There are no ancestors at all; I made them all up.

Chapter 127 No More Passing the Flame, Farewell [Third Update]

"...Grandfather felt his time was drawing near, and if he didn't fight to the death, he feared he would turn into a skeleton in his grave. Therefore, he voluntarily requested a demobilization order and went to sea, and the result was..."

On the other side, after receiving Bai Shaoyou's report, Chen Qing asked Sun Nian about his purpose in coming. The latter then told him about the changes in his family and held a jade slip above his head.

Chen Qing took the jade slip and scanned it with his divine sense. Inside were the dying words of Elder Sun and his entrustment of Sun Nian to him. Elder Sun shamelessly asked Chen Qing to take care of Sun Nian for a while, out of respect for his master, because he really had no close relatives left.

"If it is really inconvenient, then lock up my grandson's memories of cultivation and send him to an ordinary family so that he can live a peaceful life. I really have nothing left for him in my life."

As the last word in the jade slip fell, Chen Qing remained silent for a moment, then looked at Sun Nian and said, "In that case, you can stay in Mingxia with peace of mind."

"Don't worry, Sect Leader, I'll take care of this!" Bai Shaoyou stepped forward. "Qingnang Pavilion is adjacent to Wuxing Pavilion, and I've met Senior Sun before!"

Chen Qing nodded slightly, then turned his attention back to the Star-Fixing Bead.

Shortly after Bai Shaoyou and his companion entered the mountain, he sensed several chilling auras lurking outside. Upon further investigation, he found that all of those auras had been extinguished!

Silent and still, all life extinguished!
"died?"

Chen Qing frowned slightly, and with his divine sense, he used the power of the Star-Stabilizing Pearl to spread it across the entire Mingxia Mountain.

Mountains, rocks, grass, trees, insects, birds, and even the slightest ripples in the earth's veins all reflect in the lake of the heart.

He then discovered several corpses lying stiffly on the ground, their deaths gruesome, as if they had experienced boundless terror before their deaths and had been drained of all their life force.

The person who made the move was ruthless and efficient, seemingly acting out of resentment, but after carefully searching the surroundings, he could not detect the slightest unusual aura.

Chen Qing frowned, keeping the matter in mind, and then turned his gaze to Fang Da'ao, Qu Xiaoyao, and the golden monkey who was already waiting on the side.

Bai Shaoyou also walked over at this time. He was already familiar with Fang Da'ao and Qu Xiaoyao. After exchanging a few words, he suddenly shuddered and looked at the little monkey with a dazed expression!
"The little monkey has become the sect leader's disciple?! This..."

He immediately turned to look at Chen Qing.

Seeing his attitude, Chen Qing thought to himself, "This boy is capable and sincere. Now that I have achieved Yin Spirit and hold the Dao path in my hands, it would be too heartless to refuse him again."

“Shaoyou,” Chen Qing then said, “If you still have the intention to become my disciple, I will accept it today. We will choose an auspicious day to hold the ceremony.”

What a twist!

Bai Shaoyou suddenly looked up, his face beaming with joy, and was about to kneel down on the spot.

"Wait a moment." Chen Qing raised his hand slightly, gently supporting him with his energy. "Etiquette cannot be disregarded, nor can it be taken lightly. Find a quiet day and follow the proper etiquette."

"Yes!" Bai Shaoyou suppressed the urge to immediately hold a grand celebration and obediently agreed.

"Squeak squeak squeak!" The little monkey was unhappy and jumped to Chen Qing's feet, tugging at the hem of his robe, its little face scrunched up.

Why does he have to pick a day? I just prayed directly!

On the other side, Sun Nian watched all this and quickly lowered his head.

Chen Qing took in everyone's expressions.

"Leading a team is indeed much more difficult than going solo."

He sighed inwardly, then said, "Calm down, everyone. Opportunities vary from person to person and cannot be forced. Take, for example, the patriarch of my Hidden Star lineage, who experienced all sorts of twists and turns..."

