The chanting of the Xiling Temple stopped, and the chanting of these strange visitors continued. Looking at the hats and the faint fishy smell of their bodies, the president of the Tianyu Academy finally guessed where these people came from. His face suddenly became paler. Without any hesitation, blood oozed from the corners of his lips, and shouted sternly: "I will follow my words! Stop it!"

This silence is the first sentence in the Xiling Buddhist scriptures. It integrates his cultivation level in the realm of knowing life and the gains of reading the classics for decades, which is naturally extraordinary.

The chanting before the altar finally stopped completely, but what made the dean feel a little nervous was that the chanting of these people did not stop abruptly after their own silence, but instead, like a fisherman song, pulling out a soft and sacred long sound, and then it ended with a gentle and sacred sound.

"It's been six hundred years." The president of the Tianyu Academy looked at the dozen people in front of the altar and said pale: "It's been six hundred years, why do you still want to come back?"

Standing in front of those people was an old man with dark face and deep wrinkles on it, just like leather that had been pressed by heavy objects for a long time, with short and sparse beards, and his eyes were quiet. He looked like an old farmer who had seen all the joys and sorrows of the world. Because of the faint smell of the sea, he looked more like an old fisherman.

The old man said, "We are originally a Taoist sect, why can't we go back to the Xiling Temple?"

The president of Tianyu Academy was silent for a moment and asked, "Ask for the Taoist name."

"Zhao Nanhai, from Nanhai." The old man looked at him and said, "Taoshan convened the Light Festival, and it should be the main sacrifice of the Temple of Light. When will it be the turn of the Tianyu Temple? My Nanhai lineage is the authentic direct lineage of Guangming. Since the seat of the God of Light is now hanging in the air, I have to come back to preside over the matter."

The guests who participated in the Light Festival today, either the strong people in the world of cultivation, or the nobles in the secular world, have more or less understood the secret history of the Taoist sect. When they heard this, many people had guessed the origin of human beings and were shocked to think, were they really descendants of the great priest of the South China Sea?

The Xiling Temple is the center of the Taoist sect's ruler in the world. It is headed by the head sect, laying out the three gods. The head sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's s

The great priest of Light is regarded as the closest mortal to Haotian. It lies at the top of the three thrones and even has the prestige of being no less than the head sect. There is even a saying that before the first year of Dazhi more than three thousand years ago, there was no head sect at the Xiling Temple. The appearance of the head sect was because the Taoist sect tried to suppress the products of the light series.

After a thousand years, the three most amazing people in the Xiling Temple all came from the Temple of Light. The first one was the great priest of Light who took the letter from the Heavenly Book of Ming to the wasteland to preach, but eventually founded the Mingzong. The closest one was Wei Guangming, who was imprisoned in Youge Pavilion for more than ten years and finally died with Yan Se.

The remaining one is the owner of the Temple of Light 600 years ago. The great priest of Light has studied the Xiling Buddhist scriptures since childhood and is highly respected. He has gone to Zhishouguan to read three volumes of heavenly books. The Taoist Sect thought that this person would become the next master of Zhishouguan. However, who would have thought that this person had the opportunity to read the Buddha's notes and had some insights and began to try to interpret and revise the Xiling Buddhist scriptures that had been circulated for countless years.

This was a huge project and it also made the Taoist sect feel uneasy. The Scriptures were given by the believers by Haotian, so how could they be revised at will? At that time, the two gods and priests of Tianyu and the heads of the priests opposed his approach, believing that he had gone on a wrong path, and eventually the academic differences gradually turned into a power struggle.

The realm of the great master of light was unfathomable. No matter whether it was practicing Taoism or a difficult debate, he could not lose his advantage in fighting against three. An extremely fierce struggle occurred within the temple.

Wei Guangming fled Youge, and Taoshan suffered numerous casualties. Before that, the civil strife caused by the revision of the Scriptures six hundred years ago was the most tragic history in the history of the Xiling Temple.

The internal strife in the temple was so terrifying that it affected the Taoist sect's control over the world. Zhishouguan, who was hidden outside the world, had to take action. However, even the master of the temple and the hidden elders could not distinguish who was right and who was wrong. At this moment, they had to make the most correct judgment.

The Taoist sect did not allow the great priest of Guangming to revise the Xiling Scriptures, and invited him and more than ten red-clothed priests who were loyal to him to leave Taoshan, but recognized his orthodox status.

The great priest of light floated away from Taoshan and went to the South China Sea to preach, making great wishes. Unless Haotian brings miracles or Taoist admits his mistakes, he will never step on the land for his life!

After that, news came occasionally in the South China Sea that someone was floating in the sea, traveling back and forth between the islands, preaching to those undeveloped savages. The news continued to be passed back to the land. The preacher was exhausted and hard for years and was respected as the great priest of the South China Sea, until decades later, the news of his death came.

The Xiling Temple always knew that the Grand Priest of the South China Sea was the Grand Priest of the Light who left Taoshan. When he heard the news of his death, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, leaving him a formal tablet in the temple.

This is the origin of the South China Sea Grand Priest.

