"It is rumored that there were three True Lord, dozens of True Person, and thousands of Qi refining disciples who came down the mountain."
Zhai Kang has no objection to monk Dan Ding Sect being the founder. Cultivation World The strong are respected, not to mention that the other party is not even the slightest bit stronger.
"Elder, I'm afraid that the other party will start over again and replace White Cloud Temple!"
"Times have changed! Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Path of Immortality is just the afterglow of the sunset. In the future, the imperial court will definitely control Yunzhou."
Zhou Yi said, "So whether Guangming Emperor is for power or the long-term extension of the royal family, he will definitely find a way to restrict monk Dan Ding Sect. White Cloud Temple is just a useful Chess Piece."
Zhai Kang worriedly said, "Now there is only one golden elixir enshrined in the temple, and it is still the ghost True Lord, who is no match for the Dan Ding Sect!"
Fifteen years ago, White Cloud Temple enshrined Huang Yuniang as his ancestor. The court did not care about ghosts or people, so he immediately named him Mystic Distant Manifestation Beneficent Perfected Lord, worshiped Immortal Salaries Bureau, and widely publicized that True Lord had sent Thunder Method to protect Qianjing.
Statues of gods are enshrined in Baiyun temples all over the country. As Huang Yuniang repeatedly took action to destroy demons and ghosts and provide relief and cure disasters, the people of Daqian affectionately called her Huang Niangniang.
"As long as you lower your posture, you won't be able to fight."
Zhou Yi pointed to the sky and said, "Dao Lord Xuanxiao is still here to suppress Yunzhou's destiny, and the monks dare not cause harm to the common people. Besides, Daqian is the orthodoxy established by the Dan Ding Sect. With such righteousness, who can take over the country and make it private?"
White Cloud Temple has reputation and Dan Ding Sect has strength. When the two become one, the orthodoxy of Yunzhou Dao Sect is firmly established.
As for whether White Cloud Temple will belong to the Dan Ding Sect or Earthfire Palace in the future, Zhou Yi can't say for sure. In the current catastrophe, it is lucky to be able to ensure that the inheritance will continue.
"Thank you, elder, for your advice."
Zhai Kang took out a Jade Slip from his arms and said, "I have been in charge of the Immortal Salaries Bureau over the years, slaying demons and slaying demons, and recorded all my experiences in it. The elder has always liked story books. When you are bored and lonely in the future, you can read it to relieve your boredom."
Zhou Yi took Jade Slip and asked without checking it immediately.
"How long does it take to live forever?"
"A month at most."
Zhai Kang bowed deeply to say goodbye, and said in a calm tone, "Immortal Salaries Bureau has many affairs, which need to be explained carefully. It coincides with the Dan Ding Sect's opening of the mountain gate, and positions must be arranged one by one. When my life is over, I may not have time to say goodbye to the elders. I hope you will forgive me!"
"I know, future generations will remember your achievements."
Zhou Yi sighed, waved Zhai Kang and sent Formation Restriction away. He was silent for a long time before looking at Jade Slip.
Even though we have experienced thousands of farewells, it is difficult to avoid sadness every time!
Divine Sense scanned Jade Slip. The content is about Zhai Kang's experience after joining Immortal Salaries Bureau and going to various places to kill demons.
Narrated and recorded from the first-person perspective of Zhai Kang, the words are not delicate and moving, but true. Every time you go out to kill demons, it is a chapter, with nearly 400 chapters before and after.
"I've been slaying demons and demons for thirty years at the Immortal Salaries Bureau. It looks good, and it's perfect for passing the time!"
Zhai Kang After leaving, it seems that a chain reaction started.
Three years later, Yuan Qi died. The imperial court recognized his achievements during his lifetime and promoted and canonized Subduing Demons True Monarch.
Seven years later, Perfected Person Wei passed away and was buried in the underground palace tomb, with his life experiences engraved on a stone tablet.
After that, Earthfire Palace disciples continued to die, some were willing to return to the sect's tomb, and some had already married and established a career, and were buried in the ancestral hall after their death.
At this time, White Cloud Temple was already the only Daoist temple in Yunzhou. Compared with the spring breeze when Zhai Kang was in office, the newly appointed temple leader was originally Dan Ding Sect commandment True Lord, which dismissed other Daoist temples as heretics.
In just over ten years, they were all wiped out, and the "Orthodox Daoist Canon" was compiled, which brought together the classics of the sages and became the basic scripture of White Cloud Temple.
