Chapter 237: The World Shakes! Immortal Families, North and South Split Inheritance (Opening)

Dongshan Province, Mount Laoshan.

In front of the Incense Burning Hall, a large iron pot was set up on an Eight Immortals table. More than thirty catties of Laoshan spring water stewed a fourteen or fifteen-catty fish until the soup turned white and the fish smelled fresh.

Laoshan iron pot stewed big fish can be considered a major specialty dish of Dongshan Province.

The intense aroma drifted in front of the Incense Burning Hall. In front of the Ancestor Hall, indulging in the desire of the mouth and belly was a sin, a sin.

However, the disciples standing on both sides dared not say a word.

Only because the one sitting at the table was the current Laoshan Abbot, Li Chengge.

At this moment, he looked at the big fish churning in the iron pot, but in his hand, he held a piece of white paper. The white paper was cut into a circular shape, bright like the moon, and in the eyes of everyone, it actually radiated a luster like moonlight.

Whoosh...

Ten steps away, a young man focused his spirit and held his breath, looking at the round white paper, and took a deep breath. Actually, a thin white line, like bright moonlight, was swallowed into his body. In an instant, a faint golden light appeared in his eyes.

"Abbot, your Daoist methods are becoming more and more divine. Cutting paper into the moon, Taiyin flowing brilliance... truly obtained the essence of our Laoshan Daoist methods."

Beside him, Hua Yixun couldn't help but say.

According to seniority, he was Li Chengge's Senior Brother, but his cultivation aptitude was extremely average. At this age, he had only just barely touched the threshold of the Gao Gong realm.

Therefore, at the beginning, he had brought his little apprentice Gu Jingqiu down the mountain to travel, hoping to have some opportunities to help him in his cultivation.

It was also that trip down the mountain that allowed him to have a meeting with Zhang Fan at the Gusu Xuanmiao Temple.

At that time, Zhang Fan's cultivation was not yet complete, and he hadn't even practiced the 【Fire Dragon Alchemy Sword】. Gu Jingqiu had even asked him for pointers on Zhenwu Mountain Daoist methods to his face.

Now, only half a year had passed, but the progress in both their cultivations was already a world of difference.

"Jingqiu, why don't you come and thank the Abbot? This transmission of Dharma can save you three years of bitter work." Hua Yixun said in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, Gu Jingqiu hurried forward and bowed respectfully.

"Many thanks, Abbot Junior Uncle."

"Senior Brother, your little apprentice's 【Golden Toad Gazing at the Moon Method】 already has three parts of heat."

Li Chengge didn't raise his head, his fingers relaxed, and the round white paper fell to the ground, no longer having the bright luster from just now, as if it were just an ordinary piece of white paper.

Holding the remnant and guarding the lack to refine the mystical art, the bright moon fills and enters the Toad Palace.

Golden Toad Gazing at the Moon Method is a top-tier inner alchemy method of Laoshan. In terms of fame, it might not be as good as Zhenwu Mountain's 【North-South Sect Source Method】, but in terms of mystery, each has its own merits.

"This fish is stewed about right. Move it over and offer it to the Ancestor. Master liked this bite when he was alive."

Li Chengge waved his hand, and two little Daoist boys walked up and carried the big fish stewed in the iron pot down.

"Abbot, in my opinion, in a few days, Jingqiu, this child, will be able to realize the Gao Gong rank. Being able to step into such a realm at this age can be considered the Ancestor's protection."

Hua Yixun looked at Gu Jingqiu and couldn't help but say.

He had practiced bitterly for half his life and hadn't achieved this. It shows that the path of cultivation has its own fate, and it really cannot be forced.

"If our Laoshan could have a few more such disciples, plus the Abbot's planning, why worry about not being able to carry forward Laoshan?" Hua Yixun couldn't help but say.

"Firewood is exhausted but the fire is passed on, endless and continuous. The inheritance of the sect's Dharma lineage relies on excellent disciples, however..."

