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Reception room.

"Dear guests, please take a seat." Lin Bufan walked slowly and calmly, waved his sleeves, and slowly sat down.

Zhu Xuanji, Shen Lingshu, Ning Jiufan, Ning Zhuo, and Lin Shanshan all sat down.

Lin Bufan slowly raised his hand, signaling the Wanyaomen's servants to serve spiritual tea and pastries.

Ning Jufan stroked his beard and smiled, and spoke first: "Tea and cakes are not important. Sect Leader Lin, please tell me about the Linglang Yingzhao Wall in the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's attention was immediately attracted.

Ning Zhuo also laughed: "So that's how it is. The treasure in the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave is the Linlang Yingzhao Wall? Please forgive my ignorance. I have never heard of the Linlang Yingzhao Wall."

He and Ning Jiufan sang the same tune, and the two grandfather and grandson cooperated tacitly, just like a joint attack from the left and right, encircling Lin Bufan who was on the throne.

This made Zhu Xuanji look sideways and Shen Lingshu raised his eyebrows.

After Ning Zhuo appeared, he sent a message to Zhu Xuanji, telling him how he found the treasure in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave. His original intention was to cure Yuan Lao's illness and plot against the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit in Huoshi Mountain, but an accident happened. Yuan Lao and Ning Jiufan were both subdued by Lin Bufan and became captives. Please help Zhu Xuanji!

Shen Lingshu secretly speculated: "This Ning Zhuo is really good at scheming! This time he specially invited Zhu Xuanji to use the power of our royal family and the reputation of the God of Detectives to check and balance Lin Bufan."

"Zhu Xuanji fell into the trap! Unfortunately, he had to fall into the trap."

"Look at what this mysterious wall of reflections is."

Zhu Xuanji sighed deeply.

He thought to himself, "Ning is quite courageous. He put himself in the game and became a prisoner one moment, but now he is calm and composed."

"The northern wind is indeed admirable."

Lin Bufan was in a heavy mood.

He knew the current situation very well! Although he seemed to be the boss and had been operating here for hundreds of years, he was the local boss, but in terms of the situation, he was the weakest.

Lin Bufan was already wary of the fighting power of the Ning family's grandparents, Zhu Xuanji, and Shen Lingshu, not to mention the huge forces behind them.

"Zhu Xuanji and Shen Lingshu have come together. I'm afraid there are powerful people from the royal family hiding in the dark during this trip."

The enemy is numerous and we are few, so defeat is inevitable.

When Lin Bufan welcomed Zhu Xuanji and Shen Lingshu into Wanyao Valley, he already understood this.

What he needs to do now is to stand firm in this defeat and safeguard his own interests and the interests of Wanyaomen!

Therefore, facing the tacit "attack" of the Ning family's grandfather and grandson, Lin Bufan did not directly explain what the Linlang Yingzhaobi was.

But he also knew that he had to explain the matter.

So, he pointed at the tea that had been presented and placed in front of everyone and said, "Back then, I was still a Jindan, with insufficient talent for cultivation, and it was difficult for me to overcome the difficulties and advance to Yuanying."

"In distress, I chose to travel around the world, looking for opportunities."

"Thank God, I accidentally entered the formation in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave and ran into Zhang Huaixu."

Zhu Xuanji frowned: "Cursive Master Zhang Huaixu?"

Lin Bufan nodded.

Zhang Huaixu is a historical celebrity who was born after the Forbidden Dynasty and before the Yeyu Dynasty.

He practiced Confucianism in his early years and was upright in calligraphy. After being demoted as an official, he planted plants, rested and rested, and expressed his feelings.

Over time, he learned the truth from plants and trees, took the heaven and earth as his teacher, and integrated nature into his spiritual cultivation. He studied calligraphy and created a unique style of cursive script, called "The True Words of Plants and Trees", in which every stroke is natural and seems to be generated naturally. The characters he wrote may be as fast as a storm or as soft as a light cloud, all of which contain the rhythm of heaven and earth.

Later generations revered him as the Grass Saint! The history books clearly recorded that the Grass Saint had long passed away. However, Lin Bufan encountered him in the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave. It was obvious that this Grass Saint was not the same Grass Saint as the other one, and was related to the Linlang Yingzhao Wall.

As expected, Lin Bufan said the next moment: "What I encountered was certainly not the Grass Saint himself, but the image of himself that he left in the wall after he discovered the clues of the reflection wall here. You can also understand it as the Dharma body."

