The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 81: Buried in the Cold Spring
The energy between heaven and earth gradually calmed down, and the wildfires and flowers turned to ashes.

The mountain gate of Qiling Sect, which had been closed for nearly twenty years, was finally opened again. A group of disciples walked out of the mountain gate and rushed into the Guangyuan Mountains.

The cultivators from other sects were also wandering in the countless ashes, searching for even a little spiritual object.

These strange phenomena appear and disappear with the changes in the status of the golden elixir. Between the rise and fall, there will often be some spiritual objects. Although there will not be any mysterious spiritual objects, there will naturally be a lot of the lowest level yellow spiritual objects.

It is not a precious thing for a true cultivator, but it is a good thing for a Qi-refining cultivator.

At night, Li Yuan in the courtyard finally fell into a sound sleep, listening to the sound of the dripping rain washing away the mountain ash.

After a good night's sleep, I opened the window and saw the mountains and fields full of red spring willows and green willows. The night rain had dyed the sky and water green, and the morning sun lent a rouge color.

Li Yuan looked at the vitality of the mountains and sighed: "They are all filled with lives, and they are just reincarnations over and over again."

The wind chimes outside the door rang, and a clear sound came into the yard.

"Chen Guan has come to pay respect to the ancestor!"

Li Yuan walked forward with a smile and opened the wooden door himself. In front of the door stood a man wearing a black shirt and a jade crown on his head. He had distinct facial features and a black and ink-colored robe. He was bowing and clasping his fists.

He smiled and helped her up, saying, "Since you have become a true cultivator, why should you be so formal? You and I are close in age, how can you still call me ancestor?"

Chen Guanjing said: "When it comes to cultivating immortals and asking for advice, regardless of age, the one who has achieved success comes first."

"In that case, you can call me Senior Brother." Li Yuan said with emotion: "Before you became successful, I was walking on thin ice day and night, and I dared not slack off day and night, fearing that I would fail the trust of the two ancestors. Now that you have become successful, this heavy responsibility will fall on you."

"Brother, you are too kind." Chen Guan said frankly, "Even if I become a true cultivator, you are still the leader of the sect.

I know very well how difficult it is for you, my brother, to stand alone on the mountain, but if the people below could sense the wind direction, I don't know how many people would have different opinions and changes, causing unrest in the sect."

Li Yuan nodded and said, "Then I'll do as you say."

While they were talking, they had already entered the courtyard and sat down. He asked with a smile, "Junior brother, did you achieve [Shang Yi Qian]?"

"Yes, you guessed it right, Senior Brother." Chen Guan replied, "My magical power is to change. I can change when I'm in a high position and move when I'm in a low position. It's not an illusion, but a change of the nature of things.

In a fight, he can even disrupt the situation and even turn defeat into victory. Even if he is outmatched or trapped in a difficult situation, he can retreat calmly and escape from the prison. "

"Yes, it seems that my guess was correct. You really have your eyes on this magical power." Li Yuan smiled and drank a cup of tea, cleared his throat and said, "You should cultivate to the first level as soon as possible, and then I will take you to the secret ancestral temple, choose a few spiritual tools to protect yourself, and see if there are any suitable spiritual objects.

Now that I am here to share the trivial matters, you just need to concentrate on your cultivation. Don't let these trivial matters bother you and delay your cultivation.

What happened to me cannot happen to you again."

Chen Guan was deeply touched and said, “Thank you, Senior Brother, for thinking about this for me.

But I still don’t know why Su Yao wanted to set up a new sect? If he was there, things wouldn’t be so difficult in the sect.”

"Alas, he is not a disciple of Qi Ling, but just used the name to establish a Taoist sect. It is the Taoist sect of Xiaoxia Mountain, which I obtained through a transaction with a high-level true cultivator." Li Yuan waved his hand and said, "I will tell you all these secrets in the future. So that you will not be covered by layers of fog and get deeply trapped in it."

