Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 219 - 201: Flower Viewing Conference, Emperor Qin’s Mountain Chasing Whip

Chapter 219: Chapter 201: Flower Viewing Conference, Emperor Qin’s Mountain Chasing Whip

"Clearing out the forces of Yin Mountain? Who issued the notice?"

"There is indeed such a notice. It was issued by the Sun and Moon Five Elements Mansion of the Taoist School," Shi Yinhua said.

No wonder Song Lin didn’t know. After all, besides being in seclusion, he was always strategizing stories.

"I think this proposal is good," Shi Yinhua cleared his throat and said, "The demon forces of Yin Mountain aren’t strong, at best around Core Formation level. They rely on the rugged terrain of Yin Mountain to occasionally descend and plunder."

"There are quite a few good things inside Yin Mountain. The seven temples, including Xuanke Temple, lack resources and could jointly develop it."

This operation is led by the Taoist School, and all Taoist Temples can participate.

Although it says that the rewards will belong entirely to the participants, this is merely wordplay. Ultimately, it will depend on the amount of yin merit one collects or exchanging points for it.

Otherwise, would anyone truly believe the Taoist School to be so benevolent—spending both money and manpower, only to end up with nothing in return?

Song Lin gave it some thought and found the approach feasible, immediately agreeing: "When does the demon extermination begin?"

"Within this half a month."

"Very well, you all will enter the Little Golden Altar Cave Heaven for cultivation shortly and come out in half a month," Song Lin decided to have the Seven Taoist Temple Masters enter cultivation to swiftly comprehend Xuanke Taoist Skill.

The time flow rate in the Little Golden Altar Cave Heaven is one to twenty.

Half a month is equivalent to a year.

The Seven Taoist Temple Masters already have considerable strength, so getting started with Xuanke Taoist Skill shouldn’t be an issue.

In the distant Yunzhou, atop a suspended high mountain surrounded by auspicious clouds and auspice Qi, stood a resplendent palace complex.

Immortal cranes could occasionally be seen flying by.

Inside the grand central hall, seated on the jade throne at the main seat was a gaunt, white-faced middle-aged scholar. His temples were snow-white, his beard long and flowing, exuding an air of immortality.

This person was none other than the Meihua Grandmaster, Wind Tribulation True Person, who had passed the first layer of tribulation crossing in the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

Standing beside him were his four elderly disciples.

These were Meihua Grandmaster’s Four Symbols eldest disciples.

At that moment, Meihua Grandmaster was reading a letter, a slight mocking smile playing on his lips.

"That old fox! Hmph!"

The Earth Symbol disciple frowned deeply and said, "Master, this bone-weighing rhyme is formidable! It turns out to be a genuine spell, and some of its conclusions diverge too far from our Meihua Divination."

Upon seeing the bone-weighing rhyme, the Four Symbols disciples felt as if the sky were collapsing.

Meihua Grandmaster attained enlightenment by observing plum blossoms fall and thus created the *Meihua Divination*.

Within the Holy Might Taoist School, all divinations inevitably come back to the *Meihua Divination*. It could be regarded as the origin of all methods.

Thus, when Grandmaster Zhi Xin refuted Meihua Divination, everyone believed he was bringing humiliation upon himself.

Unexpectedly, he indeed produced something substantial.

The bone-weighing rhyme uncovered a different perspective on fate.

Doesn’t this prove that even those born under the same birthdate could have different destinies?

This aligns with Zhi Xin’s advocacy for variables.

Soon enough, Meihua Grandmaster closed the book and smiled: "No wonder Zhi Xin suddenly grew bolder—it turns out he found himself a helper! This bone-weighing rhyme was discovered by someone named Song Lin."

"Song Lin? Find out who this person is!" Earth Symbol turned to his three junior brothers.

Before long, information about Song Lin was delivered.

Upon glancing at it, everyone was stunned.

In less than ten years, he had gone from a Taoist disciple to a temple master, from fetal breath to Golden Core.

The deaths of the Three Capitals, the temple master, Tianwu, and Heluo were all heavily tied to this individual.

This man crawled up from pools of blood!

Besides his exceptional cultivation talent, his skill in Taoist methods wasn’t lacking either. He became the Three Passes Leader, the Leader of the Divination General Refining Soldiers Conference, created his own magic veins like the Sword Thunder Skill and Divine Medium Arts, and even invented the bone-weighing rhyme.

Such a prodigious figure is a formidable adversary to Determinism and is undoubtedly destined to become Plum Blossom Peak’s greatest rival in the future!

