Chapter Thirty-two: The Orthodox School of Qingyang

  "What?" Liu Bu Yi almost thought he had misheard, and was shocked to the extreme!

  "Yuanxuguan is a branch of the Daoist Dongyuan sect. In Nanyao County, it can be considered one of the largest sects." Zhenyangzi said to himself.

  Dongyuan Sect is one of the three major sects of Da Zheng Zong! It can be said that being born in Zhengzong is not bad, Yuanxu Guan is a branch of Dongyuan Sect, no wonder it can be called a famous and orthodox sect.

  Zhen Yangzi said, "Not to mention Yuanxu Temple's Yuanzhen Ren, who defeated thirteen top masters from various sects in the Southern Seventeen Provinces' Doufa competition this year, causing a great stir. It also allowed Yuanxu Temple's influence to expand greatly, and now they are opening their mountain gates wide, recruiting disciples. You can just blend in!"

  Liu Bu-yi knew that since the Bald-headed Monk had established the rules for all sects under Heaven, there was a convention to hold a debate on Buddhist scriptures and martial arts once every ten years in the Upper Capital.

  In order to compete for the quota of once-in-a-decade martial arts competition in the capital, each county and province must go through fierce competition to qualify for the martial arts competition in the capital.

  Zhen Yangzi sneered, "Those so-called prestigious families are nothing but kneeling at the feet of the bald-headed man, wagging their tails and begging for mercy. They don't even know that this once-in-a-decade debate is a trick set up by the bald-headed man..."

  Liu Bu-yi's heart was chilled, he had also heard his original father say so. The bald-headed man's methods were ingenious, using only one of the ten-year-old debate and martial arts methods to make the various major sects in the world fall into internal strife, never again having the energy to sit on the throne against the bald-headed man's court.

  This method is truly ingenious to the extreme. Poorly, all the teachings in the world, whether it's Buddhism or Taoism, even the enlightened Western religions, have fallen into this kind of quagmire and cannot extricate themselves.

  It's as if Liu Bei originally used the world's most powerful move, letting all heroes in the world fall into his trap. Even after a thousand or two years, they still can't escape.

  But the bald man, however, relied on this move. He sat steadily on the wall and watched as the world's eccentric heroes and high-ranking officials of various sects fought endlessly, allowing them to thoroughly secure their thrones!

  Zhen Yangzi said slowly: "My Qingyang Sect was originally a branch of the Orthodox Taoist School. However, our ancestors refused to join the bald-headed people's clique and were thus labeled as an evil cult. We've been suppressed for over a hundred years... until now!"

  Having heard this, Liu's heart sank again. He knew very little about the Qingyang Sect, only that it was one of the evil cults that the bald-headed men were determined to crack down on, just like they had strictly guarded against the Revolutionary Party in the past - better to mistakenly kill 10,000 than to let one go free.

  Anyone who is suspected of having contact with the Qingyang Sect will be punished by having their family exterminated. Just like what happened to the Liu family in Wu Zhong County.

  In general rumors, Qingyang Sect is almost as notorious as the Flood Dragon. Who would have thought that Qingyang Sect actually originated from the Orthodox Daoist sect!

  Seeing Liu Bu Yi's expression, Zhen Yang Zi was satisfied and smiled lightly: "Although the bald-headed people insultingly call my sect a heretical cult, but in order to counter the bald-headed people, our Qing Yang Sect has indeed been somewhat mysterious in its actions. However, the Taoist methods we have inherited are absolutely orthodox. You can cultivate our sect's Taoist methods, it is absolutely auspicious!"

  A person's name, a tree's shadow. Even Liu Bu Yi would be affected, and upon hearing that Qing Yang Sect was so deeply rooted, even he had fewer defenses against Qing Yang Sect in his heart.

  "I don't know, Master. What's the point of letting me enter the Yu Xu Temple?" Liu Bu Yi humbly asked for guidance: "Since our sect is the orthodox Taoist school, I suppose you wouldn't be interested in the Taoist teachings of the Yu Xu Temple?"

