Starting From Fooling the Elderly into Registering for a Cultivation Training Class

There are three tests for Buddhist lay disciples.

Zhu Jiahong has now passed the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire, and can obtain it as long as he passes the last level.

Now, after awakening the Immortal Emperor's bloodline, Zhu Jiahong's strength has grown by leaps and bounds.

Qin Chuan felt that if the Immortal Emperor's bloodline had awakened earlier, his name would definitely be on the list of geniuses, and he would definitely be among the top 100.

Zhu Jiahong is also full of confidence now and confident that he can pass the last level.

The final test for lay disciples of Buddhism is called the precept of crossing the path of killing.

There are five precepts in Buddhism.

The first is not to kill, the second is not to steal, the third is not to engage in sexual misconduct, the fourth is not to lie, and the fifth is not to drink alcohol.

After all, lay disciples of Buddhism are not true disciples of Buddhism.

The people who participated in the test were a mixed bag, and their conduct was very messy.

Buddhism emphasizes that all living beings should do good deeds and be benevolent, so the prohibition against killing is at the top of the list.

Therefore, those who are too murderous will definitely not be able to become lay disciples of Buddhism.

When the third test begins, Master Jing'an will give Zhu Jiahong an illusion.

In this fantasy, the things or people Zhu Jiahong hates most will appear.

At that time, Master Jing'an will determine whether Zhu Jiahong has passed the test based on his performance.

Zhu Jiahong knew how important this level was to him and could never allow failure.

After adjusting for a while, he came to Master Jing'an again.

"Master, this junior is ready." Zhu Jiahong said respectfully.

Master Jing'an didn't say much, and moved his finger to the center of Zhu Jiahong's eyebrows, immediately dragging his spiritual world into the illusion.

In an instant,

Zhu Jiahong felt a sudden change in the surrounding environment and saw familiar buildings and people.

Just as he was immersed in the surrounding scene, several disciples from the Qingyun Sect got on him first.

"Zhu Jiahong, Elder Gong He is out on business. Please clean up the elder's cave."

"Zhu Jiahong, please clean up Elder Menglong's cave later."

"Zhu Jiahong, go take care of Elder Mingyang's spiritual beast."

Zhu Jiahong's daily job in Qingyun Sect is to clean the cave for the elders, and sometimes he also does other chores.

He knew that this place was an illusion and that the jobs given by his senior brothers did not exist, but he was curious about what would happen next in this illusion, so he still agreed.

Just as he turned around to go to one of the elders' caves, a woman grabbed him.

Take a closer look.

"Senior Sister Liu!" Zhu Jiahong was stunned for a moment.

"Follow me!" Senior Sister Liu pulled Zhu Jiahong to a corner with an expressionless face.

Zhu Jiahong didn't understand what this was going to do.

Senior Sister Liu looked around and made sure there were no outsiders, then looked at Zhu Jiahong with a very serious expression.

"Senior Sister Liu, what's wrong?" Zhu Jiahong asked.

Senior Sister Liu was silent for a moment and said with a solemn expression: "Junior Sister Yan Qing was ruined by Luan Xiucheng last night."

"What???" Zhu Jiahong's expression changed drastically, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his mood was instantly disrupted.

For a moment, he forgot that this was an illusion.

Yan Qing and Zhu Jiahong were childhood sweethearts and joined the Qingyun Sect together.

However, Qingyan's qualifications are much better than Zhu Jiahong's.

When he first entered Qingyun Sect, he was attracted by an elder and accepted him as his direct disciple.

However, Zhu Jiahong's qualifications were too poor and he could only start as an outer disciple.

Although their identities were very different after they entered the sect, it had no impact on their relationship at all.

Because Qingyan was a direct disciple and had a lot of cultivation resources, she gave some to Zhu Jiahong.

In this way, even though Zhu Jiahong has poor qualifications, he has enough training resources to make up for the gap with other disciples.

Within a few years, Zhu Jiahong passed the examination and became an inner disciple.

For this reason, many people said behind his back that Zhu Jiahong was a soft-boiled man and relied on women to enter the inner gate.

Therefore, Zhu Jiahong was not popular in the inner circle and was often suppressed by others.