He then began to tell the story of the "Dharma Master," attempting to integrate the three techniques described by Xuan Su into the "deeds" of sudden enlightenment during a difficult situation. The story was full of twists and turns, captivating Fang Da'ao and Qu Xiaoyao, while Bai Shaoyou seemed to be deep in thought.

However, when Chen Qing pretended to be asleep and focused his mind on the Dao Evolution Record, he was surprised to find that although a lot of the Dao traces had been consumed, not a single sentence related to the Three Laws had been imprinted!
"Is it because these three methods are not at a high enough level to become a key turning point in the life of the Dharma Master? Or is there another reason?" Chen Qing's mind raced, then he felt relieved. "Never mind, there are countless paths to enlightenment, there is no need to be fixated on this one. Besides, even in a dream, one can have the ability to suddenly realize enlightenment."

He simply let go and stopped insisting.

After everyone recovered from the lingering charm of the patriarch's story, Chen Qing changed the subject and explained the key points of Qi Induction and Qi Condensation to several new and old disciples in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

His current level of understanding is quite high, and with the extraordinary enlightenment brought by his dream incarnation and the Tathagata talisman, his explanations go straight to the source, simplifying the complex. Sometimes he quotes scriptures, sometimes he uses his finger as a pen, and sometimes he casually picks up a wisp of breeze or a fallen leaf to demonstrate the flow of Qi.

"...Guiding Qi into the body is not about forcibly seizing the essence of heaven and earth, but rather like spring rain nourishing all things, harmonizing with nature. Where the mind goes, all the meridians open naturally, and the Qi mechanism arises spontaneously..."

Fang Da'ao, Qu Xiaoyao, and others listened with rapt attention, while Bai Shaoyou was deeply shaken, as many of the principles Chen Qing spoke of subtly shattered the barriers of his past understanding.

Even Sun Nian, who was hiding in the corner, had a focused light in his eyes. The little bit of pharmacology knowledge his grandfather had taught him was actually faintly consistent with the way of qi and blood circulation that Chen Qing had talked about.

The little monkey sat quietly at Chen Qing's feet, its body warming itself.

Chen Qing's sermon continued until the sun was high in the sky and noon had arrived. The courtyard was filled with spiritual energy, and everyone was immersed in the Dao, gaining a great deal of knowledge.

Chen Qing pretended to be asleep while looking inward at the ink marks on the Dao Evolution Record, which had risen to seventeen. He thought to himself, "With more and more disciples, the benefits of lecturing are indeed substantial."

As he was thinking, the Star-Fixing Bead in his sleeve suddenly jumped.

Outside the mountain gate, at the edge of the mist.

Several young cultivators were blocked by the surging mist.
The leader was a young man dressed in gray, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, inscribed with the words "Giant Wave".

He stared at the fog in front of him, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with astonishment and doubt.

"Senior Brother Wang, isn't Mingxia Mountain a dilapidated place? The old sect leader just died, and I heard the new sect leader is only at the first realm of perfection, just an empty shell. Master told us to invite him down the mountain to discuss matters, to make up for the lack of manpower and increase our prestige, so why is there such a mountain-protecting formation?" A short, fat cultivator next to him couldn't help but mutter.

The young man surnamed Wang, Wang Zheng, was an inner disciple of the Giant Wave Sect. He said in a deep voice, "Something is definitely amiss. This shifting mist is no ordinary illusion."

After speaking, he took a deep breath, gathered his strength, and called out loudly into the depths of the mist: "Wang Zheng, a disciple of the Giant Wave Sect, has come to pay a visit to Sect Leader Chen on the orders of his sect! The various sects of Nanbin will be discussing the division of the old territory of Haiyuan Temple. This matter concerns the well-being of all, so we request Sect Leader Chen to appear and discuss it!"

