Chapter 96: Tiger Daoist

Tiger Demon?!

Li Yan's pupils shrank, and a trace of killing intent rose amidst his horror.

In this sacred land of Mount Zhongnan, at the foot of the mountain, in the ancient Medicine King Temple, a demon was actually stealing the divine position and stealing the incense of the commoners.

It was simply reversing the heavens and earth!

Hum~

Seemingly stimulated by his killing intent, the Three Talents Demon-Suppressing Money suddenly activated, swaying with the wind, and cold killing intent overflowed.

In the Divine Temple, it was originally surrounded by Divine Gang.

Using magic tools in such a place, if one worshipped the gods and explained it in advance, there would be no conflict, and one would even receive a blessing.

Just like in the Li Family Fort City God Temple before.

But if one acted recklessly, one would definitely be excluded, let alone his killing intent, which was aimed at the statue.

In an instant, the illusion before Li Yan's eyes disappeared.

Not only that, but it also seemed that a tiger roar came to his ears, shaking his divine soul, as if his head had been smashed by a hammer, his eyes went black, and he was dizzy and couldn't stand steadily.

"Run fast!"

An anxious voice came to his ears.

Li Yan heard it clearly; it was Wang Daoxuan.

He endured the discomfort, and with his support, stumbled and left the Medicine King Temple quickly.

Along the way, the incense guests looked sideways one after another.

Wang Daoxuan couldn't care about paying attention, supported Li Yan to leave the mountain road, came to a quiet and uninhabited place, and only then let out a sigh of relief, surprised, "Did you bump into evil, how dare you make a move against the Medicine King?"

Li Yan had already recovered at this time, felt carefully, his stored spirit was not damaged, just shocked by the tiger roar, and didn't need the Great Luo Dharma Body to recover.

"I did bump into evil."

Li Yan's face was ugly, and he recounted what he had seen.

"This... impossible!"

Wang Daoxuan gasped, difficult to believe, "It's not that this Daoist doesn't believe you, but this matter is too bizarre."

"It's not uncommon for Yin objects to possess statues; this Daoist has encountered one."

"But that's just because commoners don't understand, and they invite a god or Buddha statue home to worship, and they are extremely pious, but they don't know that the statue must be opened and organs installed to have a chance to form a righteous god's Divine Gang to protect the house. Reckless worship will instead attract Yin and dark things."

"This is Mount Zhongnan; the Medicine King Temple has gone through a thousand years, rebuilt time and time again, all presided over by Mystic Sect experts. How could such a thing happen?"

Li Yan said in a deep voice, "I saw it with my own eyes; it can't be wrong."

Wang Daoxuan naturally knew he could communicate with gods, his heart stirred, and he said, "Didn't you once get help from the Mountain God in the mass grave?"

"The Temple God only made a move to warn, not hurting people, perhaps... there are other hidden circumstances."

"Forget it, let it be."

Li Yan thought for a while and shook his head, "I haven't even handled human affairs, where would I have time to manage ghost and god affairs..."

Before the words fell, the illusion appeared before his eyes again.

It was still that stone sacrificial altar, the tiger dressed in a Daoist robe, white forehead with hanging eyes, fierce momentum.

Li Yan was startled at first, but soon calmed down.

He had already left the incense range of the Medicine King Temple at this moment. Even if the other party had malicious intent, they had time to defend.

Looking carefully again, he did discover some anomalies.

This tiger looked quite old, even growing white whiskers similar to a human's, its tiger eyes were fierce, but its eyes were clear and peaceful.

In its claws, it also held a copper ring.

What exactly is the background of this guy? Could it be that it really has no hostility...

Just when Li Yan was puzzled, he saw the Tiger Daoist slowly raise its claws, the illusion before his eyes looked like clouds and mist dissipating, and gathered again, changing into another appearance.

That was a mountain col, the forest was dense, and a Daoist lay in the grass, with a wound on his right abdomen, eyes closed, life or death unknown...

