The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 183 The Original Image
Chouyun Mountain is rocky and has many peaks. Ghosts are wandering around outside the mountain. The cold and gloomy air in the mountain is prevalent. Most of the disciples of the Qi Ling Sect who guard this mountain practice the way of ghosts and spirits, so they can live here for a long time. They can even get the blessing of the Qi realm from the ancestors of the sect, which is very helpful for their practice of the way of ghosts and spirits.

A huge boat over a hundred feet long flew across the sky in the distance and slowly stopped in front of a group of ghosts and spirits. The precious scroll pasted on the bow of the boat frightened the ghosts and spirits from afar and they dared not approach.

A group of disciples had been standing in front of the mountain, facing the wind and snow, standing in front of the pavilion of the flying boat, waiting for the person to come.

Among the deacons and disciples who came to greet them, Wang Fengyun was wearing a dark yellow robe embroidered with three spiritual peach blossoms. He stood among a dozen inconspicuous deacons and disciples, silently looking up at the people getting off the spirit boat.

I saw a soft light blue figure walking out from the wind and snow. The man had a gentle temperament like jade, with delicate and handsome features. He walked into the world of cold snow and looked up at the Chouyun Mountain which was blocked by heavy restrictions.

"Disciple respectfully welcomes the elder to the Sorrow Cloud Mountain base!"

The leading deacon disciple hurriedly led a group of more than 20 disciples to bow respectfully. The wind and snow brushed across Wang Fengyun's brows, which were lowered along with everyone else. A piece of broken snow fell on his forehead, exuding a hint of coldness.

He suddenly saw a faint blue light appearing in front of him, and the man smiled gently and said, "Everyone, get up. Today is the five-year inspection. I am here on the orders of the old master to inspect the income and expenditure of various spiritual woods and minerals in Chouyun Mountain over the past five years.

You don't have to worry, as long as you haven't committed any major losses, there won't be a heavy punishment like the one in Yinque Mountain."

After these words came out, the disciples present had a little peace of mind. Not long ago, during the inspection of Yinque Mountain, it was discovered that nearly 40% of the output of various spiritual objects was embezzled under various excuses. The head of the sect personally ordered that more than ten inner disciples and deacon disciples involved in this matter be thrown into the death dungeon, and even three of the most serious crimes were personally abolished by the elders in front of all the disciples in Fusang Square. All the years of hard work were wasted in one day.

Now that they have come to the inspection at Chouyun Mountain, it is impossible for them not to be panicked. After all, the Qiling Sect is no longer what it used to be. There are already 5,000 disciples in the sect, and all kinds of trivial relationships have to be taken care of. None of them can say that they are completely innocent.

Wang Fengyun's heart trembled. This elder was called Li Hanxing. Although he was known for his gentleness, he was, after all, an elder who was proficient in the art of detecting minds. He hurriedly suppressed the many thoughts in his mind one by one.

"Hey, you're cultivating Wu Earth?"

This clear and gentle voice sounded in front of him, and Wang Fengyun hurriedly raised his hand to salute and replied: "Yes, elder, you have a good eye. I am indeed cultivating Wu Earth."

"Which peak is he from? Seeing that he is in the late stage of Qi Refining at such a young age, I think he must have good aptitude." Li Hanxing asked casually.

"My disciple is Qi Feng's disciple, and my name is Wang Fengyun. I was just luckier and only last year I broke through to the late stage of Qi Refining by chance thanks to a strange phenomenon in the sky." Wang Fengyun replied hurriedly.

"Oh, it turns out to be the one from Jingyuan Xuan Palace who failed to ascend the throne last year. He has the magical power of Chou Earth. Chou and Wu are mutually restraining and punishing. Chou falls while Wu rises. So it seems that you have a good affinity with him."

Li Hanxing recalled that last year, to the east of Qi Lingmen, there was a true cultivator who failed to ascend to the throne in Jingyuan Xuan Palace. His body turned into a thick gray haze that lasted for three months and almost affected the Mingyue Qi Realm near Qi Lingmen.

"But for someone as talented and well-connected as you, it would be a waste of your talent to stay in Sorrow Cloud Mountain. It would be better to transfer you back to the sect. Qi Feng is now in charge of the law and criminal law, and it is a time when he needs people. I believe you can be of great use.

