The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 169 Snowstorm

In the mountains of Dongguangyuan, it is another cold winter.

In a cave courtyard in Qi Lingmen, three people were sitting beside a round table in the courtyard, drinking and chatting happily.

Wang Chaoqiu, who had grown into a handsome young man, raised the jade cup in his hand and said respectfully, "It is a rare opportunity for the three of us to gather together today. Brother Chaochen has broken through to the late stage at the age of only 56, becoming one of the few young deacons in the sect. This is truly cause for celebration! In the future, he will have great hope of breaking through to the true cultivation realm and becoming an elder in the sect!"

The man who was toasted by him tilted his head and waved his hand modestly, saying: "Brother Chaoqiu, you are exaggerating too much. I just broke through to the later stage by chance with the help of the Fusang leaves dropped by the Fusang spirit tree in my sect. I still have no idea about the real cultivation of Daoist ginseng, so how can I dare to think about the future?

How can I compare to Brother Chaoqiu? As the last disciple of our ancestor, you are almost certain to reach the realm of true cultivation in the future. I envy you so much! "

Wang Chaochen declined modestly. In fact, he knew in his heart that as a secret disciple of the sect, he had a much higher chance of breaking through to the true cultivation in the future than ordinary disciples. But compared with the nobleman in front of him, he was naturally far behind.

The gentle woman at the side had her bright eyes flashing, and she interrupted with a smile, "One of you is a genius in cultivation who has made rapid progress, and the other is a disciple taught directly by the ancestor. You are both incomparable to ordinary people. Why are you being so modest here?
This makes me, who is still in the early stages of Qi training and is an outer disciple, feel ashamed."

"Haha, Junior Sister Chao Xin, don't worry. The elders in the sect have said that you have a spiritual body of earth virtue. Even if it is not obvious now, it will definitely help with your cultivation in the future." Wang Chaochen comforted with a smile.

"Don't worry, Junior Sister. We have been classmates for many years, and we are close relatives. I will naturally help you after I have achieved some success in my cultivation." Wang Chaoqiu's eyes were filled with a hint of pity, and he continued, "When I find an opportunity, I will ask the head master to exempt you from the chores.

This way, you will have more time to practice."

"This... is absolutely not allowed!" Wang Chaoxin hurriedly refused. "There is a lot of discussion about our Qifeng Wang family in the sect now. We are already criticized. If you break the sect rules for me, wouldn't it put our Qifeng Wang family in the spotlight?"

"What discussion?" Wang Chaoqiu frowned and asked in confusion.

"Alas, this matter has been controversial in the sect for the past ten years." Wang Chaochen sighed, "We, the Wang family of Qifeng, have too much power now. Qifeng alone is in charge of the sacrificial ancestral law, and is also responsible for supervising other peaks and imposing penalties.

Arrays, pills, weapons, talismans and Shuwu Peak are all dissatisfied with our Wang family. Only Lingfeng is more friendly with our Wang family, which leads to the disciples in the clan being criticized for their actions. "

"Humph, they probably just hate our Wang family for disturbing their abuse of power for personal gain." Wang Chaoqiu said coldly: "Now the two ancestors of the sect are both from Lingfeng, and the other elders are from various peaks. Even if the sect rules strictly prohibit the elders from interfering in the affairs of the peaks, the disputes over interests between the disciples and relatives of the sect are naturally unclear.

Now they are holding a grudge against us and are ostracizing us at Qifeng, but it's just that the elders among the various peaks are relatively balanced. We at Qifeng only have one true cultivator, Uncle Lingyun, and he has always lived in seclusion and has not made a name for himself.

If our Wang family had three or five more true cultivators, do you think they would dare to make such irresponsible remarks?"

"Don't tell this to outsiders." Wang Chaoxin advised nervously: "The headmaster is sensible and fair, and impartial. Even if there are many conflicts among the peaks, we are not afraid of anything with the headmaster here. It's just that we are subject to some rumors and criticisms."

"Speaking of which, our Qi Ling Sect has been passed down for more than 4,000 years, and the Qi Feng Wang family has been passed down for more than 4,000 years. For so many years, if it weren't for the Qi Feng disciples who risked their lives to protect each other from generation to generation, I'm afraid our sect wouldn't be as prosperous as it is today!"

Wang Chaochen sighed and continued, "A few days ago, the sect opened up the clan history that had been banned for many years. Not to mention that our lineage comes from the Tianqi Immortal Sect among the Twelve Immortal Sects, let alone the distant past, when the eighteenth generation leader Li Yuan was alive more than two hundred years ago, how many Wang family disciples and clan elders died one after another to keep the sect alive in the storm.

Among all the successive leaders of our Qi Feng, thirteen out of the twenty were from the Wang family. Our family has always been prosperous, and it was still powerful even when the seventeenth generation, ancestor Wang Xun, was in power.

The head of the sect, Master Bai, is devoted to the orthodoxy, so she will definitely not stay in the position of head of the sect for too long. Now many people in the sect are speculating who will be the next head of the sect."