“Although I don’t have the talent for cultivation, the Grass Saint Dharmakaya also gave me guidance and taught me some of his inheritance.”

"I received this inheritance, understood some of the true words of plants and trees, and succeeded in cultivating spiritual herbs. With this, I broke through the pill and became an infant, and was promoted to a Yuanying cultivator."

Next, it is the intelligence that Ning Zhuo, Zhu Xuanji and others were able to find out.

Lin Bufan, relying on his Nascent Soul cultivation, rose to become the leader of Wanyaomen. He carried out drastic reforms, using various means to eradicate dissidents, eliminate corruption, consolidate the foundation of Wanyaomen, and eliminate the termites.

One of his most famous methods was to bypass the old conventions and contracts and directly relocate the entire mountain gate to its original location, so that even if many contracts of old forces survived, they lost almost all of their profits and became nothing more than empty words and waste paper.

Lin Bufan said: "I paid a heavy price to move the entire mountain gate to the Wanyao Valley. On the surface, it is because there are abundant spiritual springs here, which is suitable for cultivating various medicinal herbs and giving full play to the inheritance of the Grass Saint that I obtained."

"Actually, I want to continue looking for opportunities in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave."

"After that, I went down into the cave many times, but was blocked by the formation. I fought again and again, but no matter how many times I failed, my determination could not be shaken."

"Finally one day, Grass Saint Zhang Huaixu appeared again. He told me that Lingbi was of great importance. Even if it had no owner, the waiting owner should be a pillar of the human race. A genius among geniuses would never become the private property of an ordinary cultivator like me. He told me to give up my extravagant hopes."

“I was depressed for a long time because of this.”

"One day, I was inspired and created this magical tea. Please taste it."

Everyone in the hall was caught off guard.

They had been listening to Lin Bufan recounting his secret past, but they didn't expect him to suddenly change the subject and talk about Lingcha.

But everyone had just listened attentively with all their heart, and at this moment they still had inertia and couldn't help but cast their eyes on the cups at hand.

The cups are simple and antique, and look like red pottery. There are many potholes on the surface of the cups, giving them a feeling of being crudely made.

In the cup, the tea leaves are as orange-red as the autumn sunset, and the texture of mountains and rivers is faintly visible on the leaves.

Shen Lingshu became interested and took the lead in picking up the cup and taking a sip.

He tasted it and immediately praised, "Good tea."

It is better to be clumsy than to be polite.

When you first taste it, it’s slightly astringent, with a subtle woody aroma, just like the cool air that blows in your face when you first enter a mountain forest.

As the tea soup slides into your mouth and you savor it carefully, the tea flavor gradually deepens, producing a slight sweetness that leaves an endless aftertaste.

After drinking, there is a warm feeling in the throat, as if you can see the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, standing quietly in the years. There are also words whispered by old friends in your ears, which makes people immersed in it and inevitably feel melancholy.

Seeing that everyone was sipping tea in silence, Lin Bufan said at the right time: "This tea was created by me. I named it 'Old Man in the Mountains and Rivers'. The tea tree is rooted in the poorest soil. It needs to be infused with the essence of thousands of herbs every day in order to grow and produce tea leaves."

"I am grateful for the memory of my ancestors, and I will make a fresh start based on this."

"On the one hand, I found many orphans, measured their talents, and accepted them all as disciples. On the other hand, I asked the original mountain god to infiltrate the Wanyao Valley and the other three peaks for long-term planning. Finally, I implemented a new policy to attract monks to stay on the Xiaozheng Peak and encourage them to fight continuously. In this way, I won the goodwill of Yingzhao Wall."

"The Brilliant Reflection Wall was originally the wall of the palace of Fairy Jingyu. Fairy Jingyu was a scholar who studied the arts and magic collected from all over the world with the help of Emperor Wu's treasury. Over time, the wall became spiritual and acquired miraculous powers."

"It can reflect all kinds of people in the world and preserve specific images. You can understand that this is a special Dharma body."

"The cursive calligraphy master Zhang Huaixu whom I met before was one of them. It was specially left behind by the cursive calligraphy master himself at that time to pass on to future generations."

There was silence in the hall.

On the one hand, everyone was quickly accepting the impact of this secret information. On the other hand, everyone was also filled with emotion.

Lin Bufan suffered a setback, but he did not give up. Instead, he found another way and tried various other methods.

