Become An Ancestor In Immortal Cultivation World

In the secret room, Lin Sheng looked solemnly at the porcelain bowl on the table, which contained iron pieces soaked in blood.

The iron piece emits a faint red light in the blood, flickering on and off, as if it is breathing, and strange characters appear on it from time to time.

Lin Xiaojie's face was pale at the table. He was holding a knife in his right hand, and there was a deep bone-visible wound in the palm of his left hand. At this time, the blood in the wound had condensed into a cocoon.

"Fifth brother, what's written on it?" Lin Xiaojie couldn't help but ask. He didn't recognize the characters flashing on the iron plate at all.

Lin Sheng shook his head: "I only know that this is ancient Sanskrit. I don't know exactly what it says, but I guess it may be a skill inheritance or a spell called Divine Ability."

"Why are the exercises recorded on this broken piece of iron? Or should we inform the clan? Maybe others can recognize it?" Lin Xiaojie expressed his thoughts with doubts on his face.

"It may be the fragment of a certain inherited Law Treasure. People in the clan are very confused, so it's better not to contact the clan for the time being." Lin Sheng looked at Lin Xiaojie and smiled, indicating something.

Lin Xiaojie hesitated and nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to Fifth Brother."

Lin Sheng put away the iron piece: "Don't worry, I know someone must know the words on it. Just take a good look at the store and wait for me to come back."

Lin Xiaojie responded repeatedly. As soon as Lin Sheng walked out of the secret room, he suddenly thought of something. He turned around and ordered again: "I am going to the nameless temple in the bamboo forest outside the city to see the monk Zhifu. If I don't come back tonight, please inform the clan immediately. "

Lin Xiaojie nodded solemnly, Lin Sheng nodded slightly, turned and left.

As soon as he left the county seat, Lin Sheng felt a few malicious glances from the dark. As he took out the Low Grade Law Weapon Qingfeng and held it in his hand, those glances gradually disappeared.

The bamboo forest is not far from Qinghe County, only a few miles away. With Lin Sheng's brisk steps, he arrived at the bamboo forest in a short time.

Walking on the bamboo forest path, Lin Sheng was filled with emotions. In the past, he only came here to offer incense and ask for blessings, but today he came here to seek opportunities. Could it be that he worshiped Buddha frequently and was favored by the Lord Buddha?

Without any further thought, the nameless little temple appeared in Lin Sheng's sight. The door of the temple was ajar as usual, and the surroundings were unusually quiet, not a single sound of insects could be heard.

‘Is this temple usually so quiet? ’

Lin Sheng frowned slightly, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect. He felt that the Wuming Temple had become a little abnormal, and his pace also slowed down slightly.

As the temple door got closer and closer, the sound of fighting came from the courtyard. Lin Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was a little too worried, and everything was as usual.

He carefully looked around the small temple. There was a light mist in the air. Maybe it was this mist that drove away the mosquitoes around it.

After hesitating in front of the temple door for a long time, Lin Sheng slowly stepped forward and opened the temple door.

"Brother Lin is here!" When the two playful little monks saw Lin Sheng, they immediately ran up to him happily and hugged his thighs.

Lin Sheng had a wry smile on his face. He had forgotten to buy candies when he was in a hurry today. He rubbed the head of one of the young monks and said, "The candy seller is sick and did not come out of the stall today. Is your master here?"

The two young monks looked disappointed when they heard this and let go of their hands. One of them pointed to the temple: "Master is meditating in the back room."

Lin Sheng rubbed the little monk's bald head vigorously: "Seeing how miserable you are, I will bring you double candies next time. Go and play."

When the two young monks heard this, they cheered and ran away happily.

When Lin Sheng came to the backyard, he saw Monk Zhichou standing in front of the door holding Buddhist beads and smiling: "My little friend's arrival today really surprised the poor monk. I wonder what's going on, little friend?"

