C8 Mao shan ghost gate

"So Master is actually a disciple of the Mao Mountain Sect. This means that I am now a disciple of the Mao Mountain after I officially entered the sect."

I was suddenly enlightened.

However, some things are not taken for granted.

Looking at the letter that read 'My Disciple Fang Gang's Apprentice', I calmed my emotions and picked up the letter with both hands. After checking that the seal was undamaged and knew that no one had seen the letter, I tore open the envelope.

Opening the letter, Master's familiar calligraphy brush appeared before his eyes.

"My disciple Fang Gang, if you see this letter, you must have chosen to enter the sect officially.

Master once explained to you in great detail how terrifying the tribulations of Daoists can be. I believe that if you weren't forced by the circumstances, you would definitely not have seen this letter.

Since you have seen it, Master can only support your choice.

You'll be happy to see it, won't you? The Mao Mountain Sect was a large orthodox sect with countless experts, many of them being Taoists who had helped the people accumulate merits, leaving many legends behind and giving people a good impression. Hence, being a disciple of the Mao Mountain Sect must be fun, right?

You're wrong.

They were the Mao Mountain's Glyph Sect, the Mao Mountain Formation Sect and the Mao Mountain Arts. They did indeed have powerful cultivation skills, capable of driving ghosts and demons out of the dead, but the people did not know that the Mao Mountain still had another legendary sect, and that was the 'Mao Mountain Ghost Sect'.

Your master is the successor of the Mao Mountain's Ghost Gate, and you, if you were to open this book, even if you are officially admitted into the sect, you will inherit the legacy of the Mao Mountain's Ghost Gate.

The Mao Mountain's Ghost sect gathered talismans, formations, mantras, ghosts raising and corpse controlling as one body, making it the strongest in the four sects of the Mao Mountain. But three hundred years ago, the Mao Mountain's Ghost sect was expelled, and was no longer accepted by the Mao Mountain's orthodox sect, which was also the other three sects.

Why did it end up like this? That was because a great devil had appeared in the Mao Mountain's Ghost Gate at that time.

This man did the reverse, and specialized in the techniques used to take care of ghosts, causing endless killing. At that time, countless of orthodox Dao Sect disciples died, and the Mao Mountain Ghost sect was convicted, and they were expelled from the sect.

After that, the door of hell was split in half, and the devil escaped, becoming the founder of the, and established the 'Yin Yang Ghost Sect' that caused people's expressions to change.

The other is naturally the Mao Mountain's Gate of Hell, and is us.

You're surprised, right? That was the truth. What could he do?

Xiao Gang, you have to remember that the difference between good and evil can only be made when the user is different.

Although the Mao Mountain ghost sect raise ghosts to protect their corpses, they do not dare to do anything that goes against morality and humanity. They raise ghosts, they raise wandering souls, they wander the world, they cannot report to the Underworld, their instincts are lost, they wander aimlessly is too pitiful.

Our sect raised ghosts to raise them. If we let them recover their wits, we can find a way to go to the Underworld. This is a meritorious deed, and our sect forbids us to raise ghosts to harm people.

In the《 Mao Mountain's Secret Yin Yang Corpse Technique》, the main records were on raising ghosts and controlling corpses.

As for the talismans, hand sign s, formations, footwork, formations, and other techniques, your master has already laid a foundation for you. As long as you use them based on the special techniques recorded in the secret manuals, you will be able to unleash a boundless might.

However, you need to be strong enough. Your ability is still too weak, so if you encounter any problems, you have to think twice before acting.

Remember, you have to keep everything to yourself, and you must always protect yourself. That is the way of the king.

Master left a lot of things for you and Xiao Rou and buried them … '

After recounting all of this in detail on four to five pages of paper, I couldn't help but smile wryly.

So it turns out that even though I am already a disciple of the Mao Mountain, I am not a disciple of the Mao Mountain's Ghost Gate anymore.

Sigh, I finally understand why Master often sighs, there is a sect that can't return, just how big of a regret is this? The recognition of one's ancestors was truly very important to those who studied the Dao.

It seems that all of us master and disciple have the same fate. We have a home, but we can't go back to it.