Chen Qing swept his divine sense across the area, taking in the cultivation levels and expressions of the people outside the mountain, and then transmitted his voice to those outside the mountain—

"The past events at Haiyuan Temple have nothing to do with Mingxia. Please leave."

Wang Zheng's expression changed slightly, surprised by the other party's straightforward refusal. He hurriedly tried to persuade him again: "Sect Leader Chen! The several top-grade spiritual springs that Haiyuan Temple forcibly occupied are now all ownerless! If you could share even a small portion, your sect would immediately be able to change its situation! Moreover, the Black Shark Gang and Angry Dragon Island have secretly joined forces. Both of them have experts at the third realm in charge, and they act ruthlessly. Only by joining forces can we..."

"Noisy."

Chen Qing grew impatient. With a flash of light from the Star-Fixing Pearl, the vast mist suddenly swirled, enveloping Wang Zheng and his group, and gently carried them away!
"what--"

"What's going on?!" Amidst the exclamations, Wang Zheng and the others felt dizzy, the scenery rushing past their eyes, and the wind whistling in their ears. When their feet touched solid ground again, they looked around in shock and found themselves at the foot of a desolate mountain a hundred miles away!
The group exchanged bewildered glances, their faces pale and covered in cold sweat.

"Senior brother... this..." The short, stout cultivator's teeth chattered, and he could barely speak.

Wang Zheng took a few deep breaths, suppressing his shock, his eyes filled with awe: "Quickly return to the sect and report to Master! Mingxia Mountain is full of hidden talents!"

Half a day later, in the Giant Wave Sect, the sect leader, Canglang Jushi, upon hearing Wang Zheng's report, suddenly stood up from his prayer mat, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"Moving a hundred miles is like swatting away mosquitoes and flies?"

He paced back and forth, calculating with his fingers.

"If it were merely a sophisticated array, it could trap people, but how could it move living beings so effortlessly and precisely over a hundred miles? This is not the power of array formations, but rather the use of divine thought as a guide to harness the spiritual energy of the earth's veins! It requires divine thought to be condensed to the point of being tangible, having already reached the profound realm of the Yin spirit's thought moving and the law following!"

The Hermit of Canglang suddenly stopped and looked towards the direction of Mingxia Mountain: "I never expected that such a true god would be hidden in the land of Nanbin! Quickly prepare gifts! This old man wants to pay a visit in person!"

In the Mingxia Mountains, Chen Qing was completely unaware of and indifferent to the subsequent tremors of the Giant Wave Gate.

He was asking Bai Shaoyou, "Shaoyou, have you ever heard of methods like 'shifting through the void' or 'spatial transformation'? Or have you heard of any ancient Golden Core cultivators' cultivation manuals or fragments hidden somewhere?"

Bai Shaoyou shook his head with a wry smile, then said, "This disciple will do his best to keep a close eye on things in the markets and black markets..."

"It's alright," Chen Qing said with a smile. "It's not necessary, so you can focus on your cultivation."

He already had a plan in mind: the middle-aged scholar in the Remnant Scroll Pavilion might be the best way to explore ancient methods.

"After dealing with the urgent matters in my dream, it's time to make a trip to the Remnant Scroll Pavilion," Chen Qing thought to himself. After making some arrangements, he turned and entered the quiet room.

I sat cross-legged, my mind focused and at ease.

"In the northern lands of my dreams, demonic traces lurk. I cannot delay. Enter the dream!"

In my dream, in the Northern Cold Continent, in an ice crevice.

Elder Qingli and another graceful Elder Xuepo stood quietly not far from Chen Qing.

They've been here for quite a while.

Upon learning that Chen Qing was meditating and comprehending profound mysteries, Qing Li immediately took out her jade pouch. The pouch emitted a faint light, silently drawing in and capturing Chen Qing's naturally dissipated aura.

Elder Xuepo's beautiful eyes scrutinized Chen Qing. The more she looked at him, the more intimate and comfortable she felt with the Qingqiu bloodline within her, as if a long-awaited rain had come after a drought.

