I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 527: Enlightenment, Usage Rights (5k)

There are many Taoist temples in Mount Zhongnan, including many famous ones and many unknown ones.

The place where most monsters practice cultivation is Qingcheng, and the place where most Taoists sit on the mountain is Zhongnan Mountain.

After Taiyi Temple was reduced to ruins by fire, its title was stripped and its qualifications for granting ordination were revoked. In fact, other Taoist temples in Zhongnan Mountain all had some ideas about this.

In the minds of many people, Taiyi Temple was once equivalent to Mount Zhongnan, one of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks.

Therefore, many Taoist temples in Zhongnan Mountain now feel that they also have hope to represent Zhongnan Mountain.

These people have been constantly making various moves over the past few months. Previously, during the Luotian Grand Ceremony, some dirty things had happened between these Taoist temples.

But to save face, they didn't make a big deal and not many people knew about it.

In one of the nameless small Taoist temples, a middle-aged Taoist priest was sitting on a cushion with his eyes closed and chanting scriptures. There was a knock on the door outside.

It was an ordinary small courtyard with only one entrance. The sound was very clear. The door opened and another Taoist priest in an ordinary blue Taoist robe walked in.

After the blue-robed Taoist priest approached, the Taoist priest who was chanting with his eyes closed sighed without opening his eyes.

"You don't need to come to me. The destruction of Taiyi Temple has nothing to do with others. It is purely your own fault. I will not get involved in your affairs. Go away."

The Taoist priest in blue robe remained expressionless and still refused to give up.

"You were expected to succeed the position of abbot of Taiyi Temple. Now, the foundation of Taiyi Temple has been destroyed. Are you really willing to accept this?"

The gray-robed Taoist priest who was chanting scriptures opened his eyes and looked at the statue in front of him with a calm expression.

"It was not an outsider who destroyed these things. It was the former abbot of Taiyi Temple who planted the seeds himself. The one who finally destroyed these things was also the founder of Taiyi Temple. Everything happened inside Taiyi Temple.

As for the other people involved, whether it is Lieyang or the Lieyang Tribe, they are just appearances.

My altar is broken, and it is useless for you to look for me.

Let's go. "

Hearing this, the blue-robed Taoist's expression changed.

The altar has been broken, which means that from now on it will no longer be possible to use the granted talismans to perform rituals, and the path of Taoism has been abandoned.

After hearing the other party say this so calmly, the Taoist priest in blue robe held the Ziwu seal, bowed his hands, took three steps back, turned around and left without saying a word.

Things should be done and beliefs should be firm, but we must maintain necessary respect for Taoists who practice Taoism but not physical strength.

The Taoist in gray robe sat on a cushion, chanting scriptures silently, as if he had achieved great enlightenment.

As a former member of Taiyi Temple, he did not blame others. Instead, he was grateful to those outsiders. The master cleaned up the mess and made them stop in time. At least he left them a glimmer of hope and prevented them from doing anything too extreme.

If they go down the wrong path like before and can no longer stop, then the thousand-year-old Taoist tradition of Taiyi Temple will be completely destroyed.

Today, the Taoist temple that was for outsiders to see has been burned down, but the Taoist tradition has remained, and it is much purer than before.

The Taoist priest in gray robe finished chanting and stood up. In front of him appeared a broken miniature altar.

As usual, he lit three incense sticks and prepared to put them into the incense burner.

When he saw the wisp of smoke rising from the incense sticks, the Taoist in gray robe froze in place, then immediately took three steps back, knelt on the cushion, and kowtowed heavily.

His face, which had been calm till now, also showed strong emotions. His eyes were filled with tears and he kowtowed and sobbed.

"I, your humble disciple, bow to thank you, Master."

The incense burner was filled with incense sticks, but all the incense sticks had only a tiny trace of burning at the tips. After all the incense sticks were inserted into the incense burner, they would go out by themselves.

This means that he is not even as good as ordinary people, and ordinary people would not be like this.

It has been several months, and today, finally, the incense can burn normally after being inserted into the incense burner.

At least at this moment, he can at least be compared to an ordinary stranger.

For a Taoist who grew up in Taiyi Temple and was ordained in Taiyi Temple, this has a completely different meaning.

After he kowtowed, he raised his head slightly and saw the altar that he had broken apart, and he immediately understood why.

As a person who was qualified to succeed the abbot of Taiyi Temple, he had a sudden enlightenment and then took action.

