Chapter 95: The Junior Uncle in the Rumors

Until the fourth day of the fast offering.

On the top of Mount Mingzhou, five-colored cloth covered the sky and the sun, and there were even seven colored clouds in the sky. The fast offering platform was covered with red sails, written with the names of gods, and filled with statues of gods. Many Daoists on and off the platform were stepping on the ritual steps, praying to gods for blessings.

In the distance, cattail cushions were placed, and many Daoists were sitting and watching.

Today is the cleansing of filth.

Many Daoists of the Spiritual Magic Sect were also invited to come and watch. This was also the first project in this fast offering that invited the three people of Floating Hill Temple to participate.

Lin Jue also came to join the fun.

After coming, he found that this kind of participation was just preparing a position for these Daoists under the fast offering platform. They sat on the cattail cushions, watching the Daoists of the Talisman Sect perform rituals along the altar, praying for blessings and sacrificing to gods, calling on the gods to cleanse the increasingly numerous monsters, ghosts, and demons in the world today. Specifically to each state and prefecture, some even specifically to a certain village in a certain county, or a certain mountain.

The three people of Floating Hill Temple whispered to each other.

The third senior brother told them that these specific place names were collected by the Daoists of the Talisman Sect on weekdays. The gods they usually worship and invite are limited, and they are too busy. This time, the Great Offering worships the gods of the heavens, so they take this opportunity to report to the highest immortals, requesting them to send celestial soldiers and generals, and the various departments in the sky will unite to cleanse them uniformly.

It sounds like the responsibilities of the gods from all over the world have become a larger-scale monster-cleansing and filth-cleansing action.

However, judging from the Great Offering of Mount Qiyun last year, most of it stayed on the surface and didn't have much effect.

Lin Jue just treated it as watching a curiosity.

After the ritual, True Immortal Dongming of the Smoke Glow Temple also had a speech. Like what the third senior brother said, most of it was calling on many people with Daoist attainments to work together to eliminate monsters.

However, the strange thing is that although this True Immortal was far away, when he spoke, the voice sounded like it was coming from a distance of one zhang in front.

"The world is in chaos. Eliminating monsters and demons is not the responsibility of the gods. There is no lack of true cultivators among the fellow Daoists below. They have cultivation, understand magic, and have great supernatural powers. Eliminating monsters and demons and upholding the right path is the fundamental duty of our Daoist cultivators."

Lin Jue was originally just here to make up the numbers. Sitting on the cattail cushion, he seemed to be listening to the lecture, but actually, most of the time he was thinking about the tricks of the "Mountain God Body-Protection Technique."

Not only him, and not only the Daoists of the Spiritual Magic Sect, even some young people of the Talisman Sect themselves felt very bored and couldn't help but be distracted, and there were quite a few whispering to each other. This also relatively represents the overall character of Daoists.

However, when hearing this voice, Lin Jue suddenly had a feeling of excitement again, which surprised him.

Yes, this should also be a kind of magic.

Thinking about it, there should be another page in the ancient book.

What is this called? Sound Transmission Technique?

Lin Jue came back to his senses, only feeling that coming to this Great Offering was really not wrong.

Obtaining magic from this True Immortal, Lin Jue also became serious and concentrated on listening to his speech.

So he heard this True Immortal say again: "Nowadays, monsters and ghosts appear frequently, which not only causes chaos to the common people of the world but also endangers the country and the society. The stability of the country is the stability of the people, and the stability of the country allows the people to live and work in peace. If the country is shaken, even if many fellow Daoists are in the deep mountains, it is difficult to be stable. It is better to draw swords and go down the mountain, report to the country, and settle the common people below..."

Lin Jue inexplicably heard some noise.

Turning his head to look, he saw many Daoists around him frowning or curling their lips.

These Daoists should all be cultivators of magic.

I don't know why they are frowning.

The junior sister was sitting on the cattail cushion on his left hand side, suddenly tilting her body toward him, as if she had something to say to him.

Lin Jue thought she had some insights on this, so he also tilted his body toward her side, but only heard her ask:

"Third Shixiong brother, where did Fuyao go?"

"..."

Lin Jue sat up straight and looked around. The fox that was sitting in the distance waiting for them was indeed gone, but he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her and continued to listen to the lecture.

Until he finished listening, this cleansing of filth was completely over.

Many Daoists stood up one after another and left this place.

"So this is the Great Offering. I thought I could see immortals descend." The junior sister scratched her head and said, "The result is just watching them run, play music and chant scriptures, and give speeches."

