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

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Lu County, Qingfeng Temple.

After returning from Haihe City, Li Jun's daily life became routine.

He would do morning lessons, drink tea and teach Xiao Lingxi to read in the courtyard in the morning, and study the yellowish-brown bead in his dantian in the afternoon and evening.

Life was ordinary, but fulfilling.

At the same time, the ley lines of the Great Xia have been expanding eastward, like silkworms devouring leaves, swallowing up the ley lines of the New World bit by bit.

Every inch of extension would be reflected back to Li Jun—his physique was getting stronger, his cultivation was slowly advancing, and the color of the earth-yellow bead in his dantian was getting deeper day by day.

Li Jun was very satisfied with the feeling of constantly getting stronger.

No need for deliberate cultivation or meditation; just basking in the sun and drinking tea will cause your strength to increase rapidly.

This is what cultivating immortality should be like.

That morning, Li Jun was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, teaching Xiao Lingxi to recognize characters.

The little guy was lying on the stone table, holding a pencil in his hand, with a tracing book open in front of him, his little face full of seriousness.

"Master, what's the pronunciation of this character?"

"The 'Guan' in Qingfeng Temple".

"What about this one?"

""road"."

Xiao Lingxi tilted her head and looked at it, then wrote the character "Dao" crookedly on the tracing book.

The handwriting was really bad; the horizontal strokes were uneven and the vertical strokes were crooked, like a drunkard.

But she wrote very carefully. After finishing, she took two steps back, examined the paper carefully, and then looked up at Li Jun expectantly.

"Master, is it beautiful?"

Li Jun stared at the crooked characters and remained silent for several seconds.

"nice."

Xiao Lingxi was so happy that her eyes narrowed into slits, and she buried her head in her writing again.

Just then, Li Jun's phone rang.

He took out his phone and glanced at the caller ID—President Qin.

Li Jun's brow twitched slightly as he pressed the answer button.

"President Qin."

"Master Li, I apologize for disturbing your meditation." Mr. Qin's voice came through the receiver, sounding somewhat reserved.

"It's alright, is there anything I can help you with?"

President Qin paused for a moment, seemingly considering his words.

"Master, it's like this: the president of the New World and Jason, the director of the Bureau of Paranormal Research, have arrived in Dragon City and wish to visit you."

Li Jun was slightly taken aback.

The president and what bureau chief of the New World?

"What are they doing in Great Xia?"

"They said they wanted to establish a strategic partnership with Great Xia to jointly face the challenges of the new era." President Qin paused, then added, "The conditions they offered were extremely generous, almost to the point of... voluntarily becoming a vassal of Great Xia."

After listening, Li Jun remained silent for a second.

He recalled the scene he had "seen" when his mind followed the earth's veins—those fragile New World veins were utterly powerless against the Great Xia veins.

These two probably came for this reason.

"They want to see me?"

"Yes." President Qin's voice became even more reserved. "Of course, whether or not I see you is entirely up to your wishes, Daoist Master."

Li Jun did not answer immediately.

He held his teacup, looking at the gourd vine in the yard.

The flower buds on the vines have grown a few sizes larger than they did a few days ago, and the golden tip of the tender green buds is becoming more and more obvious.

"Alright." Li Jun withdrew his gaze. "Let them come."

On the other end of the phone, President Qin visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Daoist Master. Shall I bring them over this afternoon?"

"Um."

Li Jun hung up the phone and placed it on the stone table.

The old Taoist priest asked from the side, "Who wants to come?"

"The president of the New World, and the director of the Bureau of Paranormal Research."

The old Taoist priest paused for a moment, then picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said nothing.

Little Lingxi, however, looked up and asked curiously, "Master, what is a president?"

"He is the leader of a country."

"Is he very good?"

Li Jun thought about it.

"good."

Xiao Lingxi nodded as if she understood, then buried her head in writing again.

Li Jun stood up, walked to the gourd vine, and gently touched one of the flower buds.

The flower bud trembled slightly, as if in response.

He recalled what President Qin had just said—"willing to become a vassal of Great Xia."

These two people have some guts to make such a decision.