“As expected, once a sect becomes big, all kinds of monsters will come out.

But these things are not what we are worried about now. I am just a young disciple in the middle stage of Qi Refining. Even if the sky falls, there are still the ancestors and elders above to support us. We have finally gathered together once, so we should drink and have fun. "Wang Chaoqiu smiled and raised his glass:
"Come, on this cold winter day, let's have a drink together!"

The three of them stopped talking in an instant, smiled and clinked glasses, drinking the wine happily.

"Whoo~"

A cold wind blew from the sky, bringing silver-white star-like particles to fall on the wine table.

Wang Chaoxin noticed it with his sharp eyes and asked curiously, "Is it snowing? But Brother Chaoqiu, don't you have a formation in your courtyard? How can it snow in the courtyard? Did you forget to activate the formation?"

Wang Chaoqiu, who was a little drunk, was stunned for a moment before shaking his head and said, "Impossible!

I have always activated the formation day and night, how could there be snowfall?"

The three of them raised their heads and looked up at the sky, only to see that from the deep sky, countless pieces of snow were slowly falling. In the distant forests, flocks of birds were singing and folding their wings to return to their nests, and all the beasts were returning to their dens in panic. The instinctive fear made them shrink into their nests and dare not go out.

"Whoo~"

The cold wind in the sky was getting stronger and stronger, and wider and wider. The cold wind was gradually getting crazier, and the terrifying sound of the wind like a roaring and ferocious wind enveloped the gate of Qi Ling Mountain. Even the heavy snow in the sky also suddenly became faster, and the heavy snow fell down like goose feathers. The howling wind was like the roar of a wild beast.

The sky and the earth were wrapped in pure white. All the disciples of Qi Ling Sect looked up at the sky and saw the falling snow in confusion. They also looked at the surrounding mountain paths, towers and temples, all of which were covered with white snow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a remote place in the mountains, in a small Buddhist temple, a Taoist priest in a dark blue robe holds Buddhist beads in his hand, faces the Buddha statue, sits in meditation, chants Taoist scriptures, and recites the Buddha's teachings.

When white snow fell from a window, the Taoist slowly opened his eyes, stood up, turned around and walked out of the house. Before leaving, he flicked his sleeves and blew a strong wind that blew the golden Buddha statue with his hands clasped together away, facing the wall.

Wang Lingyun walked out of the Buddhist hall, stood in the open space, quietly looked at the falling snow in front of him, and chuckled: "Senior Sister Su Wen, it's done, the seventh transformation has been achieved!"

In the distant Chouyun Mountain, Li Yuan, whose mind was immersed in the light of reincarnation, suddenly woke up. He looked at the snowy world in the distance in silence, only retracted the divine light obtained from Tianxia Mountain, and turned into a flock of black crows and flew out.

A flock of crows flew to the top of the mountain and landed on the rocks, revealing Li Yuan's figure in a black robe again.

He stared at the world in front of him with his cold black eyes, took out the Qi Ling, and said, "Junior Brother, the time has come!"

Thousands of miles away on the Yinque Mountain, Han Yu woke up from his training, holding the Qi Ling in his hand, and said with a smile: "I know."

In a mountain pavilion of Qi Ling Gate, two old men were staring at the snowy sky in a daze. Yu Siqi said with emotion: "This is a breakthrough!"

Chen Guan smiled and nodded, "Yes, Junior Sister Su Wen is indeed extraordinary. The momentum is so great, I think her level of understanding of the Great Dao must be very deep."

As they were talking, a shrill ghost howl suddenly came from the north, and a dark fog swept over from the direction of the Sorrow Cloud Mountain in the north, scaring countless living beings and cultivators along the way to flee in panic. In the south, a bright moon rose, shining silver light on the sky and earth, turning the surrounding power of a thousand miles into a cold moonlit night. The silver light was like a waterfall, the water was flowing, and the moonlight formed a bridge, and a person stood there.

In the old site of Bailing Sect in the distance, now in Tianyao Valley, Guiyin, who was lazily lying on the dark throne, opened his eyes lazily, staring at the distance with his blue upper and dark lower eyes, and smiled faintly: "Qiling Sect, the old lineage of Tianqi, is going to take the step of ascending the throne and accumulating momentum.

I wonder if those guys can sit still any longer."

"Return to the Demon King!"

At this time, a stream of light flew into the cave and was caught by a transformed demon general. His face suddenly changed and he stammered, "Great... Great King, the Thousand... Thousand Swords Sect... Sect in the north is coming again..."

Upon hearing this, Gui Yin's brows furrowed, "Are those sword madmen going to stop?

The few true practitioners of Bailing Sect are living well. I think that out of the friendship we have established over the years, they are staying in their sect to practice on their own. They are living very comfortably.

These sword madmen keep bothering me every day under the slogan of promoting Taoism and destroying demons. Do they really think I am made of mud? "

Another demon general beside him flattered, "If that's the case, Your Majesty, why don't you hand these two true cultivators and those humans over to them, so that you can have some peace."

