Chapter 313: Record Book Authorization! Two Old Daoist Priests!
【Special family inheritance stone tablet: this is an important technique for a cultivation family’s inheritance. Family cultivation methods, sorcery, spells, and other inheritable content can be inscribed on it. However, the content cannot be viewed from the outside at all. Family members must sit cross-legged within the stone tablet’s range and focus their minds in order to see it.
Restriction: only family members recorded in the record book can view it!
Erection condition: a blessed land where there is spiritual energy nourishing the stone tablet! 】
Chen Han saw this remark information, and its function was basically the same as the family inheritance stone tablets that appeared in Shu Shan Swordsman World.
In fact, many xianxia novels had similar things. The protagonist would always encounter a cave mansion ruin left behind by some sect or family, then see an obviously ordinary pillar or stone tablet that either drew the protagonist’s consciousness into another space or released drifting cultivation method characters.
In the end the protagonist would gain a fortuitous encounter and climb another step.
These were all essentially the same type of thing as the family inheritance stone tablet.
It was just that, in Shu Shan Swordsman World, the family inheritance stone tablet had one more safeguard: only those of family bloodline could inherit and study.
Here, however, the game system had given an even stronger safeguard: only family members recorded in the record book could study it. Others simply could not see the inscribed content at all, not even other family members.
This was definitely protection for the family inheritance.
But the fact that this family inheritance stone tablet also required a blessed land and spiritual energy nourishment made him want to complain.
Where would the Chen Clan get a blessed land, and where would spiritual energy come from in reality?
Was this not making things difficult?
The item was given, but then this condition was added. You could only say the game system was a bit excessive. Unless it immediately gifted him a blessed land, otherwise this was too much.
When Chen Han came back to his senses, his uncle and the others were already enthusiastically discussing their own daoist names. Developing the Chen Clan under the banner of a Daoist Sect Heritage Family had made them feel guilty before, since none of them were on record.
They had feared trouble from the Daoist Association.
Now they were no longer afraid.
Aunt-grandmother also reminded them: “Since we are already on record, once the identity information is sent to the association, in daily life everyone should wear daoist robes or daoist plain clothes as regular clothing and not be too casual.”
With her speaking, Chen Lin and the others naturally nodded.
As for Chen Dalong, Chen Dao, and Chen Linlin, of course they followed whatever the elders said.
Seeing that the recording was finished, Chen Han also went up and took back the record book. He was only at ease keeping this thing with himself.
After that, he instructed, “Aunt-grandmother, Fifth Uncle, Sixth Uncle, you are of senior generation. First organize the clan genealogy, then work backward to determine the ancestors’ generations and assign generations for the juniors.”
The clan genealogy generations would naturally follow the Three Mountains Five Characters Generation sequence.
However, unlike the record book, the genealogy-only generations were just for Chen Clan members as ordinary people.
Only by leaving one’s name in the record book would one count as a member of the Daoist Sect and be eligible for application materials to be submitted to the Daoist Association.
There was a distinction.
So the record book conditions would be stricter.
Uncle suddenly asked, “Xiao Han, if we assign generation characters and some people don’t come back, or have other ideas?”
Chen Han understood what his uncle meant.
The Chen Clan was such a big family. Although poor overall, there were always one or two who did better and then looked down on their own clan, afraid of being associated.
Of course, this was also a social issue. Many people from the same village or clan did not keep in touch; when they did, it was to borrow money, which was quite annoying.
Sometimes if a child lacked money for school, or there was a shortage for marriage, those who could help would help.
But most of the time it was things like having no money to treat a girl to a meal and borrowing a bit, or no money for gambling and borrowing a bit, which was purely disgusting.
There were also those who, after making it, came back wanting to be the boss, insisting on managing the family and being made clan leader.
If such people could lead the clan to develop, making them clan leader was fine, but more often they only enjoyed that flattery and lofty feeling.
Yet no one could really criticize them. They had earned money, and whether to help the clan develop was their freedom.
In this new era, there was no need for moral coercion.
Only now the situation of the Chen Clan was different. They had become one of the orthodox Daoist lineages and could arrange the generation-character genealogy.
If the clan notified them, then either they obediently cooperated with the clan, or from now on they would not enter the clan genealogy and have no further connection with the Chen Clan; the bridge was the bridge, the road was the road.
Put it this way: being included in this genealogy was their honor. If they did not want this honor, then so be it.
So he also instructed his uncle: “Uncle, notify them first. If they really despise our Chen Clan and do not want to enter our Chen Clan genealogy, then in future they will have no relationship with the Chen Clan. The houses they have in the clan, we Chen Clan will buy them with charm coins.”
“Mm, I understand.” Chen Lin nodded.
This was the best.
