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

Zhang Minghao's voice was low and deep: "Five hundred years ago, a traitor emerged from Longhu Mountain."

"He secretly learned forbidden techniques, went mad from the cultivation, and ultimately became an evil spirit."

"The Celestial Master's Mansion at that time used all its resources to seal it here."

"Unexpectedly... five hundred years later, the seal has not erased it, but is about to become ineffective."

After hearing this, everyone felt even more gloomy.

A traitor to the Celestial Master's Mansion? He's been suppressed for five hundred years and hasn't been erased? Just how vicious must he be?

After walking for a few more minutes, an open space appeared ahead.

On the open ground, Zhang Yunpu, dressed in a purple Taoist robe, sat cross-legged with the Celestial Master Sword lying horizontally on his lap, his eyes closed as he meditated.

Hearing footsteps, Zhang Yunpu slowly opened his eyes.

"Master Zhang." President Qin stepped forward and bowed.

Zhang Yunpu nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone before lingering on Lan Cailing for a moment.

"Lord Lan Dong has also arrived. Thank you for your trouble."

Lan Cailing cupped her hands in greeting: "You're too kind, Celestial Master."

"Master, how is the situation?" President Qin asked.

Zhang Yunpu sighed.

"The situation is not optimistic."

He pointed deep into the valley: "The seal is damaged more severely than expected."

"That evil spirit... has probably recovered to the strength of the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm. Even if we can strengthen the seal, we can't confine it for long. On the contrary, its strength will be even greater after it breaks free of the seal!"

The middle stage of Void Refining!

Everyone's expression changed.

Zhang Tianshi was only at the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm!

How do we fight this?

"I have already set up the 'Big Dipper Demon Subduing Formation' outside the seal."

Zhang Yunpu continued, "But I'm not sure if we can trap it."

President Qin took a deep breath.

"Master, no matter what, we must not let this evil spirit escape."

"I will have the military make preparations, but this is a last resort."

"Use it if you don't have to, otherwise the impact and panic it causes will be impossible to suppress, and it will attract the attention of other countries."

Zhang Yunpu nodded.

"I see."

He glanced at the sky.

The sun had completely set, and night was beginning to fall.

"There are less than three hours left until midnight."

Zhang Yunpu said in a deep voice, "Everyone, get ready."

Everyone nodded and got to work.

Xuanming Daoist, along with several other Daoists, continued to refine the formation.

Lan Cailing released several Gu worms to guard the area around the valley.

Liu Zhenguo and Chen Jianguo led the night watch team to set up a defensive line.

Everyone was on edge.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

……

at the same time.

Lu County.

In the evening, Li Jun and Yin Jian met at a small restaurant in the county town.

Yin Jian was a little reserved at first.

After all, he already knew that his good brother was a great figure, like a celestial being.

This left him somewhat unsure how to face the situation.

But Li Jun went up and punched him.

"What's wrong? Don't you recognize me?"

Just one sentence made Yin Jian feel that this was still the Taoist brother he knew.

The atmosphere immediately relaxed.

The group ordered a few dishes and chatted as they ate.

However, Lan Nianzhen was somewhat reserved during the meal.

Because she could sense that her natal Gu had become completely silent in fear.

That's suppression at the level of life itself.

She kept her head down, fiddling with her chopsticks in the bowl, without eating a single bite for a long time.

Li Jun noticed her unusual behavior and asked, "Miss Lan, what's wrong? Is the food not to your liking?"

Lan Nianzhen looked up and forced a smile: "No... I'm just a little worried about my mother."

She paused, then whispered, "The situation at Longhu Mountain... seems very dangerous."

Upon hearing this, Li Jun comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, the Celestial Master's Mansion has a thousand-year-old heritage and profound foundation. Celestial Master Zhang is also a master of our time. He will definitely be able to handle it well."

Lan Nianzhen nodded, but the worry between her brows did not disappear.

……

After the meal, Li Jun returned to Qingfeng Temple.

