Chapter 54 The disciple knows his mistake
Chapter 54 The disciple knows his mistake
"Um."
Zhuge Yan nodded.
In terms of durability, Reverse Triple is definitely an "industry authority".
Although he is only at the first level now, it will definitely be enough for him to recover his meridians in a day or two.
"Jin'er, Yun'er, you two go out first. I have something I want to talk to Yan'er about alone."
"Yes……"
Lu Jin and Zhuge Yun exchanged a glance.
Although he had some doubts, he still obediently left.
squeak~
As Lu Jin slowly closed the door, only Zhuge Yan and his apprentice Zuo Ruotong remained in the room.
"Yan'er, you tried activating Reverse Life and Mystery simultaneously, didn't you?"
"Master, you are wise..."
"really……"
A knowing glint flashed in Zuo Ruotong's eyes.
"On the path of cultivation, one must avoid impatience. You've only just learned the three stages of reverse rebirth, and you're already trying to master them all at once? How can you expect to avoid trouble?"
"Master, your disciple knows he was wrong..."
Zhuge Yan apologized sincerely.
"Fine, consider this accident a lesson for you."
Remember, no matter how extraordinary your talent, you must always maintain a sense of awe towards spiritual practice.
Especially for someone like you, who is walking a path that has never been trodden before, every step must be taken with utmost diligence and cannot tolerate any falsehood.
Otherwise, one wrong step could lead to utter ruin.
"This disciple has learned much."
"From now on, you are not allowed to attempt to cultivate both the Profound Mystery and Reverse Life simultaneously without my permission."
"what……"
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Yan's expression immediately fell.
He was thinking of learning from this failure and trying again after he had fully mastered the Triple Rebirth technique...
"Huh? What?"
Zuo Ruotong glared at him.
"What other kind of mess do you want to make of yourself?"
"I……"
"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to give up your profound secrets, but rather that I must accompany you in your future cultivation of profound secrets."
That way, even if something really happens, it won't lead to irreparable consequences, just like what happened to Master back then...
After saying that, a hint of sadness flashed in Zuo Ruotong's eyes.
In retrospect, he was remarkably similar to Zhuge Yan in the present moment.
Young people are full of youthful vigor and ambition, always believing that there is nothing they cannot do.
Looking back now, I realize how ridiculous I was...
"Yan'er, I don't want to see you end up like me. Do you... understand?"
Zhuge Yan was slightly taken aback. Looking into Zuo Ruotong's eyes, his head involuntarily lowered.
"Understood……"
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Two days later, at the main square of the Trinity Gate.
The morning light pierced through the thin mist and spilled onto the bluestone-paved square, illuminating the ancient and solemn main hall of the Sanyi Gate with a dignified yet warm glow.
Zhuge Yan stood at the foot of the steps in front of the hall, wearing a brand-new set of moon-white Taoist robes in the style of the Sanyi Sect, which made his slightly pale face, which was still recovering from his injuries, look more energetic.
The white true qi of the Reverse Life Triple Circulation flowed gently across his body, like a trickle of water nourishing and repairing the last trace of damage to his meridians.
In just two days, the almost fatal pain of the torn meridians had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a strange sense of resilience deep within the body after being forcibly tempered.
This terrifying regenerative power is the first real "miracle" bestowed upon him by the Triple Rebirth!
At the same time, two children, about seven or eight years old, stood beside Zhuge Yan.
They had just emerged victorious from the trials of the lower temple, their young faces still bearing the excitement and nervousness of entering the temple for the first time.
One of the children curiously peeked at the "senior brother" beside him, who had a calm demeanor and was clearly much older than them, while the other tried to straighten his back and make himself look more composed.
Before the hall, the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong sat upright in the main seat, his moon-white Taoist robe spotless, his hair tied up with a white jade hairpin, and his face still as handsome as a young man.
His gaze swept calmly over the three new disciples below the steps, lingering for a moment on Zhuge Yan, confirming that his breathing was steady and his injuries were indeed healed. The worry deep in his eyes finally dissipated.
Lu Jin, Zhuge Yun, and all the disciples of the Sanyi Sect inside the mountain gate stood solemnly on both sides.
The square was completely silent, save for the rustling of the mountain wind through the pine forest and the faint chirping of birds in the distance.
All eyes were focused on the three people below the steps, the atmosphere solemn and expectant.
The gazes that fell on Zhuge Yan, in particular, were filled with complex emotions.
"The auspicious time has arrived."
Zuo Ruotong's clear voice broke the silence, reaching everyone's ears clearly.
"Today, our San Yi School welcomes new disciples to carry on the torch."
The ceremony officially began.
Two new disciples stepped forward first.
They knelt respectfully following the steps they had rehearsed beforehand, offering tea as a symbol of respect for their teacher. Their young, nervous voices clearly stated their names.
Zuo Ruotong smiled as she accepted the teacup, took a sip, offered a few words of encouragement, and bestowed upon her a jade token representing her status as a disciple of the Sanyi Sect.
The two children were so excited that their faces turned red, and they quickly raised their hands high to solemnly accept the gift.
It was Zhuge Yan's turn.
He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and moved with a steady demeanor, unlike a twelve-year-old boy.
Before Zuo Ruotong, he lifted the hem of his robe and knelt steadily on the prayer mat.
"Disciple Zhuge Yan..."
His voice was not loud, but exceptionally clear and firm, echoing in the quiet square.
"I now humbly enter the Trinity School, and from this day forward, I will diligently follow my master's teachings, abide by the school's rules, devote myself to cultivating the Way, and bring glory to my family. If I disobey, may Heaven and Earth bear witness!"
After saying that, he picked up the teacup that Lu Jin handed him with both hands, raised it above his head, and presented it to Zuo Ruotong.
Looking at the young man in front of her who had repeatedly surprised her, Zuo Ruotong was filled with mixed emotions.
"Zhuge Yan, you are exceptionally talented and have a simple and honest nature. What is even more remarkable is that you have already left your own footprints on the path of 'seeking truth'."
However, the road ahead is treacherous, especially the one you have chosen. What happened the other day should serve as a warning.
"Today, as your teacher, I drink this cup of tea, thus fulfilling my duty as your student and taking on the responsibility of guiding you."
He paused slightly, his gaze sharp, his tone filled with deep expectation.
"As your teacher, I hope that in your future practice you will maintain a sense of reverence and uphold the right path."
Talent is like fire; it can illuminate the path ahead, or it can consume you. Remember to avoid impatience and proceed step by step.
The path you seek is profound and difficult, requiring neither a day's work nor the strength of one person to achieve it.
As the saying goes, "Great fullness seems empty, yet its use is inexhaustible." True power lies in knowing how to control and balance.
"I will watch over you, protect you, and hope for you... Don't worry me anymore."
Zhuge Yan was startled. He bowed deeply, his forehead touching the ground.
"Your disciple will remember your teachings! I will certainly think carefully and act diligently, and live up to your kindness!"
"it is good."
Zuo Ruotong nodded slightly and drank the tea in her cup in one gulp.
Then, he also took out a warm and smooth jade pendant.
"From this day forward, Zhuge Yan, you are a formal disciple of my Sanyi Sect, number forty-seven!"
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