The Wudang Junior Master

In the valley.

The old Taoist priest looked at Feng Laodao and said, "Since you care about the people, why did you do these things? Did you take His Highness Fu Mo's things just for what you said?"

To be honest, the old Taoist priest didn’t really care what Feng Yunshan said. He had his own ideas and thoughts.

Back then, when Wu Gensheng was attacked by the great succubus, he could slap him without hesitation and was too lazy to listen to the other party's nonsense.

It's just that he has grown older and has become more patient over the years. If he were younger, he would have slapped him in the face a long time ago.

What technology to cultivate immortality, what extraordinary person or ordinary person, he is just a Taoist who practices Taoism, nothing more.

Besides, why think so much? He is not the emperor.

Isn't it good to be a simple person?

The reason why the old Taoist priest was willing to listen was simply because he knew Feng Laodao's current situation and wanted to know more information.

But what made the old Taoist priest speechless was that the brat next to him seemed to be really thinking seriously about what Taoist Feng said.

Damn it, can’t you be as simple as me?

As expected, sometimes the people who are easiest to deceive in this world are the smart ones.

Taoist Feng looked at Zhang Zhiwei and said, "I took the things from the Demon Subduing Hall simply because I needed some strength. The reason why I did this is..."

"Hehe." Old Taoist Feng grinned, "I was born into a rebellious family. Back then, I couldn't stand the Qing court, and now I can't stand those immortals who have become immortals!"

"They are high above us every day. They don't see the suffering of the world, nor do they see the broken mountains and rivers. They have mastered the method of becoming an immortal, but they set up many obstacles. Humph."

"Since there is a road to heaven in this world, then everyone should be given an equal opportunity, regardless of whether they can walk on it or not. Since the immortals are unwilling to explain, then I will find the answer myself!"

"If I knew that the Immortals set up so many obstacles just to maintain some bullshit red line or balance... then don't blame me for rebelling against them!"

"Ah!" Zhang Wuling suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I remember there was a saying that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is exhausted and it is the end of the Dharma era, so..."

"Bullshit!" Taoist Feng cursed loudly, "Tao gave birth to one, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to all things!"

"The universe is all born from one Qi. The entire universe... what are you calling it now? Energy, how much energy is there? Can such a small population drain the spiritual energy? What? This planet has transcended the Three Realms and is no longer within the Five Elements?"

"You believe this kind of talk, kid. Is your head filled with shit?"

After being scolded, Zhang Wuling blinked and then rolled up his sleeves. "Hey, you, I'm talking to you reasonably, and you scold me?"

The old Taoist priest put his hand on Zhang Wuling's shoulder to stop him and said, "I see. Is this what you want to do?"

"That's right," said Old Taoist Feng. "This is all I have. First, to seek immortality, and second, to find a way for everyone to practice cultivation. In the future, technology and cultivation should advance hand in hand, so that human civilization can reach a higher level!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Laodao first looked at Zhang Zhiwei, "You are too old and bound by the Heavenly Master's degree, so I will not ask you any more questions."

Then he turned to look at Zhang Wuling, extended his hand and said, "Boy, I have already revealed my true feelings to you. I think I have been sincere enough. How about you join me in paving a new path for all living beings in this world?"

Zhang Wuling turned to look at the old Taoist priest and said, "He has some truth in what he said. Old Taoist priest, how about I rebel?"

The old Taoist priest calmly raised his palm and nodded, saying, "Of course. I always respect other people's choices. Wuling boy, if you really want to go, I will never stop you."

"......." Zhang Wuling looked at Feng Laodao and helplessly spread his hands, "Oh, I'm sorry, you saw it too, I can't leave here."

"Yeah, that's a shame."

Old Taoist Feng reached out and grabbed a handful of soil, then let go, letting the warm soil slip through his fingers.

"Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Wuling, you two boys, listen carefully."

Taoist Feng threw the dirt in his hand and said, "Whether you become friends or enemies in the future, I will not stop. As a cultivator, I will be honest with you today. When we meet again in the future, victory or defeat, life or death, will all depend on your own abilities."

After he finished speaking, a light blue fluorescence suddenly appeared on Feng Laodao's body, with spots of light, as if a group of fireflies were flying out of his body.

"It's time..."

Taoist Feng just sat there, motionless. Finally, the light slowly disappeared, leaving only a charred body, without any sign of life.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Wuling frowned: "Old Heavenly Master, what is he doing..."

The old Taoist priest replied, "Corpse exfoliation. This person must have practiced some kind of corpse transformation technique. This is just one of the bodies he shed. If I'm not mistaken... there should be several similar corpse exfoliations, and they tend to appear younger and younger."

"Is this person practicing the path of corpse transformation to become an immortal?" Zhang Wuling asked in surprise.

The corpse-reincarnation immortal, this kind of thing has basically only been seen in ancient books. There are people who practice this kind of thing now, but as far as he is concerned, he has never seen or heard of it.

The old Taoist priest walked up to the corpse of Taoist Feng and said calmly, "I've felt something was wrong before. When we fought, I always felt that this person was a facade of gold. When I saw his severed arm just now, I finally realized what was going on."

Zhang Wuling squatted down and touched Feng Laodao's corpse curiously. He found that it was very dry, like touching the bark of a dead tree.

"Old Heavenly Master, this person is very powerful?"

"Ah."

"Then... compared to you, who has a better chance of winning?"

"Oh, you little brat, no one in this world can surpass me, except for the ancestors who have already ascended to heaven."

The old Taoist priest put his hands in his pockets and said in a calm tone, "But this person has indeed reached a similar level as me. If you meet him next time, you must be careful."

"You have to be careful." Zhang Wuling nodded in agreement. "This man is a lunatic."

The old Taoist priest squinted at someone speechlessly and said, "You knew he was crazy, and yet you still responded to him?"

"Actually..." Zhang Wuling scratched his head. "I think what he said makes some sense. Technology plus cultivation, that seems like a promising idea."

"Mess? Mess with you, you big-headed ghost!" The old Taoist hit Zhang Wuling on the top of his head with a fist.

"Do you think that if it were really that easy to get everyone in the world to practice cultivation, wouldn't our ancestors have considered this path?"

The old Taoist priest snorted coldly, "Don't listen to this Feng Yunshan. He's just a bunch of troublemakers who are causing unrest in the world."

"Oh." Zhang Wuling covered his head, grimacing in pain. "Oh, by the way, Old Heavenly Master, what did that person just say about the Demon Subduing Hall? Did something serious happen?"

"Yeah." The old Heavenly Master nodded. "It's nothing serious. It's just that the spirits of the six demon kings that the ancestor Heavenly Master suppressed back then have been taken away."

"Oh, that's it..." Zhang Wuling turned his head sharply, "Ah?!"

Hearing the calm tone of the old Taoist priest, Zhang Wuling thought it was no big deal.

After I realized it, I realized that this was not a trivial matter.

"Old Heavenly Master, isn't your reaction a little too calm?"

"What? You want me to cry for you?"

"That's... not necessary."