From a Minor Sect Cultivator to the Primordial Spirit Dao Lord

In a world of immortals and swordsmen, a young Taoist named Mu Shao'ai loves flying swords, raising poison insects, drawing talismans, and refining pills. Isn't it delightful to live a care...

Chapter 470 I preach in this world, benefiting all sentient beings.

The Great World of Feathered Ascension, Water Cloud City.

The seven celestial palaces rule this realm, each with its own territory.

The Yang God Heaven reigns high in the Nine Heavens, the Yin Talisman Palace is hidden in the Ten Earths, and the Five Elements Grotto Heaven occupies the human world.

However, with the sudden emergence of Bai Cang, the rule of the Five Elements Grotto Heaven is now in grave danger.

Especially Shuiyue Cave, after being blocked by Bai Cang, they have effectively lost control of their territory.

The disciples of Shuiyue Cave Heaven had already fled and sold off their possessions through various means.

Recently, even the channels for offering incense and prayers have been forcibly cut off.

This completely severed the connection between Shuiyue Cave and the human realm.

As the capital of Shuiyue Cave, which governs 120 cities, the cultivators in Shuiyun City were both surprised and delighted.

What was shocking was the news that a powerful being from beyond the realm had arrived, and that he was extremely ferocious and bloodthirsty.

They had no idea when their heads would move.

What's delightful is that Shuiyue Cave Heaven wasn't exactly friendly; they were already used to a precarious existence.

Now that we have extra provisions, we can at least enjoy ourselves for a few more days.

"I just wonder how many more days of this joy will last!"

Outside Shuiyuan City, Shanshui Manor.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, one finds tranquility amidst the mountains and flowing water.

The tranquil and magnificent place that could only be enjoyed by those who frequented the Water Moon Cave in the past is now "full of distinguished guests".

Leaders of cultivation families from dozens of nearby cities gathered here.

Looking around, one sees a tranquil bamboo forest, babbling springs, and babbling brooks.

The boundless greenery reflected their bewildered and uneasy faces.

It's like the "Azure Emperor's Crown" placed on the heads of beautiful wives and concubines at home.

It's hard to find the mood to enjoy the serene beauty here.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar swept across thousands of miles.

Everyone looked up in astonishment and saw a vast expanse of purple aura spreading out, stretching for countless miles.

A young Taoist priest in a black robe and jade crown rode a blue ox and slowly descended from the sky.

He had phoenix eyes and dragon-like pupils, sword-like eyebrows that reached his temples, and a face so handsome that it was almost flawless.

Her seemingly ordinary and ethereal aura, devoid of any hidden power, sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

It was as if I could see the Grim Reaper, the devil, coming to claim my life.

In an instant, everyone present stood up.

Then they knelt down on the ground like mowing grass, saying, "We worship the immortal and respectfully wish the immortal peace!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Bai Cang unleashed an invisible yet powerful force that lifted everyone to their feet.

Then, with a smile, he said, "I was passing through this place and found it to be a beautiful place with outstanding people and resources. So I decided to build a hermitage here and open a Taoist temple to teach Taoist teachings."

"Would you, esteemed hosts, be so kind as to do me this favor?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was terrified!

Damn it, do we even deserve to be called hosts?

Although Bai Cang smiled and spoke in a very gentle and humble tone.

He had the air of someone who had attained enlightenment, and his presence was truly refreshing.

But everyone felt a chill run down their spines, as if they had already stepped into the gates of hell.

You, a ruthless villain who killed so many that Shuiyue Cave was sealed off and guarded its own territory, and who is said to have even repeatedly harmed "land immortals", are pretending to be a good person in front of us.

To the crowd, Bai Cang’s words could be translated as: “If I want to set up a stick and plant a flag here, can you kneel down and be my dogs?”

Without a moment's hesitation, everyone knelt down and said, "We respectfully obey the Immortal's decree and welcome the Immortal's arrival!"

As for whether sliding on his knees too quickly will result in retaliation from Shuiyue Dongtian in the future.

They couldn't care less about all that now; they just needed to get through this immediate "horrific ordeal" first.

Moreover, it's still uncertain whether the Water Moon Cave will ever exist again.

Some of the bolder ones even knelt down and shouted, "We have lived in barbarian lands for a long time, isolated from the sounds of the Dao. Now that we have the immortal preaching the Dao, it is truly a blessing from heaven!"

"I am willing to become a disciple of the immortal, and serve him like a beast of burden!"

"We humbly beseech the Immortal God to bestow His teachings and enlighten us barbarians, so that we may be bathed in His holy voice and divine radiance."

This air of "the immortal has arrived, and so has the heavens" made Bai Cang's eyes twitch.

Holy crap, this is so relatable!

If I were to abandon my responsibilities and Water Moon Cave were to make a comeback...

I reckon these fair-weather friends will instantly declare, "I'm not wronged, the martial arts examinee is the one who's wronged," without even a second's hesitation.

But this has nothing to do with him anymore!

Bai Cang preaches only to gain the favor of the "Heaven" of this world, to educate and moralize, to rely on the "will of Heaven" to enhance his own importance, and to act as a pawn, switching sides and doing things.

I never thought of taking on a disciple or passing on my lineage in this world.

He didn't even want to get involved in cause and effect, let alone care about the lives or deaths of these people.

Thinking of this, Bai Cang immediately shook his head and said, "I opened this Taoist temple only to expound the laws of the Xuanmen and enlighten all living beings. Anyone with a spirit is welcome to come and listen to the lectures. The rest are none of my business."

These words left everyone present feeling utterly despondent.

Bai Cang's words can be translated as: "I, the Taoist priest, am in charge of killing but not burying. You must stay away from me and don't even think about getting involved."

But the problem is: if an "immortal" is preaching, would they dare not come to listen?

After hearing this, would you dare not switch to this major?

But if the "immortal" doesn't care and just leaves after finishing his sermon...

When the "Ascension Daoist lineage" such as Shuiyue Cave Heaven begins its purge, how will they conduct themselves?

But if one does not listen to the teachings and does not change one's cultivation path, will one die on the spot?

This guy's stubbornness has led him to a dead end, isn't it?

Fortunately, Bai Cang's fearsome reputation was so great that it could be said that "the Daoist Master is not in the martial arts world, but the legend of the Daoist Master is everywhere."

Otherwise, it's hard to guarantee that some reckless and impulsive hothead won't raise his arms and shout: "Surrender or not, we'll die anyway, so let's die for our country!"

Wouldn't that dirty the hands of "Master Bai"?

He's currently portrayed as a preacher, educating all beings, and he's really into imitating the Taoist patriarch. How can we allow something like this to happen?

Thinking this, Bai Cang waved his sleeve and said, "Starting tomorrow, I will begin my lecture at the hour of Mao (5-7 AM). I will lecture for one hour on odd-numbered days. No one will be waited for after that time."

Anyone interested is welcome to attend the lecture; those who are not interested should not bother us!

Before he finished speaking, the blue ox that Bai Cang was riding transformed into a stream of azure energy, which flowed down into the green mountains and bamboo below.

Dozens of green bamboo stalks suddenly sprang up from the ground and hopped and skipped to an open space, where they built a small bamboo hut.

Bai Cang stepped into it, and the purple mist that filled the sky instantly transformed into sweet rain.

This caused all living beings within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles to feel a surge of energy.

A serene, almost celestial, voice resonated in their hearts.

Meanwhile, the leaders of many immortal cultivation families near Shuiyun City were all transported to the foot of the mountain by a gentle yet powerful force.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, somewhat at a loss for what to do!

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