The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 88 Binary Heavy Water
In Qiling Gate, under the Baique Pagoda, a group of disciples gathered in front of the small square. After more than a hundred years, this place has become a famous source of gossip in the gate.

At this moment, a group of disciples surrounded Zhao Feiran and listened to his gossip with great interest.

Zhao Feiran is an old man here. After finishing his chores, he would come here to chat with the disciples for a few days, inquire about some information, and earn some secret little spirit stones.

This time he was talking about the ins and outs of Shuwu Peak, so he glanced around for fear that Qi Feng's law enforcement disciples would hear him and cause trouble.

"I see you are all new disciples who just turned twelve this year, right? New disciples will have a year of training time. The deacon will lead you to practice Qi. After a year, you will be assigned to do miscellaneous work, one round in four months, three months in a year.

Were you all assigned to Shuwu Peak?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhao. We are all from Shuwu Peak." A young boy came back.

"Then you must be careful. Shuwu Peak is the busiest of the five peaks. Even Qi Peak may not be as busy as Shuwu Peak.

Every time the duties of the General Affairs Peak were rotated, there were rules. Disciples with connections would be assigned easier tasks, such as looking after spiritual medicines and transporting spiritual materials, while disciples without connections would be assigned to hard work such as felling spiritual trees, planting spiritual trees, and being a pyrotechnic disciple.

If you have connections in the peak, hehe~ you can get many benefits such as purchasing spiritual items.

Do you want to know some tips?"

"I want to, I want to!"

Several disciples responded eagerly: "Brother Zhao, please tell us about it."

"Don't be impatient. You can't talk about these things casually." Zhao Feiran smiled as he scanned their young faces. "If you want to know, go to the Lingfeng disciples' cave to look for Ding Pai Hai Hu. Remember to come before midnight!"

Two disciples at the side looked at him with disdain and said, "This Zhao Feiran is almost a hundred years old, and he is still cheating and deceiving new disciples."

"This is just a minor incident. If it had gotten out of hand, the law enforcement disciples would have caught him and locked him up in the Death Cave. I heard that Zhao Feiran's spiritual roots are too poor, so he is just waiting to retire down the mountain and enjoy his retirement when he is old enough."

"Hey, have you heard? The Great Elder has extended the life span of those who go down the mountain from 130 to 150!"

"What? Isn't this just a rumor? If it's true, then don't we have to do chores for another 20 or 30 years?"

"Ah~ Who said it wasn't true? We can only say that we were unlucky and just happened to be born in this generation!"

……

Under the cover of night, at midnight, the lights in Ding Paihaihu's cave were turned off, a small formation was activated, and a figure left quietly.

Zhao Feiran came to a place secretly. When he saw a figure suddenly appear in front of him, he was not frightened. Instead, he said respectfully: "Disciple greets the master of the peak."

"Has anyone taken the bait recently?" came a clear voice.

"No new fish have been caught recently, but there are three or two that are quite strange. Disciples have recorded their whereabouts and unusual features in jade slips." Zhao Feiran handed over a jade slip.

"Okay, that's quite detailed." The mysterious man laughed and handed over a jade slip. "This is the information you need to spread and collect in the next three months."

"Yes! Disciple will definitely complete it!" Zhao Feiran said and took his leave respectfully.

The mysterious man disappeared, and when he reappeared he was already in the main hall of Lingfeng. He sat in the seat of the peak master with dignity. He was the current peak master of Lingfeng, Zhang Qi.

He rubbed his brows. In recent years, as the Qi Ling Sect had become more and more powerful, several other sects had begun to place spies in the sect and sell out information about talented disciples. Their intentions were self-evident.

This has to do with the beast tide disaster more than 80 years ago. At that time, the Qi Ling Sect was very careful about its reputation. It would use dead puppets instead of having its disciples engage in physical combat. This was true for both recruited casual cultivators and their own disciples.

Families like Qingfeng Pavilion and Qinghe Xu Clan all used the lives of independent cultivators and disciples and clansmen to fill the void. Firstly, they did not have a deep foundation; secondly, they did not have such a long preparation time to store and consume spiritual objects; thirdly, they would rather let their disciples fight to make the true cultivators more deterrent.

Although the true cultivation was preserved, the loss of disciples was naturally extremely large. It was inevitable that some disciples would be cut off from one generation to the next. Now they were all in a state of balance and stability, and no true cultivation breakthrough had been made for a long time.

However, there were quite a few Qi Ling Sect disciples who went into seclusion to achieve breakthroughs through true cultivation. Even though they had lost some due to the losses suffered by the sect, the sect was still quite prosperous.

Since there are no mental abilities, the invisible struggles among these sects require a lot of effort, and the outcome depends on the leadership of each sect and the scheming of the disciples.