He lay in bed, thinking about what Lan Nianzhen had said about Longhu Mountain, and felt somewhat uneasy.

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Even a master of Zhang Tianshi's caliber wasn't confident...

How ferocious must that evil spirit be?

He tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and finally sat up and began to meditate cross-legged.

But if you have something on your mind, it's difficult to enter a state of tranquility during cultivation.

After several failed attempts, Li Jun sighed and lay back down.

Never mind, let's go to sleep.

He closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Jun had a hazy dream.

In his dream, he saw a small peach wood sword.

Then, the sword flew up.

It flew higher and higher, farther and farther.

Finally, it disappeared into the horizon.

Li Jun suddenly woke up with a start.

He sat on the bed, recalling the dream he had just had, and a strange feeling welled up inside him.

That peach wood sword...

Why does it look so familiar?

……

child time.

The moment when Yin energy is at its peak.

Longhu Mountain, an unnamed valley.

Black mist surged like a tide, bursting forth from the depths of the valley and turning half the sky inky black.

The moonlight was completely blocked out, leaving only a chilling darkness between heaven and earth.

Zhang Yunpu, holding the Celestial Master Sword, stood at the core of the Big Dipper Demon Subduing Formation.

His Taoist robes fluttered without wind, his beard and hair stood on end, and his body was enveloped in a flow of internal energy, creating a pale golden halo in the darkness.

"They're here."

Zhang Yunpu's voice was deep.

Before he could finish speaking...

boom!!!

A deafening roar echoed from the depths of the valley!

It was as if something had been completely awakened from its slumber.

Immediately afterwards, the ground began to shake violently.

Gravel tumbled and dead trees snapped.

The Night Watch members staggered backward, barely managing to regain their footing.

"Hold the formation!" Liu Zhenguo shouted sternly.

He held a specially made short knife, the blade of which was engraved with exorcising runes and was now emitting a faint golden light.

Chen Jianguo and the others were positioned around the outer edge of the formation, each with a solemn expression.

Xuanming Daoist sat cross-legged in the southeast corner of the formation, his hands forming a mudra, chanting incantations.

Seven yellow command flags were planted on the ground in front of him, their surfaces moving and fluttering even without wind.

Lan Cailing stood in the southwest corner, and dozens of Gu worms flew out from her sleeves, landing densely on the surrounding ground.

The bodies of those Gu worms glowed with an eerie blue light, forming a complex pattern.

At this moment, everyone is waiting.

Waiting for the evil spirit that has been sealed for five hundred years to break free.

Time passed second by second.

The tremors became increasingly violent.

The black fog deep in the valley began to shrink towards the center.

It's like a giant black hole, devouring everything around it.

then.

Click...click click...

A crisp cracking sound came from deep within the valley.

It looked like something was crumbling away little by little.

"The seal... is completely broken," Master Zhang Yunpu murmured.

He gripped the Celestial Master Sword tightly in his hand.

The sword trembled slightly, emitting a humming sound like a dragon's roar.

next moment.

Roar! ! !

An indescribable roar exploded from the depths of the valley!

The sound was neither human nor beast, but rather a mixture of the wails of countless vengeful spirits.

Sharp, piercing, and soul-searching!

Several of the lower-level Night Watch members groaned, covered their ears, and blood trickled from the corners of their mouths.

"Concentrate and calm your mind!" Xuanming Daoist shouted.

He swiftly formed hand seals, and the seven command flags shone brightly, forming a semi-circular light shield that protected everyone inside.

Outside the light shield, black mist surged.

A withered hand emerged from the black mist.

The hand was nothing but skin and bones, the skin was bluish-black, and the nails were long and sharp, with a metallic sheen.

Then came the second one, the third one...

Eight hands reached out from the black mist!

Each hand held a magical artifact.

whisk, copper bell, magic sword, token...

These magical artifacts were already dilapidated and full of cracks, but they still emitted a chilling aura.