I have Immortality In The Cultivation World
Chapter 437: The Decline of the SectAtop Mysterious Primordial Mountain.
A solitary Daoist temple.
It covered two to three acres, and from afar the pavilions and towers were quite imposing.
Only upon drawing nearer could one see that most of the palaces were desolate, with not even a simple formation set up for concealment. Some of the doors and windows had even been removed, it was unclear whether they had been sold or burned.
Zhou Yi pretended to be surprised and said, “Master, isn’t the Mysterious Primordial Sect one of the top sects in the Continent?”
“Cough cough cough cough!”
Ling Weizi coughed awkwardly. Having finally found a disciple with top-notch Spirit Root, he had to pass on the lineage and hold on to him. After spinning his eyes, he spoke.
“Do you know of the Heavenly Court?”
“Of course, disciple knows, the abode of Celestial Gods as told in legends, ruling over all beings in heaven and earth. The Mountain God worshipped in our village is a Righteous God from Heavenly Court, which even requires two large fatty pigs every year!”
Before coming to Mysterious Primordial Mountain, Zhou Yi had celebrated more than a decade in the mundane world and had come to understand that Heavenly Court had become the myth in the eyes of the common folk, replacing the messy, disorganized beliefs of the past.Of course, this had much to do with the Heavenly Court Righteous Gods diligently pursuing heretic deities everywhere.
The once glorious multitude of religions had now dwindled down to a few Evil God sects, which occasionally flickered briefly into existence.
Evil sacrifices and licentious rituals, one of the ten unforgivable sins in the heavenly laws!
“The Mountain God from the Niu family’s village? You’re talking about Stone Fellow.”
Ling Weizi descended from the clouds and as he walked, he said, “You should diligently cultivate. After you’ve reached Foundation Establishment, your master will take you to pay a visit.”
Zhou Yi showed an admiring look at the perfect moment, “Master is truly powerful, to actually be acquainted with the Mountain God.”
“Haha!”
Ling Weizi laughed with pride, thinking this rural youth, despite his exceptional talent, was easy to fool due to his inexperience. While the iron was hot, he said, “Mountain God? What’s that? The founder of our sect was once a Heavenly Court Righteous God and even called the Heavenly Master his sworn brother.”
Zhou Yi’s face showed surprise. To avoid any conflicts of interest, he had deliberately chosen the Mysterious Primordial Sect, which had no ties with him. Perhaps one of his brothers had switched affiliations? Feigning confusion, he asked.
“Master, I have only heard of the Celestial Emperor, what’s this about a Heavenly Master?”
Ling Weizi looked around, waved his hands to set up a soundproof formation, and spoke in a lowered voice, “Those small sects, how could they possibly be privy to the Heavenly Court’s top secrets? Only the top-tier major sects are privy to such heritage!”
Zhou Yi nodded repeatedly, “Master speaks the truth, the Mysterious Primordial Sect is indeed a top-tier sect!”
Ling Weizi nodded slightly, “Heavenly Master means the master of Heavenly Court, that is, the founder of the Heavenly Court. Because he completely changed the Cultivation World, he incurred heavenly retribution and has been in meditation for a thousand years!”
You’re the one who incurred divine punishment!
Zhou Yi asked, “How did our sect’s founder come to call the Heavenly Master his sworn brother?”
If indeed one of his familiar Daoist friends had become the founder of the Mysterious Primordial Sect, he would need to move to a different region to cultivate in secret to avoid dragging in old acquaintances from the Heavenly Court. ṞÂŊȮBƐṡ
“Before the establishment of Heavenly Court, the Heavenly Master once came to consult with our Founding Master Qing Huan on matters of the Dao. They discussed the Dao for three years and formed a close brotherly bond due to their late meeting, hence they were both friends and mentors to each other.”
Ling Weizi stroked his long beard and said, “The establishment of the Heavenly Court owed much to our founder’s efforts. Now that the sect is in decline, it’s up to young successors like you to restore its former glory!”
Ling Weizi, who often disguised himself as a fortune-telling Daoist to travel in the mundane world seeking disciples, understood well the competitive hearts of the youth. He could easily manipulate them without resorting to divination or spells.
Shout a few slogans, set a grand goal, flatter their bright future, and instantly their spirits would rise and they would howl with enthusiasm!
As for boasting in the name of the Heavenly Master, Ling Weizi was not afraid of repercussions. Firstly, the lineage of the Heavenly Master did not venture out, as long as he stayed away from Qingyun Mountain, what were the chances the Heavenly Master would spring from his grave? Secondly, the Heavenly Master had a wide network of friends, with rumored eight hundred notable and countless unnamed friends. Even his own lineage could not be sure of the exact close friends from the past.
After the death of the Heavenly Master, many sects self-proclaimed that their ancestors were sworn brothers to the Heavenly Master!
The truth of these claims was unknown.
“So that’s how it is.”
Zhou Yi made calculations with his fingers and suddenly comprehended the cause and effect, then, with fists waving, he declared, “Disciple will surely cultivate diligently and glorify the Mysterious Primordial Sect!”
“Such a teachable young lad!”
Ling Weizi sighed in relief internally, having temporarily secured the person. Once his own life span was exhausted and the Daoist lineage and Immortal Register were passed on, they would be protected by the laws of the Heavenly Court, and he would no longer be able to switch allegiances.
As the elder and the youngster conversed, they passed through three gates and arrived at the central hall of Mysterious Primordial Sect.
Inside the hall were three Daoists, one fat, one thin, and a young girl. The fat and thin Daoists appeared to be about thirty years old, and the girl was just a child.
“Today, I had a sudden inkling to divine the heavenly secrets, and indeed after coming down the mountain, I found a bright talent and beautiful gem!”
Ling Weizi introduced them, “Stone, these are your three senior disciples, the fat one is Xuan Jing, the thin one Xuan Xu, and the little one’s Daoist name is Xuan Yu.”
Zhou Yi quickly bowed and said, “Greetings to senior brothers, senior sister!”
The fat and thin senior brothers looked indifferent, and the look they gave Zhou Yi was even a bit pitying, while Xuan Yu blushed with a shy um.
Seeing this situation, Ling Weizi’s face couldn’t quite maintain composure, and he gave a light cough before saying, “This time it’s not me boasting. Your junior brother’s aptitude is comparable to a Heavenly Spiritual Root, and he is surely destined for Core Formation!”
“Heavenly Spiritual Root?”
The fat senior brother Xuan Jing flashed beside Zhou Yi and after conducting an examination said, “Master, please don’t hinder the boy’s future, with a Heavenly Spiritual Root, he will definitely get into the Immortal Register if he joins the Daoist academy.”
Heavenly Court touted equality among all beings, but it wasn’t entirely just.
After all, Spirit Roots are unpredictable, and even the deities of Heavenly Court can’t control them. Only those with Spirit Roots could enter the Daoist academy, eliminating ninety percent of people.
Even among the students in the Daoist academy who possessed Spirit Roots, there were different tiers, and the highest was the Heavenly Spiritual Root. Essentially, unless one was a complete fool, it meant a straight path to the Immortal Register.
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