Chapter 19. The Way of All Laws
This statement came out.

There was an uproar.

Except for a few who already knew about it, all the new and old disciples, and even the high-ranking elders, were shocked.

Especially the disciples who were watching, their eyes widened with expressions of disbelief, and soon the commotion could no longer be suppressed and broke out from all directions.

The headmaster is planning to accept a disciple?!

This is a rare sight that can only be seen once in a hundred years!
How could that disciple be so worthy to be accepted as a disciple of the Sect Leader? In this way, wouldn’t he be the true “Big Brother” in their generation?
The elders on the altar looked at each other, with surprise in their eyes.

"The master is playing tricks." Qiu Muxue curled her lips and muttered, "If you wanted to accept a disciple, couldn't you just ask earlier? Who here can compete with you?"

"The old guy's heart is full of maggots."

Taoist Qingxu seemed to have sensed something and looked over.

"Ok?"

Qiu Muxue quickly turned her head to the side and pursed her lips as if she was talking to the elder next to her, as if the muttering just now did not come from her.

Xu Qing also didn't expect that the master would suddenly want to accept him as a disciple.

After all, he had heard that the master had not accepted any disciples for a hundred years. During this period, many talented disciples wanted to become the master's disciples, but they all failed.

Xu Qing didn't want to get rejected.

So from the beginning.

He did not consider the master as an option to become his disciple.

"Don't you want to?"

Taoist Qingxu looked at Xu Qing's stunned expression and smiled:
"I cultivate the way of all laws, store all gods in my body, and use my spirit to unite with the creation of heaven and earth, so that all laws follow my heart."

"Does such a great way still appeal to your eyes?"

Xu Qing came back to his senses.

He immediately bowed his head in a Taoist manner and said respectfully, "My disciple is rude. I naturally yearn for such a great path."

"Okay." Taoist Qingxu nodded, "Come forward, I will grant you the crown and clothing and certificate of ordination!"

Xu Qing quickly stood in front of the headmaster.

The dust had settled, but this incident had happened and ended too quickly, and before the surrounding disciples could come to their senses, the commotion was getting more and more intense.

Elder Qingzheng frowned and shouted:
"Don't be impatient!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples around him suddenly felt a breeze blowing across their spirits, and their high emotions suddenly calmed down.

Some small movements also stopped unconsciously.

"The ceremony continues." Elder Qingzheng looked at Elder Jingyan.

Jing Yan nodded and continued to preside over the ordination ceremony.

Xu Qing took the Taoist robes and certificate handed to him by Taoist Qingxu, then put on the Taoist robe, Taoist hat, and the certificate of ordination around his waist. From then on, he had become a Taoist.

Looking at the clothes on his body, he still felt as if he was in a dream.

He became a formal disciple and even a disciple of the sect master. He reached great heights overnight and his status and position were rare in the entire sect.

But Xu Qing recovered quickly.

Becoming a formal disciple was a foregone conclusion. He was excited, but it didn't make him feel unrealistic.

The feeling I have now is that I have simply become a disciple of a master who has not accepted any disciples for a hundred years.

But based on the qualifications he had demonstrated before, even if he didn't become a disciple of the headmaster, the treatment he would receive wouldn't be too bad, so there was no need to belittle himself.

After the ordination ceremony was over.

These formal disciples then got rid of the title of "Daotong" and were able to move out of the Daotongyuan and practice under their respective masters.

But on the way back to the Taoist Temple to pack up.

Chen Ziming, who was traveling with him, suddenly stood in front of Xu Qing and stopped him:
"Xu Qing, I want to compete with you."

Chen Ziming is the same age as them, but he is exceptionally strong and sturdy, with broad shoulders and a big waist. Standing out among them, he stands out like a crane among chickens.

When he stood in front of Xu Qing, the shadow he cast carried a hint of oppression.

Before Xu Qing could express his opinion, Fatty Li stepped in between the two of them and said, "Chen Ziming, what are you doing? Don't you know that private fighting is prohibited within the sect?"

