"Fellow Daoist Jiang, please come this way."
Leader Meng stopped taking him around, obviously knowing that continuing to do so would only add to the fun, and would make others look down on him.
Jiang Yun followed him back the same way.
The two of them walked towards the unique Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.
It has to be said that compared with all the wooden houses, thatched houses and stone houses on the entire mountain, this Taoist temple is simply a very magnificent building. To build this Taoist temple, it will definitely cost a huge amount of financial and material resources.
"This is the foundation of my little puppet sect. It was built by the generation of ancestors who escaped from Martial God Island."
Head Meng looked at the magnificent hall in front of him, with deep memories and longing flashing in his eyes. "This Taoist temple has been here since I joined the Little Puppet Sect. It has gone through many ups and downs and is probably older than me."
"There were also many seniors passing by who thought there might be some rare treasures left by the ancestors in this Taoist temple. After walking around, they found that there were no hairs inside, so they left disappointed."
"Please come in."
He raised his hand to invite Jiang Yun in.
As he walked, he said, "Here is the mourning hall of the ancestors of my sect. In addition, there are some spiritual and Taoist teachings of the acquired realm. They are all unfashionable things. Even thieves will be disgusted when they come in."
Two people entered it.
Jiang Yun looked around and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
The Taoist temple is indeed as it says, mostly bare. Except for a large number of mourning halls placed directly opposite the gate, there are some bookshelves and shelves on both sides, and a few stone sculptures for simple decoration. Other than that, you can see everything at a glance. .
"Head Meng."
Jiang Yun said doubtfully, "With all due respect, with your strength at the Golden Core stage, you can obviously take your disciples to the city to find other jobs to make a living, but you will never live in such poverty. Why..."
"Fellow Daoist Jiang wants to ask me why I always stay at the mountain gate?" Head Meng sighed slightly, "Do you know why my little puppet sect is in such a predicament and can still appear in my golden elixir realm?"
Jiang Yun shook his head. In fact, he was also confused.
This mountain top is so poor, but there is someone who can successfully practice in the Golden Core Realm. It would be a lie to say that you are not curious.
"My cultivation level was actually passed down to me by my master." Head Meng said in an astonishing way.
"Transfer the power?"
Jiang Yun was taken aback. He had heard about the practice of transferring skills in the underground network. This was a magical secret technique that could pass one's own cultivation to a disciple, and then make the disciple quickly gain powerful strength.
Generally, few casual cultivators or even sects know this secret technique.
"I heard that the person who teaches the skills will die after passing on his cultivation. At the same time, the people who are taught the skills also have various restrictions. Some even have difficulty in making further progress in their lifelong cultivation?" Jiang Yun stopped, he Not very clear, there was a hint of questioning in his tone.
Head Meng nodded lightly.
After receiving the confirmation, Jiang Yun understood clearly that the most important thing in the Golden Elixir period was the understanding of his own 'Tao'.
But when it comes to transferring skills, the person being taught the skills does not have his or her own understanding of the Tao, but is imposed by others. Naturally, it is impossible for him to continue to understand the Tao. Because he doesn't even have a foundation, how can he talk about progress?
"My golden elixir stage actually has stronger combat power than ordinary foundation builders, so it is naturally impossible for me to go out and wander around. Moreover, the master who taught me my cultivation once said that I must guard this Taoist temple. He kept talking about it all day long. If Puppet Gate wants to revitalize, it cannot do without this Taoist temple.”
As he spoke, he smiled bitterly.
"That's why I've been living deep in the mountains, because I'm not proficient in fighting and killing, and the Tao I understand doesn't have much fighting power. It's better to help the master guard this Taoist temple, keep a trace of the incense inheritance of the little puppet sect, and wait for one day Someone appears who can revitalize the little puppet door."
"I see." This finally solved Jiang Yun's doubts as to why a Jindan lived such a poor and elegant life.
But he was still a little curious and asked, "Your master said that the revitalization of the sect is related to this Taoist temple. Have you never considered whether there are hidden compartments or something like that?"
If his master could say that, he probably wouldn't be out of touch. There's always a reason, right?
