The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 140 Dongxia
The sea of ​​clouds above Qi Lingmen filled the mountaintops, the waters in the rivers and lakes below were surging, and the waves on Daqie Lake were even more turbulent, and the flood was raging.

Deep in the clouds of the sky, a golden light appeared. A shadowy figure of Buddha sat on a lotus with his hands clasped together, looking down at all living beings with a compassionate and kind eye.

Auspicious light filled the void, and auspicious colors filled the heaven and earth. Where the golden lotus blossomed, the Buddha's majestic appearance appeared. His golden body was six feet tall, with thirty-two characteristics shining brightly, and all eighty good qualities were complete. His spiral hair was dark blue, twisting to the right; his face was like a full moon, and his eyes were like blue lotuses. Wherever his compassionate light shone, all living beings felt peaceful and harmonious.

The Buddha slowly opened his mouth and preached the Buddha's words:

“May all sentient beings, hearing my Dharma sound, attain liberation; seeing my Dharma form, awaken Bodhi; escape from the three realms of fire, and attain Nirvana. May we all enter the Buddha’s path, reach the other shore together, forever enjoy the wonderful virtues of eternal bliss, self-purity, and always obtain the Dharma body of freedom and liberation.”

Amid the endless Buddhist teachings, not to mention the ordinary people, even Chen Guan and Lu Fei could not help but look confused, as if they were immersed in the boundless Buddhist teachings.

Monk Yunming, who was standing by, saw this and hurriedly put his hands together, saying respectfully, "Disciple pays homage to our master, the Buddha of Wonderful Goodness!"

He originally thought that it was just the reincarnation of an Arhat, but he did not expect that it was actually a Buddha who appeared in the world to preach.

Under the shining Buddha's light, Wang Lingyun fell into confusion and turned around to kneel down.

However, unexpectedly, under the cover of the Buddha's light, a billowing red-gold fire suddenly rose from the Fusang sacred tree, and the big sun appeared to break through the auspicious clouds and Buddha's light. A very loud cry of a phoenix was heard in the grand red-gold flame, and a three-legged golden crow spread its wings and flew high into the sky.

The huge Buddha statue was obviously shocked when it saw the Golden Crow, and it clasped its hands together, chanting the Buddhist six-syllable mantra.

"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum!"

The six-character mantra transformed into six golden lights as big as giant mountains and smashed heavily towards the Golden Crow. The wind between heaven and earth was broken, and the violent wind blew against all things. The earth shook, but the Fusang spiritual tree remained unshakable.

The statue of the Golden Crow was trapped by the Six-Character Mantra and had no choice but to let out a wail before falling to the ground and turning into the sun.

But a ray of golden light transformed into a rainbow came from the distant easternmost land and shot into the setting sun. In an instant, the setting sun rose up, and the sky was filled with rosy clouds. A huge golden crow, as dazzling as the sky and the sun, broke through all obstacles between heaven and earth and pounced on the giant Buddha statue.

The Buddha was shocked and angry, and his eyes showed a look of rage as he subdued the devil. His thirty-two characteristics emitted golden light that pierced through heaven and earth.

The Golden Crow, however, spread its wings and flew around with great intelligence, turning into a rainbow and passing by, and its golden lights did not hit any of them.

The golden crow flew towards the Buddha, and the suffocating sunlight enveloped the Buddha statue. Following a loud and clear cry of the golden crow that resounded through the sky, the Buddha's light in the heaven and earth dimmed, and the Buddhist sounds from all directions also stopped.

But I saw that the golden crow in the sky had a light golden Buddha eye in its mouth, and the Buddha's body on the lotus was burning with a layer of red-gold flame, and the Buddha disappeared into the sky.

The visions of Buddha all over the sky slowly dissipated like a flash in the pan, and all the mortal immortals gradually recovered, waking up from the illusions of the Buddha's kingdom and their minds became clear again.

When Monk Yunming saw this scene, he became stunned and did not speak for a long time.

"The Sun Person! So overbearing! Even the Buddha's Dharma Image can't do anything to him."

This thought arose in his mind, and he sighed secretly. In this way, it would probably be impossible to convert the Buddhist disciples.

So the monk fled away without hesitation and disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

In the Xueyin Valley on Tianxia Mountain, Gong Hanyu looked solemn, but did not dare to comment.

Beside the Gui Pond in Bailing Gate, Gui Yin looked at the bright sunlight falling into the courtyard and did not dare to say much. He could only sigh in his heart: "The sun is too overbearing. It pecked away one of the Buddha's Dharma images. How can the Buddha bear it?"

Inside the Qi Ling Sect’s magic formation, the golden Buddha seed in Wang Lingyun’s mind was still struggling unwillingly, causing the Buddha’s eye in the mouth of the Golden Crow statue to droop and merge into Wang Lingyun’s body.

Suddenly, the golden light became so bright that it almost suppressed the blue light of Renshui.

But at this moment, Wang Lingyun woke up from the magical power that had bewitched the Buddha. He immediately activated his soul, using it as a prisoner to suppress the golden Buddha seed, allowing the power of water from all directions to surge into his body.

