The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 63 Fate
In the three states, the people learned from the official document that the movement of the city by the immortals was a shock, and they felt relieved.

The people began to return to their homes, the land in the three states would gradually become prosperous, and it would probably take another 30 to 50 years for the people's livelihood in various places to return to the level before the beast tide.

Li Yuan, who was standing in the air, landed in the provincial capital and stood in front of a temple gate on a street. He saw that what was enshrined in the temple was not statues of gods and Buddhas, but a token, "Qi Ling Gate"!
Looking at the ancient token, his heart moved slightly. It seemed that the luck and destiny of mortals could also be used?

As the fortune of the sect gradually increased in the world of ten thousand trees within the body, the land also gradually became wider.

Although there are many spiritual trees in the Ten Thousand Trees Realm, they are not infinite. The spiritual trees that have been cut down will only grow back slowly. Spiritual trees that are hundreds or even thousands of years old will also need more than a hundred years to grow again in this cave.

Therefore, the wider the place he can step into, the more natural spiritual trees there will be.

Thinking of this, Li Yuan chuckled, startling an old beggar beside the ancient well in the temple courtyard and making him shiver.

The old beggar was quite old and had a lot of experience. The young man in front of him was not dressed like an ordinary person and his temperament was different, so he must not offend him.

So the old beggar turned his head away, shrank his body beside the well and didn't look at him.

But unexpectedly, the man walked straight towards him, and his light footsteps stopped beside the old beggar, and the darkening sky suddenly became darker.

The old beggar could only raise his head, holding a broken bowl with a crack in it, which was still filled with water from the well.

"Can I borrow your bowl?"

The clear and melodious voice made people feel good about it. So the old beggar stretched out his dirty hand covered with black dirt and handed over the bowl.

Li Yuan seemed to be blind to the dirt in the bowl and the mud on the old beggar's hands. He just took the broken bowl and covered the well with it, and the water in the bowl did not spill at all.

The old beggar was so surprised that his eyes widened. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, and found that the water in the well had spontaneously floated up and was put into the bowl.

A well that had never dried up for a hundred years dried up in the blink of an eye.

He looked at the young man in front of him with some uneasiness, walked to the center of the temple, looked up at the sky. His pair of pink almond-shaped eyes were so beautiful that people couldn't help but want to look at them.

The old beggar was a little fascinated, his eyes full of peach color. He only saw the man in blue robe holding the bowl, raising it half a foot high, and his clear voice echoing in the silent temple courtyard.

“Water rises and clouds appear, peach blossoms begin to bloom.

"On apricot rainy nights, the whole city is filled with spring."

As soon as he finished speaking, the water in the bowl rose and then disappeared, clouds suddenly formed in the sky, night fell, and warm rain drenched the city, making people feel depressed everywhere.

Li Yuan walked up to the stunned old beggar and handed him the bowl with a smile, "Thank you."

After saying that, he turned and left, and his figure disappeared in the fine rain in just three or five breaths.

The old beggar came back to his senses at this moment, his hand slipped, and the bowl fell to the ground. There was no breaking sound as imagined, but only a "clang" sound.

He picked up the bowl and held it up to his eyes. He saw that the broken bowl had turned into a shining silver bowl!
In the city that night, the rain fell like wine, as if intoxicating the heaven, earth and people. As the wine grew stronger, spring thoughts surged, and the mandarin duck embroidered quilt turned over red waves.

Li Yuan, who had already left, couldn't help but smile. There would probably be many children next year.

The primordial water is generated, in the sky it is spring rain, sweet rain, moving clouds. On the ground it is spring growth, reproduction, and healing.

This was the first time he used this method, and it was quite effective in boosting the population.

By the time he returned to the mountain, several days had passed.

Fufeng's disciple recruitment is in full swing, and many disciples want to join Fufeng. After all, they can practice Fufa and Fushu while doing chores, and in the long run they can also develop a skill to make money, which is a great deal.

It's a pity that Fufeng's disciples have to go through an assessment before they can be recruited. Those with strong spiritual power will be given priority. Also, those with high talent for making talismans and those who already have some skills in making talismans will be given priority.

After half a month of selection, they finally recruited more than 140 disciples, and began to move the caves and build a new peak.

Several peak masters also came to see Li Yuan again, handed in the list of disciples, and brought the new peak master of Fufeng.

The head of this Fufeng Peak was an elder who had made a breakthrough during the beast tide. He was famous for his talisman skills and his name was Bai Chen. He seemed to have inherited the talisman cultivation tradition and could make medium-quality talismans. As for the high-quality talismans, although the success rate was extremely low, there were also successful precedents.