  Zhen Yangzi said: "That's natural! I let you enter Yuanshuo Temple for only one purpose, that is to descend into the mortal world!"

  Down!

  Upon hearing this word that can be used as both a noun and a verb, Liu Bu Yi's numerous memories suddenly came flooding out.

  The underworld can be said to be the most wonderful and mysterious thing in this world.

  For example, Liu Bu-yi had read a book called "Donghai Tan Ying Lu" before his house was searched.

  This book records a merchant's son who fortunately descended to the mortal world and encountered all sorts of absurd and unbelievable stories in that mortal world.

  Although this story is as strange and unorthodox as a guest from the sea talking about the Island of the Immortals, it is also as bizarre as "Jing Hua Yuan".

  But it's just like "Journey to the West" or "The Guest from the Ocean", a fantasy of the mainland nation towards the ocean. Although the story is fake, but what happens in the underworld is real!

  This world is the Upper Realm, and it's said that there are dozens or even hundreds of Lower Realms. Each of the Lower Realms has its own customs and habits, each with their own strange aspects.

  Only the true cultivators of this world can descend to the mortal realm to spread their teachings. They are considered gods by the people of the lower realm! And so, this upper realm is naturally thought to be the realm of immortals, the realm of gods!

  It is said that the Bald-Headed people grasp the secrets of the Lower Realm. Using the benefits of the Lower Realm to entice all major sects under heaven, only then would those numerous high-ranking sects obediently enter the trap and participate in the decade-long bloody debates and battles of the Scripture of Ten Years.

  It's like a trap without enough bait, it's hard to lure in prey of sufficient quantity.

  In short, the Underworld is one of this world's greatest secrets!

  After seeing Liu, he understood and nodded secretly, feeling more and more that he had not misjudged the person.

  However, he said calmly, "This time, Yuan Xuguang's performance was so dazzling that it has already been set as a reward by the bald-headed people."

  Although Yuanxu Temple made a big splash, after all, its foundation was shallow and it needed to cultivate a large number of disciples to consolidate its foundation. So at this time, joining Yuanxu Temple, as long as one's family background is clean and their talent stands out, there will be an opportunity to descend into the mortal world!

  Liu Bu-yi had never heard of the new trend rising and falling, it was simply the biggest secret in this world. Even he, a Confucian family, hadn't heard any inside information about it. Thinking that he had the opportunity to come into contact with it, how could one not be excited?

  He just knew that for hundreds of years, those who could cultivate and achieve the Tao were all tempered in the lower realm, without a single exception.

  "Master, how can I infiltrate the Yuanshuo Temple?" Liu Bu asked, suddenly recalling the scene on the street that day when a Taoist named Huang Zhenren grabbed him and Xiao Hei.

  Zhen Yangzi looked at Liu Buji and smiled slightly: "Just listen to my plan..."

  Liu Bu-yi asked his last question: "Master, I wonder how is Song Yuan-zi doing?"

  Zhen Yangzi's smile turned cold: "A useless thing, he's simply blinded by greed. He's now fallen into the hands of Yuanshuo Temple and will be handed over to the bald-headed officials in a few days, where he'll get his head chopped off!"

  Liu Bu Yi let out an "ah" sound. This time's matter was full of twists and turns from start to finish, with many situations that even he himself couldn't understand.

  However, since seeing Zhen Yangzi rise to power, Liu Bu-yi had already known that this matter could not be done without Zhen Yangzi's control and surveillance from behind the scenes. It was just that he did not bring Song Yuansi back, which was somewhat beyond Liu Bu-yi's expectations.

  "Don't worry, he won't say anything now!" Zhen Yangzi sneered coldly: "In our Qingyang Sect, every generation of successors is exceptional. This kind of fool will only ruin the great undertaking of our Qingyang Sect! If you become this foolish one day..."

  Being stared at by Zhen Yangzi in such a cold manner, Liu Buji's heart skipped a beat. He hastily said: "Your disciple would never be so blinded by personal gain!"