Li Chengge looked at the night scenery of Canglan and murmured softly: "Wanting to carry it forward requires heaven-sent aptitude of the world, divine beauty of the generation. Such figures are one in ten thousand, but only such people can seize the fortune of Heaven and Earth and broaden the sect's lintel."

Just like Zhenwu Mountain's Chu Chaoran, Pure Yang Limitless, immortal class. Just this figure alone won a hundred years of fortune for Zhenwu Mountain, and among the same generation, no one could compare.

However, throughout the ages, how many people like Chu Chaoran are there?

"Abbot, Pure Yang Zhenren is the bell spirit gestated by Heaven and Earth. Reaching the end of the Dharma, he is already the last of his kind." Hua Yixun couldn't help but say.

He knew very well that the Abbot of a mountain cares most about the inheritance of incense and the education of disciples.

"Don't you know that next year, on the second day of the second lunar month, Zhenwu Mountain will open a disciple-recruitment ceremony. Chaoran Zhenren is going to take disciples again."

Just at this moment, Li Chengge changed the subject and said suddenly.

"Taking disciples again? That's not right. Many years ago, didn't Chaoran Zhenren already take a closed-door disciple?" Hua Yixun was suspicious. He didn't have a high realm, so such news naturally hadn't reached his ears.

"Being able to let Chaoran Zhenren have the thought of taking disciples again, I'm afraid it's not something in the pond. Could it be that Heaven is flourishing Zhenwu, wanting to be like Pure Yang Ancestor back then, and seize another six hundred years of fortune for it!?"

Li Chengge murmured softly, a trace of sorrow flowing in his eyes.

His lifelong wish was to broaden the Laoshan Dharma lineage and achieve unparalleled status in the world.

"Abbot, what kind of person is the disciple Chaoran Zhenren is going to take?" Hua Yixun couldn't help but ask.

Once these words were spoken, even Gu Jingqiu beside him pricked up his ears.

In the eyes of all practitioners, Chu Chaoran is like an immortal. Being able to enter his sect and become a disciple is naturally a heaven-sent immortal fate.

"I don't know." Li Chengge shook his head, but Zhang Fan's figure appeared in his mind.

He had only met this young man once, but he was deeply impressed.

His fame was not obvious, yet he awakened heaven-sent supernatural powers, and even made the Three Tian Shi Liu Liu Nan Xu travel thousands of miles to come to Dongshan Province to relieve him.

Even Liu Liu Nan Xu said personally that the young man was her teacher's disciple.

"Chaoran Zhenren's disciple, could it be him?" Li Chengge thought to himself.

There are also differences between disciples and disciples.

Liu Liu Nan Xu said the young man was Chaoran Zhenren's disciple; perhaps he had only received pointers.

Just like Ye Beichen of Mount Zhongnan, who had also received pointers from Chu Chaoran when he was young. Although he had now attained the Three Tian Shi position and inherited the incense of the Mount Zhongnan lineage, privately he also called himself Chaoran Zhenren's disciple, and must call him teacher when seeing him.

Chu Chaoran is venerable and respected, and doesn't know how many juniors he has helped. There are naturally not a few such "disciples."

However, the disciple-recruitment ceremony is completely different. Announcing to the world and inviting all sides to observe, the significance of such a disciple is no small matter.

Chaoran Zhenren can have many disciples, but there can only be one such closed-door disciple.

The invitation letter sent by Zhenwu Mountain did not specify who the disciple Chaoran Zhenren would take.

"Perhaps, Zhenren moved his heart and thought, just having the idea of taking disciples, wanting to give a chance to the juniors of the world." Li Chengge thought to himself.

A Daoist giant like Chaoran Zhenren, having moved his compassionate heart, wanting to pave the way for those who came later, taking disciples and bestowing fate is not impossible.

"Doesn't that mean many people have a chance?" Hua Yixun couldn't help but say.

The practitioners of the world, say there are many, there are not many; say there are few, there are not few.

Besides opening sects and establishing factions, and offering incense to the mountain gates, there are also many hidden forces and great families.

