A few months later.

"My wife, please handle all these political affairs for your husband." Wei Dongliu brought over some documents and said with a smile.

By now he had become quite proficient at calling her "wife", and the reason was simply that he was just trying to slack off.

There are thousands of people in the entire Fansheng Road. Although they have no food, drink, defecation or urination, they occupy an area as large as Mount Wutai, and there are so many things to do that it makes people's scalp numb.

Wei Dongliu naturally chose to be a hands-off boss again and left all matters to Witch Jiang to handle.

But this Madam Jiang is also very strange. She is obviously just a fisherman’s daughter, but she can handle her work in a very capable manner... Where did she learn all this knowledge?

Jiang Li'an did not refuse, but took the document, thinking that once her husband became a cripple, she would be able to completely control him in the palm of her hand. This was a very far-reaching plan.

It was definitely not because I wanted to hear him begging me.

Wei Dongliu left all the chores to his virtuous wife and immediately felt a lot more relaxed.

The only things he still has to make decisions on are personnel, finance, military, and criminal justice. Most of the time, he just makes the final decision...

Oh, you have achieved great merit so quickly and applied to be a disciple of the Dharma Hall?

Wei Dongliu was alerted and took a closer look. It turned out to be a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Stage named Li Qisong.

While patrolling the border, this person discovered a rare flower and herb, and without hesitation chose to hand it over to the sect. Later, it was confirmed by the elders that it was the very rare purple-edge Ganoderma lucidum.

Purple-edge Ganoderma lucidum can be included in many medicinal prescriptions, and those that are a thousand years old are often used in secret medicines for the Nascent Soul stage. If it were placed in Kunlun, any inner disciple would present this elixir to the master and exchange it for a secret technique.

However, the embarrassing thing is that Li Qisong is an outer disciple without a master.

In the past, even if an outer sect disciple found some spiritual herbs, he would never present them to the sect. The reason was simple: who could give it to whom? Who could guarantee that he would be rewarded?

If you are really stupid enough to give it to a Jindan Deacon you are not familiar with, it is inevitable that the reward will be swallowed up by that person.

Wei Dongliu thought about this and simply approved the application, then called his disciple Guo Jin over:

"This is the first time that the Dharma Teaching Hall is open. Please call on the monks of the sect to come and watch."

"Yes." Guo Jin did not ask any other questions and immediately took the order and left.

Jiang Li'an laughed when he saw this and said in a tender voice:

"Why does my husband love to show off so much that he even organizes people to watch?"

"If you buy horse bones for thousands of gold, it would be better if more people can see them." Wei Dongliu said calmly.

…

The Dharma Hall was packed with people.

Although Wei Dongliu guaranteed it as the sect leader, no one dared to doubt it, but they still had some doubts in their hearts about the quality of the skills in the Dharma Hall.

Logically speaking, excellent martial arts manuals must be treasured by the sect master and will not be released. But if the ones released are just common stuff, it will still be a bit disappointing.

Li Qisong stood in the center of the crowd, looking the most nervous, and couldn't help but look at Guo Jin next to him.

Seeing Guo Jin nodded, he immediately knelt down on the cushion in front of the stone statue and kowtowed several times:

"Disciple, I beg the statue to teach me the Dharma!"

After a while, the statue suddenly said slowly:

"What method do you want? Qigong, Taoism, or unorthodox methods?"

"The statue has spoken!" "I didn't expect it to be a magic weapon..." Countless whispers rang out from the surroundings.

Li Qisong turned a deaf ear and just shouted:

"I sincerely seek the art of refining qi! I beg the statue to grant me the art of breathing!"

Wei Dongliu had just come in from the back hall. When he heard that Li Qisong had chosen the Qi Refining Technique, he couldn't help but nodded secretly in his heart.

Very good, the realm of cultivation is the foundation of a cultivator. This junior did not choose any powerful Taoist method, but chose to build the Taoist foundation first, which made Wei Dongliu very satisfied.

