Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 357 The Successors of the Three Schools of Thunder Magic Are All Gathered
"I was too sexually active when I was young, and now I'm weak," Gu Zhao said, pursing his lips.

"Unless he takes the Dihuang Pills from the palace, ordinary tonics won't be able to save him," Master Yuzhang shook his head.

Gu Zhao and Daoist Yu Zhang were just chatting casually, but they had no intention of helping him. The two of them walked lightly past them and continued up the mountain.

……

On Feiyun Mountain, behind Xuansu Palace.

Master Yuhua, Master Lingya, and Master Chongxuan sat in the pavilion, feeling both nervous and expectant.

Master Chongxuan glanced at the sky and poured a cup of tea for Master Yuhua and Master Lingya. “Rumors have been rampant, but we never expected to see your true faces today.”

Master Lingya raised his cup and took a small sip, feeling both curious and wistful. "The so-called spiritual energy revival is utter nonsense. I wonder how those fellow practitioners managed to do it."

Master Yuhua stroked his beard. “I usually can’t get through to my senior brother when I call him. If he’s not in some remote mountain forest with no signal, then it must be that he’s in a place where he can’t bring his phone.”

Master Chongxuan laughed and said, "Why think so much? We'll find out soon enough anyway."

Master Yuhua is Master Yuzhang's junior brother, Master Lingya is a senior member of the Ziyang School, and Master Chongxuan is a successor of the Shenxiao School.

Yesterday, Master Yuhua received a call from Master Yuzhang, who asked him to invite Master Lingya and Master Chongxuan to wait for him this morning at the teahouse behind Xuansu Palace, where the two of them often drank tea.

Upon hearing this, Master Yuhua knew that good things were about to happen to him.

Although the old Taoists were old, they were not blind or deaf. Master Yansong could watch short dramas on his phone, and the other old Taoists, except for the true ascetic cultivators, could also use their phones skillfully.

They can see all the information that netizens can see.

The truth that netizens can't see through, they all have their own guesses.

Moreover, they are all respected elders who have cultivated Taoism for decades and know many people. Through mutual contact, they naturally know a lot of things.

For example, when Gu Zhao went up Laoshan, several old Taoists had this suspicion, not to mention that there was also a Taoist priest named Yuzhang on Feiyun Mountain.

These days, Master Yuhua has been wearing the golden bracelet given to him by his senior brother and drinking the spiritual medicine and wine given to him by his senior brother. If he were still completely ignorant and knew nothing, he would not have been able to cultivate the true qi of the Taoist sect and master the Tianpeng Mantra.

Although Master Yuzhang didn't tell him anything, Master Yuhua only needed to know that many old Taoists had obtained extraordinary opportunities and cultivated extraordinary magical powers, and that there seemed to be more and more of these old Taoists. That was enough for him.

The disappearance of Master Yuzhang and the strange behavior of Master Yuhua could not be kept secret from Master Lingya and Master Chongxuan, who lived on the same mountain and often gathered together.

So when Master Yuhua invited them to meet that morning, and Master Yuzhang was coming, they naturally knew that their opportunity had arrived.

Just then, the three of them felt a jolt in their hearts and turned around at the same time. They saw Master Yuzhang walking side by side with a young man, passing through the archway in the backyard and appearing in the small courtyard of the Xuan Su Palace.

"Senior brother." Master Yuhua stood up.

"Brother Yuzhang." Daoist Lingya and Daoist Chongxuan also stood up. While looking at Daoist Yuzhang, they also focused their attention on Gu Zhao. They had not forgotten the young man in the photos of the passenger plane malfunction.

"Greetings, fellow Daoists!" Daoist Yuzhang greeted him with a broad smile as he strode over and helped Daoist Lingya to sit down.

Daoist Chongxuan is about the same age as him, but Daoist Lingya is almost a generation younger than him, only a few years younger than Daoist Shenhao. If he joins the Daluo Palace, he can basically compete with Daoist Yanling for second place.

Master Yuzhang helped Master Lingya sit down, and then introduced them to Gu Zhao.

"This is Master Lingya of the Ziyang Sect. He cultivates the 'Wuzhen Pian' and the 'Jinhua Secret Text Alchemy Techniques,' integrating the alchemy of the North and South. He is a high-ranking Daoist of the Inner Alchemy lineage."

Master Yuzhang's respectful demeanor was noticed by the three old Taoists. Master Lingya tried to get up again, but Gu Zhao helped him up, saying, "There will be plenty of time later, Master. Greetings."

"Brother Yuzhang, you flatter me. I am only a few years older than you and dare not accept the title of a high Daoist."

"This is Brother Chongxuan from the Shenxiao Sect, who cultivates the Shenxiao Thunder Technique. He is on par with Daoist Gaoyue from the Qingwei Sect of Zhenwu Mountain," Daoist Yuzhang said with a smile.

Master Chongxuan humbly replied, "I once visited Brother Gaoyue at Zhenwu Mountain and greatly admired him."

Gu Zhao laughed and said, "In the future, Daoist Master can exchange more information on thunder magic with Senior Uncle Gao Yue. If you join forces with me, the unaffiliated successor of the Tianxin Sect, then the three sects of thunder magic will be complete."

Among the Taoist sects of Tianxia, ​​the most famous Thunder Magic sects consist of three branches: Tianxin, Qingwei, and Shenxiao. Among them, Tianxin is the earliest, while Qingwei and Shenxiao are the most famous.

Master Chongxuan's eyes sparkled, and he smiled broadly.

