Junior sister, I really need to control you

"What's the rush? I didn't say I wouldn't promote you," Li Yinsheng stood up. "Junior sister, do you think you're confident enough to take on the position of deacon?"

Mu Xiaoyu was first puzzled, then stunned and confused, and then tried to think, but she fell into an even deeper state of daze.

Li Yinsheng didn't want to directly promote Mu Xiaoyu to deputy abbot, but promotions in a Taoist temple aren't something that can be done with just a few words.

Each position has a corresponding Dharma seal and Dao certificate, and the name must be registered in the corresponding "register," just like ordinary officials are registered.

Although Taoist temples under the Zhengyang lineage have a high degree of autonomy, the appointment and removal of abbots and deputy abbots cannot bypass the lineage.

For those holding positions below the rank of steward, their "registers" are kept in the Taoist temple, and their Dharma seals and Taoist certificates are also issued by the temple. The lineage is not interfered with.

However, the Dharma seals and Daoist certificates of the abbot and the deputy abbot are issued by the Dharma lineage, and the corresponding "registers" are also in the Dharma lineage.

Therefore, Li Yinsheng was merely a "proxy abbot"—

Although he was in charge of everything at Xuanzhen Temple, and the Dharma seal and Daoist certificate of the previous abbot had not been taken back by the lineage and were still in his hands, he was not qualified to have his name registered as the "Abbot of Xuanzhen Temple" in the "register" of the Zhengyang lineage.

He himself has not even registered his name in the lineage's register. If he dared to take his junior sister to the lineage and say, "Excuse me, I would like to register my junior sister, who has only been a disciple for a few days, in the register as the deputy abbot of Xuanzhen Temple," they would just kick them both out.

Fortunately, the abbot had the Dharma seal and Dao certificate in hand, so appointing a steward was perfectly in accordance with the procedure for him.

As for the deacon's cultivation level...

unimportant.

The appointment and removal of mere stewards is something the lineage not only doesn't want to get involved in, but it doesn't even want to know about; it simply doesn't care.

Although he currently has no way to reach the level of deputy abbot, he can still gain thirty-four years of cultivation in one go by helping his junior sister reach the level of steward!

The only small obstacle between him and his thirty-four years of cultivation is that he needs to remember the process of appointing stewards, as well as where the stewards' seals and certificates, and the registers of Xuanzhen Temple are kept.

For more than a decade, these things have never been of any use and have never been put to any use.

If it weren't for his ambition to cultivate, Li Yinsheng would never have remembered the existence of those things.

While Li Yinsheng recalled where the Dharma Seal and Register were, and the investiture process, Mu Xiaoyu remained lost in thought, her face blank.

What happened? Who am I? Where am I? Why did my senior brother say he wanted me to be a steward? Aren't stewards supposed to be very powerful? Am I dreaming?

Eh... a dream? Come to think of it, this is similar to my dream last night.

Hmm... Am I actually still asleep?

Or maybe my senior woke me up this morning, but I didn't actually get out of bed and am now taking a nap?

That's right! I've only been cultivating for a few days, how could my senior brother possibly ask me to be a steward?

I must still be dreaming!

Since it's in a dream, what do I have to be afraid of!

Feeling that she had understood everything, Mu Xiaoyu straightened her back, strode up to Li Yinsheng, and asked, "Senior brother, are you really going to let me be a steward?"

“Of course…” Li Yinsheng paused halfway through his sentence.

He noticed that Mu Xiaoyu's expression had changed.

Suddenly, a strong sense of confidence appeared on her face, seemingly out of nowhere, as if a reincarnated great being had suddenly regained the memories and cultivation of her previous life, her aura soaring tenfold or a hundredfold!

"What kind of steward am I! Being a steward is not enough!" Mu Xiaoyu shouted. "I want to be the abbot! From this moment on, I am the abbot!"

"As for you, Senior Brother..." She thought for a moment and said, "You will also be the abbot, but I will not cultivate anymore. You will cultivate for six hours every day! You also have to prepare snacks for me every day! I will eat 70% of them, and you can eat the remaining 30%!"

Li Yinsheng stared dumbfounded at Mu Xiaoyu, who had suddenly become erect.

"Junior sister, have you gone mad from practicing? The Qingxuan True Scripture shouldn't have such side effects..." Li Yinsheng reached out and covered Mu Xiaoyu's forehead.

"How rude!" Mu Xiaoyu pushed Li Yinsheng's hand away: "You are my senior brother in my dreams, so you have to listen to me!"

"In a dream?" Li Yinsheng was stunned for a while before he reacted, then laughed and cried at the same time, "You think you're dreaming?"

"Holy crap! It's true that Fan Jin passed the imperial examination!" Li Yinsheng gasped inwardly.

Before Mu Xiaoyu could say anything, Li Yinsheng made a hand seal, instantly doubling the weight of the Tempering Yuan Lock on her body.

Mu Xiaoyu promptly lay down on the ground.

Mu Xiaoyu lay on the ground in silence for a long time before looking up at Li Yinsheng. Her voice was neither happy nor sad, as if she had let go of everything.

"Senior brother, I'm still dreaming, right?"

Li Yinsheng squatted down and gently stroked her head: "That's right, junior sister. In a sense, you were just daydreaming."

"Waaah—"

Mu Xiaoyu wailed and buried her face in the soil.

……

Late at night, at midnight, in the main hall of Xuanzhen Temple.

Li Yinsheng walked toward a cabinet in a room in the side hall—he finally remembered the procedure for appointing stewards and where the necessary items were.

Having exhausted her last bit of strength, Mu Xiaoyu staggered behind Li Yinsheng like a walking corpse.

