"The heavy rain hasn't stopped for two days, it's gotten even worse, I reckon no one will be going up the mountain today either, oh well, this storm is good for sleeping."
"The town lord wants me to hunt a tiger, he wants tiger bones for soup, tiger penis for liquor, not sure what he wants to nourish with those tiny nails, how troublesome."
"The rain is still pouring down, seems like the Little Jin River is about to burst, who knows if someone will manage it or not."
"Alright, no one's managing it, and who knows how long this rain will last."
"The rain hasn't stopped, and two more families have fled to the mountain, but how many people can this shabby Taoist temple house? After the heavy rain comes a huge plague, what will we do then?"
"All plump and well-fed during normal days, now something happens, there isn't a hand lent to help, a bunch of donkey-kicked goods."
"Think of a way, the living shouldn't be stifled to death by their own piss."
"Came up with an idea, screw it, when heroes divide the land, one more Taoist won't make a difference, let's kick open the town lord's granary first."
Zhang Ze finished reading this passage and closed the 'Fengshui Secret Skill,' glancing at Tang, "Shall I read more?"
"Read an egg! I already know how the Ancestral Master made his fortune!" Having said that, Tang gestured for Zhang Ze to return the book.
After receiving the old book, Tang inhaled and exhaled to calm his mood, then opened it again for a closer look.
But in Tang's eyes, this book still looked the same as it did in the past.
He opened the pages, revealing the mountains and rivers of Heluo, all weather phenomena, stars shifting, and three thousand Taoist Techniques.
Tang looked at it again and again; it remained the same.
"Can't you see it?" Tang asked Zhang Ze again.
Zhang Ze shook his head.
"Nope, I only see the Ancestral Master's rebellion diary. I was just at a crucial part, it wrote about joining the Daqi Rebel Army, and self-proclaimed as True Man Zixuan."
Tang waved his hand, signaling Zhang Ze not to say more, and continued to scrutinize the Fengshui Secret Skill.
Since this book was passed down by the Ancestral Master, it has gone through the hands of several sect leaders, but the broken book remains nameless. Due to the visions of mountains and rivers that appear upon opening, allowing comprehension of fengshui knowledge, it got named Fengshui Secret Skill.
But now, this kid Zhang Ze claims it's the Ancestral Master's rebellion diary...
Tang looked up and stared at Zhang Ze for a while, suddenly feeling relieved.
As the saying goes, with many lice you don't itch, with many debts you don't worry. The kid even strings up Golden Core as bracelets, so reading a book and having some peculiar findings is normal.
Anyway, it's not a problem with this Fengshui Secret Skill, it must be his problem.
"This matter is confidential, must not be shared outside. Kid, you're naturally dense, unable to grasp the mystery of this book, that's just the way it is.
"Come, let me tell you about moving mountains."
"Understood, sir." Zhang Ze extended his hand to Tang again.
"Why are you extending your hand?" Tang was puzzled.
"To read the book, I haven't finished it yet!" Zhang Ze had only read half when he first looked at it, there's still the latter half to see.
Before Tang could question, Zhang Ze explained, "Think about it, sir, the Ancestral Master recorded his lifelong knowledge with Divine Techniques in this book, what does this suggest?"
"Suggests the book is important!" Once Tang caught up with Zhang Ze's meaning, Zhang Ze continued.
"There must be some secret in this book, that's why the Ancestral Master used this method."
"Using the knowledge of Fengshui Secret Skill and texts on the mountains and rivers to obscure the book's original content, so that outsiders can't see it, and to prevent you from tossing it aside as junk."
After listening, Tang furrowed his brows.
"That's not right, the Ancestral Master's things were also left to us. As for outsiders, you're the outsider, kid."
"Who's saying I'm an outsider, aren't I your junior brother? You personally bestowed it, our names are still engraved on the Dragon Tiger Mountain iron scroll."
Zhang Ze uprightly mentioned his first meeting with Tang in Diannan when Tang insisted on making him sect leader.
"Here, here, here, you're not an outsider, I'm the outsider." Tang handed the book back to Zhang Ze, then signaled him to go to the side and read, stop bothering him.
After getting the Ancestral Master's rebellion diary, Zhang Ze continued reading the part he hadn't finished.
Since it wasn't a novel, but merely a collection of essays, the recorded content was somewhat disorganized.
With a treasure-hunting mindset, Zhang Ze read word by word, flipping to the end, but found no earth-shattering secrets within.
However, if forced to find a secret, it was that the name of this Dragon Tiger Mountain branch wasn't given by the Ancestral Master.
This side of the Four Continents, the source of Taoist Sect originated from Primordial Witchcraft. After the Primordial era ended, the inheritance became chaotic, and before Dongqi unified the chaos and established the Immortal Dynasty, numerous Taoist Sect inheritances all claimed to be the orthodox.
Until Ten Kingdoms Chaos pacified, Dongqi unified, the Dragon Tiger Mountain branch flourished, becoming the leader of Taoist Sect. After Dongqi fell, Dragon Tiger Mountain became one of the Six Sects in the world.
Regarding this, the Ancestral Master's rebellion diary documented as such:
[The fighting has become dull, if it continues, it'll lead to another Ten Kingdoms Chaos. Wonder what plans that self-proclaimed King Qi has now.]
[That emissary was quite interesting, it's indeed time for a name change. Qingyi Path is somewhat unlucky, having solitary succession for generations, both poor and impoverished, Dragon Tiger Mountain does sound better.]
[Done fighting, I'll leave the world to King Qi to toy with, this Taoist is off to cultivate immortality.]
"Kid, did you find anything?"
Just as Zhang Ze was lost in thought, Tang appeared behind him like a ghost again.
"Nothing, all idle chit-chat." Zhang Ze returned the book to Tang.
"I told you, the Ancestral Master wrote it for fun, there's no secret."
Seeing that Zhang Ze found nothing, Tang was quite pleased. After storing away the Fengshui Secret Skill, he finally turned to serious business.
Tang waved his hand, and the Compass that was sent out earlier and disappeared in mid-air reappeared, shortly after, Tang retrieved it into his hand.