"Yes."

"Third Shixiong brother, are you bored?"

"It's okay."

"Eh?"

The junior sister couldn't help but be greatly surprised, feeling that his awareness was higher than hers.

"Stop 'eh'-ing, where is the third senior brother?"

"Oh, the third senior brother said he saw a familiar figure and went over to take a look, telling us to go back first."

"Okay."

"Where is Fuyao?"

"It is smart, don't worry about it."

Sure enough, when the two walked all the way back and returned to the bamboo house, the fox was already sitting at the door waiting for them, and together with it were two wild rabbits placed beside it.

"So you went to catch rabbits." Lin Jue said as expected, "Where did you catch them? Isn't this all bamboo forest?"

The fox sat upright. Hearing him ask, it didn't make a sound, just turned its head and looked at a very far place.

Lin Jue grabbed the ears of the two rabbits and lifted them up, finding that they were still alive, and there were no obvious wounds on their bodies, but for some reason, they just didn't run. It wasn't until Lin Jue lifted them that they seemed to react and began to kick their legs desperately, wanting to run away.

"Just right, the third senior brother has been complaining for several days that there is no meat in the food."

Just as he was speaking, the third senior brother happened to come back from outside, accompanied by an old Daoist with his Daoist robe draped loosely, his hair messy, as if he had also traveled a long way.

Seeing the rabbits Lin Jue was holding, the third senior brother's eyes lit up immediately: "Junior brother, where did you get the rabbits?"

"Fuyao caught them."

"Good Fuyao!" The third senior brother praised, "Can we eat meat today?"

"Naturally, we can't waste it."

"How to eat it? The ginger shredded pepper hemp rabbit that junior brother made in the temple before was very delicious!"

"No pot, can only roast it to eat." Lin Jue responded casually, looking at the person beside him, "This is..."

"Oh! Look at me! It's really that I've been eating vegetarian on this mountain every day, and I'm almost starving to death!" The third senior brother said, pointing to the Daoist beside him, "This is our second junior uncle, whom you haven't seen before. These are the two new disciples that Master accepted last spring and summer. This is the eighth, surnamed Lin, named Jue, and this junior sister, I forgot her surname, called Qingyao."

"Surnamed Liu..."

The junior sister added weakly.

"Met the second junior uncle."

Lin Jue looked at this old Daoist.

Master should have seven junior brothers, but he had been in the temple for more than a year and hadn't seen a single one, and he didn't know where they went and what they did after going down the mountain.

Thinking about it, this second junior uncle should also be here to attend the Great Offering.

"Met the second junior uncle!"

The junior sister also followed suit.

"No need for extra courtesy."

The old Daoist sized them up and waved his hand casually.

"Second junior uncle, let me tell you, you are in for a treat. My junior brother has a good culinary skill. I don't believe you haven't gotten tired of eating vegetarian for these few days on the mountain." The third senior brother's tone was enthusiastic and without restraint.

Seeing him like this, Lin Jue felt much more relaxed.

"Where did I eat for a few days? I only arrived last night and was just preparing to come over today to ask if you had arrived." The second junior uncle said, "Besides, I ate last night, and the food at the Smoke Glow Temple is quite good, much better than what we dealt with ourselves when we were at Floating Hill Peak."

Saying this, he lowered his head:

"Roasted rabbit is dry and tasteless, not even as good as chewing wood. It's not necessarily better than the food on Mount Mingzhou!"

"This..."

The third senior brother thought about it, and it seemed to be true.

Had to turn his head to look at Lin Jue.

Lin Jue understood what he meant and hurriedly went to clean it up.

The junior sister went to prepare firewood.

Not long after, several Daoists sat cross-legged in front of the bamboo house.

The rabbit had been cleaned up, and many knife cuts had been made on it, and some spices had been rubbed on. The junior sister exhaled, and the firewood ignited. She pointed, and the flames were suppressed.

Lin Jue skewered the rabbit meat with wooden branches and roasted it on top.

The third senior brother and the second junior uncle were talking.

The second junior uncle had a full beard and looked younger than Master, but he was also very old. However, he didn't have much of a gentle feeling—the temperature from the flames came, and he felt a bit hot, so he simply opened his clothes, revealing his white chest and belly, as well as some scars on them.

"This damn True Immortal Dongming! Isn't the chaos in the world starting from the imperial court? Oh, now the world has been messed up by them, and they are calling us to protect the country and the society!"

"Junior uncle, this is Mount Mingzhou."