The aura on his body gradually became higher and higher, as unfathomable as a river.

The clouds and mist dissipated, the floods returned to their course, the water in the rivers and lakes near Qilingmen became deeper and wider, and the Ren water spiritual energy also neutralized the scorching heat brought by the Fusang spiritual tree.

Wang Lingyun came to the core of the formation alone and bowed to the two true practitioners in the sect: "Greetings to the Sect Master and Elders. I am fortunate to have cultivated supernatural powers and have a clear mind. I have come here to thank the Sect Master for his care over the years!"

Chen Guan saw the young man in front of him with bright eyes and a straight figure, and a restrained aura. He couldn't help but praise and said, "Well done, you are worthy of being my disciple Qi Ling! You didn't let that monk succeed!"

"I am sorry to have caused the headmaster to worry. There is a seed of Buddha in my soul, which is fighting with me for the master of my physical body. That is why I often lose my mind and go crazy.

Although it is barely suppressed now, it is only due to the power of the adults. If I leave the Fusang spiritual tree and lose the power of the sun, I am afraid that the disciples will be controlled by the Buddha seed and Buddha eyes.

However, if I am controlled by this Buddha, I will be able to unleash the power of the Buddha's Eyes sealed in my body, which is probably comparable to the upper level of the ninth level!"

"Nine revolutions to the highest position!" Chen Guan was shocked when he heard this, and then he said in surprise: "Good! Good! Good! There is always a way out! What kind of magical power can you cultivate?"

"Reporting to the master, it is the magical power of Ren Water, [Clouds Wash Away the Sea]. It controls the clouds in the sky and makes the water on the ground. Wherever Ren goes, it is my place. Establishing a place of Ren Water, I can use clouds to create the sea and turn the sea tide into a rising tide. It is the most powerful." Wang Lingyun responded respectfully.

"Okay, Renshui's magical power is indeed extraordinary." Chen Guan said with a smile: "From now on, you can practice in the sect, and then go out to travel when you find a suitable method.

The Daqie Lake beside the mountain gate is also a treasure land of Renshui. You should practice there in the future. Otherwise, if you stay in the mountain gate, the Fusang spiritual tree will be too strong, which may not be conducive to your practice."

"Yes! Disciple thanks the master!" Wang Lingyun said without hesitation. He was a disciple of the Qifeng Wang family. Even though he was a little confused before, he still respected the sect's rules and the teachings of the master.

It is naturally a great joy that a new true cultivator has emerged in the sect. Even if there are some twists and turns along the way, it will eventually succeed.

Therefore, the Qi Ling Sect, which had not had a happy event for a long time, sent out invitations to invite friendly sects to come and congratulate. A few months later, outside the mountain gate of Qi Ling Sect, many cultivators gathered, and a series of banquets were set up outside the mountain gate to entertain the scattered cultivators who came to visit.

As for those from certain sects and schools, they all handed in their invitations and gifts and entered the mountain gate.

The entire sect was filled with jubilation, with lights and decorations hung, and was in a joyous mood, because another true practitioner in the sect had successfully broken through to a new realm. This was a great joy for the sect, so a special celebration banquet was held to congratulate him.

Looking at the people from various sects who were invited, the disciples in the sect were also very proud and honored.

Above Fusang Square, fairy clouds covered the ground, and flowers on both sides were in clusters, fragrant and aromatic. Delicacies filled the long table, and the aroma of delicacies filled the air, making everyone salivate. The spiritual fruit emitted a faint glow, which was the essence of abundant spiritual power. The rare spiritual wine rippled in the jade cup, with a mellow aroma, and it made people feel refreshed when they smelled it.

On the high platform, the sound of stringed instruments and orchestras was melodious and graceful, like the sound of fairy music. The female nuns, dressed in colorful feathered clothes and colorful ribbons, danced gracefully, like fairies descending to the earth. Each of their movements contained a lively rhythm, and in coordination with the music, the atmosphere of joy and peace was set off to the extreme.

The guests from all walks of life were laughing and talking to each other, their words full of envy for the Qi Ling Sect.

Monks from various schools and sects gathered together, smiling, chatting with each other or wandering around the banquet.

The head of the sect, Chen Guan, sat in the main seat, wearing a golden robe. He looked dignified yet amiable, and from time to time he chatted happily with the guests and those who came to toast him.

Shang Yanzhen, a cultivator from Qingyang Temple, said with a smile during the banquet: "Many of the spiritual objects that Master Chen used to entertain us are of high quality, which is enough to show how wealthy Qi Ling Sect is now."

“Haha, the Qi Ling Pavilion of the Qi Ling Sect is a big chamber of commerce that operates in the four areas of Sanqingfang, Wushanfang, Wenshanfang, and Dongxiafang. How can the annual profits from spirit stones and spiritual objects be comparable to those of our small sects?” said a casual cultivator with envy.

"Dongxiafang? What kind of market is that? Why haven't I heard of it?" someone asked puzzledly.

Chen Guan, who was sitting at the top, had been paying attention to what everyone was saying at the table. He invited everyone to eat and drink not out of kindness, nor to show off his power.

