Shulong Daojun

As soon as he finished speaking, the Taoist priest walked over, a kind and joyful smile on his face.

Seeing that Lin Shu had already reached the level of a long-lived immortal, he raised his long eyebrows and nodded slightly.

When Qingmin saw him again, he had already taken up the post of local deity. A faint scent of incense emanated from the dragon's body, and it nodded and smiled again.

However, when he saw Zhuyin bowing in respect, his smile suddenly faltered and faded.

"My good disciple, am I seeing things?"

"In broad daylight, I saw a four-clawed, turbid dragon here."

The Taoist priest asked in confusion, rubbed his eyes, and saw that the unruly figure of Zhu Yin was still before him, so he frowned.

After a moment of contemplation, he looked at Lin Shu, sighed, and said gently, "Good disciple, I will not interfere with your path."

However, there is one word of caution: this dragon was born from turbid water, which could be a big problem.

If you fail to discipline them in the future, don't blame me for disciplining them.

Upon hearing this, Lin Shu felt a sense of relief and immediately bowed, saying, "Thank you, Master."

Earthly immortals coexist with the vital energy of a place.

It can connect with the earth's veins, reveal good and bad fortune, and allow one to travel along the earth's veins throughout the mountains and rivers, just as one can observe the lines on one's palm.

Therefore, the method of using the earth's energy in Qingwu City to conceal Zhuyin is simply not feasible.

It's better to be open and honest with each other without hiding anything.

Now it seems that it's alright for Zhuyin to stay by my side.

Lin Shu made up his mind and chuckled softly:

"Although Zhuyin's roots are turbid, his heart is pure. He often follows his disciple to sort out the earth veins of Qingwu City, which shows that he has the potential to cultivate truth through falsehood."

Please rest assured, Master, your disciple will certainly regulate its behavior and not waste its inherent potential.

After saying this, he gently lifted the teapot and gestured to Zhuyin with his eyes.

Zhuyin understood, and used the dragon's tail to lift the teacup. After the tea stopped flowing, he gently pushed it in front of Baodao, and murmured a word to show his respect.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest shook his head and smiled, saying nothing more. He simply took the teacup and said softly:

"A mistake that is not yet apparent is not a sin. If you have not revealed any murderous intent or committed any killing, you are innocent."

I will not prejudice you as a harmful person simply because your nature is impure, nor will I judge your present sins based on the uncertain future.

Since you have offered me a cup of tea, I should return the favor with gratitude.

Having said that, he flicked his sleeve, sending a beam of spiritual light onto the body of the Candle Yin Flood Dragon, and continued:

"I, a humble Taoist, will use my own immortal aura to conceal your turbidity, which will protect you for ten years."

Only those whose cultivation far surpasses that of this humble Taoist can detect your aura.

But if you choose evil, this aura will dissipate into the world.

After saying this, Bao Daoren took a sip of tea, savoring it carefully. It was slightly bitter at first, but a hint of sweetness followed.

Zhu Yin was confused. After the dragon head nodded, he was surprised to find a layer of spiritual light on the dragon's body. He immediately revealed his true nature, strode up to Qing Min, raised his head and swayed his tail.

But in less than half a breath, the spiritual light receded, and it revealed a sullen expression, its dragon eyes filled with confusion.

Lin Shu smiled and let the two dragons play around. He then cupped his hands and asked the Taoist priest, "Master, what is the purpose of that demonic sect's trip?"

The Taoist priest frowned, put down his teacup, and said, "His purpose has not yet been ascertained."

However, judging from the aura of Senior Brother Yi Xuan when he returned, Cang Hun was clearly serious and had great ambitions for this attack.

As your teacher, I followed Senior Brother Yi Xuan's instructions. Moreover, there are only three of us under my tutelage: you, Sheng'er, and Xiao Dou'er. Before leaving the temple, I activated the array to seal it off.

That's why I finally found the opportunity to come to Qingwu City to visit you.

