The night was getting dark, and a little mountain breeze blew through the mountains, blowing the leaves on the mountains. A figure came out of the room, sneaked through the Taoist temple in the dark, and sneaked to the door of the headmaster's room before knocking softly.
"Master, have you slept?" Song Zhi's voice came from the door. Hearing that there was no movement inside, he reached out and pushed the door gently. The door opened with a few clicks, and Song Zhi entered the headmaster's room.
"puff"
A candle was lit in the room, emitting a gleaming flame. The leader fell down on the couch. It turned out that he stretched out his hand and made a little light, and the candle in the room was lit and illuminated the room.
Song Zhi was not surprised at all when he saw this situation, so he stepped forward and saluted: "Master, there is something on my mind that disturbs Master's practice."
"Are you here because of Pei Ziyun?" The leader opened his eyes.
"Yes, Master, I am unwilling to accept it. Pei Ziyun is just good luck and has made great achievements. I don't expect that as long as I open the Tianmen now, I can enter the direct line. I think that I, Song Zhi, have been in the master's sect for more than ten years and have made various contributions. I am not willing to accept my status as a direct disciple today." Song Zhi was silent for a moment, then made up his mind and raised his face as he spoke, his eyes filled with reluctance.
"I know what you are thinking. Why can one great achievement be worth more than ten years of accumulation? Do you really not understand, or do you pretend not to understand? Song Zhi, my good disciple." The leader sighed, He closed his eyes again and spoke calmly, pointing directly to Song Zhi's heart.
Listening to the words of the leader, Song Zhi panicked. In fact, how could he not understand that even if he had worked really hard for more than ten years, it would only be hard work, and at best it would be considered a small amount of merit. However, even if Pei Ziyun only did one thing, his contribution would be very great. So big that it even benefits the Patriarch, the entire Blessed Land and the sect.
Not to mention anything else, since the imperial court has canonized the true king, the local officials will take care of him year after year. This is a matter of hundreds of years of grace.
Song Zhi's small thoughts were exposed by the leader at this time, so he hesitated and said after a while: "Master, I know that Pei Ziyun has great achievements, but now I..."
The headmaster's expression was a little incomprehensible, and he sighed. Before Song Zhi could speak, the headmaster opened his eyes again, interrupted Song Zhi's words, and said softly: "Chier, why do you bother? All cultivation will not open the gate of heaven. It’s all falsehood, and if you don’t live forever, it’s like a mirror in the mirror.”
"Master, you have to help me. I also know this truth, but if you don't become the master, how can you have enough resources to achieve immortality? If you don't become the master's disciple, how can you get more guidance? Although I have selfish motives, I will never Once you become the leader, you will be able to lead the division to make rapid progress."
"Hmph, there is no need to say these words. I just ask you, when will you be able to open the Heavenly Gate?" Listening to Song Zhi's words, the head of the Songyun Sect asked with a slightly cold expression. This apprentice has spent countless efforts, but he is stuck. here.
"Master, me." Song Zhi said half a sentence, but he couldn't speak and stopped speechless. Seeing that Song Zhi was about to speak but stopped, his expression was flustered and anxious, and the head looked incomprehensible.
I remember twenty years ago, my master grabbed my hand before he died and said, "I have not accomplished anything in this life, but I hope he will save me in the next life. Remember, remember."
As soon as he closed his eyes, still remembering the expectant look in his master's eyes at that time, the head of Songyun Sect sighed deeply: "If you want to establish a disciple as the head of the sect, you must break the heavenly gate and become a Yin Shen. If you can't even do this, I will... Why do you become the chief disciple?"
"But to establish a direct successor, you need to break through the Heavenly Gate and become a Yin Shen. Shouldn't I bypass it?" Song Zhi said with unwillingness, struggling to argue, and was a little unconvinced: "And there are people who proposed to establish Pei Ziyun as the direct successor. Many elders support the promotion, and Elder Zhao even proposed to make Pei Ziyun the head disciple."
Song Zhi murmured that this was his biggest fear.
"Huh, how can this be the same? What virtues and abilities do you have? Only by my full support and cooperation in everything can you achieve some small achievements. Do you know that I, the leader, cannot have exclusive power in everything? Making you my direct disciple has already caused people to gossip."
"And Pei Ziyun has great achievements. Although he was protected by Junior Brother Zhao on the way, he was able to kill casual cultivators, martial artists, and cavalry before. Which of these things was he not able to do by himself?"
"This kind of martial arts is already amazing, and the martial arts strategy is even more amazing."
"Zhongjie Yuan, writing famous articles, saving the governor, pacifying the Japanese policy, and finding the true king for the ancestor. With all these deeds and great achievements, I have blocked the promotion of the direct successor, which has spoiled the ancestor's feelings and made some elders evil." Zhang Zhang. Men said, and even he felt frightened: "If it wasn't for you, why should I hold back and not let him become the direct heir immediately? There are rules now that can be stuck, and no one can say anything openly, but if Pei Ziyun is one step ahead of you, do you think it's okay? Have the opportunity?"
The headmaster said, with anger in his words. He had worked hard to find the reincarnation of his master because of his kindness in the past life, but he didn't want to be unable to support him in this life, and he was stuck on the Kaitian Gate. In the blink of an eye, several years had passed, and the result was for Pei Ziyun. As he chased after him, all these emotions filled his heart and turned into anger pouring out.
"No, Master, you are the leader, you have the power, why can't you directly make me the leader's disciple?" Song Zhi said with a panicked expression after listening to the leader's words.