"This is my junior brother," Master Yuzhang introduced Master Yuhua at the end. "Like me, he practices the Northern Emperor's Dharma."

Gu Zhao greeted him with a smile, "The Heavenly Canopy Great Curse is incredibly powerful."

Following his senior brother's example, Master Yuhua respectfully bowed.

Looking at the three white-haired old Taoist priests and feeling the throbbing of the thunder seed in his sea of ​​consciousness, Gu Zhao was very satisfied. The Northern Emperor Sect and the Divine Firmament Sect were the main forces in subduing demons and monsters, plus an old Taoist priest with profound magical power who combined the alchemy of the North and South—this time, the reinforcements were all formidable figures!
Without wasting words, Gu Zhao pointed and sent the Thunder Seed into the consciousness of the three old Taoists.

"Om-"

……

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

The slightly overweight middle-aged man, supported by a young woman, quickly arrived at Xuansu Palace. However, instead of following the crowd to offer incense, pray for blessings, draw lots, and have his fortune told in various palaces, he deliberately chose to wander around secluded places and even peeked into the small courtyards that were off-limits to tourists.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel a gentle breeze on his face, making it easier for him to breathe.

The slightly overweight middle-aged man's eyes lit up. He pulled the young woman into the courtyard, then crossed the courtyard to the backyard, where he saw three old Taoist priests sitting with their eyes closed, and a Taoist priest and a layman who looked somewhat familiar.

Then, the three old Taoist priests opened their eyes one by one. The slightly chubby middle-aged man seemed to see flashes of lightning in the eyes of the old Taoist priest on the left!
"We found someone!"

The slightly overweight middle-aged man gave a soft cheer, pulled the woman over, and introduced himself with pride, "Greetings, fellow Daoists! My name is Fang Yaohui, an investor in XX International Fund, and a director of Lucheng XX Group."

All the old Taoist priests looked at him.

The slightly overweight middle-aged man looked at the several kind-faced, simply dressed old Taoist priests and smiled with a condescending politeness. "I've been feeling unwell lately. If you Taoist priests can help me get better, I'm willing to donate one million to the Taoist temple."

The old Taoist priests were speechless.

Under normal circumstances, when faced with such a person, the old Taoist priests would simply pretend not to hear or see him and would completely ignore him.

Seeing that the old Taoist priests remained noncommittal, Fang Yaohui continued to add fuel to the fire, "I have some influence in the US and the US. If any of you Taoist priests have family members who want to go abroad, I can help you. After all, it's relatively free abroad, and you don't have to worry about the domestic system."

Gu Zhao smiled upon hearing this, "It's fate that we've met twice. I'll give you a chance."

"What?" The slightly overweight middle-aged man shifted his gaze to Gu Zhao.

Gu Zhao picked up the teapot on the table, then reached for a clean cup, poured himself a cup of tea, and said to the slightly overweight middle-aged man, "The speed is too fast, it is indeed annoying."

The slightly overweight middle-aged man was startled by what he heard, his expression a mixture of surprise, anger, joy, and anticipation. "You..."

“This cup of tea can help you solve your problem.” Gu Zhao pointed to the teacup on the table, which was filled with clear tea and shimmered with a faint glow. “There are just a few things to note.”

"What precautions?" the slightly overweight middle-aged man asked hurriedly.

“Traditional Chinese medicine has taboos regarding the use of medicine, and spiritual medicine is no exception.” Gu Zhao smiled slightly. “After drinking this tea, it can slowly improve your physique, allowing you to exercise until dawn even when you are eighty years old.”

The slightly overweight middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he heard Gu Zhao continue, "But improving one's physique takes time, and if that process is interrupted, the backlash will be even more severe."

"What do you mean?" the slightly overweight middle-aged man asked, puzzled.

Gu Zhao held up three fingers. "After drinking this tea, you must not exercise for three years. After three years, it will ensure you live to be eighty years old. However, if you break the rule within three years, you will be powerless from then on."

"Huh?" The slightly overweight middle-aged man was taken aback upon hearing this.

“Of course, everything is conserved, right? After breaking the rule, your first woman will absorb the spiritual power of this cup of tea, and will remain youthful and ageless.” Gu Zhao smiled politely as well.

"Huh?" The young woman's eyes lit up.

"Whether you drink this tea or not is your choice," Gu Zhao said calmly, pushing the teacup to the edge of the table.

The slightly overweight middle-aged man stared in disbelief, then immediately reacted, "Do you have a faster way to get the medicine? I'll pay extra!"

"Three days! You reduce your abstinence period to three days, and I'll give you three... no, five million!" The slightly overweight middle-aged man said with a hint of superiority, "Five million is enough for you to buy an apartment in a first-tier city!"

Gu Zhao stood up and, in the same gentle persuasion, said, "You're only in your early forties now, right? Think about it, you only need to sacrifice three years, and then you can enjoy thirty years of happiness. It's a very good deal."

"but……"

Before the slightly overweight middle-aged man could continue speaking, Gu Zhao looked at the old Taoists and asked, "I've never been to Feiyun Mountain before. Would you senior uncles show me around?"

“Alright!” The three old Taoist priests immediately stood up.

Then, to the astonishment of the slightly overweight middle-aged man, Gu Zhao and the four old Taoist priests simply took a step back and then disappeared before his eyes, leaving him no chance to stop them.

Then, in the small courtyard pavilion, only a middle-aged man with a struggling look in his eyes and a young woman with expectant and encouraging eyes remained.

(End of this chapter)