The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 131: The Immortal Ancestor, History Comes True

It was late at night, the moon was dark and the wind was strong.

The streets were deserted and the wind was howling, blowing the fallen leaves into the air.

In the dark night, the blue-gray stone lion stood angrily facing the street ahead, as if to intimidate the invisible demons and monsters.

The mansion is not large and is far away from the hustle and bustle, a secluded spot in the city.

A quiet path and a secret underground room.

This is where Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang lived. Later, they started their own businesses and Yuan Tiangang lived in the observatory for a long time. Li Chunfeng rarely came back to live here due to his busy official duties.

The reason I came here today is, firstly, to take a break, and secondly, to invite Li Jing to come over for a chat.

In the basement of the side room, there is a spacious space with a hall and a room, with rows of books in the center.

There were whale oil lamps burning in the room, and the oil gave off the scent of agarwood.

Li Jing sat on the left side of Li Chunfeng, and looked carefully at a golden pill in his hand in the light of the lamp.

“This thing…?”

"This is the Great Huan Dan, which was personally refined by the founder. There is only one of this." Li Chunfeng said as he put down the empty box.

With a nonchalant expression, he secretly observed Li Jing's expression.

If Li Jing shows a desire for the ancestral relics and asks to explore with me, I will no longer have a close relationship with Li Jing after today.

Just like Senior Brother Yuan Tiangang, the ancestors turned a blind eye to him and had no intention of saving him at all.

The Lingbao Patriarch taught him one thing, that is, don't waste time trying to influence a stubborn person.

If this person still refuses to repent and intends to use force, then he will not be able to leave this place today.

Li Jing looked at the pill for a long time, opened his mouth and took the pill. A trickle of warm current dissipated and flowed through the meridians of his body, and the damaged meridians seemed to be relieved.

"The attainments of Lingbao Patriarch in alchemy are truly beyond compare with nature." Li Jing sighed comfortably, stroking his beard and feeling the long-lost tranquility.

He did not ask whether there was another pill. Since Li Chunfeng said there was only one, then there was only one, and he would not ask any further questions.

When he had nothing to do, Li Jing would read ancient books.

Maybe I'll have a chance to make my own elixir.

The oil lamp was dim and the paper was yellowed.

Turning over the pages of a book that has been stored for who knows how many years, the scent of ink is still there, a breath of time.

"In the ninth year of Taiyuan, Master studied at Taihu Academy. In the tenth year of Taiyuan, he met my grandfather, Xie Xuan of Jiangzuo. This was the beginning of the establishment of the Xiaoyao School."

The "I" in the book is Xie Lingyun from the late Jin Dynasty and early Song Dynasty.

The elegant old home in Jiangzuo, withered grass and crows in the sunset.

Li Jing touched the ancient relics and seemed to be back to more than two hundred years ago. Seeing Xie Lingyun writing furiously under the oil lamp, he couldn't help but immerse himself in the scene and ignored the outside world.

At the same time, more than 20 figures quietly entered the mansion, starting from the periphery and gradually shrinking inwards.

Not a cent off, not a cent off, not a cent off.

"In the first year of Yongchu, Master was granted the title of Duke of Changle County. I practiced in seclusion, and Master began to travel around the world for eleven years..."

Li Jing was completely unaware and was immersed in the story.

He understood the following story.

Liang Yue, the founder of Xiaoyao Sect, accepted Lingbao as his disciple while traveling around the world.

The origins of Lingbao Patriarch are mysterious, but what is certain is that he lived in the late Jin Dynasty and early Song Dynasty. Lingbao almost inherited the mantle of Liangyue Patriarch, and brought forth new ideas. He came out of seclusion in the late Southern Song Dynasty and founded the Youlong Sword School, which is the predecessor of Cangjian Villa.

Li Chunfeng closed his eyes, as if expecting something.

"The master changed his name to Lingbao and became famous in the north. His wife was also known as the Immortal of Green Travel and the Holy Mother of Huashan. When he returned from his travels, Taizu passed away. The master supported Yi Fu to ascend the throne and was given the titles of Imperial Master and Imperial Tutor. In the 20th year of Yuanjia, the master and his wife turned into butterflies and practiced cultivation. They died at the age of 80."

