Yinshan Record

Chapter 45 Teaching the Dharma
It was him!

Su Che looked at the Taoist priest with gray hair and a youthful appearance and immediately understood who this person was.

As the old Taoist priest just said, the Taoist sects in the world are divided into various schools and lineages. Regardless of the level of their Taoist practices or the lineage of their direct and indirect lineages, the three most prevalent sects in the world are the Celestial Masters, the Yellow Heaven, and the Divine Firmament.

Among them, Shenxiao Dao is a newly emerging sect, while Tianshi Dao and Huangtian Dao are both long-established major sects.

The cultivation level of the leader of Huangtiandao is unknown, but the six instructors within the sect are all third-rank immortals of the Daoist school.

The old lion in the heart of Xuan Mountain was only a third-rank official when it was alive.

The Su family of Duling has revered Huangtiandao for generations. Inside the ancestral hall, there is a special ancestral hall to enshrine portraits of high-ranking Huangtiandao practitioners with whom the family has connections.

Su Che had previously visited the Ancestral Hall in Jiankang. The portraits in the hall were lifelike, and there was a constant fragrance even without burning incense.

Wei Zhisheng was one of the figures in the Ancestral Hall. He also had a Taoist name, Yu Lizi. His cultivation level was unknown, but according to records, he had a relationship with the Su family more than 300 years ago. He was ranked second among the portraits in the Ancestral Hall.

"So it is Immortal Master Wei. This junior of the Su Clan greets Immortal Master."

As Su Che was about to perform a grand ceremony of worship, Wei Daoren flicked his whisk, and a strange force held Su Che up, preventing him from bowing down.

"If you want to worship, there will be plenty of time later; there's no need to rush."

Old Wei looked at Qingqiu, who was holding an umbrella beside him.

"This young lady looks kind."

Qingqiu was a little worried, thinking that his limited cultivation level might not be able to fool this Taoist priest whose cultivation level he didn't know.

However, this body is merely a paper doll transformed into a physical form; what kind of benevolent appearance could it possibly have?
"This servant greets the master."

With a quick wit, she curtsied, holding up the umbrella, and said, "This servant's cultivation is insufficient, so I can only carry the umbrella..."

"This Heavenly Demon Soul Splitting Technique is convenient when first used, but it becomes troublesome as one's cultivation deepens. If you intend to explore the Great Dao in the future, please use this technique with caution."

The Taoist's eyes seemed to hold endless thunder and lightning.

In just one glance, Qingqiu sensed that her split soul was showing signs of instability.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Sang from the Cloud Recesses of the East Sea, are you related to the young lady?"

"It is my aunt."

When Qingqiu heard him mention the names of his family elders, he suddenly realized something.

Mo Sang was her aunt's given name. Ever since her aunt reached the fourth level of cultivation, the name Mo Sang had rarely been heard.

What level of cultivation does this Taoist priest possess that he dares to address my aunt by her given name?

"The demonic sect values ​​bloodlines, while the Daoist sect values ​​lineage. The aura of the cloud fox on you is profound, and it cannot be hidden from me." Wei Daoren tapped Su Che with the tip of his whisk: "And what is the relationship between you and Young Master Su?"

Qingqiu glanced at Su Che beside her, and even with her quick wit, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Judging from the Taoist priest's words just now, he is clearly a person who hates evil as much as he hates it.

This communication between humans and demons might be against his taboos.

It's such a hassle; saying the wrong thing could lead to someone using it as a seed for their own purposes.

"We dare not deceive you, Daoist Master, the two of us..."

Without thinking, Su Che spoke haltingly, as if he couldn't explain the relationship between the two.

As this Taoist priest Wei just said, persuading people to do good is futile and should not be about adhering to the so-called distinction between right and wrong.

Wei Daoren glanced at the little fox: "The young lady's background is actually higher than his, so she's probably marrying down."

The little fox babbled incoherently, unsure of what to say. "The secrets here are not to be shared with six ears. Since you have not yet entered this realm, please excuse us for a moment, young lady."

As Wei Daoren spoke, he raised his sleeve, and in an instant, the little fox disappeared.

