Dragon's Origin

Wang Sheng stood up and carefully walked past the six young Taoist priests, approaching Old Taoist Ling Xu.

The old Taoist patted Wang Sheng, then gestured to the six Sect Leaders. They nodded in unison, and then the old Taoist pulled Wang Sheng directly into the passage.

He thought he would have something to eat here, but the old Taoist dragged him into the water and walked out along the underwater passage. They were hoisted up by the winch and emerged from the small, dilapidated Taoist temple.

"How many days has it been?" Wang Sheng asked as they left the temple and headed towards the Old Lord Temple.

"Three days and three nights," Old Taoist Ling Xu replied grumpily. Judging from his tone, he seemed quite displeased.

"Old Taoist, why are you angry?" Wang Sheng asked, puzzled. Could something have happened while he was acting as a bridge for the six young Taoist priests?

"Such a great opportunity for the Ancestral Master's inheritance, and you're not thinking about comprehending my Taoist methods, but instead focusing on cultivation?" This was what displeased the old Taoist, who scolded Wang Sheng: "Wasting the gifts of heaven! Utterly wasting them!"

"Oh? Old Taoist, can you see what I was thinking when I received the inheritance?" Wang Sheng was surprised. How did the old Taoist know he was cultivating?

"When others receive the inheritance, they sit calmly. Only you looked like your hair was about to explode. What else could you be doing but cultivating?" The old Taoist was very dissatisfied and scolded Wang Sheng again: "You're not even as good as a few children. Entering a mountain of treasure and returning empty-handed, I've never seen anyone as stupid as you!"

Not even as good as children, obviously referring to Wang Sheng being inferior to the six young Taoist priests. However, Wang Sheng didn't intend to argue with the old Taoist. His mind wasn't on the Taoist inheritance, and he never planned to become a secluded cultivator. He was already satisfied with the opportunity to witness the Taoist inheritance, especially with the two significant gains he had made. To be even more unsatisfied would truly be insatiable.

In the old Taoist's eyes, the inheritance of Taoist methods was definitely more important than cultivation, which was understandable. Although the old Taoist seemed unconventional, he had actually broken through that realm, which made him appear unrestrained. Deep down, the old Taoist was still a highly virtuous Taoist.

After scolding Wang Sheng a few times, the old Taoist knew Wang Sheng's true intentions, so he stopped and asked about his gains.

"Six Word Incantation," Wang Sheng's simple words made Old Taoist Ling Xu's eyes light up.

Even if Wang Sheng was cultivating, he chose the Nine Syllable Mantra, a Taoist method, which pleased the old Taoist. Especially since Wang Sheng used the Taoist inheritance formation to cultivate his Nine Syllable Mantra to the Six Word Incantation level, the old Taoist was even more delighted.

"Try it out!" The old Taoist couldn't wait for Wang Sheng to demonstrate it to him.

Since the old Taoist was interested, Wang Sheng naturally wouldn't refuse. On the way back to the Old Lord Temple, Wang Sheng demonstrated the Six Word Incantation, mainly the 'Soldier' and 'Fighter' syllables, to Old Taoist Ling Xu, maintaining and protecting his body, and also allowing Old Taoist Ling Xu to experience the powerful body recovery effect.

"Try the 'Array' syllable," Feeling the unprecedented effect of the Nine Syllable Mantra, the old Taoist couldn't wait for Wang Sheng to demonstrate the calming effect of the 'Array' syllable.

Without a word, Wang Sheng immediately cast an 'Array' syllable on himself and the old Taoist. The old Taoist's eyes grew brighter and brighter, almost turning into two small lanterns.

"Alright!" After experiencing it, the old Taoist said heartily: "Go back and find a date to marry Mei'er! At least until Mei'er reaches the peak of Legend, you don't have to worry about anything. As long as Mei'er's heart is still with you and the business, you don't have to worry about her having problems in the short term."

"What about your Mind of Purity and Stillness?" Wang Sheng was overjoyed, but still didn't forget to ask about the old Taoist's Taoist Mind of Purity and Stillness.

"This time, after receiving the Taoist inheritance, I have a direction, but I still need some time to prepare. When the time comes, I'll go into seclusion once, and I should be able to come up with it," the old Taoist said happily. Not only was Wang Sheng's progress good news, but even the Mind of Purity and Stillness had a direction. When he came out of seclusion, it would be another Taoist masterpiece comparable to Tai Chi Fist, and it was born from the old Taoist himself. How could he not be happy?

"What preparations need to be made? What arrangements are needed?" Wang Sheng was also overjoyed. At least he wouldn't have to worry about Mei'er for a long time, and his mood immediately improved a lot. "Tell me, what things or environment do you need? I'll help you arrange it!"

When people are happy, they are in high spirits. With the improvement in his cultivation, the good news from the old Taoist, and the temporary relief from worrying about Mei'er, Wang Sheng immediately revealed his wealthy nature. He even forgot that he hadn't eaten or drank for three days and three nights and was both hungry and thirsty. Even if the old Taoist asked him to build a Scripture Pavilion for him with gold coins, Wang Sheng would not hesitate to do so. What were a few gold coins? As long as it could solve Mei'er's problem, what did it matter?

"You don't need to prepare anything," Old Taoist Ling Xu smiled and said calmly: "When the Grand Abbot and the others are better, I'll go out and kill some people. After killing people, I'll be almost ready."

"No way!" Wang Sheng exclaimed and asked loudly: "You want to study the Mind of Purity and Stillness, and your preparation is to go out and kill a lot of people? Is this to achieve utmost emptiness and maintain perfect stillness, or to bloodbath the world? Can killing people maintain stillness?"

"Killing people, of course, cannot maintain stillness," the old Taoist said matter-of-factly, slowly and deliberately: "However, when enough people are killed, and the violent energy in my chest is released, I can naturally maintain stillness."

Wang Sheng was stunned. Was there such an explanation? He couldn't help but smile wryly at the old Taoist: "Old Taoist, you are a highly virtuous Taoist! If you say that, others will think you are a murdering maniac!"

"Bullshit!" Old Taoist Ling Xu uttered a classic curse, then scolded Wang Sheng: "You are the inventor of Tai Chi Fist, and you don't understand that the things in this world are inherently yin and yang, positive and negative? Without movement, where does Tai Chi come from? Killing enough people, releasing enough violent energy, will naturally lead to peace of mind. Isn't this a typical case of yin giving rise to yang and yang giving rise to yin? You yourself said 'embracing yin and embracing yang,' was that just a joke?"

Wang Sheng was completely speechless, because he found that he couldn't refute Old Taoist Ling Xu's words for a moment.

"When have you ever seen someone who tries hard to calm down and suppress all the evil fire and can truly calm down?" The old Taoist's words poured into Wang Sheng's ears like a thunderclap, causing Wang Sheng's heart to churn: "The consequence of forcefully suppressing it is that one day, when you can't suppress it, it will suddenly erupt on a larger scale, many times more powerful than normal venting. Is that what you want?"

"Blocking is worse than dredging?" Wang Sheng subconsciously blurted out.