The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 292 Entrustment of inheritance
After hearing what Bei Ming Hu said, and looking at the thing in Bei Ming Hu's hand that looked like silk but very thick, it was a complete martial arts inheritance.

For a moment, even the villagers present couldn't help but widen their eyes.

what is this?
This is a true martial arts inheritance.

In the previous era, and even in the ancient times, there were not many inheritances that could truly lead to becoming a Martial Saint.

This is the current era.

That's even rarer.

To put it bluntly.

In such an era, every martial arts inheritance that leads directly to the Martial Saint can be called a true treasure.

Don’t think that practitioners still make up the majority nowadays.

However, anyone who has plans for the future, or is from a big sect, can always see the future.

They are all consciously searching for the methods of martial arts.

Not to mention these spirit mediums.

A complete practice method that can lead directly to becoming a Martial Saint is of utmost importance even in big sects like Maoshan or Longhushan.

This thing is simply priceless.

Although, after so many years, the predecessors of Longhu Mountain and Maoshan must have preserved a part of the inheritance.

But who would complain about having too many treasures these days?

Even Longhu Mountain and Maoshan could not withstand the temptation, let alone the small sects and forces under them.

This is a true martial arts technique!

Even Uncle Zhang, who had always had a good relationship with Bei Ming Hu, felt a little restless at the moment.

This is simply too tempting.

Looking at the performance of everyone present, and looking at the entire piece of inheritance silk that Bei Minghu took out.

Song Feng seemed a little curious:

"You are so open and aboveboard, giving me the inheritance of your sect. Aren't you afraid that the Grand Master will say you are an unfilial son?"

The inheritance of a sect is of paramount importance. Even the real descendants of a sect are shockingly stingy when it comes to controlling knowledge.

Even though Uncle Jiu occasionally imparts some knowledge.

However, that was because Uncle Jiu’s position was too high. He was the truest of the true teachings in Maoshan and might even be the seed of future immortality.

Such people look down upon ordinary things.

You can also teach the villagers in your own Taoist temple the common methods of punishing evil spirits or saving people so that they can protect themselves.

But ordinary mages are different.

Like an ordinary wizard who has just developed magical powers through practice, or who has just squeezed out a bit of essence to develop magical powers.

Even if it was a word about punishing evil, he would keep it to himself and never tell anyone else.

what is this?
This is the foundation on which they depend for survival. Perhaps just a few words can allow their descendants to live a better life.

Don’t look at how the high-level people in the spiritual world live, or how high their status is in the secular world.

But that's the bottom line.

If it is an ordinary small door or temple, the ordinary magicians in it can only know a method of taking back.

Just this low-level method can ensure that they will never go hungry from generation to generation.

From this we can see how valuable knowledge is.

This thing.

It has to be held firmly.

This is the case with one or two common folk remedies to punish evil spirits, not to mention the method of a martial saint that can truly reach the pinnacle of the spiritual world.

This is not an ordinary piece of silk at all.

Even now, if Bei Ming Hu said that he would exchange this silk for gold, and the amount of gold would be determined by how big the silk could be unfolded, everyone present would have to buy it even if they had to sell everything they had.

This method is so precious.

Even for them, Ma Xian, there is an extraordinary treasure.

They are miserable too.

Taoism and Buddhism have their own traditions, especially the Taoist Dharma, which focuses on prolonging life and maintaining health.

After thousands of years of inheritance, people have not only collected a large amount of heritage, but also left behind many treasures.

There is even a magical weapon in the sect.

With such a foundation, it is enough to suppress the fortune of the entire sect, and even make it immortal for thousands of years.

But they were miserable.

Although it is true that they and the immortals share the same fate.

But their heritage is ultimately incomplete.

For those who can only rely on others and have no fundamental inheritance of their own, this is not a method at all!

This is the road to heaven where future generations will prosper from generation to generation and move towards heaven step by step.

Before this method existed.

Their future descendants can only continue to expand little by little within the existing scope, and may not even surpass their ancestors.

However, things will be different with this method. If the descendants in the future generations can achieve success in their practice, it will truly be earth-shaking.

If one day I could become a Martial Saint.