After earnestly receiving the letter, I flipped open the secret manual. The first few pages were filled with various talismans, formations, and footwork coordination methods. There were at least a few thousand different types of talismans, formations, and footwork techniques.

On the other hand, if different talismans were overlaid and redrawn, it would form a new talisman. However, this could only be done when one's cultivation level was deep. Otherwise, it would be impossible to succeed.

As for those profound formations and footwork? It's not something I can master at the moment.

I gave it a cursory glance and flipped to the back.

At the end of the book, there were all methods to raise ghosts, refine corpses, and speed up the process. It was just like what his master said, this thing was the right way to use, and on the other hand, it was the evil way to harm.

Of course, I am not unfamiliar with raising ghosts. I myself was a victim of this kind of demonic technique, but my master was right, raising those pitiful ghosts and reincarnating them into the Underworld was a great merit.

This is not something I can control as of right now.

I flipped through the book, returned it to its original place, and activated the mechanism to hide it well.

Carrying a shovel, I walked to the poplar tree at the northeast corner of the small courtyard.

After digging for an hour, they finally came into contact with something. It was a large wooden chest.

Tired as a dead dog, I carried the box up into the night and carried it back to the house.

There was a large lock on it, and I thought about it for a moment, remembering the things my master had told me to keep.

I rushed back to my room to retrieve a weirdly shaped key and insert it into the lock. I couldn't help but feel elated. It was tightly sewn!

Ka ka!

After opening the lock, I lifted the lid of the wooden chest and looked inside. Under the dim light, I was able to clearly see what was inside. My eyes reddened as I shouted, "Master!"

A stack of paper charms was placed at a corner. They were of a different color: yellow, red, purple, gold, and black.

I know this very well, those four colored talismans are so much more powerful than Yellow Talisman, but Master can actually draw out Black Glyph? It shocked me! If that was the case, could Master's cultivation experience be …?

I didn't dare think any further, because according to the common sense that Master had instilled in me before, the talismans were divided into eight grades, and by the color difference, the Black Glyph was already a fifth grade talisman.

Looking at it this way, his teacher was not one bit inferior to the Mao Mountain's headmaster. Unfortunately, he could not recognize his ancestors. This was truly depressing.

Beside the talisman are five robes of different colors, but I know that these robes are all inscribed with talismans on top of them, and they are the best to protect one's soul.

What surprised me the most was that there were two peach wood sword s placed at a corner. One was slightly long, the other was about 1.5 meters long, and there were many runes on them. The other was slightly short, and was only one meter long.

I immediately understood that this was left to me and my junior sister by Master. Without a doubt, the slightly longer sword was mine.

I took out the sword with both hands. It felt extremely heavy, and its sheath was also made of peach wood.

Slowly grabbing the sword hilt, he pulled towards the outside and without making any sound, the peach wood sword was unsheathed.

"So heavy."

Sensing the sword's weight, I couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

When I was young, Master mentioned to me about this thing. He said that it was a pair of precious peach wood sword s that was created by a three-thousand-year-old peach wood core, and it's priceless. Heavenly thunder, water, fire, and metal weapons cannot be damaged, and it's a treasure used to exorcise ghosts and eliminate demons!

With a thought, I walked out the door and let go.

With a 'whoosh', all the peach wood sword that were as strong as King Kong pierced into the ground simultaneously.

"S …!"

I took a deep breath and pulled the sword out, loving it.

This thing is only a wooden sword, but it is many times sharper than an ordinary metal sword. With a sword in hand, I feel extremely confident.

peach wood sword is a handicraft, walking around behind my back and not having any police uncle come to check my account, it really suits me.

Carrying the sword back to the house, I took out two dark brown compass from the chest. It seemed to be very old, and without question, this was an essential item to the ghost masters of Mao Mountain, and also a good item left behind for me by my master.

I took out two robes and stuffed them into my bag. I could only use Yellow Talisman s to activate the talismans, they couldn't be activated and wouldn't have any other colors.

I took more than a hundred of them, including many different kinds of Yellow Talisman, so I might be able to use them all.

I randomly took one compass since these two were the same, of course the remaining one was for my junior.