"Ding~ I wish you a happy mission."
888, who was waiting in a ball, immediately became energetic and sent Qi Yuan directly to the mission world.
"Ding, memory task received..."
Qi Yuan closed his eyes and sorted out his memories.
This is a strange and bizarre world. The chaos caused by ghosts and monsters has caused the Taoist sect that has escaped from the world to enter the world again.
In modern society where Taoism has declined and spiritual energy has been exhausted, Taoist disciples with official status often hide in the city.
Only the direct disciples with outstanding talents have lived in seclusion in Xuanmen since childhood, in order to pass on the Taoism in the modern era where spiritual energy is thin.
Tang Mingyu, as the eldest brother of Xuanmen and the direct descendant of the sect, has outstanding talent and is the most promising disciple to inherit the Taoist tradition.
But as the number one orthodox Xuanmen, a genius girl with heavenly eyes appeared.
Xu Yi, who studied under the previous head of Xuanmen, played in the business world and became friends with powerful people, reaching a high position at a young age.
But what is more outstanding than these is her talent. At first, Xuanmen, who was not aware of Xu Yi's apprenticeship, solicited several times and wanted to recruit disciples.
In order to avenge his master, Xu Yi also took advantage of Xuanmen's resources and convenience, but he was full of hatred for Xuanmen.
In Xu Yi's view, the master who taught her Xuan Shu was kind and kind, but he died early because the head of Xuan Sect usurped the throne.
Both are geniuses, so Tang Mingyu can't help but often compare with Xu Yi.
But he always fell behind, worse than a newcomer, which put Tang Mingyu, who had always regarded himself as a genius, in trouble.
The inheritance of the sect is weak. Even if there is no ridicule from his classmates, Tang Mingyu still can't untie his knot, so he chooses to go down the mountain to experience.
Little did he know that once he left, there would be no possibility of turning back.
Xu Yi, who possesses the Sky Eye, brought the Ghost King to Tang Mingyu. Following his master's teachings, he rushed forward without hesitation even though he knew that his cultivation was no match for Tang Mingyu's.
By the time the Xuanmen elders arrived, Tang Mingyu had already become the ghost king's substitute.
Killing his disciples with his own hands made the head of Xuanmen difficult to resolve. Xuanmen, which had already suffered heavy losses, was completely destroyed by the gathered evil spirits as soon as he returned to the sect.
The orthodoxy was severed, Xuanmen was gone, evil spirits were rampant, and order was chaotic.
But Xu Yi, who possesses the Heavenly Eye and was born with destiny, is unwilling to take action.
The ghost world is in chaos, and the remaining sects are unable to deal with it.
"Practice well, promote Xuanmen, and restore the order of yin and yang."
Tang Mingyu's soul was much more solidified than previous missionaries, and was vaguely protected by the golden light of merit.
After receiving the memory, open your eyes.
Qi Yuan looked at the way he was sitting cross-legged and meditating and smiled.
It is really incomplete, and even the cultivation method is the lowest level and slow.
The number of ghosts and monsters suddenly increased, and almost all Xuanmen disciples came down the mountain. Only Tang Mingyu, who was about to break through, fell to the end.
If you want to solve these things, Xuanmen's strength must be improved, otherwise even a little ghost king can't do it, and there is no need to talk about the yin and yang order.
Today Xu Yi has not yet entered Xuanmen's sight. Without her secretly stabbing Xuanmen, Xuanmen will naturally be stable.
As the master of the sect, the master only cares about improving his cultivation and even practices evil arts and harms the people. How could Xuanmen, as an orthodox Taoist sect, tolerate him?
If he ran away and left a single life, Xuanmen would be stigmatized for decades.
As his disciple, Xu Yi was even more powerful. He refused to accept the destiny for his own selfish reasons. He didn't want to let it go, and in turn destroyed Xuanmen.
As a result, no one maintained the order of Yin and Yang, and many innocent lives died tragically.
One of the two masters and disciples is more selfish than the other.
Even if he is selfish, Xuanmen is not allowed to support justice.
Qi Yuan thought about those evil ghosts who had gone to experience in the fairy world. Could it be that the people in hell were still on vacation?
"Brother, why haven't you seen any movement from Mingyu after so long?"
Yuan He stroked his beard and listened to his junior brother's words without feeling anxious. The three people outside the door wore Xuanmen Taoist robes and looked up at the sky from time to time.
As the leader of the Xuanmen Sect, Yuan He can indeed be regarded as an immortal.
It's just that it wasn't like this when he went to the Tang family to snatch people as disciples.
"There's no rush, just wait."
Yuan Shu rolled his eyes at his senior brother, and then continued to look anxiously at the closed door.
They are obviously his disciples, why are they more anxious than him?
In the room, Qi Yuan sat cross-legged, checking his body's qualifications.
Born with a spiritual body, such a talent is indeed a genius that is unique in this era of law-ending.
It’s just that this cultivation method is too low-level.
Is this really the son of destiny arranged by heaven? ?
Tiandao: It was prepared, but someone killed it before it even started!
Qi Yuan was running the spiritual energy in his body. How could he embark on the path of spiritual practice if his meridians were not fully opened?
No wonder the whole Xuanmen people were beaten up by Xu Yi.
It relies solely on that inheritance to maintain it, and its ability to deal with evil ghosts is not strong.
No wonder Tiandao knew Xu Yi was an anomaly and didn't suppress her.
There is really a need for someone to restore the order of yin and yang, and the variable Xu Yi becomes another option besides the natural choice.
After thinking about this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but say God, how stupid.
The variables were useless, and in the end, he lost his chosen one. Not only that, even the last orthodox Taoist sect, Xuanmen, was destroyed by the regiment.
So stupid.
Tiandao: Can you stop talking? Although this is true.
888: Touch your head, little idiot, I understand you.
Qi Yuan directly dispersed the only spiritual energy in his body.
Self-cultivation.
"Brother, this, this, this!"
"I saw it."
Can you stop grabbing his hand?
Yuan He felt the spiritual energy dissipate, and it was a lie that he wasn't worried. But if he was worried, wouldn't the two of them be even more panicked?
"Mingyu, do we want to go in?"
Yuan Xing frowned. As long as Yuan He dared to nod, he would immediately rush over and kick the door.
Yuan He stroked his beard, why didn't the master look at the temperament of his two junior brothers when he accepted them?
Although he is a senior brother, he feels like he is raising two babies.
After the spiritual energy dispersed, Qi Yuan mobilized a little soul power to drive the surrounding spiritual energy, guiding the spiritual energy to circulate around the body. The spiritual energy traveled throughout the body and finally returned to the Dantian.
The correct way to practice can get twice the result with half the effort.
When his body was able to move on its own, Qi Yuan took back the power of his soul.
Tang Mingyu himself was a natural spiritual body, but his cultivation method was wrong. Now that he is cultivating correctly, his cultivation level will only improve faster.
Yuan He and the three people waiting outside, before they had time to debate whether to go in, felt the spiritual energy surrounding the entire Xuanmen rushing towards Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan's cultivation level went directly from introducing the spirit into the body to the eighth level of Qi training.
In this Dharma-ending era, the cultivation of Yuan He and others has only reached the threshold of foundation building.
It has been stuck for many years because of the wrong method.
Qi Yuan straightened his clothes and stood up. Anyway, to sum up, no one in the class could beat him.
Wearing a white shirt and jeans, he was carrying a black canvas bag slung across his body.
I packed my mobile phone with my ID card, and brought some talisman paper, cinnabar, and pens.
Sure enough, Qi Yuan was surrounded as soon as he opened the door.
