Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 821 Returning to Dust (Bonus Chapter for 3K Chapters, Still Owed)
Golden Core cultivators would come to pay their respects from time to time. Before the Great Calamity of True Demons fully erupted, True Master Yuxiao resigned from his position as sect leader, and some newly advanced Golden Core cultivators were not familiar with him.

Ji An could no longer recall the names of some of the newly promoted Golden Core cultivators in the sect.

The hall began to get crowded, and he and Li Haoran and the others went to a side hall to talk in hushed tones.

Lin Jiuxiao sighed softly, reflecting on the fleeting years:

"Unconsciously, I am no longer young. A new generation replaces the old."

As the scenes of the past flashed before his eyes, he felt a pang of sadness.

True Man Zhengyang was the first Golden Core True Man in the sect. After that, the sect's core cultivation method became the Five Elements Revolving Scripture, and it began to resemble a Golden Core sect.

Master Yuxiao was the second Golden Core cultivator, signifying that the sect's Golden Core lineage had been stabilized.

During the period when the two True Immortals led the sect, the spiritual veins were upgraded to the third-tier lower grade, laying a solid foundation for the sect's rapid development, and various rules and regulations were also improved.

After the demonic calamity broke out, the sect's strength experienced a major surge, with several Golden Core cultivators emerging one after another.

From then on, the sect began to resemble the number one sect in the Western Continent.

Later, the True Demon Calamity broke out, and the sect gave birth to a Nascent Soul True Monarch who stood firm during the calamity and had the foundation to dominate the Western Continent.

Now, a total of three cultivators at the Nascent Soul level have emerged, and the sect's spiritual veins have been upgraded to the fourth-order lower grade.

In just a few hundred years, tremendous changes have taken place, and the entire Western Continent has become the sphere of influence of the sects.

The passing of these two veteran Golden Core cultivators is poignant, but it also marks the beginning of a new chapter, heralding a brighter future ahead.

Qin Yan pondered the phrase "a new generation replaces the old," and he felt it most deeply.

The treasure he obtained only truly came into play after he broke through to the Chaoyuan stage. He wasted many years in the Foundation Establishment stage, during which he witnessed too many familiar fellow disciples grow old and pass away. Those voices and smiles would never appear again, and could only live on vaguely in other people's dreams.

Li Haoran spoke softly, his voice like the icy wind of a snowy night:
“The process of cultivation is like sifting sand in a great wave. You and I are like grains of sand floating in the water. We either bravely move forward with the torrent or sink to the bottom of the river and never see the light of day again.”

His tone shifted, his voice becoming as gentle as a spring breeze:

"The sect and our predecessors created a good environment for us, allowing us to get through those ignorant and weak years."

What we must do now is to carry on the legacy of our predecessors, pass on the torch, and pave the way for future generations so that they can climb to even greater heights.

A firm voice resounded in my heart, seemingly a declaration, or perhaps a promise.

'The Heavenly River Sword Technique can only be cultivated up to the mid-Nascent Soul stage; I will supplement the techniques beyond that.'

He intends to be a pioneer, paving the way for future sword cultivators. In addition, he plans to purchase more sword manuals to enrich the sect.

Some disciples are not suited to the Heavenly River Sword Technique, a technique that relies on overwhelming force and continuous attacks. They should at least purchase a sword technique that is adept at changing its nature.

I don't need to cultivate the new sword technique to the Nascent Soul stage; I just need to be able to advance to the late Golden Core stage.

“What the True Lord says is absolutely right.”

Lin Jiuxiao nodded in agreement and then said:

"Now we need to determine the candidate for the Hall Master of the Five Elements Hall as soon as possible. Does anyone have any recommendations?"

The Five Elements Hall is responsible for the sect's inheritance. It holds a prestigious but relatively leisurely position, and the rewards that can be received are not many. It requires the cultivators stationed there to have high cultivation levels and be able to endure the coldness.

Frankly speaking, this position is suitable for cultivators who are devoted to spiritual practice and dislike worldly affairs; only those with a long lifespan would choose it.

Unfortunately, the sect is currently in a period of rapid development and there are no qualified cultivators at present.

The temple master's cultivation level must be at least at the Golden Core stage, and preferably at the mid-to-late Golden Core stage. Those who meet the requirements will have different duties.

Qin Yan looked around a few times and said:

"Now that Junior Brother Gu and Junior Brother Lin are holding down the fortification hall, I'd be willing to take a position in the Five Elements Hall."

He's not very interested in crafting low-level magic weapons right now; if he were to make one, it would have to be at least a high-grade third-tier magic weapon. However, the sect has very little demand for such items at this stage.

He didn't expect to earn a living from the salary of the Hall Master of the Weapon Refining Hall; the majority of his income came from refining high-level magic weapons.

The Five Elements Hall is quiet enough that he rarely needs to show his face, which is perfect for him to calm down and improve his cultivation.

He was dissatisfied with his cultivation, having been stuck at the eighth level of the Golden Core stage for too long. Now, he vaguely felt that he had reached a bottleneck, so he hid in the Five Elements Hall to cultivate diligently, striving to break through to the ninth level of the Golden Core stage as soon as possible.

Lin Jiuxiao considered for a moment and said:
"If there are tasks in the Weapon Refining Hall that others cannot complete, then we will still need Senior Brother's help."

Qin Yan nodded with a smile, "Of course, that's a great opportunity to earn a lot of merit."

Lin Jiuxiao looked at Ji An and the others, and politely asked:

"What do you two True Lords think?"

"No comment."

"agree."

“Alright, since True Lord thinks it’s feasible, after Senior Brother Yu Xiao’s funeral is over, I will announce this appointment to the sect’s disciples. Senior Brother Qin Yan will temporarily serve as the Hall Master of the Five Elements Hall and will receive two salaries from the sect.”

