The children of Meng Xuetang

  The masters of the Meng Xuetang would not really let her sit for two hours. The master who received Mo Tian Ge reported to the person in charge. The person in charge of the Meng Xuetang, a master at the initial stage of building his foundation, learned that it was the intention of the ancestors and specially came to pay respects, then handed over all the tasks that the Meng Xuetang needed to do for Mo Tian Ge to choose from.

  Looking at the content on Yu Jian's desk, Mo Tian Ge discovered that what the receiving monk said was not wrong. These new disciples all had special teachers to guide them, and there was no need to arrange anything else. Other miscellaneous tasks were also inconvenient for her to do.

  After a moment, Mo Tian Ge looked up at the head of Meng Xue Tang: "Since that's the case, I'll help with teaching and guiding your studies."

  New disciples, when they first enter the sect, must start by learning from the Taoist scriptures. Learning from the Taoist scriptures means starting with recognizing characters. From ancient times to the present, many texts have been left behind, and the magical artifacts of different eras may use different scripts. These new disciples who have just started practicing immortality cultivation spend a huge amount of time every day learning to recognize characters.

  The master naturally wouldn't have any opinion, and after repeatedly agreeing, he informed the managing disciple about this matter. From then on, Mo Tian Ge came here, and just followed the managing disciple to teach classes.

  Seeing the various teaching methods of Meng Xue Tang, Mo Tian Ge couldn't help but sigh. She had set foot on the path of cultivating immortality, and all she knew was a single manual of techniques. In her hometown village, even Old Man Meng didn't know about those things, and she could only grope around for them bit by bit. It wasn't until later when she found Second Uncle that he personally taught her.

  But how can they meet each other on the way? The second uncle is not a teacher, and what she knows and learns, most of it is what she encounters herself, and only then does the second uncle remember to teach her.

  In this mysterious and serene gate, each door's curriculum is clearly divided, with different masters teaching. If she had been able to do so back then, her journey wouldn't have been so arduous.

  But she just sighed and walked to today, she is already considered extremely lucky, with the second uncle teaching beside her, much better than those struggling to survive scattered cultivators.

  Led by the steward, they walked into the school hall. Mochen saw that the hut was filled with children aged six or seven to sixteen or seventeen, whose cultivation was between the first and third layers of Qi refining.

  As she walked in, the eyes of these children were all focused on her. She didn't conceal her aura, the momentum of a foundation-building cultivator, which was naturally very powerful in front of these low-level disciples who had just started cultivating their Qi.

  The steward cleared his throat, and the children immediately stood up. They bowed respectfully: "Disciples have seen the teacher." Although the steward was of the same rank as them, he was in charge of teaching, so they called him a teacher.

  "Everyone, this is our Qingyuan Peak's Jinghe and ancestor's disciple, Mo Shizu. Mo Shizu has exceptional talent, and before the age of 30, he has already reached the middle stage of foundation building. Jinghe Ancestor has specially ordered Mo Shizu to come to our school, from today onwards, Mo Shizu will be teaching you together with me. I hope you all seize this opportunity, take Mo Shizu as an example and cultivate well."

  The children's eyes were filled with wonder and admiration. Yuan Ying Xiu Shi was a god-like figure to them, and seeing Mo Tian Ge's youthful appearance of only twenty years old, yet possessing such cultivation, they couldn't help but be even more astonished.

  Under their gaze, Mo Tian Ge thought of when she first saw Ye Jing Wen and was also amazed, thinking to herself. If only I had such power. Never did she think that now she too has become an object of admiration for these young disciples who have just entered the immortal path.

  "Alright, please take a seat. Today we will continue to study the Nan Hua Xin Jing. This set of mental techniques is the foundation of our Xuan Qing Men sect and should not be underestimated. If there's anything incorrect, please correct me, Master Miao." The attending monk bowed to Miao Tian Ge and invited him to sit down together on the cushion above.

  "Last time I mentioned the phrase 'Without him, there is no me; without me, nothing can be obtained. It's also close, but I don't know what it means.' Do you all understand its meaning?"

  A boy of about ten years old immediately raised his hand.

  The housekeeper nodded with a smile, he was worried that the children would not dare to answer in front of their master's ancestor, now someone stood up and let him breathe a sigh of relief.

  The child stood up, looked at the sky for a moment, and then replied: "Without him, there is no me; without me, there is nothing to take. This sentence means that without him, I don't exist; without me, he doesn't exist either. For example, without good, there's no bad; without bad, there's no good either. Two opposing things often need each other to present themselves."