"According to the records in the leader's handbook, when my master was young, the Little Puppet Sect was almost destroyed. At that time, everyone thought that the Little Puppet Sect was going to perish. As a result, a mysterious man suddenly came to save the Little Puppet Sect and gave it to the contemporary generation. Master left a message." Master Meng obviously felt that this was not a secret and smiled bitterly at Jiang Yun.
"The hope for the revitalization of the Little Puppet Sect lies in the Taoist temple. This Taoist temple has another purpose. If there is a fate, the Little Puppet Sect will prosper. If not, he will never care about the Little Puppet Sect again."
"Presumably this person is the Patriarch of Dongxu Realm?" Jiang Yun could only think of the Patriarch of Dongxu Realm.
"I don't know. Anyway, the master and his previous head both guessed that he was the second ancestor or the descendant of the ancestor. Otherwise, it is impossible to say that this Taoist temple has a cause. After all, in terms of age, the age of this Taoist temple can be traced back. to hundreds of years ago.”
"Hundreds of years?" Jiang Yun asked in surprise, "Could this Taoist temple be a spiritual weapon?"
"It's really not." Leader Meng shrugged and shook his head in denial, "I had also speculated whether this thing could be a spiritual weapon. After all, no building can last for such a long time. No matter how I perceived it later, I couldn't detect anything about this Taoist temple. The reaction is probably not a spiritual weapon, but made of some very precious material."
"Yes, if it is a spiritual weapon, it will definitely be able to sense fluctuations."
The two of them chatted and hung out in the Taoist temple for a long time.
Just when Jiang Yun lost interest in the Taoist temple and was planning to buy some things and go home, the formation in his mind started to spin again!
He looked shocked.
Every time the formation rotates, it's not easy. There must be something terrible discovered by the formation that will wake it up. When he followed the formation's guidance, he soon discovered where the secrets of the entire Taoist temple were hidden.
Head Meng, who noticed the change in his expression, looked at him suspiciously.
Jiang Yun stood blankly for a while, then began to walk forward again. In front of him were rows of memorial tablets of past leaders. Jiang Yun stood in front of them and bowed slowly.
Realizing that Jiang Yun's eyes were fixed on the highest spiritual tablet, Master Meng kindly explained, "This spiritual tablet is my ancestor who led the sect to Martial God Island in the Kongming Realm."
"Why doesn't this spiritual tablet have a name?"
That's right, the card in the highest position actually has no name! There is just a cliché like mourning the ancestor.
"It is said that it was because the juniors had just escaped from Martial God Island at that time and were afraid of being chased by other sects, so they did not dare to set up the sign openly. Including the small puppet sect, it was changed back after decades."
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, what are you..."
Before Master Meng could finish speaking, Jiang Yun suddenly raised his hand, and his soul wave fell on the highest plaque in the last row.
There seemed to be nothing unusual about the plaque. Neither the soul nor the aura could change the fact that it was a piece of rotten wood. But at this moment, the formation in Jiang Yun's mind suddenly controlled the bloody figure to rush out of Jiang Yun's mouth. It seemed that It was as if Jiang Yun spit out a mouthful of blood.
"How dare you...!" Head Meng was shocked. This was the spiritual tablet of his ancestor. How dare you drop blood on it.
In anger, he would take action to stop him.
However, Jiang Yun was stronger than him. He quickly reached out with his right hand and firmly grasped the wrist of Master Meng, preventing Master Meng from moving at all.
The next moment, something magical happened. The writing on the last plaque slowly disappeared, and the black on the entire plaque also dissipated, revealing golden light, and the entire plaque became extremely golden.
Immediately, writing began to appear on the golden plaque.
Jiang Yun gently let go of his hand and no longer grabbed the wrist of Head Meng. At this time, Head Meng's eyes were fixed on the spiritual tablet that had undergone tremendous changes, and he was filled with thoughts.
"The material on this is extremely special. Normal wiping or using the power of spiritual energy and soul are ineffective. He seems to be able to block the detection of spiritual energy and spiritual soul." Jiang Yun raised his hand to withdraw the blood, and the bloody figure quietly fell into the sea of consciousness again.