"Disciple Bai Chen pays homage to the ancestor!"

The man was dressed in white, with a handsome face and quite graceful manner. His cultivation was almost at the middle stage of Bone Condensation, his spiritual power was not weak either, and he seemed to have some unique aura.

Li Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, what kind of skills do you practice? How old are you?"

Bai Chen replied respectfully: "My disciple is practicing the [Si Xing Su Fa], a fragment of which is kept in the sect's Transmission Pavilion. I am now eighty-one years old."

"【Si Xing Su Fa】? So it's this fragment." Li Yuan was a little surprised and asked, "This fragment doesn't contain any method for building a foundation. You need to comprehend it on your own. It's very dangerous."

"Yes, I had already made up my mind when I chose this method." Bai Chen replied.

The Qi Ling Sect does not have any strict requirements for disciples to choose their skills. The elders who teach skills will only analyze the skills that are most suitable for the disciples and then recommend them to the disciples for their own selection.

There are only five kinds of skills in the sect that can be practiced to the level of foundation building. Although there are nearly thirty other skills, either the threshold for practice is very harsh, or the auxiliary items needed for practice are too precious or extinct, or they are incomplete or have some major defects.

But there will always be disciples who choose these fragments. For example, Patriarch Yuhe practiced those fragments and figured out the method of breaking through to true cultivation on his own.

"Since you have made up your mind and have reached the late stage of cultivation, you naturally cannot change your cultivation method easily." Li Yuan nodded and said, "In the future, Fufeng will be handed over to you. You need to be attentive to all matters, ensure fairness, and do not be partial."

"Yes! Disciple will remember the ancestor's teachings!" Bai Chen knelt down and kowtowed, which was considered as certification!

Li Yuan took out two Qi Lings that he had prepared long ago, handed one to him and the other to Chu Ziyi behind him, and said: "This is the Qi Ling, which is the symbol of the master of a peak, and can control many magic prohibitions in the sect. Now I specially give it to you two, which means that I completely trust you and value you two.

I hope you won’t let me down!”

Chu Ziyi took the order and bowed happily, saying: "From now on, I am a disciple of Qi Ling Sect from birth to death! I will be devoted to the sect and never have second thoughts!"

"Well, it's enough that you have this intention." Li Yuan raised his hand to help the two of them up, and then said: "Draw up a list of disciples with higher talisman skills as soon as possible, and I will personally teach them talisman skills next month.

In addition, placing the [Secret Book of Hundred Talismans] in the Transmission Pavilion for disciples to borrow in exchange for spirit stones can also enhance the disciples' foundation.

It’s just that some important spells and secret techniques must be removed to prevent them from being spread out.”

"Yes! Ancestor!"

Several people responded.

"If you have nothing else to do, go and get busy first." Li Yuan added, "Chen Guan, you stay."

Although the three peak masters were surprised, they did not ask any more questions and turned around to leave.

After they left, Li Yuan asked, "Chen Guan, is your Dao Cang almost complete?"

"The ancestor is indeed a man of discerning eyes. I made some unexpected gains not long ago, and my Taoist ginseng has been cultivated to a great extent." Chen Guan answered truthfully.

"In your opinion, how sure are you?"

"My disciple is not an ordinary person, so I can say at least 30% of it."

Hearing this, Li Yuan looked at him with a higher opinion. From his point of view, although Chen Guan's possibility was high, he had a 30% chance of success without taking the Dao Building Pill. If he could take one or two other auxiliary effects, he would have a great chance of becoming a true cultivator.

"Do you need any spiritual objects?" Li Yuan asked, "If there is anything you need, just tell me. You have worked hard for the sect for many years, and you deserve to be valued by the sect."

If there is one more true cultivator in the sect, it would be great. Not only will the ability to deal with various crises be greatly improved, but the benefits in all aspects are immeasurable. He can also cultivate with peace of mind, instead of being busy with sect affairs all day long.

"This..." Chen Guan said in embarrassment: "My disciple is cultivating the way of Xin Jin, which is good at transformation. If you find one of them carelessly, it will turn into the other three kinds of gold and will be useless. It is difficult to find spiritual objects in the world."

"Spiritual objects like Xin Jin are indeed rare, and there are no such spiritual objects in the sect's treasure house." Li Yuan frowned and said, "But you are good at changing your cultivation, so it may be possible to transform and synthesize other spiritual objects for use.

You can practice with peace of mind. If you want to break through, you need to let me know first and I will think of a way for you. Although I can't get the Dao Building Pill, I will at least give you some help."

