Catching Monsters

Chapter 564 People’s words are scary
After Jiang Yun finished speaking.

Soon, three figures slowly appeared in the sky.

Jade Purity Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun.

Taiqing Daode Tianzun.

Three illusory figures slowly appeared, each nearly a hundred meters tall and imbued with the aura of the Great Dao.

"These three avatars that Jiang Yun invited, in my opinion, are no less powerful than this Dao Venerable, and they even have more of them." Tao Yuelan didn't quite understand this, and whispered to Xu Suwen, "Does this mean our son-in-law has won?"

Xu Suwen shook her head, indicating that she didn't quite understand either.

Ling Gu Zi had a vague feeling that something was not right, while Xuan Dao Zi beside him did not show much surprise on his face.

After all, he had read many books about the Three Pure Ones' Taoist practices and vaguely knew how powerful they were. The Taoist insights he gained from those books were actually much more profound and powerful than the Taoist practices of the three families.

Then, everyone present gasped in surprise.

Because the Daoist incarnation in the sky, upon seeing the Three Pure Ones incarnation, actually made a Daoist hand seal and performed a standard Daoist disciple's salute.

This scene surprised Jiang Yun. Could it be that this Daoist Venerable also inherited the Daoist teachings of the Three Pure Ones?

Otherwise, one would not normally perform such a disciple's ceremony.

The most shocked person was none other than Qingyangzi.

His eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. He subconsciously took a step back, shook his head, and took a deep breath, slowly saying, "Impossible, impossible, how could this be, how could this be?"

Soon, the Daoist avatar gradually disappeared, and Jiang Yun also put away the method of summoning the gods: "Respectfully sending off the Three Pure Ones Ancestors."

Above the sky, the enormous statues of the Three Pure Ones gradually disappeared without a trace.

"How could this be?" Qingyangzi gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Jiang Yun, your magic power is higher than mine. You are a second-grade True Monarch. You must have used some method that we do not know to make the Dao Venerable act like this."

"An illusion, that's right, it must be an illusion."

Among the dignitaries present, there were also many experts, including Li Wangxin, Ling Guzi, and Xuan Daozi. If an illusion was used, how could they not notice it?
Jiang Yun made a hand seal and slowly said, "Qingyangzi, shouldn't this count as a win for me?"

Qingyangzi gritted his teeth. He had invited the Daoist incarnation, and he knew best whether there was a problem or not.

But deep down, he was unwilling to accept that Dao Zun was the founder of Daoist magic; this was a deeply ingrained belief of his since childhood.

The sect he belongs to is the orthodox one.

Now Jiang Yun has come up with some so-called Three Pure Ones, immortals that I've never heard of before.

However, the incarnation of the Daoist Master bowed to the incarnation of the Three Pure Ones as a disciple.

impossible.

Qingyangzi stubbornly shook his head. He slowly took a step back, staring intently at Jiang Yun. Finally, he closed his eyes and slowly said, "I lost."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yun said in a deep voice, "Since that's the case, then please keep your promise and acknowledge that the Three Pure Ones' Daoist practices are not heretical or unorthodox!"

It should be noted that nowadays, only three Taoist temples remain: Baiyun Temple, Qingfeng Temple, and Tianqing Temple, struggling to survive.

Qingyangzi can be considered one of the leaders of the local Taoist sect.

Once he admits it, it will solidify the legitimacy of the Sanqing Temple, which is crucial for its future development.

Qingyangzi took a deep breath and stared intently at Jiang Yun: "I started learning Taoism at the age of six and have devoted my life to the development of Taoism. Our three families are the true orthodox Taoist sect."

"How could we allow your unorthodox methods to enter our inner sanctum and steal our teachings?"

"I made a promise to you..."

At this point, Qingyangzi suddenly looked at Xuandaozi below the stage and said in a deep voice, "I am not like some people who have betrayed their sect and abandoned their ancestors."

"Today, I will defend the cause with my life."

