Chapter 5: Return to One's Ancestors
He took out two blue talismans from Qianhe's chest, and with a flick of his wrist, Ding Hai's spiritual jade cicada that was originally standing on the tip of the sword shot into the thick yellow fog surrounding the speedboat like an arrow.

As soon as Yu Chan left the speedboat, dozens of blood-filled cold winds suddenly surged out of the originally quiet cabin and rushed quickly towards the direction where Yu Chan had shot out.

All the evil spirits in the cabin, who were afraid of the sharp edge of the Seven-Star Evil-Slaying Sword and dared not jump out and stab, chased after the Spiritual Jade Cicada and left the decaying speedboat.

After all the evil spirits on the ship left, the thick fog that enveloped the speedboat dissipated immediately. Seeing this, Ding Hai immediately became alert, as the opportunity to escape from the predicament had come.

The previous thick yellow fog was not only a natural mist formed by the evaporation of the Yellow Spring water, but also mixed with the strange tricks of blinding and trapping people set up by the monsters on the ship.

Not to mention Ding Hai, even if the Yin Shen Zhenren came, he would be lost for a while.

“Junior brother, take out your weapons and set up the Antarctic Longevity Attracting Star Formation. Distribute the flags of the Southern Dipper Six Stars to Master Huo and the others. I am going to cast a spell to break open the gap between Yin and Yang.

Master Huo, after you receive the formation flags, you must guard the center of the formation closely. No matter what you see, don't move, don't think, and just stand where you are.

Believe in me, I will lead you out of your predicament and back to the human world. If you don’t believe me, then life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God.”

After briefly warning Huo Yuanjia and his men who were most likely to do bad things, Ding Hai held the Tianfu formation flag and stepped on the Gangbu Yu to sense the light of the Southern Dipper stars.

The first turn is life, the second turn is fortune
The third turn prolongs life, the fourth turn increases fortune

The fifth turn is to overcome adversity, the sixth turn is to be reborn

The Southern Dipper brings life, and the Dipper responds to me

The Three Mao Patriarchs are above, please hurry up and obey the command
After Ding Hai, who was in charge of the formation, gave an order, several faint starlights broke through the obstruction of the Yellow Springs fog and were attracted by the formation that Qianhe had just set up to protect everyone.

With the guidance of the starlight, Ding Hai, who had been unable to find his way back, finally found the coordinates of the world of the living.

With a swipe of the sword, a blue Five Thunders Demon-Slaying Talisman that Qianhe had treasured in his arms instantly broke through the air and shot towards the source of the starlight.

The sky is round and the earth is square, the law is nine chapters

The Thunder Department responded to the call, and all the ghosts hid

The ancestor helped me, the Five Thunders - destroy evil - kill evil spirits -
The blue Five Thunders Demon-Slaying Talisman that had escaped into the void was activated by Ding Hai's magic power, and instantly struck out a yellow lightning bolt that stretched for miles.

The thunder representing destruction and rebirth instantly shattered the barrier between the Yin and Yang world and the Yang world, leaving no barrier between the human world and the Yin and Yang world.

The Southern Dipper gives birth to me, the Dipper responds to me,

After a loud shout, the people covered by the six rays of starlight disappeared on the deck along with the starlight.

Looking at the empty deck, the captain, who had just recovered, immediately pleaded loudly: "Master, please don't abandon me. I have elderly parents and young children to take care of. I can't die here."

"I almost forgot, you old bastard is still on board here." Before the captain's shrill plea could be heard, a ray of starlight fell from the sky, passed through the Yin-Yang passage that had not yet closed, and enveloped him.

However, unlike what was expected, this starlight did not wrap up the captain and take him out of the gap between Yin and Yang, but instead transmitted seven star-lit formation flags and a blue talisman to the captain.

Beidou is destined to die, kill-break-wolf, punish

The blood-red starlight emitted by the seven formation flags enveloped the broken ship. Stimulated by the starlight, another white lightning struck out of thin air, and countless tiny lightning bolts leaped into the air above the broken ship, destroying everything in front of them.

Under a voltage of 100,000 volts, the raging thunder and fire ignited the wooden speedboat, and all the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts on the boat who dared not follow the fierce ghost to take advantage were killed in the blink of an eye.

Many evil spirits who were fighting for the spiritual jade cicada not far from the Clippers were killed by the attacks of blood-red starlight and lightning. Only a few evil spirits who were a little further away barely survived the annihilation of thunder.

The captain, who thought he was going to be rescued, was in an even more miserable state. He was struck by white lightning before he could even react, and his soul was torn to pieces. His body, which was rapidly transforming into a monster, was turned into charcoal.

Such a huge movement caused the entire Yin-Yang gap to become unstable. At the end of the gap, a surface of water surrounded by yellow springs was instantly filled with huge waves due to this stimulation.

Countless sad faces were hidden beneath the water, which was surging endlessly with the raging waves.