As everyone was discussing how to conduct the funeral, a disciple with a full head of white hair walked in, carrying a long, narrow red wooden box.

"Greetings, True Lord; Greetings, True Man."

He bowed to everyone in turn, then held up the wooden box with both hands and brought it to Lin Jiuxiao:
"Reporting to the Sect Leader, this is a keepsake left by my Martial Uncle." Lin Jiuxiao took the wooden box, opened it, and after a moment's gaze lingered, sighed softly.
"This is a talisman left behind by my senior brother. He devoted himself to the sect, and we should always remember him."

As he spoke, he presented the wooden box to Ji An.

Ji An examined it for a moment. Before the immortal Zheng Yang Zhenren passed away, he did the same thing, extracting the original power of his natal magic weapon and condensing it into a talisman.

"If everyone in the sect were like this, how could it not prosper?"

He felt a surge of emotion within him, and was filled with countless feelings.

Two days later.

The body of Master Yuxiao lay quietly on a high platform made of Xuan Yang wood, next to his frequently used old items.

There were several Taoist robes, a reclining chair, and even a palm-leaf fan with severely damaged edges.

Ji An activated the Fire Avoidance Technique, activating the Azure Lotus Heart-Burning Flame. Flames of blue, red, and white flickered and quickly turned the high platform into a sea of ​​fire.

The spiritual fire of heaven and earth activated by the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was extremely powerful, and everything turned to ashes in a short while.

The ashes of Xiu's flesh and bones were slightly white, while the ashes of Xuan Yang wood were a slightly reddish black.

The ash of this spirit wood is harmless to the soul-nourishing wood, and when burned, it releases a faint woody fragrance that can mask the smell of the flesh being roasted.

The disciples gradually dispersed, leaving only Golden Core cultivators behind.

Once the ashes cooled down, Lin Jiuxiao personally packed all the ashes into a pre-prepared wooden box.

The wooden frame, as tall as a person, along with the remains of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator and several personal belongings, were burned to the point that the ashes barely filled half the space of the wooden box.

The Azure Lotus Burning Heart Fire can burn away most impurities, leaving only the essence.

Lin Jiuxiao held the wooden box in both hands and bowed, saying:

"True Lord, we may depart now."

Ji An nodded slightly, and two streams of light flew out from his body. The red flag transformed into a fire phoenix, and his body, formed from fire elemental energy, expanded, with a broad back about ten zhang long and five zhang wide. The metal elemental energy transformed into a white tiger, which also had a broad back.

He waved his hand, "Come on up, let's go."

They were going to Crimson Flame Peak to see Jade Cloud Immortal off one last time.

The Golden Core cultivator's flying speed was too slow, so he summoned a magical treasure to carry everyone for a while.

Li Haoran took a few steps upward in the void, as if there were invisible stairs, and a silver sword light flickered beneath his feet.

As a sword cultivator, why would he travel by riding on someone else's magical treasure?

After everyone had ascended to the top of the sacred treasure, Ji Anfei flew to the tiger's head and sat down cross-legged:
"Hold on tight, takeoff."

The whistling wind swept past the disciples' ears, slapping against their eardrums, and the gale whipped their hair into the air.

Feeling the lightning speed that was several times faster than usual, the disciples were all thrilled. This was the power that the True Lord had mastered!
This small detail reveals a glimpse of the True Lord's immense power.

We arrived at Crimson Flame Peak and entered the magic array's range. The spiritual light emitted by the third-tier spirit trees was like countless pearls, densely embedded in the land full of hope.

The fire phoenix and the white tiger slowly landed at the foot of the mountain. The disciples leaped down from Lingbao's back, savoring the speed at which they had flown, while curiously and excitedly observing the mountain with its mysterious legends.

Most people have never set foot on this sacred land and can only observe its richness from afar.

When they were still low-level cultivators, there were rumors that a secret treasure was buried in this mountain forest. It was only by chance that a True Monarch discovered it that the sect was able to become a Nascent Soul sect.

After all the disciples landed, the size of the magical artifact rapidly shrank and returned to Ji An's body.

He activated the mimicry array by making a hand seal and stepped into the passage, which could only accommodate two people side by side:

"The road is a bit narrow, please be careful."

The group filed in and passed through the passage to the bottom of the cave.

The spirit tree planted at this tiny node back then emitted a crystalline, warm light. Ji An spoke:

"These spiritual plants with narrow leaves that are the color of yellow jade are Earth Spirit Fruit Trees. Currently, they are of the third-grade low quality, and the highest grade is the third-grade middle quality."

The spirit tree was transplanted from the Spider Cave on Yunmeng Peak. The image of Senior Sister Liu Suyun appeared before my eyes, then immediately vanished.

After passing through a narrow passage that could only accommodate one person at a time, everyone arrived at a spirit tree with black leaves, and their spirits were lifted.

Ji An glanced around at the disciples standing against the rock wall and then said:

"I didn't expect to have so many guests; the space is too cramped."

This spiritual tree is a precious soul-nourishing tree, already a top-grade third-tier tree. The sect's first Golden Core cultivator, True Person Zhengyang, also rests here.

"Hopefully, with the blessings of these two immortals, this spiritual tree can be upgraded to the fourth tier as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he channeled his magical power, causing several cracks, each about a foot long and four fingers wide, to appear in the ground around the spirit tree.

The sect leader carefully poured the ashes into the crack, and Ji An spat out a flame from his fingertip, instantly incinerating the urn into ashes.

Everything that Master Yuxiao possessed returned to dust, dedicated to the land where he had fought his entire life.

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(End of this chapter)