Chapter 378: 122. Maoshan Shangqing Esoteric Art? Learned it

122. Maoshan Shangqing Esoteric Art? Learned it.

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Magistrate Ouyang Rong took three autumn garments made by Saving Aqing out of his bundle and set them aside.

He then took out the Mirage Beast mask and a sandalwood elixir box.

Inside the box was a top-grade Qi-replenishing elixir, the Ink Flood Dragon. Ever since he swindled it from Boss Li, he had never had the chance to use it.

During this trip to Mount Mount Dagu, he had unexpectedly comprehended the Ding Sword divine ability "Dependent Origination and Emptiness," so it had been saved.

That was not bad; he could keep it and continue to use it as a trump card.

After all, as it stood, "Dependent Origination and Emptiness" still relied too much on luck.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong was not yet proficient enough in using it; he had not delved deep enough.

Moreover, not everywhere was like Mount Mount Dagu, which had nearly a hundred years of accumulated, dense incense Qi that had not yet been occupied by Buddhist Qi practitioners, making it suitable for his "Dependent Origination."

Putting away the Mirage Beast mask and the Ink Flood Dragon, Magistrate Ouyang Rong's gaze fell upon the old booklet at the very bottom of the opened bundle.

The booklet was ancient, looking like a hastily copied manuscript, with two scrawled small seal script characters on its yellowed cover.

"Zhen Gao... Is it a mandate personally dictated by a True Person or Immortal? The name is quite arrogant."

It sounded like some street-stall Daoist scripture meant to bluff people.

Coming from that unidentified, frivolous Daoist, it should be related to the Three Pure Daoist Sect.

However, when he discovered this book, it had been wrapped in a pink bellyband by the frivolous Daoist, which made Magistrate Ouyang Rong subconsciously feel it was nothing important—at the very least, it did not count as a proper book.

But just in case, it was better to study it.

He pondered for a moment, first flipping through the Daoist classics on the bookshelf, but found no clues; it did not look like a Daoist scripture circulating in the market.

"I'll ask Xiao Shimei another day, or have Yan Liulang investigate it."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong temporarily put away this "Zhen Gao."

Finally, his gaze turned to the long sword case on the table.

A look of helplessness appeared in his eyes; after thinking for a moment, he opened a small gap.

A moment later, a clear blue sword arc flew out of the sword case.

It intended to soar into the sky, but Magistrate Ouyang Rong, with a stern face, pinched it with two fingers and dragged it back.

The Artisan sword body twisted and turned, protesting strongly.

It was just a pity that the sword master was even more of a rascal than it was.

"I didn't let you out to be a street hoodlum. Keep an eye on the gear you've exploded. If you leak your aura, we'll both be taken down. You're fine, you can just change sword masters and continue being a carefree hoodlum, but I'll be the one suffering...

"Hey, you wouldn't want to carry the reputation of being a 'Sword Master Nemesis,' would you?"

After being lectured earnestly, the Artisan hovered beside the sword case, feeling life was meaningless.

Within the clear blue sword light, Magistrate Ouyang Rong took out the snow-white long sword from inside the sword case.

Initially, upon touching it, his hand was stung by the sword Qi, but once it entered the clear blue sword light emitted by the sword arc above, the snow-white long sword immediately quieted down, lying obediently in Magistrate Ouyang Rong's hand as if bound and restrained.

With its Hu Ji owner absent, its sword Qi was suppressed to death by the Artisan; it was a crushing defeat from a much higher rank.

However, although it could not compare to the Ding Sword, one had to admit that the quality of this long sword was indeed not bad.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong examined it carefully.

Having previously exchanged blows with Xue Xue Zhongzhu at Donglin Temple, Magistrate Ouyang Rong mused that this snow-white longsword was faintly sentient and not much less sharp than the Ding Sword. Since it had suffered no damage during their head-on collision at the time, he felt it might even be slightly stronger than the Moonlight Longsword, a posthumous work of the old swordsmith.

However, the only thing that gave him pause was that it seemed to share a mental connection with Xue Xue Zhongzhu...

But now, being so far away and having the Artisan firmly suppressing it, it shouldn't be able to leak its position, right?

Magistrate Ouyang Rong frowned slightly. Suddenly, he discovered two ancient, simple characters vaguely on the blade of the snow-white long sword.

"Little Zhi Shuang?"

He muttered curiously: "The name of the sword? It's quite elegant."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong held the hard, cold sword hilt and examined it carefully under the lamp.

