Over the past few months, there was a shocking piece of news on Mount Cangwu. It was said that Du You, the disciple of the Du Clan of Helin, borrowed the Pearl King's True Dew to open his meridians, but was killed by Du Bo and robbed of his treasure. Du Bo's whereabouts were unknown, and it was likely that he was already dead.
Although the Du Clan tried their best to cover up this matter, how could they hide it from the eyes and ears of the Xuanmen aristocratic families?
Everyone in the lower house was gloating. The Du Clan had always been arrogant, and this time, they did not follow the rules and forcefully took away the position of the Eldest Disciple. They deserved this. Now that the Du Clan's previous arrangements were all in vain, it was impossible for them to interfere in the lower house.
After a series of maneuvers by the Lin Clan, Lin Yuan became the Eldest Disciple as he wished. Just as he was feeling complacent, Zhang Yan, who he thought was chased off the mountain by Du You, returned to the mountain. At first, he did not take it to heart. It was strange that Zhang Yan did not return after the Du Clan's death. However, there was another shocking news.
After not seeing each other for two months, Zhang Yan had already cut off the golden locks, opened his meridians, and stepped into the Great Path of Heavenly Gate. This was even more shocking than Du You's disappearance. When Lin Yuan heard about this, he sat there for a long time. The joy in his heart disappeared, and what replaced it was a bad mood.
He had worked hard to become the Eldest Disciple of the lower house, but Zhang Yan, who he thought he had to get rid of, had actually surpassed him? Wouldn't he, the Eldest Disciple, become a joke?
For the first time in his life, Lin Yuan hated the rules of the family. If he did not have to sit in the lower house for 16 years, he could have opened his meridians and entered the upper house. How could he have fallen behind Zhang Yan?
This news made many of the lower house aristocratic families' disciples unable to react, and the Mount Cangwu was silent.
How many years had it been?
Zhang Yan had only been on the mountain for three years, and it had only been half a year since he became an inner disciple. How could he have opened his meridians in two months? Didn't they say that Zhang Yan's aptitude was average and that he could only be a strong man? On the contrary, Du You, who swore to take Zhang Yan's life, went missing after opening his meridians. There was a strong contrast between the two.
Haojue Peak, Du Zhen Hall.
When Zhang Yan stepped into the hall again, Shi Shoujing, He Shouxuan, and Zhen Shouzhong did not dare to sit on the stone platform. They all stood up and bowed.
The position of the Lower House Guru had always been held by those in the sect who had not made much progress in the path of cultivation. This was why they could guard their loneliness and face the common people day and night.
As for those who had opened their meridians in the Lower House, once they entered the Upper House, they would become the backbone of the sect and become true disciples. They would be bestowed with paradises, elixirs, and Dharma books. In the future, their path of cultivation would be smooth, and their future prospects would far surpass the three of them. As such, they did not respect the current Zhang Yan, but his future achievements.
"Greetings to the three masters."
Although he had successfully opened his meridian channels, Zhang Yan's actions did not show the slightest hint of arrogance. He was still as respectful and courteous as before. No matter how the three of them treated him, or what thoughts they had in their hearts that day, they had indeed accepted him into the lower courtyard. Therefore, he did not respect the status of the three of them, but rather the fact that they had helped him earlier.
Shi Shoujing saw that Zhang Yan's current attitude was respectful and had a good impression of him.
The three of them looked impressive, but in reality, they did not have much power. They could only rely on their cultivation to suppress the disciples of the lower courtyard. Usually, they only thought about how to protect themselves, and occasionally used the sect's rules to discipline the disciples of the lower courtyard. But now that Zhang Yan had opened his Celestial Meridians, the rules of the lower courtyard were already useless against him. He no longer had to care about them, but he still behaved in such a manner. Shi Shoujing could not help but say in a friendly manner, "Junior Brother Zhang, now that you have opened your meridians and broken through, you will be one of us from now on. You can call each other brothers."
Zhang Yan smiled slightly and cupped his hands again. "Greetings, Senior Brothers."
The three of them returned the greeting again.
After straightening up, Shi Shoujing carefully examined Zhang Yan. He saw that his breath was coming out of his head, and the power of growth was about to move. It was obvious that after opening his Celestial Meridians, it was a sign of success. He could not help but sigh in his heart. When he first heard that Zhang Yan had opened his Celestial Meridians, he had thought it was a mistake. Now it seemed that he had misjudged people. No wonder the Zhou family had chosen him as their son-in-law. It seemed that there was a reason behind it.
He had also read the "Record of Inner Meditation of Xuanyuan", and he knew the dangers within. Because this book was too complicated and mysterious, with thousands of threads, it was also called the "Thousand Light Book" in Xuanmen. He thought that if it were him, he would definitely not dare to take this step.
And this Zhang Yan looked like his talent was average. He had already hinted to him that the path of a Strongman was the most appropriate. He did not think that after not seeing him for a few months, this person would actually open his Celestial Meridians and break through, and go straight to the Gate of Heaven. If this person did not have a great opportunity on him, then there was an expert guiding him from behind.
No matter which one it was, it was not something he could speculate on.
Thinking of this, Shi Shoujing's expression became even more polite. He said, "Junior Brother, please wait a moment. The Senior Brother from the Upper House will be here shortly."
Half a month ago, Zhang Yan had returned to the mountain. Originally, once the news of him opening his Celestial Meridians had spread, the Celestial Master from the Upper House should have arrived immediately. However, for some reason, he had not arrived. It was only today that the confirmed news came, and only then did he summon Zhang Yan.
