Yinshan Record

Chapter 771 The Ceremony of Opening the Eight Meridians

The Changsheng Sect's mountain gate was built according to the contours of the mountain, and the entire mountain was filled with buildings belonging to its sect. The entire mountain gate was enveloped by several large formations, making it extremely heavily guarded.

Above the mountain gate, auspicious clouds and mist echoed each other, and if viewed from a distance, one would truly think that this was a celestial abode, a sacred mountain and treasure land.

Su Che followed behind Wan Ying, listening to her explain the various stories and anecdotes about the mountain gate.

I wonder what this woman is thinking. She's been much more friendly than before. Could she be plotting something?
"The sect is divided into eight branches, each named after one of the eight trigrams. The disciples are divided into these eight branches, but in reality, they are three groups. One group is led by Ancestor Danchen and Ancestor Wuwang."

Su Che nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Both of them are immortal beings in the sect, and Ancestor Danchen has even attained the position of Tribulation Law. What is even more remarkable is that these two are master and disciple.

However, Wu Wang Zhenren has been living outside the void for a long time, and Dan Chenzi, although a grandmaster of the Tribulation Law, has long been in seclusion and has not been involved in worldly affairs for many years. In fact, many people in the Longevity Sect have already guessed that this patriarch has long since passed away and that he has set up a deception array to intimidate other forces.

Therefore, although the lineage of Dan Chenzi and Yu Wuwang Zhenren is the strongest on paper, it is actually the weakest branch within the Changsheng Sect.

Besides that, there is the lineage of Venerable Lingkong. This person is also a True Immortal of Longevity, but he attained enlightenment after the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes. His accumulated experience and strength within the sect are naturally incomparable to that of this person.

Therefore, although the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes was not the one with the highest cultivation, his lineage held power and influence within the sect.

As for the so-called leaders of the Eight Meridians, they are full of the demonic sect's emphasis on strength, and all of them are chosen through competition, so naturally there are many ridiculous and absurd situations among them.

For example, a certain female leader today seized her position by scheming against her lover. Wanying described the dramatic love triangle in great detail.

From the very first meeting, she meticulously planned to capture his eye, and then cleverly schemed to drive away her original partner and rise to power. Her cultivation gradually increased, and finally, during a sect competition, she successfully switched sects, climbed to a higher position, and trampled her original partner down.

After many twists and turns, it becomes an excellent new tea.

Wanying's explanation was subtle and insightful, with a unique flavor, indicating that she had studied this person as a role model quite a bit.

However, by observing the small details, Su Che gained a general understanding.

The Immortals of Longevity are high above, and the sect has actually become an arena for a few Void Step cultivators to fight each other, or rather, these Void Step cultivators are all pawns of the Immortals of Longevity.

In this regard, Hua Gu and Jin Yunu are the representatives of the Demon Lord in Hemp Clothes. In addition to them, the other two factions also have two representatives each.

Of the so-called eight chief disciples, six are backed by the Immortal of Longevity, while the remaining two are a way out for most of the demonic disciples within the sect who have succumbed to the prevailing winds.

The Changsheng Cult has not yet reached a zero-sum game; it allows people to not take sides. Of course, the result is that those who do not take sides will not receive the benefits of taking sides.

This is the fairness of the Demonic Sect.

Of course, Hua Gu and Jin Yunu are extremely powerful among the leaders of the Eight Meridians, which corresponds to the fact that the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes is gradually taking control of the Longevity Sect.

As for how this Demon Lord in hemp robes, as a true immortal, managed to suppress his fellow disciples...

Su Che deduced that the Longevity Sect was a demonic sect in the Southern Wilderness and could not be equated with ordinary demonic sects. It also had a revered demon lord behind it. Perhaps the Hemp-Clad Demon Lord was particularly favored by the Demon Lord and thus had his current position.

Of course, this is just Su Che's own deduction. The actual situation within the Changsheng Sect still needs to be observed.

As Wanying recounted the history of the sect, Su Che also gazed at the scenery within the Changsheng Sect's mountain gate.

After walking for a while, Su Che frowned slightly.

After a while, Wanying, who was standing to the side, also belatedly looked ahead.

About a mile away, a group of disciples of the Longevity Sect got into a conflict.

They were dressed in black Taoist robes, with similar wooden hairpins in their hair. They didn't have much cultivation and were obviously just starting out as disciples.

A young man was being brutally beaten by a group of people, while the remaining disciples watched from a distance.

You throw a punch, I kick. Although these disciples are only beginners and don't have much cultivation, they have all obviously practiced some martial arts techniques, and their punches and kicks are somewhat methodical.

The young man who was being beaten was clearly skilled in martial arts. At first, he was able to keep his balance and keep his attackers at bay. However, he only lasted for about a dozen moves before they swarmed him, pinned him to the ground, and beat him mercilessly.

"These disciples these days are really outrageous. Don't they know what day it is? How dare they make a move at a time like this? Aren't they just delaying things?"

Wanying said this.

She was right. Although the Longevity Sect had fallen into demonic ways, it was still a sect of esoteric traditions. Moreover, even a demonic sect has its own set of rituals.

On this day, when new disciples are inducted into the sect, all the ceremonies naturally have time requirements. This group's commotion here will obviously delay the ceremony.

