Chapter 59.
Just as the clock struck the dawn hour, Wang Duan awoke from his sleep.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the familiar dark gray rock roof.
After the Misty Puppet Lumpy’s calamity passed, Wang Dust refurbished his house and purchased new furniture.
Then every night, he slept inside the underground chamber.
Although it was a bit troublesome to go up and down.
But it was a peaceful sleep.
Leaving the secret room, Wang Dust climbed along the long tunnel back to the ground bedroom.
Wash, cook, feed the chickens, eat, morning exercise ……
The day of Gou Xiu began again.
However, after completing the cultivation of the Five Elements Gong, Wang Chen didn’t go to the Spirit Field to hoe grass as usual.
He went out to the intersection and stopped a passing Dragon Scale Carriage.
Catching up before the sixth hour, he arrived at the Cloud Mountain City Outer Sect’s Dharma Transmission Hall.
Today was the day to listen to the lecture.
As an outer door disciple of the Yunyang Sect, Wang Chen could attend the Dharma Transmission Hall’s Dharma Meeting once a month for free.
Listening to the sect’s elders speak the Dharma.
This was one of the important ways for the bottom cultivators to acquire cultivation knowledge.
The original owner had never missed it in the past five years, rain or shine, and naturally, Wang Chen was no exception.
What surprised him was that today’s Dharma Transmission Hall was exceptionally lively, and the Dharma lecture venue that could accommodate tens of thousands of people actually didn’t have much empty space anymore.
A crowded, noisy and noisy scene!
Wang Chen, who had come over at the stuck point, hurriedly found a spare spot by the corner and took out a futon to sit down.
“This senior brother, please.”
Out of curiosity, Wang Dust inquired to a cultivator sitting next to him, “Why are there so many people today?”
There were a total of nine Dharma Transmission Elders in the Outer Sect’s Dharma Transmission Hall, who took turns being responsible for teaching and lecturing the disciples in the sect.
The disciples could then choose a Dharma Transmission Elder to listen to the lecture based on their own cultivation progress.
Since everyone could only attend one Dharma meeting per month.
The time has its own arrangement.
So it was not easy to pile up.
The cultivator was surprised, ”You didn’t know? Today, it’s Elder Changchun Chang who came to preach the Dharma for us!”
Upper Violet Mansion?
Wang Chen couldn’t help but be taken aback.
This was really rare.
The Dharma Transmission Elders of the Outer Sect’s Dharma Transmission Hall were basically cultivators at the ninth level of qi cultivation or the Great Perfection.
Their lifespan was running out, and they had long since lost the possibility of breaking the orifices and opening the mansion.
However, they were still very experienced in cultivation and were more than capable of instructing most of the outer disciples.
The Purple Mansion Supervisors were basically in the inner sect, teaching the inner sect as well as the true disciples.
Now, for an ascended master to come to the outer sect to teach the Dharma, it was like a professor from Qingbei visiting a second-born college to teach the students.
It was a complete downgrade!
It couldn’t be more normal for so many people to come.
Wang Dust didn’t even know the news beforehand, and if he knew, he would definitely run over in advance to take a good seat.
While talking, many more cultivators poured in.
The lecture venue was packed to the brim, and there was almost no standing room left!
Thud ~
The fixed sun bell rang, and the sixth hour had arrived.
A cultivator wearing a purple robe and a high crown appeared on the platform.
A divine sense containing a majestic atmosphere, instantly swept through the entire venue.
The entire venue was instantly silent, and everyone was silenced!
At this time two pretty maidservants were served with a cloud brocade futon, a rosewood table, a tranquilizing incense burner, a red clay tea stove ……
They burned incense and cooked tea as if no one else was around, serving the high-crowned cultivator to take his seat.
Sitting on top of the futon, the high-crowned cultivator picked up a small silver mallet and struck the bronze bell placed on the desk table.