Just then, he leaned in close to look and discovered a strand of golden hair wrapped around the hilt.

Seeing this hair color, Magistrate Ouyang Rong immediately understood whose it was.

A domineering figure with golden hair like a candle flashed vaguely before his eyes.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he was in no mood to look further. He cautiously burned the golden hair and hastily put it back into the case. After leaving the sword case, using the clear blue sword Qi to suppress Little Zhi Shuang consumed too much dantian spiritual energy. He vaguely felt he could not hold on; in just the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, half of the spiritual energy in his Grade 8 dantian had been consumed, so he had to put it away, as it was inconvenient to look at more.

As for the other piece of light, thin fabric inside the sword case, Magistrate Ouyang Rong turned a deaf ear and did not take it out to look. Moreover, he was afraid that once it left the sword case, which suppressed and hid Qi, the Yin-Yang school Qi practitioner's methods were strange; even if burned to ashes, they might be able to follow the vine and find him. This was not the wilderness; he could not expose Yinbingzhai, and he still had his persona as the harmless Jiangzhou Senior Official.

Come to think of it, this Mohist sword case was indeed powerful. It had been able to suppress the spiritual cultivation of the Military school top-grade Qi practitioner Qiu Qiu Shenji, and now it could hide the Artisan, which was as fierce as a bull, not to mention "Little Zhi Shuang" and the ordinary undergarment.

He glared at the Artisan and stuffed the little guy back in. Speaking of which, on this trip to Mount Mount Dagu, the gear that exploded—what kind of strange things were they?

What Magistrate Ouyang Rong, who turned to grumble and go to sleep, did not know was that at this moment, thousands of miles away, in a secluded residence in a valley in Lady Yunmeng Marsh, a tall Hu Ji with golden hair reaching her waist was in the middle of meditation. The moment he took out the snow-white long sword "Little Zhi Shuang" in his home in Prince Xunyang City, she suddenly opened her eyes. A hundred feet in the air, she narrowed her eyes slightly and gazed toward the Prince Xunyang City direction in the south, lost in thought.

And when Magistrate Ouyang Rong was carefully inspecting and "caressing" the snow-white long sword, the Hu Ji in the air, who was squinting and perceiving carefully, almost stumbled and fell from mid-air. Under the upward gazes of some Yue women in the peach forest below who had curious and puzzled expressions, the golden-haired mixed-race Hu Ji, who had lost her sword, finally stabilized her figure in the air. She covered her burning hot side face, and a pair of emerald eyes glared furiously toward the southeast direction of Prince Xunyang City, saying through gritted teeth in a cold voice:

"Lewd scholar, you have read the sages in vain!"

Early the next morning, Magistrate Ouyang Rong went to the Prince Xunyang Prince's Mansion. After visiting the Prince Xunyang Prince Li Wang Lixian, he found the Xiao Shimei who was sleeping in.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong walked into the courtyard.

"Get up, the sun is already hitting your butt."

"Wait, Ru Shixiong, don't come in, I... I am cultivating."

A hasty, delicate cry came from inside the courtyard, the voice mixed with a hint of magnetic laziness.

"It's freezing cold, you're cultivating while burrowed in the quilt, right?"

Magistrate Ouyang Rong was speechless and shook his head, but he still waited in the courtyard.

Half an hour later, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang walked out with a serious face, dressed neatly. Today, she was wearing a familiar red male outfit, full of vitality, but Magistrate Ouyang Rong's face was a bit dark; he had waited until the flowers had withered.

"Didn't we just separate a moment ago? You're so impatient to find me. It wasn't enough to accompany you on the road before. Being so impatient early in the morning, Aunt Wei, Sister Su Guoer, and the others will laugh at us again."

Seeing Magistrate Ouyang Rong, the noble lady of the Chenjun Xie clan let out a yawn and muttered a reproach. Then, looking left and right and seeing no maidservants, she walked up, took his arm, buried her head slightly against his chest, and pinched the flesh at his waist with her fair hand hidden beneath her sleeve.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong was stunned. While inhaling in pain, he realized that coming directly to the Xiao Shimei's boudoir was indeed outrageous.

After all, this was not the girls' dormitory building of his previous life where he could diligently wander around. Perhaps Magistrate Ouyang Rong felt it was nothing, and even no one in the mansion dared to stop him, and he was used to walking there, but the maidservants and servants in the mansion might be secretly laughing somewhere.

