The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 189 Tianxuan Appears
After calming down, Li Yuan once again deduced the upcoming feud battle.

Qi Ling must not lose this battle, or at least not be defeated. As for whether he can win, that depends on the current situation.

Li Yuan was in the New Territory and could not show up, so he could not guarantee anything else. But he could rely on his high position to maintain the situation for Qi Ling Sect.

His mind was immersed in the magical power, and the light of Qin Chunyu once again reached its peak brightness. The list of disciples of the sect appeared in Li Yuan's mind through the files preserved by Chen Guan.

Densely packed names stood quietly above his soul. Li Yuan looked at them one by one, passing through each name, and finally stopped at the name of Yuanzhen Li.

The long-forgotten memories were unsealed. If he remembered correctly, there was a three-generation bloodline in his original family.

Now that the Yuanzhen Li clan has merged with the Li mortals in Yuncheng, my generation must have also moved to Yuanzhou and settled in the Yuanzhen Li clan.

He once again glanced at Li's disciples one by one, and suddenly stopped when he saw a name, and chuckled, "What a good fate, there really is such a lineage, who inherited my legacy and practiced the "Xia Yuan Jue".

It's you!"

Li Yuan's mind moved, and the spring rain and light appeared, touching Li Hanxing's thoughts.

Ever since he took control of the Sima Ming Heavenly Stone, Li Yuan has had a special feeling for all the Qi Ling Sect disciples, but the strength of the feeling varies.

For example, the sensitivity of a water-virtue cultivator will naturally be stronger than that of a fire-virtue cultivator.

Even though they were separated by the ancient and new worlds, with the help of the Heavenly Stone of Destiny, he could still change some people's thoughts silently.

Among the true cultivators in the sect, only Li Hanxing and Wang Lingyun are water-virtue cultivators. But Wang Lingyun still has some Buddha's son left in his soul, so he still needs to be cautious of his golden elixir skills.

Moreover, compared to Renshui, Li Hanxing of Xiuzhenshui is more in line with his magical powers.

……

On the Qiyuan Lake, dense mist spreads on the lake surface, and lotus flowers sway gracefully. There is a pavilion near the mountain beside the lake. The green mountains are thoughtful, and the white cranes are forgetful.

Zuo Qiu Yu, who was teaching his disciple, suddenly raised his eyebrows. After teaching the disciple, he waved his sleeves, and the water in the inner lake flowed backwards, while the water in the outer lake flowed downstream, forming a water mill within a radius of a thousand feet, separating the inside and the outside.

The disciples who were waiting saw this scene and understood that the Dharma Master had temporarily closed the door to visitors.

By the lake, a worried disciple saw this scene and couldn't help but ask the disciple next to him, "Brother, why did the Dharma Elder suddenly close the lake to visitors?"

The disciple who was asked laughed and said, "Brother, is there something urgent? Elder is a true practitioner. It is up to him to decide when to pass on the Dharma and when not to pass it on. We, as disciples, are already blessed to receive his kindness."

The disciple was stunned when he heard this, as if he was finally convinced. He stared at the mist in the center of the lake, then turned around and left.

The disciple being questioned shook his head and said, "What a weird guy."

The disciple at the side laughed and said, "Lu Zichen? I heard that he was picked up from the dead by the disciples. He is a miserable man. Please be considerate of him."

……

In the center of the lake, white cranes chirped and landed at Zuo Qiuyu's feet. Their slender necks sank into the water in search of food. He ignored these creatures and only smiled softly, "Junior Brother Li, how did you find time to come here?"

The blue night-blooming cereus bloomed, and Li Hanxing appeared on the lake. He bowed and said, "I am sorry to bother you, Senior Brother. I am tied to the family and have a lot of troubles. I came here today to ask you to show me a way out."

"So that's how it is. This is what I should do. Why should I let my junior brother make a special trip?" Zuo Qiuyu looked at him with a smile.

"Haha, to be honest, Senior Brother, there is something different about my junior. He is practicing the Lower Yuan Jue and has already visualized Dao Shen.