That means you have truly taken the road to heaven and can truly turn things around and become the master of your own destiny.

Hey!
A truly accomplished martial saint would be so powerful that even the many immortals of the older generation in Changbai Mountain would not dare to challenge him.

Who dares to say there is no future?

After hearing what Song Feng said, Bei Minghu said carelessly:
"Hey! Now that it's like this, who knows if the inheritance can be passed on? And I have left enough inheritance for my children."

"The reason why I am giving you this precious method is that I want you to keep it for me after you have used it as a reference."

When he said this, Bei Minghu couldn't help but chuckle:

"If one day you achieve further progress in your cultivation and see that the unfortunate children in our family do not have the complete inheritance, you can help me pass it on to them."

"Even if my unfortunate child really can't pass on the skills, you can find someone you like and pass on the skills."

When he said this, Bei Minghu did not lose his silly look at all, and said very seriously:
"This piece of silk records all the martial arts secrets of our lineage. I have even engraved the names of many of our ancestors."

"This piece of silk is the entire genealogy of our lineage. I can be considered to have left some incense for our lineage."

"Maybe one day in the future, the many great masters below will be able to praise me..."

His idea was simple. After all, he had already passed on the inheritance of their school to his own children.

Everything that should be kept and shouldn’t be kept was left behind.

The tradition of incense burning can be said to have been passed down in Guanzhong.

To put it bluntly.

Given the current situation, Jiuzhou will sink in the blink of an eye. Who knows whether his unfortunate child can survive?

No one can predict luck for sure.

Apart from the true inheritance of immortals, who dares to say that they can ensure the continuity of their own inheritance?

The reason why they are so crazy and the reason why they can pass it down from generation to generation is not to say that their predecessors have passed it down from generation to generation.

Even as powerful as Mount Maoshan and various immortal sects, they also had a period of discontinuity in a certain era. The reason why the inheritance continued from generation to generation was because the immortal tools of many ancestors were indestructible and the Taoist scriptures still existed.

As long as the immortal weapon exists, the heritage will continue.

Immortal is itself a supreme level of achievement in the world of cultivation.

Who can get the magic weapon?
If we can't get the immortal weapon, there's no way to completely destroy the heritage.

In the past dynasties, when Taizu founded the country, the dragon energy of the kingly way was indeed so terrifying that it could even suppress many immortal sects.

But talk is talk, and fuss is fuss.

No matter how severely these sects were weakened, there were definitely very few that would commit such extermination.

This is the balance between the two sides.

The inheritance of immortals is in danger of destruction, let alone his inheritance of a mere Martial Saint.

so.

Giving this treasure with a complete lineage of inheritance to the old man is like having a guarantee.

Still alive.

It would be great if the family could pass it down to many of its descendants.

Even if you take out insurance in advance.

After all, the old man is truly a top figure in the spiritual world, and he might even look down on my martial arts skills.

But what if something unexpected happens.

Since this old man is so long-lived, my inheritance can truly be passed on.

If a miracle really happened, the old man would have gone one step further and achieved the state of returning to the void, becoming a peerless immortal.

That can be considered as leaving a big golden leg for my own lineage.

Who said he was stupid?

He is very smart!
"...Good boy, since you think so, I am willing to help you."

"This is a secret method that can help one ascend to the Martial Saint level step by step. It is not common for me to come across this."

"In that case, I will accept it. If I ever encounter a situation like what you said, I will definitely protect the inheritance of your Beiming family!"

After hearing the old man's promise, Bei Minghu showed a slight smile on his face:
"...Haha, thank you very much, old man!"

When he said this, he looked extremely serious.

He was really grateful to the old man.

Only someone who has cultivated to his level can understand how far he is from the old man.

People often say.

The higher your martial arts skills are, the higher they become.

This is even more true in the practice of Taoism.

In the past, he had curried favor with the old leader of his own Qingyang Sect, and it was also his unique vision that won him the support.

After all, the old leader can support him.

As a result, even though the old leader had extraordinary powers, the Qingyang Sect was destroyed, leaving only two or three cats, big and small.

But it's different now.

He believed that the old man in front of him had a higher chance of success than his own old leader.

