90: Founding a sect to teach the method of cultivation

Looking at the retreating figures of the two, Gu Changsheng's face revealed a hint of mockery.

“These father and daughter actually dare to play tricks in front of me.

Do they truly not fear death?”

The two acted excellently, one playing the good cop and one playing the bad cop, but how could they escape Gu Changsheng’s Dharma Eye?

“However, it just so happens to suit my intentions…”

With Yin ghosts rampant across the land, Chenping County would sooner or later be affected.

It would be better to open the Sect earlier and shelter Mortals and Cultivators within Yuanlian Island.

After all, he still needed to accumulate lifespan and Divine Abilities by painting portraits for people.

On the road.

“Wan’er, you were too bold just now!

To play schemes in front of a True Dan Cultivator.

You must know that True Core Old Monsters are individuals who have lived for hundreds of years, with eccentric and unpredictable temperaments.

If we had encountered a ruthless one, he would surely have spilled the blood of us father and daughter within three feet.”

Gu Liuan said with a serious expression.

“Wan’er just wanted to relieve Father of his worries.

This time we came out, it was also to find a place for the Family to migrate to.

But in these ten days, where else is there a more suitable place than Yuanlian Island?

We must take a gamble for our clansmen.”

Gu Wan’er explained.

Gu Liuan sighed lightly, then a look of joy appeared on his face: “Fortunately, we gambled correctly… That Yuan Lian Old Ancestor possesses great Divine Abilities.

If we can cling to him, the Family might be able to survive in this chaotic world.

Perhaps even… advance further.”

…Soon, news of Yuanlian Island opening its Sect and sheltering all living beings spread, stirring the hearts of Cultivators from small and medium-sized Sects, and Mortals alike.

“That’s great!

Yuanlian Island is protected by a Five Elements Formation.

The Old Ancestor of the Sect once said that even if a True Core Ghost Cultivator were to intrude, he would enter and never return.

It is truly the safest place in the world.”

“The Yuan Lian Old Ancestor is truly benevolent!”

“Such Karma must be honored by establishing ancestral halls and erecting statues for worship…”

Within a few days, a large number of Cultivators and Mortals poured into Yuanlian Island, numbering over a million.

Fortunately, the Nine-Bend Lake was large enough, with thousands of islands of varying sizes, still capable of accommodating them.

However, with so many people, there were quite a few conflicts at first.

These often revolved around the scramble of large islands and resource points.

“Silence!”

Nie Xiaoqian, dressed in white like an Immortal, stood in the Void Realm, her voice, amplified by the power of the Formation, was no less imposing than that of a True Dan Grandmaster.

Immediately, all beings fell silent, not daring to cause trouble.

“By the Yuan Lian Old Ancestor’s Dharma decree.

Islands are to be divided according to population density.

Sects and Cultivator Families are not to harm Mortals.

Violators.

Will be killed!”

Rumble—

The Five Elements Formation produced heavenly flames in bursts, and countless gigantic fireballs appeared in the Void Realm, creating a mighty spectacle.

“We respectfully obey the Old Ancestor’s Dharma decree!”

“We respectfully obey the Old Ancestor’s Dharma decree!”

Soon, under Nie Xiaoqian’s division, the migration of these millions of people was properly arranged.

Three days later.

Gu Changsheng reclined on a rattan chair, holding a booklet in his hand, his gaze casually sweeping over it.

It recorded intelligence information on the various forces that had moved to Yuanlian Island.

Ninety percent of them were Mortals.

Ten percent were Cultivators.

Among the Cultivators, Cultivator Families were the most numerous.

“The Gu Family, the Su Family, the Li Family… the Danhuo Sect…”

Clack—

Gu Changsheng closed the booklet, stood up, and said, “They are all Spirit Building Stage cultivators.

They are not of much use.”

“Young Master’s meaning is…”

Nie Xiaoqian’s face showed confusion.

“Pass down the order, I, your Daoist, will extensively recruit disciples, teach a hundred arts of cultivation, and impart the methods of cultivation.”

Over the years, Gu Changsheng no longer remembered how many portraits he had painted, or how many spell arts he had mastered.

Randomly taking out one or two would be enough to establish a Sect.

Planting Spirit Medicine, raising Spirit Beasts, Formation Dao… too many to count.

Imparting spell arts was not an act of kindness.

Rather, the development and repair of Yuanlian Island, and even the feeding of the Kunpeng, required a large number of people to operate.

Otherwise, if he had to do everything himself, his Incarnation would not even have time to cultivate.

This was an investment.

It would be troublesome at first, but after several decades, the benefits would become apparent.

To be sustained by all living beings.

It could be called a highly profitable business.

Soon, the news spread like a storm across the entire island, astonishing all Cultivators and Mortals.

The happiest were undoubtedly the Mortals.