Right now the Chen Clan needed to be united as one. It was good to remove such factors while they had the chance.
“Right, Sixth Uncle, junior sister, come to my courtyard in a bit,” Chen Han added to the two of them, then took the record book and left the ancestral hall.
The ancestral hall was not open to the public. There was another exit, so he did not encounter tourists.
Calling Sixth Uncle and his junior sister over was naturally to authorize the Beast Taming Flute （Lion Head Goose） and Magic Qin （Chaos） for them.
These items were of no use to him, but they were useful for the clan’s development.
Before, because of binding, there had been no way to let others, including the patriarch, use them. Now with the special function of the record book, he could grant authorization, so naturally he would not waste it.
Mainly it was just authorization and could be withdrawn at any time, so it was no concern at all.
After returning to his own courtyard, he entered the hall, took the Beast Taming Flute （Lion Head Goose） and Magic Qin （Chaos） out of the game warehouse, then placed them on the stone table in the courtyard, waiting for Sixth Uncle and his junior sister to come.
When Chen Han sat down on the courtyard lying chair, he received a call from Daoist Priest Li, the president of the Daoist Association.
He answered in puzzlement, “Daoist Priest Li, how come you have time to call me again? Want me to block a typhoon again?”
Daoist Priest Li felt a bit awkward at these words and said, “Chen Family Head, we are not talking about that topic today. Someone contacted our association wanting to reach you. Right, they are from some geography and terrain research association. They want to invite you to join and will jointly guarantee you as an honorary professor at a university.”
“What? Me, a professor?” Chen Han was suddenly a bit dumbfounded.
Daoist Priest Li explained, “They said you would first be an honorary professor, and after a period of time you can convert to a full professor title. You can rest assured on that, Chen Family Head.”
Chen Han was speechless. “No, I mean I don’t understand geography at all. Back in school I only barely passed geography.”
Daoist Priest Li teased, “Chen Family Head, that’s not important. What matters is, with feng shui geography science coming out, they need your influence. For this kind of thing, either it’s for money or it’s for fame.”
“Wasn’t there that so-and-so Nie before? He donated a building, used some pretense to study abroad, and came back using this approach to become a professor. If he hadn’t praised Little Japan and called Little Japan’s leaders his third uncle, he would not have been exposed so quickly and have his reputation stink across the internet.”
“So, as long as you don’t say things like ‘young people should work in factories more and not only care about personal income’ or ‘we must not raise workers’ salaries, low wages are our advantage, people’s wages are too high and should be reduced to a reasonable level,’ no one will know you actually don’t understand anything.”
“…” Chen Han only felt his three views shatter.
Now he knew why there were so many expert professors in society, all kinds of bizarre ones. You would not notice when you looked at the title, but once you heard them speak you felt they emanated pure stupidity.
So that was how these expert professors came to be.
According to Daoist Priest Li, it was easy to tell the real from the fake: just look at fame and money.
Real experts and professors were basically doing their academic and research work, or being called by the state to handle major projects, or leading students in universities to tackle problems.
Those constantly posturing online, chasing fame and profit, were likely bricklayers and beasts instead of true experts.
What serious expert professor would go into live streams yelling for orders?
So, take that recent “Student Li Ming collectively exposed by calligraphy masters” incident. Those so-called calligraphy masters said his work was street style trash that made calligraphy evil…
In fact he was just a primary school student whose calligraphy gained over two million fans, and they were jealous.
So the current swarm of experts, professors, masters, and grandmasters online was really unspeakable.
These people let you see their nature at a glance.
“Daoist Priest Li, just pretend you never contacted me. I will also act like you never defiled my ears with these words. I’m hanging up.” Chen Han directly hung up.
He thought, what is wrong with the good title of Chen Family Head?
Why would a good person go become a beast?
What a joke.
After hanging up, Chen Han sincerely recited the 《Ancient Quiet Heart Art》 several times before calming the disgust he felt after being tainted by those bricklayers and beasts.
Those people should be glad they were not in front of him, or he would have arranged hemorrhoid infliction, bite teeth, and refine yin transform yang for them all.
A moment later, his junior sister and Sixth Uncle arrived.
His junior sister entered and greeted, “Senior brother, you specifically called me and Sixth Uncle over. What are your instructions?”
Chen Han pointed at the Magic Qin （Chaos） and Beast Taming Flute （Lion Head Goose） on the stone table and said with a smile, “These two items were refined by a special method and have special effects. Junior sister, you should have experienced last time’s dancing feeling, right?”
“Mm, mm!” Xiao Yu nodded immediately. Last time when Crooked Mouth Dragon King and the others were there, as soon as her senior brother started playing, she felt out of control and directly started dancing.
Not only her; Crooked Mouth Dragon King and the others did too, as well as the surrounding tourists, turning the martial arts field into a massive dancing scene.
