Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology-Chapter 305 - 276: Weiling Taoist Sect, Dragon Field Layman

"Isn’t it simple? Since the Holy Might Taoist School can’t accommodate you, why not find business with other Taoist schools?"

This reminded Song Lin.

The Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance shares a common origin, with the Holy Might Taoist School being just one-fifth of it.

Apart from the Holy Might Taoist School, there is the Spirit Treasure Sect where the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance Celestial Master resides, the Yuanfu Sect known for its talismanic skills, the Yuzhen Sect for summoning ghosts and gods, and the Weiling Sect for dharma altar ceremonies.

In his travels over the past few years, Song Lin had visited these Taoist schools and had some understanding of the local customs.

The Spirit Treasure Sect is quite righteous, with the grandeur of a big sect, boasting the most experts, and is led by the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master.

The Yuzhen Sect is skilled in alchemy and summoning ghosts and gods, and is relatively wealthy. The Yuanfu Sect is centrally located, connecting all directions.

The Weiling Sect is similar to the Holy Might Sect, situated in mountainous regions, with treacherous terrains, and their mana is fierce and aggressive.

"But I have no sales outlet and don’t know anyone from the Outer Sect."

Song Lin’s social connections weren’t broad, and those who often visited him weren’t really friends, mostly business partners. Recently, they either cut ties with him or remained silent, not explicitly breaking ties with Donghua.

But discerning people could see that they didn’t want to offend either him or Zhengsi.

Song Lin saw no need to make things difficult for them.

"No worries, I have a friend at the Weiling Sect. You can visit him, and he will make arrangements."

Having said that, Zhi Xin took out a private seal, suspended a sheet of white paper in mid-air, using mana to inscribe line after line of information, finally stamping it with a large seal.

"The person is called Ge Yue, known as Long Buddhist."

Zhi Xin handed the paper to Song Lin.

"Tomorrow, you should set off with Earth Evil; he also needs to go to Weiling."

"Thank you, Master."

Song Lin accepted the paper, sincerely expressing his gratitude.

Zhi Xin was using his personal connections to help him and even had him accompany Earth Evil.

He wasn’t unfamiliar with the road, evidently giving him some face.

Otherwise, he’d be kicked out if he went alone.

Song Lin’s gratitude was genuine.

Even if he had enormously helped Zhi Xin, proper etiquette was still necessary. After all, returning favor for favor, instead of constantly using these matters to demand, which could easily turn gratitude into enmity.

It was already late at night when Song Lin, bringing Qingyu, left.

After they left, Wu Qingxuan stood up.

"The Heavenly Master assigned me a peak. I’m going to take a look. I might enter a long seclusion for a while."

"Alright, there’s plenty of time."

Zhi Xin smiled and said.

Hundreds or thousands of years have already passed.

No rush for now.

On the way back, Song Lin had a thought and looked at Qingyu.

"Let me show you something fun."

As he spoke, a golden light shone from his forehead.

Whiz!

The golden light flew out, transforming into a carriage against the wind.

The entire carriage was translucent like jade, emitting golden light, with a black serpent at the front, surrounded by fresh breeze on both sides.

The carriage’s splendor almost blinded Qingyu.

"Can I get on?"

With Song Lin’s permission, Qingyu leaped into the carriage.

"Wow, it’s a whole new world!"

The interior of the carriage was quite spacious.

Sitting inside, one felt significantly better in Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

Song Lin smiled without speaking, climbed onto the carriage head, and the Sun Jade Car transformed into golden light, swiftly flying ten miles away.

The skeleton of the Sun Jade Car was made of Undying Wood, staying inside the carriage for long could extend one’s life.

The carriage traveled at incredible speed, reaching Donghua Temple in no time.

Qingyu returned, resting with excitement.

Song Lin, however, couldn’t rest.

He returned to the World in the Pot, searched through various Taoist Temples, and finally found materials for crafting Thunder Pearls.

He would spend the entire night refining Thunder Pearls, making samples before tomorrow.

Otherwise, he had nothing to say about pricing without evidence.

The next day.

Song Lin pushed open the door, holding thumb-sized beads of various colors in his hands.

Yin Thunder, Flame Divine Thunder, Gui Water Divine Thunder, Heavenly Sound Divine Thunder, and so on.

As for the final type without materials for refining, even if Song Lin could refine it, he wouldn’t bring it out.

Even if the usage conditions were difficult, hiding it wouldn’t hurt.

The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Divine Thunder could be considered a deterrent weapon.

Song Lin arrived at the mountaintop clearing, quietly waiting for Earth Evil.

Swish!

Suddenly, a short old man with a yellow robe and a goatee appeared beside him, looking at him with a smile.

Song Lin was startled,

"We meet again, young friend."

"Long time no see, senior."

Song Lin saluted.

In fact, the two were quite familiar.

Song Lin was secluded in Black Wind Valley for eight years, and apart from Earth Evil occasionally appearing, there was no one else.

"Let’s head out, we can chat on the way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Earth Evil transformed into a yellow light and flew away.

Seeing this, Song Lin quickly followed.

Seeing Song Lin keeping up with him, Earth Evil was somewhat surprised: "Have you found the Breaking Core Method?"

