From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 138: Venerable Identity [Please subscribe! ]

Knowing that this was a portrait of Bai Yuchan, Li Yang couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and the strange sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

"Are there any other portraits?"

"According to what my master said before he died, this was a painting that Grandmaster Bai Yuchan asked his friend to draw for him. In addition to this, there is another one, which was painted when he was middle-aged and seeking the truth. Let me find it."

As he spoke, Chi Yanhong began to search around in the small hall, and finally took out an ink painting on silk from the secret compartment under the bluestone bricks.

The picture slowly unfolds, with pine forests and strange rocks, and the freehand outlines of two Taoists.
According to Chi Yanhong, the painting describes the story of how Taoist master Bai Yuchan went to Mount Limu and met a Taoist master who taught him the "Shangzhu Fazhuan Dongfa Xuanlei Jue" and founded the Southern School of Taoism.

Li Yang looked at the profile of the half-kneeling Taoist priest and felt as if struck by lightning.

He recognized this face!

When he was trying to decipher the soul of the Venerable at the Wutong Shrine in Nanshan, many images were locked deep in his memory.

This face had appeared in those pictures before, sitting and talking with the Venerable.

Li Yang looked at the picture of Bai Yuchan failing in his alchemy refining. Wasn't that exactly what the young Taoist priest looked like when he got old? That's why he felt strangely familiar with it.

The Venerable was most likely a person from before the Southern Song Dynasty, and he had interactions with the founder Bai Yuchan!

This discovery was so unbelievable that Li Yang himself was frightened by the thought.

When he explained this discovery to Chi Yanhong, Chi Yanhong's face was also full of disbelief.

"Impossible. The spiritual energy has been extinguished for so long. How could someone survive from the Southern Song Dynasty to the present?"

Li Yang said in a gloomy tone: "Have you forgotten the blood demon?"

Chi Yanhong shook his head: "The blood demon itself is not a human body, but it still relies on the blood hole to survive..."

"Since there is a blood cave, who can guarantee that there are no other similar things? In fact, I have always had a question..." Li Yang paused, his tone was very strange: "I have cultivated to the seeding path, and logically I can live to 500 years old. When the last spiritual energy was extinguished, there must be people who have reached my level of cultivation, or even higher than me. Where did these people go?"

Chi Yanhong was speechless for a moment. After thinking for a long time, he answered: "Could it be that because of the drying up of spiritual energy, without the existence of spiritual energy, the life span of cultivators will also be greatly reduced, or even no different from ordinary people, and can only experience birth, aging, sickness and death?"

"It's possible, but I remembered the four words left by the Nanming Sect on the stone tablet: 'Follow the tide'. Is it possible that those Heavenly Masters and Taoist Ancestors sensed the rise and fall of spiritual energy very early on, and their cultivation was high enough that they didn't want to perish with the spiritual energy?

Suppose the spiritual energy tide of this place ebbs, and the spiritual energy tide of another place rises, then they will go to the other end together?"

This idea is bold, but it also has a certain rationality.

The two of them were in a daze, their thoughts surging.

"If this venerable really existed before the Southern Song Dynasty, no matter how he survived to this day, he must know a lot of inside information.
I even have some doubts, did such a person really die in my hands? "

There were no other valuable clues in the small temple. Li Yang collected the ancient lotus seeds and asked Chi Yanhong to plant them on Baiyun Mountain to see if they would bloom again.

Li Yang flew directly to the small town in southern Yunnan where the Venerable was killed. At that time, the Venerable's body had not been found yet. Xie Yu, who learned of the situation, had already sent people to deal with the scene, and all the body fragments had been burned.

Li Yang suppressed the sword light and went to an empty place, then walked into the alley.

Some tourists checked in and took photos in the alleys. This small town is a famous 5A-level scenic spot in southern Yunnan.

The air was filled with the smell of moist soil, mossy stone bricks. Li Yang walked all the way. Three months had passed and Xie Yu had cleaned up the entire alley. Li Yang did not feel anything unusual as he walked along.

I called Xie Yu, who seemed to be arranging the preparations for the spiritual energy and feng shui projects in various regions in a few days. When he heard the results of Li Yang's investigation into the identity of the Venerable, he was a little confused.

He sent Li Yang a geographic location and some identity information.

"We later found out the identity of the Venerable through DNA comparison. Do you remember the village that the Liu Sect developed into a stronghold for believers that I told you about?
He was the old man in the village, but according to the records of the local police station, he was already dead and his household registration was completely cancelled. We found his descendants and then compared the blood relationship. "

The photo shows an old ID card, which was the earliest generation of resident ID cards in the 80s.

"Are you sure that the Venerable is a modern person?"

"What do you mean? According to modern scientific and technological methods, it is correct that his real name is Hu Shanye, and he was 84 years old when he was killed by you."

It's impossible. If he was just an elderly modern man, the image in his soul of him discussing Taoism with Grand Master Bai Yuchan would be inexplicable.

Moreover, according to his style in the Liu School, he started planning the revival of spiritual energy one step ahead of time, which is not something a modern person can do.

"The identity of the Venerable may have a big secret. I hope you can continue to investigate. He is not a modern person. He is most likely an... immortal."

Xie Yu was silent for a long time on the other end of the phone:
"Did you find anything over there?"

"I have no evidence on my side, just speculation."

Li Yang hung up the phone, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

If the Venerable really survived the Southern Song Dynasty, no one could imagine how many tricks he had accumulated over the years. And how could he exist like a ghost, lurking in the history of China for at least a thousand years?

If those with high cultivation levels follow the tide and leave, does the Venerable really have the status to discuss Taoism with Bai Yuchan? Is he not strong enough to leave, or is he staying for other purposes?
Even if the Venerable is really dead, is his existence an isolated case?
What's more, where did those beings that followed the tide go? Will they...come back?

Too many doubts, too many possibilities. The more Li Yang thought about it, the colder he felt.
Li Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head. He just wanted to practice Taoism in peace, pretend to be cool, and be a mountain king in Baiyun Mountain. He really didn't want to be harassed by an old bastard like Venerable Blood Demon again.

After returning to Baiyun Mountain, the lotus seed had already been planted by Chi Yanhong, and the development of Mount Emei was already underway. Although the spiritual mine had not been dug up, some spiritual stones had been discovered sporadically.

According to the agreement, Baiyun Mountain had a 20% share, and ten spirit stones were sent to the foot of the mountain, brought up by Chi Yanhong and buried near the ancient lotus seeds.

Four days later, there was still no progress in the investigation of the Venerable's identity, and Zhao Ziyao and Wang Xin, who were on vacation, returned to the mountain one after another.

On June 1st, Li Yang took Chi Yanhong and Zhao Ziyao on a flying sword and headed to the capital to attend the opening ceremony of the Reiki Geomancy Project.

(End of this chapter)