"Daughter, we no longer worship the Emei sect. There are so many top-notch sects in the martial arts world. Even if dad is trying to sell iron, he will find you a better sect than Emei."
In the Golden Summit Hall, facing everyone from the Emei Sect, Mo Qiao didn't dare to say anything, but when he got down to the foot of the mountain, he had no scruples.
"No, I want to join the Emei Sect!"
Mo Shuyu stood at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the towering mountain peaks, gritted her teeth and knelt down, her forehead touched the ground and said loudly: "One!"
Mo Qiao felt distressed and was about to step forward to stop him, but was held back by Jingxuan.
"Two!" Mo Shuyu stood up, took a step forward and knelt down again. After her forehead touched the ground, she counted loudly.
Mo Qiao looked at Jingxuan angrily, "As an aunt, don't you feel sorry for me at all?"
"three!"
"How could I not feel sad? Shuyu is also my relative."
Looking at Mo Shuyu's back, Kowtow, Jingxuan let go of her hand and sighed heavily.
Why didn't she hope that Mo Shuyu could become a disciple of Lu Qingyun, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to the back mountain to ask for help.
"Huh, in your heart you only have the Emei sect! You can't bear to have Shuyu knock her head up to such a high mountain!"
Jingxuan didn't want to explain any more and followed Mo Shuyu, saying in her heart: "Come on Shuyu, you must hold on, and you will understand the benefits of joining Emei in the future.
one day one Night.
Mo Shuyu's forehead was bleeding, her knees were worn out, and all the strength in her body was gone. She gritted her teeth and climbed up to the Golden Dome Hall with faith.
Mo Qiao's eyes turned red from crying. He took out the banknote from his arms and shouted to the people in the hall: "Master Ding, can my daughter be admitted to Emei?"
Ding Minjun admired him in his heart, and walked up to the Golden Dome Hall step by step. Even if it were her, he didn't know if he could persist.
"Since she has done it, she is Emei's disciple."
"Jingxuan, take Mo Shuyu to heal her injuries and wait until she recovers before performing the initiation ceremony."
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It’s time for the Emei disciples’ quiz.
Twenty famous Emei disciples plus Mo Shuyu gathered in the square of the Golden Summit Hall.
Lu Qingyun stood at the door of the hall. After feeling the hot gazes of the girls, he said, "Three months have passed by in a hurry. I wonder how your junior sisters' skills have increased?"
All the girls showed confident smiles on their faces and said in unison: "Please ask Senior Brother Lu to check it out."
"Since all the junior sisters are very confident, I won't say more."
Lu Qingyun smiled slightly, walked to a huge stone tablet in the northwest corner of the square, stood in front of it, stretched out his right index finger, and started writing on the top of the stone tablet.
After he pointed at the extremely hard stone tablet, stone chips fell one after another, and the three characters of Emei Sect came into view of the girls.
"The question of the quiz: Leave your name on the stone tablet. Use your fingers to write your name clearly on the stone tablet and you will pass the quiz."
Lu Qingyun considered that Emei disciples were different in all aspects, so he lowered his requirements.
This is much simpler than when he left a five-inch palm print on the stone tablet at the entrance of Yuxu Palace in Wudang Mountain.
Seeing that the originally confident girls became hesitant, Lu Qingyun was the first to speak, "Which one of you will come first?"
"Me!" Mo Shuyu squeezed to the front.
Lu Qingyun smiled and nodded.
Mo Shuyu used all her strength, stretched out her right finger and touched the stone tablet vigorously, and began to write the name one stroke at a time.
The first character was written fairly smoothly, but there was an obvious pause in the second stroke of the second character. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that her internal strength was already stretched to the limit.
"Stop." Lu Qingyun interrupted. If she were forced to write down like this, her meridians would be damaged.
"I can still write." Mo Shuyu said stubbornly.
"We'll wait and see when you are promoted to the second level."
Lu Qingyun thought for a while and felt that it was still necessary to take care of the girls present to avoid getting hurt.
"Disciples who have not reached the second-level realm should take a step back and wait three months before taking the big exam."
Nearly half of the disciples took a step back.
Mo Shuyu was unwilling, but she didn't dare to make another offensive move and retreated behind Jingxuan.
"Senior Brother Lu, let me try."
As the senior sister of the girls, Ding Minjun also had the highest skill. She walked to the stone tablet and stretched out her index finger to start writing the name. After finishing writing, she quietly stepped aside.
Lu Qingyun looked at the fingerprints left on the stone tablet. They were of different shades and could only barely meet his requirements.
"Next."
Jingxuan walked to the stone tablet and left her name. Compared to Ding Minjun, her fingering strength was a little worse.
The remaining disciples walked to the stone tablet one by one, and only three of them could leave their names, namely Bei Jinyi, Jingxu and Jingkong.
"The disciples whose names are left on the stone tablet will stay. The other disciples will work harder. I hope to see your names on the stone tablet in the big exam."
Lu Qingyun knew in his heart that Ding Minjun and the other five were the most talented and the strongest in Emei. After three months of training, they still had not reached the first-level warrior realm.
According to his original idea, he would only teach the Nine Yin Manual after reaching the first level.
But the reality forced him to lower his requirements again, and he could only barely let them pass, otherwise he would have to wait another three months.
As for the remaining disciples, they have not yet reached the second-level realm. In the big exam three months later, no more than five will be able to leave their names on the stone tablet.
Lu Qingyun led the five people to the back mountain and chose a relatively flat place to sit down cross-legged.
"Next, I will teach you the basic internal skills of Emei Heart Sutra. This is the core internal skills of Emei. It must not be taught to others without my consent!"
"Senior Brother Lu, we swear that we will never reveal a word without your permission."
Only then did Lu Qingyun start to recite the scriptures with satisfaction.
"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is excess, so the imaginary overcomes the reality, and the deficiency overcomes the excess. Its meaning is profound, its reasoning is profound, and its interest is profound. It divides the images of heaven and earth, the sequence of yin and yang, the expression of change, and the relationship between death and life. Zhaozhang, the same thing."
The entire Jiuyin Sutra has more than 5,000 words. The upper part of the inner strength and heart method he taught also has more than a thousand words.
It took Lu Qingyun a lot of time to recite it, but after the five people listened to it, they only remembered one or two hundred words, which made him a little crazy.
To save trouble, he simply wrote it out on the mountain wall with his fingers.
"You will be in seclusion here for three months until the next major disciple exam.
If your cultivation level has not been promoted to the first-level warrior realm, you are not qualified to practice other techniques in the Emei Heart Technique. "
"Senior Brother Lu, I..."
Ding Minjun was very anxious.
As the acting head, she has to deal with internal affairs within the church, which will definitely shorten her training time.
If you fail to advance to the first-level warrior realm within three months, you will not only lose the qualification to practice other techniques, but you will also lose face in front of Emei disciples.
"You don't have to take care of internal affairs for these three months, just concentrate on your cultivation."