"I feel much more at ease now, Junior Brother." Chen Guan replied with a relieved heart.

The two talked for a long time. Although Li Yuan did not directly tell Chen Guan about many secrets of the golden elixir, he gave Chen Guan a general understanding of the current situation.

In the future he will hand over the power to Chen Guan, so naturally he cannot let him be blinded by one thing.

Chen Guan then went back to consolidate his cultivation. After all, he had not yet achieved the first level of cultivation, so he had to achieve it as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he got injured in the fight, it would affect his future path.

Among the spiritual objects treasured by the Qi Ling Sect, there are several that are quite suitable for [Shang Yi Qian]. With the blessing of these foundations, I believe that Chen Guan will have a great chance of breaking through the fourth level in the future.

As for Li Yuan, he no longer chose to compromise, but once again took charge of the affairs of the mountain gate personally.

After all, the entire Qi Ling Sect has been stagnant for more than 20 years. It will naturally take a lot of effort to restart it now.

The disciples between the several peaks began to move around again, and all departments and halls started to operate, as if Chen Guan's breakthrough had also changed the atmosphere of the Qi Ling Sect, and it had come alive again from a stagnant state.

The deacons sent disciples to three states and one city to recruit new disciples to replenish fresh blood for the sect.

The old deacon who was in charge of commerce and his disciples once again set out on the road to Sanqingfang by boat, where Baikuitang was about to open again.

The spiritual trees on Chouyun Mountain will soon be cut down and transported back to the mountain, and Qi Feng and Ling Feng's puppet and earth fire rooms will once again be filled with busy disciples.

Fufeng and Xuanfeng also became busy, and the general affairs of the four peaks began to operate again. After twenty years of dead silence and closure of the mountain, the disciples were finally able to restore their former peace.

Li Yuan no longer worried about the loss of his lifespan. He would wander around the mountain gate in his spare time, and occasionally even show up in person to answer some of his disciples' questions. If any disciples asked him about spiritual practice, they would all get guidance.

At the beginning of the month, he would quietly watch his disciples practicing the Xuanqi Palm Technique that had been passed down for thousands of years on the pulpit. He would also observe if there were any disciples with good qualifications, and would even spend his own money to take out some spiritual objects to help these disciples.

Of course, his generosity is not selfless. Li Yuan will plant a little bit of loyalty to Qi Lingmen in the hearts of these disciples. Their gratitude to himself and their good impression of the mountain sect will make these disciples loyal to Qi Ling.

With batches of new disciples joining the sect, the entire Qi Ling Sect became lively again.

One morning when Li Yuan was 165 years old, he looked at the cold air rising in the east and was startled. He was about to get up to take a look.

Then I heard Zhang Qi's voice coming from outside the door.

"Disciple requests to see Master!"

"come in."

Li Yuanhui sat in the courtyard, looking at Zhang Qi's guilty face, and asked, "What happened?"

"Disciple...disciple is ashamed, please accept my condolences, Old Ancestor. Last night, the deputy peak master of Qifeng came to see me and said that the soul lamp of Peak Master Wang was flickering and dimming, so he asked me to tell his fortune."

Zhang Qi found it difficult to speak.

"What does the hexagram mean?" Li Yuan asked calmly.

"Zi water disperses Zhen, the gate of evil opens wide, and life is lost!"

Zhang Qi suddenly spoke it out in one breath and dared not say any more.

"Master, I understand." Li Yuan looked sad and said, "Go back and prepare the funeral rites according to Qi Feng's etiquette."

"Yes! Master!" Zhang Qi retreated respectfully.

Li Yuan sighed in his heart, but he couldn't help but get up and go out of the mountain gate. He came to the Sorrow Cloud Mountain. He saw a piece of snow fluttering and the trees were covered with white. He came to the mountain, walking alone on the silver millet land, and the sound of jade sand was heard with every step. He sank into the forbidden formation. Beside the cold spring, there was no human figure or voice, only the white cold jade and a robe scattered on the ground.

