Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 471 Five More Old Taoist Priests
“You must be Master Xiuji, the senior brother of Master Xiujing.”

Gu Zhao looked at the portly old Taoist priest sitting at the head of the table.

Master Xiuji rose and bowed, "Greetings, Mr. Gu!"

The other four old Taoists also sensed the Taoist aura emanating from Gu Zhao and stood up in unison.

Things are different now. Extraordinary beings have appeared in the world, and the old Taoist priests have repeatedly manifested their divine powers in front of people, gifting them golden bracelets and Heavenly Gang Talisman Vajra Mystic Registers, as well as disseminating various inside information...

The Taoists on Blue Star who cultivated inner energy and true qi were knowledgeable; how could they not know that this was because they had obtained a massive amount of spiritual energy?
Considering that the current environment has not changed, yet they have all disappeared.

Even without any rumors circulating from the various sects of the Great Luo Palace, they would immediately think of the blessed land.

Nowadays, news that a new grotto-heaven master is constantly guiding Taoists who have cultivated inner qi to the new grotto-heaven from various Taoist temples has already spread far and wide.

A few days ago, Master Xiuji received a phone call from his junior brother, Master Xiujing, who had previously gone to Gexuan Mountain to cultivate and was then guided to a new grotto-heaven. Master Xiujing not only asked him to bring four more fellow practitioners to join him, but also said that the person who was coming to pick them up was surnamed Gu.

Upon realizing it was his turn in line, Master Xiuji, who was quite excited, immediately took action.

Wu Province truly lives up to its reputation as a large coastal province. The people are wealthy, and there are many Taoists who have cultivated internal energy. Master Xiuji easily summoned four of his close Taoist friends.

The old Taoist priest with black hair and a wrinkled face: Master Longqin of the Shangqing School, who cultivates at the Plum Blossom Ancient Temple.

The handsome middle-aged Taoist priest: Master Honghai of the Qingwei School, who also cultivates at the Plum Blossom Ancient Temple.

The smiling old Taoist priest: Master Zhihua of the Celestial Master's Mansion, who practices at the Lake Mountain Temple.

Kind-faced female Taoist priest: Master Chengping of the Lingbao School of Huangxian Palace.

In addition, there was also Master Xiuji of the Lingbao School, who practiced at Baopu Taoist Temple.

There were exactly five people.

"As expected of the three major schools of talismans, their lineage is spread throughout the south," Gu Zhao said with a smile.

The saying that the Quanzhen School is in the north and the Zhengyi School is in the south is not just a figure of speech.

Although each of the three mountains of talismans only has three or five Taoist priests who have cultivated internal energy, they not only have a full range of practitioners of all ages, but also have countless lineages in the vast southern region.

Take the five people in front of us, for example. Apart from Master Honghai of the Qingwei Sect, the other four are all orthodox successors of the three major talisman sects. If they were to gather together, they could support an ancestral temple.

So Gu Zhao sent out five more Thunder Seeds.

The chilly wind of early spring blew through the courtyard, causing ripples in the pond. Several koi carp, which had been swimming in the water, seemed to sense something and gathered at the edge of the pavilion. They came to the surface of the water and began to wag their tails towards the pavilion.

A young Taoist priest strode quickly to the entrance of the moon gate in the courtyard. “Grandmaster, Grandmaster, Mr. Huang has come to the Taoist academy to draw lots and would like to see you.”

Then he saw his master and the four seniors his master had invited sitting together in the pavilion, their eyes closed, seemingly asleep or unconscious.

And standing beside them was a young man.

"Who are you? What are you doing?" The young Taoist priest was shocked, thinking that Gu Zhao had done something to the old Taoist priests.

"Woo——"

The young Taoist priest was about to call out loudly when Gu Zhao locked his vocal cords.

Looking at the young Taoist priest, Gu Zhao couldn't help but shake his head.

His steps were unsteady, his face was pale, and he was weak and feeble. He seemed to have some signs of cultivation, but in reality, he hadn't put his heart into it at all. He had no hope of entering the Dao in this lifetime.

Seeing Gu Zhao shake his head and realizing he couldn't speak, the young Taoist was both shocked and terrified, and turned to run away.

However, as soon as he lifted his foot, he was frozen in place.

Then all that remained in his eyes was terror.

The courtyard quieted down again, with only the gentle breeze and the sound of koi swishing their tails in the pond. After a moment, Gu Zhao looked towards the door. Two people walked in. The one in the lead, a middle-aged man, looked quite imposing, while the young man beside him lagged behind, seemingly a secretary or similar figure.

"Master Zeyang? What's wrong with you?" the middle-aged man asked in surprise.

The next moment, the young Taoist priest took a sudden step forward, then gasped for breath, "Mr. Huang, I..."

Realizing he could speak, the young Taoist priest turned around abruptly, "Someone's here..."

Then he saw his master suddenly open his eyes, his eyes shining with golden light and flashing silver light, seemingly containing the sun and moon, while his whole body emitted a hazy white light.

The young Taoist priest stood there, stunned.

The middle-aged man who suddenly appeared was also stunned, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light as he looked at Daoist Xiuji.

As Master Xiuji opened his eyes, the other four old Taoists also awoke from the shock brought by the lightning seed.

Master Chengping, also a member of the Lingbao School, exuded a peaceful and serene aura, carrying a faint herbal fragrance.

Master Zhihua of the Celestial Master's Mansion had his five vital energies circulating within him. Apart from his eyes becoming more profound, there was no visible change on his face.

The most dramatic movements were made by Daoist Longqin of the Shangqing School and Daoist Honghai of the Qingwei School. Their eyes emitted purple light, electricity crackled in the air, and purple-gold lightning crackled around them.

Gu Zhao realized that these were two more people who practiced lightning magic.

"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"

The five old Taoist priests raised their hands in unison and chanted their Taoist incantations.

After obtaining the Thunder Seed, they activated their innate Qi and refined their meridians, while also communicating with other cultivators through the Thunder Seed, quickly learning about the situation in the other world.

It's not a new paradise, but another world altogether!
Ghosts, gods, incense, monsters, demons...

Doing good deeds and accumulating merit, eliminating evil and accumulating good karma, gathering negative energy, and ascending to heaven in broad daylight...

Quanzhen, Zhengyi, Swordsmanship, Thunder Magic, Flowing Gold Fire Bell, Daoist Prison, Northern Emperor Tianpeng, Taiji Taiyi...

A completely new world unfolded before them, reshaping their worldview and bringing myths and legends into reality, causing their hearts, which had been cultivating for decades, to pound wildly and become extremely difficult to calm.

This is why they chant mantras as soon as they regain consciousness; it helps them calm down and regain their composure.

"Greetings, Sect Leader!" The five old Taoists bowed in unison.

"Please rise, gentlemen." Gu Zhao gestured to help the five old Taoists to their feet.

The three people at the door remained frozen in place.

Even if they were completely naive, they would know at this point that they had encountered something extraordinary.

Master Xiuji glanced around. He had only closed his eyes to sense things, not shut down his five senses, so he had heard everything that had just happened.

Shaking his head, Master Xiuji was also disappointed in this grand-disciple. "Step down."

The young Taoist priest felt wronged and panicked, but dared not refute. He hurriedly bowed and agreed, then quickly retreated.

“Master Xiuji…” The middle-aged man stepped forward.

“Mr. Huang.” Master Xiuji nodded. “It’s quite a coincidence that you’ve come today. I can’t ask for good fortune in your career, so let me help you take care of your health.”

……

A moment later, the middle-aged man watched the group of six people take off and disappear into the sky, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

(End of this chapter)