So he waited until the topic he wanted to bring up came up, and Chen Guan pretended to be casual and said, "Dongxiafang, I know a thing or two about it.

Since Shangyang Palace offended the upper sect and was destroyed decades ago, a new family has risen in that spiritual land. In addition, the aurora in the eastern land has also weakened in recent years, so Xueyin Valley joined forces with those Taoist sects and small clans to establish a new workshop, which is called Dongxiafang.

Although this market is new and not very big, there are many spiritual objects in the East Pole, and the Tianxia Mountains are very rich, so there is little foreign trade. Now that the Dongxia Market has opened, it is naturally scrambled for by bigwigs. "

"Yes, I heard that the Guo family in Zhongtian City has sent people to contact them. This Dongxia Market is not accessible to ordinary people." Su Yao from Yinque Mountain said with a smile: "Many spiritual minerals on Tianxia Mountain are rare. Things like Red Ripple Stone, Lixing Yuanjing, Tongbao Huacui... are all Xuan-grade spiritual objects."

"What? There are such good things?" The Taoist Shanglin from Qingsong Temple couldn't sit still when he heard this. He asked eagerly and excitedly, "Can these spiritual objects be circulated in Dongxiafang?"

"This is definitely impossible. These spiritual objects are what we need for true cultivation, how can they be priced with spiritual stones? Xueyin Valley needs to identify four fixed chambers of commerce for barter.

Zhongtian City's Guo family is likely to get this fixed quota, as are the Linglong Pavilion of the Shangzong and the Hundred Demons Association of Yunlan Mountain. There is probably only one spot left. I wonder which family will be so lucky. "Su Yao said with a smile.

"Ahem, everyone, this last spot was luckily given to Qi Ling Pavilion of Qi Ling Sect!" Chen Guan cleared the noise before speaking out.

"What? It was given to the Qi Ling Pavilion?" Everyone was shocked. After all, although the Qi Ling Sect was quite prosperous, it was still a medium-sized sect after all. Not to mention the Upper Sect and the Hundred Demons Association, even the Guo family in Zhongtian City had nearly two dozen true cultivators, and there were also upper-level true cultivators in charge.

How can Qi Lingmen compare to the first three?
"I specially invited you all here today because I want to discuss something with you. If you are willing to give part of your business to my Qiling Pavilion Chamber of Commerce, and sell it on consignment in Dongxia Market, if you have any requests in the future, or if Tianxia Mountain has any spiritual objects to exchange, my Qiling Sect will definitely inform you.

What do you think? "

Chen Guan looked at the true practitioners present with a smile. He had invited not only the three sects of Sanqingfang, but also the Baiwushan, Xiang family, and a dozen or so small and medium-sized sects to the north. It could be said that all the southernmost sects of the entire Nanjue Island were involved.

"This... If there is something fishy here, it will ruin our livelihood. I'm afraid the cultivation resources of our disciples will be greatly affected!" A true practitioner said worriedly.

"There's no need to worry about that." Chen Guan said with a smile, "Our Qi Ling Sect has been passed down for four thousand years. When has there ever been a case of dishonesty?
This opportunity is rare. After all, apart from the sacred mountain of the upper sect, the Tianxia Mountain is the richest in spiritual objects and minerals on Nanjue Island. If you miss it, you may miss a great opportunity!"

"Yes, I trust the reputation of Master Chen, and I of Yinque Mountain are willing!" Su Yao was the first to respond.

"My Xiang family is willing too." Xiang Qingyu shouted, which surprised many people.

Afterwards, the true practitioners of Bailing Sect and Baihua Sect also responded one after another. When everyone saw that these giants had agreed, they no longer had any worries and expressed their willingness.

Seeing this situation, Chen Guan couldn't help but feel relieved. His goal was achieved.

With the support of various spiritual resources from these dozen families, Qi Lingmen will have sufficient resources to prepare for war!
The construction of spiritual boats and warships, standard magic tools, various spiritual talismans, formation equipment, and various puppets all require the supply of various complex spiritual objects.

Now, relying on the advantage of Dongxia Market, he has successfully raised so many spiritual objects, which are enough to raise the combat capability of Qi Lingmen to a higher level.

After everyone had responded, the next thing to discuss were details like profit sharing and costs. Since these issues concerned specific interests, all the true practitioners argued for them without giving in, and fought hard to get them.

More than a dozen true practitioners argued for three days and three nights before they finally finalized all the details.

In this way, each family only needs to send disciples to carry out the handover according to the rules.

So after the celebratory banquet, half of the South was in action.

Countless resources of various kinds were transported to Qiling Gate in batches, and then transported eastward from Qiling Gate to Dongxiafang City, providing huge amounts of spiritual resources and spiritual objects to the families in Xueyin Valley and Dongji Land.

A piece of mysterious spiritual object that a true cultivator desires cannot be exchanged even for hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones, and such a spiritual object can only be obtained through the hard work of hundreds of disciples for many days and nights.

The sects support their disciples when they are young, but the true practitioners use the strength of their own sect or clan to support several people or even one person, because these true practitioners are unwilling to stay where they are and cannot make any progress all day long.

(End of this chapter)