Immortal Road.

Chapter 815: Master of Fenglei Pavilion, Elder Zixiao

When leaving Jingyang Academy, Professor Xu gave Lin Shan a map with the approximate geographical landmarks of the continent.

The Fenglei Pavilion mentioned in Lin Fan's letter is located outside the northwest of Song State, also hundreds of thousands of miles away, but not far from the original destination and gathering point of this trip, 'Bozhou'.

After roughly estimating the distance between the two, Lin Shan decided to go to Fenglei Pavilion first to take a look and find a place for his Fenglei Kung Fu while Sailor Moon had not yet gathered her men and there was still half a year before the reunion.

He took out the insect boat, jumped on it and slowly started the journey.

Along the way, the little fox girl volunteered to take the helm, and the insect boat went straight according to the preset direction.

He hid in the cabin to practice, while his clone of Nirvana was meditating in the Star Palace.

Because he had already prepared a long journey this time, he specially prepared a lot of Cordyceps, which he filled up the nest of the Xirong insect, including a large amount of volcanic spiritual rock mined in Liluan Mountain.

The mission assigned to the little fox girl is to cultivate the fire-breathing hellworms with all her strength!
But this is not something that can be done overnight. It requires a lot of time and massive resources to screen and evolve.

Most of the time, he experienced no-man's land.

Most of the land in this world is poor and barren, not suitable for cultivation. The spiritual energy is thin and poisonous miasma is accumulated. Not to mention humans, even demons are unwilling to live here.

It is precisely these places that hide many secrets unknown to the outside world.

Some hidden sects or lone rangers who practice asceticism like to hide in seclusion and avoid the world.

The little fox girl was very curious about these places. She sat on the bow all day, staring at the earth in a daze. However, Lin Shan in the cabin had no desire to explore, and she did not have the courage to run around privately.

It was a month later when we arrived at the map location.

Fenglei Pavilion is located in Chaozhou.

An inconspicuous state among the many provincial capitals on the narrow west coast, it is itself a first-class sect.

Pavilion Master Feng Haochuan is said to be a great man at the peak of the Golden Core Stage, in charge of the state's cultivation world. He can make clouds and rain with a flip of his hand.

All the local bullies respect him!
However, this force is only well-known within the state. It is basically not well-known in neighboring states and is relatively law-abiding.

The cabinet's policy is to guard its own piece of land, not to expand, not to cause trouble, not to have conflicts, and to focus on managing its own territory, so it has never experienced major turmoil.

Among the numerous incidents that can be counted on one hand, the sect has always been able to overcome dangers and survive to this day by relying on the foundation it had when it was founded.

When Lin Shan arrived there in person and made some simple inquiries in the local cultivation community, he was surprised to find out that the person with the highest cultivation level in the entire sect was the sect master who was at the peak of the Golden Core stage!

Originally imagined,
Ouyang Feng, an abandoned disciple of Zixiao Sect, was a genius who founded this sect. After thousands of years of development, it should not be considered a top-level sect, but it should at least have Nascent Soul cultivators in charge.

But I didn't expect that he would only dominate one state.

The thing that he had imagined to be a headache suddenly became easy.

Since the other party is just an ordinary sect, then as a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, there is no need for me to investigate openly or secretly or take any detours.

Just go up and pay your respects to the mountain with confidence.

"Dong~Dong~Dong~Dong~Dong~"

On the attic at the top of the cliff, an ancient bell was rung for the first time in nearly a hundred years, and it rang five times in a row!

It represents the arrival of the Nascent Soul stage or fifth-order demon king or above.

I saw rays of light flying out from the mountains and standing in a row, five of them in total, facing the visitors from the sky together.

"Welcome, Senior. Fenglei Pavilion is sorry for not welcoming you in person. If you have any advice, please come into the pavilion and have a chat. We will treat you well!"

The leader was a middle-aged man at the peak of the Golden Core stage with gray hair on his temples. He spoke without making any mistakes. He was the Pavilion Master of Fenglei Pavilion.

The other four were all Jindan Zhenren, three men and one woman, and they all had old faces.

All the disciples on the mountain below were also alarmed by the scene and came out one after another to see what was happening.

I saw a young man in white in the sky, with a little maid standing behind him. Supported by several high-ranking officials, they entered the treasure pavilion on the top of the cliff, the symbol of their sect.

Now everyone started whispering and talking.

"Who is this? Why does he look so unfamiliar?"

“I don’t know. The one who can be welcomed by our sect master and the four elders at the same time and called “senior” must be a great master in the Nascent Soul stage!”

"Our sect has always been conservative. Is there any Yuanying-stage great power that we can befriend outside?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's the legacy of our ancestors. Don't forget that our pavilion also had a Yuanying Zhenjun in the past!"

Just at this moment, a disciple looked hesitant and asked around with uncertainty.

"Does anyone here have a better eye? I think the visitor is a teenager."