At that time, the old leader absorbed the incense and offerings of the people, and the aura he exuded when he died together was exactly the same as the old man's.

He's not stupid.

With the fur on, he looks more like a monkey than a monkey.

Looking at the two people in front of him, openly giving him this martial saint inheritance.

Uncle Zhang felt like his heart was bleeding.

"This is a tradition that can help one cultivate the Four Refinements, achieve the state of martial arts godhood, and become a martial saint! It's a pity that one can only see but not touch..."

Who knows the pain in his heart?
This feeling of being so far away and yet so close at hand, but unable to get it in his hands, was even more outrageous than if he didn't know about it.

The Martial Saint Method, ah, the Martial Saint Method!
This is the only chance for him to see this kind of Dafa in his lifetime, and perhaps even for his ancestors and descendants for countless years.

Don’t underestimate them because they have immortal heritage passed down from generation to generation.

Even though they are very prominent among the people outside the Great Wall, they have an old immortal behind them to provide them with a solid foundation.

but.

Is relying on others the same as relying on yourself?

Prominence is all about appearance.

The truth is, regardless of whether it is Buddhism, Taoism or other sects of cultivation, they all exclude them, and some even look down on them.

If they were given a chance to join a powerful sect, they would do it without hesitation.

Anyone who hesitates is a fool.

Looking at Lao Zhang and several other old men in front of him who were in such pain, Bei Minghu laughed and then patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder:

"Come on, Lao Zhang, don't be so excited. It's good enough that your ancestors have been so prominent for generations."

"If this technique really falls into your hands, it will only be a disaster rather than a blessing for you. You may not be able to keep it..."

After hearing what Bei Minghu said, Lao Zhang felt his heart bleed:

"… Let's give it a try. What if we can save it?"

Their small mountain village also has a lot of heritage. Give them a chance, give them a chance.

Looking at Lao Zhang who still wanted to give it a try, Bei Minghu shook his head, then patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the village entrance:
"With that old man here, your inheritance is enough, and there is no need to invite disaster...some things are not that simple."

"A martial arts inheritance, especially a complete martial arts inheritance, cannot be preserved without great luck..."

Looking at the direction Bei Minghu pointed, and listening to Bei Minghu saying this to him for the first time, Uncle Zhang couldn't help but twitch his lips:
"...You can even find this out?"

Seeing Lao Zhang's expression, Bei Minghu comforted him:

"It was mainly because I came here so many times that I noticed something strange, but you definitely noticed it the first time you came here...right, old man?"

After hearing what Bei Minghu said, Song Feng casually put the silk into his pocket without even looking at it:

"I am just relying on my age and experience to see a little bit of this. It's nothing, nothing..."

After hearing what Song Feng said, Uncle Zhang no longer bothered about one or two martial arts techniques:

"Grandpa, you must keep this secret. The lives and property of dozens of families in our village depend on you."

When Uncle Zhang finished speaking, he saw Old Ma, who had been smoking at the entrance of the village, put away his pipe and walked over with his hands behind his back:
"No wonder I always feel familiar with this spot, old man. It turns out that you were one of the executioners when you came to the border areas..."

As he walked, the old man Ma, who had always had a poor memory, began to slowly condense his energy.

The momentum was so strong that it even overwhelmed the entire venue.

The wind and snow near the village were so heavy that they even came to a standstill!
When he said this, the old man Ma glanced at the cane in Song Feng's hand, and then said quietly:
"...From this point of view, the cane in your hand probably belongs to our boss, right?"

After hearing what Old Man Ma said, I saw that he no longer looked confused, but instead showed such momentum.

For a moment, everyone present was shocked:
"...What?!"
For a moment, everyone's expressions changed slightly when they looked at the vine in Song Feng's hand.

Seeing that Old Ma had recovered and was no longer in a daze, Song Feng also chuckled:
"...Okay, Old Monster Liu, stop acting like you have a very good relationship with your eldest brother. Weren't you also involved in it back then?"

When these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked again and again. Even Lao Zhang and other spiritual masters could not help but look at Grandpa Ma in horror.

Are they able to hear these great secrets of the immortals?
(End of this chapter)