Li Yuan's heart sank. He picked up the robe and prepared to take it back to the mountains so that he could build a cenotaph for it.

The white cold jade on the ground feels cool to the touch, like snow, making people feel clear-minded.

The physical body of a Qi-refining cultivator is no longer that of an ordinary person, but if he fails to break through and seeks supernatural powers, it will naturally turn into some Taoist objects.

Li Yuan recalled the time when the Su Yu Bai Que Pagoda was first built and Wang Lengchan's name was at the top of the list. Even though he was surpassed by Ruan Jinghu later, he was still the eldest senior brother in the eyes of all the disciples of that generation. He was dressed in white as white as snow and was as cold and arrogant as the frost.

Later, he was surpassed by Ruan Jinghu in ranking, and there was another genius with earth-grade spiritual roots in the sect who was even more dazzling, so his name was replaced.

But he never slacked off in his practice, and gradually reached perfection in Qi Refining. Without destiny, without great opportunities, and without miracles, he was no longer arrogant for the sake of the sect's affairs, and changed his personality to become the master of a peak, coordinating all matters.

For the sake of the mountain gate that was in danger from wind and rain, he resolutely sacrificed himself to break through in seclusion, and no one knew about his death.

Li Yuan couldn't help but sigh, picked up the jade in his hand, and said softly: "Everything has an end, which only hurts those who are still alive."

Wang Lengchan has done everything he can to save the sect. Even if he failed, even though the sect's crisis has been resolved, Li Yuan still feels sad.

The loyalty buried where no one knows about it makes people sigh.

Li Yuan looked at the Netherworld Spring that was emitting cold air. Every disciple who had a breakthrough here did not end up well in the end.

Even though Yu Guhong became a true cultivator, he still died tragically from the poisonous insect.

He whispered, “Old Ancestor, you said that this Netherworld Cold Spring can repay the thousand-year heritage of the mountain sect, but I think it is a place where souls are lost.

The Dusha Dao's plots have never ceased. I'm afraid there is a voodoo Gu secretly casting a curse.

Although the cold spring is good, it is better to seal it up."

Li Yuan turned and left, activating the magic ban to seal the underground cave.

A speck of dust fell and floated beside the cold spring.

In the World of Ten Thousand Trees, [My name Li Yuan] looked at the Netherworld Spring in front of him and thought to himself that this place was extremely suitable for practicing the Duwei Taoist tradition.

As for worrying about being plotted against, the poisonous curses practiced by the current Dusha Dao are just heterodox methods in the Duwei Dao system, and these methods will not work when used on Duwei Fa.

The Duwei Daotong is the mysterious Yin Qi among the seven Qi, which can control ghosts and drive away spirits, and pass through the netherworld. It is the main method of ghost cultivation and ghost things. After all, it is the fundamental law of the Helian family. The Daotong that once had a Jindan Zhenren is naturally quite extraordinary.

His own Dharmakāya only had a few decades left to live, so it was time to start refining the Duwei Dharmakāya. Of the two Heart Acupoint Transformation Stones he had obtained from the Snow Song Valley, there was still one left, which was enough to refine a Dharmakāya.

Li Yuan's spiritual sense probed into the bottom of the Netherworld Cold Spring, as if he was unwilling to give up and wanted to explore it again. Even if Dushadao's methods were weird, they must have a basis.

The weak spiritual consciousness of the Dharma body is naturally no match for the original body. Li Yuan's spiritual consciousness sank a thousand feet into the cold spring. The complete coldness seemed to be able to freeze a person's soul, but he continued to sink with the blessing of the Ten Thousand Trees Realm, and reached the bottom of more than 1,300 feet.

He discovered a spiritual root, which was a piece of white bone as bright as jade, as if it was a relic from ancient times. The bone was enshrined on a small altar, and the surrounding area of ​​the altar was covered with complicated spells, revealing an evil nature.

