Gu Yan thought for a moment before saying, "Master, the methods taught in the academy are all about stretching muscles and bones, or some basic knowledge and terminology about the meridians and the human body. However, I've seen that the shortest training time among those brothers is only two or three years. In a real fight, I'm afraid they wouldn't be as good as those experienced mountain hunters."

He had wanted to complain about this for a long time.

During this period, he mainly learned a lot of common sense knowledge.

This is the biggest gain.

The second is a set of body techniques and a set of health-preserving palm techniques.

After two months of training, Gu Yan felt that at most his body became a little more flexible, but there was no substantial change.

Daozhen heard the hidden meaning in Gu Yan's words and said with a smile: "Then do you want to see real martial arts?"

"miss you!"

Gu Yan said affirmatively.

Hearing this, Daozhen's eyes changed and became murderous.

next moment.

Accompanied by the sound of clanging swords and white sword shadows.

By the time Gu Yan reacted, Daozhen had already put the sword back into the box.

A fallen leaf, belatedly realizing its purpose, split into eight pieces and landed in front of the table where the two of them were sitting.
(End of this chapter)

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