Zhu Jiahong was in a good mood and endured it all.

He knew very well in his heart that he was indeed not worthy of Qingyan now, and it was normal for others to say so.

Therefore, he practiced very hard and practiced whenever he had time, never being lazy.

Until he got that special skill.

He knew that with this technique, his destiny would be changed.

However, he also understood that if his cultivation suddenly improved by leaps and bounds, it would definitely arouse others' suspicion.

You know, the state becomes more difficult the further you go.

With a talent like his, even if Qingyan provided him with resources, his improvement would be very slow.

Therefore, Zhu Jiahong bought a very advanced secret technique to hide his cultivation while he was out on business.

In this way, no one in Qingyun Sect could see his true cultivation level, and he never told others.

Even Qing Yan, he didn't tell her.

Because, he originally planned to be a dark horse in the disciple competition held once in a century and surprise everyone.

However, he couldn't control the inner demon behind, so he had to sneak out to solve the inner demon problem.

Now, after hearing that the person he loves most has been defiled, how can he not be angry?

"Where is that beast?" Zhu Jiahong said murderously.

Senior Sister Liu said: "Zhu Jiahong, you have to calm down.

Luan Xiucheng is in the Mahayana realm, and you are distracted. What can you do if you go to find him? "

Zhu Jiahong smiled: "Is Mahayana very powerful?"

As he spoke, his momentum instantly surged, and his cultivation reached the Mahayana realm in one fell swoop.

Senior Sister Liu was shocked: "Zhu Jiahong, when...you..."

Zhu Jiahong said: "I will explain to you after I kill that beast."

"No need to say anything, I came here myself." A voice came from not far away.

The voice came from Luan Xiucheng.

“Don’t think that you are invincible after you have cultivated to the Mahayana realm.

In my eyes, you are still a waste, worse than a reptile. " Luan Xiucheng laughed.

When enemies meet, Zhu Jiahong can no longer bear it.

He instantly turned into an afterimage and flew towards Luan Xiucheng.

Luan Xiucheng was extremely confident and looked arrogant.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Jiahong came to Luan Xiucheng and slapped him.

Luan Xiucheng sneered and clapped his hands as well.

Bang!

The two palms collided, causing a loud noise.

"What?"

Luan Xiucheng's expression changed drastically, and he felt a huge force in his palm, and his body was blown away, while he vomited blood.

Luan Xiucheng was seriously injured with just one move.

Just when Zhu Jiahong was about to pursue him, a large number of disciples and some elders suddenly appeared around him.

Those disciples said something similar to Zhu Jiahong eating soft rice.

The elders said that Zhu Jiahong's practice of outer sect skills would destroy his cultivation and expel him from the sect.

Zhu Jiahong was now in complete confusion, filled with anger and losing his mind.

"Zhu Jiahong, what are you waiting for? Kill them quickly." The inner demon's voice appeared again.

"Remember the faces of these people and what they said about you before.

Say you are a waste, say you only eat soft food, useless things, etc..." The inner demon keeps fanning the flames.

The killings on Zhu Jiahong's body became more and more serious, and the anger in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, a woman flew over from the crowd.

He knew this woman and she was often with Qingyan.

The woman was holding a very ordinary bag of sachets, and there were still traces of sewing.

Zhu Jiahong recognized the sachet.

This is his gift to Qingyan, and it can also be regarded as a token of their love.

"Junior brother, this is what Qingyan asked me to give you." The woman looked a little sad and lonely.

Zhu Jiahong looked at the sachet, and countless images of his time with Qingyan flashed through his mind.

He regained some sense and asked, "Where is Qingyan?"

The woman lowered her head, as if she had something to hide.

"Tell me, where is Qingyan?" Zhu Jiahong had a bad feeling, so he grabbed the woman's arm carelessly and shook her violently.

The woman immediately cried.

"Qingyan, Qingyan... committed suicide!"

"What???"

After Zhu Jiahong heard this, he was stunned.

"You lied to me!"

"Qingyan can't possibly leave me!"

"Ahhh!"

At this moment, Zhu Jiahong's inner world collapsed and then turned dark.

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