After speaking, the monk's expression gradually hardened, and he looked at Lin Shu and instructed him, "However, I cannot stay here for long. I still need to return to Senior Brother Yi Xuan's place to discuss this matter together."

Good disciple, Qingmin is now registered and famous. Even the people of the Demonic Sect will have to think twice before acting.

But this little turbid dragon is different.

At this point, the Taoist priest changed the subject and said in a deep voice, "This dragon is naturally compatible with the Demonic Sect. Once exposed, even those Earth Immortals will covet it."

Please be sure to pay attention.

Lin Shu knew the matter was serious and dared not be negligent: "Your disciple will remember this."

He bowed to the Taoist priest, poured himself a cup of tea, and savored the bittersweet taste, but a sense of unease inexplicably arose in his heart.

He always felt that something big was about to happen, but he couldn't find the beginning of it, which made him feel increasingly strange.

Three days later, a message came from Yi Xuan, who gave the Taoist priest some more instructions before riding the clouds straight up to the sky.

Ten days later, the disciples of the five branches of the Demonic Sect wreaked havoc everywhere, like locusts sweeping across the land. People, livestock, plants and other living beings were all harmed, and the earth's veins, rivers, wilderness and other places were destroyed.

Although Taoist disciples and righteous gods from various places tried to stop them, the demonic disciples acted recklessly and used any means necessary.

They may use the lives of ordinary people as leverage to carry out massacres, or they may detonate the earth's veins, causing widespread casualties.

And after a successful strike, he would not be greedy and would immediately leap to the next spot.

In addition, Taoist disciples need to appease the people and pacify the earth's veins, which consumes both time and energy.

For a moment, they were caught off guard and overwhelmed.

Lin Shu has been frequently traveling through three counties and eighteen townships recently, killing more than a dozen disciples of the Demonic Sect who had achieved the Longevity Immortal realm, and about sixty others who were below that level.

However, chaos and disorder still raged within the jurisdiction of Qingwu City.

Not only did the common people suffer, but the righteous gods under his command were also implicated.

In the rear hall of the temple, Lin Shu casually killed another disciple of the Demonic Sect with a single palm strike and returned, immediately receiving a message from Qi Yannian via incense:

"By the righteous god Xianyou, another person has gone missing from our county. It is suspected that he has been captured by evil people from the demonic sect."

After a moment's thought, Lin Shu lit an incense stick and replied, "Investigate their whereabouts immediately and report back as soon as you have any news."

After finishing, I rubbed my temples and took a sip of tea to relieve my fatigue.

This is the eighth missing land.

He used his divine power to sense and try to confirm the location of the missing land, but he could only perceive a blurry scene.

The only certainty is that his life is not in danger.

The arrest of the person without causing death is quite suspicious.

However, just as Lin Shu was pondering this, above the colorful clouds in the sky, Yi Xuan and Cang Hun each led their respective lineages of immortals to discuss the matter of peace talks.

Above the clouds, a chessboard reflects the landscape and ridges of a continent.

Although its full form is not yet known, it gradually comes into view over time.

Yi Xuan, holding the white pieces, pondered for a moment before placing a piece and asking, "Is the peace talk real or fake?"

Cang Hun, holding the black pieces, placed one near a well-preserved ley line on the chessboard and smiled calmly, "It is indeed true. I have always been magnanimous."

It's just a few unpleasant things, nothing to worry about, so there's no need to keep dwelling on it.

All that is needed are a hundred or so primordial spiritual items of the turbid qi type, a number of rare and precious materials, and permission for my demonic sect disciples to freely practice and cultivate their arts in the world.

After speaking, he placed another piece, which, along with the surrounding black pieces, formed an encirclement.

Yi Xuan landed with his son, but his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he coldly shouted, "I thought it was a peace talk, but you just spout nonsense. What a load of rubbish! Utterly laughable!"

Cang Hun was not angered, but focused his attention on the details of the chessboard, and understood a bit about it.

After a moment, Fang laughed and said, "Yi Xuan, as the leader of a sect of Taoism, you don't want to see the common people continue to suffer, do you?"