Chapter 105: Sister and brother go their separate ways, and have no birthdays from now on! Rooster Pleiades Day
The two lineages are divided and create killing karma, the dragon fights with the tiger in a fight between death and life.

This is the curse of the Shensha Sect. Since the founder passed down the Dharma, it has only been passed down in one lineage. If it is passed down in two lines, it will surely lead to killing, and dragons will fight against tigers until death.

Eighty years ago, Qin Youtian of the Shensha Sect managed to survive the great calamity in the Taoist sect. When he was on the verge of death, he accepted two disciples, and the two have been entangled with each other ever since.

The senior brother’s name is Cui Siye, who is a loyal and steady person, so when Qin Youtian was dying, he entrusted the treasure of the Shensha Sect to him.

Because of this, his fellow apprentice became dissatisfied, and the two of them gradually developed a rift, drifting further and further apart, to the point of fighting for life and death later on.

Ten years ago, Cui Siye had a keen insight into the destiny and knew that his time was running out, so he followed the stars and came to a small town in the south, where he accepted a disciple.

That is Wen He’s younger brother, Wen Qin.

“Her brother actually taught the Dharma privately?” Zhang Fan’s eyes darkened as he listened to Bai Buran’s words.

In fact, Cui Siye had taken a liking to Wen He at first sight. Her talent was far superior to that of her younger brother. However, Wen He had the Seven Killings in her fate and was born in the Ghost Month. If he taught her the Dharma, he might create killing karma. That was why he had to give up and choose his younger brother.

“Fate…always plays tricks on us.” Bai Bu Ran sighed softly.

Who would have thought that Wen Qin saw his sister’s aspirations, so on her fifteenth birthday, he taught her the Taoist methods of the Shensha Sect one by one.

In just two years, Wen He’s skills improved by leaps and bounds, even surpassing Wen Qin.

Wen He at that time naturally attracted Cui Siye’s attention. How could her skills be hidden from the eyes of the leader of the gods and demons?

“What happened next?” Zhang Fan couldn’t help but ask.

To teach the Tao privately is to steal the Tao, which is a serious crime in Taoism. In the least, one’s cultivation will be ruined, and in the worst, one will die.

“This is of course a serious crime. Not only Wen He is guilty, but even her brother is guilty. It is not a good thing to have a good reputation by betraying one’s master.” Bai Bu Ran’s eyes condensed into a line.

“However……”

“Cui Siye saw the hidden talent in Wen He. She was just working behind closed doors, but her attainments in the art of gods and demons were already higher than Wen Qin’s. She is a natural successor…”

“He felt compassion!?” Zhang Fan said subconsciously.

“That’s right!” Bai Bu Ran nodded and said, “If such a raw jade talent is polished, it will surely be able to expand the Shensha sect.”

“So, Cui Siye made a decision that went against his ancestors.”

“He accepted Sister Wen as his disciple!?” Zhang Fan guessed.

“Indeed.”

“One method passes on to two veins!” Zhang Fan murmured softly.

Bai Bu Ran’s face showed no sign of change, but his calm voice rang out again: “Just this one thought has laid the seeds for a disaster in the future.”

“Wen He is too talented. As for people… once they shine too brightly, they will block out the light of others.” Bai Bu Ran sighed.

“Cui Siye sighed at his ability to comprehend the divine and evil spirits. His focus gradually shifted, and his gaze seemed to always stay on Wen He. As for Wen Qin… he seemed to have been forgotten in a corner…”

“He is jealous!?” Zhang Fan guessed.

“It’s just jealousy, it’s just imbalance… Maybe it’s nothing. Boys are in their rebellious period. They don’t get attention and recognition, so it’s inevitable that they will become radical. There’s nothing wrong with that…”

“I’m afraid… He wants to prove himself all the time. If someone gives him a push…”

Having said this, Bai Bushan sighed softly.

“You mean…” Zhang Fan seemed moved, as if he had thought of something.

“That’s right…”

Bai Bu Ran seemed to see through Zhang Fan’s thoughts, and immediately nodded and said, “Cui Siye’s junior brother has found this place.”

“He hid in the dark, like the devil’s whisper, lingering in Wen Qin’s ears…”

“He didn’t do anything?” Zhang Fan asked.

“He is a madman. He prefers to play with people’s hearts rather than life and death… So, he began to teach Wen Qin secretly…” Bai Bu Ran sighed softly. As a spectator, he already knew the sad ending.

“You should know that the Divine Evil Path is a very special branch of the Star Fighting Technique…”

Because each person is born at different times, places, directions, climates, etc., the corresponding stars in the sky are also different. These stars reflected in the fate affect a person’s destiny throughout life.

