"Sports meet?"
"That's right. It's a grand event to strengthen the disciples' physique and promote exchanges among the various peaks. In the past, the Taichu Sect could only gather the people from the five peaks for the sect competition. Sixty years is too long."
Shen Qingmang was communicating with the elders of Wendao Peak. Wendao Peak serves as an administrative center and is responsible for organizing all activities of the Taichu Sect. The elders are composed of retired peak masters and older monks who can stand on their own as disciples. The only exception is Master Qing Zhenren, who does not accept any disciples and announced his retirement at a young age.
"Master Qiongju Peak seems to be very concerned about low-level cultivators lately, especially your disciples." An elder stroked his beard. "Don't let this ruin your own cultivation."
"That's right. Let those younger ones learn to struggle on their own. You are the only genius in the world who has achieved the Out-of-Body state within three hundred years. If you can ascend within a thousand years, wouldn't the reputation of our Taichu Sect, the world's leading sect, be even more resounding?"
Shen Qingmang rubbed her fingers together, realizing the biggest difference between her mindset and that of the elders, or rather, the rest of the Taichu Sect. She considered teaching her primary occupation, with cultivation as a secondary one. The elders, on the other hand, believed cultivation was the primary occupation, with the rest being unimportant, even though they, as elders, shouldered the heavy responsibility of keeping the Taichu Sect going.
If the Taichu Sect is considered a high school, the elders' philosophy is to strive tooth and nail to cultivate a student who earns admission to Peking University or Tsinghua University, thereby bringing honor to the school. All other students are merely supporting characters and fallacies. However, as we all know, a school's appeal to parents often stems not from the number of students admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua University, but rather from a high overall undergraduate admission rate. After all, admission to Peking University or Tsinghua University is rare, requiring a natural talent for learning. Parents may not always have such high expectations for their children, but achieving undergraduate admission is something that ordinary people can achieve through hard work.
How to persuade them?
Seeing that she had been pondering for a long time, Master Yiqing stepped forward to speak up for her: "Junior Sister Qiongju may have encountered a bottleneck in her cultivation and wants to explore more avenues. I think her idea is a good one."
Shen Qingmang's eyes lit up, and he said, "That's right. Everyone here is Qiongju's elder, and we're all family. To be honest, Qiongju's inner strength has been stuck at 'Spiritual Wisdom Awakening' for a hundred years. During his seclusion, he thought day and night about breaking through, but couldn't find the method. At the disciple-recruiting meeting, Qiongju suddenly realized the key to enlightenment. To transcend the world, one must first enter it. Qiongju used to only think about himself, but as a recluse, even if he can understand the Way of Heaven and the Way of Earth, he cannot understand the Way of Man. Only when one can embrace all people in his heart can one attain the Great Way."
As soon as she finished speaking, a gentle glow suddenly emanated from one of the elders, and the people nearby exclaimed in surprise, "Brother, you... you've made progress!"
Everyone was in an uproar; even Shen Qingmang was startled. She could actually use her improvised excuses to give others advice? Was she the heroine of a saga? To claim she'd conquer the world with her rhetoric was too childish, wasn't it?
The elder closed his eyes in meditation while everyone waited in silence. After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes again and laughed heartily, "To transcend the world, one must first enter it. Junior-Martial Brother Qiongju is right. I have finally entered the stage of 'spiritual enlightenment.' Everyone, no matter what you think, I will be the first to support this 'sports meet'!"
An elder said worriedly, "Junior Brother Qiongju's idea is good, but what are the rules for this sports meet? How can we ensure that all five peaks can participate? If it comes to swordsmanship, no one can compete with the Formless Peak. In musical performance, the Soundless Peak will definitely take the lead. And if it comes to magic, the Wuwei Peak will have the upper hand. I said that the people at the Wendao Peak are all enjoying their retirement, so losing is not a big deal. But your Wuya Peak has finally made some progress thanks to you... You can't show weakness again, right?"
"Qiong Ju will draft the rules and regulations to ensure that all peaks can participate and have fun. Today I just want to seek the consent of the elders. Otherwise, even if Qiong Ju is well prepared, there will be no place to display it, right?"
Shen Qingmang's lips were just about to raise, but when he thought of Qiongju's cold personality, he forced himself to suppress them a little, but his expression remained sincere.
Today, the secular elders and the head of the sect were not here, which meant that there was no one who would clearly oppose or support her. The other elders discussed for a moment and decided to let her do it first.
Shen Qingmang left contentedly. After returning to his bedroom, he even went into the Spiritual Residence to show off to Li Shutong. Li Shutong responded with a mocking tone, "Aren't you too happy too soon? They only agreed because they didn't have to do any work. Do you really think they agree with your educational philosophy?"
"You don't understand. This is called boiling a frog in warm water." Shen Qingmang said with a smile: "They took a small step back today, and they will take another small step back next time. If they take a small step back step by step, my goal will be achieved."
"Then I wish you to become the head of the sect soon, if you can outlast your master."
"Can't you just tell me why he was so seriously injured? Is that considered a spoiler?"
Li Shutong ate the last puff in his hand, glanced at Shen Qingmang, and said slowly: "If I tell it, either I will be killed by lightning, or you will be killed by lightning. Do you want to try it?"
Shen Qingmang waved his hand. "Forget it, I'll check it myself."
That night, Shen Qingmang finished writing the basic process of sports meeting planning and was about to go to bed when he suddenly heard an urgent ringing of the bell. He walked outside and found that it was Hao Xin.
It seems that she has collected the achievements of three apprentices visiting late at night, but unfortunately there is no reward.
"What's wrong, Axin? Is that... Arong's flowerpot?" Shen Qingmang narrowed his eyes, struggling to identify the withered plant in Haoxin's flowerpot. "What kind of grass is this?"
Hao Xin said with a gloomy face, "A'si... Second Senior Sister was whining at the flower pot again today. I really couldn't bear it. After she fell asleep tonight, I thought I would help her to make the flower bloom properly. I didn't expect that after injecting wood spirit energy, it turned out like this. What should I do, Master? If she wakes up tomorrow morning and sees this, she will definitely cry!"
Shen Qingmang wasn't surprised at all. "When I first created this flower seed, I set a restriction. If a second person's spiritual energy is mixed in, the plant will wither immediately. This is to prevent you from cheating."
"But... if Second Senior Sister grows it herself, when will it bloom?"
"Arong's plant grows slowly because she doesn't know how to extract pure wood spirit energy, so it always contains impurities. Only pure wood spirit energy can make the seeds grow. This flower seed is training your ability to extract spirit energy. Wood spirit energy is most abundant in spring, making it easier to extract. After summer, it becomes more difficult, so it will be more difficult for Arong." Shen Qingmang said patiently, "Don't rush. It won't wither even when winter comes."
"But it's withered now." Hao Xin hugged the flowerpot tightly, looking annoyed.
Shen Qingmang leaned over to look at him. "Master, I have an idea. Do you want to hear it?"
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