Senior brother also knows that if we seek the ancient method of Yuanshui like "Xia Yuan Jue" now, how can it be successful? This disciple is also a ancestor and descendant that the head of the sect values ​​very much, so I would like to ask senior brother for some pointers on how to change it? "Li Hanxing told the truth without hiding anything.

Zuo Qiuyu frowned slightly when he heard this, "Once the Dao is established, it cannot be changed. Moreover, I have also read the "Xia Yuan Jue" in the sect, which can only cultivate the virtue of Yuanshui. Now I am afraid it is too late.

Didn't our ancestors also cultivate the way of Yuanshui? Wasn't it the Yuanshui who saved the inheritance from danger hundreds of years ago?
It’s not necessarily a dead end.”

“This…” Li Hanxing sighed, “When our ancestor Li Yuan took charge, he actually used the long-standing Yuanshui spiritual object in the sect, and combined it with the Qifeng Wang family’s Heavenly Language to make it happen.

I, the younger generation, do not have such good fortune. There are many disciples who practiced the "Xia Yuan Jue" throughout the generations. There are at least eight or nine hundred, if not thousands. But it was only the ancestor Li Yuan who achieved it!"

"Forget it, let me take a look first." Zuo Qiuyu had to speak up after hearing that it was the master's instruction.

"Yes! Thank you, Senior Brother!" Li Hanxing's face lit up and he said loudly, "Zhongquan, come in."

The mist dispersed, and a simple-looking man walked over quickly, saying respectfully, "Greetings to the Dharma-transmitting elder, greetings to my great uncle!"

Li Hanxing smiled and said, "My Yuanzhen Li family has established a genealogy, named:
Loyalty and filial piety are passed down from generation to generation, and benevolence and righteousness continue to prosper from generation to generation.

Propriety and wisdom inherit the virtues of the ancestors, while trustworthiness and honesty set the tone for future generations.

Diligence and thrift will bring prosperity to your business, while humility will uphold the moral principles.

The civil and military talents are glorious, and the family is blessed with great fortune.

This boy is the founder of the Zhong family, so he is highly regarded."

Zuo Qiuyu raised his cloudy eyes and said slowly, "Stretch out your hand."

"Yes! Elder." Li Zhongquan quickly raised his hand and waited respectfully.

Zuo Qiu Yu stretched out his hand and placed it on his arm, and the energy of the two yin and yang flowed into his body, sensing his meridians, magic power and soul.

Just with this thought, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and Li Hanxing, who was standing beside him, also felt a stir in his heart.

After a long while, Zuo Qiuyu withdrew his hand, looked him up and down again, and asked, "Where did the Dao Cang that you visualize come from?"

Li Zhongquan, who was confused, replied respectfully, "I read it from the ancient books in the sect. It is the "Records of Ancient Things" compiled and edited by the 18th generation head. Now most of the disciples in the sect borrow it to read and make rubbings."

Zuo Qiuyu's eyes lit up, and his expression was very complicated. He asked again, "What is the name of the object of visualization recorded in the book?"

Li Zhongquan felt a little nervous and couldn't help but turn his head slightly to look at Li Hanxing beside him.

"The elder is asking you a question. Just answer whatever you want to say and report truthfully." Li Hanxing glared at him.

He hurriedly responded, "It's recorded in the annals that it's called Weak Water.

He said: There is water to the north of Kunlun, its strength is not enough to overcome mustard, so it is called Weak Water. Penglai is inaccessible, and the Weak Water is 30,000 miles long.

Disciples, contemplate its shape, its quality, and its nature. Although it is extremely weak, nothing in the world is softer than water, yet when it attacks something strong, nothing can overcome it, because nothing can replace it. "

As soon as these words were spoken, Zuo Qiu Yu, who was standing beside him, closed his eyes tightly. There was silence all around except for the sound of fish swimming in the water beside the lotus.

He slowly opened his eyes, his voice less emotional, and said calmly, "Will you be my disciple?"

When these words came out, not only Li Zhongquan was stunned, but even Li Hanxing beside him was surprised, then he said happily: "What are you stunned about? Why don't you hurry up and pay homage to your master?"

Li Zhongquan bowed his head and performed three kowtows and nine prostrations. He said excitedly, "Disciple Li Zhongquan pays respects to Master! Master, I will always remember your kindness and serve you for the rest of my life!"

