Chapter 717: The former Taoist sect’s strongest trump card
“The ancient heaven was our Taoist sect?”
He had heard that in ancient times there were many powerful people in heaven, including deities, leaders, four emperors, protector kings, and all kinds of geniuses.
Especially the fact that the ancient ancestor of the Feng tribe defeated the Zhutian Supreme, and the leader Yun captured two half-immortals alive.
Wait a minute, two half-immortals?
Taoist Xiantian suddenly remembered the Nightmare Supreme and the Void Supreme imprisoned in Prison Peak.
Aren't these the two half-immortals rumored to be in the market?
He was shocked by the news one after another at Prisoner Peak and lost the ability to think. Now that he came back to his senses, he realized that it was impossible for Leader Yun to take the initiative to give the two half-immortals to the Taoist Sect.
Unless Leader Yun is their Taoist priest!
In this way, everything is explained clearly!
That’s not right either. Tianting Sect originated in ancient times. Is it possible that their Taoist sect is actually a major sect in ancient times?
How come he doesn’t know about this?
“To be precise, some members of our sect are from the Heavenly Court Sect.” Lu Yang corrected.
“Our ancient heavenly court wanted to wipe out all the demonic sects in one fell swoop, so we endured the humiliation and disguised ourselves as demonic sects.”
Taoist Xiantian looked at Lu Yang strangely.
Disguising himself as a demon sect means pretending to be the leader of a demon sect?
The strength shown by the ancient heavens was enough to sweep the world several times in their time.
While talking, the four of them came to the bamboo forest outside the sect. Deep in the bamboo forest, a gurgling stream flowed.
“Senior He Ling, please come out and see me.” Yunzhi said loudly.
The calm stream became rapid, a fountain formed on the river surface, and a vicissitudes of life figure appeared on the fountain.
“What’s the matter?” He Ling asked calmly.
“Little Green!” When Xiantian Taoist saw He Ling, his eyes lit up and he blurted out He Ling’s nickname.
He Ling's face was a little confused, why would anyone know his name now?
No, he does not admit that this is his name.
“Who are you?” He Ling turned his attention to Xiantian Taoist and did not recognize this young man.
"It's me, I am Qi Tongtian." Xiantian Taoist introduced himself excitedly. He did not expect that Heling Xiaolu was still there.
The history of the stream is older than Taoism.
Before the Taoist monks appeared, the stream produced a little spiritual light, but at that time this little spiritual light had not yet produced spiritual wisdom.
When the Xiantian Taoist went out to travel, he accidentally discovered something strange in the stream. He locked this spiritual light in the stream to ensure that it would not dissipate, and brought the stream back to the Taoist sect. This is how the later river spirit came into being.
If we really count, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Taoist Xiantian has life-saving grace, so He Ling has been guarding the Taoist sect.
“What the hell, are you Qi Tongtian? Are you still alive?” When He Ling saw the Xiantian Taoist, he showed a rare expression of excitement and couldn’t stop smiling.
“He’s still alive, but something happened to him.” Xiantian Taoist scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.
“It seems that the accident is not small, these people have become mortals.”
“As long as you are alive, that’s enough.”
“That’s right, you’ve always had this mentality.”
“The Taoist Sect today is incredible. It’s completely different from when you first founded it.” He Ling saw with his own eyes how the Taoist Sect became stronger step by step.
Taoist Xiantian nodded: "I can see that the younger generations are working hard and are much better than me."
The two of them were talking excitedly about things that only they knew.
The two met after 120,000 years. It was as if they had returned to the Dayu period. They had endless things to talk about. They chatted for a long time and then stopped for a moment, showing that they still had something to say.
Yunzhi reminded from the side: "Two seniors, you can chat anytime you want in the future. Grandmaster, there is still one person you haven't met yet."
Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were puzzled. They calculated that all the senior leaders of the Taoist Sect had seen it.
"That's right, we haven't seen everyone yet, let's go." Taoist Xiantian slapped his forehead and remembered that he couldn't spend all his time here.
“Little Green, see you later.”
He Ling laughed and scolded: "I already told you that I don't want this bad name. Come back and think of a new name for me!"
“Senior Sister, is there anyone else among us who hasn’t met?” Lu Yang asked in a low voice.
“Yes, there is one left. You will know when you get there.”
The last senior executive was far away from here. The senior sister once again picked off a piece of cloud and took the three of them into the boat.
The prairie, Prison Peak, the original site of Xijian Pond...the clouds flew over these places without any intention of slowing down.
They reached the depths of the Taoist sect that Lu and Yang had never been before, and then stopped in a desolate mountain.
“This is Cangmang Mountain, the retreat place of a senior sect member.”
“The reason why you haven’t seen him is because he has been in seclusion.”
“And he has a special status, and few people know about him.”
As the senior sister spoke, she pushed aside the withered vines to reveal the cave behind.
"Senior, are you here? If you are not in retreat, please come out."
Not long after, a young voice came from the cave. It sounded like a young man about the same age as Xiantian Taoist.
"Why are you shouting so loudly? Do you know that you should respect the elderly?"
The immortal fairy in the spiritual space let out a soft sigh.
Before Lu Yang could ask what was wrong, he saw a young man walking out of the cave with an impatient look on his face.
“Let me introduce you, this is the ancestor of our sect, Zhongxing. The ruler of the vast sea has no boundaries.”
!!”
This time it was Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou's turn to be shocked.
The ancestor of Zhongxing, Hanhai Daojun, fifty thousand years ago!
Is he still alive?
Isn’t it said that he only has the period of tribulation?
"No, he is a half-immortal." The Immortal Fairy broke through the realm of the Daojun Hanhai.
“You are busy in retreat, why are you looking for me?”
The existence of Daojun Hanhai is the Taoist sect’s strongest trump card. He will not take action until the sect’s life and death is at stake.
At least that was the case before Yunzhi joined the Taoist Sect.
After Yunzhi joined the Taoist sect, his practice progressed rapidly. Hanhai Daojun felt that this junior was a malleable talent, so he proposed to give some advice.
Subsequently, Yunzhi beat him to the point of being beaten, foaming at the mouth, and fell to the ground.
From then on, he determined to work hard, become an immortal, and restore his dignity as the ancestor of Zhongxing, so he went into seclusion deep in the Taoist Sect.
Since then, Taoism has disappeared.
“We have found a senior, and we may need you to meet him.”
"Oh, which descendant is it?" Fang Wuya asked casually. He was the ancestor of Zhongxing. To Yunzhi, he was a senior, and to him he was a junior.
“This is this person.” Yunzhi dodged, revealing the innate Taoist.
“What we found is the founder of our sect, the innate Taoist Qi Tongtian.”
"Hello, I am Qi Tongtian." The Xiantian Taoist was polite as always.
“Ancestor, ancestor?”
Fang Wuya was shocked.
Originally, he had the highest status in the Taoist sect, and he was number one in terms of cultivation and seniority.
Yunzhi later appeared, causing his cultivation to be ranked second in the Taoist sect.
It's good now, he's not even the eldest in seniority.
(End of this chapter)