"So what if it's Mount Mingzhou? If I can't invite the gods down, I can push them flat by myself!"

"This..."

"If you really respected them, would you still roast rabbits to eat at the fast offering?"

"Hmm?"

Involving himself, the third senior brother sat up straight instantly and said seriously: "Still junior uncle knows the truth!"

After speaking, he couldn't help but look at Lin Jue beside him: "Junior brother, what did you rub on it?"

"Oil and spices."

Lin Jue took out a bottle of oil and explained to him:

"Rabbit meat has no oil, so it has no taste. Therefore, when roasting, you have to apply a lot of oil, otherwise it will be dry and unpalatable. After applying oil, although it will still be roasted dry, it can be crispy on the outside and dry and fragrant on the inside."

The young Daoist and the old Daoist looked at each other.

"Not only us, some people of the Talisman Sect also disagree. When True Immortal Dongming spoke today, the group of Daoists from Mount Qiyun obviously had opinions, just didn't speak out."

"Do they also have differences?"

"Naturally there are differences!" The second junior uncle raised his eyebrows, "The world is in chaos. Not to mention us Daoists, even the gods in the sky may not be able to escape. But protecting the common people of the world is protecting the common people of the world, and protecting the country of the current imperial court is another matter! These two look similar, but can they actually be the same thing?"

Lin Jue also listened carefully on the side.

He knew in his heart that he hadn't been in this world for long, and the road he had traveled was only from Shu Village to Mount Yishan. He hadn't seen enough of this world, let alone understood it. Whether it was the third senior brother or the second junior uncle, their cognition and experience of the current world were obviously not something he could compare to, and naturally, they had more insights than him.

Now it seems that the imperial court is very chaotic.

And among the four famous mountains of the Talisman Sect in the world, at least the Profound Heaven Temple of Mount Qiyun and the Yanxia Temple of Mount Mingzhou have differences.

Daoist temples worship gods, and different Daoist temples mainly worship different gods. Does this mean that the gods behind both sides also have differences on whether to protect the current imperial court?

Or rather, the reason why the Great Offering was held at Mount Qiyun last year and again at Mount Mingzhou this year is also because of this difference?

Lin Jue turned the rabbit and thought while saying.

He also heard that this junior uncle's temper didn't seem to be very good.

At the same time, his skills seemed to be very high.

This is also very reasonable—

Floating Hill Temple is passed down from ancient immortals. The seven magic arts have strengths and weaknesses, but they are all orthodox magic arts. Later, they constantly collected other magic arts, and now there are already more than seven kinds.

The temple also has the ability to recognize people and know fate. It can be said that most disciples have at least superior aptitude. Now, Lin Jue's generation, up to now, should be considered very weak among the disciples of Floating Hill Temple through the ages.

The reason is that the grandmaster lived too long, and the master accepted disciples too late, which led to the fact that until now, even the eldest senior brother has only been on the mountain for more than ten years.

And this second junior uncle is already seventy or eighty years old. I don't know how many years he has been cultivating. Whether it is cultivation or magic power, or attainments in magic, he should have reached the peak level of his own life.

I don't know what he is cultivating.

While thinking, he also said to the junior sister:

"Junior sister, you can apply some spices. Because rabbit meat has no taste, if it is very bland, it will be all meat smell, so you have to apply heavy spices, so that it will be delicious."

"Oh..."

Only the junior sister was the most well-behaved, watching the fire and working seriously.

The fragrance had gradually come.

"Gulp..."

The two Daoists couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

But it wasn't just them. Even the Daoists passing by outside, smelling this taste of meat fragrance and burnt fragrance mixed with spices and oil, couldn't help but look over here. They had also been eating food lacking oil and water in the Smoke Glow Temple on Mount Mingzhou for several days. At this time, they really couldn't stop their saliva.

Someone also opened the door in the bamboo house next door.

Most of these Daoists were free and easy, not sticking to small details. Immediately, someone walked over here. Those who didn't care would just show their faces, and those who cared would bring a pot of wine, wanting to share a bite of meat.

Just as they got close, they heard the old Daoist open his mouth:

"Damn True Immortal Dongming..."

Everyone's expression stiffened instantly, and their footsteps stopped instantly, so they had to walk back resentfully.

This is the Smoke Glow Temple!

Nowadays, the Talisman Sect is in power. There are four True Immortals in the world, belonging to the four famous mountains. They all have extremely high prestige among the people and the imperial court, and this one is exactly one of them.

Who dares to approach?