He has been operating here for hundreds of years. This is a century-long strategy. He is steadfast, patient and patient, waiting for the opportunity.

The magical tea he created, "Old Man from the Mountains and Rivers", is not just his way of expressing his ambition. He wants to emulate people like Zhang Huaixu, the Master of Cursive Script, whose ambitions are everlasting and unchanging! Lin Shanshan's eyes were red, and she was most moved.

Ning Zhuo secretly praised him as amazing.

It was obvious that Lin Bufan was in a passive situation, he was plotted and suppressed by the powerful reinforcement Zhu Xuanji, but Lin Bufan was very good at dealing with people.

He accepted the embarrassment of the Ning family's grandparents. On the surface, he confessed his past and explained the secrets of the Linlang Yingzhao Wall, but in fact, he used this opportunity to explain his ambitions, the hardships he had experienced, and how much effort he had put in for this opportunity! This made people like Ning Zhuo, after hearing and tasting tea, have to sigh that Lin Bufan was not easy, and he had a lot of understanding for him, and the hostility in his heart was reduced a lot.

Lin Bufan continued, "Top-notch talent is extremely rare, and I have been searching for it for many years without success."

"I have many disciples, and I want to win by numbers."

"As a result, until now, only one person has been noticed by the images of several ancient sages in the reflection wall, and has been taught and guided many times."

"This is my eldest disciple Linghu Jiu."

"I am relieved, but I also know that my beloved disciple is lazy and straightforward by nature, especially when drunk, he often expresses his feelings without paying attention to etiquette."

"It is precisely because of 'Drunk Moon Seeking Immortality' that he succeeded, and it is also because of 'Drunk Moon Seeking Immortality' that he failed. Linghu Jiu has such a talent and nature, so I can only find out the omissions and make up for them."

"Therefore, I concealed the truth from him and secretly designed a drink named Yousi Ming Brew to deceive him and make him believe that this was the combined effect of the drink and his talent, which could communicate with the underworld and enable him to receive the teachings of the sages and have his doubts resolved."

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“In fact, as long as they are within the scope of the Wanyao Valley, even if they do not go deep into the underground cave, as long as they are noticed by the image of an old friend in the reflection wall, the cultivators can obtain the inheritance.”

Ning Zhuo nodded slightly.

At the beginning, when he saw the Five Elements God Lord again under the Lingyin Willow, he felt quite strange.

Hearing Lin Bufan's words at this time, it can be regarded as a verification of what he had said before.

What Lin Bufan said must be true.

I prefer to believe it.

This was not because he believed in Lin Bufan's character, but because he trusted Zhu Xuanji more. As a divine detective, Zhu Xuanji had the ability to identify lies because of the flickering golden light in his eyes. He had used this method many times in Huoshi Xiancheng.

Lin Bufan now looked at Ning Zhuo, his smile slightly bitter: "I thought everything was safe."

"Who would have thought that when Young Master Ning Zhuo met my beloved disciple for the first time, he would have such a pleasant conversation with me that he even took out the Yousi Ming Brew and gave it to Ning Zhuo to drink."

"It would be fine if it was just an ordinary wine tasting, but Young Master Ning Zhuo also won the favor of the Dharmakaya of the Five Elements Divine Lord and received the inheritance."

"It would be fine if he got drunk in the cave and obtained the inheritance. But Young Master Ning Zhuo obtained the inheritance of the Divine Lord again after entering the Xiaozheng Peak Cave."

"If it were any other cultivator, they would have been overjoyed to receive such a gift. But Young Master Ning Zhuo is very thoughtful and has an extremely steady temperament. Once he found a flaw, he seized it and acted as fast as lightning. He led my eldest disciple directly to the magic circle and discovered the secret path in the mountain leading to the original mountain."

Having said that, Lin Bufan sighed deeply, looking bleak.

Ning Zhuo felt something was wrong and opened his mouth to speak.

Finally, Lin Bufan said: "After you have had your tea, why not try this cake?"

"This pastry is not my creation, but was created by my daughter Shanshan and my eldest apprentice Jiuer. It is called Feihua Suiyu."

At this point, Lin Bufan had already firmly taken control of the conversation, not giving Ning Zhuo any room to maneuver.

Ning Zhuo chose to be patient and took the pastries as Lin Bufan wished.

The surface of the pastry is light golden with slightly mottled cracks. A small amount of white sesame seeds and almond crumbs are dotted on the surface, which looks like flying flowers scattered on jade, classical and elegant.

