I was selling peach wood swords on a live stream, how did I become a Taoist ancestor?

The Celestial Master's Mansion, the Hall of the Three Pure Ones.

After rubbing his eyes, the Taoist priest on duty looked at the statue again.

The statue remained unchanged, dignified and immovable.

"Are you seeing things?"

The Taoist muttered something to himself, not paying much attention.

He continued to clean the altar and add oil to the ever-burning lamp.

After finishing his daily tasks, he retreated outside the hall and sat on the threshold to rest.

The afternoon sun in early spring was warm, making people feel drowsy.

The Taoist priest yawned and squinted his eyes.

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong.

The main hall seemed...too quiet.

It's not the kind of quiet where there's no sound at all.

It was a deeper silence, a silence that seemed to freeze even the air itself.

Even the subtle "charm" that usually lingers has disappeared.

The Taoist priest was startled by his own thought.

He couldn't help but turn around and look into the hall.

The incense still burns, and wisps of smoke rise gently.

The statues stood solemnly, and everything seemed normal.

"Maybe it's because I haven't been sleeping well lately..."

The Taoist priest shook his head and got up to go to the backyard to fetch some water.

I had only taken two steps when my legs suddenly gave way.

It's not that my legs are weak.

The entire ground trembled slightly.

The Taoist priest stood frozen in place.

He had been practicing Taoism for over a decade and had never encountered such a situation before.

Longhu Mountain is the ancestral home of Taoism, with stable geological veins and abundant spiritual energy. How could it possibly experience an earthquake?

And that last attack...

It doesn't seem like an earthquake.

"Senior...Senior Brother!"

Not far away, another young Taoist priest ran over, his face pale.

"Did you feel it? Just now..."

"I sensed it." The older Taoist priest took a deep breath. "Go and report to the abbot."

"good!"

The young Taoist priest ran away in a hurry.

The elderly Taoist priest stood still, looking into the depths of the Sanqing Hall.

The statue was in shadow, its face blurred.

But he always felt that those statues... were watching him.

No, I wasn't looking at him.

He was looking in a direction behind him.

He turned his head following his instincts.

That's... the direction of the Celestial Master's Meditation Room.

……

In a quiet room.

Zhang Yunpu is meditating.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at the ground.

He felt the tremor just now.

This was not an ordinary earthquake.

Rather, it's... the unusual movement of the Longhu Mountain's geological veins.

"What happened?"

He frowned and began to calculate with his fingers.

The moment his fingertips moved, his expression changed.

The secrets of heaven are shrouded in chaos, a complete blur.

It can't calculate anything.

There are only two possibilities in this situation.

First, the level of existence involved is too high for him to calculate.

Secondly... the secrets of heaven have been obscured.

Neither of them is a good thing.

Zhang Yunpu got up, pushed open the door, and went out.

Zhang Minghao was making a phone call outside the courtyard. When he saw him come out, he quickly hung up.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?"

"Did you feel the tremor just now?"

"I felt it," Zhang Minghao nodded. "I've already had someone check, it shouldn't be an earthquake."

Zhang Yunpu didn't speak, but looked up at the sky.

The sky was clear and cloudless.

But he vaguely sensed that there was an extremely faint yet unsettling aura in the air.

"Where is the sword?" he asked.

"It's in my room," Zhang Minghao said. "It's sealed with a talisman."

"Take me to see it."

The two went to Zhang Minghao's room.

The sword was placed in a sandalwood box, with three sealing talismans affixed to the outside of the box.

Zhang Yunpu removed the talisman and opened the box.

The small peach wood sword lay quietly.

It still looks ordinary.

But Zhang Yunpu keenly noticed the bloodstain on the sword...

The color seems a bit too dark.

It changed from dark red to deep red.

"Senior brother?" Zhang Minghao also saw him.

Zhang Yunpu reached out, wanting to pick up the sword again to examine it.

The fingertips just touched the hilt of the sword...

Buzz!

Throughout Longhu Mountain, in all the Taoist temples, halls, and dormitories...

Wherever there is an image of a god.

All the statues trembled slightly at the same time.

The amplitude was very small, so small that it was almost imperceptible.

But all the Taoist priests who were offering incense, chanting scriptures, and standing guard felt it.

They looked up in astonishment at the statue.

Then, they witnessed a scene they would never forget.

Dozens, hundreds of statues of gods...

From the Three Pure Ones and the Four Emperors, to the patriarchs and guardian deities of past generations...

Their movements were extremely slow...

Adjustment.

As if it had come to life, it slightly adjusted the orientation of its body.

In the end, all the statues faced the same direction...

The location of Zhang Minghao's room.

Furthermore, their upper bodies all exhibit an extremely subtle...

A bowing posture.

It's like the natural and spontaneous feeling when a junior meets a senior, or when a peer meets a respected person...

Bending slightly over.

To show respect.

The entire Longhu Mountain fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

All the Taoist priests were dumbfounded.

They stared blankly at the statue, their minds completely blank.

Some of those with lower cultivation levels had their legs buckle and knelt directly on the ground.

It's not that they want to kneel.

Rather, it was some kind of invisible pressure permeating the air that made them instinctively…

I want to bow down.

……

In a quiet room.

Zhang Yunpu's fingers froze in mid-air.

He sensed it.

That oppressive aura was as powerful as a mountain or the sea, yet it was also gentle and inclusive.

"Senior brother..." Zhang Minghao's voice trembled, "This...this is..."

Zhang Yunpu slowly withdrew his hand.

He took a deep breath, and then...

He straightened his Taoist robe, composed himself, and bowed respectfully towards the direction of the peach wood sword.

Seeing this, Zhang Minghao quickly followed suit and bowed as well.

The two remained bowed for a full ten breaths.

Ten breaths later, the oppressive aura slowly dissipated.

The statue was restored to its original state.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

But all the Taoists knew...

It's not a hallucination.

"Senior brother, what exactly is going on..." Zhang Minghao straightened up, his face pale.

Zhang Yunpu did not answer immediately.

He walked to the window and looked at the sky outside.

After a long silence, he finally spoke:

"Minghao, prepare a generous gift immediately and personally deliver it to Qingfeng Temple."

"On behalf of the contemporary Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, I paid a visit to Daoist Zhang Shouqing to express my gratitude to Daoist Li for the sword."

Zhang Minghao nodded emphatically: "I understand."

He turned to leave, but was called back.

"And one more thing," Zhang Yunpu added, "spread the word that today's events are classified as top secret by the Celestial Master's Mansion."

"No disciple may divulge this knowledge; any who violates this rule will be expelled from the sect."

"yes!"

Zhang Minghao left in a hurry.

Zhang Yunpu stood alone in the room, staring at the peach wood sword, speechless for a long time.

……

And this moment.

Qingfeng Temple, a thousand miles away.

Li Jun was squatting by the well in the backyard, watching the dragon fish in the water.

"Why have you gained weight again?"

He muttered to himself as he sprinkled some fish food.

The dragonfish swam over leisurely and swallowed it whole.

Then, it suddenly raised its head and looked at Li Jun.

A hint of humanity flashed in the fish's eyes...

In awe.

Li Jun didn't notice.

He was thinking that he should start a live stream tomorrow.

What should we do this time?

"How about... we try drawing talismans?"

He remembered that in the book "Complete Collection of Taoist Talismans", there was a talisman called "Five Thunder Talisman", which looked pretty cool.

Although it's definitely useless, drawing it for fun during a live stream should be quite entertaining.

"It's settled then."

Li Jun clapped his hands, got up, and went back into the house.

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