The Lingbao Sect's secret place is located in the Gezao Mountain. In ancient times, it was a retreat for retired leaders and Supreme Protectors. Ordinary disciples were not allowed to enter at all.
But today the earth is very different. There are almost no conditions for practice on earth. Only such secret places still have essence overflowing. In order to ensure the continuity of inheritance, all core members can enter.
The Lingbao secret place is only a few miles in circumference, and is isolated from the outside world by a mysterious formation. Everything retains the original and ancient atmosphere.
Lingshan is very short, with gurgling spring water, vigorous ancient trees, and wisps of auspiciousness.
For decades or hundreds of years, Ye Fan was the only person who did not belong to the Lingbao Sect and stepped into this place. He was treated with great courtesy, personally welcomed by the headmaster, and waited upon by all the elders.
There are not many people here. Because of the limited spiritual energy, it is impossible to support too many people to practice here together. They are all important people.
They were very respectful and polite. They wanted to invite Ye Fan to lecture on the scriptures and complete the lost scriptures of the Lingbao Sect. They also ordered people to welcome the Taoist platform into this secret place.
Ye Fan was surprised. The huge Lingbao Sect had produced such powerful men as Ge Hong in the past, so why was it now in such a state of decline? He did not sense the Immortal Sutra here, nor did he find any traces of the Nine Secret Dao.
He had many questions in his mind, and he couldn't help but speak up and asked them all.
Headmaster Lingbao sighed softly and told everything he knew. The earth's essence had dried up and was no longer suitable for practicing Taoism. After that, the strong men from all religions chose to travel far away, and they didn't know where they went.
Back then, almost all those with great supernatural powers left, and once they left, many inheritances were almost cut off.
Today's sect, where there are still complete ancient scriptures, was compiled by a few people who did not want to leave, and it is not the same as the grand occasion back then.
Ye Fan was startled, and finally understood why Lingbao had come from Ge Hong, and it was suspected that the lineage of Lingbao Tianzun in the Three Purities of Taoism had declined so much, and the real Taoism was almost extinct.
"Is this true for other religions as well?"
"More or less the same, with the departure of those with great supernatural powers, the Taoist tradition has been lost, and the earth's dojo has been abandoned." Headmaster Lingbao sighed.
A group of people with great supernatural powers disappeared from the world, and then they entered the Age of Ending Dharma. It was difficult to give birth to strong people. There was no succession, and each religion declined.
"The Lingbao Sect has been severely damaged. Almost no scriptures are complete. It is impossible to compile all the scriptures just by a few young disciples." Lingbao Headmaster sighed.
Nowadays, they can no longer be regarded as the leader of the supreme religion, because they have lost too much and it is impossible to recover.
In all sects where there are deceased elders, the classics are relatively intact. Those elders who have never left their homeland have made great contributions to the continuation of the orthodox tradition.
"Are there still such people today?" Ye Fan asked.
"There can't be more than a few. Twenty years ago, the Nine Dragons pulled a coffin and landed on Mount Tai, which shocked the spiritual world. At that time, the last ancestor of Longhu Mountain was invited out of the mountain to protect the ancient Dharma altar. Not long after he came back, he passed away.
Yes, it is said that he is the last surviving old man."
"It turned out to be an old Taoist from Longhu Mountain." Ye Fan once heard Yang Xiao talk about it. Later, the medical research institution tried its best to save his life but failed, but unexpectedly found out that he might have lived one or two thousand years old.
When Ye Fan arrived at the secret land of Lingbao, he naturally wanted to ask about the Nine Secrets. He wanted to collect them all all the time. Since he had chosen the path of attaining Taoism and becoming an immortal, this would be a necessary skill to protect his Taoism.
Master Lingbao smiled bitterly, not to mention in modern times, even back then it was top secret. It was obtained by Immortal Master Ge Hong unintentionally and was only passed on to a few disciples.
Ye Fan was extremely disappointed. In the end of the Dharma era, not only the essence of heaven and earth has dried up on the earth, but also the magic methods have declined, and the ancient magic cannot be found.
