Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 639 - How Much Does it Cost

Chapter 639: Chapter 639 How Much Does it Cost?

Chapter 639: Chapter 639 How Much Does it Cost?

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Feng Jun found his question to be a bit of a sore point for the father-son duo of the Guo family, who struggled to reply.

After a long pause, Elder Guo finally sighed softly, “My Guo family… actually inherits the Daoist lineage of Weiyu Mountain.”

“What?” Feng Jun thought he must have heard wrong and couldn’t help but frown.

Elder Guo grew even more ashamed, “It’s truly because the incense offerings at Weiyu Mountain have withered away, and its glory is no more…”

He couldn’t help feeling ashamed, as Weiyu Cave Heaven ranked second among the top ten Cave Heavens, while Wudang couldn’t even be listed among the Thirty-Six Minor Cavern Heavens, and its place among the Seventy-Two Blessed Lands wasn’t secure.

In the Tang Dynasty, Wudang was once ranked ninth among the Seventy-Two Blessed Lands, but by the Song Dynasty in Zhang Junfang’s compilation of the major Daoist collection “The Essentials of the Seven Section of the Taoist Canon,” in the section “Cave Heavens and Blessed Lands,” Wudang Mountain wasn’t even ranked among the Blessed Lands.

Of course, these rankings were controversial, but what was undisputed was the feeling of shame that Elder Guo felt at that moment.

“I understand,” Feng Jun nodded understandingly, “That place is not a true place for quiet cultivation after all, without incense offerings, it cannot gather popularity, and to attempt to do more is futile.”

Hearing this, Guo Haiyun felt a bit displeased. He glanced at Feng Jun and said, “Mountain Master Feng, my patriarch received fortune from Weiyu, which was passed down intermittently. The decline of Weiyu has nothing to do with us.”

The way the father and son addressed Feng Jun was quite interesting. While Elder Guo referred to Feng Jun as a fellow Daoist, Guo Haiyun called him “Mountain Master Feng”; otherwise, wouldn’t the father and son have to call each other fellow Daoists?

Feng Jun found the title “Mountain Master Feng” rather amusing.

However, the most crucial point was that Elder Guo and his line admitted to being descendants of the Weiyu lineage, but they were not part of the current Quanzhen Sect. Instead, they came from the ancient Weiyu lineage, with an ancestor from the end of the Yuan Dynasty attempting to reclaim their Daoist temple, only to be expelled by the Official Government.

Later on, the Weiyu lineage gradually turned into Martial Cultivators. By the time of Elder Guo’s martial master, they had joined Wudang, enriching Wudang’s martial arts.

By the time of Guo Haiyun’s generation, they were essentially fourth-generation Wudang disciples, and he and his father also recognized themselves as part of Wudang.

But in the end… they carried the Weiyu Mountain lineage.

If they hadn’t encountered Feng Jun, in a few more generations, the Weiyu Cave Heaven might have become just a historical legend.

But having met him, they harbored thoughts of reviving the Weiyu lineage. This was not so much about ambition, but more about not wanting the Weiyu lineage they descended from to vanish as a Daoist cultivator.

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Feng Jun was speechless. You and your son have quite the standing in Wudang already, dedicating your efforts to this matter, is it appropriate?

Of course, this was not something for him to worry about. He just listened quietly, waiting for the other party to state their intentions.

Elder Guo hadn’t expected Feng Jun, despite his young age, to be so composed, showing no curiosity and unwilling to join the conversation, making Elder Guo feel a bit bored speaking by himself, leading the hall to fall into an eerie silence.

Wang Haifeng, feeling somewhat displeased, couldn’t help but glance at Sister Hong— aren’t you going to say something?

Sister Hong subtly shook her head, the movement very slight, before encouraging him with her eyes: You go ahead.

Coach Wang, having just advanced to martial master status, was filled with self-confidence. Seeing the situation, he spoke without reservation, “Please forgive my boldness, Elder Guo, but shouldn’t there still be a Daoist temple of Weiyu by now? It should be up to them to discuss this lineage.”</p>

“That Daoist temple is a later establishment, not part of our ancient Weiyu lineage,” Elder Guo spoke gravely, knowing what the other party was questioning, “The related negotiations can be handled by us; our young friend need not worry,”

“What am I worrying about,” Wang Haifeng replied with a wry smile, “The revival of the Weiyu lineage is your affair; it has nothing to do with Luohua Manor. When Weiyu Cave Heaven reopens, we just need to attend and offer congratulations.”

“My young friend is joking,” Elder Guo replied with a smile, “Of course, when Weiyu Cave Heaven reopens, we will still need to ask for Feng Daoist’s generous assistance.”

It was somewhat inappropriate for Wang Haifeng to interject in such a situation. However, Feng Jun took on the persona of an esteemed figure, not wanting to haggle with the other party, and moreover, he considered himself, in any case, the master of Luohua Manor, holding a status above this Elder of Wudang.

By the principle of equality, perhaps only the head of Wudang could speak to him on equal terms, so he did not stop Wang Haifeng from speaking.

“Elder Guo must be joking,” Wang Haifeng blinked, speaking seriously, “As an Elder of Wudang, the best support for reopening a Cave Heaven would come from Wudang. Furthermore, if you wish for incense offerings to thrive in the future, you will need to rely on Wudang.”

These words were somewhat harsh, but they were true. Weiyu Cave Heaven had long fallen into disarray, hardly living up to its name, while Wudang was indeed flourishing. If managed well, they might be able to divert some followers to Weiyu.

Elder Guo could only laugh helplessly, “If Wudang could offer assistance, we people of Weiyu would not be putting on airs of holding the second-ranked Cave Heaven. We do know how to be grateful for the virtues of preserving the Daoist lineage. However, regrettably, on the matter of reopening the Cave Heaven, Wudang has no one who can help.”