After the death of the Great Priest of the South China Sea, there were few news that someone was preaching on the sea. Later, no news even came back to the land. The Xiling Temple thought that the priests who followed him had long dispersed or disappeared. More than 600 years have passed, and it even thought that the Light Line of the South China Sea had long been cut off.

Who would have thought that the great priest of the South China Sea had his successor and returned to Taoshan!

The people around the altar looked extremely shocked, especially the priests and deacons who knew about this past in the temple, the expressions on their faces were extremely complicated. After six hundred years, these people actually came back!

Not everyone knows that the lineage of the South China Sea Grand Priest has not been cut off. For example, Ye Hongyu knows very well that Chen Pipi's mother is the descendant of the Grand Priest, and the head master is also very clear about this matter.

The curtain on the divine chariot was slightly brushed, and the tall figure of the head steered forward in the light. He did not speak or look at the guests from the South China Sea who had returned from afar, but looked at Chen Pipi quietly.

Chen Pipi was bleeding from half of the South China Sea lineage. So what did these people from the South China Sea appear in Taoshan today? Do they want to save him?

The president of Tianyu Academy wiped off the blood stains from the corners of his lips, looked at the old man from Nanhai named Zhao Nanhai, and said in a deep voice: "Although you are a member of the Taoist sect, don't forget the oath made by the great priest of the South China Sea when he left Taoshan."

Zhao Nanhai said expressionlessly: "My Nanhai lineage has never expected you decayed people living on Taoshan to admit their mistakes. But since you dare to convene a light sacrifice, it is naturally a sign that Haotian has brought down a miracle. When we return from Nanhai, where did we violate the oath?"

The president of Tianyu Academy did not know how to answer.

The chanting sacrifice was suspended, and the Fengtian chapter of Xiling's Scripture was not finished. The light that had fallen on the Baishi altar gradually became lighter. Chen Pipi felt that the pressure was gradually relieved, and the snow mountains, qi and even the internal organs that were about to melt in his body returned to stability, and then he realized that he had been pulled back from the edge of death.

He looked at the people coming from the South China Sea in front of the altar and found that he didn't look familiar. He was still very young when he left the South China Sea, and had no impression of the things and those people back then.

But he knew that these people were his mother's relatives. In other words, these people were all his relatives. Logically speaking, people from the South China Sea saved his life and were his relatives. He should be more excited at this time, and at least he should have expressed a gratitude.

Chen Pipi didn't. He just watched these people from the South China Sea quietly, because even if he didn't remember anything, he still remembered these people who preached on difficult seas. They didn't care about anything except preaching, and treated themselves and others as cold as sea water.

He had forgotten what his mother said before he died, but now he thought, if the Nanhai lineage had not wanted to return to Taoshan, how could he give his mother to his father?

Chen Pipi knew very well that the return of the great master of the South China Sea was definitely not to save himself. Even if there was this reason, it was just by the way, and this matter must be related to his father.

The lineage of the great priest from the South China Sea returned to Taoshan, and it seemed that it could indeed win back control of the Dao Sect for Zhishouguan. However, my father should be very clear that she was in the Temple of Light at this time.

Only she is in the world, and anyone who dares to challenge the Xiling Temple can only die. Not to mention these descendants of the South China Sea, even the resurrection of the great priest of Light six hundred years ago.

What exactly does my father want to do?

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A bamboo couch is placed by the small lake where Zhishouguan is watching.

The master was lying on the bamboo couch, holding something in his hand, quietly looking at the direction of Taoshan outside the wall. The middle-aged Taoist was cooking tea next to the couch, and Longqing reads the heavenly book in the thatched hut across the lake.

The middle-aged Taoist shared the tea and gently placed it next to the bed.

The host slowly took the teacup with his freshman fingers and drank it lightly.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the direction of Taoshan and was silent for a long time and said, "What a pity."

The viewer knows that what the junior brother said is a pity that it has two meanings.

On the day the Master ascended the sky on the banks of Sishui, he fell from the sky and stepped on the green mountain ant cave behind the temple. All the hidden masters of the Taoist sect died. From that moment on, the center of gravity of the Taoist sect had shifted from Zhishouguan to Xiling Temple, because power is always related to faith, but only to power.

At that time, he was still there, and the Taoist Sect was still headed by Zhishouguan. However, now he has been abolished. Although the middle-aged Taoist is of a wonderful state, it is not enough to shock the Taoist Sect, so Zhishouguan is abolished.

The middle-aged Taoist said it was a pity. The first meaning was that it was a pity that Zhishouguan’s true power was stomped by the Master, and the second meaning was that it was a pity that the South China Sea priests in Taoshan were at this time.

Because she is in the world, she is on Taoshan at this time.

"I don't think it's a pity."

The host threw the thing in his hand on the ground beside the couch and made a few crisp sounds, which should be some kind of hard object. Then he looked at the ground and said, "She can't win, at least today."

When the middle-aged Taoist looked at it, he saw two old cow bones falling on the ground one by one.

This is what counts.

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Chapter completed!