“Senior brother, you mean that scene had to do with this qin?” Xiao Yu realized, her face full of disbelief, but thinking of that uncontrollable feeling, no one would believe it had no special cause.
Chen Han nodded and handed the Magic Qin （Chaos） to Xiao Yu. “This qin was specially refined. Now I’m giving it to you. From now on, only you can use it.”
“Go have Xiao Mi teach you to play 《bad guy》, 《la la la》, 《apt》, and 《beat it》, these four pieces. They will make people unable to resist dancing.”
“Ah, you’re giving it to me?” Xiao Yu took the qin, her face inexplicably excited.
If so, could she play anytime and have the surrounding tourists involuntarily start dancing?
Suddenly it felt very fun.
Chen Han picked up the Beast Taming Flute （Lion Head Goose） and handed it to Sixth Uncle. “Sixth Uncle, I know you’ve been trying to play the flute, but ordinary flutes are useless. You need this specially refined family flute for it to work, and it can only control the lion head geese.”
“Lately you’ve been taking care of those lion head geese. This flute is for you to use. From now on, you should regularly take the lion head geese out for a stroll so tourists can film videos and take photos.”
“As for the playing method, I’ll write it as a score tonight and teach you tomorrow.”
Sixth Uncle took the Beast Taming Flute, and he could not hide the smile on his face. “You’re really letting me use this?”
At his age he could still be very shrewd. He had long guessed that the flute in the family head’s hand was special.
The family head always used that flute when playing.
Now that the family head had given the flute to him, his excitement was imaginable. From the bottom of his heart, he promised to take the lion head geese out for walks morning and evening.
He had previously treated the six geese like grandsons, often taking them out.
The 100 geese were even more miraculous, which he liked very much, but he had no way to make them obedient and did not dare take them out to play.
Now with this flute, things would be easy.
After Chen Han explained to the two for a bit, they left his courtyard, eager to study their new items.
Especially Xiao Yu, who immediately went to find Xiao Mi. “Xiao Mi Jie, hurry and teach me 《bad guy》, 《la la la》, 《apt》, and 《beat it》, these four songs.”
Xiao Mi looked at her in confusion. “Why do you suddenly want to learn these pieces? Before you said you preferred sword dance.”
Xiao Yu promptly put the guqin on the table. “It’s different now. Senior brother has given me a guqin and said playing these four pieces on it can make people want to dance, just like last time.”
Xiao Mi recalled it. Back then she could not control herself and started dancing.
After this period of time, she had suspected the guqin might have some special effect.
After all, they had seen the miraculous repair of the Thunder Fire Refining Golden Summit. It was easy to accept some miraculous things.
“Xiao Mi Jie, do you think senior brother is treating me too well, giving me this qin?” Xiao Yu was full of joy, her smile overflowing, impossible to hide.
Seeing this, Xiao Mi felt a bit envious, but thinking of having spent so much time alone with Chen Han and gaining so much advantage from the feng shui book, she felt she should be satisfied.
To be honest, her feng shui ability was now better than those daoist priests’.
…
In the courtyard.
Chen Han picked up the record book. Behind his junior sister’s and Sixth Uncle’s names, there were obvious changes. A qin symbol after his junior sister’s name and a flute symbol after Sixth Uncle’s.
He had not drawn those marks; it was a function of the record book itself, reflecting that they had been granted the right to use special props.
Other clan members, without authorization, would find those items useless even if they got them.
If he wanted to rescind authorization, he could do it directly through the record book.
After that, he returned to his room, took out brush and ink, and began composing the Beast Taming Flute score: four musical notes to control the four skills of guard, formation, charge, and dominance.
Since Sixth Uncle had been playing the flute lately, teaching him later should not be hard.
In the evening, after dinner, Chen Han returned to his room and cultivated for a while.
Late at night, he focused on the Dream Entering Realm and thought of Wu Yan from earlier that day.
The tourists brought by him had contributed a lot of wish power today. Chen Han wanted to see whether he could really bring people into the Dream Entering Realm at night.
Under the night sky.
A bus drove into the Chen Clan Parking Lot. On board were Wu Yan and several tourists. Among them, nine were his tourists who had definitely received the blessing.
There were also some who had asked him questions; they too had received blessings.
So he had exchanged Weixin contacts with them and accepted the duty of serving these tourists.
Today was also his first time systematically leading tourists into the Chen Clan Dreamscape.
When the bus reached the parking lot, Wu Yan took out a pill and said, “Everyone, this pill is a special Chinese medicine pill. Its effect is to increase your chances of dreaming after you fall asleep. Of course, if you don’t trust me, you don’t have to take it.”
