Chapter 394: The truth behind the demise of Trinity, the strongest headmaster in history

After a long while, when the old man of the ancestral temple witnessed the entire process of the destruction of the Taiqing Palace and recognized the familiar true spirits and the spirit image of the Taiqing Zhenjun, his emotions stabilized. He glanced at Jiang Mo with a complicated look and said:
"Which branch are you from?"

"Does your ancestor have a name? Tell me so I can verify it. In the past, three thousand of my disciples were attacked by the six sect leaders and their men. All of them died in the battle. I think there may be some who escaped by chance."

"The founder, Xu Jiahuai, whose Taoist name was Junche, was an old friend who lived 1,300 years ago."

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Hearing this, the old man from the ancestral temple fell silent. He searched every corner of his memory, but could not find the identity of this disciple. The past 1,300 years had been like a branding iron, piercing into his soul.

"Hmph. One thousand three hundred years? That's a long time."

The lonely voice echoed in the void. The old man was moved by the scene. Turbid tears overflowed from his eyes. His lips trembled and he murmured:
"I only remember one thousand seven hundred and eighty-two years"

"How can your ancestor be my disciple after hundreds of years apart?"

"Yes, he is not."

Jiang Mo admitted it generously, and then told him that the sect had only had the Reverse Life Technique, but lacked the real method.

".How did you learn it?"

The old man was puzzled. He had lowered his vigilance towards Jiang Mo a lot. To him, whether he was willing or not, the other party was far stronger than him. If he was really the head master or elder of the six sects, it would be a piece of cake to kill him directly, snatch the secret realm, and refine his memory.

"It just so happens that when I reached the second level of perfection, I traveled around the world, looking for an opportunity to break through. I suddenly had an idea and went to the ice field, hoping to break through in the extremely cold environment. Later, I came across a deserted temple and saw the corpse of a senior. I obtained the skills he left behind, and after years of refining them, I have achieved what I have today."

The scene that Jiang Mo was holding up in his palm changed again, reconstructing the scene of a deserted temple on the ice field. There was a stone tombstone outside the temple, and on the ruins inside the temple, there was a martial arts method carved in blood.

"!!!"

The old man from Zu Temple seemed to be stimulated by something, and his breathing suddenly became rapid. He was very familiar with the handwriting, but he could not remember the name of the disciple.

"I must have seen him!"

The long-lost memories were gradually restored, revealing the full picture. The old man muttered in confusion and thought for a while before he gave a nearly certain guess.

"This is my true disciple - Yu Lin."

"Back then he cultivated the fastest and had the most stable foundation. Yulin, is that him? It turns out you are the one who inherited his legacy."

"I don't know your real name, but I have received your kindness. What I have seen and heard now is really moving. If it weren't for the methods left by the predecessors, I would have found it difficult to revive my sect."

Jiang Mo raised his hands and bowed politely.

"No."

"Youngster, everything is determined by fate. I never thought that you and I would have such a connection."

"Over 1,700 years have passed. It has been a long and tormenting time, but it has not been a waste of time. Finally, I have met you. I am very happy."

The old man from the ancestral temple seemed relieved, and a ray of light appeared on his gloomy face. He said in a negotiating tone:
"My body died many years ago. Only this remaining soul has been forcibly staying in the human world. It has been blessed by the secret realm and has never dissipated. But I cannot leave here. I have a favor to ask of you. I hope you can help me."

"You say."

Jiang Mo considered the situation carefully. After sorting out the relationship between the Qing sect and this site, he felt respect for the elder in front of him.

"Inherit my Taoist tradition, reopen the sect, and bring life back to this world."

"If there is a chance, go and save those missing children."

"They may be imprisoned by the Six Sects. As the head of the sect, I am not able to rescue them. I feel very ashamed."

"Well, I would have done this even if I had never met you."

Jiang Mo agreed to the old man's request, but he was still puzzled and pondered:
"Senior, please forgive me for being so presumptuous, but may I ask which six sects they are, and what exactly was the crisis you encountered here that year?"

"Six Sects, what misfortune for our family. If there hadn't been a traitor who allowed them to take advantage of the situation, this wouldn't have happened."

Jiang Mo's words reminded the old man of his past. With a look of nostalgia in his eyes, he recounted a piece of unknown history.

"Our sect was founded 2,900 years ago. Our great master is Bai Wu, the one who taught us the Dharma. He is the origin of everything."

"Unlike the reverse life we ​​practiced, he was born with a perfect reverse life state. The method he created is the Trinity Sutra. To withstand the power of the 'method', one needs a strong enough body to support it."

"Many of us younger generations do not have the miraculous physique of our master. Fortunately, our master has shown mercy and created a method called 'Threefold Reverse Life'. We continue to practice it in order to approach and imitate his physique."

"Our great master lived for 4 years, but he stopped at the 5th level of Xuanming. Although he was the origin and explored the way forward for us, he also made mistakes and could not withstand the aging of his soul, so he passed away first." "Later, successive masters inherited the precious experience left by the great master, took cautious steps, and finally lived up to the expectations of their predecessors. They reached the height of the th level of Xuanming, but they still could not break the shackles of their souls and passed away one after another."

"And I, the sixth generation of the Trinity Sect Master, gathered the experience of my predecessors and broke through the 6th level of Xuanming in one fell swoop. I also found the three things, the bitter sea heavy water, the ten thousand tempered black gold, and the nine evil Yin soil, and melted them into a physical body to seek a higher realm."

