AWB Chapter 310 Praying for Blessings, Praying for Blessings Again, Bringing Good Fortune, Bringing Good
Chapter 310 Praying for Blessings, Praying for Blessings Again, Bringing Good Fortune, Bringing Good
Zhong Lingxin smiled.
With her master gone to the Middle Realm, given her current cultivation level, it would be best for her to stay in the Wanfu Sect.
Now, even if you try to get rid of her, she won't leave.
However, some things need to be said first; she's not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of others.
Soon, Amitabha's divination was completed. This time, he frowned again: "This Feng Yu is not far from us, but he is not doing well either. He has been contracted by someone. Many of you immortals who ascended from the lower realm have been contracted by someone."
Seeing the anger in Zhong Lingxin's eyes, Amitabha sighed and said, "The Immortal Realm is cruel. You who ascended from the lower realm have no roots or foundation."
Everyone knows that those who ascend from the lower realms are the chosen ones of their respective realms, and their aptitude is exceptional.
Even if one only soaks in the Immortal Cleansing Pool for two or three days, one is still better than most immortals.
I've made a pact with you, so you don't have to worry about anyone coming to rescue you, and even if you're killed, you don't have to worry about anyone seeking revenge.
Who wouldn't want to be a slave to such a good slave?
Let me tell you, you absolutely must not go to rescue them.
Now, everyone in the southern border region is looking for you; you can't just walk right into their trap.
Zhong Lingxin knew she couldn't just go to him, but now that she knew Uncle Feng Yu was having a terrible time, she naturally wanted to rescue him.
Amitabha's eyes darted around, and he said, "I'll find a way to save you, but you have to promise me you'll stay at Wanfu Sect."
Zhong Lingxin lowered her head and remained silent.
Amitabha became impatient: "I've already kept you here so long, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
Zhong Lingxin sighed softly, "There's always something I haven't said yet, do you understand?"
Amitabha was speechless: "The...the meaning is not yet fully expressed?"
Zhong Lingxin nodded and said, "Isn't this a common trait among us ascended cultivators? We always think that after finally ascending, we should come to the Immortal Realm to make a name for ourselves and show our talents. I also know that it is extremely difficult to establish a sect in the Immortal Realm, but Wanfu Sect is located in this small city on the edge of the Southern Realm. If I stay in Wuyuan City and Wanfu Sect, I am afraid that I will never achieve my ambitions and will always have regrets in my heart."
Upon hearing Zhong Lingxin's words, Amitabha immediately laughed: "Haha, that's simple, too simple. With the Wanfu Sect's sect token, you can relocate to another immortal city at any time. As long as you have the ability, you can even move to Nandu City. No, you can move to any realm you want. The immortal realm has no restrictions on the relocation of sects."
Zhong Lingxin raised an eyebrow: "Really? Then can I change the name of the sect?"
Amitabha was surprised that Zhong Lingxin was dissatisfied with the name of the sect.
Why not call it Wanfu Sect? The name itself brings good fortune, making the sect's development twice as effective!
Zhong Lingxin shook her head: "Wanfu Sect is good, but it emphasizes good fortune too much. Immortals who are not on the path of good fortune and merit will avoid it as soon as they see the name."
I still hope to come up with a powerful and resounding name, so that I can attract more immortals.
Actually, we should cultivate our own blessings if we should cultivate blessings, and cultivate our own methods of killing if we should cultivate killing; everyone should cultivate their own.
When Amitabha heard that those who were supposed to practice killing should do so, he shook his head vigorously, saying, "No, no, no, how can you practice killing! That only diminishes your blessings, you cannot practice it, you cannot practice it."
Zhong Lingxin shook her head and said, "I was just saying that."
In fact, some killings are not necessarily bad.
For example, if you kill a villain who is about to commit murder and robbery, and save a village of innocent immortals, wouldn't you say that also brings good fortune?
Amitabha nodded: "Of course, this is cultivating good fortune. However, we immortals of fortune can also increase our good fortune by praying for blessings and performing good deeds. Therefore, very few immortals of fortune engage in fighting and killing."
Zhong Lingxin nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. But the blessed immortals are a minority after all. Those who cultivate other paths and often do various tasks can't be expected to come and pray for blessings and good fortune. A great sect should have all kinds of paths running parallel and a hundred flowers blooming."
Amitabha nodded.
Zhong Lingxin continued, "We need to expand our sect and recruit more disciples. With more disciples, we need corresponding sect rules to govern them."
We must not allow them to do anything that harms the sect.
Think about it, the larger the sect, the more resources it will naturally have.
Do you really need to pray for others' good fortune and earn those pitiful fairy crystals?
"Just the two of us, bearing the name of a sect, spending our days trying to earn some immortal crystals to pay taxes, without even having time to cultivate, and stuck in this remote, desolate town with sparse immortal energy. I'm not doing this."
Amitabha nodded frantically.
He's had such a tough life these past few years, constantly praying for people's well-being, hoping for good luck and more good fortune. While others have enjoyed their blessings and good luck, he's been worked to the bone.
Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes.
Alas, he had originally envisioned himself sitting high in the main hall like his patriarch, enjoying the worship of his disciples and grand-disciples.
But my abilities are really limited.
Now that Zhong Lingxin has such ambitions, he will definitely assist her.
He decided.
I agree with Zhong Lingxin's idea.
They can relocate whenever they want, and change their name whenever they want.
The day after tomorrow, he will definitely throw the title of sect leader onto Zhong Lingxin's head.
From now on, he can just be an ancestor.
By the way, he did say that Zhong Lingxin was willing to be his junior brother or even his master.
Zhong Lingxin, what would you like to be me?
Having resolved her inner conflict, Zhong Lingxin naturally stopped worrying about becoming a junior disciple's master.
Even if someone tens of thousands of years old called her "Master," she wouldn't dare to answer.
Alright, let her call him Master.
After all, she was also extremely interested in Fortune Path.
Amitabha was overjoyed to become the master, his mouth agape. He barely managed to maintain a dignified image as he accepted Zhong Lingxin's kowtow, happily relinquishing his position as sect leader and becoming a retired patriarch.
Zhong Lingxin, however, was holding the sect leader's token of Wanfu Sect and the Wanfu Sect's asset list, and wanted to buy a block of tofu and smash her head against it.
Wanfuzong was truly poor.
It's unclear who received all that good fortune, but it certainly didn't bless their own sect at all.
Wanfuzong did indeed originate in Wuyuan City, and has been developing there for generations.
According to the records of the Wanfu Sect, half of Wuyuan City originally belonged to the Wanfu Sect.
However, as each generation of sect leaders sold off their ancestral property to make ends meet, Wanfu Sect was reduced to having only this small, dilapidated courtyard to live in peace.
If she had ascended to immortality a few years later, perhaps Wanfu Sect would have had to move out of Wuyuan City, find a dilapidated piece of land outside the city, erect a sign, and show that Wanfu Sect still existed.
The most pressing matter is that it's tax time again next month.
Apart from this small, dilapidated courtyard, the only other assets of the Wanfu Sect are a few jade slips containing cultivation techniques in the main hall, and the sect leader's token that was passed down to her.
But that cultivation technique jade slip was only treasured by Wanfu Sect; other immortals probably wouldn't even bother to glance at it.
To cultivate the Path of Fortune, one must first be a Fortune Immortal.
For immortals who are not blessed, holding those jade slips containing cultivation techniques is no different from each of them holding a broken stone on the ground.