After the illusion disappeared, Li Yan was somewhat speechless and told Wang Daoxuan what he had seen.

"This is asking you to save someone."

Wang Daoxuan laughed dumbly, "Although I don't know the cause and effect, it should be a Fortune God. Besides, saving a life is accumulating Yin virtue."

Li Yan shook his head, "The problem is I don't know where it is."

Wang Daoxuan pondered, "It shouldn't be too far, and if I'm not mistaken, it's the Daoist of this Medicine King Temple."

"You rest, this Daoist will go and inquire."

Saying this, he hurried toward the temple.

Li Yan shook his head slightly, not surprised.

Wang Daoxuan's nature was just like this, treating people with sincerity, and he was a warm-hearted person, with a higher bottom line, having things he would do and things he wouldn't. If it weren't for this, they wouldn't have become friends.

He had lived two lives and saw through many things in the darkness.

Sha Lifei loved to take advantage, and his nature was indifferent with a hint of ferocity. If it were only the two of them, I'm afraid they would be fighting with people at this time, or already wanted by the government.

Soon, Wang Daoxuan came out of the temple, followed by two young Daoists, both full of anxiety.

"It's the Temple Master."

Wang Daoxuan said, "I heard them say that the Temple Master went up the mountain to collect medicine and hasn't returned for two days."

One of the young Daoists said anxiously, "There are many patients seeking medical treatment these two days. Master said he was going to White Mist Gorge to collect medicine, and Senior Martial Brother Lin followed him. We thought..."

Li Yan waved his hand, "Don't delay time, tell me on the way."

Since he had decided to save someone, he had to have a result. The Daoist in the illusion was in a bad situation; if he went late, maybe the person would be gone.

On the way, the two young Daoists walked in a hurry and told the situation along the way.

It turned out that this Medicine King Temple was also a Mystic Sect Daoist medical inheritance. Although there were few people, it also had a thousand years of incense, which had never been interrupted.

The Temple Master, Daoist name Chen Yuan, besides guarding the temple and cultivating, was to collect medicine to treat the nearby commoners, and many times he didn't charge a consultation fee, and his medical skills were also superb.

The incense of the Medicine King Temple was also flourishing because of this lineage.

During the temple fair some time ago, the consumption of medicinal materials was quite large. Originally, collecting medicine was done by young Daoists, but Chen Yuan said there were two medicinal materials that were difficult to find, so he went up the mountain himself.

In the past, Chen Yuan would go up the mountain and return after a few days, and this time he was accompanied by a lay disciple, but he didn't expect something to really happen.

Li Yan and Wang Daoxuan looked at each other, both understanding in their hearts.

No wonder the temple god would manifest to ask for help; this Temple Master was related to the incense, and as for why he occupied the Medicine King's divine position, I guess he would know once he found the person.

Just as Wang Daoxuan guessed, the location of the accident was not far, but it was very remote and had long been far away from the mountain road.

Everyone climbed the mountain and walked along the steep slope, continuously passing through two mountain ridges, before arriving beside a cliff.

The cliff was not high, but it was exceptionally steep, and clouds and mist were winding, making it impossible to see the scene below.

"Wait for my signal."

Li Yan gave an order, took the thick hemp rope from the young Daoist's hand, tied it under a thick pine tree, and descended slowly along the cliff wall.

Although he couldn't fly over eaves and walk on walls, he was ultimately a martial artist, and his eyesight and skills were far beyond ordinary people. Following the foothold on the cliff wall slope, he soon reached the bottom of the cliff.

This place was exactly the same as in the illusion.

A Daoist lay in the grass, looking like he was still alive.

However, Li Yan didn't act rashly.

Beside the Daoist, there stood a wild beast.

Long face, black nose, white hair with sharp horns, two black eyes, staring at him, motionless, looking somewhat dull. Takin!

Li Yan naturally knew this thing.