In the past, Lin Sheng came to the unknown little temple to burn incense at the beginning and middle of the month, but now it was uncharacteristic. It was not surprising that the monk Zhizuo was doubtful and asked directly why.

Lin Sheng did not hide too much, and went straight to the point: "Master, when I look at the Buddha statue in the temple, the upper body is naked, but is it inscribed with ancient Sanskrit characters?"

"Exactly." Monk Zhifu nodded slightly.

‘It is indeed ancient Sanskrit. ’ Lin Sheng thought to himself that he had read the scriptures in the temple before and saw that the Sanskrit characters in the books were very different from the Sanskrit characters on the Buddha statues, so he made this guess.

"My little friend, why do you have this question?" The monk who knew it did not lose his smile; "But my little friend, I have seen this text somewhere else?"

Lin Sheng suddenly felt vigilant: "Master, does he know that Han Perfected Being?"

"nature."

Lin Sheng pretended to be regretful: "Today the Korean Perfect Being came to my shop and asked if there were ancient Sanskrit illustrations. I was willing to pay a high price to buy it. I thought of the master."

"That's it." Monk Zhichou looked surprised, then shook his head and said: "To be precise, this text is not ancient Sanskrit."

"Huh?" Lin Sheng looked surprised.

Do you know that the monk smiled and saluted: "I would also like to invite you to come in and drink tea. I will allow this poor monk to pour it carefully with you."

Lin Sheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

After listening to it, Lin Sheng roughly understood the reason.

To be precise, the text on the Buddha statue is not ancient Sanskrit, but ancient magic script.

In ancient times, worlds collided, causing a Demonic Cultivator to descend into this world from a rift in space. He committed a heinous crime and caused many forces to join forces to strangle him.

When his body was about to die, Demonic Cultivator had an epiphany and used Demon Dao Divine Ability to reshape his body, willingly put down his butcher knife and help the world.

The powerful cultivators who were united at that time were not willing to push too far, and after three chapters of agreement, the Demonic Cultivator was left to fend for itself.

After that, the Demonic Cultivator kept his promise and founded Buddhism and Taoism to help the world. It has been passed down from generation to generation and has developed over thousands of years to this day.

Sanskrit was born out of the ancient magic script.

"Then why are ancient demonic patterns carved on the Buddha statue?" Lin Sheng looked confused. Since it is a Buddha statue, it should be carved with Sanskrit characters.

Monk Zhifu looked solemn: "Everyone has a demon in his heart. Only by destroying the demon can he become a Buddha."

"Being possessed by demonic characters reminds those who see the Buddha that as long as there is a Buddha in their hearts and they put down the butcher's knife, they can become a Buddha."

Lin Sheng was silent when he heard this. The relationship between demons and Buddha really made him speak a truth. He was really capable.

‘If it is an ancient magic text, wouldn’t the iron piece be a Demonic Cultivator? ’

Lin Sheng thought to himself, and then looked at Monk Zhifu: "Master, does he have an illustration of this magic text?"

Seeing the inquiring look in Monk Zhifu's eyes, Lin Sheng quickly added: "My Lin family is willing to buy it at a high price. If I can make good friends with Han Perfected Being, I will remember the kindness of Master today."

Do you know that the monk pondered for a long time after hearing the words, and took out a jade slip from the storage bag: "It doesn't matter, my little friend's heart is towards my Buddha, and this poor monk is willing to form a good relationship with me."

"Thank you, Master." Lin Sheng accepted the jade slip with a grateful look on his face, but he was filled with ecstasy in his heart.

Monk Zhifu smiled and nodded, looking quite Transcendent.

Lin Sheng put away the jade slips and exchanged his cultivation experience with Monk Zhifu. After a few casual conversations, Monk Zhifu changed the subject: "I heard that there is a Secret Realm opened in Dongjiaopo. Why didn't you go?"

"Haha, didn't Master go too?" Lin Sheng smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, but didn't drink it.