However, they probably came to him not just to show their loyalty.

There must be another purpose behind it.

Li Jun withdrew his hand, looked at the emerald green gourd vine, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

It doesn't matter.

It would be good to meet him.

After all, the ley lines of that continent would eventually belong to him.

……

in the afternoon.

Li Jun sat at the stone table in the courtyard, with a pot of tea in front of him.

The old Taoist priest took Xiao Lingxi down the mountain to buy things, saying he wanted to get her some summer clothes.

The courtyard was quiet, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind and the occasional birdsong.

Li Jun looked up at the sky.

I reckon President Qin and his team should be arriving soon.

Sure enough, not long after, the sound of a car engine came from down the mountain.

After a while, footsteps echoed on the bluestone path.

The footsteps were light and cautious, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the mountains.

It was Andrew Harrison, the president of the New World.

Following behind the president was a burly Black man in a black uniform, with a resolute face and sharp eyes.

James Jensen, Director of the Bureau of Paranormal Research.

Both of them looked very nervous.

Especially when they saw Li Jun sitting at the stone table, their tension turned directly into awe.

President Qin walked up to Li Jun and clasped his hands in a respectful greeting.

"Master, these two are Mr. Andrew Harrison, President of the New World, and Mr. James Johnson, Director of the Bureau of Paranormal Research."

Li Jun nodded, his gaze falling on Harrison and Jason.

The two quickly stepped forward.

Harrison bowed slightly and said in accented Chinese, "Master Li, I have long admired your name. It is my great honor to meet you today."

Jensen was even more respectful, bowing almost at a 90-degree angle.

"Greetings, Master Li."

Li Jun glanced at the two of them and then nodded slightly.

"Please sit down."

He pointed to the stone bench opposite him.

The two then carefully sat down, their posture as upright as elementary school students in class, unsure of where to put their hands.

Li Jun poured each of them a cup of tea.

The two quickly accepted the gift with both hands and thanked the man.

Harrison held his teacup, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully took a sip.

The tea was very ordinary, just wild tea produced on Qingfeng Mountain, with a slightly bitter taste.

But when he tasted it, he felt that this tea was more precious than anything he had ever drunk in his life.

Because this tea was poured by Master Li.

Jason did the same, taking a sip from the small teacup before placing it back on the table with both hands, making sure it was perfectly straight, as if afraid of tilting it.

Li Jun found it somewhat amusing to see the two of them behaving so cautiously.

They were high-ranking officials in the New World, yet they were so nervous in front of me.

"What brings you two from so far?"

Li Jun spoke, his tone flat.

now.

Harrison and Jason exchanged a glance.

Then, Harrison took a deep breath and spoke:

"Master, I have come here today to ask for your assistance."

He got straight to the point, without beating around the bush.

Because he knew that in the face of such an existence, any flowery words were superfluous.

Li Jun held his teacup without saying a word.

Harrison continued, "I presume you already have some understanding of the current situation in the New World."

"Nature spirits are descending into the world at an increasingly faster pace, and more and more energy fluctuations are being detected in various places."

"With the strength of the New World, it is simply not capable of dealing with this."

He paused, his voice becoming even heavier.

"You must have heard about what happened in Catana City, Daoist Master."

"A natural spirit with an energy level 75 times higher caused the New World to pay the price of 300,000 casualties and eight nuclear weapons."

"And now, seventeen similar energy fluctuations have been detected in the New World."

"The highest point has reached 230 times."

At this point, Harrison looked up at Li Jun, his eyes full of pleading.

"We would like to ask the Taoist priest for help."

"Any conditions are negotiable."

At this moment, the president of a great superpower is like a child with nowhere else to turn, asking an adult for help.

The courtyard fell silent.

The only sounds were the rustling of leaves in the wind and the chirping of birds in the distant mountains and forests.

Li Jun remained calm after hearing this.

He didn't respond immediately, but instead picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

Currently, the Great Xia's ley lines are constantly devouring the ley lines of the New World. At this rate, it won't be long before the ley lines of the entire New World are completely under his control.