Li Yuan's heart moved, he rolled up the bones, destroyed the altar, and put them into the Ten Thousand Woods Realm. The bones faintly revealed a charm, and they were definitely not ordinary items. Since they were used as altar objects, they couldn't be too precious, right?
He accepted it for the time being, and later slowly explored what kind of spiritual object this bone was.

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In the Qi Ling Sect, at Fengxian Square, a group of disciples and deacons gathered.

Several peak masters bowed respectfully and said, "Welcome to the ancestor, welcome to the elders!"

[Dharmakaya Li Yuan], with silver hair, walked up to the high platform with a slightly hunched waist. Chen Guanlue, who was standing beside him, stood one step back and remained silent.

Li Yuan said solemnly, "Due to the rising sea and sinking land, the tribute to the clan has been delayed for a long time. The spiritual materials and supplies needed by the clan five years later need to be prepared early, so the rotation of general affairs in these five years has been changed from four months to two months. We must speed up the work. If there are any slacks who delay the work, they will be severely punished!"

"Yes, we will follow the old ancestor's instructions!" All the disciples felt sad in their hearts, but dared not say anything.

Now that there are two true practitioners in the sect, the worries outside have been greatly reduced, and it is natural that the sect will not be closely united.

But what can be done? There is still a true ancestor in the sect who has supernatural powers of mind control. Even if someone wants to fight openly or secretly, they dare not use them in the sect. They will even be awakened from their dreams, for fear that the ancestor has entered their dreams.

In Guchun Courtyard, Li Yuan and Chen Guan sat on both sides of the stone table, with four peak masters in front of them. Some important matters would be decided here.

"Brother, is there anyone who can be selected for the position of the sect leader this time?"

Chen Guan's face was a little solemn. "In recent years, most of the disciples who have broken through to the late stage within the past sixty years are already in their seventies or eighties, and they are all about to reach the perfection of the late stage of Qi Refining. If they are sent to the upper sect, I am afraid that they will not be able to cultivate in the short term.

"

Li Yuan frowned and said, "Tell me which disciples from each peak have made a breakthrough to the late stage in the past sixty years."

Qifeng's new leader, Wang Yong, said with embarrassment, "Ancestor, none of Qifeng's disciples have entered the late stage in the past sixty years."

Li Yuan just nodded without blaming him. Qi Feng had indeed been in decline over the years and his vitality had just recovered a little.

Bai Chen stepped forward and said, “There is the deputy peak master Xiao Yunyu, who broke through to the late stage at the age of fifty-two.

Deacon Lin Yuewan broke through to the late stage at the age of fifty-nine."

Han Yu, the head of Lingfeng, continued: "Deacon Li Xuanyue broke through to the late stage at the age of fifty-six, and Deacon Li Xuanming broke through to the late stage at the age of sixty-three."

Xuanfeng Peak Master Chu Ziyi finally said: "Deacon Yu Siqi broke through to the late stage at the age of 61.

Deacon Wanyu broke through to the late stage at the age of 65."

Li Yuan pondered in his heart and slowly said, “The upper sect only has two quotas each time, but they may not accept all of them.

In this case, when the real cultivators of the upper sect arrive, I will bring them all with me to meet the masters of the upper sect and see which two they will accept. "

Chen Guan's eyes twitched, but he knew that this was not something he could say in public, so he didn't say anything.

Li Yuan glanced at Han Yu and said with a smile: "Let's leave the affairs of Lingfeng to the other two deputy peak masters. Han Yu, I see that your cultivation climate is quite good. Is it time for you to break through in seclusion?"

Han Yu was shocked. He was still some distance away from achieving perfection in his Taoism. The ancestor should know this. Why did he suddenly ask him to go into seclusion?
　I'm taking a break today, Sunday, so I only have 4,000 words. Then I'll start writing 7,000 words every day, and take a rest every Sunday. Please forgive me, after all, if I write for too long, my inspiration will not keep up, and I won't be able to think of the plot.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)