Suddenly, Qingyangzi raised his hand, gathered all his magical power in his right palm, and slapped it down on the top of his head.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yun's expression changed drastically. He rushed forward to try and stop them, but it was too late. A loud bang resounded.

Qingyangzi committed suicide, preferring death to letting the Sanqing Temple steal the Taoist lineage.

Upon seeing this, Ling Gu Zi and Xuan Dao Zi, who were below the stage, instantly flew up to the high platform and came to his side.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you doing this to yourself!" Ling Gu Zi tightly grasped Qing Yang Zi's hand, looking at the dying Qing Yang Zi, and said with heartache.

Qingyangzi, still breathing heavily, slowly looked at Xuandaozi and said, "Fellow Daoist, I hope that my death can awaken you."

"The orthodox tradition cannot be lost in our hands."

After saying that, he breathed his last.

Jiang Yun's expression was also solemn. He only wanted the other party to acknowledge the Three Pure Ones' Daoist teachings, but he did not expect this person to be so stubborn and unwilling to say it, preferring to die rather than utter such a word.

"Jiang Yun, you drove Qingyangzi to his death!" Ling Guzi suddenly stood up, pointed at Jiang Yun, and said, "This was our Taoist Celestial Master, and you drove him to his death like this!"

Jiang Yun: "???"

“Ling Gu Zi, you must have evidence to back up your words. He clearly killed himself with a single palm strike. When did I ever force him?” Jiang Yun said coldly.

“You’re forcing him to admit to unorthodox practices, doing something against his conscience. Aren’t you just forcing him?” Ling Gu Zi said through gritted teeth, “Our Daoist sect will remember this grudge.”

After saying this, Ling Gu Zi picked up Qing Yang Zi's body and flew away.

Xuan Daozi, standing on the stage, looked at the crowd below and originally wanted to say that the Three Pure Ones' Daoist teachings were not unorthodox.

As the Celestial Master of Tianqing Temple, Xuandaozi's words naturally carry weight.

But thinking of Qingyangzi's death just now, he still couldn't say those words. He could only sigh, shake his head, and leave.

The many onlookers were too far away to see what had happened, but they heard that the Celestial Master of Qingfeng Temple had died.

"How did you die?"

"I heard that he slapped himself on the head and committed suicide."

But the version was completed very quickly.

"I heard he died from taking a blow."

The version was completed very quickly.

"I heard he was killed by Jiang Yun with a single palm strike."

The version was updated very quickly, and in an instant, the news that Jiang Yun had killed the Taoist master with a single palm strike spread rapidly throughout the capital.

After Jiang Yun returned to the Eastern Garrison with his men, Qi Da rushed to the study and asked, "Sir, many disciples of Qingfeng Temple are still imprisoned in our imperial prison. What do you think we should do?"

Jiang Yun took a deep breath and slowly said, "Release them all."

"Just like that?" Qi Da was stunned for a moment, then said in a low voice, "If Qingyangzi dies like this, these Taoists might seek revenge on you if they find out."

Jiang Yun was taken aback for a moment, then said, "I didn't kill them, why are they seeking revenge on me?"

Zidane nodded: "But that's not what people outside are saying. The rumors are all over the place. There are all sorts of versions about Qingyangzi's death, all kinds of bizarre ways he died. In short, most people believe that you killed him."

"Public opinion is a fearsome thing." Jiang Yun closed his eyes and said slowly, "Although we have different beliefs, Qingyangzi was willing to die to uphold the Dao, so he can be considered a model for the Daoist sect."

"Release all the disciples of Qingfeng Temple. Also, please send a generous gift to Qingyangzi's funeral for me."

Jiang Yun deeply respected Qingyangzi; strictly speaking, he and Qingyangzi were not enemies.

Unfortunately, the struggle for orthodoxy has always been a matter of life and death.

"Okay." Zidane nodded, agreeing to the matter.

After Zidane left, Jiang Yun felt a little calmer. At least, Baiyun Temple wouldn't interfere when he continued to develop Sanqing Temple.

After all, if he could capture the people from Qingfeng Temple, he could capture the people from Baiyun Temple.

(End of this chapter)