fairy family

Chapter 216 Expounding the Dharma and Spreading the Word, Crow Fire Appears

The peak of Liandu was bustling with people due to the grand event being held today.

As an inner disciple of the Dao Palace, Yuan Wen's cultivation level was not yet at the sixth rank, so he naturally came to participate in this grand event.

He swaggered into the main hall of the Refinement Peak with a group of strongmen, making quite a show of it.

This person did not stay in a seat on the outer side of the hall, but instead had the strongmen carry him directly to a seat in the first row.

He came here today because he inherited the true teachings of his elder brother, Yuan Wu.

Anyway, his elder brother was already a fierce god, and in terms of cultivation level, he was no less than the peak master of the Refinement Peak. Such a grand event that only juniors would attend was not worth mentioning to Yuan Wu.

If Yuan Wu really needed something from the Peak Master of Refinement, he would have gone directly to him; there was no need for him to come and join this commotion.

Inside the hall, Yuan Wen's actions attracted the attention of many people.

Because Yuan Wen was somewhat famous in the Taoist temple, many people recognized him and knew that he was the half-brother of the Martial Immortal Yuan Wu.

Envy immediately appeared in everyone's eyes.

What surprised everyone even more was that when Yuan Wen arrived at the first row, he did not immediately find a seat. Instead, he hesitated for a moment, then immediately got up from his palanquin and walked over to another person.

This person was none other than Yu Que.

Yuan Wen stood before Yu Que and bowed deeply.

"Yuan Wen has met Yu Zhenchuan."

Yu Que was currently sitting cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, regulating his breathing, quietly waiting for the start of the Refinement Summit.

Although he noticed someone approaching, he didn't expect it to be Yuan Wen, an acquaintance.

Yu Que did not stand up, but continued to sit cross-legged, nodding and bowing slightly.

He laughed in surprise, "It's actually Fellow Daoist Yuan in person. My apologies."

Yuan Wen didn't perceive Yu Que's arrogance at all. Instead, he quickly bowed even more respectfully, a hint of shame on his face, and whispered:

“I felt really guilty for bothering Master Yu last time, but I heard that Master Yu was in seclusion on the mountain and did not see any guests, so I did not dare to disturb him rashly.”

I have not visited Master Yu for several years; please forgive me.

Yu Que was even more surprised to see that this person was so polite.

Moreover, judging from his appearance, this young man's aura is much more solid than before, and his frivolousness has disappeared. He truly is a man who has changed a lot in just three days.

"No, it's not just three days, it's been three or four years."

Yu Que thought to himself, and then he politely exchanged a few pleasantries with the man.

Seeing that Yu Que's attitude was also friendly, Yuan Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Remembering his elder brother's advice to cultivate relationships with the other party, the man looked around and immediately consulted Yu Que:

“Master Yu, the seats in the front row are quite spacious. May I sit next to you?”

Yu Que glanced around and realized that the other party probably wanted to get closer to him. He didn't refuse and extended his hand in invitation:

"Brother Yuan, please make yourself at home."

Immediately, Yuan Wen abandoned his private seat for the true disciple and took a futon from the palanquin, placing it to the side of Yu Que, slightly behind him, and sat down cross-legged.

From an outsider's perspective, this young master of the Yuan family seemed to have become Yu Que's personal attendant.

"Who is this person? Could he also be a true disciple, or someone who came here in place of his elder?"

“Yu Zhenchuan… Could this person be the first batch of Zhenchuan disciples recruited by the Dao Palace?”

"Could it be the remaining, incomplete, true inheritance of the 'Killing a Concubine and Giving it to a Friend' technique?"

The people inside the hall immediately began to whisper among themselves.

Many people looked at Yu Que with even more fervent and envious eyes than they had looked at Yuan Wen earlier.

Besides, some people harbored jealousy in their eyes. Although they dared not discuss it openly, they secretly whispered among themselves, thinking:

"So it was Yu Dazhen, the true disciple who disappeared after entering the palace?"

"Indeed. I thought this person, living in seclusion in a cave, would be some kind of noble and virtuous person, but after seeing him today, he's nothing special."

Yu Que naturally paid no attention to the discussions of the people around him.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Yuan Wen, he closed his eyes slightly to rest, waiting for the grand event to begin.

Instead, Yuan Wen noticed several unfriendly gazes and couldn't help but turn his head to look, glaring fiercely at the person, revealing a hint of his young master's temper.

Yuan Wen and others seemed to have much better access to information than Yu Que.

After this young man arrived, the first row of seats was filled in less than an hour. Among them were people like Yuan Wen, true disciples who came in person, and two elders from the palace who also came in person, sitting cross-legged in their seats, looking old and frail.

The remaining empty seats remained unclaimed until the bells and chimes rang in the main hall.

