In Qingyun Temple.
Ji Miaomiao was recommended by Taoist Quan Zhenren, and in the next few days she began to attend the lessons of the elders in the temple with several young disciples.
Some of these elders preached, some talked about cultivation, some talked about methods, and some talked about runes, gradually outlining a beautiful and colorful world of cultivation in front of her.
She was like a newly sprouted seed. After receiving sufficient rain and sunshine, her Taoist practice increased at a speed visible to the naked eye within a few days.
Taoist Master Daoming lived with Ji Miaomiao in Qingyun Temple and witnessed her growth day by day. He couldn't hide the smile on his face.
Until the holiday is almost over.
As a student, Ji Miaomiao had to go down the mountain and return to school.
Taoist Master Daoming naturally also planned to leave with her, so the master and disciple went together to say goodbye to Taoist Master Daoquan.
On this day, the morning sunshine was exceptionally bright, illuminating the thin morning mist a little. Accompanied by the sound of running water in the yard, the scenery was unlike that of the human world.
Taoist Master Daoquan was practicing sword in the courtyard. Each of his moves was sharp but not revealed. After finishing a set of sword techniques, he put away his sword.
He looked up and saw Taoist Master Daoming and his disciple Ji Miaomiao, who had been waiting there for some time.
"Junior brother, do you have something to ask me?"
"Hmm!" Taoist Master Daoming nodded gently, stroking his long beard and saying, "Brother, I've brought Xuan Jing here to say goodbye to you. She's going to school after her vacation, and I wanted to accompany her down the mountain."
"go to school?!"
Taoist Master Daoquan glanced at Ji Miaomiao and reacted.
"That's right, at this age, she should still be in school. In this day and age, children should read more books."
He sighed, and a hint of kindness towards the younger generation appeared on his cold face: "Xuan Jing, go study now if you should. When you have time during the holidays, you can come to the temple to practice Taoism."
"Yes, Uncle Master!" Ji Miaomiao responded.
"There's just one thing: we Daoist disciples must not use Daoist methods to commit illegal acts after we leave the mountain, and we must not bully the weak. Remember that?"
Ji Miaomiao's eyes were clear, and she smiled and replied, "Xuan Jingding will remember your teachings."
"Yes." Taoist Master Daoquan nodded with satisfaction.
After saying that, Ji Miaomiao and her master turned around and left.
After taking a few steps, I heard a few heavy and loud bell sounds coming from the temple.
Dong—dong—dong—
The sound echoed in the mountains, like some special reminder.
Ji Miaomiao didn't understand.
Her master Daoming Zhenren, who was standing next to her, stopped in his tracks when he heard the voice and called out to her:
"Wait a minute, little disciple. This is the signal for the Dao Sect to gather for something big. Let's go and take a look."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards Taoist Master Daoquan’s courtyard.
After hearing this, Ji Miaomiao had no choice but to turn around and follow her master back the same way.
Taoist Master Daoquan had already put down his wooden sword and was walking out when he ran into the returning master and disciple. He said in a deep voice:
"Something big might have happened in the temple. It's a good thing you didn't leave. Let's go to the front hall and take a look."
"Okay." Taoist Master Daoming nodded.
The two of them hurried out. Ji Miaomiao was confused behind them, and seeing this, she followed them.
Qingyun Temple.
It is roughly divided into two areas: the front hall and the backyard.
It sounds like the layout is similar to the nameless little Taoist temple where the master and his disciples live, but in reality the situation is completely different.
Nothing else to say.
Ji Miaomiao stood in the lobby and saw the three-person-tall statue of the Three Pure Ones in the lobby square, and the lobby area that was more than a hundred times wider than her own Taoist temple. She truly experienced the huge difference between one Taoist temple and another.
In the past few days, except for the time when she first came to Qingyun Temple and passed through the front hall, she was always active in the backyard area and her knowledge was not particularly specific.
Now people are standing in the open space in the front hall, and they can clearly see the whole picture of the venue, and the comparison in their minds becomes clear at once.
Dong—dong——
A heavy and loud bell rang from the bell tower in the lobby square.
In a short period of time, many people wearing Taoist robes gathered from all over the temple to the front hall square.
Ji Miaomiao arrived quite early and stood very close to the platform in the square.
Looking up, you can see a Taoist priest in a purple robe and several elders from the temple who have given lectures there.
In addition, there were several middle-aged men who were not wearing Taoist robes but were wearing Tang suits and looked wealthy. Their style was incompatible with the Taoist temple, and it looked quite strange standing there.
Ji Miaomiao recalled the plot and confirmed that the official cooperation with the Taoist sect would take several years, and she began to wonder about the identities of these people.
"Why are people from Ganqing Temple here too?"
Just when she was puzzled, she heard the casual murmur of Taoist Master Daoming beside her, and her doubts were suddenly cleared.
The people on the stage are not official visitors, but disciples of Ganqing Temple.
Ganqing Temple is also a branch that split from the Maoshan Taoist sect. It practices skills such as Feng Shui and formations, and is not very proficient in Taoism.
However, they are the most famous Taoist disciples at present. The disciples of Qingyun Temple who are good at fortune-telling and exorcism have to rank behind them in terms of reputation.
Ji Miaomiao heard from her master.
This branch of Ganqing Temple emphasizes entering the world and cultivating the way of the mundane world. In Kyoto, they mingle with the upper class of the city and are often guests of high-ranking celebrities, wealthy people and politicians. The disciples in the temple are all people who have grown up in the world of fame and fortune.
This is obviously contrary to the mainstream Taoist concept of seclusion from the world and cultivation, and not being involved in cause and effect.
The disciples of Ganqing Temple and the disciples of other Taoist temples dislike each other and the two sides rarely have any contact.
And now, the disciples of Ganqing Temple appeared in Qingyun Temple, and seemed to be going to watch the disciples' meeting held by Qingyun Temple. It was as incredible as the sun rising from the west.
Only when Taoist Daoming saw it would he exclaim in surprise and confusion.
At this moment, Ji Miaomiao knew who that person was, and she had the same doubts as her master, but unfortunately no one spoke up to explain to her this time.
She suppressed her doubts in her heart, raised her head and looked towards the stage to hear why the bell at Qingyun Temple had just been rung.
On the high platform, the purple-robed Taoist priest is Daoyi Zhenren, the master of Qingyun Temple.
Seeing that most of the disciples in the audience were present, he did not waste any more time and started speaking directly.
"Recently, strange phenomena have occurred frequently in various places below the mountain, and evil cultivators have been causing chaos. We, the disciples of the Taoist sect, have cultivated a pure spirit. In this time of crisis, we should stand up, eliminate the evil spirits, and protect peace."
"Qingyun disciples, listen up! From today on, all of you must go down the mountain and go to the mission office every day to accept missions."
"This operation..."
Upon hearing the news, all the disciples in the audience were surprised and talked about it.
Ji Miaomiao was also surprised.
She didn't expect that Qingyun Temple would start cleaning up the turmoil in the later part of the plot so early. She just didn't know whether it was a decision made by the temple or secretly instructed by the officials.
Ji Miaomiao was guessing in her heart, and when she looked up and saw several disciples from Qianqing Temple on the stage, she understood something in an instant.
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