The Blue Cloud Sect had tens of thousands of acres of spiritual fields and ten thousand Daoist children. With so many people, it was easy for geniuses to emerge. Although the Blue Cloud Sect only passed down the simplest Qingyun Qi Refinement Technique to the group of little Daoist children and did not provide any other guidance or help in cultivation, there would be one or two outstanding people among the ten thousand or so Daoist children who managed to cultivate Spiritual Qi on their own every year.
In the eyes of the other Daoist children, these people were all extraordinary talents and favored by the heavens.
"Brothers, I'm leaving. Sometimes I'll drop by and have a drink with you!"
Early in the morning, Fang Xing packed his things and carried them on his back before bidding farewell to the Daoist children.
In the morning breeze, the five little Daoist children — Wang Zhi, Little Freckle, Hanged Ghost, Rat Spirit, and Luoquan Ghost — stood in front of the wooden house to send him off.
Their faces were filled with admiration and envy. They had never imagined that this fierce and overbearing kid would actually be able to cultivate spiritual energy in a short period of three months. He was about to reach the heavens in a single bound and become an outer court disciple.
Although they saw Fang Xing cultivating diligently every day, they thought it was a common problem when they first entered the Blue Cloud Sect. Every Daoist child who entered the Blue Cloud Sect would spend the first year or even two cultivating desperately, hoping to step into the path of immortality and reach the heavens in one step. However, as time passed, they would slowly give up, recognize their potential, and start to settle down as an ordinary person.
Usually, Fang Xing kept his mouth shut. It was only yesterday when he said he was going to ring the Clear Heart Bell that others knew he had cultivated Spiritual Qi.
"Boss Fang, you're really not an ordinary person. You'll reach the heavens in one step after entering the outer sect. I hope you remember us brothers …"
Wang Zhi said sincerely. His eyes seemed to be a little red, and Little Freckle started sobbing.
Fang Xing kicked him and scolded with a smile, "Why are you crying like a girl? I'm just leveling up, not going to die. You bastards, remember the secret method I told you yesterday. It's a secret that I've painstakingly researched. As long as you practice according to the instructions, you'll definitely be able to cultivate spiritual energy. When you enter the outer sect, I'll still protect you!"
"That method … is really … really too strange … but, we will remember it!"
All the children smiled awkwardly, disapproving of the method that Fang Xing had told them.
Fang Xing smiled and didn't say anything. He had already told them the method. Whether they believed it or not, it was up to them.
"Alright, brothers, I'm leaving. I won't send you off!"
Fang Xing waved his hand, turned around, and walked along the winding path towards the depths of the green mountains.
"Farewell, Boss Fang. I wish Boss Fang a bright future ahead of you, and a meteoric rise …"
The congratulatory voices of the children came from behind. All of them seemed to be deeply attached to each other …
However, when Fang Xing's figure disappeared from their sight, all the children suddenly straightened their backs. With shifty eyes, they wiped away the tears on their faces and sighed, "The heavens have eyes. They've finally sent this little devil away …"
"Yes, yes, yes. During the time he was here, I didn't even dare to sleep too soundly at night!"
"Life has finally returned to peace. Thank the heavens …"
Following the winding path all the way out of the spiritual field, one could enter the vicinity of the back door of the Blue Cloud Sect. From here, one could also see the true appearance of the Blue Cloud Sect. It was truly surrounded by celestial clouds, with strange peaks rising one after another. Quaint and tranquil Taoist temples were hidden in the valleys. Unknowingly, a breeze blew past, parting the mountain fog, revealing a cultivation abode that looked like a celestial realm.
The spiritual field only reached the foot of the green mountains. Under an ancient pine tree, there was a stone platform made of bluestone. Going up the stone platform, there was a green bronze bell. It looked ancient. The bronze bell was the size of a millstone, but there was no bell-ringing wood beside it. Next to the stone platform, there was a stone tablet on a stone carving of a Suanni. On the tablet, there was a name: Pure Heart Bell. Next to the bell were two lines of poetry:
The sound of the bell breaks the bonds of the mortal world.
"Is this the place? Among the tens of thousands of children, whoever cultivates spiritual Qi can ring this bell and be promoted to an outer disciple … "
Fang Xing thought in his heart. He walked up the stairs and touched the surface of the bronze bell.
The dew had yet to dissipate. The bronze bell was bone-chilling and extremely heavy. Fang Xing pushed it, but it did not budge at all.
"Pure Heart Bell, low-grade spiritual tool. Ordinary wood and common bronze cannot ring it. When spiritual Qi collides with it, the sound can travel ten miles …"
Focusing on the bell, the Yin Yang Fiend Mirror in his mind started to operate. The characteristics of the bronze were all imprinted in Fang Xing's heart.
"Then let's begin. Xiao Jianming, the tenth bandit leader of the Ghost Smoke Valley, is here …"
"Blue Cloud Sect, I, Fang Xing, am here …"
"Immortal Dao, I am here!"
Fang Xing took a deep breath. He gathered the spiritual Qi in his body and suddenly hit the bell.
"Weng …"
The heavy bell body suddenly trembled. The dull bell sound spread far and wide, startling a flock of birds in the mountains.
Fang Xing knocked three times in a row and stopped, waiting for the sect to come.
"The Pure Heart Bell has rung. Another Daoist child has cultivated spiritual Qi?"
"Heh, I wonder if his aptitude is good or if he is another trash!"
