I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 56: Ling Ming's guess, heading to Lihen Territory

Mount Qihuang, where the spiritual wisdom is suppressed.

Not far away, there were a few Xuanwei Sect monks who had come from Chengyang Peak to look for him during this period.

"Senior Brother Pei! I'd better go and report to the ancestor. Tell him that you're being held here by that old thief in green robe. He's slapping our Pei family in the face. Let the ancestor get back at us..." Pei Lingming's cousin said with indignation on his face.

They wanted to help Pei Lingming dig through the mountains, but Lingming refused.

"Stop talking nonsense. How dare you talk about the founder of the religion casually?" Pei Lingming glared at him.

"But senior brother, you..." Everyone looked worried.

Pei Lingming was a man of generous and magnanimous character. He was very caring towards his fellow monks. In fact, he did not have much of the dandy airs of a son of a noble family, but he did have an impatient temperament.

In the past, he traveled around the Three Mountains and flew over the Five Peaks and Nine Lakes every day. He was never idle. Relying on his family background, he called all kinds of masters, regardless of their level, friends and brothers.

Once he was there, he felt like he was being bitten by lice all over his body and was extremely active.

If I don't speak for an hour, I can't help but talk to myself in front of the flowers and plants.

Now he was pinned down at the foot of a mountain, with only his head and left hand exposed; he couldn't even turn over.

As Lingming's confidants, they all felt sorry for him.

Pei Lingming smiled bitterly: "Do you think that Dao Miao Patriarch is just like you and me, getting anxious and angry at the slightest provocation and looking for someone to fight with to save face?"

Such people lived for more than 100,000 years.

The anger has almost worn off.

Unless fundamental interests are affected, no one will take action for the sake of face, shouting that they want to kill someone or provoke someone.

Unless the Green-robed Patriarch kills himself directly and drives away or kills all the Pei family members in the sect.

This is a direct provocation.

Patriarch Pei might try to get back his position.

But it is probably just a test first, just in case the Green-clothed Ancestor's magical powers are not inferior to those of Ancestor Pei.

I guess we still can’t fight.

Or maybe the ancestor was attracted by the magical powers of the Green-Clothed Ancestor; or maybe the Green-Clothed Ancestor was attracted by the ancestor's skills and was determined to get them.

"But when you were in the sect before, didn't you say that all the rumors were exaggerated and that Patriarch Dao Miao's coming out of seclusion was not credible?" someone wondered.

When the sect spread rumors about the deeds of the Green-robed Patriarch, Pei Lingming was half-believing and half-doubting.

After all, I have never heard of this person, nor have I seen him take action.

Taoist figures generally don't wander around. They are either outside the Cave Heaven Realm, or hiding in the Small Thousand Realms to become a founder, or living in seclusion in the city.

In the ancestral altar, the most powerful one is the True Man of Tongxuan Realm.

Pei Lingming knew most of the Tongxuan Zhenren, and they all gave him face. Some even praised him and treated him as a brother.

This is the reason why he doesn't take the rules of the sect seriously.

"It's true... I was indeed imprisoned by the power of heaven and earth at that time, and I couldn't struggle at all." Pei Lingming shook his head helplessly.

He was enveloped by the mountain that blocked out the sky and the sun, and the invisible energy imprisoned the void.

This is a unique ability of Patriarch Dao Miao.

It has the power to crush cultivators of lower levels.

“But we went back to look for the master’s decree and checked the ranking of the Patriarch’s Hall, and there was no one called Qingyi…” The Pei family members frowned in confusion.

"Well, the Qingyi Patriarch is obviously a nickname; the Xucheng Zhenren is also nicknamed 'Jiexuan', which is a term in the Taoist scriptures; my great-grandfather rode the black cloud to kill people in his early years, and was nicknamed 'Black Cloud Immortal', and the ancestor Zhao Luanyang was nicknamed 'Five Hells Immortal'..."

Pei Lingming sighed: "How can you find out the generational relationship based on the nickname?"

Monks have Dharma names, nicknames, nicknames, honorific titles and posthumous titles.

Except for the posthumous titles that belong exclusively to the fallen ancient emperors, they are generally called Emperor So-and-so, etc.

The title is generally used for great masters or people with great supernatural powers recognized by the heavens.

Other cultivators would give such people with great supernatural powers some rather impressive holy titles, such as "So-and-so Great Saint", whose full name is "So-and-so's profound skills have saved the world, spread the Dharma, saved countless people, and become the Great Saint of the Nine Heavens, the Great Luo Tianxian".
Every few hundred or thousand years, the cultivation community would collectively go and obtain a title of honor, each time with two characters. The more characters there are, the more powerful one is.

This is because in ancient times, at the initial stage of the immortal path, the monks did not fight with each other, but were very united, harmonious and friendly. For the immortal predecessors who were able to preach, spread the Dharma and dared to explore the way forward, they would consciously run to offer gifts and honor them with titles every once in a while.

From now on, we will only refer to him by his honorific title to show respect.

The first two were popular in ancient times, but are now uncommon or have disappeared.