Chen Ziming glanced at Fatty Li and said, "I know, but I just want to have a sparring match with Xu Qing. It can't be considered a private fight."

Fatty Li sneered:
"You're just jealous of Xu Qing for being accepted as the master's disciple. You're not convinced. Why did he get accepted as the master's disciple? Is that right or not?"

Unexpectedly.

Chen Ziming admitted openly: "That's right, I'm really not convinced." "There is a difference in the time of building the foundation, but it doesn't mean anything. I want to see why Xu Qing was accepted as a disciple by the head of the sect who had not accepted any disciples for a hundred years."

Fatty Li almost laughed out loud.

why?
Because Xu Qing has a first-class character!
This is a rare talent, so it is understandable that the master would be interested in accepting him as a disciple.

Besides, do you know that this will affect Xu Qing's becoming the head disciple?
It's a joke that he has no self-awareness at all.

"Xu Qing, do you dare to fight?" Chen Ziming's eyes swept past Fatty Li and looked at Xu Qing behind him.

Xu Qing didn't dislike Chen Ziming's straightforward personality, but he still shook his head:
"You are no match for me."

"I established my foundation earlier than you, so it's natural that I spent more time refining my body than you."

Xu Qing said this as a matter of course.

He thought so too.

The two stages of refining essence and building foundation in Taoism are similar to the difference between a martial artist who has entered the highest grade and a martial artist who has not entered the highest grade. There is a huge gap between them and there is no comparison at all.

Chen Ziming's face looked very ugly when he heard this.

But Xu Qing's expression was calm and steady, but his eyes were so sharp that they seemed to be able to penetrate his body and soul and see through everything about him.

This made him unconsciously believe what Xu Qing said.

Chen Ziming took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "You are better than me, I believe it."

"Practice is a process of rapid progress. You completed the foundation building faster than me, and spent more time refining your form, so you are naturally stronger."

"But I don't believe that I am not even qualified to fight you!"

Xu Qing glanced at Chen Ziming and felt that if he didn't compete, he would definitely keep pestering him.

"Okay, now that we've come to this, let's do it."

The two of them started fighting directly on the road.

The other people in the group watched the competition with great interest. They also wanted to see Xu Qing's methods.

The first to launch the attack was Chen Ziming.

After the two men bowed to each other in the Taoist style, Chen Ziming took the first step, took a step forward and rushed forward.

But in Xu Qing's eyes, his movements were too slow.

Xu Qing moved his feet and dodged Chen Ziming's punches with ease.

Chen Ziming was filled with doubt and confusion, his expression looked a little panicked, and his punches clearly sped up a bit.

Xu Qing shook his head.

Wanting to end this meaningless competition right away, he kicked out subconsciously without realizing it.

Chen Ziming's eyes went dark in an instant, and he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen sweeping through his body, impacting his consciousness.

He tried to take a deep breath to steady himself.

But it hurts so much!

"Ho ho ho"

Chen Ziming's face turned red and he could not stand. His knees went weak and his huge body suddenly bent like a cooked shrimp and fell to the ground.

This scene made everyone present suddenly silent.

Xu Qing didn't react until after he had made his move.

Oops!

In the past few days, Senior Brother Chen took him to the forest in the back mountain several times and found some monsters to practice with. Now he has developed the habit of hitting the vital points when he strikes.

Fatty Li looked at Chen Ziming who was lying on the ground and took a breath.

His eyes were filled with unprecedented fear.

Oh my god, is this bastard Xu Qing so cruel? !

No, no, I must never make enemies with him in the future!
"That." Xu Qing turned to the positions of the other formal disciples and scratched his forehead. "I said I didn't mean it. Do you believe me?"

The others slightly shifted their gazes away and did not meet Xu Qing's eyes.

We don't believe you!

This guy is a murderer!

Don’t mess with me! Don’t mess with me!
Xu Qing: “.”

He had a feeling that he would have to worry about his reputation in the audience.
(End of this chapter)