Although the Xiao Shimei was used to wearing male outfits, she also had the thin skin of a girl.

However, Magistrate Ouyang Rong certainly could not explain that he was not visiting without a reason, and he was not here to be intimate with her... He nodded seriously, his tone embarrassed:

"I missed you, I couldn't help it. I will be careful next time. I'll come back at mealtime."

"It's useless even if you say it. You commit the same offense every time. Hmph, let's go. Seeing your stomach rumbling, you ran over without even eating breakfast, really..."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang lectured with a straight face, and Magistrate Ouyang Rong was obedient.

However, no matter how one listened to her tone, it did not sound like a reproach...

A moment later, Magistrate Ouyang Rong exchanged pleasantries with Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang for a while, and they sat down to eat breakfast together. Only then did Magistrate Ouyang Rong, without changing his expression, inquire about the Three Pure Daoist Sect.

"The Sanshan Blood-Dropping Daoist Sect of the South... um, that is, the Three Pure Daoist Sect, has always been low-key. Apart from the Jiang Yuqing Daoists of Mount Gezao, the Daoists of the other two mountains, the Supreme Pure and the Upper Pure, are rarely seen down the mountain.

"However, there is a difference between the Supreme Pure Sect and the Upper Pure Sect. The Supreme Pure Mount Longhu is aloof and reclusive, similar to the path of the Lady Yunmeng Sword Marsh.

"And the latter, Upper Pure Mount Mao, is simply short of people, so the disciples are actively walking down the mountain instead. But the orthodox Daoists in the Ancestral Hall of Mount Mao are only passed down through a few lineages; with few people, naturally, the fame is not that great.

"But it can be as famous as the Supreme Pure Mount Longhu and the Jiang Yuqing Mount Gezao, collectively known as the Sanshan of Talismans, and the disciples of the same sect share the Sanshan Blood-Dropping generation names, so it is not an undeserved reputation."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang put down her porridge bowl and spoke softly:

"Because I know Senior Chongxuzi, I am more familiar with Mount Gezao. As for Mount Longhu and Mount Mao, I am not very clear. However, you can go and ask Uncle Li, and Sister Su Guoer. When their family was first demoted to Dragon City, although they were down and out, because some incense ties still remained, there was often a highly ranked old physiognomist from Mount Mao who frequently visited the Su Mansion. Later, the connection was slowly broken.

"However, now the Celestial Master Mansion on Mount Longhu often secretly communicates with Uncle Li. Ru Shixiong should know something about this."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang said as if counting family treasures.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong nodded slightly: "Um, that elixir that complemented my constitution back then came from the Celestial Master Mansion?"

"That's right. Speaking of which, it was Uncle Li's face that was useful, but it can also be considered owing a favor."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang did not hide anything at all:

"Actually, this Three Pure Daoist Sect, although it has three mountain heads, the relationship between the Ancestral Halls is close. In a sense, they advance and retreat together. They resist the southward transmission of the Northern Louguan Daoist Dharma from the north and monopolize the incense of believers in the south.

"The Three Pure Daoist Sect shares honor and disgrace. If one says Mount Gezao is the

face, then Mount Longhu is the substance."

"What about the Upper Pure Sect of Mount Mao?" Magistrate Ouyang Rong asked with great interest.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang smiled lightly: "It is the shadow, walking down the mountain, doing some things that are inconvenient for both the face and the substance."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong was lost in thought: "No wonder there are few people."

After a pause, he asked casually: "By the way, does Xiao Shimei know the Daoist scriptures and Daoist Dharma of each family? I heard someone mention a 'Zhen Gao' or something..."

"Of course I know. 'Zhen Gao'? This scripture is not simple; it is the most important Daoist Dharma of the Upper Pure Mount Mao." Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang nodded and immediately stated:

"This Daoist Dharma can only be granted to orthodox core disciples recognized by the Upper Pure Ancestral Hall. Those who enter the hall can use many secret techniques, including the Upper Pure Esoteric Art—the Decree of Descending Gods. However, performing the Decree of Descending Gods requires consuming a red and black talisman, which is also the non-transferable treasure of the Upper Pure Sect...

"Where did Ru Shixiong hear about 'Zhen Gao'? Rumor has it that it was dictated by a Heavenly Human from the Upper Pure Sect a thousand years ago. Not many people know about this thing.

