Tzu-yang

  "Is it just a selection for three years?" Mo Wen felt unexpected.

  "The Upper Clear Grand Ceremony is held once every two cycles of sixty years, and after a selection process, the ancestral master personally transmits the wonderful teachings. Three years of selection doesn't count as long." The round-faced old Daoist nodded and said.

  "May I ask, Master Tao, what are the nine passes of selection? What if one fails to pass, how should they conduct themselves?" Mo didn't ask as he walked half a step behind the round-faced old Taoist.

  "This matter, I have not experienced before, and do not know the details. However, according to past conventions, it should be six passes to enter the gate and learn the method, three passes to transmit the great way. You are naturally intelligent, even if you don't get selected, you can stay in Wúliáng Mountain to study our sect's techniques." The round-faced old Daoist said.

  "How many people have come to seek the law like me?" Mo asked.

  "Less than three hundred." The round-faced old man sighed and shook his head, clearly dissatisfied with the amount.

  "In the end, how many people will be left?" Mo asked in pursuit.

  "There is no fixed number, passing the six trials is already not easy, and the last three trials are even more difficult. It has been nearly a thousand years since a Qingcheng disciple received a Daoist name from the Ancestor himself." The round-faced old Daoist shook his head and said.

  "Junior heard that as soon as one enters the mountain gate, there is a Taoist name. Why don't we have one?" Mo Wen asked with respect. Since he was following the elder and couldn't look around, he just followed closely and didn't take in the scenery of the mountain.

  "After passing the first six levels, one becomes a disciple of the Upper Clear Way. After passing the next three levels, one can be considered a true disciple of the Upper Clear. Only those who have gained insight into the Great Way and achieved the Golden Body Ascension can become a disciple of the Ancestor. And only then will they receive a Daoist name from the Ancestor himself." The old Daoist with a round face explained.

  "I pay respects to the venerable Daoist master." Mo Wen made a bow with his round face.

  "My humble name is Qingyangzi, and the dark-faced man who didn't smile earlier was my second senior brother Guyangzi. My eldest senior brother Xuan Yangzi is in charge of this place." The old Daoist replied with a smile.

  "Why are you working so hard when your status is so noble?" Mo asked, pointing at a small pavilion at the foot of the mountain.

  "All of you young ones in the mountains have your own duties and can't leave, let alone this is the first hurdle when entering the door. If I entrust it to a junior, I'm afraid there will be mistakes." Qingyangzi said.

  Mo Wen nodded repeatedly as he heard the words, just like Qingyangzi said, the first pass is crucial and requires selecting the true from the false.

  As the two of them were talking, Mo Xun suddenly noticed a woman in white kneeling on the stone road ahead. The woman was dressed all in white, slender and petite, with fine hair hanging down on both sides of her face. Because her face was covered with a veil, it was impossible to see her true features.

  At the first entry into the mountain, Mo asked not to dare to ask more, followed by Qingyangzi from the side of the white-clothed woman, turned back just in time for the woman to lift her head, Mo asked to meet with her gaze. The girl's eyes were extremely beautiful, clear and gentle, although she couldn't see her face, just looking at her eyes knew that this girl was a kind and gentle person.

  He didn't just see the woman's eyes, but also noticed the bloodstains on her knees. Kneeling and crawling forward with both knees, the mountain road was rugged, and the pain was imaginable. At this time, there was still no sign of the Taoist temple in sight, it seemed that the white-clothed woman would have to continue kneeling for a long time.

  Don't ask about the nature of benevolence, seeing others suffer moves his heart to pity, but thinking that the two have little wealth on them, he hesitates slightly. After a brief hesitation, he stops and says, "Master Dao, I still have some savings on me, I'd like to donate ten taels of silver to redeem this girl's freedom."

  "With a heart full of compassion and pity, it's hard to find someone like her, but this woman must kneel down and not stand upright." Qingyangzi didn't stay.