At this moment, the ancestor finally gave a hint of response, which made him fully realize that this was the true way to inherit the Taiyi Taoist tradition.

"Supreme Taiyi saves Ku Tianzun."

The Taoist chanted a holy name, and his mood gradually calmed down. He became more and more convinced that his choice was right.

Taiyi Temple is his root and his home. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel sad when Taiyi Temple was destroyed. It would also be a lie to say that he didn't feel lost. It would also be a lie to say that he didn't hate the Lieyang Tribe and Wen Yan at the beginning.

As time passed, he felt that he had figured it out, but when he went to burn incense, the ancestors would not allow him to do so, so he knew that he did not fully understand.

Today, I have finally gained enlightenment and taken the final step.

He picked up the broken altar, exerted force with his hands, and broke it completely. Then he took his knapsack, carried some dry food, and turned to leave the Taoist temple.

Working hard all the time is not the right way, he needs to do something.

He was wearing cloth shoes, a Taoist robe, and carrying a knapsack, just like a real ascetic monk. In the cold weather, he just walked along the road, heading south.

If you meet a kind-hearted person, ask for a drink of water. If you meet a patient and are sure you can see something, give some advice and ask the patient to go to the hospital for specific examinations.

Every night, the cold weather made him feel very uncomfortable, but as he walked south, this feeling gradually weakened, and he felt that he was heading on the right path.

Even though he himself knew that the further south you go, the higher the temperature will be, and if you reach Nanhai County, it would be normal to wear short sleeves.

But sometimes, when people are in trouble, they need something like this to strengthen their beliefs.

The Taoist priest in gray robe has already thought it through. What he might encounter along the way depends entirely on God's will. What he should do after encountering something depends entirely on his own heart. He believes that this is his practice and the only way to rebuild Taiyi Temple.

On a distant building, the blue-robed Taoist priest who had gone to see him two days ago looked at the dusty back from afar and bowed silently to show his respect.

There is absolutely no way to win over this person.

He was quite envious, as he could see that the Taoist priest in gray robe was enlightened. As a Taoist priest, his practice and realm were far more important than his Taoist magic.

There were real examples in the past where people who had not been ordained, had no proficiency in Taoism, and had no knowledge of magic, suddenly became enlightened and ascended to heaven in broad daylight.

These Taoists may not respect people with strong strength, but they respect people with high Taoism.

Of course, this is also one of the reasons why they look down on warriors.

The Taoist priest in blue robe clasped his fists and bowed from a distance. This time he had completely given up hope. He was afraid that Taiyi's old subordinates would no longer be able to borrow his strength or fame.

Originally, Taiyi Temple was the most famous and the most suitable one.

Even though Taiyi Temple was destroyed, some people think that what was destroyed was just a Taoist temple that can be rebuilt.

The reputation of being one of the Three Great Mountains and Five Peaks is not so easy to be destroyed.

Otherwise, why would other Taoist temples in Zhongnan Mountain be vying for this title now?

If everyone could hold their heads high and walk over the threshold with an open heart, and pass through the empty door in the middle, why do Taoist temples that do not receive outsiders build two more doors next to the empty door?

The Taoist priest in blue robe sighed. Without the name of Taiyi Temple, things that follow would not be so easy to do.

Among the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, there is no need to think about Mount Fuyu, I dare not think about Mount Longhu, and I can't afford to offend Mount Wudang.

Mount Zhongnan is only in name only, so there is basically no hope.

Maoshan's attitude is ambiguous, and it is still unclear what the headmaster, who seems to be tough and not so convoluted, is thinking.

They were clearly the sect that disliked Lieyang the most before, but this time they kicked their beloved disciple off the mountain and threw him to Nanwu County to be a slave.

Qingcheng is even worse. No one can understand that alternative leader.

Qingxuzi said nothing about the big demon who was practicing in Qingcheng and was killed by Wen Yan. Recently, he even took Wen Yan with him and introduced him to people everywhere, saying that he was the Buyu Taoist from Qingcheng.

Countless people were dumbfounded, not quite understanding what Qingxuzi was up to.

Inside Qingcheng, there were a lot of people who had no idea what was going on.

As for Laojun Mountain, it's even worse. Laojun Mountain is a serious sect of meditation. In every generation, there is only one serious person who comes down from the mountain. The population is so sparse that the Taoist lineage was almost cut off many times.