Zhang Qi looked at the sky and saw that the east was getting brighter. He took out three copper coins, threw them up, chanted a formula, and with the help of the weather, presented a hexagram.

He took a closer look, and as usual, there was no news.

So he could only sigh, put away the divination money, and began to close his eyes and concentrate on meditating on the Tao.

Unconsciously, a few days passed, and a flash of fire fell from the sky. Zhang Qi hurriedly stopped practicing, stood up and said respectfully: "Disciple greets the Great Elder!"

Qian Shiyan, who was dressed in bright red, looked at him for a long time before she smiled and said, "Junior apprentice brother Zhang, it's time for you to retreat and break through, right? After all, if you delay any longer, I'm afraid your vitality will begin to decline."

"This, please bear in mind, uncle." Zhang Qi changed his address and said, "It's just that my nephew's Dao Meditation has not yet been completed, so I'm not sure."

"What if there is a Dao Building Pill?" Qian Shiyan spread out her hand, and a jade bottle emerged, with the three words "Dao Building Pill" clearly written on the bottle.

"Daozhu Pill?" Zhang Qi was shocked. "How can this nephew afford it?"

"This is the deal your master made with me before he died. You are worth the price." Qian Shiyan took out another piece of golden fruit and said with a pained look, "This thing is called the Golden Scale Yuan Fruit. It has the effect of strengthening the Yuan spirit and enhancing visualization.

I specifically used the relationship with an uncle of the Qian family to obtain this from Yunlan Mountain.

Just these two items can increase the possibility of breaking through to true cultivation by 25%. Since Junior Brother Li can accept you as his disciple, he must have some extraordinary qualities.

I think, Junior Brother Zhang, you should rest assured and make a breakthrough, right?"

"This...how can this be possible?" Zhang Qi was shocked. Even the children of aristocratic families would find it difficult to obtain these two spiritual objects at the same time when building their foundation. They would need to perform extremely well or make great contributions to get one of them.

He got these two things without doing anything?
"I told you, this is the deal between me and your master. When you achieve foundation building, there will be a place where you will be needed!" Qian Shiyan handed the two things to him and said, "Build your foundation as soon as possible."

"Yes! I will definitely live up to the high expectations of you, Master and Uncle!"

Zhang Qi took the two items as if they were treasures and expressed his gratitude.

Inside the cave of the Ten Thousand Woods Realm, two real-life puppets were refining the one-yuan heavy water in the gourd day and night. After decades of refining day and night, the gourd was already filled with enough water to fill a pond three meters in size.

Every drop is one yuan of heavy water.

Now, Li Yuan was surprised to find that these one-yuan heavy water actually began to be refined into two-yuan heavy water after being fully refined. However, these two real body puppets were only in the late stage of Qi Refining, and it was too difficult to refine them.

If there is a true cultivator who continues to refine this Qingyou Gourd, I wonder what level of achievement will be achieved after years of accumulation.

But is there any true practitioner willing to waste a lot of time on this?
Unless, you are forced!

Li Yuan looked at his own cultivation level and realized that it would take another ten years for him to reach the threshold of the third level.

I couldn't help but sigh. I couldn't rely on myself, so I could only rely on the Dharma body.

He still remembered that Zhang Qi, the Li siblings, Bai Chen, and several other disciples with good cultivation were almost at the point of breaking through to true cultivation. In the next ten years, there would likely be a grand event of true cultivation. The prosperity of the Qi Ling Sect was unstoppable.

After all these years of cold-eyed observation and his understanding of the secrets of heaven and earth, he has roughly figured out a vague boundary.

The will of the Linglong sect is not necessarily the will of that real person, but the will of that real person is definitely the will of the Linglong sect.

Many small things are not what the real person cares about, and are most likely just the intentions of some senior real practitioners in Linglong Sect.

And that real person will only take action when his taboos are touched.

For example, the status of the golden elixir.

Everything else, whether it is refining human elixirs, commanding hundreds of ways, or gathering heroes, are not necessarily the will of this Immortal. He has never even cared about these things.

It is enough to just need the Linglong Sect to convey his will.

Moreover, Li Yuan seemed to realize that in the nearly 4,000 years of Qi Ling Sect's history, the Linglong Sect had never directly expressed its intention to exterminate the Qi Ling Sect.

At most, you can hit from the side and use the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force.

In this era where the strong are the boss, Li Yuan doesn't believe that the top practitioners of Linglong Sect care about face and rules. Since they don't do it, it means they dare not do it.

What makes the Qi Ling Sect so that the other party dare not do what it wants is the source, the Tian Qi Xian Sect.

The sect's history only said that the Tianqi Immortal Sect collapsed due to internal strife, but never mentioned whether there were other branches or whether there were real people in the same sect.