If someone listens carefully, they will find that the sound of the surging waves is clearly the resentful curse from the dead suppressed under the water on the living.

Unfortunately, no matter how unwilling the human faces under the water were to be lonely, every time the waves reached a certain height, a large black and yellow swastika seal would press down the waves with tremendous force, leaving the many monsters under the water unable to roar.

I don't know how long it took, the wind died down, the waves calmed down, and a pale figure without a trace of blood appeared in the gap between yin and yang, holding a black spiritual jade cicada.

"Ahem, ahem. Little devil from the Beimao Zhanxie lineage, I will remember you. When I am reincarnated and come back, I will settle all the grudges of today with you."

The pale figure didn't dare to ask others to help him seize the spiritual jade cicada, a rare treasure from the underworld. If he hadn't been concerned about the sharpness of the Seven-Star Evil-Slaying Sword and the two Five-Thunder Evil-Slaying Talismans with the power of a strike from the underworld gods, he would have jumped out and captured Ding Hai and his group long ago.

Fortunately, despite many twists and turns, the jade cicada carved from the spiritual jade finally fell into his hands.

Despite the harsh words he kept saying, the pale figure's most desired thing at this moment was not to seek revenge on Ding Hai. What he most wanted to do at this moment was to take the spiritual jade cicada in his palm back to where his body was kept.

With it, when his life span is over, he can replicate the methods of the ancient emperors and choose a blessed land that will last for eternity and wait for a new life to come.

It’s fun to take revenge, but it can’t compare to the temptation of living a second life.

In addition, the sword with seven stars engraved on the blade also made him wary. The spiritual perception developed through years of practice told him that the sword and the young Taoist priest from the evil-slaying lineage could threaten his life.

In order to avoid unnecessary complications, the pale figure took out a seal carved from Yin wood from his arms and began to connect to the altar he had set up in advance, trying to break through the void and move to the front of his physical body.

The sky is clear and the earth is spiritual, the ancestor appears

Wandering in the universe, everything returns to its place of origin

The Supreme Lord Laozi is in a hurry to issue an order
The seal emitted a black light that enveloped the pale figure and rushed towards the already closed Yin-Yang barrier.

With the altar outside to provide support, there was no need to search for the coordinates of the Yang world in the vast void. The pale figure broke through the Yin-Yang barrier without making much noise, and he merged into the barrier silently.

In less than a breath, he crossed the barrier between Yin and Yang and returned to the human world.

But as soon as he returned to the world of the living, he was stunned. A talisman net array composed of hundreds of yellow talismans enveloped him. Before he could respond, a lightning net composed of hundreds of tiny thunderbolts tied him up tightly.

Being cheated.

Looking at the blue lightning that was denser than the family-destroying net, the pale figure showed unwillingness. No, he had clearly found the opportunity to live a second life, why did they treat him like this? God, I can't accept it!
Rumble.
Outside Linzi City, after hearing the dull thunder coming from the canal in the distance, Qianhe pursed her lips and touched the package on her back that had shrunk a lot, looking aggrieved.

The gym’s savings of more than a year were gone with a loud bang as they fell into the water.

"Brother, is it worth it?"

Ding Hai, who was standing in front of Linzi City waiting for the gate to open, reached out and touched Qianhe's pigtailed head after hearing this: "I don't know either. Logically speaking, although we have a conflict with the person behind the scenes, it won't be a matter of life or death.

We didn't know the passengers on that boat, so we saved them if we could, but I wouldn't have any regrets if we couldn't, after all, no one died for unknown reasons that day these days."

"But if I don't kill him, I'll always feel uncomfortable, so in order to make me feel better, I can only ask him to die obediently."

Huo Yuanjia and his companions, who were also waiting for the city gate to open, had different thoughts after hearing Ding Hai's answer.

After hearing this, the two guards Zheng and Han felt that Ding Hai was being overly domineering. A big shot in Tianjin's martial arts world like Huo Yuanjia would not be so domineering on a normal day.

Nong Jinsun, who comes from a cultured family, thinks that Ding Kai's words are not what he means. Judging from his behavior and past, he is clearly a true chivalrous man who carries a sword to save the world, so why does he say one thing and mean another?

Only Huo Yuanjia, who had already reached the level of a martial arts master, could hear that this was Ding Hai's truest thought.

Good or bad luck depends on the heart. What I think is what I think, what I think is what I do. As for the rest, they are all external things.

This state of mind is very similar to the description of martial arts masters in the family boxing manual: the mind is like a calm lake, and actions and stillness are controlled by the heart.

Ding Hai, who never cared about other people's opinions, didn't care about what Huo Yuanjia and others thought. After entering Linzi City, Ding Hai parted ways with Huo Yuanjia and his party.

After a brief rest, he and Qianhe found a passenger ship heading south to the Maoshan ancestral temple.

Another night fell. Outside a remote mountain temple outside the city of Linzi, a Taoist priest with a childlike face and white hair in a yellow robe came to the temple with two young Taoist priests in tattered clothes.