  Mo Wen looked at the white-clad woman with a helpless expression, and she nodded slightly in response to his previous words, showing her gratitude. Mo Wen nodded back and turned to leave.

  Although he had doubts in his mind, he didn't ask any more questions. This was someone else's territory, and he should be a polite guest.

  After a while, Qingyangzi didn't speak, and led the two of them to cross the mountain and head north. Mount Wuliang is composed of two main peaks, east and west. When they reached the top of the secondary peak on the south side, the buildings on the main peak were in full view. Three huge buildings stood separately on the east, west, and south sides of the main peak, each connected by a road. These three buildings occupied a vast area, with a magnificent and majestic atmosphere, deep and profound. At this time, it was about to be dusk, the sunset shone obliquely, the fragrance of incense wafted in the air, birds chirped, the small stream on the east mountain flowed gently, the west mountain was shrouded in a halo of light, the elegant ancient charm was revealed, and the spiritual energy was hidden.

  "The main hall is for our sect's Daoists, you will reside in the east hall, and the west hall is prepared as a residence for the leaders of the Upper Clarity sects." Qingyangzi pointed out.

  "Thank you for your guidance, Master Dao. Are the leaders of other sects also here to listen to the Ancestor's lecture?" Mo Xiang asked politely.

  "The ancestors are not here, the Upper Clear Sect has many branches under its gate, each with its own expertise. After passing the six gates, the leaders of the various sects will come one after another to guide and teach, pouring out their hearts to help the Upper Clear disciples understand the Upper Clear teachings, gathering the scattered streams into one school, paving the way for the future great achievement and ascension of the disciples." said Qingyangzi.

  Mo Wen heard the words and nodded repeatedly, it seems that all the sects under the Upper Clear Sect attach great importance to the Double Armor Assembly. If they can pass the assessment smoothly, they will be able to learn all the skills and magic of the Upper Clear Sect.

  They had not gone far when the road forked in three directions. Qingyangzi stopped and said to Mo Wu, "You go to the East Hall, I will arrange for your servants."

  "Thank you, Master, thank you." Mo Wu Xie bowed to Qing Yang Zi, and after the courtesy was over, he looked at Lao Wu, "Thanks to Master's favor, you can stay here. You must listen carefully and work hard. If you cause trouble, you won't be able to stay here."

  "Don't worry, old master, I will never lose face for you." Lao Wu said with a nod.

  Qingyangzi waited for the two to finish speaking, then took Lao Wu to the main hall. Mo Xun took the token and walked towards the Eastern Taoist temple.

  After a while, Mo asked arrived outside the East Hall, where there was a Taoist priest checking the number plate, and he led him into the Taoist temple. What Qingyangzi said about the East Hall was still very accurate, because this place did not enshrine any gods, and both front and back were living quarters for people, except that in addition to the front and back courtyards, there was also a separate courtyard on the west side, which also seemed to be a residence.

  There are many rooms here, but few people live here. Most of the rooms are empty. Mo Wen doesn't like noise, so he lives alone in one room. The room has only two beds with blue bedding and a water basin and bucket inside.

  "The East Wing has food and drink available, you can move around freely within the courtyard, but don't go out of the main gate." The Taoist leading the way said to Mo.

  Mo Wen hastily thanked him and turned to leave.

  Earlier, after rushing to catch up, don't ask how hungry I was. After putting down my luggage, I went out to the East Wing and hadn't even entered the courtyard when I heard shouting from the dining hall: "Third Master eats meat, how can this bird eat?"

  Mo asked one to listen with great joy, and quickly walked into the cafeteria. He saw that Black Three was loudly scolding a young Daoist priest who was distributing food. The young Daoist priest was frightened and didn't know what to do. There were dozens of people eating in the cafeteria, including both men and women. All the women wore veils on their faces. Upon hearing the noise, everyone turned their heads to look around.

  "Hero." Mo Wen quickly walked over to Hei San's side.