In the midst of the mountains, many people were disturbed from their dreams. Some paid attention, some sneered, and some turned over to continue sleeping.
In less than ten breaths of time, a green figure flashed out from the mountain gate ahead like a bolt of lightning. It was a skinny young man with a fair and clean face. He wore a green Daoist robe and had his hair tied up in a bun with an ebony hairpin. He seemed to be in high spirits, but his face was expressionless like a dead man.
He came forward and glanced at Fang Xing. It was as if he was struck by cold lightning. He asked in a deep voice, "You are the one who rang the Pure Heart Bell? What is your name? "
"Greetings, Senior Brother. I am Junior Brother Fang Xing, a Daoist child of the C3 area. Greetings, Senior Brother!"
Fang Xing naturally wouldn't be arrogant at this moment. He respectfully bowed to the person who came, appearing to be very well-behaved.
However, when he bowed, he also carefully sized up the person. He saw that the person was in the fourth layer of spirit formation realm. His strength wasn't weak.
"Good, follow me!"
The young man nodded his head and pulled Fang Xing's arm. Like lightning, they flew up the mountain.
Fang Xing felt the wind under his feet and the wind whistled past his ears. The wind was so strong that it hurt his face. He couldn't even open his eyes. He immediately cursed this dead-face in his heart. Is he trying to show off his abilities in front of me? I asked you for nothing … … But then he thought that he was stupid. Why didn't he circulate his spiritual Qi to resist? With a thought, he circulated his spiritual Qi and immediately felt much better.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was flying towards a mountain peak. The Blue Cloud Sect had countless strange peaks. There were seven tallest peaks in between the green mountains. Although they looked messy, they were actually the seven main peaks of the Blue Cloud Sect.
At this moment, the young Daoist was leading him towards one of the seven peaks.
"Elder Gao, the person is here!"
The young Taoist priest led them to a pavilion on the mountainside of the strange peak and respectfully reported to the person inside.
"Let him come in!"
An old voice came from the pavilion. When the young Daoist heard this, he pushed Fang Xing's back and he immediately fell into the pavilion.
"Motherf * cker, you dare to push me?"
Fang Xing subconsciously wanted to curse, but before he could open his mouth, he suddenly felt a stern gaze staring at him.
"How did you cultivate spiritual Qi?"
The old voice sounded again. The voice was dull and solemn, as if there was a sound wave hitting Fang Xing's head.
Fang Xing turned his head and saw an old Daoist with a face like orange peel. His greyish-white hair was draped on both sides. The morning light shone in through the window, illuminating half of his face while the other half was hidden in the darkness. However, his eyes were equally bright. His sharp gaze fell upon Fang Xing as if it could see through any secret, causing one to tremble in fear and not dare to lie even the slightest.
"Hmm? I actually can't see through his cultivation … … "
Fang Xing boldly looked at the old man, but he didn't expect that the Yin Yang Fiend Mirror actually couldn't see through his cultivation.
After the Yin Yang Fiend Mirror entered his body, every time he appraised a treasure or a person's cultivation, it would consume some of Fang Xing's spiritual Qi. The higher the spiritual Qi of the appraised item, the more spiritual Qi it consumed.
The fact that he couldn't see through the old Daoist's cultivation could only mean that Fang Xing's spiritual Qi was not enough to activate the Yin Yang Fiend Mirror to see through his cultivation.
"I … I … ate the Essence Transforming Grass …"
Fang Xing's mind turned quickly, and he decided that it was better to tell the truth, so he pretended to be afraid and answered. "Sigh, another one who used the Essence Transforming Grass.
Forget it, it's your good fortune to be able to discover the magical effects of the Essence Transforming Grass. I'll allow you to be promoted to an outer disciple of the Blue Cloud Sect. This token is for you as a token of your status as a disciple of the Blue Cloud Sect. Later, take this token to the Green Wood Hall, and someone will naturally arrange a place for you to cultivate. You will also be given a Daoist robe of the Blue Cloud Sect, as well as a cultivation method … "
The old man seemed a little disappointed. After asking for Fang Xing's name, he took a drop of his blood, merged it into a small black wooden token, threw it to him, and dismissed him.
"That's it?"
Fang Xing stood outside the attic, a little dazed. He didn't expect it to be so simple.
"Could it be that he discovered the many magical effects of the Essence Transforming Grass?"
Fang Xing couldn't figure it out. He flipped over the wooden token to take a look, only to see a 'Ding' engraved on it.
No matter what, the 'Ding' was definitely not a good grade. Even among the spiritual fields, the 'Ding' area was also the worst.
However, Fang Xing did not know the magical effects of the Essence Melting Grass. Although ordinary Daoist children did not know about it, how could the Elders of the Dao Sect not know about it since they cultivated Dao techniques and studied pharmacology? However, the cultivation of the Daoist sects valued aptitude, and the Blue Cloud Sect was a classic example of aptitude being king. Therefore, although they had ways to let a person who couldn't cultivate cultivate spiritual Qi, they wouldn't do it.
After all, such a person's aptitude was too poor. Even if he forced himself to embark on the path of cultivation, he wouldn't have a bright future.
However, the Daoist sects also valued fate and comprehension. Therefore, although the Daoist children who cultivated through the Essence Transforming Grass usually had poor aptitude, the Blue Cloud Sect would still give them the identity of an outer disciple. As for their future achievements, it would depend on their own luck.
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