Even if they hadn't missed the appointed time, their appearance at the ceremony, as if they had just fought, would be considered "disrespectful" in other sects, a serious offense.

Su Che smiled.

Since it was indeed a member of the Demonic Sect, Wanying felt that the problem with this matter was that it would "delay the ceremony," rather than it being a private fight among disciples or even a group of people ganging up on one person.

Judging from the moves of these young men, although they weren't aiming to kill the young man, they were certainly trying to seriously injure him.

Is it because the bond between fellow disciples has weakened to this extent, or is there another hidden story behind it?

Su Che suddenly became interested.

Just as I was thinking of continuing to pay attention, I noticed that one of the young disciples couldn't stand it anymore.

A muscular, bald, tall man walked out from the group of disciples.

"Forgive and forget. If you want him to die, do it another time. Don't you even know what day it is today?"

He looked at a handsome young man and spoke. Although the handsome young man was dressed in an ordinary Taoist robe, a hint of nobility could still be seen between his brows. However, his face had a strong air of evil, and the two temperaments were mixed together, creating an indescribable awkwardness.

There was no need for the young nobleman to answer personally; someone else naturally responded.

"What, you're going to stand up for this kid who killed a monk?"

The man who responded stepped on the head of the man who had been hit: "Hey, surnamed Lü, when did you hook up with this brute monk?"

The burly man who had called for the killing of the monk responded with a cold laugh.

"I don't care if you want to kill him. But if we miss the appointed time, we'll all be in trouble. Second Young Master, you should also take a look at where we are."

"No place is for a savage like you to make the decisions."

The crowd behind the young master was filled with excitement and surged forward in an instant, as if they intended to send even the bald, burly man to his doom.

"Fine, let's see if you can compete with me with your meager skills."

As the monk spoke, a murderous aura emanated from him, and a tiger's roar seemed to echo in the air. He clenched his fist and deftly assumed a fighting stance.

He was someone who already had some skills when he became an apprentice.

Although Su Che was standing far away, he could see clearly that this monk who killed others obviously knew a couple of Taoist arts. Although they were not systematic, they were much better than the novice monks in front of him who only had a rudimentary understanding of guiding techniques.

Although this method is crude, it's more than enough to deal with this group.

"It's quite a laughing stock for my martial uncle."

Wanying said, "I will definitely punish them properly later. As for those few good-for-nothings, I will just dismiss them."

Su Che turned his head and glanced at this person.

Dismissed and forced to leave?
Su Che could guess that the people in front of him had gotten to where they were today either because they were lucky or because they had worked very hard. Those who were lucky mostly had ancestors who had already done the hard work for them.

If they are dismissed for such a thing, wouldn't the reputation of the Longevity Sect as a demonic sect be rendered useless?
"I find it interesting. Isn't it in line with the sacred path for disciples to hone their skills against each other?"

Su Che waved his hand as he said this.

"Nephew, please calm down."

This phrase, "Take it easy," made Wanying think even more deeply.

Seeing that the competition was escalating, a man in a brocade robe rushed over, shouting incessantly.

"What are you all doing? Hurry up and kneel down in the hall. The beloved disciple of Chief Jin, Fairy Wanying, will be here to witness the ceremony. Aren't you all more alert?"

Although this person has not yet reached the Divine Soul Realm, he is still worthy of being called a senior brother compared to these noobs in front of him.

He glanced around, looked at the young man lying on the ground, and said with disgust, "Are you dead? If you're not, get up now."

"Brother Sun, I never expected it would be you on duty today."

The young nobleman bowed forward as he spoke.

"Second Prince, we should hurry. I heard that some important figures are coming to attend the ceremony today."

The man in brocade robes surnamed Sun said helplessly, "Everyone from top to bottom has been busy with this matter since early this morning, please bear with us."

"Brother, what are you saying? There are no princes or princesses in our sect."

The young nobleman agreed, "We'll go right away, but we don't know which distinguished guest it is."

"How could we possibly know that clearly?"

The man surnamed Sun gave a wry smile: "But I heard that it has some connection with Master Ma Yi, so we'd better leave quickly. I heard that even the chief painter has intervened, and we're walking on thin ice right now."

After these words were spoken, the disciples quickened their pace, leaving only the one surnamed Lü still lying on the ground.

Even these newly initiated disciples had heard of the title of the chief master of bone painting.

Offending others might only result in punishment or even dismissal.

If you offend this person, you'll probably be captured and used as alchemy material on the spot.

Who among them, so insignificant as shrimps, would dare to disobey Hua Gu's will?
Even the monk who had previously stood up for him only glanced at him briefly before quickly following the group without the slightest hesitation.

"Second Prince?"

When Wanying heard Su Che ask a question, she quickly replied.

"Among the newly recruited disciples is the second prince of Wuzhong Kingdom, who should be the one from earlier."

"He is indeed a talented individual."

Su Che watched without saying much, letting Wan Ying lead the way.

Before long, a rather magnificent hall came into view, with the three large characters "Patriarch Hall" written on the plaque in the center.

At this moment, a group of young disciples dressed in Taoist robes had lined up and were kneeling neatly in the square outside the main hall.

(End of this chapter)