I have a little bit of talent

"Master, we have arrived at the mountain gate, why don't we see other brothers in the sect?"

At this time, he was on the hillside of Qingxu Peak. In front of him was a large, well-maintained platform with many ancient-style buildings standing side by side. However, he did not see a single disciple from Baiyun Temple. Fang Mu could not help but feel curious.

If I had come here alone, it would be normal that no one would greet me. However, as Taoist Chenwei was the abbot of the temple and had a very high status, it was strange that there was no disciple to greet me when he brought me back to the sect.

"There aren't many disciples in Baiyun Temple, and there aren't many rules. Most of them are in seclusion in their own caves, so it's normal that no one is here."

After all, it was Fang Mu's first time to visit Baiyun Temple and he had no idea what was going on inside. Taoist Chen Wei had no choice but to patiently explain it to him.

It turns out that although Baiyun Temple on Qingxu Peak is one of the holy places of Taoism, the number of disciples is extremely small, far less than that of the other two holy places.

Now there are only three true disciples and four elders, and there are only dozens of disciples in the inner and outer sects combined. In terms of the number of people, I am afraid that even any sect in Yizhou is much stronger than it.

Because there are only a few people in the sect and their caves are all located at higher places on Qingxu Peak, most of these disciples and elders usually practice in seclusion in their own caves, and rarely appear in the sect unless there is something important.

In addition, as a Taoist sect, Baiyun Temple emphasizes a natural and casual approach without too many rules. Although Taoist Chenwei is the abbot of the temple, he rarely disciplines his disciples. He did not inform others that he was going down the mountain to pick up Fang Mu. Therefore, there was no one waiting in the Baiyun Temple at this time. The huge Baiyun Temple seemed a bit lonely.

"Oh my goodness, is it so loose?"

When Fang Mu heard Taoist Chen Wei's explanation, his eyes lit up. The Baiyun Temple was exactly what he wanted. It was relaxed and comfortable, and the main theme was freedom.

The two talked as they walked, and soon they crossed the large platform and arrived at a hall at the edge.

Compared to the extremely shabby mountain gate, the renovated hall is quite spectacular. It is more than ten feet high. A plaque with golden characters on a black background hangs above the main entrance of the hall. It is the Baiyun Hall.

"How casual," Fang Mu felt powerless to complain and followed Taoist Chen Wei into the Baiyun Palace.

As soon as he entered the hall, Fang Mu saw two statues, one large and one small. Both were dressed as Taoists with blurry faces. In front of the statues were incense tables and candles, with smoke rising up. The statues looked a bit ethereal and divine.

Taoist Chen Wei first went to the two statues, lit a stick of incense and bowed, then turned to face Fang Mu with an unusually serious expression.

"Since you want to enter my Baiyun Temple, please burn some incense to the ancestor first."

Fang Mu had been to the Banshan Sect, which was also a Taoist sect before, so naturally the larger statue was the founder of Taoism in this world, the Taoist ancestor who achieved enlightenment thousands of years ago.

As for the smaller statue, although Fang Mu did not recognize it, he thought it was the founder of Baiyun Temple, the creator of the world of Qingxu Peak, Taoist Qingxu.

Since Fang Mu is building his foundation with Taixu Yangshen Zhenjing and wants to study at Baiyun Temple on Qingxu Peak, he must pay homage to these two Taoist ancestors.

He then took three incense sticks, knelt three times and bowed nine times before standing up.

Seeing Fang Mu burning incense and kowtowing to the statue of the ancestor, Taoist Chen Wei smiled again.

"Since you have worshipped the Grandmaster, I will accept you as my second disciple. From now on, you will be my disciple at Baiyun Temple. You must practice diligently so that you can achieve enlightenment soon and live a carefree life in the world."

"You're already a disciple?" A series of question marks popped up in Fang Mu's mind. He always felt that the Baiyun Temple was a little too casual in accepting disciples.

You have to know that the one who accepted him as a disciple was the Taoist holy land, Baiyun Temple on Qingxu Peak, and not some small sect whose name no one has ever heard of. The one who accepted him as a disciple was the abbot of Baiyun Temple, the head of the holy land, and his status and position are not comparable to those of ordinary practitioners.

