He savored this sentence several times in his mind before asking: "I don't understand what it means. This sect is a single lineage, and I see that the mystic arts you practice are more profound than mine, so there is no way it is not a direct lineage.
"
"I am." Mingwei nodded affirmatively.
Ning Xiu thought about it for a moment and was horrified: "Am I not the one?"
When it comes to mystical skills, he is indeed inferior to Ming Wei.
If I had to choose one among them, it would be him...
Could it be that a few generations ago, the real direct descendant was another branch, and which ancestor was unwilling to claim that he was the direct descendant?
Ning Xiu was about to think of a big drama, but luckily Mingwei said in time: "What did you say, sir!"
She was really amused. Ning Xiu usually looked cold and serious, but it turned out that he was so good at making connections.
"You are the direct descendant, and I am also the direct descendant." She said, "Because, my direct inheritance is passed down from you."
"..."
Ning Xiu felt that his brain was not used enough.
What does it mean that it was passed down from him? He has not had any disciples to this day, so where can he pass it on to his disciples? Moreover, Mingwei’s many methods were unbelievable to him, how could they be passed down from him?
"Sir, haven't you been curious about my origin? Have you compared it with those big Taoist sects and hermit masters? But no matter how you search, you feel that those sects are not consistent with mine, but are consistent with your own. The reason may be
It's very simple, I am your inheritance for future generations."
Ning Xiu murmured: "Later generations?"
…
As night fell, Xuanfei entered the merit tower behind the Taoist platform alone.
Holding the candlestick in his hand, the faint candlelight can only illuminate a few feet around him.
The environment was too quiet, and the sound of stepping on the stairs was extremely clear.
He went up to the top floor and fixed the candlestick.
But there were several tables placed around them, with densely packed tablets enshrined on them.
This is the ancestor of Xuandu Temple.
Generally speaking, Xuandu Temple has been built for many years, but it was only in this dynasty that it achieved such a transcendent status.
From this aspect, Emperor Taizu was kind to them.
Xuanfei lit the incense stick, bowed three times and inserted it into the incense burner. Then he groped under the table for a while, found a hidden button, pushed open the hidden compartment, and took out a Pisces pendant.
When the master died, he was not in the meditation. But in his early years, the master once brought him to worship the ancestors of all generations, and told him about the existence of this hidden grid.
After Xu Xing's imperial master passed away, Xuan Fei returned to the temple and found that there was a Pisces pendant in the secret room.
He knew that this must have been left to him by his master.
Strange, what does this thing mean?
Xuanfei turned the Pisces Pendant over and over, but couldn't find anything mysterious about it.
There was the sound of the door being pushed open below, and Jun Moli's voice sounded: "Senior brother?"
Xuanfei put the Pisces pendant away and replied: "Here."
There was a loud bang on the stairs, Xuanfei said: "Walk more carefully, don't disturb the Patriarch."
"Oh." Jun Moli indeed lowered the sound of his footsteps.
After a while, he went up to the top floor and said, "This is a good place. You can talk here without fear of being heard."
Xuanfei said "hmm".
The merit tower goes straight up and down, and it uses wooden boards that make a very loud trampling sound. When someone comes in, they can hear the sound immediately.
"This is the mistake I found in the account. Yuyang can't defend it this time." Jun Moli excitedly took out the account book.
Xuanfei took it and turned it over, nodding in approval: "Well done."
Jun Moli was very happy after being praised: "Senior brother ordered me, of course I will do my best."
Xuan Fei flicked the cover and said: "This alone is not enough. The accounts can only prove that he has problems with his personal ethics. It may be an opportunity to take away his job, but it cannot hurt his bones."
If the Taoist sect wants to completely kill a person, there are two ways. One is to prove that he has violated the teacher's instructions or the moral principles of the world and made a big mistake; the other is to prove that he has completely lost his cultivation and becomes a useless person.
Apart from these two methods, everything else is just a small matter.
What Xuanfei wants to do is not just this.
He wanted to make it impossible for Yuyang to stand up again in the future.
Only in this way can Xuandu Guan be mastered by him alone.
But neither of these things was easy. The two senior brothers discussed it for a long time, but they couldn't come up with a safe way.
Seeing that the night was getting dark, Xuanfei said: "You should go back and rest first, there is no need to rush."
Jun Moli agreed and asked him: "What about you, senior brother?"
"I'll wait."
"Okay, don't stay too late. This place..." He looked around and touched the hair on his arms, "It's quite spooky."
Xuan Fei laughed: "They are all my ancestors, how can they be so spooky? Besides, if there are ghosts, why can't we see them?"
Jun Moli thought about it, so he said goodbye and went down the stairs first.
Xuanfei stood at the edge of the stairs and followed him all the way down to the bottom floor and out of the tower.
When he returned to the altar table holding the candlestick and groping for the secret compartment again, he suddenly paused.
The hidden compartment is open and the Pisces pendant is missing.
Xuan Fei broke out in white sweat, slowly raised his head and looked around.
Except for rows of tablets, there is nothing else.
——Not only people, but also things.
Did he miss it? No, it's impossible. He opened his eyes three months after he entered the profession. How could he not be able to see demons and ghosts?
But if there was no such thing, how could the Pisces pendant disappear?
He had been here just now, talking to Jun Moli, and only looked away when he was standing by the stairs to help him light the way.
How could something be lost in such a short period of time?
Xuanfei squeezed the talisman in his sleeve.
The candle flame was dim, he held it in his hand and illuminated it bit by bit.
There was no sound at all in the tower.
Xuan Fei suddenly turned around, the talisman in his sleeve activated.
A figure flashed across the darkness like a ghost, something was thrown, and the candle went out.
Xuanfei threw away the candlestick without hesitation, and the spiritual talismans from his sleeves were emitted one after another.
However, like a mud cow drowning in the sea, it has no effect.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, Xuanfei reached to his waist and pulled out the soft sword.
He hasn't used a soft sword for a long time because it's not worth using.
However, this person pushed him to this level.
The soft sword was like a poisonous snake in the darkness, coiling towards this man.
This time I finally touched something. The contact surface was slightly soft and had a weird lightness to it.
Xuanfei wielded his soft sword and struck repeatedly, but it was of no use.
This thing was always in front of him.
It’s so strange that this thing is so big?
Xuanfei calmed down and focused on testing.
After several moves, he heard a "swish" sound in the darkness, which seemed to be the sound of fabric shaking, and then something stabbed him.
Xuanfei injected his inner strength, and the sword instantly straightened and slid over it.
Hey, there is a long, straight hard object with cloth attached to it. Why does it feel so much like an umbrella?
And this trick...
In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed by in a blink of an eye.
The opponent shook his weapon, forcing him back, and he dodged.
Xuanfei estimated that there was the tablet of his ancestor, and did not dare to touch it. He asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?" (To be continued)