Dang Dang Dang!
The clear sound of bells and chimes echoed on Liandu Peak, instantly silencing the mountaintop.

Not only did the main hall fall silent, but people in the square and trees outside the hall also held their breath and dared not utter a word.

Yu Que opened his eyes and looked into the depths of the main hall.

Immediately afterwards, he did not see any figure emerge from within, but only a powerful divine sense spreading out from the hall, encompassing everyone present, and continuing to expand endlessly outwards.

This made the already quiet crowd even quieter, and everyone felt as if a huge stone was pressing on their hearts.

Even the two elderly Dao Palace elders opened their eyes, their gazes clouded as they looked into the hall.

At this moment, a calm, still voice rang out:

"Divine consciousness is the greatest advantage of us cultivators compared to ordinary immortals."

If you want to achieve something in terms of spiritual cultivation, you can be inferior to others in other areas, but in the matter of spiritual consciousness, you cannot be inferior to others; in fact, you must excel at it.

The speaker was none other than the master of the divine sense that covered the entire area—the Peak Master of Refinement.

The other party continued:
"Every so often, I will open a convenient door, and you may ask me for guidance, regardless of whether you are a cultivator or not. If you are interested in cultivation but have missed the opportunity, I can also guide you into the Dao."

However, although it is a convenient door, it is not a place for mediocre people to come forward and defile the eyes of our sect.

"At this grand gathering, if any of you wish to ask questions or speak, you must first withstand the pressure of my divine sense."

Upon hearing this, some people remained calm, seemingly already aware of the rules of the Refinement Peak Master, while others looked surprised and even showed signs of sadness.

Regardless of which part it was, almost everyone present began to use their own divine sense to resist the powerful divine sense of the Refinement Peak Master.

Some people tried many times, but they still had difficulty even blinking, let alone speaking. They could only give up completely and just hope that they could hear the sermon later.

After failing in their attempts, some people turned to using talismans or magical artifacts they carried to bless themselves.

Amidst the buzzing, a faint spiritual light surged within the scene, and talismans were released.

But what greeted these people was a cold snort from the Peak Master of Refinement: "Do you really think my divine sense is just a decoration?" Bang bang bang, both inside and outside the hall, several people immediately coughed up blood and flew backward, crashing to the edge of the cliff.

This scene made others who wanted to rely on external things feel apprehensive and dare not cheat anymore.

The peak master of the Refinement Peak once again surveyed the entire scene with his divine sense, and said in a cold tone, "It's the same every year. Every time, there are people who don't learn their lesson. They are truly disappointing."

As soon as the other person finished speaking, a voice suddenly rang out in the hall:
"Reporting to the Peak Master, every year new disciples enter the palace. Please calm down and do not let these people disturb your mood."

The sound was coming from the front row seats.

Furthermore, the person who spoke was young, in no way inferior to Yu Que, and had an arrogant demeanor, full of intelligence, and was not an ordinary scion of a noble family.

Yu Que glanced at the man, recalling the earlier discussion in the hall, and realized that the man was one of the few new true disciples that the Dao Palace had taken in during his seclusion, named Bai Jiangliu.

Although he entered the palace later than Yu Que, this person's current cultivation level is in no way weaker than Yu Que's, and is even slightly higher, already at the upper level of the seventh rank.

Furthermore, the fact that the other party could speak under the divine pressure of the peak master of the Refinement Peak, and that his divine sense was also resilient, truly made him a prodigy.

Compared to him, Yu Que, a senior disciple who entered the palace earlier, was far behind in terms of cultivation progress.

After Bai Jiangliu spoke, two more people in the front row spoke:
"Today is a grand event for the Refinement Peak. We hope that the Peak Master will be magnanimous."

"Junior Shi Lanzhi greets Peak Master!"

During their conversation, the two men exchanged several glances with Bai Jiangliu, seemingly indicating a close relationship.

And for some reason, Yu Que seemed to sense something, his brows furrowing slightly. He noticed that the three of them had inadvertently glanced in his direction with their divine senses, whether uncontrollably or intentionally.

Soon, a voice transmission rang in Yu Que's ear, making him realize that the three people were doing this on purpose:

“Master Yu, Bai Jiangliu, Shan Zuo, and Shi Lanzhi are all new disciples who entered the palace during the years you were in seclusion.”

However, unlike Yu Zhenchuan and the others, of the three of them, only Bai Jiangliu is a Heavenly Temple; the other two are merely Upper-Grade Spirit Temples.

It was Yuan Wen who secretly transmitted his voice to Yu Que, who also said:

"After these three entered the palace, although they also received the treatment of true disciples, their prestige in the palace was not as great as that of the previous true disciples, nor as great as that of you three brothers who were true disciples of Yu Zhenchuan."

