A black dog wearing floral shorts rolled its eyes and said:
"Don't talk nonsense. Your current alias is Li Ming. You always use his name to travel around. If you ever run into him, he'll beat you to death."
"When you're out in the world, it's perfectly normal to use an alias, okay? I thought his name sounded nice, so I used it. Otherwise, would you expect me to be called Li Feiyu?"
Besides, he's in the Yunmeng Sect, how could he possibly have gotten here?
"Amitabha Buddha, what kind of place is this? How did we get here?" a fat man asked, very frustrated.
"Who knows? Maybe it's in the world of the coffins of gods," Ye Fan said.
A few days ago, he, Duan De, Hei Huang, Ji Ziyue, the Holy Prince, Li Tian, Yan Yixi, Li Heishui, Wu Zhongtian, Jiang Huai Ren, the old assassin Qi Luo, and others descended upon the Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple.
They saw the traces of the Taoist boy from 200,000 years ago, the Emperor of Feathered Ascension, and the coffin of a deity buried in the heavens.
Black Emperor and Duan De were in charge of opening the coffins. The coffins kept nesting inside each other, and they ended up here inexplicably. The most terrifying thing was that Little Nannan also appeared next to them.
"Big brother, what should we do?" the little girl asked, her hair in two braids and her bare, delicate white feet exposed.
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"Are you new here?"
"Who?" Li Ming turned around abruptly, extremely vigilant. Anyone who could appear silently behind him must be extraordinary.
A slightly younger Taoist boy in hemp robes stood atop a dead celestial phoenix, holding a whisk in his hand. His hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, his cheeks were as clear as jade, and his robes fluttered, making him appear as otherworldly as a banished immortal.
Li Ming was astonished: "How could a Daoist boy suddenly appear here? How did he appear out of thin air?"
The village elder, Shao Siming, and Huang Muyu were all astonished; the power of this young Taoist was unfathomable.
The young Taoist priest stared at the group of men and women, and said helplessly:
"What's going on? How does the Myriad Body Immortal Sect operate? The recent batches of laborers have all asked this question. Don't they explain who they're working for? Are they just randomly arresting people?"
Looking at the village chief's wife, I never expected that they would even capture such an old woman. The Myriad Body Immortal Sect is really bold.
Instead of bringing in their own disciples, they randomly arrest people.
This is not the first time.
The young Taoist stroked his whisk and sneered, "After this matter is over, go to the Myriad Body Immortal Sect, warn them and put pressure on them, let them know that their master is planning a strong return."
Li Ming knew that the Myriad Body Immortal Sect was one of the Ten Immortal Sects of Dongsheng, and that there were many immortal bodies in the sect.
For example, the seventh-ranked Bai Ri Fei Xian Body, the eighth-ranked Wu Gou Liu Li Body, and the tenth-ranked Chaos God and Demon Body.
Could the young Taoist be referring to the Myriad Body Immortal Sect?
The power of the Daoist disciple must surpass the first realm of Dao. The Myriad Body Immortal Sect could not possibly have such a foundation. There must be something fishy going on here. Perhaps the riot in the forbidden area is related to them.
Li Ming decided to take things one step at a time and thoroughly investigate the relationship between the Daoist boy and the Myriad Body Immortal Sect.
The young Taoist, stroking his whisk, jumped down from the phoenix and led the way: "Hmph, you all come with me."
"What do we need to do?"
"Here, talk less and work more." Ant Daoist said with a serious expression and a cold tone. If it weren't for the shortage of personnel, he would have liked to kill Li Ming.
The Daoist boy in hemp clothing was a bit arrogant, and Li Ming wanted to take action against him. Suddenly, he noticed that there were four other Daoist boys with extremely strong abilities, all of whom had surpassed the first realm of Dao.
There are five such powerful individuals in total.
But that's not the most shocking thing. The most impressive thing here is an old man with white hair.
He sat cross-legged on a white stone, his body radiating a dazzling divine glow, like a sun.
As the hand seal reversed, the laws, Dao patterns, Dao rhythms, and power of the Great Dao swirled around the body's surface.
This old man is ridiculously strong, even stronger than the five Daoist disciples combined. What kind of monster is this? When did such a powerful figure appear in Dongsheng? He didn't even notice.
“That’s Elder Chi Yuan. Don’t look at him like that. He doesn’t have my good temper. If you offend him, you won’t even know how you died,” the hemp-robed Daoist boy said coldly.
He led Li Ming to a simple stone house, took out a notebook filled with dense notes, indicating that they were not the first people to enter.
The Taoist boy in hemp clothing quickly registered the names of Shao Siming, Huang Muyu, and the village chief, and then engraved their names on a small wooden plaque.
He then looked up at Li Ming and asked, "What's your name?"
Li Mingdao: "Li Ming."
The young Taoist priest in hemp robes shook his head, pointed to the name on the register, and said, "It's the same name. Change it. Hurry up, don't waste my time."
Li Ming was speechless. He could change his name, but couldn't it be any more outrageous?
He frowned and thought for a moment, then a name popped into his mind.
"Ye Fan".
The young Taoist priest in hemp clothing quickly wrote down the names, and after registering them, he engraved the names on a wooden plaque and handed it to Li Ming, along with work clothes for him and the three women.
They were then taken to the Reincarnation Plate.
It was a huge millstone, on which sat a phoenix that had been dead for who knows how long. Although it was dead, it did not smell of decay and was still flowing with blood.
In all four directions of the millstone, a group of people were slowly pushing it to turn. It was a manual millstone. Couldn't they catch a few mythical beasts instead?
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