The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 86 Stars Like Rain

On the Linchi Peak, Zhang Qi walked over quickly, unable to hold back his tears, and said, "Master, why don't you use the life-extending spiritual object?

Having a true cultivator like you in the sect can also deter those with evil intentions!"

"Haha, human power is limited. What difference does it make if you live a few years longer or a few years less?" Li Yuan called him closer and said with a smile: "Zhang'er, your master can no longer protect you. You need to practice well and practice sincerely as soon as possible.

I have placed a little secret in your soul, which cannot be known without true cultivation. After the Qian family helps you achieve true cultivation, I will pass it on to Senior Sister Qian.

Also, as I told you to pay attention to before, remember to do divination from time to time.

Besides, I once secretly accepted a disciple named Li Yuan. You have to take good care of him.

With the support of the Qian Family and the help of your junior brother, Zhang'er, you should be able to build your foundation and see the world that I have not walked through or seen. If you succeed one day, go to the Great Western Sea Ruins to take a look."

Zhang Qi bowed and said, "Yes, I will remember this! I thank you for your hard work, Master."

Li Yuan smiled and raised his hand. His dry palm, like a pickaxe, lifted up Zhang Qi's smooth and tender hand. It seemed like inheritance, like a friendship between the old and the new. "Go, you still have a long way to go. Your master will be watching you from heaven."

When Zhang Qi heard this, his eyes became moist again and his vision blurred. He raised his head and took a close look at his master's old face, keeping it in mind.

After he bowed three times solemnly, he left respectfully.

Zhang Qi knew that his master wanted to go alone in peace. The path to becoming an immortal was so lonely that one had to face countless risks and tests alone, as well as life and death alone.

Li Yuanku sat on the mountain for three days. While he was waiting in a daze, he seemed to see a flash of light before his eyes.

Li Yuan smiled and sat cross-legged under the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree, looking at the night falling and the beautiful scenery of thousands of mountains, and said with a smile: "After so many years, the good times and beautiful scenery are gone. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can I tell?

My life has not been lived in vain.

The tower is lost in the mist, the moon is confusing the ferry. The thin clouds are playing tricks, the flying stars convey hatred, and the Milky Way is far away and dark.

Thousands of years later, despite all the changes, there will always be a time for success!"

The stars in the sky are twinkling across the night sky. The spring rain is falling continuously, and the drizzle is bringing warmth thousands of miles away.

The people at the foot of the mountain did not avoid the drizzle, letting the wind and rain wet their clothes, but they did not feel cold, as if an old man was brushing past them, taking one last look at them.

Thousands of disciples stood in the wind and rain, all with tears in their eyes. No matter whether their feelings were true or false, they dared not show filial piety to the departure of their sect's ancestor.

In the midst of the storm, Chen Guan and Qian Shiyan looked up, both with a melancholy look on their faces as they bowed their hands and said, "Farewell, Master!"

Zhang Qi at the foot of the mountain felt the rain chill his body, as if it chilled his heart. He bowed his head in sorrow and said, "Disciple respectfully bids farewell to...Master!"

Thousands of disciples bowed in sorrow and said, "Farewell, Old Ancestor, to the next life!"

The mighty momentum rushed up to the sky, and the clouds and wind in the sky disappeared. A spring breeze suddenly blew between heaven and earth, passing through thousands of mountains. The floating clouds dispersed, and the moonlight was intoxicating, and the heaven and earth were filled with it.

The stars and the moon are bright, like stars and rain, the flowers bloom in the drizzle, and the fog dissipates, bringing spring to the trees.

The drizzle in the sky flows along with the starlight, and the falling stars are like rain, reaching the sky. The clouds in all directions are taken away by the falling stars. The moonlight tonight is exceptionally bright, as white as water, and those who see it are sad.

Qian Shiyan stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the star rain and the bright moon, and said with emotion: "The east wind blows thousands of flowers at night, and blows down the stars like rain.

It is truly extraordinary to be in control of destiny."

Chen Guan's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, but he still responded: "True cultivation and meditation will lead to destiny. Senior brother has the power of mind, so naturally he will be more in line with destiny.

"Thinking back to the past, when my senior brother came to me in the midst of the danger of extermination, I was the one who led all the disciples to greet him. Now, it is me who is sending him off. It has only been a hundred years. It was rainy when he came, and it will be rainy when he leaves."

"Junior Brother Li Yuan's grand sacrifice will be arranged by Junior Brother Chen. I will be busy with many matters of Liqi Peak next."

Qian Shiyan glanced at the untouched longevity elixir on the ground and sighed, "After all, the dead are gone, but the living still exist."

"That's right." Chen Guan picked up the elixir on the ground and said with a slightly melancholy look on his face.

In the Ten Thousand Trees Realm, Li Yuan sat cross-legged and concentrated his mind. Threads of his spiritual power returned to his original body, and the injuries he had suffered from refining the Dharmakaya puppet were also gradually healing rapidly.

