815: Chapter 815: Daoist Na 815: Chapter 815: Daoist Na Qingcheng Mountain Disciple now totals one hundred and twenty-eight, and with the addition of the newly initiated disciple, Su Chengyu, there are one hundred and twenty-nine.
The seniority is not highest with Master Cangqing, for above Master Cangqing there are the elders of Mount Qingcheng.
However, the number of elders is not large, with only three remaining today.
These three elders reside in secluded cultivation in the back mountains of Qingcheng, each in their own cave dwellings.
Unless there’s a major event or the annual ancestral ceremony, they normally do not appear.
Of course, there is also the occasional situation where they would slip out to play mahjong with Master Cangqing.
Master Cangqing’s acceptance of a disciple did not bring out these three elders; other disciples who were on Mount Qingcheng and not out on worldly experiences had all arrived.
Master Cangqing has four junior brothers and one junior sister who usually reside on their respective peaks, each accepting their disciples.
These disciples can also accept disciples in turn.
The true people of the Cang generation don’t accept many disciples but instead have nurous grand-disciples.
Masters Cangsung, Cang Lan, Cang Ming, and Cangxiu sat on either side of Master Cangqing, while another, Master Cangning, is often traveling abroad and rarely returns to Mount Qingcheng.
Beneath them were the second-generation disciples, with Sect Leader Huo ZhenTing at the forefront, and the disciples of various peaks stood to the sides, followed further down by the third-generation disciples.
Of Master Cangqing’s five direct disciples, only four were currently on Mount Qingcheng.
The third disciple was also out traveling and had not returned.
Next to the ancestral hall hung a large bell, with a disciple standing by, waiting for the right ti.
Su Chengyu and Chen ngng had already arrived halfway up Chaoyang Peak, with a row of stone stairs in front of them leading directly to the top of Chaoyang Peak.
“Big brother, I’ll go up first.
Don’t forget the rules.
When you hear the bell toll three tis, you may climb Chaoyang Staircase.
You need to ascend step by step and then perform the ritual of three prostrations and nine kowtows outside the ancestral hall, offer tea to your master, and afterwards follow your master into the ancestral hall to kowtow to the ancestors.
Once the ceremonies are completed, you’ll et and pay respects to the several masters, and the ceremony of discipleship will be concluded,” Chen ngng instructed.
“Got it, hurry on up,” Su Chengyu responded with an OK gesture.
After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Su Chengyu heard the resonance of the bell from the mountain peak, its sound echoing through the wilderness.
After the bell tolled three tis, Su Chengyu started ascending the Chaoyang Staircase to the mountain peak.
The Qingcheng Sect disciples at the peak watched Su Chengyu approach, their gazes fixed on this disciple whom the Sect Leader had exceptionally accepted.
Su Chengyu walked forth with head held high and chest out, arriving outside the ancestral hall.
Standing beside Master Cangqing, Master Cangsung rose to publicly announce, “Su Chengyu, a native of Lin Jiang from Xia Country, twenty-seven years of age, sincerely aspires to the path of cultivation, is of outstanding talent and a promising individual, fortunate in his affinity with the Dao.
Today, accepted by Sect Leader Master Cangqing as a direct disciple, becoming the twelfth generation disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, he is hereafter bestowed with the Daoist na, Yang Wei.
We hold this ceremony to pay homage to the ancestors of Qingcheng and pray for their blessing on him.”
Upon hearing his Daoist na, Su Chengyu nearly couldn’t hold back from tumbling to the ground, grumbling in his heart, “What kind of Daoist na is this?
Are they ssing with ?
I’m not impotent!”
Many Qingcheng disciples below were also stunned by Su Chengyu’s Daoist na, struggling to hold back their laughter, daring not to let it out.
“Now, please, disciple Yang Wei, perform the ceremony of discipleship,” Master Cangsung’s voice echoed atop Chaoyang Peak.
Su Chengyu really wanted to say, I’m not paying respect to this master who bestowed upon such a na.