Headmaster Lingbao has almost stepped into the secret realm of dragon transformation. He is considered a top master in the world. His cultivation is all thanks to the spiritual eyes in the pure land. The auspicious energy there is so thick that Xiaosong curiously ran over to look around and almost fell in.
"I'm not even a top master. Some sects have ancient spiritual roots. The essence in the secret land is far better than here. Several sects have reached the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm."
In this Dharma-ending era, Hualong is the ultimate master. Once he emerges, he is invincible. Few people can challenge him, and all parties respect him.
"Of course, this is not absolute. Isn't there an old Taoist who came out of Longhu Mountain more than 20 years ago? It is said that he was from the Qin and Han Dynasties, and his cultivation level cannot be estimated."
Headmaster Lingbao talked about many issues that Ye Fan was very concerned about. Back then, the people with gray wings came from the west, and even the old Taoists who were going to be incarnated in Longhu Mountain could not do anything about them.
Moreover, several people with great supernatural powers took action and took away some precious altar cornerstones, which contained ancient heavenly books.
Ye Fan said: "Tell me what the Western orthodoxy is. Those things are of great use to me. It is not good for the altar books left by our ancestors in Mount Tai to be left abroad."
Headmaster Lingbao was shocked. What did this living ancestor want to do? Did he want to go to the West alone?
Soon after, everyone in the Pure Land saluted and asked Ye Fan to give lectures and make up for the lost Dharma for them. They were extremely respectful and sincere.
Ye Fan would not accept their gifts, but he sat on the Taoist platform, extracted traces of Taoism, and restored the classics for them.
He sat for half a month, reciting various Dharma sutras in his mouth. Each traditional Chinese character cast like metal was imprinted in the void, shining brightly and making sonorous sounds.
This is a reproduction of inheritance. Ye Fan helped them reproduce many Dharma. Of course, it is difficult to truly complete it. It is impossible for all the Dharma to be imprinted on the Taoist platform where the leaders of the past generations sit cross-legged to give lectures.
"Shen is formed by accumulating yang, and there is form in the god. Form is born in the sun, and the sun is born in the moon. Accumulating yin is formed, and there is god in the form..."
There was only one article, and Ye Fan helped him complete it, and he also gained a lot, and that was the "Lingbao Immeasurable Sutra of Saving People," or the Sutra of Saving People in short.
Back then, when he was in Beidou, he got part of it from the old blind man. He never thought that there would be a complete chapter here. After researching the development history of Taoism, he would find that the Book of Saviors really came from the Lingbao lineage.
Of course, this sutra is different from the one circulated among mortals. It has the real power of enlightenment, refers to the laws of heaven and earth, is complex and difficult, and has endless wonderful uses.
Back then, in the Immortal World of Zhongzhou, even the gods of the Immortal Emperor were afraid of the salvation of this sutra, and did not dare to harm the people who recited the sutra.
"It's a pity that the main chapter of "Lingbao Sutra" can no longer be reproduced, and all that remains are residual methods." The elders of the sect lamented, full of regrets, but they were still extremely grateful to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan spent half a month completing many scriptures for them. Before leaving, he asked about the demon clan and directly explained the matter about Pang Bo's family.
"You're... you're back!" Headmaster Lingbao was shocked. He always felt that Ye Fan looked familiar, but now he finally recognized him and understood the reason.
Ye Fan's eyes suddenly became sharp, exuding a frightening power, which made everyone in the secret place tremble with fear and change their colors.
"Don't get me wrong!"
Headmaster Lingbao already knew that the great magical person in front of him was much younger than him and had only practiced Taoism for more than twenty years at most, which was really amazing.
He quickly explained that the people who were carried away in coffins by Kowloon were concerned by various religions, and everyone was clearly investigated afterwards, including their families.
On the day when the Kowloon Coffin Pulling took place, even the strong men from the West came, not to mention the ascetics from the Middle Earth. All religions responded quickly.
Almost on the same day, each faction sent out strong men to understand their backgrounds, and Pang Bo's family must have been targeted by someone from a certain lineage of the ancient demon god that day.
Ye Fan nodded and asked him to elaborate on how many major demons and gods there are in the world today.