Are you willing? "

Hearing Li Hanxing's words, Wang Fengyun's heart was moved. He suppressed the inappropriate thoughts and said, "Although my disciple has the intention, I am from the outside of the Wang family and my ancestors have committed crimes. Even if I return to the peak, I am afraid I will have to..."

"Haha, what's the difficulty?" Li Hanxing smiled and turned around and said, "Chao Qiu, remember to bring this disciple with you when you go back. As for any objections to the clan law within the peak, you should also do your best to protect it. After all, he is still your relative."

Behind him followed a man in a dark yellow robe and a crown. He had long hair like black ink, a tall and straight body, and an imposing demeanor.

Wang Chaoqiu glanced at the disciple, chuckled and replied, "Yes, Uncle Master, don't worry."

"Well, let's go. Follow me to meet your master first." Li Hanxing seemed to be doing it casually. He turned around and took Wang Chaoqiu into the mountains.

After the two of them walked far away, Qi Feng's disciples from Lingzhou filed down one after another and were welcomed into the mountain by the disciple in charge.

Several fellow disciples congratulated him and said that he was valued by Elder Li and had a bright future.

Wang Fengyun just responded with a smile on his face, but he was feeling emotional in his heart. That person was the ancestor's direct disciple. He was more than ten years younger than him, but his cultivation was several points higher than his. They were really incomparable.

But I have never met this Elder Li before, so why did he suddenly want to promote me?
At the bottom of Chouyun Mountain, Li Hanxing and Wang Chaoqiu passed through numerous formations and restrictions before arriving at the secret room at the bottom of the mountain. Outside the door, teams of Yin corpse soldiers were patrolling the underground tirelessly.

The two of them asked for a meeting from afar, and then they saw that teams of Yin corpse soldiers suddenly stopped, the mountain gate opened wide, and a rolling tide of Yin and Dark Air rushed towards them.

Even though Li Hanxing's Taoist school is biased towards Yin water, his face changed slightly when he sensed the heavy Yin energy in it.

A noisy crow cry was heard from the rolling black fog, and then several black crows fell in the fog and turned into an eight-foot-tall tall man with disheveled hair, cold eyes and brows, who walked out.

The two of them bowed together and said, "Greetings to the Master!"

"Junior Brother Li is here too? What's the important matter?" Li Yuan's figure was a little blurry as he walked out of the mist. "My real body is still cultivating in the Yin Pond, and I only came out as my spirit."

“Reporting to the superior, the old master specially ordered me to come here, and there is a secret letter from the gate.

Once, before the sunset, the sect sent a disciple away from the mountain. This disciple had also achieved a breakthrough in true cultivation a few years ago. His name was Fang Yan, and he had cultivated the Ji Tu magical power [True Kuigang Sha]. He had returned to the sect three months ago, bringing with him a secret letter of spirit sealing from the Qian family.

Because the matter involves a secret, the old master ordered me to personally go and deliver it to you for your review."

A flash of inspiration appeared in Li Hanxing's hands, and he held up a scarlet amber jade token with both hands. It was obvious that the matters recorded on it involved a wide range of matters, so only this spiritual object of the virtue of fire was used to carry the secret words.

Upon hearing this, Li Yuan raised his hand and took the jade token into his palm. He said expressionlessly, "The Qian family is in charge?"

"Yes, the person in charge of the Qian family now is none other than Qian Shiyan, the senior Qian who once practiced in the sect." Li Hanxing said respectfully, "Junior Brother Fang Yan was able to cultivate his magical powers thanks to the care of the senior Qian."

"She is thoughtful." Li Yuan nodded slightly, thinking about this old friend. Although they had not been together for a long time, he could still see that she had deep feelings for Qi Lingmen.

He probed his spiritual sense into the jade order, and just a glance made his face feel even colder. There was a faint murderous intent looming at the bottom of the mountain.

"We must plan for this early. Junior Brother Li, you must return to the mountain immediately and inform the headmaster that the entire mountain is under martial law and ready for war. Don't harbor the slightest bit of luck."

