Chapter 410: Reflection Wall, Old Friends of Shanhe, Flying Flowers and Shattering Jade, Divine Ability is Not as Good
Original mountain.
Reception hall.
"Distinguished guests, please take your seats." Lin Bufan walked slowly and calmly, flicked his sleeves, and sat down slowly.
Zhu Xuanji, Shen Lingshu, Ning Jiu-fan, Unlike Ning Zhuo, and Lin Shanshan sat down one after another.
Lin Bufan slowly raised his hand, signaling the attendants of the Myriad Medicine Sect to serve spirit tea and pastries.
Ning Jiu-fan stroked his beard and smiled, taking the lead: "Tea and pastries are actually not important. Sect Master Lin, please talk about the Linlang Reflection Wall in the Myriad Demon Cave."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's attention was immediately attracted.
Unlike Ning Zhuo also laughed: "So that's it, the treasure in the Myriad Demon Cave is the Linlang Reflection Wall? Please forgive the junior for being ignorant, I have never heard of any Linlang Reflection Wall."
He and Ning Jiu-fan sang in harmony, the grandfather and grandson cooperated tacitly, just like a joint attack from left and right, besieging Lin Bufan on the main seat.
This made Zhu Xuanji look sideways and Shen Lingshu raise his eyebrows.
After Unlike Ning Zhuo appeared, he transmitted his voice to Zhu Xuanji, telling the latter the process of his discovery of the Myriad Demon Cave treasure. The original intention was to treat Yuan Lao's illness and plot the ten-thousand-year fire essence in Fire Persimmon Mountain, but an accident happened. Yuan Lao and Ning Jiu-fan were both controlled by Lin Bufan and became prisoners. Please help, Zhu Xuanji!
Shen Lingshu secretly pondered: "This Unlike Ning Zhuo is really good at calculating! This time he specially invited Zhu Xuanji, which is to use the power of our country's royal family and the fame of the Divine Catcher to check and balance Lin Bufan."
"Zhu Xuanji fell into the trap! But he had to fall into it."
"Let's see what this mysterious Linlang Reflection Wall is."
Zhu Xuanji sighed endlessly.
He secretly said: "This Ning Jiu-fan has quite a lot of courage, entering the game with his body, a moment ago he was a prisoner, but at this moment he is light and breezy."
"The Northern heroic style is indeed worthy of praise."
Lin Bufan's mood was grave.
He knew the situation clearly!
He seemed to be in the main seat, having operated here for more than a hundred years, and was a local snake, but in terms of the situation, he was the weakest.
The combat power of the Ning family grandfather and grandson, Zhu Xuanji, and Shen Lingshu was enough to make Lin Bufan fear. Not to mention the huge forces they represented behind them.
"Zhu Xuanji and Shen Lingshu came together, I'm afraid there are strong people from the royal family hidden in the dark on this trip."
The enemy is many and I am few, and the defeat is set.
When Lin Bufan welcomed Zhu Xuanji and Shen Lingshu into Myriad Medicine Valley, he already understood this point.
What he has to do now is how to stand firm in the defeat and maintain his own interests and the interests of the Myriad Medicine Sect!
Therefore, facing the tacit "attack" of the Ning family grandfather and grandson, Lin Bufan did not directly tell the truth and explain what the Linlang Reflection Wall was.
But he also knew that he could not not explain this matter.
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So, he pointed to the tea that had been served and placed in front of everyone: "Back then, I was just a Jin Dan, my cultivation talent was insufficient, and it was difficult to cross the difficulty and advance to Nascent Soul."
"In depression, I chose to travel everywhere, looking for opportunities."
"Heaven favored me, let me accidentally enter the array in the Myriad Demon Cave and bump into Zhang Huaixu."
Zhu Xuanji frowned: "Grass Saint Zhang Huaixu?"
Lin Bufan nodded.
Grass Saint Zhang Huaixu was a historical celebrity, born in the time period after the Forbidden Dynasty and before the Night Rain Dynasty.
In his early years, he practiced Confucianism, and his calligraphy was upright and firm. After being demoted as an official, he planted grass and trees, recuperated, and entrusted his feelings.
Over time, he realized the Dao from grass and trees, took heaven and earth as his teacher, and integrated nature into his character and cultivation. He studied calligraphy and created a wild cursive script, called "Grass-Wood True Words," every stroke of which was natural, as if born from nature. The characters written were either as fast as a storm or as soft as light clouds, all hiding the rhyme of heaven and earth.
Later generations respected him as the Grass Saint!
History books clearly record that the Grass Saint had already passed away. Lin Bufan bumped into him in the Myriad Demon Cave, obviously this Grass Saint was not that Grass Saint, and it was related to the Linlang Reflection Wall.