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In the end, he let out a sigh, “Otherwise my master and grandmaster would have asked for help long ago.”

That was indeed the reality. Disagreements among the Daoist sects were true, but mutual aid was also common. Although Wudang might at best be considered just one of the blessed lands, looking at the top ten Cave Heavens now, whose incense is more flourishing than Wudang’s?

Even if not ranked as a Cave Heaven, their popularity is there for all to see, so if they could help restart the second Cave Heaven and sustain the cultivation lineage, they’d probably be happy to do it. Not only could they do a favor, but they could also show their strength.

What’s the second Cave Heaven? We at Wudang don’t rely on our predecessors and are perfectly capable of helping them restore what has been lost. Which family has the upper hand, do we even need to ask?

He made sense, but Sister Hong couldn’t help herself, “Elder Guo, I don’t mean to offend, but I’ve been to Weiyu Mountain, and please forgive my bluntness, it’s really quite ordinary there.”

“Yes,” just then, another person walked in. It was no other than the travel expert Feng Jing. She had spent the previous night with her mother and husband. Although the couple was practically strangers to each other, it was still New Year’s Day, and they had to keep up appearances.

She came to the manor today and heard this conversation as soon as she entered.

She might have let other things slide, but when it came to discussing sceneries, Director Mei couldn’t resist chiming in, “I’ve visited many famous mountains and rivers, and Weiyu Mountain…that can’t even be called a mountain. It’s just a few small hills, even Mount Luojia is taller than it, and they’re talking about a Cave Heaven?”

Feng Jun had never been to Weiyu Mountain, but he was familiar with Mount Luojia; he saw it every day for four years in college. He couldn’t help but be startled, “No way, it’s not even as tall as Mount Luojia?”

Elder Guo had a profound recollection of Feng Jing. If he remembered correctly, the most valued by Maoshan was Feng Jun, and the second was this woman. So he wasn’t angry, but instead joked with a smile, “Mountains are not judged by their height, but by the presence of immortals.”

Wang Haifeng couldn’t help but interject upon hearing this. He had also visited Mount Luojia and East Lake, “If it’s not even as tall as Mount Luojia, isn’t it more than just not being about the mountain’s height? It’s not even a mountain, right?”

Seeing a group of people ganging up on her father, Guo Haiyun finally lost her composure, “Cave Heaven, Cave Heaven… do you even know what a Cave Heaven is? Even if you don’t, you should at least be aware of the phrase ‘another world within a world,’ right?”

“Alright, another world within a world,” Feng Jun gestured with his hand to stop the disciples’ chatter, and then spoke with a pleasant expression, “We’re used to joking around without regard to propriety, Elder Guo, please don’t take offense.”

“It’s quite alright, everyone here has their own temperament,” Elder Guo laughed it off, showing his open-mindedness, “As practitioners of the Dao, what we seek are our sincere and innocent natures.”

“It’s all my fault for spoiling them,” Feng Jun humbled himself once more, then asked aloud, “Elder Guo, I presume you came here to teach me something?”

“To teach, no, but I do have a request,” Elder Guo realized that playing coy wasn’t going to help, “We wish to revitalize Weiyu Cave Heaven, and Wudang will only support this. Please, friend Feng, in the name of our shared Daoist lineage, do not hesitate to lend us your assistance.”

Feng Jun nodded, “Help that is within my power, I will give, but is it a lack of building funds that you’re missing?”

The other party wanted to rebuild the Dayou Kongming Realm, the illustrious second Cave Heaven, not just any minor temple, it was something with history. Now that they’ve raised the issue to the height of “Daoist lineage affinity,” it wasn’t a problem for him to contribute some money.

He had just dealt with Shen Guangming in Jin City. Since Shen was not suited to work on the Chaoyang construction, why not go to Weiyu Mountain? Surely there would be no problem there.

However, Elder Guo wasn’t here for money, though he needed it, too. But issues solvable with money rarely posed real problems. Not to mention the greeting gift he brought with him was worth quite a sum.

He cautiously asked, “If I may be so bold, friend Feng, what benefits did you reap from assisting Maoshan in the revival of the Jintan Huayang Celestial Part?”

Feng Jun was taken aback, looking at him strangely, “Does Dayou Kongming Realm also have a Storage Magical Artifact?”

“A Storage Magical Artifact… how could that be possible?” Elder Guo said with a wry smile, shaking his head, “Such treasures aren’t just possessed by anyone at will.”

“Heh,” Wang Haifeng chuckled dismissively. His master had already forbidden everyone from interjecting, so he didn’t dare to contravene, but having just acquired a Storage Talisman and thinking about such items, nearly everyone there had one, he couldn’t help himself.

What second Cave Heaven… All ten Cave Heavens combined might not even have as many storage treasures as Luohua Manor. What’s the point in rebuilding such a Cave Heaven? It’s laughable how seriously you’re taking this.

This laugh, laced with undertones, how could Elder Guo not understand? But given the situation, he truly couldn’t muster up the anger.

There were rumors among those of the Daoist Sects that Luohua Manor had Storage Magical Artifacts, and not just one. Some people simply were not comparable to others.

Guo Haiyun, being relatively younger, found it harder to keep her composure, her face already flushing slightly.

Elder Guo laughed openly and honestly, “Friend Feng, you have great fortunes and great opportunities that we cannot match… I only wanted to know, should I ask for your assistance, how would the fee be calculated?”

“You want to ask for my help?” Feng Jun looked at him with an almost mocking smile, clearly suggesting: Can you afford me?

But in the end, he chose a more diplomatic way of speaking, “Elder Guo, all I want is to peacefully cultivate.”