"Haha, I am an old poor monk. I have no intention of fighting for opportunities anymore. I just hope that I can have a few Spirit Root disciples in my lifetime and be satisfied."

"Hehe, Master's thoughts are similar to mine. I have no intention of fighting for opportunities. I just want to marry a few Spirit Root girls and have a few children."

"Haha, my little friend is quite an interesting person."

"Hehe, I'm not a funny person, just a common person."

Under the little monk's desperately waving arms, Lin Sheng gradually disappeared at the end of the path. Walking on the bamboo forest path, the smile on Lin Sheng's face slowly disappeared.

‘Do you know there is something wrong with the monk? ’

As for what the problem was, Lin Sheng couldn't tell, but he always felt a vague malice during the chat.

‘That shouldn’t be the case. If the monk really has a problem, he can’t show his hostility, right? ’

Lin Sheng couldn't understand. He had never felt such malice when he had exchanged experiences with monk Zhifou in the past, but today when he spoke about ancient Sanskrit, this malice appeared.

‘Be careful. ’

Thinking of this, Lin Sheng took the initiative to raise the Qingfeng Sword and walk with the sword. After a few breaths, he swayed slightly and fell down in the city.

After flying a short distance, most of the spiritual energy in his body had been consumed. It was still a bit reluctant to control the Qingfeng Sword with his current mana.

Ignoring the visiting glances from around him, Lin Sheng walked quickly and rushed back to the Spirit Medicine Pavilion. Ever since the Foundation Building was overhauled and Perfected Being took office in Qinghe County, no independent cultivator without a long-sighted mind dared to cause trouble in the city.

As for why Han Perfected Being didn't go to the Secret Realm, Lin Sheng didn't know much. He just heard rumors that it was related to sect forces.

Ever since Lin Sheng left, Lin Xiaojie's heart had been lifted, and he looked at the street outside the door from time to time, praying that Lin Sheng would come back soon.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark and there was still no sign of Lin Sheng, Lin Xiaojie felt even more tormented. It was rumored that he had taken out the Spirit Beast bag and put the pigeons back again and again, causing them to become languid.

"Brother Jie, look, the fifth brother is back!" The maid standing at the door suddenly lit up her eyes and shouted. She was arranged by Lin Xiaojie to wait at the door of the store and had been standing there for a long time.

Lin Xiaojie felt slightly relieved and hurriedly walked to the door: "Fifth brother, you."

Lin Sheng waved his hand to interrupt Lin Xiaojie: "Listen to me, you pretend to be me and stay in the room at night. If someone breaks the formation, you say you went to see Han Perfect Being. Do you remember? "

"Oh, remember." Lin Xiaojie nodded quickly.

"Just in case, I'm going to hide out for a few days." Lin Sheng said and threw the store storage bag to Lin Xiaojie; "You can look after the store these days and close the store if you can't decide."

Lin Xiaojie put away his storage bag and looked at Lin Sheng worriedly: "Fifth brother, where are you going?"

Lin Sheng smiled leisurely, turned and left. It's not that he can't trust Lin Xiaojie, it's just that he doesn't think it's necessary.

After leaving the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, Lin Sheng turned around and walked into an alley. After a while, a rough-looking Independent Cultivator walked out of the alley and wandered slowly towards West Street.

The Lin family in Qinghe County has two banners, one is Spirit Medicine Pavilion and the other is Zuimengfang. If he doesn't hide in Spirit Medicine Pavilion, he will naturally go to Zuimengfang.

If there was really something wrong with the monk, he would definitely come to the Spirit Medicine Pavilion to look for Lin Sheng. If he couldn't find him, he would naturally think that he was hiding.

Where can I hide? You can't hide in Zuimengfang, another site of the Lin family? What is the difference between this and hiding in the Spirit Medicine Pavilion?

Knowing that the monk would definitely search elsewhere and ignore Zuimengfang, Lin Sheng naturally wanted to do the opposite.

"This wave, I'm in the atmosphere!"