Chapter 98 Xu Beixuan (4,000 words)
Late at night.
At the cordial invitation of Elder Nanyuan, Zhang Ling entered Huangyuan and became a disciple of Wulei Sword Temple.
All Taoist robes and swords were distributed in place.
The Huangzi Courtyard is the last of the four courtyards of "Tian Di Xuan Huang". All the disciples are new disciples. Most of them live in a large dormitory with ten people sleeping in it, and one side room can accommodate twenty people.
Zhang Ling was not treated differently and was allowed to stay in a side room that night.
The snoring sounds here and there were like the whirring of the strings of a guitar being pulled. Seeing these disciples sleeping in groups of seven or eight, or six or nine on their backs, they did not look like the Taoist practitioners in the Taoist temple, but they were so casual.
Zhang Ling sat cross-legged on the kang in the corner, with his eyes slightly closed, in deep meditation.
Before I knew it, the east was getting brighter and the fish belly on the horizon was slightly white.
A disciple who woke up early woke everyone up, saying that the new disciples would go to the main hall to receive the ceremony and pay homage to the founder, Master Wu Lei Zhenren.
The so-called new disciples are those who have just entered the Huangyuan, as well as those who have been promoted from the Huangyuan to the Xuanyuan, from the Xuanyuan to the Diyuan, and from the Diyuan to the Tianyuan.
At that time, everyone saw a strange young man appear in the corner of the bed, sitting cross-legged in meditation. Although they were confused, they did not say much, thinking that the young man was also a new disciple who had just entered the temple.
Zhang Ling opened his eyes, a divine rainbow flashed in his deep pupils, then he got out of bed and followed everyone to the main hall.
The full name of this main hall is "Wu Lei Hall". It is where the statue of Wu Lei Zhenren, the founder of Wu Lei Sword Temple, is enshrined. On important occasions, all disciples in the temple will gather here.
This time, the disciples of the Huang Academy received the ceremony, and the brothers from the other three academies of Tian, Di, and Xuan were all present.
On the top pillars of the four high walls of the main hall, in the center there is a statue of a Taoist holding a sword in his left hand and a whisk in his right hand.
He was wearing a Taoist robe, his eyebrows were slightly closed, his hair was tied up with a hairpin, and his beard was long and flowing. In front of him was an incense altar with thick incense ash, about half deep.
At this moment, the hall was crowded with people, and disciples from the four academies were standing together. They were the Tiandi, Xuanhuang, and Huang academies, with nearly a thousand people. The two positions near the hall door were the disciples of the Tian academy, and those in the middle were the disciples of the Di and Xuan academies. As for the deepest part of the hall, near the statue of the real person, it was the position occupied by the disciples of the Huang academy.
It is said that this is an old tradition of the Five Thunder Sword Temple. The disciples of Tianyuan stand at the door to show their responsibility and guarantee, representing the lintel of the Taoist temple.
The disciples of the Diyuan and Xuanyuan stood in the center, representing the foundation and backbone strength.
The disciples of the Huang Academy stood at the deepest part, close to the statue of the Five Thunder Immortals, representing new blood, hope and the future.
At this moment, a disciple shouted loudly, resounding throughout the entire hall.
"The master is here, I bow!"
"The Great Elder has arrived, I bow!"
"The Second Elder has arrived, bow!"
"The Third Elder has arrived, bow!"
"The four elders have arrived, bow!"
There is a red carpet on the road leading directly from the temple gate to the statue of Five Thunder Immortal. The disciples on both sides looked at each other and bowed with their fists.
Five old men came together like the breeze, walking from outside the hall to the statue of the Five Thunder Immortal.
Everyone bowed, but Zhang Ling stood still and didn't move.
Seeing this, the disciples from the same courtyard all around reminded the young man who was as still as a pine tree.
Zhang Ling shook his head and said nothing.
Seeing Zhang Ling was so stubborn, several disciples did not interfere anymore. There were many strange people in the Taoist practice, and each had his own biases. All the disciples who could enter this sword temple were people with predestined Dharma and a heart for the Tao, and they also understood the principles of "purity, tranquility and inaction" and "the highest good is like water".
They just reminded him a few words out of fellow-disciple friendship and courtesy to elders. If the young man doesn't want to bow, then don't bow. It's okay. It has nothing to do with them.
It’s not too late to bow again during the ceremony.
At this moment, the five elders stood before the statue of Wu Lei Zhenren and bowed respectfully, and then began the ceremony of receiving the new disciples.
But a white-robed disciple walked out of the palace gate on the red carpet in the middle. This person had an outstanding temperament, was handsome and elegant, carried a peach wood sword on his back, and had bright eyes.
As soon as he appeared, he attracted the admiration of all the disciples.
Zhang Ling listened carefully and heard someone whispering. He learned that the white-robed disciple was none other than Xu Beixuan, the number one disciple in Tianyuan and the current chief disciple of Wulei Sword Temple.
Xu Beixuan climbed the steps above the main hall, bowed respectfully to the statue, then bowed to the five old men, then turned around and spoke to the disciples.
But there are some words about sharing the same hatred, upholding justice, and slaying demons and monsters.
The disciples were also very excited and passionate after hearing this. They wanted to leave the Taoist temple right now and enforce justice on behalf of the heavens.
After this, it is the turn of each new disciple to have his ordination ceremony.
It started with the new disciples of Tianyuan. The head of Wulei Sword Temple called out their names one by one. All the disciples who were called had to walk to the statue and kneel down to pay homage and receive a new disciple token.
Zhang Ling frowned slightly, but also felt that the situation was a bit tricky. If that was the case, wouldn't it be his turn to step forward and kneel down to pay his respects?
Soon, it was the turn of the new disciple of Huang Yuan.
But when the headmaster called out the name, "Huangyuan's new disciple, Liu Dudou!"
The disciple named "Liu Dudou" walked towards the statue with excitement, and under the attention of his senior brothers and elders, he knelt down excitedly in front of the statue of Wu Lei Zhenren. Finally, he received a token engraved with "Huangyuan Liu Dudou" and returned to his original position as a spectator.
"Huangyuan's new disciple, Zhang Ling!"
After these words were spoken, Zhang Ling stood there for a long time without moving. He seemed to be thinking and hesitating.
"Huangyuan's new disciple, Zhang Ling!"
Another word of reminder, all the disciples looked around, looking left and right, wanting to see if the new disciple of Huang Yuan, named Zhang Ling, had arrived.
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