138: Chapter 138 Ancient True Cultivator (Requesting First Subscription) 138: Chapter 138 Ancient True Cultivator (Requesting First Subscription) Listening to Hou Donggui’s narration, Chen Hai fell into silence.
Limp Zhang from Chenjiaping Village must have been a descendant of a True Cultivator from Dragon and Tiger Mountain who had fallen amongst the common folk.
He didn’t have any great abilities, and it was estimated that he had learned only the most superficial aspects of the True Inheritance Skills of Dragon and Tiger Mountain.
As for Chen Hai himself, the Taoist Book he had borrowed from Limp Zhang had played a minor role at the beginning of his cultivation, but the most crucial Visualization Dharma Method was something he had figured out on his own.
On the Nameless Ancient Book, it was required to visualize one’s own ancestral master, but his visualization target had been the terrifying presence he had inadvertently glimpsed.
“Brother Hou, regarding your cultivation…” After Hou Donggui had finished his piece, Chen Hai hesitated for a moment before finally speaking.
“There are distinctions between realms in the orthodox cultivation of Taoism!”
“The method I cultivate can only be considered an unorthodox path, with no specific realms.”
“After all, strictly speaking, the mana I possess is also borrowed; the only cultivation I need to do is to make my body more compatible with the borrowed mana!”
With a bitter face, Hou Donggui sighed and continued, “Remember the last time I told you, every time we from the Mysterious Sect cast a spell, it diminishes our personal luck a bit, do you know why?”
After saying this, he paused for a moment, his gaze falling on Chen Hai.
His mind whirling, Chen Hai ventured a response, “Is it because the borrowed mana doesn’t belong to this world?”
“Our world, if it has a conscious will, using other worlds’ powers within this realm could provoke its discontent, and develop malice towards us?”
“And this malice manifests externally as a diminution of luck, a harbinger of misfortune?”
These words led Hou Donggui to regard Chen Hai with newfound respect.
He nodded affirmatively, “Younger Brother Chen, the truth is indeed as you’ve described!”
“I have pondered for many years before I understood this!”
“Young brother, you are impressive, you grasped the crux of the matter with just a hint!”
“I can understand why the official suppression towards our Mysterious Sect exists.”
“After all, the more people believe in those obscure entities, the stronger their abilities become.”
“No one can be sure whether such beings, when they become powerful enough, will descend from the fictitious directly into reality.”
“With such concerns, if I were a part of Yanhuang Country’s upper echelons, I would make a similar decision to classify all unexplainable matters as feudal superstition and sweep them into the dust of bygone days!”
After a long sigh, Hou Donggui added, “An ancestral master of my Lu Ban lineage, I can clearly sense that his strength has been waning over the years.”
“It has also become increasingly difficult for me to borrow mana from him.”
“Perhaps, in ten or eight years, the ancestral master might fall into slumber due to the loss of faith.”
“By then, aside from small techniques like Nine Dragon Water which I can still use, other spells, even though I possess the True Transmission, will be fundamentally impossible to cast!”
“In this day and age, there are already many who think I’m a charlatan, and when I truly can no longer borrow mana, I’m afraid my reputation as a charlatan will be well earned!”
With a heart full of melancholy, Hou Donggui displayed a look of helplessness as he continued to Chen Hai, “For us of the Mysterious Sect, the environment in Southeast Asia is actually much better than at home.”
“Some colleagues have advised me to change nationality, to go to another country.”
“But I, Hou, was born Yanhuang and will die a Yanhuang ghost; the act of betraying my ancestors and pledging loyalty to other countries is something I will never do no matter what!”
“Considering that the environment abroad is indeed more relaxed, after much thought, I have decided to immigrate to Xiangjiang.” Thıs content belongs to 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝔫𝔢𝔱
“After all, that place is also part of Yanhuang, and the people there, like me, share the same Yanhuang blood.”
“My visit to the Capital City this time is to take care of this matter!”
“Young Brother Chen, if you are interested in immigrating to Xiangjiang, once I have settled my affairs, I will help you with the process!”
In those days, Xiangjiang was considered an epitome of affluence and success in the eyes of the people of the country.
Hearing Hou Donggui say this, Chen Hai was truly tempted.
However, after contemplating for a while, he ultimately refused Hou Donggui’s kind offer.
After all, he already owed Hou Donggui enough favors.
If he were to accept and let Hou Donggui help him immigrate to Xiangjiang, the debt of gratitude he owed would likely be impossible to repay in this lifetime.
“Brother Hou, according to what you’ve said, to initiate into the orthodox path of Taoism, one must successfully visualize one’s own ancestral master!”
“Then, what did the ancestral masters of the great Taoist sects visualize during their cultivation?”
“Do you think there is a kind of cultivator who doesn’t rely on the ancestral masters, and all power rests within themselves?”
Chen Hai’s cultivation was all self-taught, through his blind groping.
There were many things he couldn’t understand or make sense of, which had piled up in his mind.
Having encountered the enthusiastic senior, Hou Donggui, and now having the opportunity to ask, he naturally threw out the things he couldn’t figure out.
“All power within oneself?
Chen Hai, what you’re referring to is the Ancient True Cultivators!”
“The ancestral masters of the great Taoist sects can actually be included within the category of Ancient True Cultivators.”
“These people visualize the unknown presences within the obscurity, but such cultivation comes with too many variables.”