"The Great Xia Longque main line, the Tianlin clan, the Zhuhuang Taoist lineage, and the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, there are apparently four ancient demon god clans. It is unknown whether there are still some who have hidden themselves in the world."
Headmaster Lingbao thought about it and felt that the only person who could quickly react and enter Pang Bo's house on that day was a powerful demon god.
"By the way, you must be careful!" Headmaster Lingbao seemed to have remembered something and asked someone to get a wooden box. When he opened it, it turned out to be a very old black and white photo.
During World War II, a demon god was born and appeared on various battlefields. He used this practice to cultivate his blood and energy, which shocked the monastic world.
This black-and-white photo was taken by a mortal at that time. It was taken away by a monk and spread to all major sects, causing horror.
In the dim photos, although the monstrous blood is very blurry, it is shocking and shuddering, as if a stream of blood is about to rush out through the paper.
Ye Fan stared at the photo for a long time, and then nodded silently. This was probably an ancient demon. It was extremely terrifying. So many heroic spirits died in the past, and it would definitely make his behavior reach a higher level.
He thought for a while and told Master Lingbao to instruct his disciples not to reveal anything about him, especially his cultivation. Then he asked where the four ancient demons and gods were.
"Please rest assured, I have already given the instructions, and guests who are not sent by me have also been informed and will not be leaked."
Headmaster Lingbao only knows the general area, but does not know the real secret places of the four demon gods, because these are taboos, and getting too close may cause disaster.
Although Ye Fan did not get the Nine Secrets when he came to Gezao Mountain this time, he learned about the world of cultivation on earth today and gained a lot.
Before he walked out of Gezao Mountain, Ye Fan stopped. A man with gray wings landed in the distance, and there were bursts of black mist.
Behind him, the expression of the leader of the Lingbao Sect suddenly changed. He was a powerful figure from the Four Extremes Secret Realm, with gray hair and gray eyes, as if he came from hell.
He directly stated his intention to come, and mentioned the past events of the coffin removal in Kowloon, saying that the Lingbao Sect must also have retrieved something important, and he wanted to borrow it for a visit today.
"Why do I feel a bit like the ancient fallen feather tribe?" Ye Fan said.
"They are people of Western orthodoxy." Headmaster Lingbao said.
"Who are you and why are you here?" This man with gray wings, his eyes as dim as dead gray, glanced at him ruthlessly.
"It doesn't matter who I am, and there is no need to tell you." Ye Fan walked around him and said, "I don't have time now. I will go to Jerusalem for a walk in the future."
"I want to go to our ancient holy city. No monk has come to visit for a long time..." The gray-haired weirdo suddenly stretched out a big hand and grabbed Ye Fan's Tianling Cap as fast as lightning.
"puff"
Ye Fan drew his finger in the air. There was still some distance between him and the weird man's arms were all broken off, and gray blood spattered.
"Who...are you?" The man carrying Gray Feather was shocked. He didn't expect to kick such a terrifying iron plate. He was obviously a powerful person!
Ye Fan waved his hand and immediately detained him. His face was full of fear, and he struggled hard but couldn't get rid of him.
Beside them, everyone was horrified. This was a strong man from the Four Extremes Secret Realm. Nowadays, ordinary sect leaders are nothing more than this, but Ye Fan carried him over like a dead duck.
Ye Fan pulled out a ray of light from the center of his eyebrows, which was the sea of divine consciousness, read his memory, and said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "I really thought a fallen angel came. It turns out that this is the result of successful Western Taoist cultivation.
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"You...who are you? My Lord will appear on earth. Please let me go." The gray-haired man was shocked and frightened.
"puff"
With a touch of Ye Fan's hand, he dissipated like snowflakes, and all the flesh, blood, bones, bones, and consciousness all over his body melted away and ceased to exist.
The people around me didn't dare to express their anger. They were secretly glad that they didn't offend this god, didn't do anything with him, and got his guidance.
"I'm going to go to the West in the future. I really don't know who I will meet." Ye Fan said to himself, and disappeared in an instant with Guo Zhen and Xiao Song.
A few days later, he came to Changbai Mountain and entered this primitive land to look for the ancient demon gods.
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