When he put it in his mouth and chewed it, Ning Zhuo discovered that the inside of the pastry was soft and glutinous, mixed with unevenly distributed raisins, orange peel, grapefruit peel and almond crumbs.

Ning Zhuo ate three in a row and found that each one tasted different.

This is mainly because the ingredients in the pastry are not evenly distributed, which makes him have new expectations every time he eats one and becomes curious about the next one - what will it taste like?

The sweet and sour taste of raisins? Or the slightly sour and bitter taste of orange and grapefruit peels? Sometimes it is the crunchiness of almond powder. The taste of each bite is different, just like the variables in the layout, which is difficult to predict.

The layered texture of the cake becomes more obvious after repeated chewing, gradually changing from soft to a delicate and sticky feeling. Sometimes the sudden appearance of raisins or sweet and sour orange peel brings unexpected surprises.

Ning Zhuo suddenly realized something and began to praise Lin Shanshan's innovation.

Lin Shanshan quickly humbled herself, saying that this was just a child's play. She was perfunctory about the homework assigned by her father. She became impatient after only making the body of the jade cake, so she sought help from her senior brother.

As a result, Linghu Jiu was lazy in character. When making the spirit cake, he was craving for wine and could not help drinking a lot, resulting in uneven distribution of the ingredients.

But the mistake has its merits, and it actually contributes to the uniqueness of this piece of flying flowers and broken jade.

Zhu Xuanji, Shen Lingshu and others all felt something while eating the spiritual cakes.

The next moment, Lin Bufan's words verified their perception. The head of the Wanyao Sect slowly spoke: "Feihua Suiyu is a younger generation, and brought a surprise to me, an elder."

"It also tells me that my children and grandchildren have their own blessings and opportunities. As an elder, if I just carefully arrange things according to my own wishes, it might be foolish and I shouldn't force it too much."

"Alas...people's hearts can change."

"In the past, I accepted many disciples and taught them to practice successfully in order to obtain the Linlang Yingzhaobi."

"But now, I want these younger generations to grow up more safely."

"For example, Young Master Ning Zhuo's visit to the Wanyao Sect is like the flying flowers and broken jade, which brings great surprises to our sect!"

"Your interactions and encounters with my daughter Shanshan and my eldest disciple Jiuer are like these ingredients combined to form a unique and novel spiritual cake."

"Alas, I am old, I just hope you will have good karma and good results in the future!"

Lin Bufan spoke earnestly, with the kind and gentle demeanor of a benevolent elder at home who is concerned about his descendants.

Ning Zhuoxin sighed: "It's too high!"

“I learned a lot.”

Lin Bufan's words of mediation allowed him to make progress despite his defeat.

The atmosphere in the reception room was greatly relaxed. Zhu Xuanji and Shen Lingshu were strong and oppressive, with the intention of calling the army to question the culprit. But at this moment, the two of them developed a lot of good feelings towards Lin Bufan and had more understanding of the latter.

Lin Bufan used tea and pastries to cleverly explain his ideas and gain the recognition of others. At the same time, he also used the relationships with Ning Zhuo, Lin Shanshan, and Linghu Jiu to narrow the distance between him and the Ning family and turn enemies into friends to the greatest extent possible while retaining his face and dignity as the leader.

He is worthy of being Lin Bufan, worthy of being the powerful figure who has been running the entire sect for hundreds of years.

How could Wanyaomen not prosper under a leader like him?

Ning Zhuo discovered with shame that compared with the social skills of Lin Bufan, his frequent use of life-threatening tactics was actually a form of degeneration, a lack of ambition and laziness.

"Master Lin Bufan is a great man!"

"I will take him as an example and study hard!!"

"If I always use the Life-Hanging Divine Ability to assist, how can I possibly improve in this area?"

"Although the threat of life hanging by a thread is powerful, due to my cultivation level, I cannot grow a Nascent Soul. Even if I grow one for Linghu Jiu, it will be discovered."

"But this kind of communication skill is like a spring breeze that sneaks into the night, moistening things silently."

"Wonderful, indescribably wonderful."

Immediately, Ning Zhuo decided to rely less on supernatural powers in the future and focus on exploring his own potential.

It is not difficult to use supernatural powers, but the difficult thing is to be able to do it with ease without using them.

Ning Zhuo witnessed such a realm and ability in Lin Bufan today.

"It is true that magic is limited to cultivation, but wisdom is infinite!"

(End of this chapter)