"Still exploring."

In the real world, Song Lin was trying to use the method of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top to refine Essence, Qi.

Without the support of the Netherworld Thunder Pool, the cultivation speed was frighteningly slow. Based on the story world’s experience, it would take two to three hundred years to refine Lead Flowers.

It was safe, but ten years down the road, Zhengsi would kill him.

Once the Everlasting Lamp Flame is redeemed, perhaps the breakthrough would be faster.

During this period, a lot of pills might be needed.

This is the key for Song Lin to open up the market, because alchemy costs money.

The Weiling Taoist Sect is in the west, bordering the Holy Might Taoist School.

The distance wasn’t too far, and the two persisted in flying over.

There are visiting etiquettes between Taoists.

Though there are means to arrive instantly, flying is the most polite way.

And it’s necessary for people to see you flying on the way.

Otherwise, suddenly appearing on someone’s territory could easily lead to conflict.

While flying in the sky, Song Lin realized that the mountains of the Weiling Sect surpassed even those of the Holy Might Sect, with cities built in plains surrounded by mountains, some nestled against mountains and rivers.

More mountains implied less developed transportation, implying danger.

"What insights do you have?" Earth Evil asked.

"Nothing much, just that many magic veins have reasons for existing."

In places with the most battles against demons, spells were often violently sinister, and Taoists were full of hostility.

Cultivators chose fast-track spells for quicker growth, resulting in bizarre shapes.

In places like Spirit Treasure, Yuzhen, and Yuanfu where demons were less rampant, cultivators instead appeared elegant and composed.

Soon, the two arrived at a ten-thousand-foot peak.

At mid-mountain, there was a Taoist palace with red walls and yellow tiles.

The river circled the entire mountain.

"This is Inverted Mountain, the dojo of the Shoucheng Heavenly Master."

Earth Evil pointed forward.

As Song Lin wondered why it was named so strangely, he looked in the direction of Earth Evil’s hand.

He saw an identical mountain on top of the peak.

The peaks faced each other, as if a mirror was suspended in the sky.

The two flew above the sky, passing through a thin membrane.

Coming to his senses, Song Lin was astonished to find it was correct—the place they entered before was upside down.

Three green-robed Taoists with facial markings flew over.

"The Master of the Holy Might Sect, Earth Evil, seeks the Shoucheng Heavenly Master. This is Temple Master Song Lin, visiting Daoist Ge Yue."

The three nodded, wrote down the location, and asked the two to stamp their private seals.

"Alright."

Song Lin held a jade plate.

Swish!

The surroundings changed.

In the next second, Song Lin appeared before a stilted building painted red.

The stilted building was supported by wood stakes, with at least a three-zhang gap from the ground.

Roar!

Roar!

At this moment, roars came from beneath the stilted building.

Dozens of oddly-shaped Exotic Dragons and Alien Jiao crawled out.

Their bodies writhed, eyes malicious, slowly advancing towards him.

As they approached within ten zhang, the dragons suddenly halted, sniffed the air, and fearfully began retreating.

"The younger Song Lin is here under Master Zhi Xin’s order to greet Long Buddhist."

Creak!

The red door above opened, and a tiger-headed Taoist disciple peeked out.

Seeing the token in Song Lin’s hand, he flipped down with a somersault.

"Shoo, shoo."

The Taoist disciple drove the Exotic Dragons away, and they obediently retreated.

Only leaving a dozen to form a ladder.

After verifying the token, the Taoist disciple smiled showing a set of big white teeth, "Honored guest, please!"

The two stepped onto the backs of the Exotic Dragons and ascended the pavilion.

"It’s odd, why are these dragons afraid of you?"

The Taoist disciple muttered to himself.

"Afraid of me? I’m not sure."

Song Lin pretended to be unaware, guessing they must have smelled the scent of the three Divine Dragons on him.

The pavilion looked small, but the internal space was not too small.

The two walked through the main gate, past the courtyard.

Dragons hung in the trees, and green dragons with bird wings flew in the sky.

The Taoist disciple proudly pointed to those dragons.

"This is Bamboo Dragon, this is Sparrow Dragon, Pig Dragon, Toad Dragon, Carp Dragon... Dragon Carp, Dragon Turtle, Dragon Elephant..."

"Where did you find these dragons?"

Song Lin inquired in wonder.

"Dragons are naturally wanton; the Buddhist cultivated them himself. For instance, Sparrow Dragon—the character in front denotes the maternal lineage, this is a dragon birthed by a sparrow. Dragon Turtle is a turtle species birthed by a dragon."

Unknowingly, the two arrived at the backyard.

In the pavilion stood an old man with wide sleeves and a high forehead, large front teeth, resembling an image of Confucius from a past life.

This must be Weiling Sect’s Dragon Field Grandmaster Ge Yue.

The man had his back to Song Lin.

"This is Long Buddhist."

"Junior Song Lin greets Long Buddhist. I’m referred by Master Zhi Xin."

Song Lin greeted him.

At this moment, Long Buddhist suddenly turned around, his eyes shining as if seeing some treasure.

"Young friend, what dragons do you have? Show them to the old man for appraisal!"