"Disciple of the Sect Leader, I am the Sect Leader, and I do have the biggest decision-making power, but the direct elders and the elders are also the same, and there is also the will of the Patriarch of Blessed Land. If I can give it to you directly, why don't I pave the way for you?" The leader shook his head. First of all, these things are not just words.
"Master, please help me." Song Zhi knelt down and begged. After listening to these words, the master sighed deeply: "Don't have any illusions. Although the ancestors were dismembered, they were all in the blessed land. This time Pei Ziyun He has made great achievements and is very popular with the first-generation ancestor. If I hadn't suppressed him, he would have become his direct descendant long ago."
As he said that, the leader suddenly remembered his master's great kindness to him decades ago, and sighed: "That's all, I will shamelessly pave the way for you. You go to Lingxi Cave to understand the secrets of Taoism, and strive to break through the Tianmen and become a Yin God within a year. "
"Pei Ziyun is a genius, and he is now at the seventh level. I'm afraid that he will be able to break through the Tianmen in a year or two. Once he passes, it will be difficult for me to suppress him. This is a rule, and no one can stop it." The leader's face looked a little bit. Liang said coldly: "When you become a Yin Shen and comply with the rules, I will try my best to force you to be the head disciple."
"Yes, Master, I will live up to your expectations and make a breakthrough first before Pei Ziyun." Song Zhi was overjoyed when he heard the master's words.
At this time, Lord Yu Yun walked up the stone steps to the first hall, bowed his head in front of the door, and then walked lightly into the hall. The inside and outside of the hall were completely different. The hall was empty and dark. Apart from the altar and sacrificial vessels, there was only a painting of the remains. , the font sizes of the tablets in front of the shrines are all different.
The first one is naturally Shan Qingzhen, the first generation patriarch. From now on, all the ancestors in the list will be the direct descendants and share the blessed land. There are only three in each generation.
As for the other elders, even if they become Yin gods, they will only live in the world after being disintegrated and cannot share the blessed land. It is extremely difficult for them to grow, and some of them will be reincarnated.
If you don't become a Yin God, you are not even qualified to be reincarnated. You can only follow the arrangements of the underworld.
Yu Yunjun silently bowed his head to Master Shan Qing, bowed in front of a picture, took a stick of incense and inserted it into the incense burner. With a wave of his hand, the incense ignited, and little bits of smoke floated up and dispersed into the void.
As the spiritual fragrance dissipated, Yu Yunjun prayed, and a little spiritual light appeared in the void, turning into a human figure, looking like a young girl in a fairy dress.
"Master, I have something important to report." Yu Yunjun said with a salute.
"Lingxiang communicates with the blessed land, something must be going on, but something big happened in the door?" the girl asked.
"Grandmaster, it's natural. My disciple Pei Ziyun is very spiritual, and he won the imperial title for the first generation of patriarchs. Originally, we and several senior brothers submitted a request to the master to be accepted as direct descendants. We didn't want to be rejected by the master for not entering the Tianmen, but Song Zhi Before the Tianmen was broken, I promoted my direct descendants for their merits in the master's sect. I hope Master will learn from this."
"We all know about the imperial edict. The True Lord is still receiving the gift. At this time, ghosts, gods and immortals within hundreds of miles have gathered to congratulate. As for this matter..." The girl looked a little surprised when she heard that. She practiced hard on weekdays, and the yin and yang were separated and did not interfere. , listening to Yu Yunjun’s report, his expression changed and he hesitated.
"Yes, it's not just that. According to what Pei Ziyun said, he was afraid that someone would secretly hide the Taoist talismans. The Taoist Taoists of the Holy Prison Sect could not make a sneak attack. This implies that people from our sect were secretly communicating and passing on the news."
"After I got the news, I asked Senior Brother Zhao Ning and two elders to secretly support Pei Ziyun all the way to Beijing."
"What?" The girl heard that the previous incident was relatively calm. When she heard that someone was plotting against her, she was startled. As long as the sect's affairs comply with the rules, these ancestors usually do not interfere, but if someone betrays the sect, the rules set by the sect's ancestors are for Designed for these people.
"I understand. The celebration of the Blessed Land has not yet ended, and the immortals have not dispersed. After this period of time, I will communicate with other ancestors about this matter. But there is no evidence now, so don't worry about it. I will talk about it next time when traces are exposed. ." The girl said angrily.
"Master, I didn't think anything of it. I just wanted to report. If I guessed correctly, it must be Song Zhi, or there may be someone secretly from another sect in the sect, but he is not strong enough to hide the Taoist talisman." Yu Yunjun sighed and said.
"No matter what, the leader is the leader. Unless he has some selfish motives and ruins the overall situation, there is nothing we can do. Now we have to stop the establishment of a direct successor. This is the only way."
"I see that Pei Ziyun's blessings are endless. The fact that you have this disciple is not only a blessing for you, but also a blessing for my lineage. You must support me and give our lineage's resources to this son. As long as your disciple is broken Tianmen has become a yin god, and even the master can't stop it." The girl thought for a while and said.
"With the Patriarch of Blessed Land watching, the overall situation will not be messed up, but you must pay attention to the small details. Many things may be big or small, so you must be careful."
"Yes, Master, I must be cautious." Yu Yunjun bowed his head, and as the words fell, the girl disappeared and disappeared.
"Huh, this matter has been taken care of by the ancestor. Let me see how you masters and disciples can make things worse. As long as Pei Ziyun breaks through the Tianmen this time and becomes a Yin God, not only the direct descendant, but also the head disciple can compete!" Yu Yunjun stood up and smiled. , I felt a lot relieved and full of expectations for Pei Ziyun.
(End of chapter)