"Yes, take the lead. I will go back to the mountain and tell you." Li Hanxing was also shocked, fearing that all these years of peace were finally coming to an end!
When Li Hanxing came out of the underground, Wang Chaoqiu saw that his master still had murderous intent, and couldn't help asking: "Master, what happened?"

"Big deal? Of course it is a big deal." Li Yuan sneered, "But it is also the opportunity for our Qi Ling Sect to avenge this blood feud for four thousand years!"

According to Qian Shiyan's words in the jade order, Qian's secret agent in Linglong Sect sent a message that the entire Linglong Sect was mobilizing in full force, intending to march south to destroy a certain sect.

She suspected that the Qi Ling Sect was very likely involved, so she specially sent Fang Yan, who had just acquired supernatural powers, to deliver the message in person, fearing that the Qi Ling Sect would be careless and lose their guard against the matter.

Others are not clear about the truth and intention of this matter, but now that he and the original master are in spiritual communication, he naturally knows the reason.

The man from Dongcang Mountain mainly practices the Yuanshui Taoist tradition and is a descendant of Master Jiang. I can sense the dispute over the Yuanshui Taoist tradition on a whim. After all, the Linglong Sect has dominated Nanjue for thousands of years. The other party has probably guessed my existence.

Or maybe, it was a master in the heavenly palace who instructed to try to move Qi Ling and find out the traces of Xuanming and Wei Tu. Since the collapse of the Tianqi Immortal Sect, the only sect in the world that can directly lead to Xuanming and Wei Tu is the Qiling Sect.

The rest of the disciples had either already joined other sects, died, or abandoned their tradition and started practicing other ways, completely drawing a line between themselves and the Tianqi Immortal Sect.

Regardless of the considerations, the Linglong Sect put all its efforts into heading south, with the sole purpose of targeting the Qiling Sect.

Whether it is a dispute over the orthodoxy, or a thousand-year feud between the two families, or being willing to pave the way for the True Lord's pawn, or other True Lords testing the bottom line of the Sun.

The two families have a long-standing grudge, and how many generations of ancestors have harbored hatred and resentment, and how many generations of disciples have sacrificed their lives to join that cannibalistic land. No matter whether it is Chen Guan, or the current Third Supreme, or even the original body, none of them can replace the ancestors in letting go of the hatred.

Not for the Tianqi Immortal Sect, not for the True Lord, not for the heaven and earth, only for the spirit tablets on the ancestral temple of the Qi Ling Sect, only for the corpses in the countless tombs in the green mountains, only for the countless disciples of the Qi Ling Sect over more than four thousand years.

It was for Qi Ling and Qi Ling Sect, not Tian Qi Xian Zong, and certainly not to be a pawn of Zhen Jun.

Li Yuan only said this one sentence, and Wang Chaoqiu understood who his master was talking about.

Ever since Sect Master Chen Guan opened up the clan’s history and forced all disciples to memorize all the clan’s history, the Qi Ling Sect’s disciples knew that they had a great enemy from past lives, and that was the Linglong Sect!
Wang Chaoqiu said worriedly: "Even though the Linglong Sect is in decline now, it still has the Jindan Zhenren. If we fight, do we have a chance of winning?"

"Haha, chance of winning?" Li Yuan sneered, and his bloodthirsty voice sounded, "What chance of winning do you have when we have an irreconcilable blood feud that spans generations?
Even if I die, I will drag it with me to death."

Boundless murderous intent surged at the bottom of the mountain, frightening all the birds flying thousands of miles away in the Chouyun Mountain. The murderous intent in Li Yuan's eyes disappeared.

Wang Chaoqiu was secretly shocked. He had just clearly seen extreme desire and bloodthirsty lust for killing in his master's eyes.

"The Nanjue Continent is different now than it was in the past. The Lord in Heaven has set the rules, and everyone must abide by them. Moreover, the Tiger King of Linglong Sect dare not set foot in the area illuminated by the Fusang Spiritual Tree.

The whole world regards me, Qi Ling, as flesh and blood, delicate as a fox, and Fusang as a tiger.

Even if the fox wanted to eat the rabbit, it would not dare to set foot because there was a tiger beside it.