"Hmm." The Dharma-transmitting statue was embarrassed because this person's cultivation aptitude was a little poor, so most of the Qi-refining techniques that required aptitude were not suitable for him. "I have three Qi-refining techniques that may be suitable for you. One is the Secret Record of the Divine Journey to Tiandu, the second is the Magic Fire to Promote the Pill Sutra, and the third is the Dream Tour of Ten Thousand Degrees Heart Sutra. You can choose one."

All three were secret techniques that had never been heard of! The monks around them started to make noises excitedly again.

I haven't heard of the name, which doesn't mean it's definitely of high grade, but at least it's not one of those low-level techniques that everyone knows about and is already extremely pleasing.

"May I ask, Statue of God, what is the difference between these three?" Li Qisong asked courageously.

"The difficulty of cultivation decreases in sequence." The Dharma-spreading statue replied, "The efficiency and upper limit of cultivation also decrease in sequence."

"What is the upper limit of cultivation?" Li Qisong asked quickly.

"The Golden Core Realm is not much different." The Dharma Transmission Statue said calmly, "There will be differences in the level of the Infant Formation. The latter two will have great difficulty in forming an Infant."

What? These three breathing techniques can actually form a Nascent Soul?

Almost everyone around exclaimed in unison, the techniques that could form the Nascent Soul were all serious Qi-refining techniques!

You know, the common Qi-refining techniques available on the market for casual practitioners are basically the ones that are difficult to form a pill. How many outer disciples have to work like slaves for the elders just to learn a Qi-refining technique that can successfully form a pill? It is because there is really no other way to go.

As for the Golden Core grade and Nascent Soul grade...that is something that only the inner disciples with a master need to consider. The outer disciples only want to possess it and nothing else.

Li Qisong was also ecstatic, kowtowed repeatedly and said:

"Disciple wishes to learn the Secret Records of the Divine Journey to Tiandu. Please grant me permission, deity!"

Wei Dongliu was puzzled as he watched from a distance. If you want to seek the Dharma, then just seek the Dharma. Why are you kneeling on the ground and kowtowing?

The statue of god will not sympathize with you just because you kowtow to it. It is a magical weapon without emotions!

"Yes." The statue said indifferently, "Please come in and participate in the trial of teaching the law."

What? There is still a trial? Everyone around was stunned again.

Li Qisong was puzzled, and the statue explained:

"The law cannot be passed on lightly. You should understand the principle. If you cannot pass the trial, it proves that you do not have the qualifications to learn this secret law. Even if the secret law is given to you, you will not be able to learn it. Instead, it increases the risk of the secret law being leaked... Therefore, you must pass the trial before the law can be passed on. This is the sect rule set by the sect master."

Li Qisong suddenly realized what was going on, but he was already in a dilemma. He could only pray inwardly for a moment and then walked towards the back hall.

Not long after, he walked out with a look of despair and almost a bereaved expression on his face.

"How's it going, Senior Brother Li?" Several familiar people came over to ask him, "Did you pass the trial?"

"It was almost there, just almost there!" Li Qisong beat his chest and stamped his feet, crying.

The trial failed, so the statue did not pass on the Dharma. How could such a thing happen? The people around him looked confused.

"On the road of cultivation, you must not aim too high." Wei Dongliu pushed through the crowd and walked out, saying calmly, "If you are not capable enough and take risks rashly, this will be the result. Remember this."

Li Qisong bowed sadly, wiped his tears and walked out of the Dharma Hall.

Jiang Li was watching from the side, wondering: Where is the promise of spending a fortune on horse bones? My husband, you have gone too far this time!

But before she could go over to make fun of them, she saw the monks around her all rubbing their hands in anticipation of leaving. They didn't look like they were frustrated, but instead, they all looked eager to try.

If Wei Dongliu knew what she was thinking, he would definitely laugh at her short-sightedness.

Modern psychology has proven that it is better to let the other party draw a lottery than to sell it at a clear price, because most people will always overestimate their abilities and luck. "If he can't do it, he can't do it. If it's me, I can definitely do it."