Fifty years have passed.
There is no one in the Earthfire Palace.
The huge palace complex is silent. The bluestones used in the construction are compressed and reinforced by earth magic. They decay and break very slowly and can be preserved for thousands of years.
This day.
Zhou Yi returned from celebrating in Qianjing. When he escaped underground, he passed by the palace and found that a layer of dust had fallen in the palace.
"The world is prosperous and charming, but how many disciples still remember the sect?"
"Others can ignore it. The guy who is determined to die with Pindao will dig his grave after he dies, and he has to be buried in it!"
Sword Graveyard.
The once Spirit Sword Sect forbidden area has been completely exposed to the sun and looks no different from an ordinary mountain.
A ray of light fell down and penetrated into the mountain.
The spiritual energy was suddenly extremely rich, and it was seen that the entire mountain peak had been hollowed out and filled with dense Spirit Stones spiritual minerals. The spiritual energy was extracted with Formation Restriction and gathered within a hundred feet in radius.
The white-robed Daoist sitting cross-legged among them swallowed up the majestic spiritual energy in his breath and refined it into himself Mana.
He escaped from the light and turned into a green-robed old man. His breath was clearly Nascent Soul Dao Lord, and he bowed down and presented a Jade Slip.
"Master, a few days ago, in the southeast of Azure Province, there was an ancient ruin that manifested itself after exhaustion of spiritual energy. After exploring it, the disciple obtained a volume of secret techniques from it, which seems to be related to the disappearance of the magic way and One Qi Sect."
"Huh?"
Jian Xuan raised his eyebrows and waved his hand to take a picture of Jade Slip.
Fifty years ago, when the righteous way defeated the evil way, it was discovered that the disciples of the three sects had disappeared, and they slandered the outside world and said that Old Devil had sacrificed blood to their fellow sects. After that, Heavenly Lord Yuanling announced that the mountain gate would be closed. Ten years ago, Jian Xuan became suspicious and forced his way in, only to see an empty One Qi Sect!
Divine Sense swept over Jade Slip, and Jian Xuan suddenly looked ferocious, and a terrifying aura rose into the sky.
"Blood Sacrifice Method, no wonder, no wonder..."
"Ho ho ho, I have been friends with Yuan Ling for nearly two thousand years, but I can't compare to a secret method to avoid disaster!"
Jian Xuan waved his hand, and Dividing Light Sword, the sect's most precious treasure, slowly emerged from the ground and asked, "How many disciples does Spirit Sword Sect have?"
The veteran has already read the content of Jade Slip, so of course he knows what the ancestor wants to do, so he said helplessly.
"Spirit Sword Sect has been separated for a long time. Only the master and the disciple are left, and the rest are left to fend for themselves. Nowadays, the countries in Azure Province are divided, and most of them are in charge of the same sect behind the scenes. Will a sword order be issued to recall them?"
Jian Xuan caressed the sword's edge gently, his voice as cold as ice.
"This is very good. It saves me from running around."
A few days later.
The sword order spread throughout the Azure Province countries. The surviving Spirit Sword Sect monks heard that their ancestors distributed the sect's inheritance and came to Sword Graveyard with doubts.
The result is self-evident, they all died in the formation.
The essence Spirit Soul condensed into a half-empty and half-real forbidden pattern, which landed on Jian Xuan's forehead, as if a bright red birthmark was imprinted on it.
"It's too far!"
Jian Xuan The power of the induction restriction is far from enough to survive the catastrophe. He will only die silently in his sleep, looking at the old man who is bending over to serve.
"Disciple, bid farewell to Master!"
The old Daoist fell on the ground and kowtowed three times and bowed nine times. Nascent Soul shattered and turned into surging Spirit Soul essence, which was voluntarily integrated into the Jian Xuan forehead mark.
"It's still not enough..."
Jian Xuan murmured to himself, his white hair was as red as blood, and his aura turned from righteous and majestic to gloomy and treacherous.
"Mortals are bound to die, so it's better to die with some value!"
"Spirit Sword Sect has blessed Azure Province for nearly ten thousand years. It's time to collect some interest and come back when the poor man returns from the disaster and build Spirit Sword Sect to bless Azure Province!"
After saying that, he took off into the sky and flew across the territory of Azure Province from south to north.
After passing the city and village, he stopped to escape the light, opened his mouth and inhaled, and swallowed up the essence of tens of thousands of mortals Spirit Soul.