Looking at the dim and gloomy mountain temple without a single light, the old Taoist sighed, "Junior brother, when I was a kid and followed Master to learn Taoism, you insisted on surpassing me in Taoism. For this reason, you practiced day and night, but ended up ruining your body and being stuck in the foundation-building stage, unable to make progress.

After you became an apprentice, you insisted on surpassing your peers in Ludi in fame. You took on rituals of all sizes at a price far below normal, regardless of whether you could handle them properly. As a result, you often messed up rituals due to your limited ability, and ended up with a mixed reputation."

"You are getting old. I thought you should stop being quiet, but I didn't expect you to want to defeat God and fight for your life.

Now you could have lived for another year or two, but now you are dead."

well! ! !
"Qian Kai, Xu Fa, the two of you go in and collect the remains of your uncle. Gather firewood and burn those spells and instruments that are harmful to nature, so that they don't get out and harm others."

"Yes, Master." ×2. After hearing the instructions, the two Taoists, one fat and one thin, immediately obeyed their master's orders and entered the mountain temple.

I saw that the statue of the mountain god was no longer on the altar where it had originally been located. Only a bloodless old Taoist priest in a yellow robe was left, sitting dead in front of the altar.

After paying solemn respects to the Taoist priest on the mandala, the fat and thin Taoist priests collected the remains of the old Taoist priest according to the instructions of their master.

He didn't realize that after beating the old one, he would provoke an even older Ding Kai. He didn't think too much about it. After getting on the passenger ship, he headed south as planned.

After a period of bad luck, Ding Hai's fortunes finally turned around. He made it to Maoshan smoothly and successfully reunited with his master.

Because the journey from the north to the south was long and took a lot of time, when Ding Hai and the others arrived, most of the Waimao disciples who had returned to their roots had already arrived.

In order not to miss the Maoshan disciple-recruiting ceremony held two days later, Ding Hai and his fellow apprentice did not have time to talk to their master about what had happened in the past few years, and hurriedly followed the boy from the sect to complete the various preparatory procedures before joining the sect.

First, the face is read, and the elder in the sect who is good at fortune-telling will calculate whether the submitted horoscope matches the person himself, to prevent impersonation, and also measure the disciple's general personality and fate.

Afterwards, the bones are touched and several great masters in the sect measure a person's aptitude and cultivation from top to bottom and from front to back, so that the sect can give the most comprehensive and rigorous guidance to that disciple.

Finally, leave your essence, blood, and soul in the life lamp so that the sect can intuitively know whether you are dead or alive, and can promptly investigate the cause of your death after the life lamp goes out, and decide whether to avenge you based on the cause of your death.

As for the details such as receiving the sect's uniform robes and arranging temporary accommodation, I will not go into details.

After completing the above procedures, the Maoshan disciple-recruiting ceremony was just around the corner. After bathing and changing clothes in the evening of the next day, Ding Hai and Qian He, who had been busy for two days, went to bed early. Tomorrow they had to look their best to meet the Three Maoshan Patriarchs and the Great Immortal of the time.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Some of the many Waimao disciples who had returned to their roots in the Disciple Hall were as bold and brave as Ding Hai and the other two, and slept soundly, while others, due to various reasons, tossed and turned and could not fall asleep.

On Neimao Qingyu Peak, two white-haired Taoists wearing lotus crowns were observing the disciple courtyard through the water in the copper basin in front of them.

“Master, there are a total of seventy-six outer disciples returning to our sect this time, from the twelve branches of our sect scattered across the country.

Among them, there were two with excellent physiques, nine with good physiques, and the physiques of the remaining disciples were all between good and mediocre, and no one had an inferior physique.

After this group of disciples graduate, our Maoshan will surely become more famous and sweep away the haze of these years.

By then, with Senior Brother’s extraordinary cultivation and these achievements, the ancestors in the blessed land will surely reward Senior Brother with a vein of earth, so Senior Brother will have hope of attaining the Yang Spirit.”

The person who spoke was Qingsong, the Taoist priest who was the head of Neimao Foreign Affairs Hall. The Taoist priest with long beard and long eyebrows on his left was none other than Qinghai, the contemporary Great Immortal of Mount Mao.

"Junior brother, you are still so sweet-mouthed after so many years. No wonder the Foreign Affairs Hall has never made any mistakes in your leadership, and the relationship between my Maoshan and many fellow Taoists is also thriving." Qinghai smiled and nodded at Qingsong, but did not refute Qingsong's words because he thought so too.

To be honest, he didn't have any expectations for the disciples he recruited at first.

If it wasn't for the purpose of rewarding the leaders of the twelve Waimao lineages who responded to the imperial edict and came to exorcise demons three years ago, he would never have thought of recruiting these young people whose minds were already mature.

The main source of Maoshan disciples are the boys who have been raised in the mountains since childhood and know everything about them.

(End of this chapter)