"The Upper Pure Esoteric Art, the Decree of Descending Gods, is recorded in 'Zhen Gao,' and only Daoists who have cultivated the Upper Pure Sect's introductory cultivation method, 'Upper Pure Great Cavern True Scripture,' can cultivate 'Zhen Gao.' There are similar Supreme Pure Esoteric Arts and Jiang Yuqing Esoteric Arts, which also require introductory cultivation methods, so the threshold is very high, ensuring that the inheritance of the Ancestral Hall is not leaked."

"Just hearsay."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong nodded calmly, but waves were rising in his heart.

Not long after, after accompanying the Xiao Shimei to finish eating and being intimate for a while, Magistrate Ouyang Rong left the Prince's Mansion. On the way back, he frowned, puzzled:

"This broken booklet is actually an Upper Pure Esoteric Art? What is the relationship between that Daoist and Mount Mao? Could he be an orthodox disciple? But the Three Pure Daoist Sect has a close relationship with the Prince Xunyang Prince's Mansion, which can be considered betting on the dragon. Why send an Upper Pure orthodox disciple to act as a thug for the Wei family? And it's still this kind of frivolous and lustful goods?

"Could it be preparing for both sides, betting on both sides? But this method is too rough and too unrefined. Why not secretly show loyalty to the Wei family and wait and see? Why enter the game so quickly? And now he was caught red-handed by me...

"Besides, to cultivate the Upper Pure Esoteric Art in 'Zhen Gao,' one needs to first cultivate the introductory cultivation method 'Upper Pure Great Cavern True Scripture'?

"I can't just disperse my cultivation, start over, and walk the Daoist path.

"Eh, wait, when I wasn't Grade 8 back then, the Purple Mist of Merit could supply the Artisan and drive the Ding Sword. Does this also count as a kind of Ding Sword divine ability of 'Dependent Origination and Emptiness'?

"Doesn't this mean that the Purple Mist of Merit can act as spiritual energy and cross the threshold of some esoteric arts? It's very possible. I'll try it."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong had a flash of inspiration and immediately took action. He browsed through "Zhen Gao," closed his eyes, held his breath, and according to the cultivation method, circulated his spiritual energy.

A moment later, inside the Pagoda of Merit in his heart, the blue-gold characters above the small wooden fish changed, and merit was slowly deducted.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in Magistrate Ouyang Rong's body vaguely circulated according to the special meridians pointed out in "Zhen Gao"... unobstructed.

"It can be used!"

Magistrate Ouyang Rong's tone was both surprised and delighted.

"Wait..." He frowned slightly and muttered to himself:

"Although I can cultivate 'Zhen Gao' and learn the Upper Pure Esoteric Art, the Decree of Descending Gods, according to Xiao Shimei, every time I use the Upper Pure Esoteric Art, I need to consume a precious talisman with a black background and red characters. Where can I get this?"

Magistrate Ouyang Rong searched through the old hand-copied booklet named "Zhen Gao" but did not find any trace of the red and black talismans.

"What that frivolous Daoist performed at the time should be the Decree of Descending Gods... It's a pity, a red and black talisman was wasted." He sighed lightly, thought for a moment, lowered his head, and continued to read "Zhen Gao," silently reciting it in his heart.

This Upper Pure Esoteric Art, I'll steal it first. Anyway, having more skills is not a burden.

Now that he had developed a new wonderful use for the Purple Mist of Merit, Magistrate Ouyang Rong decided to focus on being all-encompassing.

But then again, if he went on like this, in the future, a wild Sword Holder who could proficiently master the esoteric arts of various sects would appear. Would the style be a bit abstract?

Never mind. This time he was "arrested on the spot" by Xue Xue Zhongzhu. Although he had the new Ding Sword divine ability "Dependent Origination and Emptiness," he was still beaten into serious injury at close range and ran away in such a sorry state.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong had no interest in offering the sword to surrender to the Empress or the imperial court, and he did not have the standard configuration of a mature Sword Holder system such as a protector or sword attendant. Although he had the full support of the Prince Xunyang Prince's Mansion, it was of no help in terms of Qi cultivation techniques. Instead, he and the Xiao Shimei were the two big thighs of the Prince's Mansion and had to protect them.

This Sword Holder work, it couldn't be said to be wild; it could only be said to be an orphan. It was truly hard to bear, and he could only rely on himself. He had to learn more things to protect himself.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong held "Zhen Gao" and muttered to himself:

"Decree of Descending Gods? Interesting. I'd like to see how it descends..." ===== CHAPTER 379 =====