  "Hmm, very good." The steward asked again, "And what about the last sentence, did you understand it?"

  "It is also close. The meaning is that it is close to the origin of things; I don't know what it's for, but it's saying that I don't know if there's anything behind it pushing."

  "...That's a plausible explanation." The steward monk nodded, looked at Mo Tian Ge and saw that she didn't intend to speak, so he continued, "This sentence applied to the path of cultivation, there is no good or evil, everything has its own purpose. Our Taoist school pursues the way of heaven and man, what we call 'the Way' is like the law of nature, in the midst of obscurity, there are established rules, therefore, although we don't force ourselves to be good, we can't act recklessly either."

  Having heard Guan Shi Xiansheng's explanation, the child lowered his head and acknowledged: "Yes, I will carefully ponder and comprehend."

  "Alright, let's continue. Nothing is impossible."

  Things are nothing but themselves. From themselves they cannot differ.

  "Knowing oneself is knowing him..."

  This pipe affair master is the cultivation of Lianqi eight layers, looking at his age should be over 40 years old, explaining this basic heart method naturally has no problem, Mo Tian Ge also doesn't speak, only silently listening.

  It can be seen that the boy who answered first is quite excellent in Taoist scriptures, and seven or eight out of ten questions asked by Guan Shi were answered by him. However, Mo Tian Ge also found that others seem to be not very friendly to him, and whenever he answers a question, several people make faces behind his back.

  Moy Tian Ge slightly furrowed his brow, could it be that there is also bullying within this sect?

  Two periods of time passed quickly, and Mo Tian Ge discovered that this errand was actually quite fast. As long as she answered some questions that the competent monks found difficult to answer, the problems of the Refining Qi stage were all very simple for her, not requiring much thought——thanks to Luo Feng Xue who had come up with a good method for her.

  At Menggu Xuetang's completion of the time, Mo Tian Ge returned to Shangqing Palace. After finishing a day's errands, he went to report to Jinghe and Daojun.

  "Master."

  Jing and Dao Jun, who were peeling grapes with spiritual power, only raised his eyelids to her: "Oh, you're back!"

  Moy Tian Ge's stomach was grumbling, this is a Yuan Ying period cultivator, with nothing to do all day peeling grapes! But her face still looked proper: "Yes, Master, I've finished all my tasks for today."

  "Is that all?" Jinghe and Daojun sat up with interest and said to her, "Tell me about it."

  "Hmm..." Mo Tian Ge steeled himself, "The Execution Hall has arranged for me to go to the Men's Academy, and I've already gone. Mainly it was just answering some questions from new junior brothers."

  "Is it Meng Xue Tang?" Jing He Dao Jun nodded vaguely, "Approximately. Was it Feng Xue who arranged this for you?"

  It is.

  "I thought so too. Apart from that girl, who would have thought of sending you to the Menggu Academy? It's for the best, new disciples will eventually leave the Menggu Academy, at that time..."

  "Hmm? Mo Tian Ge perked up his ears, could it be that this arrangement still has some other meaning?"

  Unfortunately, Jing and Dao Jun didn't say much more, and instead glared at her with a stern expression: "What are you standing there stupidly for? Go cultivate quickly!"

  "...is." Mò Tiān Gē choked back her words. Hum, she didn't need to think too highly of this master, he was simply tormenting her!

  After that, Mo Tian Ge repeated such days.

  Collecting heavenly paths, tending to spiritual grass, tidying up the beast courtyard, going to the gate of learning hall, cultivating.

  After a day, she was familiar with all the affairs of Shang Qing Palace. Because she had been waiting in the Meng Xue Hall for a long time, she also roughly understood the affairs of Qing Yuan Peak. In this way, she somewhat understood the intention behind Jing He and Dao Jun's arrangement to let her do these things.

  She has been in the Xuan Qing Gate for seven years, but she spent two years building her foundation and lost two years. In the remaining three years, she was closed for practice every day and did not integrate into the sect. Now she is busy with the affairs of the Shangqing Palace every day, contacting the monks of the Menxue Academy, gradually familiarizing herself with Qingyuan Peak, and slowly becoming a true Xuan Qing Gate disciple.

  With this understanding, her feelings towards Jing and Daojun were complicated. This master hardly ever guided her or bestowed dan yao treasures upon her, yet he corrected her cultivation path in this way.

