Chapter 50: Inorganic Taoist

Tai'a Mountain, Wuxin Temple.

"What! That old man Xuanyuan Qingtian is so confused?"

In the quiet bamboo garden, an old man with a sage-like appearance angrily slammed the bamboo slips in his hand on the table.

"The Dragon Forging Plan is about to be implemented, but he would rather believe in this crooked way than believe in the things left by our ancestors!"

There was an old man in a dark blue Taoist robe with a gloomy look on his face. He laughed and said, "Brother Wuji, maybe he didn't beat you in the competition for the leader of the sect back then, so he is trying to deceive you now. After all, he is the highest decision-maker in Dragon Country."

Taoist Wu Ji snorted coldly: "Humph! Even if he controls the Dragon Kingdom, so what? It would be easy for us to overturn his decision!"

"I'm just too lazy to compete with a mere mortal like him!"

The gloomy old man smiled: "If this continues, perhaps Junior Brother's dragon-casting plan will be shelved! Are you willing to let all these years of preparation go to waste?"

Taoist Wuji looked unhappy, and it was obvious that he attached great importance to the dragon-casting plan.

Seeing that he was hesitant, the gloomy old man said again: "In fact, Junior Brother's dragon-casting plan is not inseparable from Xuanyuan Qingtian. Senior Brother once obtained a secret technique during his travels a few years ago, which is similar to the core of your dragon-casting plan!"

Taoist Wu Ji turned his head and looked at the gloomy old man with a questioning look in his eyes.

"What is it that Senior Brother Li is talking about?"

The gloomy old man took out a small bamboo scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Taoist Wuji.

"You will know once you see it, Junior Brother."

Taoist Wu Ji spread out the bamboo slips and began to read them with trepidation.

But after reading for a while, he began to breathe rapidly and his eyes sparkled, as if he had seen something shocking!

"Brother! This... this secret technique, is it really feasible?"

"Junior brother, why have you been able to make such rapid progress in your cultivation over the years? Isn't it because of this Dao Soul Art?"

After saying this, Taoist Li displayed his own aura, which immediately made Taoist Wuji feel oppressed.

"Brother and I haven't seen each other for only half a year, and yet you have already reached this level!"

Taoist Wuji was astonished. His senior brother, who was weaker than him half a year ago, became so strong today, half a year later, that he couldn't even muster the desire to fight against him!

It seems that this soul tactic is really not simple!

Moreover, this secret technique is indeed similar to the core essence of the dragon-casting plan that he led.

It's just that the focus has been changed from human body to soul!

The human and the soul complement each other. It doesn't matter which one you use. I guess the effect is the same!

After thinking about it, Taoist Wu Ji held the bamboo slip and said, "Brother, are you really willing to share this precious secret technique with me?"

Taoist Li laughed: "Brother, what are you talking about? If it weren't for your help, I would have become a pile of dry bones on the road of cultivation. What is this little secret technique? Just use it!"

Upon hearing this, Taoist Wu Ji recalled the time when they had met before. He then stopped being polite and directly put the bamboo slips into his sleeve.

"Junior brother, I would like to thank you. When the dragon-casting plan is completed, you will definitely be indispensable on the road to becoming an immortal!"

Taoist Li smiled without comment, and after some greetings, he left the bamboo garden. When he left the house, what Taoist Wuji did not see was that the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little strange.

After Taoist Li left, Taoist Wuji looked excited and read the bamboo slips carefully.

"Xuanyuan Qingtian, you have abandoned me, and also abandoned the chance to become an immortal. When I am done, I will make sure you know how ridiculous your decision today is! Hahahaha!"

"Qingfeng, come quickly!"

With a call, a young man in a black Taoist robe walked quickly into the bamboo garden.

"Master!" Qingfeng bowed.

Taoist Wu Ji nodded: "Well, you should know the decision of Uncle Qing Tian, ​​right?"

"Yes, Master, I know."

"That's good. You have been in charge of the Dragon Forging Project for me. Do you understand the key points?"

"It's already clear!"

"Well, well, well, you are worthy of being my good disciple! What Uncle Qingtian has done now means that the Dragon Forging Project will no longer be taken care of. From now on, we have to walk our own path!"

"At the Master's command!"

"Well, take this secret for now and let your fellow apprentices practice it together. At the latest tonight, you must go down the mountain and collect souls for me according to the secret you have learned, and continue the dragon-casting plan!"

Taoist Wu Ji handed the bamboo slips in his hand to Qing Feng and spoke earnestly.

Qingfeng was a little surprised. The master, who had not let his disciples go down the mountain for many years, now wanted all his disciples to go down the mountain.

But on second thought, after all, the master is the top figure in the entire Dragon Country's cultivation world, and there must be a reason for what he does.

"Yes, I will definitely live up to Master's trust!"

Qingfeng left with the bamboo slips, and Taoist Wuji slowly exhaled: "Xuanyuan Qingtian, this action can be said to be cutting off your own path to immortality. It's sad and lamentable!"

......

In the villa, Li Jin was woken up by the noise.

"what!"

"I go!"

"It's over, it's over!"

Yan Wuhuan's scream, accompanied by the sound of something breaking, replaced the morning alarm clock.

"Can't people just get some good sleep?"

Li Jin walked out with sleepy eyes, but when he saw the situation inside the villa, he was no longer sleepy.

"Ah! My antique blue and white porcelain! My thousand-year-old nanmu chair! My holy elephant wooden floor!"

"Yan Wuhuan!!!"

"What are you doing!"

Looking at the broken vase, the chair cracked in two, and the water-soaked wooden floor, Li Jin's temples throbbed wildly.

"Master, I'm sorry! I don't know why, but I was extra strong today! These things broke with just a slight touch!"

Yan Wuhuan said aggrievedly.

Li Jin sighed and suppressed his anger. After all, it wasn't her fault.

Anyone who suddenly possesses such power will find it difficult to control it for a while.

So Li Jin patiently taught her how to control her own strength. It took Yan Wuhuan half a morning to reach the point where she could control her strength freely.

"Wow! This is amazing! I can actually possess such a superpower! I can protect President Wen better in the future!"

Yan Wuhuan looked at his hands with excitement.

Li Jin hit him mercilessly: "Wen Lan is stronger than you, it's not certain who will protect whom!"

"Ah?" Yan Wuhuan was immediately deflated. It turned out that I was just a foil!

Li Jin found this funny: "Okay! Have you seen today's national announcement?"

"Yeah, I read it. Is what it says true? Can games make people stronger? But I did receive the one million."

Li Jin nodded and said, "It's absolutely true. Give me your phone!"

"Oh!" Yan Wuhuan took out his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to him.

Li Jin quickly downloaded the Battle Through the Heavens mobile game on her phone and returned it to her.

"Here! You can create an account first. The sooner you start playing games, the sooner you will grow up. Mom won't have to worry about you getting addicted anymore!"