Flying Rock Peak is located on the west side of the Blue Cloud Sect. The spiritual energy here is abundant, ranking third among the seven peaks of Qingyun Sect.
On the peak, there is a 'Promotion Hall', which is responsible for the assessment of outer disciples' promotion to inner disciples. Any outer disciple of the Blue Cloud Sect, after breaking through to the fourth stage of spirit formation, must come to this hall to be assessed by the inner elders, asked about their origin, and then accepted the three rules and twelve commandments. Then, they must make an oath in front of the Tao Ancestor of the Blue Cloud Sect and place a soul lamp in front of the main altar of the Blue Cloud Sect to choose their path of cultivation and officially become a disciple of the Qingyun Sect.
Fang Xing, with his small hands behind his back, strode to the Flying Rock Peak. The road was difficult to walk on because only a group of disciples would step on this road every ten years, and the number of people would never be many. As a result, the mountain path was full of thorns, making it difficult to walk.
And this is the first warning given by the Blue Cloud Sect to the disciples, meaning that the path of cultivation is difficult.
As for the inner disciples, the Blue Cloud Sect values them a lot.
The thousand outer disciples are definitely not the foundation of the Blue Cloud Sect, but the hundred inner disciples.
In the future, as these hundred inner disciples cultivate, they will become deacons of the Blue Cloud Sect, or be sent to guard the spirit mines and sub-sects of the Blue Cloud Sect, slaying demons and protecting the interests and prestige of the Blue Cloud Sect.
As for the thousand or so outer disciples, most of them will leave the mountain when they have no hope of cultivation. They will either return to their respective families or rely on the Blue Cloud Sect to reproduce their bloodline and become a small family of inheritance, which is also the foundation of the Blue Cloud Sect in the world of mortals.
Of course, a large portion of them died in the process of receiving the decree.
Arriving in front of the Promotion Hall, there was a large drum outside the hall. It was ten feet above the ground and as big as a house. The drum's face was covered with the skin of a Foundation Building stage flood dragon. Its sound could travel a hundred miles, and it was called the "Awakening Drum". Beside it was a drumstick. A thousand years ago, the Great Elder of the Blue Cloud Sect, Yang Huayu, killed a Jindan Daemon King Nine-Headed Lion King and used its longest leg bone to make the drumstick. It was called the "Sky Shaking Hammer".
'Striking the drum with a mallet to shake the heavens and awaken the world is to announce to the world that our Blue Cloud Sect has gained another disciple. Our legacy will never end, and our sect will never perish.'
There were very few people outside the Promotion Hall, and it was very quiet. Only two or three little Daoists were cleaning. When they saw Fang Xing, they looked at him curiously.
"Senior Brother, you can't barge into the Promotion Hall. You'd better go down the mountain!"
A little Daoist boy kindly reminded them. Only outer disciples who have reached the fourth level of spirit formation could enter the promotion hall, and Fang Xing looked to be around the same age as them. No matter how they looked at him, he didn't seem to have reached the fourth level of spirit formation.
Fang Xing laughed and said, "Well said, this young master will reward you!"
Saying so, he threw out three spirit stones, one for each Daoist boy.
The three Daoists looked at each other in dismay. He was just warning you not to barge in here, so what did he say?
What they didn't know was that when Fang Xing heard these words, his heart was filled with joy. Of course, no one could barge into the Promotion Hall. Only geniuses like him, who have reached the fourth level of spirit formation, could do so. What the little Daoist boy said was right, so he must be rewarded.
The little Daoist boy wanted to say something, but Fang Xing ignored them. He suddenly jumped up, stretched out his two small hands, and hugged the drumstick that was as thick as a stone pillar in the hall. With a loud roar, he swung the drumstick up and hit it heavily on the surface of the drum.
"Peng … …"
The dull sound of the drum was like thunder, rolling through the entire mountain gate.
Fang Xing was proud of himself. His hands didn't stop, and he continued to swing the drumstick. Peng, peng, peng, peng. For a moment, the sound of thunder rumbled, shaking the earth.
When the three little Daoists saw this scene, they immediately widened their eyes in shock.
The reason why the Wakening Drum was erected here was because other than disciples who have reached the fourth level of spirit formation, ordinary people wouldn't be able to hit it.
And this kid who looked to be around their age actually kept on hitting it. Doesn't that mean that he has already reached the fourth level of spirit formation?
The thunderous sound of the drum continuously spread out from the Flying Rock Peak, startling many people who were in seclusion.
"Someone is actually going to be promoted to an inner sect disciple? Who is it? "
Many hot-blooded outer sect disciples who wanted to fight for the honor of being the first to enter the inner sect were startled.
"It hasn't even been a year and someone is already going to be promoted to the inner sect? Is it a disciple from the past or a new disciple? "
There were also many elders who were startled and looked over at the Flying Rock Peak curiously.
The fat Daoist was walking in the valley when he heard the drum. Tears streamed down his face as he knew it was Fang Xing who hit it.
