The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 48 Back to the Mountain
In the eastern part of the Guangyuan Mountains, in a snowy mountain, the wind is cold and the sky and the earth are all white.

A gust of breeze blew the snow, and Li Yuan fell down in the snow in a mess, with a mouthful of snow in his mouth. He felt dizzy and his limbs were weak, as if all his blood and energy had been drained.

He took out two healing pills with difficulty. He had no money to buy the best healing pills, so he only bought some lower-grade pills. Although they were not of much use, these pills contained some herbs that replenished qi and blood, which could be of some use.

I raised my head and looked around. All I could see was white snow. The sky was so gloomy that I couldn't tell the direction. The snow fell like goose feathers, layer upon layer. After just a short while in one place, I was covered in snow.

However, Li Yuan was relieved, as long as it was not in the Wanzhang Valley.

Baili Zhenyi was incarnated based on Baili Yu's body, so it was obvious that he couldn't last too long. As long as he ran far away, Baili Yu, who was not in a very good condition, would not risk chasing him.

As for the demon general Yuanjia, even if he escaped, as long as I was not unlucky enough to be trapped in the Ten Thousand Mountains far away from the human heartland, I think he would not dare to chase me.

However, nothing is absolute, and we still have to return to the mountain gate as soon as possible to feel safe.

This is also the difference between a casual cultivator and a mountain sect disciple. Even if a casual cultivator obtains some treasure, he will still be worried all day long and will never be at ease for a single moment.

Thinking of this, Li Yuan hurriedly took out the precious scroll from his arms and threw it far away without thinking. It was then blown away by the mountain wind.

He had already used up 70 to 80 percent of his energy in this Sanyun Shangxun Treasure Scroll. Although he could still use it once, it would most likely not end well.

Because if it weren't for this precious talisman to ward off evil and eliminate the disaster, he would have died long ago, let alone the things in the secret room.

However, the good fortune of six and two, after following Xun, means that the luck will run out and the fate will change. This precious scroll carries Li Yuan's fate, and if it is used again, disaster will come immediately.

So he threw it out without hesitation. Let the next person holding the talisman to eliminate the disaster with his luck. If an ignorant cultivator used it, he would probably not end up well.

After all, Li Yuan's fate is much more ferocious than that of ordinary cultivators. He practices the spiritual art of the Lower Yuan against the will of heaven and violates the order of spiritual roots between heaven and earth. His fate is loathed by heaven and earth, so naturally he will suffer constant disasters.

Seeing that the precious scroll was blown away without a trace, Li Yuan felt relieved and only prayed that he would never see the precious scroll again.

Li Yuan recovered some of his magic power and blood, then he barely stood up and looked for a cave.

A grizzly bear was sleeping soundly in the cave. It seemed to sense a strange smell approaching and woke up immediately. It looked at the person who came with a ferocious face, then pounced on him with its claws shining coldly. It was obviously a monster.

Li Yuan's mind moved, and a cold needle flashed, piercing through the bear's forehead, freezing it into an ice sculpture in mid-air.

Even though he was short of energy and blood and in a very bad condition, he was still in the late stage of Qi Refining. He could easily deal with ten more such early stage monsters.

In such a vicious world, anyone who wants to take advantage of a high-level monk's misfortune will only seek his own death.

Li Yuan still remembers that Baili Zhenyi subdued him without any resistance just by hooking his fingers, and took his life with just a breath.

Fortunately, I have two lives.

If he was afraid of true cultivation before, now after experiencing life and death, Li Yuan has placed awe of true cultivation deep in his heart.

His soul was clear and as for the inner demon, it disappeared without him knowing when.

Li Yuan is not a genius with extraordinary comprehension. He cannot see the scenery and comprehend the truth, and then instantly gain enlightenment, enter some mysterious realm and cut off the demons in his heart.

He could only rely on himself to overcome his inner demons by experiencing the great fear between life and death.

If it is completed, the road will be open.

If it fails, you will die.

Li Yuan released his real body puppet Xia Mu and said, "Watch the cave entrance and don't let anything in."

Natsume said "yes" with a dull look and then stood guard at the entrance of the cave.

Li Yuan began to recover from his injuries. He was too poor to buy a set of ordinary protective array plates, so he could only make do with this.

Inside the mountain gate, he didn't even dare to use the puppets he had refined in the Ten Thousand Woods Realm, for fear of being discovered by someone with ulterior motives.

He did not suffer any serious fatal injuries this time, but the work of stimulating the dead puppet consumed a lot of his energy and blood. In addition, when he passed through the Wanzang Valley, he was hit by the powerful restriction, which seemed to have scraped off a layer of blood and bones.

If he stayed any longer, he would probably be drained of his blood and die.

You can hear a pin drop so quietly inside the cave, but outside the cave the wind and snow are howling.