  She is now twenty-seven years old. She has the cultivation of the middle period of foundation building, what she lacks is not the elixir or treasure, but the growth of her mental state. Especially from the initial stage to the intermediate stage of foundation building, she was abruptly promoted, without experiencing any hardships, and did not have enough mental experience. Such a cultivation is unstable, and it is easy to breed heart demons. The Heart Demon Stage is the most terrifying stage on the path to forming the elixir and the yuan ying.

  Although it was not explicitly stated, this cheap master actually had great expectations for her.

  Under the trees of Meng Xuetang, a boy about ten years old held a Buddhist scripture and read it hard.

  "The ultimate truth is not complicated, the true essence exists. Every part of the body has a spirit. The hair spirit is called Taiyuan, the brain spirit is called Nima, the eye spirit is called Yingxuan, the nose spirit is called Lingjian, the ear spirit is called You Tian, the tongue spirit is called Zhenglun..."

  His cultivation was only at the first level of refining Qi, and he was just an ordinary new disciple in the Xuanqing Sect, still in the stage of learning the Taoist scriptures. However, his diligence was also evident to all, except for daily morning classes, all other times were spent holding the Taoist scriptures, and within two years of entering the sect, he had surpassed many ordinary disciples who were 15 or 16 years old.

  At this time near class, he grasped the last bit of time and planned to recite this passage.

  "The ultimate truth is not complicated, it exists in the true...". As he recited to this point, he suddenly felt a pain on his back, and a plum fell down. The boy turned around and saw several meters away, five or six boys of the same age as him making faces at him.

  One of the chubby kids shouted: "Ye Zhenji, your pants have fallen down!" As he spoke, several children burst out laughing.

  The boy named Ye Zhenji glared at them fiercely and turned back to continue reciting: "The ultimate way is not complicated, the truth is stored..."

  Another plum hit him, hitting his body solidly. Although he had spiritual energy on him, these few children were not ordinary people either. At this time, using plums to hit him was also using spiritual energy, and it really hurt.

  Ye Zhenji understood that the book was no longer bearable on his back. He put down the book, turned around with a stern face and said: "What do you want to do?"

  However, his fierce appearance did not intimidate the others. The chubby boy made a face at his companions: "Look, he's trying to scare us!"

  Someone immediately picked up the conversation and pointed at him, sneering: "Ye Zhenji, aren't you afraid that your butt will fall off again?"

  Upon hearing this, Ye Zhenji's face turned even darker. However, he knew that he couldn't beat them, as many of these people were the younger generation of his master's uncles and aunts, who had been taught from a young age and had higher cultivation levels than him; he couldn't even defeat one of them.

  Look at him not speaking, these kids simply smashed another Li Zong over: "Why didn't you dodge? Aren't you very powerful? No matter what question the teacher asks, you rush to answer. How come you're not daring now?"

  "What's the point of being polite to him? Beat him up first, I've been annoyed by this for days!" A hot-headed child jumped out and shouted at him.

  A few children were stirred up and swarmed over.

  Ye Zhenji saw the situation and immediately turned around to run. He knew he couldn't beat them, nor did he want to be beaten by them. If he ran ahead, there would be others there, and they wouldn't dare do anything.

  But he couldn't carry out this idea, running not far, he was hit by a plum and stumbled, immediately caught by one of them, several children surrounded him and beat him up.

  These kids are also clever and know that they can't use their spiritual energy, only fists and feet. But this just makes it hurt even more for him.

  Ye Zhenji was surrounded in the middle, holding his head and biting his teeth without making a sound. It's just pain, it'll be fine once he endures it, anyway he's used to it...

  Mo Tian Ge frowned, she had just arrived at the school gate early, but unexpectedly saw such a scene.

  She lightly swung her sleeve, and the children who were punching and kicking a boy immediately felt a gust of wind sweep over them, and they were instantly knocked to the ground.

  "Who, who?!" one of the chubby kids climbed up and shouted angrily, "Who dares to hit me? I'll call my dad..."

  "How is your father?" Mo Tian Ge looked at him coldly and took over the conversation.

  The children saw her at this time and were suddenly speechless: "Shifu... Shifu Zu..."

  Mo Tian Ge knew that many of these children were the younger generation of the sect's disciples, so they had developed arrogant and domineering personalities. He just didn't expect them to be so presumptuous as to bully their fellow sect members at such a young age!

  "What's the point of staying here? Go and receive your punishment at the training grounds!"

