"The [Dragon Qi Law Ban] is the fundamental basis for Chixian Shenzhou not to become a strange territory of the demon country.

Luoyang City, which is close to Beimang Mountain, has been the capital of the country for thirteen dynasties since the earliest Daxia period. It is also the original source of the Dragon Vein of China in Chi County.

Although the dragon vein has moved eastward for thousands of years, Luoyang City has been destroyed by wars several times, and as the chaos of the Great Flame emerged, the dynasty's dragon vein continued to weaken.

But the power of the [Dragon Qi Law Ban] here cannot be underestimated."

“The higher your level of martial arts cultivation, the greater the suppression you will receive.

It was fine before entering the Tao, but if the [Red Seal Warlock] comes here, the [Supernatural Power Seal Script] and Taoist skills in the body will be consumed by the [Dragon Qi Technique] day and night.

If you stay here for a little longer, you may even be directly knocked down from the warlock rank."

Wang Yuan gradually understood.

Obviously, in this mysterious world, the reason why humans are still in charge is because [Dragon Qi Dharma Ban] has established a peaceful and happy land for the people.

Although evil and strange things are happening one after another, the overall situation is relatively stable.

There are no weird things that are said in some stories, where people are dying every day in cities and towns in the mysterious world, and they have been dead for thousands of years and still not all of them are dead.

However, this barrier to protect the people will rise and fall in step with the national destiny.

Once in troubled times, the radiation intensity and range of [Dragon Qi Law Forbidden] will weaken and shrink, and monsters with ulterior motives like Ge Daoye will jump out and cause trouble.

The planning of [Owl God's Tomb] may be just a trivial prelude to a major upheaval.

"Therefore, Brother Cui doesn't have to worry that there will be experts in martial arts in the palace to pursue him.

There must be gaps in the defense of ordinary [Tao soldiers], enough for a door-stealing master like you to take advantage of. I can also personally lead the snake out of the hole.

The master should be here before the real action is taken on July 15th.

When the old man arrives, even though there are dozens of [Tao soldiers] in Luoyang Palace, if they remain in a military formation, they can still protect themselves, but once they are dispersed, they will just be like chickens and dogs."

Tao Xianniang once again helped Wang Yuan strengthen his confidence, and then said with a hint of resentment:

"Although our Zizhi Temple is just a small branch of the Taoist Taoist sect.

However, among the several senior brothers who also practiced [Meat Mushroom Restore Immortality Technique] like my master, there was also one senior brother whose cultivation was far superior to that of Immortal Niang.

If he were here, maybe he wouldn't have such troubles as my little sister, right?

It's a pity that I don't have the same fate as that sect, so I can only practice the [Human Face Peach Immortal Technique] which focuses on assistance. Only by working hard can I please my mentor.

Please also ask Brother Cui to do your best to help."

Wang Yuan's eyes were full of meaning, and there seemed to be a story behind them.

Since the [Dragon Qi Law Restriction] can consume Taoist power, then how come Tao Xianniang, the [Red Seal Warlock], was sent to fight in the front line?

Others may think that it is only natural for a disciple to do his duty when something happens, and that it is nothing to waste a little Taoist power.

But why don’t the other brothers and sisters who have not yet entered the Tao come?

Wang Yuan has always felt that it cannot be a coincidence that the "white tiger warrior" and the "tiger spirit" can increase their merits by eating each other.

Tao Xianniang failed to notice what Wang Yuan was thinking. After being slightly disappointed, she cheered up and continued:

"Since there is no need to worry about highly skilled sorcerers, and the target is not the prince or crown prince of the palace, Brother Cui should be confident about taking action, right?

I have a plan here, please ask Brother Cui for details..."

With his worries out of the way, Wang Yuan finally got excited about his plan to find a scapegoat for himself and severely damage the [Owl God's Tomb].

Started to help Tao Xianniang make suggestions.

He just pretended to be very reluctant after being coerced by [Owl God's Tomb]:

"This plan is good, but I think the most difficult part is not how to take away a certain young prince from the Wang family in Luoyang.

Instead, we want to take him away and disguise the whole incident as a complete accident! How about this..."

...

Junzhou, Pingkang Prefecture, Qingyuan Mountain.

On the top of the mountain stands a small Taoist temple that is not too old - Zizhi Temple.

This Taoist temple has a history of less than 20 years, and has little qualifications and reputation, so it has never been popular. There are only five or six Taoist priests living there.

A few days ago, we went down the mountain twice more, and the view became even more deserted.

In a small quiet room, a young man with a pale face and disheveled Taoist robes was lying on the table writing notes.

The pages covered with ink are scattered, and it is obvious that this is not the first day of recording.

I found the page with the first date and saw it said:

"My Taoist name is Cai Xianheng, and my common name is Cai Heng.

He has been practicing the Taoist art of war [Art of Immortal Warfare] of "Peach Shinto" since he went up the mountain at the age of eight. The name is very strange, but it is said that it comes from the elixir of death in the hands of the Holy Mother of the West King.