Therefore, the three of them followed the example of Yu Zhenchuan and you, becoming sworn brothers and using you as a benchmark in everything they did.

The true lineage of the Wang and Xie families has already clashed with them several times in minor conflicts, but there has been no direct confrontation yet.

Upon hearing these words, Yu Que couldn't help but chuckle.

He remained silent for a moment, then answered Yuan Wen telepathically:

"Good heavens, they've learned from the three of us to become sworn brothers. Strictly speaking, they're only able to have the true lineage thanks to the three of us. And now they're even treating the three of us as their opponents."

Yu Que shook his head slightly, too lazy to look at the three newly promoted disciples.

Yuan Wen honestly replied, "Who says otherwise? My elder brother also has some reservations about these three true disciples, feeling that they have lowered the standard of the palace's true teachings."

Upon hearing this, Yu Que narrowed his eyes and suddenly thought, "I'm afraid your elder brother will be most upset with the three of us who broke the rules."

However, it's not appropriate to discuss this with Yuan Wen.

He composed himself and focused his attention on the peak master of the Refinement Peak.

His purpose in coming here today is to catch the eye of the Peak Master of Refinement and earn some benefits to take home, without having to pay too much attention to the disputes in the palace.

Before reaching the sixth rank, even if they are true disciples or scions of noble families, their disputes with each other are just trivial matters.

Soon after, several more people in the hall spoke, and the Peak Master of Refining Du composed himself.

Bang!

Suddenly, a nine-foot-long bronze incense burner in the very center of the main hall burst into flames, and water began to drip from the eaves around the hall without rain, falling inside and outside the hall.

"Today's grand event begins."

The Refinement Peak Master shouted, "I will first demonstrate for you the various major refinement techniques from the ninth to the sixth rank, to test your eyesight."

Let me preface this by saying that I have hidden many hidden meanings in today's demonstration. If any of you can discern them, please point them out later, and I will reward you!

Upon hearing this, everyone inside and outside the hall perked up and looked on with anticipation.

Immediately, on the roof of the main hall of Liandu Peak, fireballs shot out from the bronze furnace inside the hall, rolling on the eaves and turning the roof into a bright, golden gleam.

The Fiery Refining Peak.

Immediately afterwards, ghostly creatures, large and small, flew out of the Refining Hall and landed on the hall, screaming and howling.

The peak master of refinement used various methods to cleanse and process it from a distance.

Among them is Yu Que's specialty: deep-fried ghost-shaped snacks.

However, compared to his deep-fried ghosts, the Refinement Peak Master's deep-frying method is to "extract oil into smoke," encapsulating the ghosts within it and cooking the air to fry them. This method uses very little oil and takes very little time.

On the mountain, every time the Peak Master of Refinement changed his methods of processing ghosts, everyone present would feel a sense of unease, as if the ghosts had fallen into his hands and were being kneaded like dough, allowing him to roll and flatten them at will.

One of the ghosts was even used as a waste by the other party, undergoing six different methods to refine it into extremely pure ghost energy, which aroused the desires of many household gods present.

Those who could withstand the pressure of the Refinement Peak Master eagerly shared the hidden meanings he had concealed within his Refinement Techniques.

"I see clearly now. Peak Master, you used Yang Fire to refine Yin Ghosts, which is the meaning of Yin and Yang in harmony."

"This ghost fell into the water, where the water was boiling hot. It did not come into contact with the fire, but in reality, the fire element was already hidden in the water, and water and fire were in harmony."

Yu Que sat cross-legged in the center of the field.

He originally only wanted to listen to the Dharma Master of the Refinement Peak, but listening to the comments from the people around him, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt that many of the comments were refreshing.

After listening for a while, Yu Que didn't even dare to speak, lest he expose his family's skill level and be unworthy of his family's true lineage.

"This Huangshan Taoist Palace is truly full of talented people. Many of them here have a better eye than mine?"

Yu Que was surprised.

He quickly remembered and thought to himself with a wry smile, "That's right. When I was down the mountain, the reason why my refining skills were so good was simply because I had practiced until I became proficient and that the crow fire had a wonderful effect."

Especially in recent years, I haven't studied or practiced cultivation techniques for quite some time.

Yu Que sighed inwardly.

He suppressed his pride and instead humbly observed the Peak Master's performance, listened to the comments of others, and nodded occasionally.

This performance lasted for a whole day and night.

The other person performed what Yu Que had learned and heard about, and also performed what he had neither learned nor heard about, which broadened his horizons and filled him with admiration.

On the vast Refinement Peak, everyone was completely absorbed in the experience, displaying their full range of abilities.

Even Yu Que, without realizing it, had a small fire crow appear above his head. It was imitating the magic performed by the peak cultivator in the main hall, and it wanted to perform magic above its master's head as well.

(End of this chapter)