Zuo Qiuyu smiled and nodded, "Since you are my disciple, I will teach you wholeheartedly. Just continue to contemplate your Dao, and the three thousand weak waters will be your magical powers.

When heaven and earth come into contact, people are moved by the spirit, and the weak water returns to their hearts and turns into real water.

The way you are cultivating is the true water. I will teach you a method called "The Great Mysterious Heart Jingling Sutra". Recite it every day and you will achieve enlightenment in three years."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and a mysterious light fell into Li Zhongquan's mind.

"Go ahead and meditate on this. In the future, you can be called my Zuoqiu Yu's disciple."

After that, he turned to Li Hanxing and said, "Brother, I need to meditate on the Dao in peace, and I will not teach you any more in the next few years. Please explain this to the headmaster."

Li Hanxing naturally would not refuse, and nodded immediately and said: "Then I will congratulate you first, and I will not disturb you from your enlightenment."

After saying that, he turned around and left with Li Zhongquan.

When no one was around, Zuo Qiuyu raised his head slightly, looked expressionlessly at the green and white snake statue standing in front of him, and said, "So it's you.

You have used other people's mouths to awaken my Supreme Spirit and involve me. Even if I have done you a favor, it will only be this time.

The way of Tai Chi is formless and invisible. Even if you walk in the world, you shouldn’t be like this.”

In the Xuanyuan Realm, Li Yuan could naturally hear clearly the words spoken in front of the blue and white Taoist elephant.

There was no ripple in his heart. The Tao of Tai Chi is actually the two yin and yang, from which all things are derived.

When all things come into being, Tai Chi is formed.

Tai Chi is everything, and everything is Tai Chi.

In ancient times, Tai Chi Zhenjun was the one closest to Tao. He probably saw through the true meaning of Tao and allowed the Sun and the Moon to seize his power and become the master of the Heavenly Palace.

The strength of the Sun and the Moon is a manifestation of Tai Chi, isn't it?
Everyone thinks Tai Chi is declining and dying, but in fact it is everywhere.

The True Lord of Tai Chi transcends the situation of Taoist disputes in which one side gains while the other loses. It even transcends the game among the True Lords and touches upon the great powers that may exist in the legend.

There is no good or evil, only the Tao. So Li Yuan naturally did not worry about the consequences of offending Tai Chi. Because in his eyes, he was just a speck of dust passing by, his heart was not disturbed, and his mind was not divided into causes.

But Li Yuan was just a minor cultivator who was still seeking the truth, and he could only rely on planning to ascend to the throne.

The other party was enlightened by his interpretation of Tai Chi in his previous life, which led to a wisp of Tai Chi status falling into Zuo Qiu Yu's body. Due to the connection of cause and effect, the other party accepted him as a disciple, and thus they became involved.

Tai Chi naturally wouldn't care about these things, but Zuo Qiu Yu, as the manifestation of Tai Chi, couldn't help but care.

As long as Zuo Qiuyu is the one who walks Tai Chi, the Qi Ling Sect will never be destroyed.

Li Yuan had no idea how long this would last. As long as he grew enough to protect the sect's lineage within this time, even if Tai Chi returned to the Tao and Qi Ling had no one to protect him, he would still be Qi Ling's protector.

Li Yuan smiled lightly, no matter it was the Five Elements, the distinguished Shaoyang and Shaoyin, or the noble Tai Chi, they all gathered beside Yuanshui. This was the mystery of Yuanshui. Yuanshui gathered in Qi Ling because it had the ability to pull the big trend, and Yuanshui became a big trend because of their paths.

The various paths are separated and combined with each other, and are entangled in thousands of ways. It is extremely mysterious and wonderful beyond words.

If the general trend has not yet been formed, the strength of one person, one generation, one clan, and one family will be needed to fill it. It all depends on each and every one of them.

When the trend is established, it will no longer be stopped by the power of one person, one generation, one clan or one sect.

At this moment, Li Yuan could even feel the status of the primordial spirit cheering and rejoicing, and the authority of primordial water gradually and completely merged into his body.