He sighed softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

Since his soul had no spirit, naturally no one responded to him.

In just a few decades, the most difficult days were over, and the Qi Ling Sect would no longer stand on the edge of a cliff every day like it did before, where the slightest carelessness would lead to eternal damnation.

In the future, his spirit tablet will be enshrined in the clan temple, and every time the clan holds a grand sacrifice, he will receive worship gifts from disciples.

The luck absorbed from the Ten Thousand Trees Realm will increase, and when Li Yuan becomes a true cultivator, the luck he carries will also fall into the Ten Thousand Trees Realm.

Although I don’t know what use this illusory fortune is to the World of Ten Thousand Trees, it is still a good thing after all.

After Li Yuan finished his practice, he stood up and took a look at the spirit butterfly cocoons. The cocoons were still there, but they had just broken out.

As his mind moved, seventy or eighty orchid butterflies landed on the ancient tree and danced around him, which was very beautiful.

Li Yuan raised his finger, and a butterfly landed on his fingertips. He looked carefully and found that the fragrance of these butterflies was much lighter, but there were two mysterious ancient patterns on their wings, emitting a faint coolness.

"Let me see what you can do."

He gave an order, and these spirit butterflies instantly gathered into a ball and turned into a blue butterfly a hundred feet long. Then, it emitted faint blue flames all over its body. When it flapped its wings, the flames passed through Li Yuan's protective aura like the wind and burned on his body. Immediately, all kinds of illusions appeared and interfered with his soul, and he even felt a burning pain in his soul.

"Take it."

These spirit butterflies flapped their wings, retracted their spirit fire, and transformed into nearly a hundred spirit butterflies again.

"It's not appropriate to call you Fragrant Illusion Butterfly anymore, but there is no record of this kind of spiritual insect that has obviously mutated. So let's call it Illusion Phantom Butterfly."

Most of the spiritual beasts that have come to the Ten Thousand Wood Realm will have some mutations, because they are greedy for all kinds of spiritual trees in the Ten Thousand Wood Realm, and no one can tell what kind of mutations will occur in their bodies as a result of the intertwining.

Today, this group of phantom butterflies are already able to subdue ordinary cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining. They can confuse the mind and burn the soul, which is quite effective for those who are unprepared.

Li Yuan didn't expect them to do anything right now, so he just took care of them slowly, since he still had a long life ahead of him.

In the Ancient Spring Courtyard of Qiling Gate, Zhang Qi looked at the tall, handsome man in black who suddenly walked in, and asked in surprise, "Who are you? Why are you breaking into our ancestral home for no reason?"

"Li Yuan."

The man only answered with two words, raised his head, and saw Chen Ming on the osmanthus tree with his deep eyes. He stretched out his hand and Chen Ming was attracted over, flapping his wings and landing on his shoulder.

"You are my junior fellow apprentice?" Zhang Qi was stunned, and said in disbelief, "Master would actually accept someone like you as his apprentice.

I am the first disciple of the Master, you have to call me Big Brother."

"Oh." Li Yuan responded calmly and was about to leave with Chen Ming.

Zhang Qi frowned and said, "Junior brother, why don't you go and pay homage to the spirit tablet of our master?"

Li Yuan kept walking and replied, "If you have a heart, you have a spirit. I'll take Shen Ming away."

"Where are you going? Aren't you going to do the menial work for the sect?" Zhang Qi asked with a slightly irritated look.

"Of course I'll go practice." Li Yuan stopped at the door, turned around and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother, for taking care of the chores for me."

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.

Zhang Qi frowned and said, "This person is so arrogant, I'm afraid he will suffer a lot in the future."

Li Yuan walked out of the mountain gate and used his light body technique to rush to Chouyun Mountain.

He did have a magical weapon on him, but it was not for flying or traveling. Apart from that, he had no other magical weapons. It could be said that he was extremely poor.

There was nothing he could do about it. His master had passed away and left him nothing but this crow.

Thinking of Chen Ming, Li Yuan asked, "Can you fly away with someone?"

After hearing this, Shen Ming on the shoulder let out a strange cry. His own master hasn’t even let him carry anyone yet, and you little guy actually wants to ride on me?

Seeing his big reaction, Li Yuan didn't mention it anymore and continued to rush to Chouyun Mountain.

The Netherworld Cold Spring in Chouyun Mountain is extremely suitable for his cultivation. It is a special place for cultivation left for him by his master himself. It is said that the previous few ancestors who went there for retreat and breakthrough in true cultivation all had a bad end.

As a result, this cold spring became an ominous place in the sect. Even those who practiced cold Qi would rather travel thousands of miles to the Great Snow Mountain than go into seclusion in the Sorrow Cloud Mountain.

"Whoosh~"

A ray of magical light suddenly rose up and shot towards him at an incredible speed.

Li Yuan sneered, and with the black energy in his hand, he swallowed up the magic light.

"Come out, since you dare to rob me, Li."