Goodness, Su Che looked at Wei Daoren's black sleeves. Could it be the supernatural power of "a universe hidden in the sleeve"?
"I returned to my sect a few days ago, but I didn't expect something so serious to happen at home." Wei Daoren shook his whisk, and a yellow cloud the size of a lotus flower flew out from his sleeve.

The yellow cloud, the size of a lotus flower, spun around and transformed into the size of a millstone.

"Come up."

Yu Lizi shook his whisk.

"A few years ago, I went to the outer realm of the Nine Heavens to collect the purest and most profound essence. I never expected that after several years, something would happen to my family."

Su Che stood on the yellow clouds, feeling as if he were wearing a pair of cloud-made boots, which was indescribably comfortable.

Yellow clouds rose with the wind, gradually ascending straight into the blue sky.

Yu Lizi gradually rose above the clouds, landing over Shanyin County. His eyes flashed like lightning as he scanned the undulating mountains of Shanyin County from left to right.

"About several hundred years ago, I heard that someone in the Bailudong Academy wrote 'Explanation of the Diagram of the Supreme Ultimate,' and later someone wrote 'An Explanation of the Diagram of the Supreme Ultimate.' Confucianism has always upheld the distinction between humanity and morality, taking benevolence and righteousness as the foundation of its doctrines. Bailudong Academy's attempt to use Confucianism to analyze the changes between heaven and humanity was a groundbreaking achievement. Although I am a Taoist, I am happy to see it succeed."

"The White Deer Cave interpretation, after much deliberation, revealed a solution: a hero is the spark that ignites chaos. For the world to enjoy lasting peace, the only way is to eliminate those who might become the rulers of chaos. They want to sweep away the future king, whether it's the Northern Kingdom or the Southern Dynasty, and they are naturally happy to see it happen. That's just how things are."

“Your previous situation was probably similar.” Wei Zhisheng turned his eyes to look at Su Che: “I went to the Nine Heavens Outer Domain to cultivate for several years. I thought that with your uncle in charge of the Su family, there would be no problem. But I did not expect that the White Deer Cave would act so recklessly to this extent.”

"Su Che, look down below."

Su Che stood on a cloud and looked down.

All that could be seen were verdant mountains, emerald waves like ribbons, city walls like bountiful fruits formed on the earth, and the official road as distant as a thin line, with human habitation barely visible.

As the sun was about to reach its zenith, its essence was spreading everywhere, and only he and Yu Lizi stood in the wind between heaven and earth.

"Or you could go home and live a wealthy life. With me and your uncle around, I doubt Bailudong will pressure you too much."

"Or follow me in cultivation, drink the essence of the sun and moon, swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, ascend to heaven and view the vast ocean. The disciples of my Huangtiandao are destined to be emperors, and will also be the Lord of Mount Tai and the Qinghua Emperor."

Is this still a choice?

Su Che immediately knelt down on the cloud.

"This disciple wishes to follow my revered master in cultivation. Worldly riches and affections will henceforth have nothing to do with me..."

"Didn't you just find a cloud fox?"

"This disciple was ignorant, but fortunately, my esteemed teacher has enlightened me. I have let go of all past grievances and attachments..."

"Okay."

Yu Liong flicked his tail.

"You don't need to spout so much high-sounding rhetoric. I am a direct disciple of the head of the Huangtian Dao sect, and I am one of the most prominent figures in the Daoist world. According to the rules of our Daoist sect, disciples must pass seven trials before they can be accepted into our ranks. All your flowery words are useless."

Su Che kept his eyes down, listening to the judgment.

"Today I will pass on to you a set of the 'Zhou Jue Yin Tian Secret Manual.' Without the manual, there is no Dao. This method is a secret transmission of my Yellow Heaven. It is not written down, but transmitted from heart to heart. If you can master the thirty-six secret manuals within three weeks, then you will be considered my disciple. If you cannot, then your affinity is shallow, and you can only be considered a nominal disciple here."

Yu Lizi finished speaking and pressed the tip of her right finger directly onto Su Che's forehead.

Instantly, a set of ancient characters appeared in Su Che's mind.

(End of this chapter)