What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method..

Chapter 381 The Gathering of the Daoist Tradition
"Fellow Daoist, the techniques you learned earlier were relatively easy to comprehend, but what you cultivate later is no longer a technique. How many people do you think can comprehend it?"

Master Guiwu greatly admired Lin Fan's act of passing on the Dharma.

Back in their world of cultivation...

The law is very incomplete.

Finding a complete set of laws is a difficult task.

Nowadays, they live in a good era, with countless complete teachings available, and they can even choose which ones to practice. Unlike them, who were lucky enough to encounter even an incomplete teaching.

Lin Fan said, "I don't know. Even if they can't understand it, it's okay. Just consider it a clear path, letting them know that there is a way forward, so that they can find a path that suits them."

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

Guiwu softly chanted the Buddha's name.

Time flies, and people continue to comprehend the teachings he left behind, but unfortunately, no one has yet comprehended the more profound teachings.

Lin Fan and Gui Wu watched them.

half year later.

The Origin Realm trembled. When the Taoist, Buddhist, demon, and ghost races learned of the creator, Master Xuan Dian, they were all completely dumbfounded.

What?
They're living perfectly well, yet they're telling us that the world we live in was created by someone else, and that the creator has even appeared, passing down all sorts of profound and unfathomable teachings for practitioners to comprehend.

No, you guys have been hiding this way for too long.

You managed to keep this from getting out.

After all, they didn't find out until six months later.

At this moment, cultivators began to appear one after another. When they arrived, they were amazed by the grand scene before them. There were so many cultivators, and more importantly, they could still clearly feel the residual magical power in the void.

That was the lingering scent of a fierce battle.

It hasn't dissipated yet.

This illustrates just how fierce the battle between the immortals and demons was.

The cultivators who arrived here immediately knelt down before Lin Fan, respectfully bowing, for the Creator was an existence beyond their imagination.

However, the clothes worn by Lin Fan and Gui Wu attracted the attention of all the cultivators.

Taoist sect.

Fomen.

Could it be that the creator is the ancestor who pioneered this path?

Therefore, some practitioners have started to think that it would be better to change their sect and cultivate Taoism or Buddhism instead of immortals or demons.

There are quite a few people who think this way.

Everyone is looking for shortcuts.

Just then, Lin Fan's gaze fell upon a group of cultivators who had just appeared. They were from the Daoist sect, and they had also arrived here.

The fourth chosen one, Chen Yi, was at the front of the group, following his master.

He had never seen such a magnificent scene before.

He was amazed as he watched.

The Taoist sect is still very weak among the various Taoist lineages, so when they came here, they all seemed very reserved and didn't even dare to speak loudly.

The Taoist sect leader led his disciples toward Lin Fan.

I had already found out the details on the way here.

The scene is very safe, there is no need to worry about danger, because the creator is here watching, no one dares to be presumptuous, and the first thing they have to do when they arrive here is to pay their respects.

Soon, the museum owner saw the creator dressed in a Taoist robe. He was surprised, but showed no sign of anything unusual.

"Daoist Changsheng and his disciples pay their respects to Senior Xuandian."

After saying that, he knelt down with a thud.

Lin Fan nodded with a smile, "Get up."

"Thank you, Senior Xuan Dian."

The museum owner was very nervous, his head bowed, appearing quite reserved. Lin Fan's gaze fell on Chen Yi, "Chen Yi."

When he revealed the name, the Taoist disciples were astonished, wondering how the Creator knew about the disciple their sect leader had just accepted. This situation also attracted the attention of other cultivators.

After all, the Creator hadn't spoken to them when they visited him before.

At most, they would just nod.

Now that a guy has been named by the creators, they are very curious.

Who is Chen Yi?
Why did it win the favor of the creator?

Thirteen-year-old Chen Yi looked at Xuan Dian with confusion, "Senior Creator, do you know me? But I don't know you."

The curator said urgently, "Chen Yi, you must not be disrespectful to Senior Xuan Dian."

"It's alright." Lin Fan smiled and waved his hand, then looked at Chen Yi and said, "I watched you being born, I know you, but you don't know me."

Awkward.

Shock.

What?
There was a disciple in the Taoist sect who was actually born under the watchful eyes of the Creator.

How is this going?

Upon hearing this, the abbot, who was filled with trepidation, was extremely excited, even though the Taoist practices they followed emphasized a calm and peaceful mind.

But at this moment, he really couldn't hold back anymore.

"Really?" Chen Yi said in surprise.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "That's right. Actually, there's something I want to tell you. According to the original workings of heaven and earth, you are the fourth Chosen One of the Origin Realm. You will bring glory to the Daoist sect and make a name for yourself in the Origin Realm. You will even be the one to eliminate the demonic Han Cangsheng."

In an instant, all around became quiet.

Even Han Cangsheng, who was studying the stone tablet, stopped his cultivation and came over here. He wanted to see who could kill him.

When he saw that it was just a little kid who hadn't even grown any hair yet, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Senior Xuan Dian, it's him?"

Han Cangsheng scoffed.

Seemingly sensing that he was being underestimated, Chen Yi raised his head and stared at Han Cangsheng, his meaning clear: Don't underestimate me, Daoist Master.

Lin Fan said, "Don't underestimate the Chosen One. Those who can be called the Chosen One are all favored by the heavens. Their comprehension, opportunities, and talents are unimaginable."

"The level of cultivation you have reached in a hundred years may only take ten years for the chosen one."

"It might even be shorter."

As he said these things.

The practitioners who were listening were all terrified.

A hundred years of cultivation was easily surpassed by someone else in ten years or even less. This chosen one is truly terrifying.

Han Cangsheng remained silent.

If that's the case, then what's the point of playing?

It's unplayable.

Then, Lin Fan said, "Chen Yi, but now the Origin Realm has undergone earth-shattering changes. From now on, there will be no distinction between good and evil. Your mission as the Chosen One will naturally disappear. You will no longer be favored by heaven and earth. Will you be disappointed?"

Chen Yi shook his head and said, "No, I am who I am. I believe in myself. Even without the favor of heaven and earth, I will still study the Daoist arts and carry forward the Daoist school."

"Good, not bad." Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, then pointed to a stone tablet, "You can go to that stone tablet to cultivate and see if you can comprehend the contents of that stone tablet."

"Thank you, Senior Xuan Dian."

Chen Yi nodded and headed towards the stone tablet.

At this moment, the master of the temple was in a daze. All he could think about was how Chen Yi would carry forward the Daoist sect, and how even the demonic giant Han Cangsheng was eliminated by their Daoist disciples.

How...how did things change so much now?

It's so painful.

(End of this chapter)