Guiyin's already frowned brows became even more untied. He glared at the demon general coldly and smashed the folding fan in his hand hard into his face.

"You are so stupid! Those sword madmen just want to use you monsters to refine swords and make pills. Do you really think they are fools? It was just an excuse and a title. If you hand over the monks of Bailing Sect, they will have an excuse to seize the entire Tianyao Valley under the banner of helping to revive Bailing Sect!"

Gui Yin, who was usually calm and elegant, became so angry when facing these demon generals who had just transformed that he lost his composure and pointed at them and cursed.

The two demon generals who were being scolded could only lower their heads and stand by, not daring to make a sound.

In the southeast of Qi Lingmen, in the Jingyuan Xuan Palace of the Jiuzhou Taoist tradition, in the majestic fairy palace hall, Jiang Yunzhi of the Linglong School appeared here.

She bowed respectfully and said, "Linglong Sect disciple Jiang Yunzhi greets Uncle Master Nangong!"

Sitting at the top, a middle-aged man in a black robe opened his eyes. Nothingness was reflected in his light grey pupils, which looked very strange.

"Heh, it's a good thing that he still remembered that there was a junior fellow like me in Jingyuan Xuan Palace."

The man looked at the woman kneeling under him with a slight mockery on his face and asked, "Are you his only descendant?"

"Uncle Master, that's right!" Jiang Yunzhi's heart tightened, and he said hurriedly, "Otherwise, I wouldn't know that my master and you were from the same lineage and had the same master."

"Yes, Jiang Xu and I have been fellow disciples for many years. Even though he was expelled from the sect later, we have been fellow disciples for a thousand years. I, Nangong Yuan, am not a heartless person. Since you have come to ask me for help, I will not turn a blind eye." Nangong Yuan, who was sitting at the top, closed his eyes heavily and sighed, "Your master has been seeking the truth all his life and has gone through countless hardships. I have personal experience of this.

When the rays of light fell to the ground, I was thinking, if my senior brother can’t become a True Lord, then no one else in this world can become a True Lord! "

"But Master still failed in the end, all because of the Qi Ling Sect!"

Jiang Yunzhi, who was kneeling on the ground with her face buried under her body, could not help but show deep hatred on her face. She said fiercely: "Disciple begs Uncle Master to have mercy and help me ascend to the throne! I swear to slaughter all of Qi Ling's disciples and avenge my master!"

Hearing this, Nangong Yuan at the top couldn't help but sigh, the coldness on his face dissipated, and he said with regret: "Foolish child, everything in the world is caused by fate, it is difficult to trace the hatred of a family.

The Qi Ling Sect cannot be destroyed!"

“Uncle Master, rest assured! All the Taoist sects have their concerns and naturally dare not take action.

But I, Jiang Yun, am a disciple of Linglong Sect. I cannot catch up with the twelve sects of the Heavenly Palace, nor can I return to the netherworld. Even though I am weak and insignificant, I can avenge my master. Even the masters of the Heavenly Palace will not say anything, and will not pursue anyone except Linglong Sect!"

Jiang Yunzhi raised his head and said with a determined look on his face.

"Well, it's rare that you have such a heart.

Your master travels among the True Lords, and the whole world is plotting against him, but you are the only one who truly cares for him."

Nangong Yuan said with a hint of melancholy: "Your master once asked me to collect Yuanshui spirit objects from all over the world. Yuanshui is already scarce in the world, and there are only three or two Yuanshui golden pills in the nine sects and twelve sects.

Two of them had severed their orthodox traditions and were vacant true men.

Only Yuan Yi Zhenren, who died thousands of years ago, still had the status and was a Five-Life Golden Elixir. For some reason, he sacrificed his body to replenish the Tao, leaving behind only thirty-six drops of Tianyiyuan Water.

The reason you were able to cultivate this Yuanshui supernatural power is because of that drop of Yuanshui from heaven.

Over the years, even though I tried to collect it, I could only collect six drops of Tianyiyuan water.

But I think it can also help you ascend to the throne successfully!

It’s just that the Yuanshui has been declining for a long time, and the momentum has accumulated. These six drops of Tianyi Yuanshui can be regarded as the momentum I have accumulated for you. But now the situation in Nanjuezhou is unpredictable, so you must be cautious! "

"Yes! I'll keep it in mind!" Jiang Yunzhi bowed respectfully, took the six drops of Tianyiyuan Water given by the other party, and said hesitantly: "Disciple has another favor to ask for your help, uncle!"

"What's the matter?" Nangong Yuan asked without any impatience.

Jiang Yunzhi knelt on the ground and said, "My magical power is the [Guiyuan River]. It harmonizes all the waters in the world and makes them return to the origin. However, it is easy to conflict with others of the same origin, just like when two rivers meet, only one will remain.

To be on the safe side, the disciple asked his uncle to use the Xutian Divine Mirror to check the entire Nanjue Continent to see if there is any Yuanshui status or Yuanshui magical powers left.

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(End of this chapter)