  "Stranger... teacher..." Hearing her words, several children shouted, "We... we are..." Unfortunately, they didn't even have a word to defend themselves.

  Mo Tian Ge didn't plan on listening to them either, and single-handedly helped the child who had been beaten get up. He turned his head and said, "Still not leaving quickly?!"

  "Yes..." The children went away dejectedly. They were not foolish, Mo Shifu was the indoor disciple of Jinghe Zushi, no matter what their identity was, they did not dare to say anything to Mo Shifu, if they provoked Mo Shifu's anger again, the punishment would be even more severe.

  Mo Tian Ge turned her head to look at the child who was pulled up by her. She had some impression of this child because every time she lectured, he repeatedly answered questions and gained the appreciation of Guan Shi Xiu. Guan Shi Xiu once told her that this child came from a secular world, without any foundation or exceptional talent, so he wasn't highly valued. However, he was very diligent and knew how to work hard, and people like him would often achieve something.

  At this time, the child raised his head and bowed to her: "Thank you, Master Ancestor, for saving me."

  Mo Tian Ge smiled faintly and cast a small spell to heal the several abrasions on his body: "What's going on, do they often beat you up?"

  Ye Zhenji carefully looked at her and nodded slightly: "Mm."

  "Why didn't you say so?"

  Ye Zhenji's expression dimmed slightly, and he replied: "They... they all have a powerful backer, I don't, it's pointless to say anything."

  Upon hearing this, Mo Tian Ge let out a sigh. Even the Xuan Qing Sect couldn't avoid problems like these; disciples without backing would inevitably be bullied.

  "Weren't you sad when they beat you?"

  The child bit his lip and nodded carefully: "I'm not afraid, when I've cultivated enough, they won't dare to bully me."

  These words are quite spirited. Mo Tian Ge nodded secretly, but smiled and said: "When will you have achieved success in your cultivation? You're only at the first level of Qi Refining now, and your innate talent is average, so when will that be?"

  These words made Ye Zhenji lower his head. He also knew that hope was slim, but if he didn't think so, what else could he do?

  The song of the wild sky makes me think of myself, I used to think so too? Although my talent is not good and the path to immortality is distant, I firmly believe that I will succeed, although sometimes I also feel hopeless.

  She took some interest in the child and asked: "What's your name?"

  "Leaf true machine, leaf's leaf, true false's true, opportunity's machine."

  "Ye Zhenji, so your surname is Ye." Mo Tian Ge said, "In that case, we can be considered half-family too."

  Ye Zhenji was astonished: "Master Miao, aren't you surnamed Miao?"

  Mo Tian Ge laughed and said: "I took my mother's surname, my father is actually surnamed Ye."

  "Oh..."

  Mo Tian Ge smiled and said: "If they bully you again next time, just come tell me."

  "Ah?" Ye Zhenji suddenly raised his head, looking at her in surprise. He was grateful to be saved by Mo Shizu, but he didn't have too much expectation, it was just this time, those people were punished, but later they would still bully him, and Mo Shizu wasn't anyone to him. But now, Mo Shizu said...

  "Strange Master Ancestor, you're saying......"

  "Later if they hit you again, come tell me, I'll help you."

  Upon hearing this, Ye Zhenji suddenly jumped up: "Really? Master Miao will help me, and won't let them bully me again?"

  "Uh-huh."

  The child's face suddenly lit up with joy: "Master Mo, you're so kind. Since leaving home, no one has treated me this well... Since coming here, they've been bullying me all the time. They secretly cut off my waistband and made me fall in front of everyone..." He said to this point, he felt a bit embarrassed, "Sorry, Master Mo, I shouldn't have said these things in front of you."

  "It doesn't matter." With nothing better to do, Mo Tian Ge didn't mind listening to a child ramble on, "If you have something to say, just go ahead and say it."

  "Hmm." It seems that no one has ever complained to others before, but this child suddenly opened up and said, "When I was at home, my father always said how great it is to cultivate immortality, saying that our family was originally a cultivation family, but fell and had to move to the mortal world. I've been yearning for cultivation since I was young, and later on, I was discovered by Master Shifu who happened to be passing by and found out that I have spiritual roots, so I followed him to Xuán Qīng Gate. But now, I think these people in the cultivation world are all very annoying..."

  Exciting, last few minutes. Thanks for Yōichi classmate's reward. Update votes, don't know if I can write it out tomorrow...