Logically speaking, if a person like this were to recruit a disciple, he should at least have a big party to make it known to everyone and make it known to the world. At least there should be someone to bear witness to it.

But it was really outrageous for Taoist Chen Wei to accept a disciple. He just burned incense to the two ancestors and that was it.

"Disciple pays homage to Master."

Although he was doubtful for a moment, Fang Mu still knelt down obediently and kowtowed three times to Taoist Chen Wei, performing the ceremony of becoming his disciple.

"Okay, okay." Taoist Chen Wei did not help Fang Mu up this time. Instead, he let him bow and stand up smoothly, with a smile on his old face.

"Since you have entered my Taoist sect, you should naturally have a Taoist name. Xuanchen Yisheng, how about your Taoist name be Yiming from now on?"

"Yi Ming?" Fang Mu was stunned when he heard this name. It was not that it was bad, but the meaning was too great and he felt that he could not bear it.

Yi means change, Ming refers to the sun, the moon, the earth and the sky. The Tao is called Yi Ming, and it has the ability to change the world, which is not something ordinary people can do.

Taoist Chenwei gave him this Taoist name, which seemed to indicate that he thought too highly of him.

"What? Are you worried that you can't live up to this Taoist title?" Taoist Chen Wei smiled slightly, knowing what he was thinking.

"You must be joking. Is there any Taoist title that I can't bear?"

Fang Mu was not willing to admit defeat.

"That's good."

Taoist Chen Wei clapped his hands and laughed.

The Taoist name Yi Ming was thus confirmed. If Fang Mu traveled around the world again in the future, he could call himself Taoist Yi Ming or Yi Mingzi. He no longer had to introduce himself as Yangzhou Fang Mu to everyone he met. It was obviously much more impressive, and Fang Mu was somewhat satisfied with it.

"Master, isn't my apprenticeship a bit too casual? You are the leader of the Holy Land after all, how come you don't even have a witness?"

Now that he had become a disciple and even had a Taoist name, Taoist Chen Wei was no longer an outsider. After much hesitation, Fang Mu finally asked.

"Why is there no witness?" Taoist Chen Wei laughed.

"I am the abbot of the temple. The heaven and earth have witnessed my acceptance of a disciple. The approval of the ancestor is enough. How can I ask for the approval of others?"

These words were spoken in an extremely domineering manner, and Fang Mu couldn't help but look sideways when he heard them.

He and Taoist Chen Wei had only known each other for half a day. Based on his previous understanding, he thought that although Taoist Chen Wei was the leader of the Taoist holy land, he was approachable and very kind, and did not have the slightest temperament of a superior.

But his words just now were extremely confident and domineering, and his demeanor as a top master of the world was undoubtedly revealed.

He only recognizes the ancestor of heaven and earth and looks down upon others, yet he has some of the dignity of a patriarch of a holy land.

"Now that I have a Taoist name, shouldn't Master teach me the magical skills of Baiyun Temple? I've been looking forward to it all the way."

Now that he had already become a disciple, Fang Mu became a little impatient.

Baiyun Temple is a holy place of Taoism, with a heritage far exceeding that of the declining Banshan Sect. There must be many magical skills that are more advanced than the Banshan Move Peaks skill, and he has long wanted to see them.

"You sly fellow, now that you have joined my sect, there are naturally plenty of techniques for you to choose from."

Having said this, Taoist Chen Wei paused, looked at Fang Mu with a half-smile before continuing:

"You entered the Dao with the Taixu Yangshen Zhenjing. This method is one of the highest mental methods of our sect. There should be no obstacles in practicing other methods of our sect. You should rest for a night today and prepare yourself well. Tomorrow I will take you to the Daozang Pavilion to select a method and meet Elder Chen Xuan of the Daozang Pavilion."

"It's still early today, why don't you pay your respects to Elder Chen Xuan now."

Fang Mu asked doubtfully:

"Nonsense," Taoist Chen Wei glared.

"I didn't inform the sect that I would be accepting disciples, and now everyone else is in seclusion in the cave on the top of the mountain."

"Oh."

Fang Mu slapped his forehead.

I almost forgot that everyone in Baiyun Temple is tired of staying at home.