I heard that Wen Yangang had just helped Laojun Mountain retrieve something important, and an old Taoist priest in Laojun Mountain was even invited down the mountain to do the work. There must be a big connection between the two.

As for the last one, Laoshan, which has the least presence but actually the most presence, there is absolutely no unified concept.

They are the most impartial people. Many of the various factions and small families at the foot of the mountain, if you trace back in time, all originated from here.

The Taoist priests of Mount Laoshan were once very famous, but now they have no reputation and are simply people who have no backbone.

But this is the same as the other party's philosophy, that the Taoist tradition is hidden in the world, and the Tao itself is hidden under the halo of Mount Tai, with basically no sense of existence.

As for Yaowang Mountain, which is the most famous and richest among the Three Mountains and Five Peaks and has the closest cooperation with the Lieyang Tribe, it has recently cooperated with Fuyu Mountain to produce some things. It has been very popular. The special orthopedic medicine has made countless people jealous.

Some warriors are flocking to those medicines. Even Yaowangshan said that all medicines are poisonous and must not be taken too much, but some people still do not listen.

Yaowang Mountain has the greatest influence on the secular world and is particularly wealthy. If you expect them to fight against Lieyang, forget it.

Even though there is not one person who has the final say inside Yaowang Mountain, there is already a sense of "the livelihood of millions of canal workers depends on it".

The money involved in the cooperation with Fuyu Mountain is secondary. In an era of accelerated spiritual energy recovery, Yaowang Mountain can come up with something that is in line with the version and can allow them to gain a foothold in the new era. The significance of this is enough to make them determine the general direction internally.

As for some individuals, their ideas are useless.

Places like Luofu, Kunlun, Yuhua, etc. have many ideas but even more concerns, and it is difficult to unify their internal ideas.

Some people think that this is an opportunity, an opportunity to overthrow the status of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, while some people think that if it is finally done, it will inevitably drastically widen the gap between the people of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks and everyone else.

How can anything be accomplished if you keep arguing with each other?

As for the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, they have basically been very stable and very sure about what to do.

Fuyu Mountain is definitely happy, Zhongnan Mountain is very unhappy, Tianshi Mansion doesn't care, and Wudang doesn't ask.

The Taoist priest in blue robe took out his mobile phone and looked at the calendar. He still felt that it was best to follow the trend and take advantage of it.

Their philosophy remains the same as before, and they will never allow the scorching sun to be engraved into the heavens.

It’s not even the fifteenth day of the lunar year yet, but undercurrents are already surging in various places.

Little Golden Pig sold some information last time. There have been a lot of actions in the Lieyang Tribe, but not many people know the inside story.

Boss Zhao, who grows green onions in Haidai County, saw the onion monster and cried very sadly. He asked the onion monster, which lacked the spirit of its ancestors, to accept transformation.

The Lieyang Tribe told the Onion Demon that two ghosts had appeared near Boss Zhao in the past few days. One of them tried to seduce him and swallow his blood, but was shot dead on the spot by a field agent from the Lieyang Tribe who was waiting there.

The onion monster knew what was going on as soon as it heard it. Someone was using Boss Zhao to threaten it, telling it to remember what it should and should not say.

Then, the Onion Demon got angry and sold a lot of important and unimportant information.

Undercurrents are surging, but these have nothing to do with Wen Yan for the time being.

Wen Yan was also busy. Lucy said these days that after she fell asleep, she would always dream about bad things, but after waking up she couldn't remember the specific details. She only remembered that it was because of the mark on the back of her neck, the mark of the naming technique.

Wen Yan has known for a long time that this thing is a huge hidden danger. The only advantage now is that this thing cannot be tracked by mysterious methods.

But compared to the mysterious method, Wen Yan is actually more worried about the camera.

He couldn't let Lucy stay at home all her life without even leaving the yard.

But if she goes out, since it is related to him, people will definitely notice it, and if people notice it, then the pattern on Lucy's neck will definitely be discovered "accidentally".

Putting Lucy somewhere else would be even more unreliable as Lucy's abilities would be unstable.

He wanted Lucy to use it quickly, but unfortunately, after trying everything, none of them were worthy of being named using the nomenclature technique.

Even the ultimate argumentative person like the Sparrow Cat, who could argue with the tiger to death, cannot be used, because the Sparrow Cat has been named, it is the Sparrow Cat.