Among them, those with transcendent status are not even under the famous Daoist mountains, known as 【Mystical Families】.

These 【Mystical Families】, although not comparable to the Long Hu Zhang family that was known as 【Immortal Families】 back then, their ancestors also produced existences that were called Daoist Ancestors.

The Daoist inheritance continues to this day. To be called a Daoist Ancestor, one must have attained the realm of Pure Yang Limitless, realized the changes of the three and five, and looked toward the class of land immortals.

For example, Pure Yang Ancestor 【Lu Zu】, and also Quanzhen Dao 【Qiu Zu】, etc.

The most famous one should be the so-called 【Four Great Celestial Masters】, which are Zhang Daoling, Ge Hong, Sa Shoujian, and Xu Xun.

These four ancestors were all of the immortal class, so they passed down the name of Three Tian Shi to later generations, precisely because most of their achievements in the human world were left in the 【Three Tian Shi】 rank, and their true cultivation and achievements were far more than that.

Like the Xu family where Zhang Fan's ex-girlfriend Xu Zhixia is, they are descendants of the 【Xu Ancestor】 lineage.

Mystical Families, having not opened sects and established factions, logically also have the qualification to enter mountain sects.

Not to mention, there are also many hidden forces hidden in the desperate realms of mountains and seas.

"In any case, Zhenwu Mountain's invitation this time can be considered to have stirred up the entire cultivation world." Li Chengge sighed.

He also couldn't guess why Chu Chaoran suddenly made such a move.

However, it must be admitted that every move of Pure Yang Zhenren affects the nerves of all practitioners in the world. Now, everyone's attention has fallen on Zhenwu Mountain.

Don't know which late bloomer will have such heaven-sent fate. Thinking about it, next year on the second day of the second lunar month, Zhenwu Mountain will surely be extraordinarily lively.

"The second day of the second lunar month, can see the bearing of this Pure Yang Zhenren again." Li Chengge sighed: "It seems I have to go into seclusion for a period of time."

Thinking of this, he turned and walked away, stepping leisurely into the ancient and simple Incense Burning Hall.

The news of Chaoran Zhenren taking disciples spread throughout the Daoist world almost overnight, and the world shook.

You must know, many years ago, Chu Chaoran had already taken a closed-door disciple, and at that time, he also invited all sides to observe the ceremony.

That closed-door disciple was Xia Weisheng.

Now, after many years, Chu Chaoran had the thought of taking disciples again, which inevitably made many people have many speculations.

Even, many people were eyeing this opportunity.

The immortal fate of Pure Yang Zhenren's closed-door disciple might not necessarily not fall into one's own home.

Please... you... collect_(!)

Jiangnan Province, Yujing City.

Zhang Fan stayed at home for three days, waiting for news from Fang Changle's side.

The Daoist Alliance side didn't seem to have any movements.

"Who has the time to bother with you now."

On this day, Fang Changle brought news.

"Chaoran Zhenren is going to take disciples?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

"Now the entire Daoist world is discussing this matter. Heard that Shangjing City has sent special personnel to Zhenwu Mountain to inquire about the situation." Fang Changle couldn't help but say.

"That old immortal taking disciples is a big deal."

"Taking who?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Who knows? Zhenwu Mountain didn't say." Fang Changle paused slightly: "Aren't you from Zhenwu Mountain? Don't you know?"

"Don't tell me he's taking you."

Fang Changle looked Zhang Fan up and down.

In terms of cultivation, strength, and aptitude, Zhang Fan belonged to the top-tier. It just so happened that he was also a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain. If Chaoran Zhenren took disciples, it was not impossible for him to take him.

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhang Fan stared and said: "Don't harm me."

Chaoran Zhenren taking disciples is the focus of the world.

At this time, whoever jumps out and says they are Zhenren's disciple will immediately become the target of public criticism.

Furthermore, if it's not Chu Chaoran personally acknowledging it, who dares to say they are the closed-door disciple favored by Heaven's luck?

"Don't tell me he's really taking me." Zhang Fan muttered in his heart.