In this situation, it would indeed be a waste to remove all the people from the New World.

It's better to keep them and let them create value.

As for those natural spirits...

If the Great Xia's ley lines want to completely cover the New World, they will inevitably clash with the spirits of nature.

Those slumbering beings will not stand idly by and watch the earth's veins be swallowed up.

Conflict is inevitable.

But it's not a big deal.

Those who obey me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish.

It's that simple.

Just as Li Jun was about to speak, Harrison suddenly spoke again.

"Master Li."

His voice was even heavier than before.

"There is one more thing I would like to report to you."

Li Jun looked at him.

Harrison took a deep breath and then slowly opened his mouth.

"The Holy Light Church delegation has arrived in the New World."

Li Jun's brow twitched slightly.

Church of Holy Light?

“They sent a cardinal, and…” Harrison paused, his voice growing lower, “an angel.”

"That angel said that the Church was willing to help the New World resolve the threat of the natural spirits, on the condition that..." He gritted his teeth, "that the New World be bathed in holy light again."

After listening, Li Jun slowly put down his teacup.

The bottom of the cup hit the stone table, making a crisp sound.

Harrison and Jason's heart skipped a beat at the same time.

They watched Li Jun nervously, not daring to breathe.

Li Jun looked at the two of them and finally spoke.

"Since the Church of Holy Light has already sent angels to assist us, why are you still coming to find me?"

His voice was calm, but Harrison and Jason detected a faint chill in it.

The two exchanged a glance, and then Harrison gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Because...we don't trust the Church of Holy Light."

Don't trust me?

After listening, Li Jun remained silent for a moment.

Then he smiled.

The smile was faint, so faint that it was almost invisible, but in Harrison and Jensen's eyes, it instantly dissipated most of the tension in their hearts.

"He does seem somewhat clear-headed."

Li Jun said.

The voice remained calm, but the tone was gentler than before.

Upon hearing this, Harrison and Jason felt a weight lift from their hearts.

At this moment, Li Jun continued:

"I am pleased to see this matter succeed."

His voice was calm, but to Harrison and Jason it sounded like heavenly music.

Their tense bodies relaxed at the same time.

Harrison's eyes instantly reddened.

He stood up and bowed deeply to Li Jun.

"Thank you very much, Master Li!"

His voice was trembling.

Jason also stood up and bowed deeply.

"Thank you so much, Daoist Master! The New World will never forget your kindness!"

Li Jun waved his hand.

"You're welcome."

He paused for a moment, then said, "You can discuss the specifics with President Qin."

The two nodded quickly and bowed deeply to President Qin.

President Qin quickly returned the greeting, but in his heart he was thinking:

The Taoist priest has finished the most difficult part; leave the rest to us.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean.

Deep within the manor where the Holy Light Church delegation resided, in a council chamber shrouded in layers of holy light, the atmosphere was incredibly oppressive.

Cardinal Alberto sat in the main seat, holding a encrypted intelligence document in his hand, his face terribly grim.

Opposite him, a blond man leaned against the window, sunlight streaming through the stained glass and illuminating his profile, casting a hazy glow on his handsome, otherworldly face.

"They went to Bactria!"

Alberto slammed the intelligence report on the table, his voice trembling slightly with anger.

"These treacherous fools! The church has already decided to help them! And yet they still..."

He didn't finish speaking, but the anger of being fooled almost broke through his usual composure.

The blond man by the window slowly turned his head, his golden eyes completely calm.

But Alberto felt the temperature in the entire room suddenly drop.

"sinner."

The blond man spoke, his voice clear and cold like an icy spring, yet carrying a chill that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Everyone on this land is a sinner."

Alberto stood up, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself. "Envoy, what should we do now? What if the New World truly falls to Great Xia..."

The blond man raised his hand, interrupting Alberto.

"Since they have no sincerity whatsoever..."

He slowly turned around, the sunlight behind him outlining his slender silhouette, three pairs of pure white wings appearing and disappearing in mid-air, each feather radiating a holy glow.

"Then let them experience firsthand why the Lord's wrath can be remembered by mortals for thousands of years."

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