As early as when he was a child in Zhongnan, Yan Yun had cleaned up the storage bags seized during the fierce battle in Lianyun Village.
Chifeng and Xukongzi are worth a lot of money, but the storage bags of the other Lingtai realm monks cannot be seen. Except for a few magic weapons and some spiritual stones, there is nothing else.
On the other hand, those disciples of the Meng Ling Sect each had hundreds of spirit stones around their waists. While they were impressive, they also couldn't help but feel sad. Was this ill-gotten wealth obtained by killing many immortal cultivators?
Yan Yun divided the spirit stones he obtained into five equal parts, each person got one, and the rest of the materials and magical tools were divided accordingly.
The storage bag that Yu Zhenzi gave to Yan Yun included the Spirit-Slaying Sword, and he handed it over to Li Zhen. She was the guardian of Xiao Zhongnan Mountain designated by the master. He could not touch it. He did not look at what was in it at all.
Yan Yun also made arrangements for several special items.
One was the Dharma plate of the "Nine Ghost Saha Formation", which he gave a good omen, the Giant Spirit Sword was given to Yuantai, and Qingchan got a rare pill furnace for refining pills.
In addition, each of these Lingtai realm monks copied a copy of the exercises, secret techniques, etc. Although it is not of much use, it can be used as a reference; and the miscellaneous books on weapon refining, formations, etc. It is a rare treasure, and everyone should have a copy of it, so that they can refer to it in their spare time.
As for the materials and techniques obtained from the monks and disciples of the Lingtai Realm of the Mengling Sect, they belong to the Yin system, so Yan Yun does not need to share them equally with several senior brothers, and they are all collected by him.
There will always be unexpected gains when you have more storage bags.
Yan Yun found a manuscript called "The Netherworld Sutra" from the storage bag of a monk who was probably a monk in the Lingtai Realm of Meng Ling Sect. For some unknown reason, this sutra was not included in the jade talisman, and the copied content was incomplete. It's incomplete. It seems that this sutra was copied secretly. Because of time constraints, the first half of it copied the materials and methods for refining the Nether Soul Flag. The second half is about the various methods of condensing the Ghost King. The first method was not copied. After that, it suddenly stopped.
The method of refining the Nether Soul Flag in "Netherworld Sutra" is more comprehensive and more detailed than that in "The Guide to Dead Souls", which will undoubtedly save Yan Yun from many detours.
The first method of condensing the Ghost King in the Netherworld Sutra is rather mysterious, saying that it involves entering the Netherworld to summon him in some way.
When Yan Yun first met Li Ao in the palace of Dayu King, the other party used the "Purple River Cart" to refine the little ghost clothes, which was another way to condense the ghost king.
Yan Yun did not find the jade talisman containing the "Dead Soul Leading" and "Devil Drawing Technique" from the Mengling Sect monk's storage bag. It can be seen that although Li Ao and the Mengling Sect monks have the same origin, their identities are different.
To be precise, what Li Ao learned was more comprehensive. Even the Lingtai realm monks of Meng Ling Sect had to secretly copy and condense the methods of the Ghost King.
Moreover, Taoist Li Ao's robe was embroidered with the same ghost head as the old man with the curly beard, but the robes of the Meng Ling Sect monks were not, only the colors were the same.
Yan Yun speculated that the status of the old man with the beard and Li Du, Li Ao and his son must be higher than that of the Meng Ling Sect cultivators. Perhaps the relationship between the two is similar to the relationship between the Nanshan Sect and the Biyun Peak, Black Water Pool and other sects. One belongs to Shangzong, a branch or servant sect that is attached to the Shangzong.
However, Meng Ling Sect itself is also very powerful and ambitious, and Yan Yun is only a Qi Condensation Realm monk, so Scar dares to attack Yan Yun, who is wearing a ghost-headed Taoist robe.
After careful counting, Yan Yun found that he was only short of refining the Netherworld Soul Flag, a spiritual plant named "Netherworld Moon Realm".
As for refining the Nether Soul Flag, more preparation work is required. The four skills of weapon refining, medicine refining, refining, and formation must be improved to a certain level.
Yan Yun obtained a large number of Yin-Gathering Stones, which need to be used in conjunction with a formation, called the Yin-Gathering Formation, to increase the success rate of refining the artifacts.
The materials and formation methods are available, but Yan Yun doesn't know the formation method, and he still needs to learn it in the long run.
Of course, he has now become a disciple of the Nanshan Sect. With the profound knowledge of the sect, it is much easier for him to learn formations or quickly master other miscellaneous subjects than in the past.