The problem was that this Takin had a faint Gang Sha Qi on its body.

It was a creature that had developed spirituality!

He had heard Wang Daoxuan say long ago that famous mountains and rivers, caves and blessed lands, often had creatures with spirituality appearing, borrowing the innate Gang Sha situation to cultivate.

He didn't expect to run into one.

Although this Takin had spirituality, it was still dull, tilted its neck to look at him, seemingly without any defense, then dropped something from its mouth, shook its head and tail, and entered the forest to disappear.

Li Yan let out a sigh of relief, hurriedly stepped forward, and found that what the Takin dropped was half a root of grass, and some others had been chewed into a paste and applied to the Daoist's wound.

"It really has some spirituality..."

Li Yan was amazed, touched the Daoist's pulse, slowly carried him on his back, came to the edge of the cliff, and tied a knot with the hemp rope.

With everyone's joint efforts, the Daoist was soon lifted up.

!.

"Master!"

Both young Daoists had panicked expressions.

"Stop calling, lift the person back first."

Li Yan gave an order and took out the grass root dropped by the Takin, "Do you recognize what this is?"

"It's Earth Three-Seven."

The young Daoist replied, "Also called Blood Mountain Grass, it functions to disperse stasis and stop bleeding, calm the heart and soothe the nerves, and detoxify. Master was looking for this medicine..."

"There really is a spirit beast that saves people?"

Inside the side room, Sha Lifei exclaimed.

It was already nightfall; after rescuing the Temple Master, it was already late, and the young Daoists, to express their gratitude, invited them to stay in the temple.

Of course, the coffin and carriage were left in the open space outside the temple.

Wang Daoxuan stroked his beard and smiled, "All things in heaven and earth have spirits; not all those with spirituality will do evil. This Temple Master has a kind heart and treats illnesses to save people; in the darkness, ghosts, gods, and spirit beasts are all protecting him..."

Sha Lifei scratched his head, "Is it too late to be a good person now?"

Just as the few were joking, the young Daoist knocked on the door and entered, cupped his hands respectfully, "Everyone, Master has woken up, please come over."

The three didn't ask much and, led by the young Daoist, came to the side room in the back courtyard.

The candle fire was dim, and the Daoist on the bed had already woken up. Although his lips were pale, his eyes had spirit. Seeing the three enter, he tried to get up.

"Daoist, rest first." Wang Daoxuan hurriedly pressed him down.

"Many thanks to everyone for saving me."

Chen Yuan showed gratitude, "This Daoist thought I would surely die this time. I don't know how you found me?"

Li Yan smiled indifferently, "Naturally, someone asked for help, Tiger Daoist..."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he was silent for a while, "Si Kong, Si Xuan, you go out first; I have something to say to the guests."

The two young Daoists hurriedly exited and even closed the door.

Only then did Chen Yuan say, "Fellow Daoists, is anyone a living Yin official?"

Li Yan was somewhat surprised, "How did you know?"

Chen Yuan sighed, "The ancestor hasn't appeared for ten years. The last time was also when a living Yin official passed by and appeared to assist in capturing a demon."

"Ancestor?"

Li Yan and Wang Daoxuan were both somewhat surprised.

Chen Yuan nodded, "Everyone also knows about the fierce tiger beside the Medicine King, right? The ancestor of my lineage is the Tiger Daoist."

"The former master once followed the Medicine King to live in seclusion at Apricot Forest Temple, leaving behind the legend of the tiger guarding the apricot forest, and later lived in seclusion on Mount Zhongnan with the Medicine King to cultivate the Dao. His Daoist practice grew, and he received the Medicine King's personal instruction in medical skills and Daoist methods, accompanying him until the Medicine King ascended."

"Oh, no wonder..."

Li Yan suddenly remembered that the Tiger Daoist held an iron ring in his hand; wasn't that the symbol of the skin-line medical practitioner, the "Tiger Support"!