"Alas, everything that goes up must come down. The story of all the changes started from my seclusion 1900 years ago."

Chang Qing and Zhuge Yu listened with bated breath and concentrated, not noticing that the ghosts around them were already moving away from them.

Jiang Mo had never expected that the old man he met was actually the strongest headmaster in the history of the Trinity Sect? !
Moreover, the ancestor mentioned by this senior was born with a perfect state of reverse life, which made him stunned. It turned out that the reverse life they practiced so hard was just a replica of the ancestor's physique.

"In the past, I had seven disciples and thirty-two disciples. The bad thing was that one of them colluded with the outside sect and secretly informed the six sects of my retreat. He also stole the sect leader's token, opened the entrance to the secret realm, and removed the mountain protection formation. Those bandits launched a surprise attack and almost killed all my disciples."

As the old man spoke of this nightmarish memory, his voice was hoarse, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

"At that time, I was trying to break through the 7th level of Xuanming, and I had already stepped over it, but I was startled and almost became a demon."

"After I came out of retreat, I saw the sect was engulfed in flames and blood was flowing like a river. I was so angry that I fought with the six sect leaders and elders. I was unable to turn the tide. I only killed a few powerful enemies and forced them to retreat. But I was defeated miserably and failed to protect anything."

"Six disciples, nine elders, and three thousand disciples all died."

"I blamed myself and cried, thinking that the root of everything was that I didn't know people well and ruined the inheritance of generations. Since then, I have been troubled by my inner demons and my realm has fallen from the quasi-7th level to the 6th level. The three extreme qi in my body also showed signs of differentiation due to my unstable state."

Tears welled up in the old man's eyes as he recalled the past. It was still vivid in his mind. He would never forget the hell that day.

"The six sects are Taiqing Palace, Bixuan Temple, Jiuchong Mountain, Taxu Palace, Jile Palace, and Zaohua Sect."

"I felt that my power was waning and there was no hope of reviving the sect, so I had the idea of ​​destroying myself along with the enemy. From the Paradise Palace, the Nine-Layered Mountain, to the Taiqing Palace, I broke through three secret realms in one go and killed many disciples and elders, but I was unable to destroy their mountain protection formations. In the end, I was severely injured and died in this secret realm. My soul became what it is today because of my obsession."

Jiang Mo was puzzled: "Senior, do the six sects have any grudges against you? Why did they attack your sect?"

"There are occasional frictions, but they are not a deep hatred. In the final analysis, people still have to eat each other in order to survive."

The old man from the ancestral temple sighed, not sure whether he was feeling regret or relief.

"Their secret realm is close to exhaustion. There are only two ways to continue the blessed land and cave heaven. Either plunder the mundane spiritual energy through magic arrays and spiritual treasures, or attack other secret realms."

"At that time, the mortals were severely impoverished by dozens of secret realms and were close to breaking. It would take hundreds of years to regenerate spiritual energy, but some people in the six sects could not wait that long, so we became their prey."

"There is some controversy about this. If it was the day when our sect was exhausted, perhaps I would do the same. But what really made me angry was that almost all the secret realms at that time had a consensus, which was to join forces to expand outward and annex overseas and secret realms in more vast areas."

"In order to survive, we have no choice. Humans are the most cunning and selfish creatures in the world, let alone those of us who stand at the top of the species."

"But they took the initiative to tear up the agreement and attack our important place without authorization. This will inevitably bring disaster. The other twenty or so secret realms will also fall into killing and internal friction because of their actions. When they are targeted by the secret realms overseas, they will also suffer disasters."

"However, this is only a possible trend. I died in battle within a dozen days, and then was trapped in the secret realm for more than 1,700 years. I have no way of knowing many things in history. I am even less sure whether the six sects are still there or whether they have moved."

The old man sighed with regret. Once upon a time, he was the head of a sect, and his cultivation was among the strongest in the world. He was in great glory and his sect was at its peak of prosperity. However, it declined overnight. Even though more than 1,700 years had passed, when he recalled this gap now, he still felt bitter and painful in his heart.

"So, the continuation of the secret realm requires the absorption of mundane spiritual energy in order to exist?"

Jiang Mo asked the doubts in his heart again. He knew almost nothing about this aspect. Even though he had read ancient books, there were only a few records.

"Yes, and also wrong."

The elder of the ancestral temple shook his head and corrected his statement:

"The secret realm is originally part of the universe, just like the branches of a river. It is normal for some spiritual energy to flow to them."

“But the people in the secret realm, through their own means, forcibly modified the amount of plunder, which was against the will of heaven, sacrificing the mundane world in order to isolate themselves from the mundane world and enjoy prosperity for thousands of years.”

"If the secret realm dries up, theoretically the best way is for the people in the secret realm to stop asking for it and give the secret realm a certain amount of time so that it can recover."

Under Jiang Mo's insightful gaze, the old man from the ancestral temple said again:
"My friend, do you know how many years of life I have left in the Trinity Secret Realm?"

"I don't know, I beg you to give me some advice." Jiang Mo looked pious.

"One thousand two hundred years."

"The previous masters before me were not inferior to me, but they were not sure whether they could break the shackles of the soul, so they were unwilling to sacrifice the interests of future generations and the lifespan of the secret realm in exchange for the transformation of their cultivation, so they stopped at the 5th level of Xuanming."

"My generation has gathered all the knowledge of our predecessors and wanted to reach an unprecedented height, but I never thought that it would end up being just a dream. Alas."

(End of this chapter)