At midday, the young Daoist priest Qinghai opened the door of the Daoist temple and, holding a long sword, practised his swordplay against the scorching sun outside.
As he practised, the young Taoist priest occasionally took a few longing glances at the interior of the Taoist temple.
The inside of the Daoist temple was a different place from the outside.
Outside, the sun was scorching the earth, so hot that people wanted to shed several layers of skin. Inside the Taoist temple, however, it is cool and refreshing, without a trace of heat, with only a refreshing breeze wafting back and forth, like a different world.
Of course, this other world was not accessible to the young Taoist priest for three hours. When he was caught by the master for not paying attention to his sword practice, he was punished to practice for three hours, and could not enter the Taoist temple until he had practised enough.
If he did not practise hard enough, he could not enter the Daoist temple either.
“Little Taoist priest, you are so inattentive, I am afraid that even if you practice for another six hours, you will not get anything out of it.”
The soft and refreshing sound of a gentle laugh was like a breeze, which made the sweaty young Taoist priest feel as if he had drunk a pot of cool mountain spring.
But then, with a jolt, the young Taoist priest held his longsword and shouted, “Who is it?”
The tip of the sword moved and was aimed precisely at the spot where the sound was made. At this moment, the young Taoist priest was no longer in the sweaty mess he had been in before, his sword was nourished and his body was poised to strike like a hunting leopard, full of a refined aura.
Although the Ten Thousand Poison Sect did not set foot outside Shu Prefecture, it was extremely strong and domineering inside Shu Prefecture, and its disciples roamed freely.
In addition, Shuzhou is close to the chaotic Western Region and is a must-go destination. Many people who had committed crimes and could not stay in the Central Plains pa*sed through Shuzhou and went to the Western Region.
There are also many people from the Western Region who occasionally come to Shuzhou to fight, so Shuzhou is not peaceful either.
Although this Daoist temple is in a remote location, it is also because of its remoteness that many cattle, ghosts and snakes usually go here. The young Taoist priest has seen a lot of these cattle, ghosts and snakes, so he has naturally developed a cautious nature.
His sword, too, was stained with blood.
The tip of the long sword was pointed at the place where the words were spoken. But to his dismay, there was no human figure there, as if the previous words had been spoken by a ghost.
This scene made the young Taoist’s eyes shrink and he slowly moved backwards in small steps.
Naturally, the young Taoist priest, who was experienced in the world, did not take the appearance to be a ghost. There are no real ghosts in this world, only people who pretend to be ghosts. This was what his master had taught him, and the young Taoist priest had always remembered it by heart.
But if he could pretend to be a ghost so well, he must be much stronger than himself. So when he saw this, he stepped back quietly to save his own life. It was only right to let his master handle the matter.
But just as he was about to turn his eyes away and look elsewhere, another figure appeared in a place that should have been deserted.
With white eyebrows and white hair, a lotus crown on his head and a purple and white daoist robe, he looked like a man of the world.
When the young Taoist priest saw this, he became more and more cautious, and looked at the person who had strangely appeared with obvious hostility.
There are some people who appear to be moral, but in reality, they are not sure how nasty they are inside.
This was said by the master, and he specifically warned against this kind of Taoist priest who was selling his face. The young Taoist priest did not know why his master, being a Taoist priest, spoke ill of Taoist priests, but his words were always right.
“Who the hell are you?” Little Daoist priest Qing Hai bellowed in a deep voice.
“A guest, a mourning guest.” The Taoist figure topped with a worldly figure smiled and said.
“Poor Dao does not remember when Tian Zhen Guan had invited such a guest as you?” At the faint words, the Daoist Master of the Daoist Temple, dressed in green daoist robes, appeared outside the door, examining the uninvited guest.
With the appearance of this man, the heat outside suddenly became moderate, and a breeze seemed to flow on the flat ground. The breeze seemed to flow on the ground. It was as pleasant as a spring breeze and as refreshing as an autumn breeze.
Whenever you go there, it becomes a blessed place. Although this master had not reached the point of becoming a blessed place, his internal mind was influencing the external environment, and his realm was extremely profound.
“Master.” The young Daoist priest Qinghai called out in a low voice and ran behind this Master of the View.
“Poor Daoist Qing Yu, I was pa*sing through Shuzhou and heard that there is a senior member of the True Martial Sect sitting here, so I came to pay a visit.” Qing Yu said with an obeisance.
“Qing Yu ——” The master of the viewpoint recited this daoist name softly, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.
It was really a nostalgic name.
However, this trace of nostalgia was only fleeting, and the master’s face suddenly became cold and solemn, “Since you know the identity of the poor dao, you should not deliberately use this dao name to stimulate the poor dao!”
As the Master’s mind changed, the surroundings suddenly became stern and cold, as if a bitterly cold wind was blowing and the heat was gone.
There was also a sinking momentum that pushed the air out and slowly pressed in from all directions.
All of a sudden, the environment in all directions was suddenly dominated by the other side, and invisibly, they were all repelling and suppressing Qing Yu.
However, Qing Yu was unconcerned, only to see his demeanour relaxed, without any tension, instead, he still smiled lightly as he felt the situation around him, saying: “Xuan Wu Zhen Hai, White Tiger Killing the World, and even Qing Feng before that, Daoist Master Xuan Goblet, your Four Elephants Techniques can be integrated into the heaven and earth, and you have already achieved three of them. All that is missing is the integration of the Vermilion Bird Burning Sky Technique, and you will be able to reach the top of the True Dan and attempt to strike the realm of the Martial Dao of the Gods.”
Xuan Goblet gazed at the white-haired Daoist’s relaxed posture and could not help but feel a secret wonder in his heart.
Although he had not yet made a move, he had already pushed his qi to the limit, but under such circumstances, the other party seemed to blend into heaven and earth, indistinct and without trace, yet seemingly everywhere, with no point of force. The aura pressed against him was as if it had been punched in the air and had no effect at all.
Why would such an expert want to stimulate himself in the name of another person?
Xuan Goblet said he was a little puzzled.
But there were plenty of such shameless experts. The True Martial Sect’s Sect Leader was one of them, so Xuan Goblet was not surprised.
As a result, the situation around him became even more stern, and a murderous spirit was brewing. There was even an inflammatory energy that began to rise, trying to join the somewhat out-of-place aura.
“Slowly, slowly,” said Qing Yu, sweeping his duster, his eyes deepening, his aura becoming more and more indistinct, making it impossible for Xuan Goblet’s aura to be locked in, “Brother Xuan Goblet, my Taoist name is indeed Qing Yu. It is a coincidence that I share the same name as your deceased nephew.”
I suppose it was right to call him Brother Dao, I hope the dead ghost of a master didn’t pop out of his coffin.
“Coincidence?” When Xuan Goblet saw that Qing Yu kept insisting on this name, it also occurred to him that it would be a bit unnecessary for the other party to do so.
As such, Xuan Goblet’s face also cleared slightly, but it was still impossible to make him welcome Qing Yu.
“Coincidentally or deliberately, Tian Zhen Guan does not welcome you as an uninvited guest.” Xuan Goblet flicked his sleeve and turned around, and was about to turn Qing Yu away from the door.
“What if the poor Taoist said that the poor Taoist had a way to unmask that Taoist brother’s moralistic senior brother?”