Chen Guan was touched when he heard this and bowed, "Thank you very much, Old Ancestor, for taking care of me. I am very grateful!"

"Now that I am seated in this position, I must do what this position is supposed to do. Whether it's me or my ancestor Wang Xun."

Li Yuan slowly stood up, stretched out his hand and raised it, and Chen Ming on the osmanthus tree flapped its wings and landed.

"Go ahead. Practice without worry."

He raised his finger slightly, and Shen Ming landed on his shoulder, then turned and walked into the dark grey attic.

Chen Guan watched the ancestor's receding figure and felt a little lonely for some reason.

He stopped thinking about it and respectfully left. …

In the Fufeng Hall, disciples stood on both sides of the newly built jade steps. The jade color of the steps was mixed with a faint cloud of smoke. Looking up from low to high, at the end was a magnificent vermilion lacquered hall. The dark red and deep black colors were mixed together, making the disciples on the steps look like ants.

The two deputy peak masters, wearing long gowns in the color of water pipes, stood at the end of the steps, guarding the peak master Bai Chen on the left and right.

The big-bellied man on the left smiled and said, “Peak Master, having the ancestor come to teach us in person at Fu Peak is a gift that the other three peaks don’t have.

Isn't it a bit too plain to just put on such a show? "

The pale-faced man on the right reminded him, "The sect is short of money right now, so we shouldn't be extravagant. Senior Brother Fan Sheng, don't use your old tricks."

Bai Chen nodded and said, “That’s true.

Nowadays, the earth virtue is declining and the water virtue is rising in the sect. Even the uniforms have been changed, and two deputy peak masters are appointed on each peak to assist, in order to maintain stability and impartiality and absorb all virtues.

We are just starting out at Fufeng, we have no foundation, no connections, our only support is our ancestor. You two must keep this in mind."

"Yes! Peak Master!" they both said in unison.

As soon as the conversation ended, a commotion was heard not far away.

Bai Chen frowned slightly, and with a quick glance, he discovered that an outer disciple was kneeling on the steps, shouting that he wanted to enter Fu Peak.

Fan Sheng, who was standing by with a big belly, showed displeasure on his face and shouted, "Which disciple dares to make a noise here? Deacon Xu, kick him out."

"Yes!"

A deacon in the late Qi Refining stage flashed in front of the young man and grabbed his neck to stop his throat, making him unable to speak.

Then he snorted coldly and threw it out. Judging from the force, the person would fly at least dozens of feet away. Although he wouldn't die from the fall, he would get bruised and battered.

"Whoo~"

A gust of wind suddenly blew, and the boy who was thrown out flew back, and even the silencing spell in his throat was broken.

He shouted loudly, "Disciple Xiao Yunyu, was supposed to enter the inner hall to learn from the ancestor, but was removed from the list for no reason. May I ask the deacon why!"

Deacon Xu was stunned for a moment, then reached out again to grab him.

But a figure suddenly appeared in front of the young man where he was kneeling.

When he saw who was coming, he was so scared that he quickly withdrew his hand, bowed in panic and said, "Welcome, ancestor!"

As soon as these words came out, the disciples on both sides of the steps bowed down one after another, saying in unison, "Welcome, Old Ancestor!"

The three people on the steps also hurried forward, bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, Old Ancestor."

On the long steps of the huge palace, dozens of people dared not breathe. Only the faint clouds floated over the jade steps and the breeze lifted the clothes of the man with almond eyes.

Li Yuan said calmly: "Everyone, get up."

The disciples then dared to stand up one after another, and the deacons and the three peak masters and deputy masters also straightened their backs.

"What are you making such a fuss about?"

Li Yuan's voice showed no emotion, it was as calm as a glass of clear water.

“Brother…I was supposed to be a disciple of Fu Feng under your instruction, but for some reason I was suddenly told last night that I don’t need to come today.

I don't understand why, so I came to ask for your advice!"

The thin young man was trembling slightly. It was the first time for him to have such close contact with the ancestor of the sect.

He didn't dare to look up. He could only see the figure in the light blue robe three feet away by lowering his head. The sleeves embroidered with cloud patterns were swaying slightly.

Li Yuan smiled faintly, "In that case, follow me into the palace."

Xiao Yunyu couldn't believe it and mustered up the courage to look up, only to see that figure already climbed up the stairs.

His heart was beating violently in his chest. He stood up hurriedly and followed the old man's steps up the stairs.