As for those below the Golden Elixir level, they are like ants. No matter if they are foxes, tigers, or other wolves, they will not care about ants. "

Li Yuan put away his killing intent, and then looked at him, and softened his tone, "You are now in the late stage of Qi Refining, have you chosen a meditation ginseng?"

"Master, this is exactly why I came here. I would like to ask for your guidance." Wang Chaoqiu asked respectfully.

"You are cultivating the Great Dao of Wei Earth, which is dry and burning, the storehouse of wood energy, and the continuation of Ding Fire. Although it is not prominent now, it was also prominent in ancient times.

If you seek the great way to the heavens, then you will look at the sky and see the dark, and call it a god, and you will definitely be the divine bird Shangyang. "

“The sacred bird Shangyang?” Wang Chaoqiu was slightly stunned. “I don’t see any image of the sacred bird Shangyang in the records.”

"I think you have been cultivating with me all the way, so naturally the sect will not lack you for support. Although your cultivation progress has been very fast, you have also lost some experience.

There are no less than 100,000 volumes of books in the library inside the gate. Please look carefully for them."

……

Qiling Gate, inside the library.

Rows and rows of books were piled up in the building, requiring nine floors to barely hold them all.

In front of the ancient book catalog, Wang Zhaoxin's eyes wandered over the complicated book catalog. There were not so many of these ancient books originally.

However, a few decades ago, the rosy clouds fell from the sky, and the Nanjue Hundred Paths were almost in decline. Many independent cultivators came to join the sect, and they would bring some ancient books with them. In addition, the Qiling Sect attached great importance to books and classics, and even sent special disciples to collect a large number of ancient books.

For example, the Baihua Sect, whose orthodoxy has been destroyed, its secret method of dual cultivation is quite popular among male disciples.

In addition, former neighbors, such as Qinghua Temple, Qingsong Temple, and Qingyang Temple, have all been destroyed. In addition, many members of large families such as the Guo family in Zhongtian City have come to seek refuge.

Today, the Qi Ling Sect’s collection of ancient scriptures already number over a hundred thousand volumes, and it is no exaggeration to call it a vast ocean.

Some time ago, she went to the Taiji Hall to listen to the teachings of Elder Zuo, the sect's sutra-transmitting elder. She heard that if one could comprehend the ancient origin of the Tao, even if one had not yet reached the realm of visualizing the Tao in the late stage of Qi Refining, it would still have a significant effect on one's cultivation.

That's why Wang Zhaoxin was willing to spend some contribution points to enter the library to check the ancient scrolls.

Although there was a great master of the Wei Tu sect among our ancestors, it has long since fallen into decline. The sect has seen a great flourishing of various sects, and the declining sect of the Wei Tu sect has ceased to exist even in our sect.

She could only search among these ancient books, but seeing so many ancient books in front of her, Wang Chaoxin was dazed and didn't know how to find it for a while.

Suddenly she remembered that according to the clan history records, the eighteenth generation leader of the clan was good at compiling ancient books and ancient mystical talks.

Wang Zhaoxin hurried to the books containing the works of this person and began to search through them one by one.

After searching for most of the day, she found nothing, but she did learn about many strange stories in the world that she had never seen before.

The sun was setting in the west, and the dusk shone into the library. Disciples came in and out from time to time. Wang Chaoxin was engrossed in reading ancient books.

The identity token on her waist suddenly lit up with a mysterious light, which frightened her so much that she trembled and dropped the ancient book.

"It turns out that the time has come. This half day has passed so quickly." Wang Zhaoxin muttered in her heart. She spent ten contribution points to enter the first level and watched it for five hours.

Although she didn't find what she wanted, she gained a lot and felt quite satisfied.

Wang Zhaoxin picked up the ancient book that fell on the ground. Even though it was protected from dust, after all, these ancient books had been stored for hundreds of years and were very dusty and old.

She gently brushed off the light layer of dust on it, picked up a page at random, and was about to put it on the bookshelf.

But when she glanced at it inadvertently, her whole body trembled.

On the yellowed page was a picture of a one-legged green-feathered divine bird, with heavy rain above it and dry, cracked ground beneath it. Next to the picture was a note:

"In ancient times, the land of Wei was originally a sacred bird, the Shang sheep."

(End of this chapter)