"But if it is wiped with blood containing spiritual energy, it will be enough to reveal its true form."
Jiang Yun also took advantage of the opportunity to scan the handwriting and immediately understood the reason. Head Meng on the side did not reply to Jiang Yun. He carefully looked at the handwriting on the tablet. After a moment, he slowly sighed in shock.
"It turns out that this is the inheritance hall left to us by our ancestors!"
According to what is said on the plaque, this Taoist temple is a treasure left by the founder who left the sect. Only the founder can activate it. Others, as long as their realm is not higher than that of the ancestor, will not realize that this Taoist temple is a treasure. .
The tablet also said that there are two major mental methods in this inheritance hall.
One of them is the Xiaopuppet Sect's inherited mental method that he modified, called "The Sutra of All Things", but it has extremely high requirements for practitioners, and it may be difficult for future generations to successfully practice it. The other mental method was a simple modification of the mental method created by his previous senior brother, which was also derived from the inherited mental method "Shuntian Heart Sutra".
In addition, there are still many Taoist teachings left behind. I hope that future generations will not bite off more than they can chew.
If you want to obtain these two mental methods and those Tao methods, you must open them by the current head of the Little Puppet Sect. If others want to forcefully search for them, it will definitely trigger the Taoist temple's defense mechanism, and the Taoist temple will block itself.
"Um?"
After reading the news, Jiang Yun turned his head to see what Leader Meng meant, but found that his brows were almost furrowed to the tip of his nose.
Sensing Jiang Yun's gaze, Master Meng came back to his senses and hurriedly bowed respectfully, "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Jiang for solving the centuries-old mystery of my sect. My little puppet sect may become a great success in my generation, all thanks to Fellow Daoist Jiang." .”
"It's also luck." Jiang Yun replied with a smile, but in his heart he was secretly wary of whether the other party would kill someone and silence him.
"It's actually right here. The secret that all the ancestors have been waiting for for hundreds of years is actually the spiritual position of the first ancestor." Head Meng muttered in disbelief, "That's true, who would have thought of this."
I kept mumbling for a long time, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Yun was still beside me.
"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Jiang, you see I'm so excited right now."
Jiang Yun's smile became calmer, he shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, the sect is prosperous, as a leader would do. In the future, if the little puppet sect becomes strong, I may have to rely on my relationship with Leader Meng."
"You're welcome!"
Head Meng reacted immediately and slapped his head suddenly, "Look at my head, Daoyou Jiang, you have done such a great favor to my little puppet sect, so that we may be prosperous in this generation. We will definitely not dare to forget Daoyou Jiang's contribution." . However, the sect has nothing to offer now, so let’s do this. As long as you find the mental method and the Tao method, let your Taoist friends observe it. If you want to practice, you can do it, but you must leave the original to us. As for the Tao method, you can like it. If so, can I give you two original copies and leave the rubbing copy to us?"
"I don't dare to take it for nothing. If there is someone I like, just ask Master Meng to make an offer at his discretion. At the same time, I also promise that God knows about this matter, you know it and I know it, and I will never leak it out to cause trouble for the little puppet sect. ." Jiang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing the sincerity in his words, he probably wouldn't want to kill himself to silence him. .
It's a lie to say that they don't want to see the inner thoughts left behind by their ancestor. Although his Shenyuan Palace can cultivate to the golden elixir stage, he is still a little reluctant in spiritual energy cultivation. If he could get a better spiritual practice book, he could even spend money to buy it.
Leader Meng on the other side also lost his composure just now, and now he was frightened after reacting.
Jiang Yun's golden elixir is a real golden elixir. If he is greedy and wants to fight for it, he will definitely kill everyone who sees him today without leaking the news. It is simply impossible to compete with him based on his own strength at the golden elixir stage, so he simply lets others watch him generously, betting that the opponent's character will not be too greedy or overly bloodthirsty.
The moment the two knew that there was a treasure in the palace, they were both afraid that the other would kill them, and they became wary of each other.