When Meng Xuanzhao heard the drum, his heart was filled with anger. He looked at his uncle who had a stern face in front of him with a pleading look.
When the yellow-robed woman and the dark-faced man in the Purple Bamboo Forest heard this, the dark-faced man smiled bitterly and said, "We even made an agreement to see who would be the first to become an inner sect disciple and made a bet. But we didn't expect that the first to enter the inner sect would actually be a child with no power, no influence, and no resources. This has really put us down. Senior Sister Zhao, what do you think?"
The light yellow clothed lady said indifferently, "Instead of being friends with Meng Xuanzhao, it's better to be friends with him. If there's a chance, I will make friends with him!"
The black faced man was startled and smiled bitterly, "You're right. Fortunately, we didn't form any enmity this time!"
On the main peak of the Emerald Cloud Sect, under an ancient pine tree, a black-haired old man and a white-haired young man were playing chess. The game was coming to an end. The black-haired old man was frowning and thinking hard. He had not played a single piece for ten days, while the white-haired young man had a smile on his face. He was startled by the sound of the drum and opened his transcendence vision to look at the Promotion Hall. He was slightly startled.
"Is this kid going to enter the inner sect? Looking at the time, it's about time … … "
… …
After the World Awakening Drum sounded three times, three old men floated out of the Promotion Hall. The one on the left had a thin face and eagle-like eyes. He had a long beard that reached his chest, and his expression was dignified. The one in the middle had an old face and a gentle gaze. The one on the right had a short stature and wore a black robe. He was bald and had no hair. He couldn't see the depth of their cultivation, but they should be above the Foundation Establishment Realm.
With the ability of his Yin Yang Fiendgod Mirror, unless someone had broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage, he would be able to determine the level of their cultivation with just a glance.
After the three elders came out, the long bearded elder asked, "Who was the one who sounded the Awakening Drum?"
Fang Xing knelt on one knee and said loudly, "Outer sect disciple Fang Xing, has broken through the fourth layer of spirit formation. I wish to enter the inner sect and train in mystical techniques!"
The long bearded elder looked at Fang Xing. Seeing that Fang Xing was young, he was a little surprised. Of course, there were some good seedlings in the Dao Sect. However, those good seedlings were usually taken in by the four great inheritances of Blue Cloud Sect the moment they entered the mountain and were carefully trained. They didn't have to go through the competition from the outer sect to the inner sect. Just like Xiao Man, because of her special physique, she was directly taken in by Vermilion Cloud Valley's pill master, Elder Qing Niao. It could be said that she directly entered the inner sect.
However, it was rare to see someone like Fang Xing who climbed up from the outer sect at such a young age.
However, the long bearded elder didn't ask. He just nodded and said, "Follow us!"
The three elders led Fang Xing into the promotion hall. The hall was extremely spacious. It was about a hundred feet long and seventy feet deep. In the hall, there was a huge jade pillar supporting the dome. It was extremely tall and cold. At the end of the hall, on the wall in the center, there was a portrait. On the portrait was an old Daoist in a fluttering green robe. It was the Blue Cloud Sect's Daoist Yun Youzi from three thousand years ago.
Below the portrait, there was a purple table. On it, there were five thick ancient books. They were the Azure Cloud Five Techniques.
Below the purple table, there was a small table. On it, there was a purple copper lamp that wasn't lit yet.
Arriving in front of the portrait, the three elders paid their respects to Daoist Yun Youzi's portrait. Then, they turned around and examined Fang Xing.
The elder on the far left asked in a deep voice, "Fang Xing, where did you come from and where do you live?"
His voice was deep and distant. It was as if it pierced straight into Fang Xing's heart. He subconsciously didn't dare to lie.
However, this trick could only fool ordinary people. Fang Xing wasn't old, but he was determined. Seeing the elder's question, he told the lie that he had already made up. "I'm a native of West Chu's Qingliu County's Fishing Woodcutter Town. Because the town was attacked by a drought demon, everyone in the town was killed. I hid in the ancestral hall and escaped the disaster. Then, I wandered the martial world and ended up here …"
What he was talking about was a village near the Ghost Smoke Valley. There was once a drought demon that appeared. Not a single person in the town survived. It was a wandering cultivator who happened to pass by who helped out and killed the drought demon. This incident was famous in the entire Chu region.
Ever since Fang Xing entered the Blue Cloud Sect, he had made up such an identity for himself. When someone asked, he would answer like this.
The elder felt the fluctuation of Fang Xing's Qi and blood. When he realized that there was nothing wrong, he nodded and gestured to the next person.
"Fang Xing, since you've entered the inner sect, are you willing to accept the Blue Cloud Sect's Three Rules and Twelve Commandments?"
"I'm willing!"
The elder said, "Alright, recite after me!"
"Yes!"
"I, the disciple of the Blue Cloud Sect, Fang Xing, am willing to accept the Blue Cloud Sect's Three Rules and Twelve Commandments. The first commandment is to betray the sect …"
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