A cat that lingers beside a saint

Chapter 131 This leader of the Jie Sect isn't very bright.

"You want to go to Jin'ao Island?"

The old Taoist slowly rose and glanced at the two creatures, Jinwu and Wanling, who were peeking out the window.

After pondering for a moment, the old Taoist priest got up and went outside.

Today the sun is shining brightly, and the ice and snow that had accumulated for several days melted overnight, and even the temperature has risen considerably.

The old Taoist priest dragged his rocking chair into the courtyard and then leisurely lay down.

Yu Qiushui, who lived next door, ran into the courtyard immediately and then helped the old Taoist priest serve tea and water.

The old Taoist priest took the cup, took a small sip, and shook his head slightly as he said, "Do you know what kind of place this Golden Turtle Island is?"

Su Bai jumped onto the old Taoist's stomach: "Isn't this the headquarters of the Jie Sect?"

The old Taoist priest was taken aback, but after a moment of contemplation, he nodded.

"You're right, that's exactly the case."

As they were talking, Jinwu and Wanling quickly ran over.

The old man is about to tell another story, and the stories he tells are, undeniably, quite interesting.

Although this claim inevitably raises suspicions of exaggeration, it is the only source of enjoyment for the Golden Crow and all living beings in this void.

"Jin'ao Island—"

The old Taoist priest picked up his teacup and took another sip.

"It's a long story."

"Then get to the point!" Jinwu was always impatient.

But after the old Taoist priest glanced at him, he dared not utter another word.

In fact, there's not much to say about this place.

But if we really want to talk about the origin of the Investiture of the Gods war, it may indeed be inseparable from Jin'ao Island.

However, when the old Taoist told them his story, he did not mention anything about the Investiture of the Gods war. He only talked about the scenery of Jin'ao Island and some little legends about it.

It was a legend spoken by the old Taoist priest, but no one knew whether what he said was true or false. However, Wanling believed that what the old Taoist priest said was actually true.

Above the Immortal Sect, Yuanshi also fell into deep thought.

Come to think of it, he hadn't paid attention to the Jade Void Palace for quite some time.

The Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain was once the exclusive domain of his Chan Sect. Back then, whether they were immortals or mortals, everyone who mentioned the name Jade Void Palace was filled with amazement and emotion.

But now, no one in the Three Realms mentions Jade Void Palace anymore.

It seems that these three words have long since become history, turned into myths and legends.

In fact, the Three Realms are no longer the primordial world they once were.

From the great war between the Lich King and the War of the Gods, these two cataclysmic events alone caused the entire land to change its landscape countless times.

The Kunlun Mountains of yesteryear are no longer the endless mountain range they once were.

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His Jade Void Palace has long since disappeared without a trace.

Just like the Golden Turtle Island that has long been sealed away in the East China Sea, if it weren't for this little cat mentioning it, I'm afraid no one would be willing to recall it.

After all, too many memories remain here.

There are good ones, bad ones, and those that are neither good nor bad.

But most of the pain was suppressed deep in his heart.

The old Taoist priest said a lot.

Whenever he recalls the time when he first arrived at Jin'ao Island and created a safe haven for the disciples of the Jie Sect, his heart becomes extremely turbulent. It can be said that those were the happiest days of his life.

However, this period of peace was short-lived. The Three Realms needed order, and this order needed to be managed.

The Heavenly Court needs someone to guard it, and the Dao needs someone to maintain it.

His disciples became the candidates for maintaining order.

As the teacher of these disciples, how could the old Taoist priest send them away so easily?

But as Lao Tzu said, the Tao follows the natural way.

As Yuanshi said, everything should conform to the way of Heaven.

Whether the disciples of the Jie Sect agree or disagree, they have already been chosen, and this cannot be changed in any way.

In fact, from the moment the sages signed the Investiture of the Gods in the Zixiao Palace, the old Taoist already understood the will of Heaven.

As a sage of the Heavenly Dao, he should have followed the Heavenly Dao, but as the leader of the Jie Sect, his doctrines were in conflict with following the Heavenly Dao.

As he spoke, the old Taoist priest suddenly stopped.

He slowly got up, went outside the Taoist temple, and looked at the bell hanging above the gatehouse.

He suddenly chuckled softly.

In an instant, all things came back to life, and the entire Endless Mountain Range was a vibrant springtime scene.

Even the wild beasts that were still hibernating slowly awoke, emerged from their dens, and, seeing the strange sight before them, couldn't help but let out a joyful groan.

Everyone thought the sage was omniscient.

However, over the years, the old Taoist has remained stagnant because he cannot understand why the Jie Sect has become what it is today.

But now, he seems to understand something.

Heaven has always given him opportunities, but he has never seized them.

From the moment he signed the deification agreement, he should have known that this was not a calamity, much less a calamity specifically targeting his Jie Sect.

This is a great undertaking that will absolve the Jie Sect of its sins, bring blessings to the Three Realms, and ensure the survival of all things in heaven and earth.

Just as the old Taoist was still pondering, Su Bai suddenly jumped onto his shoulder from behind.

"Master, there's actually a question I've always wanted to ask you."

The old Taoist priest, with his hands behind his back, smiled and said, "Go ahead."

"Is Master the Tongtian Sect Leader?"

The old Taoist priest didn't answer directly, but he didn't refuse to answer either. He looked into the distance, pondered for a long time, and then shook his head, saying, "Not now."

The old man's answer was simple, but it explained everything.

Su Bai leaned on the old Taoist's shoulder and continued to ask, "Master, do you think the leader of the Jie Sect in those stories you told was a bit stupid?"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist's face instantly darkened.

At the same time, an auspicious light appeared above the immortal sect in the distance. The multicolored light kept changing in the sky above the immortal sect, making it seem as if a treasure had appeared there.

The old Taoist glanced at the distant immortal sect and snorted coldly, "What do you know? Don't talk nonsense."

Su Bai looked at the old Taoist priest with a serious expression and said, "Look, the Jie Sect in your story is invincible in the Three Realms."

"It is even more powerful than the current Heavenly Court."

"But it's too chaotic."

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest's heart stirred slightly.

This statement was made by both Yuanshi and Taishang in earlier times.

But at that time, he was completely consumed by anger at losing his disciple and couldn't listen to anything.

"Tell me your thoughts; I'd really like to hear your insights."

"The chaos I'm referring to isn't the chaos within the Jie Sect itself, but rather that the sect's leader is mentally deficient."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the old Taoist priest's eyes widened suddenly, and he raised his hand to strike the man's head.

Su Bai hurriedly raised a paw and said, "Wait a minute, you just said you're not the leader of the Jie Sect!"

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