Li Yuan stayed in the cave for more than two months before he recovered 50% to 60%. The loss of Qi and blood could not be made up in a short period of time.

He started his journey back home. As for checking the spoils, Li Yuan held back for the time being.

It has been taken into the World of Ten Thousand Trees, and will belong to you sooner or later. If you are surprised now, then a flaw might appear on your face and be discovered by others.

Fortunately, it doesn’t snow every day in this snowy mountain. Li Yuan groped in the vast snowy mountain for half a month before he finally got out.

Thanks to a monk I met on the way, I finally found the right direction with his guidance.

This was actually the southwestern part of the Tianxia Mountains, which was also the area of ​​the Xueyin Valley. Fortunately, the people he met were not disciples of the Xiaoxia Mountain, otherwise he might have been captured.

Because in the previous battle between Xueyin Valley and Xiaoxia Mountain, Qi Lingmen’s puppets were used, which harmed more than a dozen disciples of Xiaoxia Mountain.

Li Yuan didn't dare to stay here for long. He drove the Baibi Wulan all the way. He hid and sneaked through populated areas, and drove at full speed through deserted areas.

Even though he knew the general direction, he still took the wrong path and flew for seven or eight days before he saw the Chouyun Mountain.

Seeing the peak of Chouyun Mountain, Li Yuanyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When passing by this mountain, he did not stop, but just glanced at the top of the mountain, where there was a predecessor who died seeking the truth.

The mountain protection formation was still open. He knew that there must be some treasure or secret at the bottom of the mountain. However, since the mountain gate attached so much importance to it, it would probably have nothing to do with him.

Li Yuan flew all the way to the mountain gate, but found that there were many wandering cultivators in the mountains near Qi Ling Mountain.

He frowned, descended from the clouds, looked at the mountain protection formation that had been activated in the distance, and silently suppressed his cultivation. He found a young casual cultivator who looked quite kind, and said with a smile: "My fellow Taoist, I am a disciple of Qiling Sect, and I just returned from traveling. I wonder if there was any major incident at the mountain gate?"

When the young cultivator heard that he was a disciple of Qi Ling Sect, he took a few steps back and replied somewhat awkwardly, "So you are a disciple of Qi Ling Sect, you are too polite, fellow Daoist.

I'm not quite sure why this happened. The Qi Ling Sect suddenly announced the closure of the mountain a few days ago, and even the Bai Kui Hall in Wenshanfang City was evacuated. The other three sects were quite dissatisfied with this.

Qi Ling Sect disciples have always been rich, so naturally they look down on these insignificant spiritual objects outside the mountain gate. We casual cultivators take the opportunity to find some spiritual objects to survive." "Oh? I heard that casual cultivators can also be accepted as outer disciples of Qi Ling Sect?" Li Yuan asked in confusion, "Why don't you try it?"

"Oh, forget it!" The young man sighed. "As soon as the news of Qi Ling Sect came out, almost all the independent cultivators in Guangyuan Mountain Range came. But Qi Ling Sect has limited mountain gates, so it only recruited 800 independent cultivators, and gave priority to those in the middle and late stages of Qi Refining. As for those in the early stages of Qi Refining, most of them need to learn some skills.

But even so, the school was fully recruited in just three or two days, and there were at least a thousand independent practitioners left outside the sect. Finally, there was no other way, and the elders of the Qi Ling Sect announced that they could only recruit a hundred more powerful outer disciples.

My cave is far away, and it was too late for me to rush here after hearing the news. I had no choice but to look for some spiritual objects outside the mountain."

After hearing this, Li Yuan suddenly realized that the gap between sect disciples and independent cultivators is really not a little bit. Even if a sect reveals a little bit of something, it is enough to feed a group of independent cultivators.

"My fellow Taoist, go south for about ten miles and you will see a ginkgo tree. Walk a hundred steps into the small valley behind the tree. There seems to be a magical herb there. I hope no one has discovered it yet."

Li Yuan said this with a smile, then turned and flew towards the mountain gate.

When the man heard his words, his face lit up with joy and he quickly ran towards the place Li Yuan mentioned.

The spiritual objects and herbs outside the mountain gate are only more than ten years old. Occasionally, some spiritual herbs that are several decades old will be picked by the disciples who go out.

However, young spiritual herbs are not worth much spiritual stones at all, and it is not cost-effective to search for them all over the mountains and fields.

Li Yuan arrived at the mountain gate, and as expected, the formation was activated, and even the mountain gate was closed, and the door was closed to visitors.

Fortunately, he is an elder, and I think he should be able to open a small door for me.

Li Yuan sent out a sound transmission talisman, and soon he saw ripples on the light curtain of the formation, and a figure emerged, it was Elder Wang Yi.