  "Hey, bookworm, where did you run off to that night, making Third Master search all over for you." Hei San was also delighted to see Mo Xiong.

  "I went out to find firewood and got lost." Mo asked, pulling Hei San to one side.

  "I knew it, you're a man of your word." Hei San patted Mo Wen's shoulder with a grin.

  Don't ask who can withstand its powerful and heavy wolf claws, after two blows, it flashed open with a grin.

  "This is a good meal, people outside can't get this." Mo Wen said to Hei San, the porridge in everyone's bowls was very thick and fragrant.

  "I can't eat this stuff." Hei San scrunched up his face in distaste.

  "Follow me, I still have some leftover venison at home." Mo Xiang said.

  Hei Sanyi's eyes lit up as soon as he heard it, and followed Mo Wen out of the cafeteria to his room.

  "Hero, don't you have any silver on you?" Mo Xun asked Hei San, who was devouring deer meat. The knees of Hei San's pants were already worn through, it was clear that he had crawled in on his knees.

  "Don't mention it, just mentioning it makes me angry. Others can walk in after paying the silver, but we have to kneel down even after paying the silver. What kind of logic is this? It's really outrageous." Hei San shouted with a glare.

  "Who is it that has paid their dues and is entering on their knees?" Mo asked in confusion.

  "Non-humans must all crawl in on their knees; even if they pay, they still have to kneel." Hei San tore at the venison with a savage air.

  Don't ask, but Wen Yan was slightly shocked. If Hei San's words were true, then the white-clothed woman he had seen earlier was also a transformed monster. Thinking back to the clear and gentle eyes of that woman, it was hard for him to associate her with a beast.

  "Hero, since you're here to learn magic, you can't do as you please. Coming here means following the rules, or they'll drive you away and you'll leave empty-handed." Mo Xiang spoke up to mediate.

  Hei San was currently devouring deer meat and nodded in his spare time.

  "Hero, where are you?" Mo asked, Hei San's words were reckless and impulsive, he had to follow him every step of the way, or else he would definitely get into trouble.

  "West courtyard." Hei San raised his hand and pointed west.

  "Come and live with me." As the sky grew darker, Mo Xun got up and lit the oil lamp on the table.

  "We can only live in the Western Courtyard, it's really outrageous. They say something about 'all are equal before the law', but Third Master has been looking down on us since he arrived." Hei San puffed out his chest and glared.

  Don't ask, it's helpless to smile bitterly. The Taoist of Mount Wulang has his reasons for arranging things this way. Placing those monsters with humans is extremely dangerous. If they were to unleash their beastly nature and kill a dozen or so people, it would be difficult to contain the situation.

  "It's still you who is good, knowing that San Ye is a wolf and yet not being afraid of me." Hei San Hu said.

  Mo Wen heard this and smiled bitterly again. If Hei San knew that he had been scared off that night, he wouldn't have said that.

  "By the way, who lives in the west wing?" Mo asked curiously.

  "About seven or eight, I suppose. No one's here, they're all like me." Hei San said.

  "Are they all wolves?" Mo asked.

  "Not all of them, what is it that I can't see, seems like there's something bird-like." Hei San said with a tilted head.

  "Tomorrow we may have to start selecting, you must stay close to me, and everything will be fine with someone to take care of." Mo Wenyan returned to normal.

  "I'm leaving, you've had enough to eat, I'll take this one." Hei San grabbed the last leg of venison and stood up.

  "Don't be in a hurry, sit for a while." Mo Wen didn't ask him to stay sincerely.

  "It won't work, we can't go out after dark, what kind of rules are these." Hei San grabbed the deer leg and scolded as he left.

  Mo didn't ask, walking to the door and seeing off Hei San's departure. At this time, he was half happy and half worried in his heart. The happiness came from the coincidence that allowed him to practice magic, and once he made progress, he would no longer be bullied by others. The worry was that Hei San was wild and unruly, illiterate, and it was difficult for him to help him pass...

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