"This boy's aura can actually resonate deep within the bloodline. If we use his aura to condense the sacred fire, I wonder what kind of changes will occur." Elder Xuepo pondered inwardly.

At this moment.

Chen Qing, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them!

Within the Niwan Palace, the Tathagata's talisman shone brightly, and in an instant, he grasped most of the essence and key points of the three secret techniques, including "Golden Cicada Shedding Its Shell," as described by Xuan Su!

"It's done!" Chen Qing silently recited the incantation, feeling greatly relieved. "This method is sufficient!"

He stood up, his gaze sweeping over Han Jing, Ji Yue, You Chan, and the others, finally landing on Xuan Su. He nodded slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Xuan Su, the method has been mastered, and the time has come."

Xuan Su was startled at first, then sighed, thinking to herself that he was a monster, but not too surprised, and said: "In that case, everything is ready."

Chen Qing immediately called for everyone to gather around, intending to use his teleportation technique.

"This fellow Taoist!"

Elder Qingli's voice rang out at the opportune moment. She and Elder Xuepo moved gracefully forward and said directly, "Fellow Daoist, you possess the profound secrets of my Qingqiu bloodline, a destiny ordained by Heaven! Our entire clan sincerely invites you to grace our hills with your presence! If you are willing to condescend to assist us in drawing the aura of the Holy Ancestor into the altar to rekindle the Holy Fire, you may choose three items from the treasure vault and the inheritance of the secret realm! This is the first one!"

"Secondly, our clan still has three hundred pure virgins who have not yet formed a bond of unity. Their bloodlines are all of superior quality. If you are interested, fellow Daoist, they can all serve you, harmonizing Yin and Yang, and jointly comprehend the Great Dao!"

"Thirdly, the rekindling of the sacred flame has endless wondrous uses, which will greatly benefit fellow Daoists' progress on their path!"

These conditions are extremely generous and enough to tempt any cultivator.

Han Jing, Ji Yue, and the others were also slightly shaken upon hearing this. Although they did not know why Chen Qing had attracted such attention from the Qingqiu clan, they felt that this was a rare opportunity.

After listening to Elder Qingli's words, Chen Qing pondered for a moment and then said, "The path to enlightenment is long and arduous; all one seeks is a clear and unfettered heart. The beauties of Qingqiu are as lovely as jade, and the sacred fire is unparalleled in its mystery. It's a pity..."

"I won't pass on the fire!" he chuckled. "Farewell!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Qing formed a hand seal, and the power of the space around him suddenly surged!
An invisible ripple spread rapidly from its center, enveloping Han Jing, Ji Yue, You Chan, Ling Wan, and Xuan Su!
"Roar!!!"

Just then, three wolf shadows, shrouded in a foul stench, pounced down from above the ice crevice!

The lead frost-toothed giant wolf, its eyes bloodshot and fangs bared, roared deafeningly: "You lowly Qingqiu wench! You sneak around, you've got something to hide, daring to harbor humans! But we've caught you red-handed! Kill! Leave no one alive!"

A violent demonic aura and intense killing intent swept in!

The ice wall trembled violently!

"Frost-Scented Clan!"

The sudden attack caused Qingli and Xuepo's expressions to change, while Yunniang and Bingli even summoned their magical treasures and prepared for battle.

However, Chen Qing, who was at the center of the storm, was not panicked at all. Instead, he grinned and said, "You've come at the right time! We just need a few pawns to cross the river!"

He pointed a finger at the three ferocious wolf shadows that pounced on his head, forming a hand seal!
"Om-"

The spatial ripples violently shook, engulfing the three menacing Frost-Scented Demons!
"go!"

With a low shout, Chen Qing, Han Jing, and the others, along with the three-headed Frost-Smelling Demon, vanished from their spot without a trace!

　11,000 at midnight!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)