Won’t I be the butt of everyone’s jokes from now on?
However, Su Chengyu rely kept these thoughts to himself, proceeding to Master Cangqing’s front to carry out the ritual of three prostrations and nine kowtows.
“Disciple… disciple Yang Wei greets the master,” Su Chengyu reported his na with extre reluctance.
Master Cangqing stroked his beard slightly, nodding, “Rise.”
A disciple imdiately brought over tea, and Su Chengyu offered it to Master Cangqing.
Next was Master Cangsung reading out the ten major rules of Mount Qingcheng to Su Chengyu, but Su Chengyu wasn’t paying attention.
He was only thinking that he must discuss with Master Cangqing later to change his Daoist na.
After the rules had been read, Su Chengyu stood up and followed Master Cangqing into the ancestral hall.
The interior of the ancestral hall was also very simple, enshrining many morial tablets and hanging portraits of past Sect Leaders, with the founder of Qingcheng, Master Qingchengzi, at the top.
“First, offer incense and worship to the previous ancestors,” Master Cangqing said.
Su Chengyu worshiped with the utmost respect and sincerity, and Master Cangqing also offered incense and prayed, “Disciple Cangqing, today accepts a disciple and prays for the protection of the ancestral masters so that he may glorify our sect and carry on the Qingcheng Daoist tradition.”
After Master Cangqing finished the offerings, he walked to a desk in the front, opening a ledger, the roll of Qingcheng Mountain Disciples.
The nas of all disciples were written inside, and if one violated the sect rules and was expelled, their na would be crossed out.
“Master, wait a mont,” Su Chengyu interrupted upon seeing Master Cangqing pick up a pen.
“What’s the matter?” asked Master Cangqing.
“This Daoist na, can you change it?
It sounds too indecent, you’re not playing a joke on , are you?” Su Chengyu complained.
“How is it indecent?
Your generation is given the character ‘Yang’, as decreed by our founder, and the character ‘Wei’ was carefully chosen for you by .
It ans bright and resplendent, distinguished and illustrious.
I have great hopes for you, what’s there to be unsatisfied with?” said Master Cangqing earnestly.
“Master, please don’t play dumb.
Don’t you know what this na sounds like?”
Su Chengyu couldn’t help but pout.
Even if the connotation was good, the combination of these two characters was quite vulgar, perhaps even a curse.
His careful selection was lonely indeed!
“Is your body impotent?” Master Cangqing asked.
“No, my body is in excellent shape, better than a cornstalk!” Su Chengyu quickly assured.
“Well then, what’s the problem?
As a cultivator, how can you be so vulgar?
The Daoist na was chosen by after deep consideration and cannot be changed.
If you dislike it, you may use your secular na when traveling the world.
For example, your Big Brother and fifth brother both use their secular nas,” Master Cangqing explained.
After saying this, Master Cangqing, with a grand flourish of his pen, wrote both Su Chengyu’s secular na and Daoist na into the ledger.
Once the ink was on paper, it was set, beyond anyone’s power to change.
Despite Master Cangqing’s flowery speech, Su Chengyu still felt uncomfortable and suspected that the old man did it on purpose.
“All right, go out and et your several martial uncles.
The initiation ceremony is over.
From now on, you are a Qingcheng Mountain Disciple.
As long as you don’t break the rules of Mount Qingcheng, at any ti, I and the entire Mount Qingcheng will be your strongest support,” said Master Cangqing as he waved his horsetail whisk and imdiately walked towards the exit of the ancestral hall.
Su Chengyu followed behind with a reluctant face and thus t several martial uncles.
Huo ZhenTing ca over, patted Su Chengyu on the shoulder, and said, “Brother Yang Wei, you are now my junior brother.
If anyone bullies you, your Big Brother will have your back.”
Su Chengyu distinctly saw an unmistakable mocking glint in Huo ZhenTing’s eyes and cried inwardly, “I’m not Yang Wei!”
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