Good luck is called God, bad luck is called evil, these are the gods and evil spirits.

The Taoist method of the Shensha Sect is to change the influence of the stars on people to produce all kinds of incredible results.

“Although that madman and Cui Siye were from the same school, they took completely different paths. He told Wen Qin that a person’s destiny is affected by the stars in the sky, but if you take these stars into your body…”

“Then isn’t it true that people’s destiny is controlled by themselves?”

“My fate is determined by myself, not by God… That’s what it means to be an immortal.”

“To have all the stars in one body? Is this kind of thing possible?” Zhang Fan had a strange look on his face.

“In Taoist practice, there is a theory that the human body is a small world. The meridians in the human body are like the meridians of heaven and earth, and the major acupoints correspond to the stars in the sky, but these acupoints are empty…”

“That madman has already obtained the essence of the Godly Evil Lineage. He knows the wonders of the stars moving and the constellations turning. He only needs to ignite these acupoints according to the correspondence between the stars in the sky and the human body…”

“The way of cultivation, the method of immortality… How many people have spent their whole lives pursuing this and have gone crazy.” Zhang Fan murmured softly.

Throughout history, there have been countless people seeking immortality, but only a few have achieved longevity. On this road that seems to have no end, countless people have come forward one after another, and countless wonderful ideas have been generated.

“But…what if we can light up those acupoints? Corresponding to the stars in the sky?” Zhang Fan asked the key question.

“When ordinary true fire illuminates various acupoints, the brilliance cannot be compared to the stars… In this world, only the innate light can be compared to the stars in the sky…” Bai Bu Ran said in a deep voice.

“You mean…”

“soul!?”

“That madman is from Wuwei Sect…” Zhang Fan’s expression changed slightly.

“That madman is not an ordinary expert from Wuwei Sect, but the Rooster among the thirteen zodiac animals…”

“Rooster!?” Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows.

“When the rooster crows at night, you can see the stars in the sky.” Bai Bu Ran said in a deep voice.

“Use the method of birth and death to seek the way of longevity through inaction, and steal life from the murderous intent…” Bai Bushan’s eyes were deep and his words were solemn.

“The evil people in Wuwei Sect are really good at deceiving people. It would be a waste of talent if they don’t do pyramid selling.”

“Wen Qin is too young. He was bewitched by just a few words. He was addicted to that kind of power. The pleasure of pursuing power made him unable to extricate himself…”

“Under the training of that madman, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds…”

“The distance between him and Wen He is getting smaller and smaller. Every time they compete, we can always see his incredible growth. Even Cui Siye is amazed…”

“That look, that praise, made Wen Qin more and more addicted to this power, but he and Wen He seemed to maintain a certain distance…”

“It seems that this distance can never be bridged, which makes him more impatient and radical…”

“Is he gradually lost?” Zhang Fan frowned.

Bai Bu Ran shook his head: “If that’s all, it might not be enough to crush him…”

“But at this moment, Cui Siye made a decision, a decision that brought his fate to a turning point…”

“What?” Zhang Fan asked subconsciously.

“Cui Siye decided to pass the [Shensha Fighting Clothes] to Wen He, which means that she is the only successor of the Shensha Sect.” The unfairness of fate was fully demonstrated at this moment. Obviously, he was the only successor, and the so-called sister was just taking advantage of him and learning a few tricks from him. But why, in the end, her sister took away everything from him, the love of the master, the inheritance of the Shensha, and even the treasure of the sect fell into her sister’s hands.

“At that time, Wen Qin had already cultivated the souls of many people, and his mentality gradually became distorted…” Bai Bu Ran said in a deep voice.

No one could take away everything from him, and no one could surpass him… This was the only thought in Wen Qin’s mind at that time.

He found the madman, the so-called uncle-master, and took the last step.

“The last step?” Zhang Fan was puzzled.

“There is an extremely vicious magic in the Shensha Sect…” Bai Bu Ran pondered for a moment and then said.

“You should know that in life, we are not only affected by the gods and demons in the sky, but also by other natal stars. Among them, the ones that have the greatest impact on us are the parents’ palace, the spouse’s palace, and the children’s palace.”

“If you want to achieve immortality, you must sever your mortal ties… If you can draw your parents’ starlight to yourself, without birth or death, without a father or a mother, then you will be able to transcend your original limits…”

“This method is called [Severing Relatives]…”

“Could it be…”

Zhang Fan’s eyes trembled, and a guess suddenly arose in his mind, but he didn’t dare to believe it.

