Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 161 It takes no effort at all

"You can't find anything after wearing iron shoes, but it takes no effort to get there."

Gu Zhao originally wanted to say that, but he felt it was inappropriate because he hadn't even started looking yet.

The Five Thunder Token confirmed the old Taoist's qualifications, and at this moment, Gu Zhao also confirmed the old Taoist's identity.

Although it is the true Qi of Taoism, it is permeated with wisps of Yin Qi. However, this Yin Qi does not appear gloomy or cold. Instead, it carries majesty and solemnity, exuding a sense of fortitude and righteousness.

This is not an evil spirit, but the king of the underworld.

It's definitely a Taoist priest from the Fengyue Sect!

Just two days ago, Master Mingyu told Gu Zhao that the Northern Emperor Sect and the Fengyue Sect were outliers in the Taoist world. One was extremely bloodthirsty, and the other was full of yin energy. At first glance, neither of them seemed like good people.

But in reality, these two families are not good people to demons and monsters. If you encounter Taoists from other sects, they might scold you and let you die peacefully. But if you encounter Taoists from these two families, they will start fighting without saying a word.

Gu Zhao watched as the old Taoist priest performed a ritual to exorcise evil spirits, circulating his own internal energy and then lighting a candle in his hand to ignite it, spreading it in all directions and dispelling the surrounding yin energy.

The quality of the Daoist Qi was extremely high. Even though he only had a little bit of magical power, he was able to dispel the Yin Qi accumulated in this grove. It would take at least a few months to regenerate and gather so much Yin Qi.

If the middle-aged man obeys, a few months will be enough time for them to clear the mountains, cut down trees, and improve the environment.

It took a full half hour for the old Taoist priest to exhaust all his magical power, and the candle in his hand finally went out. Whether it was psychological or not, everyone felt that the wind in the mountains was not so biting anymore.

"It's noon now, the sun's getting stronger," someone said.

The old Taoist priest glanced at the man, said nothing, and simply handed the wooden tablet in his hand to his disciple, completing the final ritual of worshipping the gods.

Seeing the old Taoist priest breathe a sigh of relief, and even though it was the dead of winter, he was sweating profusely, the middle-aged man carefully stepped forward and handed him a thermos cup, saying, "Please have some tea."

The old Taoist priest didn't stand on ceremony, took the cup, and drank a sip.

"Is it done?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Alright." The old Taoist nodded and handed the thermos back to him. "Take us back now."

"Have lunch in the village before you leave," the middle-aged man said, trying to persuade his guest to stay.

"I won't stay any longer, it's not too late now." The old Taoist priest shook his head. "It'll be noon when we get back to the temple, and we can have lunch and take a nap."

Seeing the old Taoist priest's slightly tired appearance, the middle-aged man suddenly realized what was happening, nodded repeatedly, and then helped the old Taoist priest walk back.

The four young Taoist priests beside him quickly packed up the ritual implements and banners, and then followed.

Gu Zhao said to Gu Qi, "I have something to discuss with that old Taoist priest, so I'll be leaving now. If you can't buy any wood here, that's fine. We have plenty of small-leaf sandalwood at home. I'll see if I can find some golden nanmu from abroad later."

Gu Qi shook his head, "Where can you find golden nanmu abroad? Even if you could, the quality of the golden threads would be terrible, and it wouldn't be worth anything."

Since Gu Qi knew that Gu Zhao was truly capable, he did not question Gu Zhao's actions. He simply watched him leave and then followed the group of business owners through the mountains to find timber in another ancient village and participate in the bidding.

……

"Greetings, fellow Daoists!"

Gu Zhao followed behind the group and soon arrived at the village entrance. He saw them preparing to board a minibus. "I need to go out of the village for a while. Can you give me a ride?" "We're going to Fengdu Temple in the west. It's very remote and transportation is inconvenient. Are you going that way?" the middle-aged man explained. "If you're not going that way, you might as well wait for the bus here. It goes directly to the county town."