"Your Excellency has great magical powers, and we misjudged you. We will let you pass. After all, this is a rule that we have set with the disciples of our sect, and only independent cultivators would take this road."

A hoarse voice sounded, and it was obvious that he was not easy to mess with, so it let him go.

"If you say so, then let them go. But if there is an ambush ahead, won't I be killed?" Li Yuan looked around with a serious look.

"Don't worry, sir. We all know the rules. We will never attack sect disciples or people with extraordinary strength. Otherwise, they would have been eliminated by the nearby Qi Ling Sect long ago."

The hoarse voice came again.

"Qi Ling Sect?" Li Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "How dare you use the name of my Qi Ling Sect to steal cultivation. I'm afraid you don't want to live today."

As he spoke, he pointed with his hand, and a small black flag one foot long suddenly rose up behind him, emitting billowing black air and the noisy sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

"go with!"

Li Yuan urged his magic power, and suddenly seven or eight billowing black smoke emerged from the banner, transforming into eight ferocious ghost beasts, each of which was in the late stage of Qi Refining, and pounced on the surroundings with fangs and claws.

A mid-stage thief couldn't help but scream, and was immediately pounced on by a tiger-shaped ghost beast and had his neck bitten off.

"Sir, calm down! Sir, calm down! We have information from our inner circle! Don't let the floods wash away the Dragon King Temple. We are all one family!"

Seeing this man's ferocious appearance, the hidden thieves were so frightened that they hurriedly took out the letters.

Li Yuan raised his hand, and the eight ghost beasts stopped their ferocious looks and quietly surrounded him.

A golden seal rose from where the thieves were hiding and hovered in the air.

“Sir, just take out the disciple token of Qi Ling Sect and shine it on this golden seal, and you will know whether it is real or fake.” The leader of the thieves said tremblingly.

After hearing this, Li Yuan took out the token and shone it. Sure enough, a golden seal appeared on the token, indicating the level of peak master.

“We really are a family.”

He was shocked. The disciple token of Qi Ling Sect could not be faked. It was really a signal from a peak master.

Maybe they were even two true cultivators from the sect? After all, there were quite a few rogue cultivators in front of them, and they could make the rogue cultivator leader, who was in the late stage of Qi Refining, obey their orders loyally, so they must be true cultivators.

"Yes, sir! I was blind and didn't expect you to take this route. After all, even if the disciples of Qi Ling Sect don't have flying magic weapons, they all have flying puppets that can fly directly into the sky or take a detour." The leader of the thieves took a look at the eight ferocious ghost beasts and hurriedly explained again.

"Haha, then I was wrong." Li Yuan raised the corners of his mouth, but his sinister eyes made people feel that he had bad intentions.

"Then I won't bother you anymore. I'll take care of the body for you."

After saying this, he pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, and a mark of command shot out from between his eyebrows and penetrated into the headless corpse, with black smoke rolling in.

After just a few breaths, the corpse turned over and climbed up by itself, found its own head and pressed it down, then walked slowly and sluggishly to stop in front of Li Yuan.

"It's still not perfect." Li Yuan said in a low voice, then he raised a small flag, and black smoke rolled up the corpse and disappeared.

He jumped and left here.

The leader of the thieves was somewhat surprised and said, "I didn't expect that he was really a disciple of Qi Ling Sect. How come this righteous sect is even more evil than the evil cultivators?"

"Boss, I think we are the righteous monks!"

His accomplice behind him also said in a trance.

Li Yuan arrived at the Chouyun Mountain after a safe journey. He opened the magic ban and walked into it, quietly walking to the cold spring at the bottom of the mountain.

He took out the formation from his storage bag, set up the protection, checked it before starting to practice carefully.

As for the furnishings in the cave, it made no difference to him whether they were there or not.

Calming down, Li Yuan thought about his own experience. He was a young genius with extraordinary talent in Linglong Sect. After years of hard practice, he achieved true cultivation. However, his fellow disciples told him the truth that he was just a human pill of those true cultivators who had reached the ninth level!

Ever since he met a disciple of Linglong Sect and his spiritual roots were detected, he had become a human pill in the eyes of those high-ranking true cultivators.

Fortunately, God gave him a chance to be reborn, and he also found a cheap master who inherited his legacy, gave him spiritual objects, and arranged everything for him. His only last wish was that he could ensure the stability of the Qi Ling Sect's inheritance and that it would not be cut off.

His cheap master once said: If you don't have enough strength, you shouldn't hate.

He kept in mind that sooner or later, he would make those cannibals from Linglong Sect his own corpses! A jade wall emerged from Li Yuan's soul. This was his chance.

As long as the name of some spiritual object appeared on the jade disk, he only had to find it and offer sacrifices to a certain "god", and he would be able to obtain the subsequent realm of the supreme skills he practiced, as well as some supreme secret techniques.

In this life, he has such a great opportunity, and with the painstaking training of his cheap master, Li Yuan believes that he can definitely go further, to where...

(End of this chapter)