Sure enough, Lin Bufan said the next moment: "What I encountered was of course not the Grass Saint himself, but the image of him left on the wall after he discovered the clues of the Reflection Wall here and had a strange opportunity. You can also understand it as a Dharma body."
"Although I didn't have the talent for cultivation, the Grass Saint Dharma body also gave me guidance and taught me part of the inheritance."
"I obtained this inheritance, understood part of the Grass-Wood True Words, succeeded in cultivating spirit grass, and broke through to Nascent Soul with this, advancing to a Nascent Soul cultivator."
Next, it was the content of the information that Unlike Ning Zhuo, Zhu Xuanji, and others could inquire about.
Relying on his Nascent Soul cultivation, Lin Bufan leaped up to become the leader of the Myriad Medicine Gate. He carried out sweeping reforms, using various means to eradicate dissent and purge corruption, consolidating the foundation and purifying the source for the Myriad Medicine Gate, while weeding out the parasites.
One of his most famous means was to bypass the old rules and contracts of the past and directly move the entire mountain gate from the original site, so that many old forces' contracts, even if they remained, lost almost all benefits and became a stack of empty waste paper.
Lin Bufan said: "I paid a heavy price to move the entire mountain gate to Myriad Medicine Valley. On the surface, it is because the spirit spring here is abundant, suitable for cultivating various medicinal herbs, and fully exerting the Grass Saint inheritance I obtained."
"In fact, I wanted to continue looking for opportunities in the Myriad Demon Cave."
"I went down to the cave many times, but was blocked by the array. I failed repeatedly, but no matter how many attempts failed, it could not shake my will."
"Finally one day, Grass Saint Zhang Huaixu appeared again. He told me that the Spirit Wall was of great importance, and even if it was ownerless, the waiting owner should be a pillar of the human race, a genius among geniuses, and it could never be the private property of an ordinary cultivator like me, telling me to give up my extravagance."
"I was depressed for many days because of this."
"One day I had a feeling, and created this spirit tea, please taste it, everyone."
Everyone in the hall was caught off guard.
They had been listening to Lin Bufan telling secret past events, but they didn't expect the latter to suddenly change the subject and turn to spirit tea.
But everyone had just listened attentively, with all their heart, and at this moment still had inertia, and couldn't help but cast their eyes on the teacup at hand.
The teacup was simple, like red pottery, and there were many pits on the surface of the cup, giving a crudely made feeling.
In the teacup, the tea leaves were orange-red like the sunset in autumn, and the leaves faintly showed mountain and river textures.
Shen Lingshu was interested, took the teacup first, and took a sip.
He tasted it and praised: "Good tea."
Unlike Ning Zhuo also entered the mouth.
When tasting it for the first time, it was slightly astringent, with a faint woody fragrance, as if the cold air of the forest was blowing on his face when he first entered the forest.
As the tea soup slid into the mouth, tasting it carefully, the tea taste gradually deepened, producing a hint of subtle sweetness, with endless aftertaste.
After drinking, there was a warm feeling in the throat, as if seeing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, standing quietly in the years. There were also old friends whispering in the ears, making people inevitably feel melancholy.
Seeing that everyone was tasting the tea without speaking, Lin Bufan said at the right time: "This tea was created by me, and I named it 'Old Friends of Shanhe'. Its tea tree is rooted in the most barren soil, and it needs to be irrigated with spirit liquid of thousands of herbal essences every day to grow and produce tea leaves."
"I miss my predecessors, and I also take this as my ambition, and start again."
"On one hand, I sought many orphans and children, measured their talent, and accepted them as apprentices. On the other hand, I ordered the original mountain god to infiltrate Myriad Medicine Valley and the other three peaks for long-term planning. Finally, I implemented new policies, attracted cultivators to stay in Little Struggle Peak, and encouraged them to fight constantly, using this means to strive for the goodwill of the Reflection Wall."
"The Linlang Reflection Wall was originally the wall of the Quiet Jade Immortal Concubine's palace. The Quiet Jade Immortal Concubine studied heaven and man, and with the help of the Martial Emperor's treasury, studied and practiced the techniques collected from all over the world at that time. Over time, the wall became spiritual and had wonderful power."
"It can reflect all kinds of characters in the world and preserve specific images. You can understand it as a special Dharma body."
"The Grass Saint Zhang Huaixu I encountered before was one of them, specifically left by the Grass Saint himself at that time to feed the inheritance of future generations."
There was silence in the hall.
On one hand, everyone was rapidly accepting the impact of these secret information. On the other hand, everyone also felt emotional.
Lin Bufan encountered a blow, but did not give up, but found another way, trying various other methods.