Logically speaking, his fate with Zhenwu Mountain is not shallow, and he even snatched away the 【Zhenwu Jade Tablet】 that inherited the sect's incense.

If Chu Chaoran really took him as a disciple, it would be justifiable.

But the ceremony is set for the second day of the second lunar month next year, and there are not many months left. If he really took him as a disciple, how come there is no news at all? Zhenwu Mountain hasn't even contacted him.

Or is it that the disciple Chu Chaoran wants to take is someone else!?

"I heard that many 【Mystical Families】 have started sending notes to Zhenwu Mountain." Fang Changle said in a deep voice.

"These Mystical Families have even sent out their bottom-of-the-box successors, wishing they could worship under Pure Yang Zhenren's sect."

Mystical Families, although they haven't opened sects and established factions, their ancestors are extraordinary, and their foundation is deep. If they happen to have an amazing successor, once they worship under Pure Yang Zhenren's sect, it will be like adding wings to a tiger, soaring into the sky.

"It is indeed an opportunity, but Zhenren should have already decided on the candidate in his heart." Zhang Fan couldn't help but say.

"That's not necessarily true."

Fang Changle shook his head.

"The second day of the second lunar month, disciple-recruitment ceremony, but the invitation letter sent by Zhenwu Mountain says that Chaoran Zhenren will choose a closed-door disciple..."

"Choosing a disciple... means everyone has a chance."

"In any case, for this period of time, Yujing City should be able to be peaceful for a while." Fang Changle said solemnly.

"But you still keep a low profile. The Daoist Alliance Headquarters doesn't have any movements, but the Supernatural Association's investigation team hasn't left yet."

"I know."

Sending Fang Changle away, Zhang Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief. It looked like he didn't need to run away.

At least for now, the Ren Xiao storm could be considered to have passed.

Now, the most eye-catching thing in the Daoist world is probably the matter of Chaoran Zhenren taking disciples on the second day of the second lunar month next year.

Before that, Zhang Fan should have a peaceful time to pass.

"Now just waiting for Lin Jianyue's news."

Zhang Fan's tense nerves were finally relaxed. Right now, he only needed to continue cultivation. Once Lin Jianyue found Zhao Jiexuan, he could try to fuse the gods.

Once the fusion was successful, the soul-aspect supplemented, and the Divine Demon Sacred Embryo refined, Zhang Fan would truly have the capital to settle down.

"No matter how fast I practice, not being the strongest always makes me feel insecure." Zhang Fan sighed.

Having seen that Three Tian Shi fight that day, his current achievements didn't seem like much, and the joy of stepping into the 【Great Being】 realm was also diluted quite a bit.

Most importantly, the young soul-aspect who called himself Zhang Sheng that day, he had also heard of in Yin Tiger's mouth.

"Don't tell me I really have an older brother." Zhang Fan's expression was strange.

Regarding this brother, he didn't have half an impression.

"What is the Master of South Zhang?" Zhang Fan recalled the title of his so-called "brother" from Dharma King Huo.

Things in their family seemed to be hidden from him alone.

"Headache, forget it, won't think about it."

Zhang Fan shook his head, rubbed his temples, pressed down the doubts in his heart, took out his phone, and opened the "Little Yellow Book" to flip through it casually.

"Hmm!?"

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, only to see the avatar of 【Millennium Old Demon】 was actually lit up.

"This guy is online!?"

Zhang Fan hurried to open the chat box of 【Millennium Old Demon】, however, before he could even send an emoji, the other party's avatar turned gray.

"Offline? Damn, ran faster than a rabbit."

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looking at his room.

He even suspected whether this 【Millennium Old Demon】 had installed a pinhole camera in his house.

"You wait for me, sooner or later I'll drag you out."

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and casually opened the homepage of 【Millennium Old Demon】. With just one glance, he was stunned.

Three minutes ago, Millennium Old Demon had just posted a thread, the title was called:

The First Daoist Sect of the Past, the Great Secret of the North-South Split Inheritance of Immortal Families!!!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 238 =====