“What, the Old Ancestor wants to impart cultivation methods… That’s great!

I, Iron Bull, also want to become an Immortal, slay Vicious Beasts, and avenge my parents!”

“The Old Ancestor’s divine grace.

To think that I, this old bag of bones, over seventy, still have such an Immortal edge. Sob sob.”

“Even if it kills me, I must contend for it…”

While some rejoiced, others worried, and many Cultivator Families and small to medium-sized Sects frowned.

“Damn it, the Old Ancestor is taking disciples, why must he open it to Mortals?

In time, where will our Cultivator Families’ status be?”

Even with the previous restrictions, these Cultivator Families still maintained a superior attitude towards Mortals.

The thought that these dirt-poor commoners might one day ride on their heads and contend for resources filled them with intense resentment.

“Hmph, what’s there to fear?

We have the Family’s assistance, so how could we be inferior to those commoners?

The Dao of cultivation is a path of nine deaths and one life.

Perhaps those Mortals, upon realizing the difficulty of cultivation, will retreat in the face of hardship, it’s not certain.”

Many Sect Elders, however, were filled with worry.

“Sigh, with the Yuan Lian Old Ancestor opening his doors to recruit disciples, what competitiveness do our small Sects have left?

It’s better to disband early and join the Old Ancestor’s ranks.”

“What you said makes sense…”

Several days later, a large group of people seeking Immortality ascended Yuanlian Island.

All were amazed by the various exotic flowers, rare plants, and rare beasts on the island.

“A hundred-year-old cockscomb flower…”

“What a majestic hemlock tree…”

“Ah… what kind of fish is this, it actually has such a rich Qi of fire?”

When they paid respects at the foot of the mountain and looked at the various cultivation diagrams, they were even more dumbfounded.

Over a hundred cultivation methods, like common cabbages by the roadside, hung on a ten-mile long screen.

Nie Xiaoqian slowly walked out, her expression cold, her voice like heavenly thunder: “By the Old Ancestor’s Dharma decree.

Within one year, whoever enters any one of the hundred Dharma doors can enter the inner mountain and be taught subsequent Immortal methods.”

One year to cultivate an Immortal method.

Many Mortals immediately felt their hearts surge, and they gathered before the screen to observe the spell arts.

When they saw many spell arts that mentioned digging out hearts, breaking legs, and suturing Vicious Beast organs… they were all stunned.

How could these be Immortal methods? They looked more like demonic methods.

This immediately deterred a large number of people.

“Hmph, common folk, with the true Dharma before them, they instead cower.

How could cultivation be such an easy matter?”

Li Changhe, from the Li Family lineage of Cultivator Families, snorted coldly, deliberated repeatedly, and chose an Animal Husbandry Method.

In fact, cultivating the Animal Husbandry Method was not too difficult.

As long as there were pain-relieving, hemostatic, and other pills to assist, it was quite easy to get started.

Especially for Cultivator Families, who refined various Spirit Medicine from Spirit Medicine, their foundation was profound, and the cultivation methods passed down in their Families were even more Advanced than the Animal Husbandry Method.

Of course, Mortals naturally did not have these conditions.

Lacking resources, if one wanted to cultivate, one could only gamble with one’s life.

“What a dangerous cultivation method…”

A young man in tattered clothes, yet with remarkably resolute brows, gazed at the Animal Husbandry Method before him, his mind wavering.

Then, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

“I’ll risk it! If I don’t cultivate an Immortal method, how can I avenge my deceased fellow villagers…”

As the saying goes, those with nothing fear nothing.

Mortals who had nothing could only gamble with their lives.

All of this naturally fell into Gu Changsheng’s eyes.

His expression was indifferent, without the slightest fluctuation.

Suddenly, he frowned, his figure abruptly vanished, appearing before a young woman, startling her into retreating three steps.

Gu Changsheng looked at the young woman’s appearance, which seemed somewhat familiar.

Suddenly, a face flashed in his mind.

“Is your mother… named Su Yinian?”

The young woman, who had been startled, immediately froze.

She did not know the identity of the person before her, but hearing this, she assumed he was a friend of her parents and replied, “Young man, how do you know?

Could it be that you are the descendant of an old friend of my parents?”

“Young man?”

Gu Changsheng chuckled, shaking his head.

“Ah, Young Master. How did you come here?”

Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly stepped forward.

“Young Master?”

“Who is that person?”

“This is… Yuan Lian Old Ancestor!”

As soon as these words were uttered, they immediately caused an uproar.

Many people even prostrated themselves.

Gu Changsheng flicked his sleeve, preparing to leave, but after three steps, he turned back and said to Nie Xiaoqian, “This woman has a connection with me.

You may look after her.”

“Yes.”

In an instant, countless jealous gazes flew over, and Su Kexing felt her face burning.

For some unknown reason, it seemed she had met an extraordinary person.