This taboo probably comes from the existence of other branches of the Tianqi Immortal Sect that have not yet been cut off.

After all, the Twelve Immortal Sects can be said to be the overlords who control this world. Even if they are destroyed and only a few branches are left, they are still an existence that cannot be provoked by ordinary forces!

During the beast tide disaster, that immortal took action only to take away the last golden elixir left by Qi Lingmen.

Moreover, he knew very well that Qi Lingmen had such a trace of golden elixir, but he waited until Patriarch Wang Xun used it before taking it away.

After thinking about these things clearly, Li Yuan felt that the secrets were hidden and obscure, and these things could not be said. They were not recorded in the clan history, but he could understand the implications through reading the history.

But even so, we still have to be on guard against others.

He has done his best and left many backup plans for the Qi Ling Sect. With the help of his Dharma body, they will most likely be able to survive the various disasters that are to come.

……

In Baitung Mountain, a group of thieves surrounded the cultivator who had taken the bait. There were more than ten of them. All kinds of spiritual lights, spells and magical weapons flew through the sky and attacked the people in the formation.

Li Xuanyue, who was trapped in the formation, could not help but frown and said, "Everyone, my brother and I are also independent cultivators who have fallen on hard times. We have nothing to lose, so please be kind and let us go."

"Haha, even though the fairy has nothing, this body is enough for us brothers to entertain ourselves. It would be better for the fairy to put down the magic weapon quickly and stop struggling. Otherwise, you will hurt your face and make it look ugly." A thief leader dressed in a scholar's robe couldn't help but smile evilly.

"Arrogant man! You're looking for death!" Before Li Xuanyue could say anything, Li Xuanming could no longer hold back his anger. He suddenly drew the sword in his hand, and the sky and the earth turned bright, which was dazzling and terrifying.

Suddenly, many magic weapons were damaged by this sword and became dim.

"Sword cultivator!"

Someone screamed in surprise.

"It seems to be a magic sword of the highest grade!"

"This is going to be difficult."

Suddenly some people started to back out.

The leading scholar's expression also changed slightly, and he asked, "Which sect are you two from?"

"We are... independent cultivators who have inherited the master's legacy!" Li Xuanming sheathed his sword and replied loudly.

"Hmph, casual cultivator! If you can get a top-grade magic weapon, that's a huge fortune!" The leader of the thieves had greed in his eyes and shouted, "Collect the formation for me. You are inside the formation, so what even if you are a sword cultivator? Brothers, hold the main formation for me. Watch me take this sword and sell it for spirit stones to share with everyone for fun!"

"Okay! We will definitely hold our ground!"

The other thieves responded immediately, started to form the main formation and activated the formation.

The scholar took out a piece of inkstone, cast a spell, and urged: "The precious earth is in the sky, Wu earth is in power, suppress it!"

The inkstone, which looked like a writing table, immediately rose into the air and turned into a dark mountain hundreds of feet high, which was daunting to look at.

"fall!"

As soon as the scholar activated his magic spell, the Black Mountain fell down fiercely, as if it was going to smash the two people in the formation into a paste. The several thieves in the main formation were so scared that they couldn't help but retreat in a hurry for fear of hurting anyone by mistake.

Li Xuanming grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and instantly drew out the sword that had been accumulating power for a long time.

"Om~"

The sword energy vibrated, and the dazzling sword light of dozens of feet was as dazzling as the sun splitting the sky, and it hit Moshan. When the two clashed, the sword light was slowly suppressed.

The scholar smiled proudly, "This is also a top-grade magic weapon. If you are trapped in the formation, there is no escape. No matter what magic weapon you have, you can't escape death!"

However, at this moment, a clear shout was heard.

"The sea is rising, and the embankment is in the middle!"

Aqua-blue light and shadows appeared in the sky, and the beautiful woman who was teased by him was seen holding a bottle in her hand. Layers of waves were rippling out of the mouth of the bottle, and she actually held up the hundred-foot-high mountain.

"Another top-grade magic weapon!" The scholar was shocked and said, "How is this possible!"

Li Xuanming shouted coldly, holding a command in his hand, pointed to the sky, and shouted: "The wind and rain are dark, and the sky is thundering!"

"Click~"

A divine thunderbolt instantly fell, shattering the trap. The two were able to dodge the huge mountain and turned to look at everyone.

"Stop it, my two fellow Taoists! I am a disciple of the Yun Yi Sect. I am sorry for offending you just now. I hope you can forgive me." The scholar's face turned pale and he quickly revealed his identity and took on the role of a tiger.

Li Xuanming looked at his elder sister and asked her how to make the decision.

Li Xuanyue raised an eyebrow and said, "Why are you looking at me? I won't leave any of you alive!"

(End of this chapter)