"This……"

Li Jing looked extremely shocked.

He knew that the Xiaoyao Sect was very old, and he also knew that its founder was King Liang.

But he had never read the records of the Xiaoyao Sect before. This was a top secret that only the leader of each generation could see.

The subsequent records were recorded in the tone of another person. According to the time speculation, it should be Liang Ren, and then Bao Zhao.

At this time, Liang Yue reappeared, using the pseudonym Lingbao, and passed down the innate method and the great innate route; he founded the Youlong Sword School, and passed the method to Liang Changle, Erzhu Rong in the north, and Li in Longxi.

There is no record of another Lingbao here.

Patriarch Liang Yue was born in the late Eastern Jin Dynasty, six or seven years younger than Emperor Taizu of Song. This man was truly a spiritual treasure. Until his last disappearance, wouldn’t Patriarch Liang Yue be at least 160 years old?

The truth of history always shocks people.

Li Jing suddenly turned around, looked at the person behind him, and asked:
"This is real?"

"The ancestors of the Xiaoyao Sect wrote this story themselves. Could it be that it was written just to deceive people? If it was a lie, why didn't they spread the story?"

Li Jing was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Looking up at the sky, it seems as if there are ghosts and gods watching us.

What happened today has completely overturned our deeply held perceptions.

As one’s cultivation reaches a high level and one’s inner strength increases, one becomes less likely to believe in ghosts and gods. With the potential of the human body, it is simply impossible to achieve immortality.

Immortality is a thing of the ancient times. The ancient immortals and gods have long disappeared in the long river of history.

I never thought that there really were people who achieved immortality in history. Were they masters of martial arts or were they living gods?
Since ancient times, God’s will is difficult to question.

After a long while, Li Jing asked, "Where did the King of Liang go later?"

"Hide in history and wait for the passage of time."

Li Chunfeng's voice was ominous, and his heart seemed to be on fire. The master did not let him explain, so he did not know how to say it out loud.

Li Jing was about to ask a question when his ears suddenly moved.

Be aware of the movements in the outside world.

outside world.

A group of people gathered in the side room.

A short man came here with five of his men.

The short man lay down with his ears pressed against the ground and tapped the ground lightly with his right hand.

"The area below is hollow, let the King of Qi come over!"

Soon, everyone gathered here.

Li Yuanji was wearing night clothes, had a treacherous look, and his eyes flashed coldly.

"Your Highness, I can't find the entrance to the mechanism. Perhaps the mechanism is not here." said the dwarf Xiantian.

"It's okay, just break it open forcefully." Li Yuanji took out a stick knife and grabbed the stick with both hands.

boom!
Blood-red energy burst out, his eyes turned blood red, and lines appeared between his eyebrows.

The steaming qi and blood even blew off the roof tiles.

The three Xiantian subordinates signaled everyone to move away, and a group of people evacuated outside.

"open!!"

Li Yuanji roared and slammed the bronze stick heavily to the ground.

boom! !

The house collapsed and beams and rocks flew everywhere.

Li Yuanji, covered in dust, fled out quickly.

"This……"

When Xiantian's subordinates saw this scene, their pupils shrank and they were shocked beyond words.

The ground collapsed, revealing the underground space.

The space and the ground were separated by at least eight feet of earth, bricks and stones, but how could it be broken so easily?
Although a master of innate skills can use his moves to hurt people from a distance of twenty or thirty feet, such power is still rare.

Li's Sky Eye and the Nether City Demon Corpse are so compatible?

Wow!
Smoke and dust flew everywhere, and two figures jumped out from the ground. The sound of swords hummed, and the sword light was like a coiled dragon pillar, pointing directly at Li Yuanji's vital points.

The others were more than ten feet away, but they still felt a sharp pain in their eyebrows and a faint feeling of bleeding in their eyes.