“I was just about to say that!”

"Oh, I saw it too. I was afraid that I was dazzled. I didn't expect there would be the same one!"

"A young boy in the Nascent Soul stage? A young Nascent Soul???"

Many disciples touched their stubble, in disbelief and fell into self-doubt. In their remote place, how could they have heard of the rumors about the young Nascent Soul?
In the attic.

The leader of Fenglei Pavilion personally invited Lin Shan to the seat of honor, and sat next to him. The four elders sat below the stage to show respect.

Although the location here is remote, the etiquette is indeed thoughtful, and Lin Shan, who has stayed in Lu for a long time, can't find any fault with it.

"Senior, your presence is a great honor to our pavilion! The last time a Yuanying stage master visited us was two hundred years ago. At that time, I was still a little kid, and my master, the previous pavilion master, personally received me."

This Pavilion Master was very good at livening up the atmosphere, he spoke freely and was extremely attentive.

"My master was also in the Nascent Soul stage at that time. It would be embarrassing for my generation to lose face. I am not qualified to discuss Dao with the seniors. It is really a pity."

Lin Shan heard this guy talking and thought he was an interesting person, so he asked with curiosity.

"Oh? Your master is also a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage? Then what about him now?"

Pavilion Master Feng Haochuan paused and let out a long sigh.

"My master passed away two and a half decades ago."

Counting on my fingers, one hundred and fifty years, that's not a long time.

Lin Shan asked tentatively:
"Your master is the Wind and Thunder Master Ouyang Feng?"

Feng Haochuan was a little surprised. He glanced at the elders below and found that they also looked puzzled. They suppressed their own doubts and answered his question first.

“No, Ouyang Feng is the founder of the sect, and my master is Master Leifeng Ouyang Shuo.” Seeing that Lin Shan didn’t say anything and continued to wait for him to continue, he had to explain the origin of the lineage.

"The Fenglei Pavilion has had three Pavilion Masters so far, namely the founder Ouyang Feng, the second-generation Pavilion Master Ouyang Shuo, and I am the third generation."

"My master, Ouyang Shuo, was adopted by Grandmaster Ouyang Feng. He inherited everything the Grandmaster had learned. Later, he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage. In order to distinguish his Dharma name from that of my master, the order of his Dharma name was swapped."

"My ancestor, Fenglei Zhenjun, is Feng, and my master, Leifeng Zhenjun, is Lei. Both of them have the first-class spiritual roots of wind and thunder. They can be said to be geniuses among geniuses in the world of cultivation!"

"As for me"

Feng Haochuan looked embarrassed. He didn't have to lower his status in front of Lin Shan. He frankly said that although he was also the successor carefully selected by his master, he only had the second-class spiritual roots of wind and thunder.

Of course, this qualification is one in a million and extremely rare!

If placed in a top sect, they would definitely be top geniuses.

After hearing this, Lin Shan couldn't help but sigh.

Everything he had originally anticipated has now become invalid. Who would have thought that Fenglei Pavilion has already changed two generations, and now it is the third generation that is in power and is on a downward trend.

"Master Fenglei and Master Leifeng are both dead. I was hoping to have some communication with them."

Unexpectedly, Feng Haochuan heard what he said and explained in a low voice.

"My master, True Lord Lei Feng, has indeed passed away, but our ancestor, True Lord Feng Lei, has not. He simply went out and disappeared four hundred years ago and has not returned yet."

"Oh? How do you know that Master Fenglei is still alive?"

Lin Shan suddenly heard the news and sat up straight from his chair.

Feng Haochuan had a lot of complex and contradictory feelings, but he didn't try to hide them and told the whole story openly.

"Because the soul lamp left by the ancestor is still burning in the ancestral hall, it means that he is not only alive and well, but also still in this world!"

The soul lamp is a record of a person's life. It will not go out unless the person dies or passes away. As the old saying goes: When a person dies, it is like a lamp going out.

Of course, being on does not necessarily mean safety. The person may be unconscious, in a deep sleep, trapped, imprisoned, suppressed, etc.

But it is precisely because the soul lamp of the first generation ancestor Ouyang Feng is still lit that Fenglei Pavilion still has some confidence in the world of cultivation. Facing the arrival of the Nascent Soul cultivators, they are respectful but still maintain their composure.

Lin Shan understood now.

No wonder Pavilion Master Feng Haochuan was so eager to bring up this topic as soon as he came up, and couldn't wait to mention the fact that his ancestor was still alive, just to show his deterrence, protect his own safety, and prevent the other party from doing any malicious harm.

At the same time, he secretly reminded Lin Shan to remain restrained.

When smart people talk to each other, there is no need to make things clear; people will understand as soon as they hear something.

Lin Shan did not doubt the authenticity of the matter. He himself had no intention of causing trouble, and there was no need for the Pavilion Master to lie to him.