Yan Yun and Qing Chan each returned to their own courtyards and were about to rest for a while when a small paper kite folded into the shape of a flying bird stuck to the light screen outside the blessed place.
Zhiyuan said: "Brothers Yanyun and Qingchan, please quickly change into your sect's robes and follow me to the ancestral hall!"
When Yan Yun and Qing Chan came out after hearing the news, there was a boy driving a carriage waiting outside the blessed place.
This is of course not an ordinary carriage. The horse is a strong horse, all white, with wings on its ribs and auspicious clouds growing under its feet.
The car is forged from fragrant wood. It seems to be very light in texture, but the structure is very strong. There is not even a gap in the joints, and it seems to be cast as a whole.
The boy seemed a little impatient for waiting. As soon as Yanyun and Qingchan got on the bus, he slapped Pegasus on the butt without even saying a word.
As a result, Pegasus rose straight up from a dry land and reached an altitude of thirty feet, which was exactly parallel to the height of the Yanhe Peak mountainside. Then Pegasus quickly leveled off and galloped towards the giant peak at the center of Nanshan Sect.
If Yan Yun hadn't caught Qingchan quickly with his sharp eyesight, she would have been thrown away with her thin and petite body.
But the boy was content and contented, sitting sideways on the back of the Pegasus, his feet dangling uncontrollably.
"Senior brother, can you slow down a little?" Yan Yun said.
Neither he nor Qing Chan are weak people. Although the wind is strong in the sky, they can be shielded by directing the body-protecting Qi. However, they are new to Nanshan Sect, so it would be good to take this opportunity to take a good look at the scenery of the sect.
"No, you are in a hurry. You have come upon a good time. You can pay homage to the ancestor as soon as you join the sect today. Some senior brothers have been waiting for months and have been waiting for a long time." The boy did not look back. Not only did he not slow down, he also He slapped Pegasus on the butt.
The Pegasus pulled the two of them and flew faster!
About an hour later, Pegasus approached the foot of the giant peak at the center of Nanshan Sect.
"This giant peak is called Tianzhu. It is the place where the ancestors ascended and the place where our ancestors practiced. You can't come here normally, so you should take a good look." Despite the boy's words, the speed of driving the Pegasus did not slow down at all. , as for whether Yan Yun and Qing Chan can really appreciate the beauty of Tianzhu Peak, that is none of his business.
Of course, there was a reason why the boy was so impatient. In a pine forest at the foot of Tianzhu Peak, there stood a magnificent hall.
The Patriarch's Hall is a solemn and solemn place, and its architectural style is also different from other places.
The main wall of the entire hall building is made of a single piece of gray-white boulder. Only the roof is a wooden structure, which is high in the middle and low at both ends. It is in an irregular wavy shape. At first glance, it looks like a towering mountain. mound.
On the ground paved with huge stones in front of the main hall, there are probably hundreds of disciples waiting eagerly.
When the disciples saw the speeding car that had just arrived, many couldn't help but be happy, and there were also some who were full of complaints.
"It's coming, it's coming, hey, after waiting for a long time, it's finally here."
"It's such a big genealogy. To pay homage to the ancestor, so many senior brothers are waiting here."
"Maybe he has a good background?"
"You have a great background? Can you be greater than Senior Brother Tian He?"
"Senior Brother Tian He, it's true that he wants to join the Battle Master Hall and endure the hardship even though he can take shortcuts..."
The monks spoke openly, obviously deliberately letting Yan Yun and Qing Chan, who had not yet stepped off the carriage, hear them to show their dissatisfaction.
These people's words are full of flattery towards "Tian He", and they don't know who he is.
In front of the Patriarch's Hall stood a tall and tall young man, about the same age as Yan Yun, with a handsome appearance. He was already at the seventh level of Qi Condensation Realm, and was only one step away from the Lingtai Realm.
He put his hands behind his back and stared at the plaque on the Patriarch's Hall, not knowing what he was thinking.
He was alone, and the other disciples kept a certain distance from him, leaving a large open space for him.
When other people's flattering words reached his ears, he turned a deaf ear, with a sneer on his lips.
This person must be Tian He who is highly regarded by the cultivators.
"Senior brothers, I just entered the sect today and rushed to the Patriarch's Hall. If there was any delay, I would be helpless. I'm sorry." Yan Yun said, holding his fists.
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. When Yan Yun spoke like this, it was inconvenient for the cultivators present to continue to express their dissatisfaction.