"Swimming Dragon Sword Technique? The arrogant dragon will regret? Great, it turns out that Li Jing is here too, just in time to catch all of you in one fell swoop."

Li Yuanji dodged the sword energy by leaning sideways, and the sword energy left traces on the bluestone floor, showing the power of the sword energy.

The two figures fought endlessly, with blood and energy surging and sword energy running rampant.

Li Yuanji's moves were crude and had many flaws, but he had a strong physique and bloodline, so he was not afraid.

"Help!"

"And I!"

Li Chunfeng rushed into the crowd.

The two sides fought, and the surrounding environment was in a mess, with rocks flying in the air and buildings collapsing.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, it was difficult to tell who was the better of the two.

Li Chunfeng and Li Jing were also surrounded by four innates and more than a dozen remaining followers.

"You can't run away. You have hidden the Six Treasures of the Heavenly Master for so many years. It is time to return them to their original owners. Only the Li family can unleash the power of the magic treasures."

Li Yuanji's body, which was as thin as a sick man, became extremely strong.

After awakening the Li family's Heavenly Eye bloodline, all moves he used seemed to slow down in his own eyes.

As long as he is not overwhelmed by the opponent with overwhelming strength, he is almost invincible in the same realm.

Such excellent bloodline also made Li Yuanji have a wrong perception.

Perhaps history has been tampered with, and our ancestor Li should be the true owner of the Six Treasures of the Heavenly Master.

"Return the property to its original owner? Li Yuanji, have you gone mad?" Li Chunfeng seemed to have heard something ridiculous. "You are confusing right and wrong, aren't you afraid of the punishment from the ancestors?"

"God's punishment? This eye can see through everything. Even God can be challenged, not to mention the predecessors who have been dead for a hundred years. I want to see who can save you."

Li Yuanji pointed at his own eyes, trying to break down the two men's inner defenses with words, while implicitly signaling everyone to come forward.

Li Chunfeng has a big secret. Time is running out and he must be captured alive before Yuan Tiangang can react.

At this time, the moonlight is bright, as if the clouds have parted to reveal the sun, and the earth is clear.

Li Jing looked up at the sky with a look of shock on his face.

"What if someone really comes to rescue us?" Li Chunfeng smiled without saying anything.

"Who?" Li Yuanji asked subconsciously.

"Lingbao Patriarch."

Wow!
Fire suddenly appeared in the courtyard and flames rose from the ground. Everyone seemed to have entered hell to await the judgment of the gods.

The flames actually moved around Li Chunfeng and the other person.

“Help! Ah!!”

More than a dozen of his men were engulfed by the flames on the spot, and the remaining four tried their best to use their internal strength to resist.

"What kind of witchcraft is this?"

Li Yuanji looked up into the sky in disbelief.

There was a divine being floating in the air, wearing a four-eyed mask, a crane cloak, holding a jade hoe, and with a sword hanging from his waist.

The body of the Dharma is pure and wonderful, and yin and yang are reversed.

This is a method of cultivating immortals that is different from that in this world.

"Meet the Patriarch!"

Li Chunfeng bowed and saluted.

Liang Yue was late, but this time it was intentional. He wanted to see the magic cult's qi and blood method.

"Lingbao Patriarch..."

Li Yuanji looked helplessly at the man in the air and the heavenly eye between his eyebrows.

It turns out... this is the real eye of heaven.

Whoosh whoosh! !

The Heavenly Eye shot out more than ten golden lights in succession, which broke through the internal strength on the body's surface. The flames devoured their bodies until they were burned into charred corpses, and then the flames went out.

Liang Yue fell down.

Li Jing finally reacted and followed Li Chunfeng's movements to salute.

"Li Jing, the owner of Cangjian Villa, pays homage to Lingbao Patriarch!"

The immortal before us has gone through the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Northern Wei Dynasty, Southern Song Dynasty, Southern Liang Dynasty, and returned again in the Tang Dynasty.

A century of fairy tales, history comes true.

At this moment, Li Jing saw the living history, and the vast and ancient feeling was overwhelming.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)