Meihua Grandmaster’s smile disappeared, and his disciples exchanged uneasy glances—clearly, the bone-weighing rhyme had dealt a significant blow to their master.

The fiery-tempered Fire Symbol struggled to hide his thoughts, muttering in a low voice, "Master, what if..."

The Fire Symbol made a throat-slitting gesture.

Meihua Grandmaster snapped out of his thoughts, then stepped up to Fire Symbol.

Slap!

As the disciples looked on, perplexed, Meihua Grandmaster suddenly leaped up and flicked Fire Symbol’s forehead with a loud *thunk*.

"Has your brain been scorched by fire? Debating is debating, since when does one start by killing? Do you want to ruin the impeccable reputation I’ve built up over a lifetime? Moreover, is Song Lin truly an enemy of ours?"

Meihua Grandmaster gazed out of the hall and burst out laughing, "Zhi Xin has found me quite a capable ally! Hahaha!!"

"What do you mean?"

"I am not all-knowing, and Meihua Divination isn’t infallible either. The bone-weighing rhyme merely uncovers areas that Meihua Divination couldn’t reach. In essence, it complements Determinism."

To illustrate: imagine blind men feeling an elephant. One says the elephant resembles a pillar, while another likens it to a snake.

Zhi Xin defies convention and points out they’re touching something entirely unrelated to an elephant.

Meanwhile, the bone-weighing rhyme identifies new discoveries that Meihua Divination hadn’t touched, akin to exploring a new part of the elephant.

This doesn’t undermine the Meihua Divination’s magic vein; on the contrary, it serves as an enhancement.

The disciples suddenly understood.

"So that’s it. Does Master Zhi Xin even realize this yet?"

"Two months from now, I will host the Flower Viewing Conference and personally send an invitation to Song Lin."

"Understood, Master."

The Flower Viewing Conference was a debate and discussion gathering hosted by Meihua Grandmaster.

Many years ago, Meihua Grandmaster reached enlightenment through observing plum blossoms, inspiring him to host an annual event where fellow Taoists came to contemplate and discuss cultivation.

Regardless of differing philosophies or disciples from rival lineages, most would attend this significant event each year.

Insights from the Flower Viewing Conference often found their way to the Taoist Method Meeting Element.

In summary, the conference was a stage beloved by those passionate about the art of divination, offering fame and opportunities. fгeewebnovёl.com

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Upper Immortal World.

Eleventh Year of Upper Immortal.

Zhaowen Pavilion.

The scripture pavilion was now empty except for Song Lin alone.

On the desk behind him lay a small round crystal bead.

The bead was roughly the size of a thumb, iridescent and dazzlingly brilliant.

Within its depths, it seemed as though a rainbow flowed.

This was none other than the Upper Pure Pearl.

Its interior contained a space approximately a hundred zhang wide. Inside were pavilions, winding bridges, and flowing streams.

While it had no exceptional function, the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi within was highly concentrated, making internal cultivation three times more efficient compared to the outside world, qualifying it as a fine magic treasure.

Two of the three treasures had already been obtained, leaving only Emperor Qin’s Mountain Chasing Whip.

This was the treasure Song Lin most anticipated.

Legends spoke of it as a divine whip capable of moving mountains.

To acquire it, Song Lin had dispatched Li Zhan, Xinn Gongping, Wang Zhen, Qin Shubao, and Weio Chigong.

It was said that this treasure last appeared during Emperor Tang Minghuang’s era, where it fell into the hands of Ann Lushan after the Anshi Rebellion, subsequently vanishing without a trace.

Their target was areas in Hebei and Hedong.

Aristocratic families were known to hoard treasures, habitually burying their gold and valuables underground for their descendants.

Emperor Qin’s Mountain Chasing Whip might be hidden in one such treasure vault.

After gathering his thoughts, Song Lin entered the Upper Pure Pearl.

Its interior indeed resembled an Immortal Realm: mist wafted, the lakes were crystalline, and palaces dotted the shores.

Song Lin walked to the lakeside, where the water mirrored his visage.

Over a decade had passed, yet his appearance remained unchanged.

His cousin Pan’er had married eight years prior, and his aunt had given birth to another nephew. Having children had kept them too busy to urge Song Lin to marry and start a family.

"Perhaps, in another ten years, I’ll fake my death and take on a new identity," Song Lin mused inwardly.

At that moment, the watchman entered.

"Mr. Song, someone outside claims to be your cousin and requests to see you!"

"Cousin? Could it be Pan’er?"

Song Lin was puzzled.

Why would she suddenly come looking for him? Could something have happened?

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