Shulong Daojun

Unlike when drawing the map of Qingwu City, when Cen An drew the map of the entire continent, he used the western ley line as the base and used all the borrowed magic power to create a miniature model of the ley line within a few breaths.

The details of the various ley lines, their distribution, and their sedimentation are clearly visible.

The only drawback is that the ley line model is incomplete, missing a corner, about a quarter of its size.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cen An suddenly lurched and almost fell over. Fortunately, Lin Shu stepped forward in time to help him up and he regained his balance.

"Thank you for your help, Venerable Master Xianyou. Please grant me another wisp of your magical power. Thank you."

He was barely breathing, and his eyelids were already half-closed.

Although Lin Shu's figure was not clearly visible, he still had a smiling expression on his face.

Lin Shu sensed it for a moment and knew that Cen An was almost out of breath and was only hanging on by a thread.

So, he channeled his magic power, unable to bear it any longer, and softly asked, "Is there anything else you wish to say?"

Cen An held on to his breath and smiled, "If the righteous god Xianyou is destined to pass through the area I previously governed, please take care of my wife, children and the people for me."

As for the rest...

He struggled to sit up, straightened his plain clothes, and said calmly, "I've been here for eight or nine breaths. It's time to go back."

Lin Shu nodded, flicked his sleeve, put away the earth vein model, and then the two of them headed towards the temple.

The rear hall inside the temple.

The old Taoist priest was staring intently at Qing Min, a pill dangling from his hand, muttering to himself:

"Little dragon, come here quickly, let this old Taoist touch you, just once."

The azure dragon hissed, a cunning glint in its eyes. It moved closer, making the old Taoist priest delighted, but then suddenly seemed startled and abruptly moved away, leaving the old Taoist priest filled with regret.

Just as the old Taoist was pondering how to coax him again, Qingmin suddenly moved, leaped up, and landed on the Taoist's shoulder in an instant.

Lin Shu and Cen An had already returned.

Seeing this, the old Taoist sighed inwardly, but quickly composed himself and asked seriously, "Fellow Daoist Cen, are you alright?"

Cen An smiled slightly: "It's nothing, I've only made you worry, fellow Daoist."

Having said that, he immediately strode towards the long banner, expertly gathered it into his arms, and continued:

"Brother Dao, would you like to reminisce some more?"

This trip was faster than usual, and we had plenty of time.

"Well..." The old Taoist hesitated, glanced at Qingmin, thought for a moment, and finally sighed: "Never mind, duty comes first."

Junior brother, I'm sorry to have troubled you so much this time.

He looked at Lin Shu, bowed slightly, then took out a chess piece and gave some instructions, explaining that it must be buried deep in the earth veins of Qingwu City.

Once everything was in place, he grabbed Cen An and rode the escape light to another location.

Lin Shu took the chess pieces and buried them as instructed, then summoned Qi Yannian and the others to discuss the matter further.

More and more lands are disappearing.

......

Meanwhile, the old Taoist priest and Cen An were traveling when, after leaving the territory of Qingwu City, an unexpected incident occurred.

Cen An suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his vision went black, and he fainted halfway through his journey, his breath weak and almost gone.

After a long while, he was awakened by a hoarse cough.

"Fellow Daoist Cen..." The old Daoist frowned, his mouth slightly open as if he was about to speak, but then he let out a sigh.

Although he possessed healing and life-saving elixirs, he could not use them on those who were guilty, according to the rules, so he could only watch from the sidelines.

Cen An also knew the reason for this, shook his head to indicate that he was fine, and then said lightly, "Please, fellow Daoist, take me with you to continue our journey and continue drawing."

The sooner it's completed, the sooner the Taoist sect can deal with the demonic sect, and the sooner I can vent my anger.

After saying that, he struggled to get up, clutched the long banner in his arms, and muttered to himself, "It'll be here soon."

The old Taoist priest said no more, but instead exerted his strength to activate his escape light, carrying Cen An away at high speed.

Upon reaching the remaining areas under the jurisdiction of the righteous gods, he flicked his sleeve, causing the sect's jade talisman to fall to the ground. He glared and roared:

"The Daoist Taiyi lineage is in charge of this matter; you must obey and follow orders immediately."

Duan acts swiftly and speaks concisely and succinctly.

The local deity dared not be negligent and nodded repeatedly.

Occasionally, those who acted foolishly would be slapped awake by the old Taoist priest, and they would obediently tuck their tails between their legs and follow orders.

Thus, in a single day, he traversed ten cities and a hundred counties.

Often working under the stars and moon, through countless days and nights, amidst lush populations and dense landscapes, figures would stand and sketch with brush and ink, gradually completing the map of the continent's geography.

Ten days later, a small grave was erected, standing in a desolate and uninhabited place, without a tombstone or inscription, and no one could find it or remember it.

Only an old Taoist priest bowed respectfully.

Then, carrying the long banner, he vanished without a trace and silently returned to a palace on Mount Chenji.

Inside the palace, Yi Xuan sat alone, surveying the recent actions of the disciples of various lineages and immortals, and nodded slightly.

Upon seeing the old Taoist priest, he slightly raised his eyelids and asked calmly, "Was the matter successful?"

The old Taoist priest quickly handed over the long scroll in his hand, placed it aside, and respectfully said:

"Reporting to the Sect Leader, the complete map of the continent's geography is here, and all the formations have been laid out and scattered throughout the earth's veins."

After speaking, he hesitated for a moment, then bowed again and said, "It's just that the journey has been tiring and I'm physically exhausted. As for Cen An..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yi Xuan interrupted him, saying softly, "I already know about this matter."

"Our sect is still lacking a disciple to attend to us, so we brought Cen An's wife and children here. It can be considered that we have some kind of connection with our Taiyi Yuanchen Sect."

The old Taoist priest's brows relaxed, and he immediately cupped his hands again, saying, "I will obey the sect leader's command."

He then turned to leave.

At this moment, Yi Xuan seemed to remember something and instructed, "As a disciple of my Daoist sect, after this is done, remember to kill some disciples of the demonic sect and protect the people of this region."

Having said that, he raised his hand and waved, signaling the old Taoist priest to step down.

Once his figure disappeared, Yi Xuan rose from his seat and unfurled a long scroll for a glance.

A moment later, he laughed and left the palace.

Now that everything is ready, it's time to settle things with Cang Hun and the others from the Demonic Sect.

Why have several attempts at negotiation failed?

It's not that we can't reach an agreement, but rather that we're all here for this moment.

......

In the palace amidst the clouds, Cang Hun listened to the report from Li Ye and the other Earth Immortals. Upon learning that the disciples of the Five Veins had destroyed the earth veins in various places and built several mounds of white bones, he couldn't help but change his indifferent expression and burst into unrestrained laughter.

"Haha—brilliant!"

The day when the Demonic Sect rises to prominence is fast approaching, and this is the greatest gift to celebrate my birthday.

"Yi Xuan, my little brat, we really owe you a debt of gratitude!"

After he finished speaking, Li Ye and the others smiled and congratulated each other.

Just then, a sharp shout suddenly came from the clouds stretching for miles:

"The Earth Immortal Shouzheng of the Taiyi lineage of the Daoist sect, on the orders of the sect leader, invites a group of Earth Immortals from the Demonic sect for a talk. They will meet after an incense stick has burned."

Please arrive on time, so as not to be late.

After the sound ended, there was no further movement.

Ming's words clearly carried a threat, but Cang Hun's face lit up with extreme joy upon hearing them.

A moment later, he stopped laughing, flipped his hand and took out a sect leader's robe, handed it to Li Ye, and said calmly, "The time has come."