"Convenient, convenient. I'm on my way to Fengdu Temple." Gu Zhao said with a smile, "Coming to Feng County and not visiting Fengdu Temple would be a wasted trip, wouldn't it?"

A young Taoist priest shook his head. "You may have misunderstood. Fengdu Temple is not the Taoist temple inside the Ghost City scenic area. It is located on the old Fengdu Mountain side, in a different direction from the Ghost City scenic area. It is very remote."

Gu Zhao nodded, "Then I'm really lucky, I'm going to Fengdu Temple."

Everyone looked at Gu Zhao with confusion. Gu Zhao stepped forward and helped the old Taoist priest up, then sent a stream of true qi to him. "The Great Emperor of Fengdu is a true god of Taoism. Since you've come, you should definitely pay your respects."

The old Taoist priest's previously indifferent expression instantly softened. He glanced at Gu Zhao in surprise, a slightly stiff smile creeping onto his lips. "Young man, it's good that you pay respects to the Fengdu Emperor. Let's have lunch together. Where do you want to go this afternoon? We'll have the temple's car take you."

The four young Taoist priests looked at the old Taoist priest with surprise in their eyes.

My master is usually stern and unsmiling. He rarely shows such gentleness unless he is in a particularly good mood. Why is he being so kind and gentle to this young man?

The old Taoist patted Gu Zhao's hand, freeing himself from his support, and then got into the car first, saying, "I just need to rest, there's no need to waste my time."

Gu Zhao got into the car, and then the old Taoist priest called him to sit down next to him. "Young man, what's your name?"

"My name is Gu Zhao. May I ask your Taoist name?"

"My secular surname is Yan, and my Taoist name is Jingfeng," the old Taoist priest inquired. "Which Taoist temple do you practice at? Are you here also about that mountain forest?"

The four young Taoist priests beside him looked at Gu Zhao with curiosity and confusion.

Gu Zhao was taken aback, only then realizing that they were unaware of Master Jingfeng's true abilities.

“Yes, my dad is a timber merchant. He told me about this place after he got home, so I came to take a look,” Gu Zhao replied. “I learned magic from my grandfather, but I wasn’t formally ordained.”

"You're very thoughtful." Master Jingfeng nodded, then asked curiously, "Which school of Taoism do you practice?"

“The Shangqing Tianxin Zhengfa, the Jin Guan Yu Suo Jue, the Shenxiao Yu Shu Zhan Kan Wu Lei Da Fa, and recently I’ve also been learning the Shenxiao Taiji Du Lei Yin Shu,” Gu Zhao replied.

The four young Taoist priests beside him stared wide-eyed, their eyes revealing a mixture of clarity and bewilderment.

Master Jingfeng pointed to himself and introduced with a smile, "I practice the Northern Yin Fengdu Method, which is called the 'Northern Yin Fengdu Taixuan Subduing Demon Black Law Spirit Book'."

"I can see that," Gu Zhao nodded. "Your first move was with the power of the Yin Law, which was firm and majestic. The mere naturally generated Yin energy crumbled upon it without any resistance."

Gu Zhaopeng chuckled as he praised Master Jingfeng.

……

The minibus drove smoothly all the way to Fengdu Temple, and Gu Zhao also learned a lot of information from Taoist Master Jingfeng.

Although most of the Fengyue Sect merged into the Shenxiao Sect, it did not disappear. It has been passed down in the mountainous Sichuan province, but the scope of its transmission has never been wide, and there have been several breaks in its lineage. If it weren't for the fact that its scriptures and classics still exist, it might have been lost forever.

The group got out of the car and then noticed thick black smoke rising into the sky behind them.

A middle-aged Taoist priest rushed up to him and said, “Master! A wildfire has started behind us and is burning all the way towards the county town. It might even affect us. The fire department is organizing us to evacuate now.”

(End of this chapter)