Clang~
The crisp sound of the bell lifted people’s spirits!
The tall-crowned cultivator’s expression was indifferent: “This seat, Chang Chun, is teaching the Way of Cultivation today.”
His voice was not loud.
But it was clearly transmitted into the ears of everyone present.
The tens of thousands of qi practicing disciples in the lecture venue did not dare to take a breath.
Changchun looked around the four directions and spat out the true words, “In the past, the saints unified heaven and earth because of yin and yang, and the tangible was born from the intangible ……”
I have to say, the level gap between the Purple Mansion and the qi cultivator is really like mud.
Wang Chen used to listen to the lectures given by the elders of the Law Transmission Hall and basically understood them.
But when this Purple Mansion Master opened his mouth, he immediately fell into a cloud of confusion, obviously listening to every word clearly, but when combined together, he felt that his IQ had been reduced by one hundred.
Enlightenment was completely unable to keep up!
However, the opportunity to listen to the Violet Mansion Superior speak the Dharma was too rare, so he hardened his heart and memorized it carefully.
Intending to slowly comprehend it when he returned.
Because he was too focused.
So at this moment, Wang Chen did not notice that the other cultivators around him were actually similar to himself.
Some were sitting on pins and needles, some were scratching their ears, and some seemed as if they had realized something.
However, a blank look appeared in the depths of their eyes.
Changchun spoke for an entire hour before stopping to drink two mouthfuls of spirit tea.
And then he continued to speak again.
But what he preached next became a lot more shallow.
The group of Qi Practicing Cultivators, including Wang Dust, gradually heard a bit of the way, and the originally rather depressing atmosphere in the meeting place began to become active and happy, with many people revealing a look of excitement.
Although the cultivators present, most of them are the bottom of the outer door qi practicing small cultivators.
But no one lacked a sincere and passionate heart towards the Dao.
Even if their roots were inferior, even if their enlightenment was dull, they were just as eager to live a long life!
They were willing to endure hardship and suffering, and even pay with their lives.
Clang~
The bronze bell rang again, causing the cultivators who were listening to the scene as if they were mesmerized to abruptly wake up.
It was only at this time that all of them realized that the Purple Mansion Superior on the Dharma platform had left at an unknown time!
Everyone couldn’t help but look at each other.
“Today’s lecture on the Dharma, it ends here.”
At this time, the head of the Dharma Transmission Hall standing beside the Dharma platform said in a loud voice: “The superior is open to grace, and licenses disciples to seek instruction alone, the quota is limited to one hundred, first come first served!”
The entire audience was in an uproar!
There were tens of thousands of cultivators present, but there were only one hundred places for the master’s personal instruction.
It was a serious case of too many monks and not enough gruel!
Everyone immediately swarmed up and surrounded the head of the Dharma Transmission Hall.
Competing for this precious quota!
If there were no Transmission Hall disciples to maintain order, I’m afraid that the scene would already be a mess.
Many cultivators waved the storage bags in their hands.
All of them were so excited that their faces turned red.
Actually, getting personal guidance from Changchun was not the key.
The most important thing was the opportunity to communicate face-to-face with a Purple Mansion superior!
In case one got the admiral’s eyes, it would be a step to heaven and change one’s destiny.
Although everyone knew that the hope was very slim, as long as there was a one in a million chance, they were all willing to give it a try.
In a frenzied atmosphere, Wang Chen quietly moved away from the boiling crowd.
Just now, he was listening to a gradual improvement.
To be suddenly and forcibly interrupted when he was in the midst of comprehending something was undoubtedly quite a difficult feeling.
However, Wang Chen didn’t have the slightest idea about the hundred places.
Other than being shy.
Wang Chuan had no intention of becoming a small fish being seduced by sweet-smelling bait.
Or a leek.
The superior man was highly intelligent, his cultivation was profound, and his yang tactics were breathtaking.
He only wished to be a quiet little Gou cultivator.