"I wonder which mountain top my senior brother is on, whose sect he belongs to, and which palace he is assigned to?" someone asked.
"He is a disciple of Master Yanhe at Yuxu Peak and is assigned to the Spiritual Cultivation Hall."
"Oh, senior brother, he was able to pay homage to the ancestor and serve in the spiritual cultivation hall just after he arrived. It is extraordinary. I admire him. Congratulations, senior brother."
The disciples who can go to the Spiritual Training Hall are all accomplished in miscellaneous studies. No matter which one they are proficient in, they are enough to make people want to win over them.
After all, in the process of cultivating immortals, in addition to the exercises and spells themselves, miscellaneous knowledge can greatly help with magical powers, and there is no guarantee that Yan Yun will be needed in the future.
Therefore, when Yan Yun came out of the distribution hall, a dozen of his fellow disciples gathered around him and exchanged a few words to get acquainted with each other.
Only then did Yan Yun know that if he wanted to become a formal disciple of the Nanshan Sect, he had to go through various tests. Only if he passed the test could he be qualified to enter the Ancestral Master Hall. Before that, he could only be regarded as a registered disciple of the sect.
Because Yan Yun is a talisman maker, he directly skips the test.
Qingchan looked around, hoping to see Ji Zhao and Yuantai, but she couldn't find any sign of them even after looking through her autumn eyes. It was obvious that they were classified as registered disciples and were not qualified to pay homage to the ancestor.
At this time, a Lingtai Realm monk came to the front of the hall quietly and stopped at the main entrance.
"Quiet -" a disciple shouted immediately when he saw the person coming.
"To make a long story short, let me read the sect rules to you first. I hope you will always remember them!" The Lingtai realm monk read out the sect's ten rules to all the disciples. These ten rules can be boiled down to one, which is to be loyal to the sect.
"Okay, enter the palace!" After the Lingtai Realm monk finished speaking, he took the lead in entering the Patriarch's Palace.
The hall was filled with rituals and music, and the Lingtai realm monks stood by the door, beckoning the cultivators to enter.
Tian He did his part and stepped in first, followed closely by the other cultivators.
The entire hall in the temple is probably no more than a hundred feet tall. Except for a few towering stone pillars, there is nothing else around. Looking up, it seems that the roof has shrunk.
Although he was surrounded by fellow students, Yan Yun felt like he was standing in the wilderness, with the sky and the earth so vast and the people as small as ants.
At this time, another loud voice sounded.
"end--"
Then, everyone stopped again and looked eagerly ahead.
At this moment, a majestic river appeared in front of everyone. On the top of the snow-capped peaks, on the vast sky, an innate Bagua pattern appeared.
The clouds in the sky are rolling, containing colorful rays of light. The innate Bagua moves slowly and suddenly sinks down, from the sky to the earth, imprinting on the vast and undulating land.
The earth roared, like thousands of troops and horses roaring in, and like six dragons taking advantage of the moment. The earth's crust shook, roared, fissured, and bulged. Blue, white, and gray rays of light shot out from the ground and dispersed in the sky, as if the earth was shocked. Immediately afterwards, a huge red rock flow burst out of the earth, and then divided into six, extending rapidly in six directions. Countless peaks rose from the ground, towering peaks, verdant green, snow The light shines, and the supreme power of heaven accompanies the earth!
This scene was so shocking that even if Yan Yun had seen the shock when the old man with the beard drove the huge net, he would still feel breathless when faced with the majesty of the growth of all things.
Then, a stone wall soared to the sky from the top of the river. On it was engraved the innate Bagua pattern, the intersection of yin and yang, and the heavenly book without words!
A middle-aged monk with a Taoist and celestial spirit was sitting on the top of the mountain, with his hair band fluttering and his long beard slightly raised, but his back was facing the direction of Bagua.
"Kowtow to the ancestor -" the loud voice sounded again.
All the disciples moved upon hearing the sound and bowed down together.
The moment everyone hit the ground with their knees, an invisible pressure, like a mountain or an abyss, lingered in the hearts of the monks, but no one dared to breathe.
After three prayers, a loud voice gave the command to "leave the venue after the ceremony".
As a result, all the disciples retreated in unison.
Then, the ten-foot-high door slowly closed.
From the beginning to the end, no one knew the name of the ancestor of the Nanshan Sect, and no one even knew what he looked like.
He only had a silhouette, appearing for a moment at the right time and then disappearing.
Yan Yun felt that the process of visiting the shrine was a bit strange, but he couldn't explain why.