"Senior brother... I was wrong... I really know I was wrong..." Mu Xiaoyu's voice trailed off, because she no longer had the strength to speak properly. "Please let me go back and rest... I'll never be naughty again..."

"Going back to rest now?" Li Yinsheng turned his head and smiled. "Junior Sister, don't you want to be the abbess anymore?"

"I dare not accept that!" Mu Xiaoyu, whose body was already exhausted, shivered and subconsciously took two steps back, her face full of fear. "Senior brother, I will never dare to do it again!"

"Don't be afraid," Li Yinsheng gently comforted her. "You'll be able to become the abbot sooner or later. I believe you have the potential, but unfortunately, you can't do it now."

"However, although I can no longer be the abbot, I can still continue to serve as a steward."

As Li Yinsheng spoke, he waved his hand to open the cabinet, from which an old scroll flew out and landed in Li Yinsheng's hand.

Then another set of deacon seals and white jade Dao tablets, which govern the affairs of slaying demons and eliminating evil, flew out and fell into Mu Xiaoyu's hands.

Li Yinsheng unfolded the registers on the table and took out a cinnabar brush, a box of ink paste, and the abbot's seal.

"Come on, junior sister," Li Yinsheng greeted with a smile to Mu Xiaoyu, who was holding the seal and certificate and looked completely at a loss, "Come over and sign your name and put your fingerprint on it."

……

A moment later, Mu Xiaoyu's name appeared in the register of Xuanzhen Temple.

Mu Xiaoyu's blood was dripped on both a magic seal and a Taoist certificate.

At the same time, Li Yinsheng's vision blurred, and he reappeared on the familiar white jade platform in the center of the lake.

The wind remains the same, the water remains the same, and the moonlight over the lotus pond remains the same.

Li Yinsheng looked down at the golden characters that appeared on the white jade platform.

[Through his arduous and extraordinary efforts, the Lord of the Grotto-Heaven has been promoted to a steward of the sect, partially achieving his cultivation goals. This reward is thirty-four years of cultivation; please cultivate and claim it yourself.]

Knowing this would happen, he smiled with relief and sat down cross-legged without hesitation.

practice!

Chapter 16 Pure Profound Divine Light

Inside the grotto, under the moonlight.

After receiving thirty and fourteen years of cultivation respectively, Li Yinsheng was already extremely familiar with this place.

But this training was different from the previous ones.

He developed a Blood Refining Pivot within his body to aid in body refinement, and he also cultivated the True Blood Refining Secret Manual.

Previously, when he was cultivating in the outside world, he did not try to use his magic power to envelop the Blood Refining Pivot in order to stop its dissipation.

This is far too mentally taxing, severely reducing cultivation time, and just as the female shopkeeper said, the benefits are not great.

Even if left unattended, the Blood Refining Pivot can still exist for five or six years.

However, now that he's inside the cave, he has to divide his attention between two tasks, constantly diverting his magical power to stabilize the Blood Refining Pivot.

This reward alone is equivalent to thirty-four years of cultivation.

Although they cultivated tirelessly in the cave, the actual cultivation time was not thirty-four years, but it was definitely more than ten years.

If left unattended for such a long time, the Blood Refining Pivot would have dissipated two or three times over.

Fortunately, cultivating in the cave does not consume any mental energy; however, the fatigue and discomfort caused by the continuous mental energy consumption still exist.

If we compare mental exertion to bleeding from an injury, then normally, while the wound is in pain, the blood will gradually drain away.

But inside the cave, although the wound still hurts, the blood will never run dry.

Li Yinsheng focused his mind and gathered his energy, using his magic power to envelop the Blood Refining Pivot at his heart, which had already transformed into a ball of pure Bing Fire energy, preventing the Bing Fire energy within from dissipating further. He then began to circulate the Qingxuan True Scripture.

……

After a long while, Li Yinsheng opened his eyes and slowly exhaled.

Since the surrounding scenery remained unchanged, the only reference point he could use to judge time was the change in his own cultivation level.

He estimated that his current cultivation level was around seventy years.

Just now, his Qingxuan True Scripture broke through to the ninth level, and his True Blood Secret Manual is also close to the third level.

The breakthrough to the ninth level brought about a qualitative change in magical power. The pure spiritual energy that had been fully restored in the dantian spontaneously gathered and condensed, transforming into a layer of hazy, clear light that illuminated the entire dantian.

The magical power cultivated from the Pure Profound Scripture appears as a translucent pale blue to the naked eye, but the Pure Profound Divine Light that emerges after reaching a deeper level of cultivation is quite different.

The Pure and Mysterious Divine Light has no color.

Li Yinsheng raised his hand, and the light that appeared in his palm was as clear as water, somewhat similar to the cool moonlight falling from the full moon above.

He could sense that after the pure spiritual energy was sublimated into the pure and mysterious divine light, its quality was improved by leaps and bounds.

However, to truly grasp the wonders of this Pure Mysterious Light, one must experience it firsthand.

Li Yinsheng first withdrew the Pure Profound Divine Light, then flicked his finger lightly at the lotus lake in front of him.

A beam of white light flew from his fingertips.

Driven by the profound magical power gained from seventy years of cultivation, the white light transformed into a crescent-shaped blade of light several feet wide, unleashing a piercing whistling sound.

In an instant, the blade flashed sixty or seventy feet, severing all the lotus flowers and leaves along the way and clearing a clean waterway.

Li Yinsheng was somewhat surprised.

He hadn't used the Pure Profound Divine Light yet; he had only briefly tested the only spell he knew, which was specifically for killing and fighting enemies.