For the latter two types, the Dharma name is the generation level of immortal studies in the Xuanmen, and the nickname is the real name, which needs no further explanation.

However, for many cultivators who have become famous, the other cultivators in the heavens may not necessarily know their Dharma names, but will call them by nicknames based on their characteristics.

Most of them are respectful, but some are sarcastic.

For example, there are some combinations, such as the Five Elders of the Great Wilderness, the Four Weirdos of the Universe, and the Seven Sons and Three True Ones.

Or some swordsman, long-haired old man, purple-sleeved master...the green-robed ancestor, it is obvious that he is of this type.

"Okay, none of you are allowed to leave! Stay here, and each of you take a turn to talk to me. By the way, hey, go pick some fruits for me..." Lingming was very optimistic and directed everyone.

It’s just a mere ten years.

If one egg breaks the rules, the other egg will accept the punishment.

Unlike that clueless Lingbao thief, it was clearly he who provoked me first, and then he took advantage of his ability to control the wind and ran away without a trace. How abominable.

Lingming thought hatefully, gritting his teeth.

"Brother, what else do you want? We will get it for you." The cultivators from Chengyang Peak all rushed over and served diligently.

"I just want that useless little thief to join me here. It was clearly him who cast the spell first, and the bastard disappeared in the blink of an eye..." Lingming couldn't help cursing as he thought about this.

"Who is this clueless little thief? Let's catch him for you, and dig a crack in the rock to squeeze him in!" Everyone was ready to go.

"Forget it. If we do it now, we will be committing a crime against the wind. If you are all trapped here, what should I do? I don't even have anyone to pick fruits or drive away mosquitoes."

.........

At Wuyou Rock on Tenghai Peak, Ji Yuan packed his bag and put the precious items and two magic tools into the treasure bag.

The two golden whips were still inserted in the sword bag on his back; this time he had changed his outfit.

He was wearing a linen shirt and linen shoes, and his hair was tied up with straw.

Very simple.

The green-robed lady with large sleeves was also put into the treasure bag.

The main thing is that you can't change your body shape.

Otherwise, Ji Yuan really wanted to seamlessly switch to the Green-robed Ancestor state.

First, rob the ancestral altar, collect rare treasures and magic spells, and empty the scripture library; eat up all the fairy apricots and jade peaches in the spiritual medicine garden, and then go find the Zhao family to wipe out the roots.

All the blame is put on the Green-Clothed Ancestor.

If you want revenge or want to investigate, go find the Qingyi Patriarch.

Ji Yuan had never known such an 'expert'.

“I hope I can find some good things in the secret realm, bring them back to exchange for merit, and learn the [Mysterious Light Blindness Technique].” Ji Yuan flew up, his mind full of thoughts.

The mysterious light illusion technique is also called a trick to deceive the eyes.

As long as you are under this spell, you can make people see whatever you want them to see.

The only drawback is that it can be easily seen through by people with higher cultivation than oneself.

But this technique is a Taoist technique from the immortal sect, not an ordinary trick.

It is said that a large altar will be opened and a nine-story high wall will be built, in which rituals will be performed to collect the mirage from the North Sea and transform it into a mysterious light, so it can deceive the eyes and appear very real.

Once it is practiced to a high level, it is extremely powerful and can even cause all living beings in a large area to be blinded by a mysterious light.

As long as your level of Taoism is not too much higher than your own and you perform it very carefully, it will be difficult for the other party to detect it.

This spell is very useful to Ji Yuan.

Not to mention exchanging it with elixirs, if there was no risk of exposing himself and attracting covetousness, Ji Yuan would even be willing to exchange it with the magic weapon centipede bee bag, or even a wind bag.

With the means to open an alias at any time, I can have as many spiritual objects as I want. If my neighbor stores food, I will store guns. My neighbor is my granary. I can buy them directly without any risk and for zero yuan.

Ji Yuan had this thought when he was picking on Lingfeng and Zhao Chengyin, who disregarded the Taoist rules, in the Taoist temple.

Ji Yuan is really law-abiding. Every time, these playboys would take advantage of their family background to bully him because he has no background and even disregard the rules of the sect to kill him.

In this case, what is the point of talking about the courtesy of being in the same school?
There aren't many good people in the sect, most of them are from poor families with no background. Ji Yuan doesn't even look down on the mere handful of money they get from working so hard for others.

If you want to rob, you have to rob the aristocratic family.

Anyway, this chaotic world of cultivation is full of robbing and plundering, and strength is respected.

Even if you don't rob your own sect.

It would be quite useful for him to occupy the important roads and rob the monks of the major sects passing by like that stubborn old stone monster.

Only with more spiritual objects and rare treasures can you practice more mythical magic weapons.

Thinking of this, Ji Yuan slapped his thigh and said, "Oh! Why did I forget to bring Ling Ming's token over? I should transfer all his merit points to my token..."

As the head of a peak, Lingming controls the wealth of the peak and has the Pei family as his backer. How many merit points can he get?

I actually forgot such a crucial thing.

This is really a warning to us.

(End of this chapter)