He has operated here for more than a hundred years, this is a hundred-year lonely plan, firm and unwavering, hidden and not released, waiting for the opportunity.
The spirit tea "Old Friends of Shanhe" he created, isn't it him explaining his ambition. He wants to imitate people like Grass Saint Zhang Huaixu, his ambition is long-lasting, and the mountains and rivers do not move!
Lin Shanshan's eyes were red, and she was the most moved. Only at this moment did she understand her father's painstaking efforts, planning and laying out in terms of a hundred years, which is how difficult a thing it is.
Unlike Ning Zhuo secretly called it amazing.
Clearly Lin Bufan was in a passive situation, plotted by him, and suppressed by the strong reinforcements Zhu Xuanji he brought, but Lin Bufan's reception of people and things was truly amazing.
He took the difficulty of the Ning family grandfather and grandson, on the surface, he was telling his past, explaining the secret of the Linlang Reflection Wall, but in fact, he was using this to explain his ambition, his past hardships, and how much effort he had made for this opportunity!
This made people like Unlike Ning Zhuo, after hearing it, after tasting the tea, have to sigh at Lin Bufan's difficulty, have a lot of understanding for him, and the hostility in his heart was reduced a lot.
Lin Bufan continued: "Extreme talent is extremely rare, and I have been looking for it for many years without success."
"I accepted many apprentices, wanting to win by quantity."
"As a result, until now, only one person has been favored by the images of several ancient sages in the Reflection Wall, and has been taught and guided many times."
"This is my eldest disciple Linghu Jiu."
"I am gratified in my heart, but I also know deeply that my beloved disciple is lazy by nature, honest by nature, and especially after getting drunk, he often expresses his feelings and ignores etiquette."
"It is precisely 'Drunken Moon Seeking Immortality' that succeeds, and 'Drunken Moon Seeking Immortality' that fails. Linghu Jiu has such talent and nature, so I can only check for leaks and fill the gaps."
"Therefore, I hid the truth from him, secretly designed a wine, named it Nether-Thought Dark Brew, fooled him, and let him mistakenly think that this was the combined effect of wine and talent, communicating with the underworld, making him get the predecessor's preaching and solving confusion."
"In fact, as long as it is within the scope of Myriad Medicine Valley, even if you don't go deep into the underground cave, as long as you are favored by an image of a deceased person in the Reflection Wall, the cultivator can obtain the inheritance."
Unlike Ning Zhuo nodded slightly.
Back then, when he saw the Five Elements God Lord again under the Spirit-Hidden Willow, he felt quite strange.
Hearing these words from Lin Bufan at this time, it can be regarded as verification with the previous one.
Lin Bufan's words should be true.
Unlike Ning Zhuo tended to believe it.
This is not because he believes in Lin Bufan's character, but because he believes more in Zhu Xuanji. As a Divine Catcher, Zhu Xuanji's eyes flashed with golden light, and he naturally had the ability to identify lies. Back then in Fire Persimmon Immortal City, he had repeatedly used this means.
Lin Bufan looked at Unlike Ning Zhuo at this time, his smile was slightly bitter: "I thought everything was very stable."
"I didn't expect that when Young Master Unlike Ning Zhuo met my beloved disciple for the first time, he would make him talk happily, and take out the Nether-Thought Dark Brew for Unlike Ning Zhuo to drink."
"Ordinary wine tasting is fine, but Young Master Unlike Ning Zhuo was favored by the Five Elements God Lord Dharma body and obtained the inheritance."
"It's fine to obtain the inheritance by getting drunk in the cave. But Young Master Unlike Ning Zhuo entered the Little Struggle Peak cave and obtained the God Lord inheritance again."
"If it were any other cultivator, getting such a gift would be happy. But Young Master Unlike Ning Zhuo is meticulous in thinking, extremely stable in temperament, and once he discovered the flaw, he grabbed it tightly, and acted as fast as thunder, taking my eldest disciple directly to find the magic array and discovering the secret mountain path leading to the original mountain."
Speaking of this, Lin Bufan sighed, his expression desolate.
Unlike Ning Zhuo felt bad and wanted to speak.
As a result, Lin Bufan said again: "Everyone drank tea, why not taste this pastry again."
"This pastry is not my creation, but my daughter Shanshan and my eldest disciple Jiu'er jointly created it, named Flying Flowers and Shattering Jade."
At this time, Lin Bufan had firmly controlled the initiative of the conversation, not giving Unlike Ning Zhuo any room to play.
Unlike Ning Zhuo chose to endure, followed Lin Bufan's meaning, and took the pastry.
The surface of the pastry was light gold, with slightly mottled cracks. The surface was dotted with a small amount of white sesame seeds and almond fragments, visually like flying flowers scattered on jade, classical and elegant.