There were long jade steps with light clouds and smoke rising from the sky. Li Yuan walked in front. The disciples on both sides bowed their heads silently and saluted. No one dared to look at him.

Xiao Yunyu followed behind the old ancestor and experienced for the first time the feeling of all the cultivators bowing their heads. His legs trembled every time he climbed a step. It was extremely difficult for him to walk on this jade staircase.

The big-bellied deputy peak master Fan Sheng was terrified. It was he who sent someone to inform the disciple named Xiao last night that his disciple was not selected because of his inferior talent.

But he had clearly sent someone to hint to this kid that it was the work of the "big shot" above. How dare this kid with no background come here and make a fuss?

"Come in, everyone."

When the ancestor's voice came, clouds and mist rose, and strong winds lifted the hearts of the disciples, and they climbed the stairs with great expectations.

Bai Chen just glanced at Fan Sheng coldly, not daring to say a word, for fear of being sensed by the ancestor's magical powers.

In the Fufeng Hall, Li Yuan sat on a seven-foot high platform. Thirty-three cushions were placed in the hall. All the disciples sat down one after another. Long incense was burning in the bronze furnace and scattered in the hall.

Xiao Yunyu stood at the back, because each cushion had a name engraved on it, but his was not one here.

Li Yuan glanced at the thin young man and said, "Come closer and listen."

Xiao Yunyu said excitedly: "Thank you, ancestor!"

He walked to the right side of the seven-foot high platform and stood slightly behind the pale-faced Deputy Peak Master Fang Jia.

Although Li Yuan was surprised that the young man was not affected by his magical powers, he did not say much and said directly: "Today I will teach you the talisman method of calming the mind, concentrating the mind, and writing with the same mantra.

In the later stage, those who support the primordial spirit and enter the heavenly spirit must use the three souls of the spirit to control the heart and respond, take the stage to control the fate, and be able to control the talisman energy...

Disciples in the early and middle stages have not yet obtained their primordial spirits, so they need to respond to the three platforms with their three souls in their physical bodies, and then settle their fetal spirits and calm their qi, in the form of talismans..."

He spoke eloquently, describing the elite talisman techniques in the Taoist talisman collection, and demonstrated them from time to time, allowing all the disciples to follow him and draw the talisman patterns. He spoke for a full five hours before stopping and saying, "Today I have finished my lecture. Every three days I will come and teach you for half a day. I hope you can learn something from it."

After he finished speaking, Li Yuan disappeared.

Everyone bowed and saw him off respectfully.

Bai Chen then raised his voice and said, "You all should return to your cave and experience it for yourself."

Seeing that everyone had left, he said with a gloomy face, "Junior Brother Fan, this disciple surnamed Xiao was squeezed out because of you, right?"

"Peak Master, I..."

Fan Sheng opened his mouth to defend himself but was interrupted by Bai Chen.

"You don't need to explain. The ancestor has magical powers and his mind is boundless. These little actions of yours are tantamount to playing with power in front of the ancestor. Do you know your sins?"

"Yes, Peak Master. I will go and accept the punishment now!"

Fan Sheng was shocked and dared not argue anymore.

On the other side, Li Yuan, who had returned to the courtyard, extended his spiritual consciousness, and the entire Qi Ling Sect's territory of more than a hundred miles appeared in his mind. His spiritual consciousness fell outside the cave of the disciple named Xiao.

Xiao Yunyu was seen talking to himself with his mouth open in a Qi Refining Formation. He did not try to spy on the disciple's soul by force. He just withdrew his thoughts after realizing that he was talking to someone else.

Obviously, Xiao Yunyu was a man with a destiny. But from his appearance, he was definitely not a bold and reckless person, so Fan Sheng must have warned him that anyone who was not ignorant of the ways of the world would never appear in front of Fufeng Hall again, and he even dared to make a scene.

What for?
Li Yuan placed one hand on the stone table, tapping it slowly with his fingers, and muttered in his heart with interest: "Wait a little longer and we will know what this man of destiny is planning."

There is a kind of people in the world who are born different from ordinary people, or have some special abilities, or have extraordinary luck and can get great opportunities. Li Yuan himself seems to be one of these people.

But the uncertainty brought by the destined person is immeasurable, whether good or bad, you may be able to rise to high heaven by getting close to him, or you may be doomed from eternity.

People who are destined by heaven are either strong or weak. Those with strong destiny can defy fate and change their destiny, turn misfortune into good fortune, improve themselves rapidly, and do all kinds of incredible things.

Those with weak fates are like Wang Song in the past, who was sucked into the Wanmi Valley and could never step out again.

(End of this chapter)