The four of them waited for about an hour before a middle-aged Daoist wearing a feathered robe and a tall hat finally arrived. He walked into the main hall with a sullen face and greeted the three deacons of the lower house who had the word 'Shou' written on them.
After seeing this person, Shi Shoujing was slightly surprised, but he did not show it on his face. As usual, he cupped his hands and bowed to this Taoist.
This Taoist turned around and stood in the main hall with his hands behind his back. He looked up and down at Zhang Yan, and said with a frown, "You are Zhang Yan? Quickly release your pulse, and let I have a look. "
Zhang Yan squinted his eyes, but did not move.
"What, you don't know how?" The Taoist's face was rather impatient. He said, "Shift the flow of Qi, let the Primordial Qi enter the meridians, circulate it through the orifices, and naturally manifest it."
Zhang Yan still did not move, and only asked lightly, "Who is Respect?"
"You …"
The Taoist suddenly choked, and could not speak for a long time. He wanted to open his mouth to teach Zhang Yan a few words, but he was afraid of losing his identity and being laughed at if he argued, so he tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, and said coldly, "I am Wang Yixing, an appraiser from the Upper House, and specially came to check your pulse."
Originally, the appraisal of the pulse needed to invite an immortal master from the Upper House who was at least in the Mystic Light Realm, and then the person being appraised would invite an elder from the clan to be the witness. However, because Zhang Yan was not from an aristocratic family, the appraisers from the Upper House relied on their status, and no one was willing to come, so it was delayed again and again. However, the rules of the Ying Cang Sect could not be broken, and after more than half a month, they finally sent Wang Yixing, a cultivator in the Clear Qi Realm, to deal with it.
This Wang Yixing was also from an aristocratic family in the Xuanmen Sect, and this task fell on his head, and he felt that he had lost face, but his senior brothers forced him to do it, and he could not refuse. Therefore, his mood was extremely bad, and no matter how he looked at Zhang Yan, he did not like it.
"Since it is the appraiser from the Upper House, I will naturally take a look with senior brother."
Zhang Yan silently circulated his Yuanzhen, and immediately, there was a cloud-like aura that spread out.
Wang Yixing could not help but let out a sound of surprise. Other people needed a moment to see the effect of the pulse, but Zhang Yan showed a strange phenomenon in an instant, this was not simple. However, after he took a look, he said disdainfully, "Fog Phase, low-low-grade." He waved his sleeves, cupped his hands, and said, "Goodbye."
The three attendants looked at each other, low-low-grade? They also had discerning eyes, and although Zhang Yan's pulse did not seem to be very good, using a low-low-grade evaluation was too casual.
Since the appraisal was over, Zhang Yan did not stay any longer, and immediately said goodbye to the three attendants.
Shi Shoujing knew that the pulse was related to Zhang Yan's choice of martial arts in the future, with the appraisal of low-low-grade, it meant that there were very few martial arts that Zhang Yan could choose. He sent Zhang Yan all the way to the door of the main hall, and before leaving, he comforted him, "Junior Brother Zhang, in my opinion, although your pulse is low-grade, it is complete, and there is endless vitality inside, even if it is low-grade, it is still worthy of the low-high-grade, it will be unfair to you."
"No matter, it is all low-grade, how can there be a difference between low-high-grade and low-grade?" Zhang Yan's expression was as usual, and there was not a trace of unhappiness.
Shi Shoujing secretly nodded, no matter how good Zhang Yan's aptitude was, his temperament was first-class, and in the future, it was not likely that he would not have any achievements, so he said kindly, "Tomorrow, someone will come to pick junior brother up to the Upper House, if you have time, you can come to the Lower House."
"Of course, senior brother, please keep your jade finger, I will take my leave." Zhang Yan cupped his hands and left.
Along the way down Haojue Peak, he also let out a long breath. If that Wang Yixing saw some "high-high-grade" pulse, he would have to spend a lot of words to explain. Fortunately, that person was not knowledgeable enough, and it was a fake story, so he did not see it.
He knew that his identity was too special, and as a non-aristocratic family, he opened his pulse from the Lower House and directly entered the Upper House, it would definitely attract a lot of attention, and most of them did not have good intentions, so it was quite inconvenient to do things. The water in the Upper House was deeper than the water in the Lower House, so before he had a clear understanding of the situation, it was not good to be too ostentatious.
As for the martial arts that Shi Shoujing mentioned, he did not care at all, now that he had the "Taiyi Golden Book" in hand, when the Qi dynamic was cultivated to a high level, it could be used as money and iron, comparable to magic weapons and flying swords. Even the Du family had to go through many ways to get this book, how could the gift from the sect be better than this?
As for those elixirs and instruments that originally belonged to the true disciples, he had no intention of giving them away, he must fight for what should be in his hands.
Everyone in the Lower House was also waiting to see how Zhang Yan's pulse was, not long after, the news came: after the evaluation by the Master, Zhang Yan's pulse was only of the low-low-grade Mist Form.
When everyone heard this, they felt a little better. Most of them thought that this was a matter of course. Without the support of a clan, without the gift of a sect, a mere cultivator of ordinary birth, to be able to open his meridians and break through closed door cultivation was already a blessing from the heavens. How could they expect him to open a passable meridian?
But in any case, since Zhang Yan was a disciple of the Lower House, it was a foregone conclusion that he would go to the Upper House after opening his pulse. It was not that there were no disciples of ordinary birth who entered the Lower House before, but those people were all talented, rare geniuses, the aristocratic families usually used the method of marriage to recruit them, but when they heard that Zhang Yan's pulse was of the low-low-grade, the aristocratic families who originally had some interest in him immediately lost interest.
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