Chewing in the mouth, Unlike Ning Zhuo discovered: the inside of the pastry was a soft and glutinous cake body, mixed with unevenly distributed raisins, orange peel, grapefruit peel, and almond fragments.
Unlike Ning Zhuo ate three in a row and found that each taste was different.
This is mainly because the ingredients in the pastry are not evenly distributed, causing him to have new expectations every time he eats one, and to be curious about the next one—what flavor will it be?
The sweet and sour of raisins? Or the slightly sour and bitter taste of orange peel and grapefruit peel? Sometimes it is the crispness of almond fragments. Every taste is different, like variables in the layout, making it difficult to predict.
The layering of the cake body became more obvious after multiple chewing, gradually turning from soft to a delicate stickiness, and sometimes the sudden sour and sweet of raisins or orange peel brought unexpected surprises.
Unlike Ning Zhuo realized something and opened his mouth to praise Lin Shanshan's creation.
Lin Shanshan hurriedly humbled herself, saying that this was just a play when she was a child, and her attitude towards the homework assigned by her father was perfunctory, only making the jade cake body and then losing patience, so she sought the help of her eldest brother.
As a result, Linghu Jiu was lazy by nature, and when making spirit cakes, he couldn't help but drink a lot, resulting in uneven distribution of ingredients.
But by mistake, it contributed to the uniqueness of this Flying Flowers and Shattering Jade.
Zhu Xuanji, Shen Lingshu, and others ate the spirit cake, all feeling something.
The next moment, Lin Bufan's words verified their perception. Only then did the Sect Master of the Myriad Medicine Sect slowly open his mouth: "Flying Flowers and Shattering Jade is a surprise brought to me, the elder, by the younger generation."
"It is also telling me that children and grandchildren have their own blessings and opportunities. If I, as an elder, only arrange carefully according to my own wishes, perhaps it is a kind of stupidity and should not be too demanding."
"Sigh... human hearts will change."
"Once, I accepted many apprentices and taught them to succeed in cultivation, in order to plot the Linlang Reflection Wall."
"But now, I hope these younger generations will grow up more steadily."
"For example, Young Master Unlike Ning Zhuo's visit to the Myriad Medicine Sect is like this Flying Flowers and Shattering Jade, bringing a big surprise to my sect!"
"Your interaction and encounters with my daughter Shanshan and my eldest disciple Jiu'er are like these ingredients combined with each other, forming a spirit cake with a unique and novel flavor."
"Sigh, I am old, just hope you will have good fate and good results in the future!"
Lin Bufan was earnest and sincere, like a kind elder in the family worrying about the younger generation.
Unlike Ning Zhuo sighed in his heart: "High, it's really too high!"
"Learned, learned a lot."
Lin Bufan's words and maneuvers allowed him to advance in defeat.
The atmosphere in the reception hall eased greatly. Zhu Xuanji and Shen Lingshu were strongly oppressive, carrying the meaning of questioning crimes. But at this moment, they both had a lot of good feelings for Lin Bufan and had more understanding of the latter.
Lin Bufan used tea and pastries to cleverly explain his philosophy, making others agree, and while retaining his face and the majesty of the Sect Master, with the help of the relationship between Unlike Ning Zhuo, Lin Shanshan, and Linghu Jiu, he narrowed the distance between him and the Ning family and turned enemies into friends to the greatest extent!
Worthy of being Lin Bufan, worthy of being a real power figure who has operated the entire sect for hundreds of years.
Under such a leader, can the Myriad Medicine Sect not be prosperous, can it not be prosperous?
Unlike Ning Zhuo shamefully discovered that compared to Lin Bufan's social skills, his frequent use of the Human-Life Hanging Thread was a regression, a lack of progress, and a laziness.
"Sect Master Lin Bufan, a hero!"
"I want to take him as an example and study hard!!"
"If I always use the Human-Life Hanging Thread divine ability to assist, how can I improve in this regard?"
"The Human-Life Hanging Thread is powerful, but it is limited by cultivation, and it cannot be planted on Nascent Soul, and even planting it on Linghu Jiu will be detected."
"But such communication skills are like spring breeze and rain entering the night, moistening things silently."
"Wonderful, wonderful."
Immediately, Unlike Ning Zhuo decided to rely less on divine abilities in the future and strengthen the excavation of his own potential.
It is not difficult to use divine abilities, what is difficult is not to use divine abilities, and still be handy.
Such a realm and ability, Unlike Ning Zhuo saw it on Lin Bufan today.
"It is precisely that techniques stop at cultivation, but wisdom can be infinite!" ===== CHAPTER 411 =====
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