Not long after, the news that there were indeed high-level skills in the Fanshengdao Dharma Hall spread quickly in Mount Wutai and even spread to the groups of cultivators in the Central Plains and Guanzhong regions.

Apart from the inexplicably excited Fanshengdao monks, those dispatched monks who originally regarded this as a joke or a gimmick finally became jealous at this time.

Soon, many strange rebuttals and doubts were heard, such as "I've never heard of the name of "Tiandu Shenyou Secret Record", I'm afraid it's a fabricated method", and "Do you need a trial to pass on the method? If you don't want to give it, don't give it, and you are still foolishly allowing the sect to tease you", and all kinds of weird remarks.

The monks of Fanshengdao naturally did not want to be slandered, or they did not allow others to discredit their dreams, so they confronted these monks head on.

The first one is "The Secret Record of the Divine Journey to Tiandu". A Taoist monk who has read through ancient books found out that this book comes from "A Collection of Atlas of the Eight Wildernesses and Four Seas", and the author is the Old Man of the Great Wilderness in the early ancient times.

In the last chapter, Old Man Dahuang claimed that when his life was about to end, he created this very mysterious Qi-refining technique with his experience and knowledge from traveling around the world... In short, it is not a fictitious technique that did not exist out of thin air, but a Qi-refining technique that has indeed been recorded.

The opponents refused to give up, saying, "How do you know that the old man Dahuang is not bragging? If there is such a set of skills, why don't you use it and see!" So the two sides quarreled fiercely.

The second issue is that one must pass trials to spread the Dharma. After all, if one fails to pass the trials, all previous efforts will be wasted. This rule was criticized by outside monks as "overly harsh."

The monks of the Fansheng Dao were arguing with reason. What's wrong with being a little harsh? You want to change your skills, but you haven't done it yet!

Just because it's a good thing, we have to be strict with it, do you understand?

Otherwise they would have been taken away long ago!

This statement is not without reason, but the Dharma Hall has only been open for a short time, and no one has come up with evidence of real benefits, so everyone can only argue in vain.

However, as more and more people made contributions to the Fansheng Dao, in less than half a month, someone finally successfully passed the trial in the Dharma Hall and received the corresponding martial arts scriptures.

As more and more people came forward to eat the crabs, the strange rumors that were originally circulating outside gradually stopped being spread out.

Instead, the enthusiasm of the Mortal Dao practitioners surged to an unprecedented level. Everyone was discussing how to accumulate enough merits, choosing between Taoism or Qigong, and how to pass the trial of the Dharma Statue.

Wei Dongliu was too lazy to care about these trivial matters. After most of the government affairs were handed over to Madam Jiang, he finally had some free time to go out for a walk and check the current situation of Fansheng Road.

After all, to become the common master of the six paths, one must first become the true master of the path of life. The Wanfa Tongxuan Sect may decline, but the path of life must become great again!

His appearance as the sect leader was too recognizable, so Wei Dongliu asked A Jing to use magic to completely conceal his handsome features and transform him into an ordinary cultivator with an unremarkable appearance.

Then he ran to the political affairs hall, which was responsible for issuing tasks, to check on the monks' situation.

It is a coincidence that about a few decades ago, Wei Dongliu, who had just built a small monastery, came here under the leadership of Witch Jiang to find Fanshengdao to register and pay fees, and established the Wanfatongxuanmen.

It was also here that Wei Dongliu witnessed for the first time how lame Fan Shengdao was, which was completely beyond his imagination.

In Wei Dongliu's original understanding, the Demon Cult should be a place where the strong prey on the weak, blood flows like a river, strong men emerge in large numbers, and the tyranny is wanton... However, he did not expect that the people here are all a bunch of money-hungry, poor, and worldly-wise philistines.

From then on, he made a great wish: one day, when he gets the power over the mortal world, he will make this sect shine again, bright and glorious, and no longer be called the direct descendant of Jiejiao!

Wei Dongliu was thinking with great enthusiasm when he was suddenly pushed from behind:

"Don't block the way! If you want to accept the mission, go in, don't block the door!"

He turned around and saw several unfamiliar monks of the Mortal Dao rushing into the hall in a hurry and shouting to the deacon:

"Is there any mission I can take? The more difficult the better!"

The stewards of the Life Path were also outer disciples, so they knew it was useless to argue with them, so they just said slowly:

"Three Buddhist practitioners were found near Nanlianggou. They need to be killed or expelled."

"That's it!" The monks immediately shouted, "The exact location and the enemy's intelligence, hurry up!"

"More than twenty people have passed by before you." The deacon continued slowly, "I guess you won't be able to catch up."

"More than twenty people?" Several monks of the Mortal Dao shouted in unison, "There are only three Buddhist monks, why do you need to send out more than twenty monks?"

"There were more than a hundred people who came to ask questions," the deacon replied with a chuckle. "About twenty of them went. Isn't that normal?"

Wei Dongliu, who was listening nearby, laughed secretly and went over to try to get closer to him:

"Senior brothers, I see there seem to be a lot of fellow disciples doing missions in the sect recently? There seem to be a lot more than before..."

"Aren't those inner disciples rushing to do the missions?" one of the monks cursed angrily, "There are too many monks and too little porridge now. How long will it take to accumulate enough merits to enter the Dharma Hall?"

"Brother Fu, be careful with your words!" The cultivator next to him hurried over to comfort him, "You have to persist for many years to complete the mission to accumulate merits. Those inner disciples don't have the patience."

"Once they realize that it is faster to please the master, they will naturally give up."

"Indeed." Wei Dongliu also agreed, and asked, "But can we also accumulate merits by completing daily tasks?"

"That's what the headmaster's wife said." A friendly-looking monk from the Mortal Dao nearby gave him friendly advice, "In the past, we gave out Spirit Stones when we completed missions. Apart from daily cultivation, we could use the remaining Spirit Stones as lunch money."

"It's just that in the market outside, spiritual stones are easy to find, but treasures are hard to find, so the prices of various cultivation resources are extremely high. Even if we save up more spiritual stones, it will not be enough."

"Now, in our Mortal Dao Sect, after completing a mission, cultivators can only receive a portion of the spirit stones, and the rest can be exchanged for merit records."

"Since merit is unique to our sect, we can use it to exchange for Taoism, so we don't have to compete with those cultivators outside. It is more cost-effective than exchanging it for spirit stones to buy resources outside!"

Wei Dongliu found this interesting and thought, isn't this the internal welfare of a monopoly market? Oh, this monk has some brains!

Seeing his admiration, the monk smiled kindly and said in a tone that did not take credit for himself:

"This is not something I came up with. It is a strategy for supporting the sect's cultivators formulated by Sect Leader Wei himself!... Hey, haven't you read that book yet?"

He took out a scripture from his bosom, handed it to me as if it were a treasure, and said:

"I just bought this from someone else. I can lend it to you. But be careful with it and don't get it dirty."

Wei Dongliu took it in confusion, and saw five large characters printed on the scripture:

The Thoughts of Wei