The Wudang Junior Master

call out--

A flash of lightning shot out and landed in a valley not far away.

"Just now...what was that flying past?"

Zhang Wuling stopped and looked towards the valley curiously.

Although the lightning was very fast, he still caught a glimpse of a figure in an instant.

Stab it!

Thunder rumbled, and the old Taoist priest suddenly descended like lightning. His eyes shone with golden lightning, and his whole body was wrapped in lightning, like a god.

"Boy, you're late." The old Taoist priest glanced at Zhang Wuling and said, "Come on."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest immediately turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared, as fast as lightning.

Zhang Wuling was confused as to what was happening, but he still chased after the old Taoist priest.

In a mountain col.

The earth was charred, the trees were ablaze, arcs of electricity leaped and moved in the air, and the lingering violent aura was disturbing.

The old Taoist priest suddenly descended from the sky and looked at the scorched earth.

When the smoke cleared, a thin figure appeared. It was none other than the old Taoist Feng.

But at this moment, his whole body was charred, and the scarlet marks of lightning and fire outlined complex patterns on his body.

Among them, half of the left arm was missing, and only a pair of tattered pants was left on the body.

"Hey!" Taoist Feng looked at Zhang Zhiwei and smiled. "You are indeed impressive. However, my goal has been achieved. It's too late for you to rush to the Demon Subduing Hall now. Why don't you chat?"

After saying this, Feng Laodao looked at the half of his left arm, stretched out his right hand and directly broke off the charred part.

The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes, which were not big to begin with, and looked towards the broken arm of Taoist Feng, as if he had discovered something.

Taoist Feng looked around, found a relatively intact stone, and sat down leaning against it.

Whoosh!

Zhang Wuling landed lightly on the ground, first observed his surroundings, and then immediately set his eyes on Feng Laodao.

"Huh? Who is this?"

Taoist Feng smiled and said, "You must be Zhang Wuling, right? Well, well, I've finally met everyone I wanted to meet today."

Taoist Feng supported himself with one hand, changed into a comfortable position and leaned against the stone, not paying any attention to the remaining fire on the ground.

The old Taoist priest asked in a deep voice, "Who exactly are you, Excellency?"

"Old Taoist Feng Yunshan." Old Taoist Feng said calmly, "I'm sure you've all heard of this name."

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhang Wuling next to him, only to see that the other party was also staring with a pair of big eyes and blinking twice.

The two pondered for a long time and found that there seemed to be no such name in their memory and they couldn't find it no matter how hard they searched.

When Taoist Feng saw that the two men were silent, he seemed to have realized something and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Hey, you two youngsters, don't tell me you haven't heard of this old man's name?!"

The old Taoist priest and Zhang Wuling shook their heads in unison.

"what!"

Old Taoist Feng suddenly laughed at himself, "That's right, I died early, so I'm really not that important!"

Seeing this, Zhang Wuling rolled up his sleeves and turned around and said, "Old Heavenly Master, this guy seems to be crazy. I'm going to slap him to death!"

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said, "Don't bother. He's just a broken corpse now."

Taoist Feng stopped laughing and said, "Good eyesight, Tianshi Zhang of Tianshi Mansion—Hey, the thousand-year inheritance is indeed extraordinary."

The old Taoist priest said, "Let's stop chatting here. You better explain clearly why you broke into Longhu Mountain and took the things from the Demon Subduing Hall."

Taoist Feng lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Why? Because I am interested in the things of immortals."

Zhang Wuling folded his arms and said calmly, "So that's how it is. Sure enough, another one who wants to become an immortal."

Although he didn't know who Feng Yunshan was, the other party's purpose was not surprising.

"Becoming an immortal?" Old Taoist Feng sneered, "If that was all I wanted, I wouldn't be sitting here chatting with you. After all, my goal has already been achieved."

"I don't deny that ascending to immortality is indeed one of my goals, but more importantly, I want to find a method that allows everyone in the world to practice cultivation."

The old Taoist priest's eyes widened slightly as he asked in surprise, "You want to turn everyone in the world into an alien?!"

"Aliens? Hahaha!" Old Taoist Feng sneered, "What bullshit aliens? They're just a bunch of self-righteous fools who think they're the chosen ones."

"If everyone in the world could practice cultivation, where would there be any extraordinary people?"

Taoist Feng extended a finger, pointed at the sky, and said, "I'd like to know one thing: why are there so many cultivators in ancient times who ascended to become immortals, but as time goes by, there are fewer such cases. The most recent person to achieve immortality was Immortal Sanfeng, right?"

Taoist Feng first glanced at Zhang Wuling, then looked at the old Taoist priest and said, "Master Zhang, you have mastered the Taoist degree that has been passed down for thousands of years. Why don't you tell me why?"

The old Taoist priest frowned and remained silent.

"Don't want to talk about it, or can't you?" Old Taoist Feng raised his lips. "Don't immortals say they want to save all living beings? Why don't you let everyone know about the method of becoming an immortal?"

"Should you say that people in this world are dull and incapable of understanding, or that some fate hasn't arrived yet, and they lack the wisdom and understanding?"

Taoist Feng pointed at Zhang Wuling and said, "Young man, let me ask you a question. Tell me, why do we in China require everyone to study? Why don't we do as the ancients did, keeping knowledge on the shelf and allowing only a select few to learn?"

Zhang Wuling casually said, "Because everyone is like a dragon, everyone has the right to learn knowledge."

"Okay." Old Taoist Feng nodded. "Everyone is like a dragon. I agree with this. So, ordinary people have the right to learn knowledge, but why don't they have the right to practice cultivation?"

Zhang Wuling was stunned for a moment, then touched his chin and said, "These two are different, aren't they..."

"Oh, what's the difference?"

Taoist Feng jokingly said, "Separating the extraordinary from ordinary people and hiding the existence of the extraordinary from ordinary people, isn't that just fooling the people?"

The old Taoist priest looked at him fiercely and said, "You are being unreasonable! Do you know how much trouble it would cause if the outside world knew about the existence of aliens?"

Taoist Feng didn't care about the old Taoist's gaze and said calmly, "What trouble? Are you worried that ordinary people will cause trouble and affect the so-called balance? In my opinion, this world is already unbalanced."

"Your so-called technology is advancing with each passing day, but humanity's physical fitness is gradually declining. Even among the extraordinary people, each generation is worse than the previous one. They are obsessed with external techniques and ignore internal cultivation. There are clearly methods for cultivation, but they are complacent because of the bullshit idea of ​​balance and stability!"

"In my opinion, the future of this world should be one where so-called technology and immortal cultivation go hand in hand, cultivating both the inner and outer self. That's called... Oh, scientific immortal cultivation."

Taoist Feng spread his palms, and a ball of fire slowly rose up. "Humanity clearly possesses the ability to wield extraordinary powers, but for thousands of years, each generation has been inferior to the previous one. Now, technology has surpassed us. We can fly and burrow into the sky, and technology is omnipotent, even allowing us to leave our planet. But what about us, the so-called 'alien'? We're still fighting and killing for our own amusement!"

Zhang Wuling put his hands on his hips and nodded after listening. "That makes sense, a little bit."

The old Taoist priest, who had a blank expression on his face, looked over speechlessly upon hearing this.

Where on earth are you from, you little bastard?!