I don’t know if you can avoid death by practicing this art of war, probably not.

After laying the foundation for the body, I started to focus on practicing the "Meat Mushroom Rejuvenation Technique" taught by my master from the age of twelve. By the time I was fourteen this year, I had achieved some success.

Master said that I have good qualifications, and as long as I practice step by step, I should be able to officially enter the Taoism around the age of twenty, which is faster than the progress of my senior brother and second senior sister."

"By the way, there aren't many people in Zizhi Temple.

Our master is Ge Daoxuan, Ge Guanzhu, senior brother Mu Xianliu, second senior sister Tao Xianniang, fourth junior brother Song Xiantong, and fifth senior brother Zhu Xianming.

Among these senior brothers, I like the second senior sister the most.

In my mind, she is the most beautiful woman in the world.

I often think that if I could marry a wife like my senior sister when I grow up, even gods would not change her.

I guess my fourth junior brother, who is the same age as me, and my senior brother who has been a red seal warlock for a long time, may have the same idea as me, right?

It’s so difficult to successfully grab Senior Sister!”

"There is also a senior brother Wild Dog in the temple. It is said that he is a disciple of our uncle. After our uncle passed away, he came to our place to place orders and ate and drank freely for several years.

He often went to the Fireworks Willow Alley in the county town to fool around.

I don’t like him at all. I especially hate the way he stares at Senior Sister.”

Turning through a few pages, there were phrases such as eating, drinking, and two trees planted in front of the door.

“I often asked Master, in our Zizhi Temple, after the character ‘Dao’ is the character ‘Xian’, what is next after the character ‘Xian’?

When I accept a disciple in the future, what title should I give my disciple? I don't want to give my disciple a hasty title like Senior Brother Wild Dog.

The master always smiled and said nothing.

I don’t know why, but I felt a little cold when I saw that smile, and then I didn’t dare to ask anymore.”

After turning over a few more pages, I came to the piece of paper that Cai Xianheng was still writing on.

"Since that ugly senior brother, the wild dog, and the most beautiful second senior sister in the world came down the mountain one after another, Master began to retreat.

At first everything was business as usual.

But seven days ago, fifth junior brother Zhu Xianming suddenly disappeared. Senior brother, senior brother, and fourth junior brother and I searched for him for a long time but could not find him.

Then three days ago, fourth junior brother Song Xiantong also disappeared.

Just when I mustered up the courage to interrupt Master's retreat to tell him the news, Master pushed open my door."

When writing this, the young Taoist priest Cai Xianheng was completely unaware that his handwriting was getting more and more sloppy.

Just like the dead weeds, random trees, mycelium, and moss in the mountain forest.

"They have become immortals!!!

Master told me that the two junior brothers had been taken to the fairyland dojo of the Queen of the West to enjoy their blessings.

Although I am a little strange, why is it that the fifth junior brother with the least spiritual skills is promoted to immortal first, instead of the master or senior brother?

But what Master said is right."

“Then, he asked me to keep analyzing the Taoist mind by taking notes, and reflect on it from time to time, so as not to violate the [precepts and taboos] by mistake without knowing it.

As long as I persevere, I will soon be able to go to the fairyland dojo of the Queen of the West.

I have been feeling heavy and uncomfortable these past few days, but now that I have poured out these thoughts, I feel much better.

What Master said is indeed correct."

As I write this, the words on the paper have completely turned into indecipherable ghost symbols, which can make people dizzy just by looking at them.

"By the way, after Master asked me to take notes, where did he go?

Why didn't I think about him leaving my room?

Forget it, it shouldn't be anything important.

It's better to go to bed early. I don't know why, but I always feel very tired these days. I really want to be like those meatheads and sleep for a hundred years."

At this time, Cai Xianheng reached out and scratched his inexplicably itchy back.

The little Taoist priest didn't even notice that a large area of ​​purple-red hyphae had grown on his body, densely covering half of his back.

When you scratch it with your hand, a piece of blood-red spores will fall out.

The mycelial disc structure forms a fleshy mushroom the size of a human head, with a mouth and eyes.

No, that is not meat mushroom, but the white-haired head of an old Taoist priest!

The head of the old Taoist priest was looking at him with a smile as he carefully recorded his notes.

Especially when I saw him confiding his private feelings and writing about his love for his second senior sister, I even showed an unexpected smile.

The hyphae extending from the bottom of the neck seemed to have found a parasitic gap and wriggled a little faster...

the next day.

Squeak——!

The door to this empty quiet room opened again.

Inside, the little Taoist priest Cai Xianheng was completely missing, only an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard walked out.

Immortal spirit, clean and tidy clothes, unstained by dust.

I'm afraid anyone who meets him will have to address him with respect from the bottom of his heart: "Old God!"

With his long sleeves fluttering, this "old god" walked to the door of the last room in the Taoist temple where there was still a human voice, pushed the door open and walked in.
Chapter completed!