Wen Yan was thinking about how to solve this problem.

In the kitchen, the butler was cooking. After transforming, the butler loved stir-frying, which obviously exceeded his love for the dialogue.

Because you don’t have to worry about burning yourself.

Stir-frying the vegetables over high heat does make them taste better.

He especially likes to play with the little flame every day. I wonder if he is making up for his previous shortcomings.

In the living room, Wen Yan sat on a small stool and played chess with Lucy. Having just recently taught Lucy, Wen Yan was already finding it difficult and had to rely entirely on his experience.

Playing chess does require talent.

After using another set of moves and winning a game with difficulty, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

If he continues like this, the little experience he has will be drained out in half a month at most, and then he will be the target of brutal slaughter.

Lucy is indeed very talented at playing chess.

After finishing a game, Lucy immediately ran to the kitchen with her short legs to ask how long it would take for dinner. After getting the answer, she ran out immediately and quickly arranged the chess pieces.

"Sir, come on, I almost won just now."

Wen Yan smiled and started to set up the chess pieces.

"Sir, this time it's my turn to play chess first, okay?"

"Okay, you go first."

After the chess piece fell, Wen Yan held the chess piece and paused.

He thought of how to solve the problem temporarily.

The mark of the nomenclature must be consumed before it disappears, and the requirements for consumption are very high, and ordinary things are not eligible.

But there is no need to work with the intention of completely solving the problem.

He thought about it carefully and decided that the problem he needed to solve should be the series of troubles and huge hidden dangers brought about by this naming method.

Lucy followed him, and her target was indeed obvious, but because of the naming technique, she could only stay close to him to be safe.

To those people in Florida and the disappeared Yellow Devil, Lucy's only value now is her naming skills.

Well, as long as the naming rights of this naming technique are not in Lucy's hands, won't these problems be easily solved?

Moreover, in Lucy's game, he still had one wish that he hadn't used, and that wish was for a way to maximize Lucy's abilities.

This is almost the only way to supermodel Lucy's abilities.

Lucy herself couldn't do it.

"Lucy, let me ask you a question. Are you willing to give away what's on the back of your neck?"

"Ah, can this be given to someone else?" Lucy was a little surprised.

"I have one more wish."

"Well, if that's what you wish, I'll definitely agree to it."

"Come."

Wen Yan took Lucy's little hand and led her to the underground beehive, which should be the safest place.

Wen Yan took out a bead, expanded the domain, and took Lucy in.

He took out a chessboard from inside, and after the chessboard was opened, flashing colored lights lit up on the electronic screen.

"Welcome back."

Now it's Lucy's turn to roll the dice.

She rolled the dice carefully, and it rolled and stopped at four.

Lights flickered on the electronic screen.

“The unknown adventure continues, and the distant demon king has changed his form.

The cowardly hero hid in a place where even the devil could not see him, and could not feel the changes in the world. "

Wen Yan looked at the taunting on the electronic screen and didn't take it seriously. This was just a game, and players were naturally encouraged to fight.

Wen Yan picked up the dice in one hand and a prepared notebook in the other, and the moment he threw the dice, he said solemnly.

"I wish that the naming technique on Lucy's body will fall into this book."

The dice spun rapidly on the chessboard, and finally hit the edge of the chessboard. It bounced up with a bang and fell back into Wen Yan's hands.

The electronic screen flickered for a long while before a dry sentence came out.

"The wish failed, please roll again."

"..."

Wen Yan was speechless for a moment. Is this even possible?

Lucy was also confused. How could she fail? Did she want to?
After trying three times in a row, Wen Yan had to be sure of one thing: the naming technique might not be able to be transferred to objects.

It should be a scroll that once carried the art of naming. After it was used, it can only be used by creatures that can use it.

"I wish that the right to use this naming technique be transferred to me."

This time when I made a wish, the dice spun on the board for a while and finally turned into a 6.

Fireworks were set off on the electronic screen.

"The cunning competitor stole Lucy's mysterious power and is only one step away from winning the game."

Wen Yan smiled and stretched out his hand. Lucy also grinned, revealing her gap teeth, and happily stretched out her hand to shake hands with Wen Yan.

The next moment, the pattern on the back of her neck seemed to come alive, flowing down from the back of her neck, along her hand, and to Wen Yan's hand.

There was already something in Wen Yan's hand, and the pattern moved along his skin, to his back, and stopped there.

(End of this chapter)