"Uncle Master was a very amusing person."
On the mountain path, Yu Linzi’s eyes held a trace of sorrow, "He always loved to laugh and to provoke Ancestor Master, and he had a talent for Star Phase."
"He later left the mountain and never returned, even during Ancestor Master’s ascension, we all thought he had t with disaster."
"This... please restrain your grief and accept fate."
Li Yan was sowhat at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.
The other had also helped him, but he had turned around and detained Uncle Master’s soul, though it had beco an Evil Spirit, but that was a Grotto Heaven, who knows if there might be a turnaround in the future...
Seeing this, Yu Linzi sighed lightly and shook his head, "It’s not your fault, this thod itself is a taboo, even if it wasn’t summoned by the Yin Bureau, if discovered by the sect, Thunder Punishnt would be applied."
Pausing for a mont, his expression turned solemn, "There’s another matter, originally a secret of Mystical Sect, but since you are a living Yin ssenger, you will eventually encounter it, better to know early to prepare yourself."
"Do you understand anything about Fang Xian Dao?"
Li Yan nodded, "I know a bit, they were popular during the Qin and Han period, helping Emperor Shi search for the Art of Immortality."
Yu Linzi spoke gravely, "Actually, it’s even earlier."
"In Ancient Zhou, there were Fangshi serving emperors, for example during the reign of King Ling of Zhou there was a great Fangshi, Chang Hong, who understood Yin Yang and Ghost Gods, his na recorded in history..."
"The ’Inner Canon of Huangdi’ ntions people from Ancient Tis, middle ages, followed by sages, and virtuous people, who were Fangshi pretending to convey the Yellow Emperor’s words. They were always pursuing the Art of Immortality."
Li Yan was dumbfounded, "Isn’t immortality a delusion? Many emperors pursued this art, but in the end, it’s all just an illusion."
"No, they had results!"
Yu Linzi’s words startled Li Yan.
"During Ancient Zhou, the cutting down of the Shang, the Sealing God Great War, although not like the folk plays, was still a Mystical Sect war that shook heaven and earth, King Zhou even burned Chaoge, destroyed Yin City, cleared stubborn people, demolished the Shang tombs, established Zhou rites..."
"Many records from that era were deliberately erased, so that nowadays Mystical Sect scriptures are not detailed, but one thing has been clearly recorded."
"A secret group of Fangshi, they have always been excavating ancient Sealing God battle sites, and indeed they found many secret techniques, compiled into a to called ’Eternal Immortal Vault’!"
Li Yan felt his lips go dry, "They succeeded?"
Yu Linzi shook his head, "Succeeded? Perhaps, but more so was turmoil, Fang Xian Dao was extrely prevalent during the Qin and Han period, later exterminated, but this ’Eternal Immortal Vault’ was secretly spread."
"Within the ’Eternal Immortal Vault’, there are seventy-two longevity arts, but the thods are all cruel and malevolent, and require a blood sacrifice to serve the Seventy-two Demon Lords, they used this to extend their lives, also the yin criminals of your Yin Bureau."
"The Evil Technique my Uncle Master practiced is called Altar God Longevity Technique, serving the Demon God Gong Yeqiu, rumored to be a spirit from the Sealing God War..."
Li Yan suddenly rembered the Incense Master of the Maitreya Sect he saw at the Chaotic Burial Mound, his body corpulent, who also practiced the Fang Xian Dao secret technique, and hurriedly inquired.
"Exactly, also."
Yu Linzi nodded, "The exact na of that longevity secret technique is unknown, but the being served, should be an Evil God called ’Zhu Shi’."
"Also a survivor of the Sealing God War?"
"That I’m not sure of, it’s too ancient, even this ’Eternal Immortal Vault’, what has been passed down is not complete, and those who know of its cultivation, often bring disaster to the area."
"This ti it was Master using the Ancestor Altar Magic Artifact to suppress, directly dispersing his Dao, if you encounter this kind again, be very careful!"
"Thank you, senior."
Li Yan hurriedly bowed in thanks.
’Eternal Immortal Vault’, Immortal Secret Technique, Sealing God War, Demon God... My goodness, Mystical Sect actually conceals such secrets!
If not for Yu Linzi’s warning, who knows if I might have run into trouble on so mission...
...
This Jiachen Year, the snow ca earlier than in previous years.
Once winter solstice arrived, late at night, willow catkin-like snow began to fall, though not heavy, but wrapped in cold winds, quickly turning the Guanzhong Plain white.
Ten miles near Chang’an City.
Old man Liang crouched early in the yard, braving the wind and snow, puffing on a clay pipe, without blinking an eye, watching the ceramic bowl on the ground.
The bowl had been filled with water last night, and after a night’s cold, had already ford ice, its surface uneven with different patterns.
His daughter-in-law, wearing an apron, ca out and asked, "Dad, how is it?"
Old man Liang slowly stood up, with a profound expression, nodded firmly, "Don’t worry, next year will be a good harvest!"
This is a divination custom in Guanzhong, placing a bowl of water the day before the winter solstice, observing the ice patterns the next day to divine the next year’s harvest.
The secret technique passed down generation to generation, whether it works or not aside, but no matter who asked, it would always be a good harvest, the more people asked, the happier.
After all, no one speaks of bad ons.
It is the simple hopes of the people for favorable weather for the crops.
"That’s good, that’s good!"
The daughter-in-law hurriedly said, "Dad, the dumplings are ready, shall I bring them to the table?"
Old man Liang chuckled, revealing a mouthful of missing teeth, "No, we’ll wait for Chunsheng to co back from the city and eat together, oh, and prepare two more bowls, I’ll take so over to Tiger Girl’s family."
"They’re all kids, Tiger Girl isn’t often at ho, got to look out for our fellow villagers."
"Alright!"
The daughter-in-law quickly went back to the kitchen to get busy.
Before long, she ca out carrying a large food container.
The food container was woven from bamboo, although old and yellowed, it was cleaned spotless, able to hold a large sea bowl in each of its two layers.
Old man Liang tucked the pipe into his collar, humming a tune, and carrying the food container, he walked towards the eastern entrance of the village, greeting everyone he encountered.
"Old Liang, how is it?"
"Good harvest, good harvest!"
"Old Third, how is it?"
"Need you even ask, definitely a good harvest!"
Upon reaching the village’s eastern entrance, a large mansion suddenly ca into view.
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