Having come this far, the tourists would not refuse, and they were not afraid anyway. Since they were within the Chen Clan’s area, if he had ill intent, he would surely be unlucky.
As pious believers, having received the Heavenly Lord of Demon Subjugation’s blessing, they naturally believed that doing evil would be punished, especially since some of them had personally seen people being punished.
So they took the pill and quickly fell asleep.
Wu Yan did not hesitate either. He took the pill and soon fell asleep leaning on a recliner.
……
In the Dream Entering Realm of the Special Soul Summoning Banner, once Chen Han came in he turned his gaze to the emerging dreams, looking for Wu Yan’s dream.
Several dreams had appeared, but none belonged to Wu Yan.
Those whose dreams had collided already realized what was going on and were gathering to chat.
“This is unbelievable. It’s actually real.”
“Yeah, we really came in. Are you also staying in the feng shui rooms?”
“We’re all staying in feng shui rooms.”
“…”
Suddenly, a certain area drew his attention. There, sixteen dreams appeared almost at once or in quick succession.
That meant sixteen people started dreaming one after another and were pulled in.
This scene also drew the attention of those who had entered earlier, and they all looked over.
Moments later, something that stunned them happened.
A man walked out from those dreams holding a tour guide flag. “Dear tourists, what you are seeing now is the Chen Clan Dreamscape. You can not only see your own dream scenes, but also see other people’s dreams.”
“And that light gate you want to ask about is right outside over there. Just look up and you can see it.”
Leading the group out, Wu Yan spoke while introducing, which made the tourists behind him all shocked and unable to help praising:
“Xiao Wu, we really came in. You’re amazing. Choosing your bed and breakfast was the right call.”
“Brother Wu, you really are awesome. Others said this was fake.”
“Haha, Brother Wu can even bring us in here to visit.”
“…”
Compared with Wu Yan’s tourists, those who had come in earlier were completely dumbfounded, staring at this scene in disbelief.
People online all claimed this was fake, yet the Chen Clan now had a tour guide who could lead tourists into this dreamscape?
My god.
Was this not too crazy?
If people online found out, what kind of reaction would they have?
“Guide, do you have a method to bring people into this dreamscape?” One of the earlier tourists could not help stepping forward to ask Wu Yan.
“There are conditions to come in. If you want to consult me, I’ll give you my Weixin. Add me after you wake up.” Wu Yan said with a broad smile, then recited his Weixin contact.
Watching from the dark, Chen Han was astonished.
This former deceitful guest was really talented, actually managing this. He truly should find a chance to meet him.
At this moment, Wu Yan had already led the group beneath the light gate. “See? This is the light gate people talk about online. Entering this gate takes you into the Immortal Valley created by that old daoist priest of the Chen Clan.”
“It’s just that I still haven’t confirmed the way to enter it, so I can’t take you inside yet. Otherwise you could also see the Doubao AI generated mark in that corner of the Immortal Valley.”
These words again stirred the interest and curiosity of the tourists who had come in later.
Someone asked, “Guide, are you saying that entering that light gate is also real?”
“Of course. That old daoist priest of the Chen Clan is still in there!” As Wu Yan spoke, he walked under the light gate, and to everyone’s shock, he was directly drawn into it.
The earlier tourists were left gaping.
The online rumors denying the Chen Clan had all turned out to be real. Someone really could enter the light gate.
Even more important was the news that the Old Daoist Priest Chen of the Chen Clan was still within the Chen Clan Dreamscape, inside that light gate?
Could that be why no one had been able to find him?
Chen Han, however, was obviously stunned. Doubao AI generated?
What the hell?
Did the Special Soul Summoning Banner fail to remove the AI watermark when copying that image?
This was a bit hard to handle.
But seeing Wu Yan enter the light gate, he instinctively exited the Dream Entering Realm, took out the Thousand Illusions Mask, put it on, and transformed into the old daoist priest.
He could use this method to meet the reformed deceitful guest.
Afterward, he chose to enter the special dream realm again.
In the Immortal Valley dream.
Wu Yan appeared once more, and the old daoist priest appeared again. But this time, shock showed on Wu Yan’s face.
He had noticed something abnormal. This Old Daoist Priest Chen was repeating the same words as last time.
Even the way he produced the tea set, brewed tea, and put on that pretentious act was exactly the same as before.
Then he poured Wu Yan a cup of tea again.
The scene made Wu Yan dazed. There was not the slightest change.
Could it be that every time he came in here, the old daoist priest he saw was like this, as if set up as some kind of programmed template?
This…
As he stood there holding the tea in a daze, a voice sounded behind him. “Don’t be too surprised. This is just a remnant shadow I left. You can treat him as an NPC.”
Startled, Wu Yan turned his head reflexively and then gaped in astonishment.
Two… two…