Perhaps at this moment, the weak will of Yuanshui Zhenjun, who has not yet completely fallen, is still dormant, or perhaps he is hiding in some corner, watching indifferently as his status is gradually being eroded by an ant.

Li Yuan stood up from the dark palace. Thousands of candles lit up, illuminating the fairy palace. The beams were painted and decorated with gold and silver. The nine-day gates of the palace were opened, and thousands of puppets in silk robes bowed to the crown.

In the Xuanyuan world, auspicious clouds stretch endlessly to the sky, the magnificent fairy palace rises in the sky, and countless creatures look up at the fairy palace appearing above the clouds in the sky.

Under the earth, the Earth Mother stood up from the altar in surprise, then bowed to the ground and said respectfully: "Welcome to the God!"

On the top of the mountain, the Heavenly Venerable descended from his seat, prostrated himself respectfully, and said in a loud voice, "Welcome to the Divine Venerable!"

The fairy palace is filled with clouds and mist, and there are nine thousand golden palaces with brilliant colors. The palace walls are majestic and towering.

Countless golden-armored puppets bowed down and worshiped. The twelve fog spirits stopped working and stood up, and tens of thousands of puppets bowed their heads.

Li Yuan's eyes swept across every inch of land and countless creatures in the Xuanyuan world. He chuckled and whispered, "Since I am in charge of this world, I will not let you down. The new and ancient world will be known to the world one day."

He was about to raise his hand when he suddenly thought of something. He turned his hand and pointed in the distance. The nameless shrine in the fairy palace finally had a name, with the words "Qi Lingtian Shrine" written on it.

On the tablets placed in the ancestral hall, four words appeared on the first row of the central tablet:
"Spirit of Li Yuan"

Between his eyebrows, a ray of divine authority flew into this spiritual position.

Li Yuan smiled calmly and said, "Once this journey begins, it will be a matter of life or death.

If I were alive, I would take over this world and be prominent among heaven and earth.

If I die, I will complete this world and leave it for future generations."

After saying that, Li Yuan laughed loudly, and thunder roared in the nine heavens of the Xuanyuan world, and rain fell on the earth. The power of Yuanshui accumulated to the extreme and finally manifested itself in heaven and earth.

He wore a plain robe, with long hair draped over his shoulders. He pointed across the sky and earth and chanted, "The dark waters are huge, and the sky is full of stars. The light of the Big Dipper is fierce and ominous in all directions.

"

As he finished speaking, a dark evil light suddenly appeared in the sky above the Qi Ling Sect in the ancient world, spreading fiercely in all directions, causing all the Qi Ling disciples to tremble with fear.

Inside the gate of Qi Ling Mountain, in the secret room, a bloody red light was lit up, rushing straight into the sky. The second star of the Big Dipper, Tianxuan, appeared, also known as Ju Men, which is a yin star that represents disaster and killing. When Tianxuan appears in the world, disaster will occur!
Bai Ziyao, who had been in seclusion for a long time, rose into the sky, revealing the position of the star Tianxuan. All around was blood red, murderous intent was revealed, the stars shifted, and supernatural powers returned to him.

In the wind and snow, Bai Suwen was not frightened by the sight of this ferocious monster but laughed instead, and played the zither together. A passionate and ferocious murderous sound arose, like the sound of fighting.

Bai Ziyao took over the magical power, opened her red eyes, and combined the magical power [Kill Thousand Evils], making the murderous aura around her as dark as ink and extremely terrifying.

She knelt down towards the sky and said, "Grandmaster, I am guilty of cultivating this evil star and bringing disaster to the sect!"

The wind and snow became more intense, and the killing sounds suddenly stopped. Bai Suwen smiled faintly and said, "The disaster is not caused by the stars, but when the killing calamity begins, the stars should be visible.

Where does the star of disaster come from? Only the starlight illuminates the sky, killing to stop killing.

"

At the borders of the Four-sided Dark Moon Qi Realm, huge immortal boats flew out from the clouds, all of them painted with black and yellow flags, embroidered with earth and clouds. Golden sounds were heard in all directions, leading to the exquisite sound.

Dozens of true cultivators stepped into the void, standing against the wind and snow. Their magical aura stretched for thousands of miles, surrounding the Qi Ling territory.

(End of this chapter)