But he looked at this man in surprise, thinking that Fenglei Pavilion might not be as stable as the outside world rumored, and might also be facing a crisis, so he had a strong sense of vigilance.

But according to Lin Fan, Ouyang Feng defected from Zixiao Sect a thousand years ago. So much time has passed now. If he is still alive, doesn’t that mean he is a true thousand-year-old antique?
For humans, being able to live for thousands of years is either a way to prolong life or a step into a higher realm.

Feng Haochuan sighed and wondered why the master hadn't come back yet. He also said that everyone in Fenglei Pavilion had not forgotten to send people out to look for him. At the same time, he lowered his head and observed Lin Shan's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

"So that's how it is. Your sect's founder has great magical powers. Good people will always be blessed by heaven. I believe he will be able to turn misfortune into fortune and return safely."

He responded casually, knowing the Pavilion Master's little tricks and also got some information, so he decided not to continue playing tricks with him.

Get straight to the point and state your purpose directly.

"Master Feng, I am here to visit you for something related to martial arts. I would like to borrow some scriptures related to wind and thunder. I wonder if you can accommodate me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the five people on the other side changed drastically in an instant!
They stood up one by one, their eyes widened with anger, and their tone of voice changed. Feng Haochuan suddenly realized.

"No wonder, no wonder you know the ancestor's real name!"

"I thought it was one of the elders who leaked it. It turns out you came from that place. That makes sense!"

"It's been so long, and you're still coveting my inheritance. You're really a thief with such a stubborn heart!"

Lin Shan frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.

"You must have misunderstood me. I'm alone and I've never had any contact with you guys before."

"No intersection?"

Feng Haochuan's hands were shaking, his throat was rising and falling, he was excited and afraid, but he kept trying to keep it together, because he was the leader of the pavilion, and he couldn't retreat in the face of a powerful enemy.

"As soon as the senior came in, the wind and thunder magic power in my body began to stir. If I am not mistaken, the senior should be an elder of the Zixiao Sect. This time, just like last time, you came here to snatch the Wind and Thunder Sutra. Am I right?"

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Lin Shan instantly understood why the other party was so excited. It turned out that Zixiao Sect had once been eyeing Fenglei Pavilion and wanted the Fenglei inheritance created by Ouyang Feng!

"The last time you said that"

"It was two hundred years ago. At that time, the great elder of your sect came to visit us. Fortunately, my master was there to help. The two of them fought each other. The great elder of your sect was injured and fled, but my master also accelerated his process of sitting and passing away."

Speaking of this, Feng Haochuan couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes, obviously shifting part of the blame for the death of his master Lei Feng Zhenjun onto the head of Zixiao Sect.

When Lin Shan heard the news, he immediately imagined more scenes in his mind and quickly connected the cause and effect.

The Grand Elder of Zixiao Sect!
He is an old monster who survived for nearly a thousand years in the great war between good and evil before the Song Dynasty. He was the leader of the resistance against the Black Lotus Sect, the Hundred Ghosts Sect, and the Blood River Palace, and the pillar of the Zixiao Sect!

He is a big shot standing at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Two hundred years ago, the Grand Elder of Zixiao Sect came alone and quietly to Fenglei Pavilion in Chaozhou on the west coast of the mainland, and demanded that Ouyang Feng pass down the "Wind and Thunder Sutra" to him!
However, the second old Pavilion Master at that time, Master Lei Feng, was no pushover either. He was Ouyang Feng’s adopted son and direct disciple, and his strength was equally extraordinary.

It’s even possible that they are from the same era!

This battle ended with the elder of Zixiao Sect being injured and retreating.

Logically speaking, since the Zixiao Sect has traced the origin and whereabouts of the Fenglei Pavilion, they will certainly not be willing to give up such a precious inheritance and will definitely make a comeback after recovering from their injuries.

But what's so coincidental is that although the second old Pavilion Master has passed away, after the Grand Elder of Zixiao Sect has recovered from his injuries.

The great war between good and evil in the Song Dynasty suddenly broke out!
The demonic coalition forces invaded the mainland from the East China Sea. The Zixiao Sect was unable to take care of itself, so how could it have the time to care about recovering the inheritance on the distant west coast?

Calculating the time, Lin Shan was also a participant in the battle between good and evil, a little more than two decades ago, exactly one hundred and forty years ago!
Afterwards, although the battle between good and evil ended in victory, the Zixiao Sect suffered heavy losses and needed time to recover and digest the territory that had been poisoned by the evil.

In addition, the Qianyun Pavilion is causing trouble within the Song Dynasty's cultivation world, and the Dayan in the north is pressing forward step by step. Even considering the lifespan of the Grand Elder of the Zixiao Sect, it is hard to say whether he is still alive!
How can I have time to take care of this?
So with this delay, it was Lin Shan's turn to take advantage of the situation.

(End of this chapter)