“That July… the ghost month in the lunar calendar, people were already burning paper money on the street to commemorate the dead… it was also Wen He’s birthday…”

“That day, she returned home, and Wen Qin gave her sister another great gift in her life.

The bodies of both parents are hanging by a thread, and the red candles are burning to attract the stars.

In the pool of blood, her parents had long since died. Wen Qin’s hands were stained with blood, and there was only madness in his eyes. He smiled at Wen He…

“This way, my sister won’t be able to take anything away from me.”

“Is it painful? Is it as painful as when you took everything from me!?”

The crazy laughter echoed in the coffin-like house, like a mockery of fate.

“Sister and brother have different paths, fighting to the death!?” Zhang Fan’s eyes sank slightly. He did not expect that Wen He, who had always been warm and gentle, actually had such a past.

“A war is inevitable… In the end, my sister won…”

Wen Qin died in Wen He’s arms. Before he died, he was repenting, just like when he did something wrong as a child. He just hugged his sister and died without being forgiven.

Looking at the bodies of his parents and brother, and his hands covered in blood, Wen He’s world finally collapsed…

She cried heart-wrenchingly, as if she would shed all the tears in her life at this time.

She was in a state of agitation, and remained awake for most of the night.

Cui Siye rushed over and used the [Star Prayer Method] to extend the life of Wen He’s soul, and finally pulled him back from the brink of darkness.

At this point, Cui Siye was almost at the end of his rope.

At this moment, the madman hiding in the shadows finally showed up.

He admired his masterpiece with brilliance in his eyes.

“You win…” Cui Siye lowered his head.

“Brother, you’ve already lost since you stepped into this small town.”

At that time, the madman told everything. He had great attainments in star fighting techniques and had long since stolen the secrets of heaven and calculated Cui Siye’s fate as master and disciple. He had come to this small town earlier than the latter.

“They are the gift I left for you… They are your nemesis… You are destined to stay here because of them…”

Hearing this, Zhang Fan couldn’t help but reveal a strange look. The masters of Wuwei Sect were very calculating and could play with people’s hearts. They were much more terrifying than he had imagined.

“Cui Siye’s dying counterattack finally helped him and Xiao Wenhe to escape. They fled all the way to the dam outside the city…”

“There, Cui Siye passed the [Shensha Douyi] to Xiao Wenhe…”

“At that time, that madman finally came over…”

“Cui Siye is dead… and little Wen He was thrown into the dam by him before he died. Whether he lives or dies is entirely up to God.”

Having said this, Bai Bushan sighed softly.

“She survived.”

“Yes, she survived and was picked up by me…” Bai Bu Ran looked at the ceiling, a hint of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

Since then, Wen He seemed to have an emotional disorder. It seemed that laughter was the only emotion in her mind, or rather, it was a mask that she used to hide her sad past.

“After that day, she never celebrated her birthday again.”

“Sister Wen…it’s too hard.” Zhang Fan sighed.

“Only after going through thousands of tribulations can one become an immortal…” Bai Bu Ran said in a deep voice.

Disaster is the elixir of life for practitioners. From the day one embarks on the path of practice, the road ahead is destined to be full of thorns.

“When the heart of Tao arises, the devil will appear.” Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

In his vague recollection, he didn’t know who told him this: as long as you have the heart to practice Taoism, there will be endless calamities and demonic appearances to test you, so the calamities of practitioners are much greater than those of ordinary people.

Late at night.

In the East Suburb Cemetery, Wen He rubbed his eyes, leaned over and placed the fruits and flowers he brought in front of the four tombstones in front of him. On each tombstone was written:

Father, the tomb of Wenliang.

Mother, the tomb of warmth.

Brother, Wen Qin’s tomb.

Master, the tomb of Cui Siye.

“I’m here to see you again!”

Wen He smiled faintly, the night wind blew, and her falling hair covered her face.

“Xiao Wenhe, after all these years, I didn’t expect you to be hiding in Yujing City.”

At this moment, an old and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the dark night, echoing in the cemetery that stretched as far as the eye could see.

When Wen He heard the voice, her body trembled slightly as if she was electrocuted.

“Brother, you really have a good disciple…”

dong dong dong…

With the sound of slow footsteps, the voice was getting closer and closer. Wen He turned around and saw an old man with white hair coming in the night and moonlight.

“Jin Maori!” Wen He’s pretty face was pale as she opened her lips slightly and uttered the name that she would never forget until her death.

“Junior brother, long time no see.” Jin Maori grinned as he carried a bag of apples.

Rumble…

As soon as he finished speaking, the glasses that Wen He was wearing suddenly shattered, and a murderous intent that was as tangible as a substance rose into the sky.

“Kill you!”

(End of this chapter)