Sha Lifei wondered, "Since there is this layer of origin, why steal the Medicine King's incense?"

"This matter has another origin."

Chen Yuan shook his head, "According to the records in the sect's classics, the ancestor missed him day and night and once went to worship at Medicine King Temples everywhere accompanied by a high Daoist."

"However, even in the temples with the most flourishing incense, they only got the form, not the Medicine King himself."

Li Yan frowned, "What does this mean?"

Wang Daoxuan on the side said, "This matter is a bit complicated and not easy to say. Let's give a simple example: you visualize a deity; even if there really is such a person, is the deity you visualized still the original?"

The words were convoluted, but Li Yan understood instantly.

The gods in the temples are equivalent to stored spirits, but they are just the power of the wishes in the hearts of all living beings, plus the power of incense condensed, so there is the saying of Divine Gang.

In a sense, they are man-made Gang Qi.

Thinking of this, Li Yan became even more confused, "That's not right. If it's really like this, how could those sages who ascended to heaven and obtained divine positions leave behind a lineage?"

"This is the greatest secret of each sect."

Chen Yuan on the bed suddenly said, "I don't know much about this matter, but some can indeed give responses to disciples, and even the Orthodox Sect's talismans are summoned by borrowing their power."

"But deeper secrets are not something we can touch."

"In short, after the ancestor ascended, he lived in seclusion on Mount Zhongnan, recruited disciples, and taught what he learned from the Medicine King. The commoners were grateful and built a Tiger Daoist Temple to worship him."

"Later, the ancestor passed away, and a trace of true spirit was entrusted to the statue, becoming a Yin god and Earth God, continuing to protect one side and teach medical Dao."

"At the end of the Tang Dynasty, the world was in turmoil, the Dao disappeared and demons grew, evil spirits were everywhere, and soldiers were everywhere. The ancestor's Tiger Daoist Temple was also burned in the war, and all the disciples died."

"A trace of the ancestor's true spirit turned into a Traveling Master, continuing to look for successors to inherit the incense, but because the war interrupted it time and time again, the ancestor's true spirit was severely depleted and rarely appeared again."

"By the time the Great Xuan Dynasty rose and the world was peaceful, the commoners rebuilt the temple, and no one remembered the Tiger Daoist; they only knew that there was a Medicine King lineage here, so they built the Medicine King Temple."

"My teacher's master returned, found it inappropriate, and wanted to rebuild the temple, but was stopped by the ancestor in a dream, so it became the current situation."

"I think the ancestor has been holding on, perhaps waiting for the Medicine King's response..."

Hearing this, everyone was silent.

A thousand years have passed since the Tang Dynasty; how did those long years pass...

Sha Lifei saw that the atmosphere was wrong and hurriedly changed the subject, "Temple Master Chen Yuan, we see this injury, but it is a knife wound. Is there any hidden circumstance?"

"This Daoist was deceived by a villain."

Chen Yuan smiled bitterly, "Two years ago, a young man named Lin Hui came to the temple, claiming to admire my medical skills and wanting to apprentice to learn the craft."

"I saw that he was intelligent, so I took him in temporarily as a lay disciple. After all, the purpose of my lineage is to promote medical skills and treat illnesses to save people. Who knew that he was thinking about learning Mystic Sect techniques, but he didn't have the six roots to pass the Yang, so how could he enter the Mystic Sect?"

"He didn't have any complaints. Besides practicing martial arts on weekdays, he learned medicine from me. Although he didn't formally apprentice to my lineage, I thought that even if he left in the future, there would be one more doctor in the world, and one more person could be saved."

"Who knew he was racking his brains to plot against the treasures of my lineage."

Sha Lifei's eyes lit up, "What treasure?"

Chen Yuan shook his head, "It's nothing strange; it's a token made from the skull of the ancestor's remains after he passed away, called the Divine Tiger Token."

"Everyone, do you know the Baopu Mountain-Climbing Technique?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 97 =====