He was somewhat surprised and said, "Brother Wang, the matters of guarding the mountain and the gate can be left to the disciples. Why do you need to come here in person?"

After seeing the man's face clearly, Elder Wang Yi smiled and said, "It turns out to be Junior Brother Li Yuan. Why did you come back just now? The three-month mountain closure period set by the ancestor has passed. According to the rules, the mountain gate cannot be opened again.

But since it is Junior Brother Li, and he is only a few days late, I will open a formation gate for him."

Li Yuan was shocked when he heard this. He thought that the people inside were too cautious. It seemed that the unknown danger might be quite great.

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

Wang Yi held a magic mirror in his hand, first shining it on him through the formation, then took out a pale golden magic talisman, handed it to the outside of the formation and said, "Junior Brother Li, stick this talisman on your forehead, and I will open the formation for you.

This is the rule set by our ancestor himself, do you understand, Junior Brother Li?"

"I will naturally obey the ancestor's edict." Li Yuan took the light golden talisman and stuck it on his forehead. Wang Yi looked at it with the bronze mirror again, then smiled and activated the restriction, opening a door of light.

"Junior Brother Li, please come in quickly." Wang Yi waved to him, "Don't take off the magic talisman."

Li Yuan had no choice but to do as he was told, stepping into the formation and entering the mountain gate.

The moment he stepped in, he felt a force at the top of his head probing his entire body, but it disappeared in a flash.

"Thank you for your help, Senior Brother Wang." Li Yuan bowed with a smile.

"Alas, these are troubled times and we have to be so cautious. Junior brother, please take down the talisman." Wang Yi relaxed a lot when he saw that there was nothing wrong with him, and said a little tiredly.

Li Yuan returned the talisman, said goodbye, and walked towards his own cave.

On the road, you can see many disciples walking back and forth. There are groups of disciples in every place, which makes it look more lively. Disciples are laughing and talking in the pavilions and towers, and there are clouds and mists, and cranes are singing. It is quite like an immortal atmosphere.

But he sensed that the spiritual energy in the mountain gate was a little weaker. Although it was very subtle, Li Yuan was quite sensitive to spiritual energy and could still detect it.

He saw that to the west of Lingfeng, there was another peak with a monument named Xuanfeng. It was obvious that the sect planned to keep this peak for a long time. Not only had they planned out functional areas such as disciples' caves, the Transmission Pavilion and the General Affairs Hall, they also distributed uniform clothes to them.

Li Yuan calculated silently in his mind, "With so many independent cultivators becoming outer disciples, I'm afraid there are already at least 1,500 disciples in the mountain.

In the next twenty years, we will recruit about thirty or forty new disciples every two years. I am afraid that it won’t be long before there are two thousand people! "

You have to know that the Qi Ling Sect is only a medium-sized sect, and cannot compare with the big mountain sects like Xue Yin Valley and Xiao Xia Mountain. According to the high-quality planning of the land resources, it is best to have a population within 600 to 1,000.

But decades ago, there were less than two hundred disciples in the Qi Ling Sect.

Li Yuan shook his head. It was obvious that his cultivation was not high enough and he didn't know the inside story of many things.

He returned to his own courtyard and saw many envelopes piled up in front of the door. He opened them all and read them. Most of them were letters from Elder Xuanfeng, expressing his wish to get acquainted with him.

Li Yuan was too lazy to reply to the letter. He just burned it all, closed the formation, lay down on the bench and had a deep sleep to completely relax.

When I woke up, three days had passed, and my spirit was refreshed.

After overcoming his inner demons and regaining a new spirit, his magic power and divine consciousness increased.

As for Wang Song’s death, it is impossible for a deacon disciple to find out anything when the mountain is closed now.

Moreover, his death actually had nothing to do with him. Perhaps it was because Wang Song used the forbidden blood exchange technique, which could replace tendons, bones and blood vessels, but was listed as a forbidden technique because it was too cruel and harmful to the heavens.

Moreover, this kind of bloody and forbidden technique, once practiced, will often bring disaster.

It was obvious that Wang Song had somehow found the real descendant of the Baili clan and used a forbidden technique to replace blood. It just so happened that Baili Yu seemed to be proficient in the art of blood divination and he accidentally followed him to the secret place.

It seems that even the son of destiny cannot be protected by fate every time. Everyone can die. No matter how strong the destiny is or how great the opportunity is, if greed takes over and one becomes arrogant, one may fall.

Fate cannot defeat supernatural powers.

No matter how against the will of heaven one has, one can do nothing about the realm of suppression.

Li Yuan will keep this trip to Wanzhang Valley in mind and remind himself at all times.

"Boom~"

The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and wind arose, and heavy rain poured down.

Li Yuan closed the attic window and sat in the quiet room, his mind sinking into the world of ten thousand trees. The place where the puppets were once stored was now empty.

(End of this chapter)