"Qingshui, what Qingshui? Is he calling me?" Xu Feng thought to himself.

However, when he saw the Taoist robe on the Taoist boy in front of him, Xu Feng also realized that his identity should be the same as his, a Taoist boy in a Taoist temple, because the Taoist robe on the Taoist boy in front of him was exactly the same as the one placed at the head of his bed.

"Hurry up, I'll go get the sacrificial utensils first. The master will be back after the utensils are placed!" A look of annoyance appeared in the Taoist boy's eyes. Without waiting for Xu Feng to reply, he turned around and left the room. When he left, he closed the bamboo door of the room.

"Qingshui, this Taoist name is really unpleasant..." Xu Feng curled his lips, turned around and put on the Taoist robe on the bedside.

"Hey, this is also a magic weapon!" Xu Feng stroked the Taoist robe on his body, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. This Taoist robe was actually a magic-level equipment with three skills attached.

"Cleaning", "Dust Removal", "Refreshing"

The cleansing technique can clean the wearer's body, similar to taking a bath. The dust removal technique cleans the robe itself, keeping it clean at all times. After cleaning, it looks like it has been ironed, without any wrinkles. The cheering technique can make the wearer feel high-spirited and energetic.

Three very practical little spells, not bad for a Taoist child.

After putting on the Taoist robe, Xu Feng prepared to leave the wooden house. He heard from the Taoist boy that the owner of the place where he was, the man called "master" by the Taoist boy, was going to hold a sacrificial ceremony. Xu Feng and the Taoist boy were responsible for placing the sacrificial utensils.

Just as Xu Feng was about to push the door open and leave, he suddenly realized that the simple bamboo door seemed to be shrouded by a mysterious force and could not be opened at all, unlike the Taoist boy before who pushed the bamboo door open easily.

At this moment, the whole wooden house suddenly shook violently, as if something huge had fallen down, causing the aftermath of the vibration.

Dust from the roof fell down, and the dust slowly danced in the sunlight that came through the cracks in the wooden wall. After a while, the dust seemed to be attached by a mysterious force and condensed together, forming lines of words in front of Xu Feng's eyes; "Apostle Xu Feng, welcome to the secret world where the fragments of the avenue evolved!"

"You have a preset identity in this world, and the relevant memories and experiences will be automatically loaded into your mind. This memory and experience will not have any impact on your original memory. After leaving this world, this experience will subconsciously sink deep into your sea of ​​consciousness!"

"Congratulations, Apostle Xu Feng, for entering the secret realm of the Great Dao and triggering the identity sublimation trial. Once you complete the trial, your identity will be upgraded from a transcendent to a scattered immortal!"

"Advancing to a Loose Immortal will earn you recognition from the Great Dao of the Upper Realm, increase your luck value by one thousand points, and upgrade your luck halo to a luck and morality halo! You will have a chance to bathe in the Great Dao, and there is a certain chance that you will change your footing!"

"The system has detected that you have triggered the identity sublimation trial, and the main task has changed! The current main task is to complete the sublimation trial. Do you accept it? Yes/No! Note: If you choose not to accept, it means rejecting the identity sublimation trial, and the main task will be changed to the original main task!"

…

Xu Feng couldn't believe his eyes. How did he trigger a status sublimation trial for no apparent reason? Could it be that his status as an apostle of the lower world was somewhat embarrassing?

“After entering the upper realm, I found that many disciples in the sect were selected from the various realms of the lower realm. There are very few disciples who were born and raised in the upper realm!” Xu Feng thought to himself: “Also, in the upper realm, the power system seems to be completely different from that on Blue Star. Before, it was only the apostles from level one to level nine, and after breaking through, they became transcendents. But in the upper realm, most of them start their power system from the level of scattered immortals…”

In fact, if the identity sublimation trial is not triggered, based on what Xu Feng knows, the so-called immortals have almost no difference in strength from those who are transcendent. They are all just titles below the king level. It sounds like they are two sets of power systems, but in fact they are the same.

Now it seems that there is still an essential difference between these two power systems. Judging from the content of the sublimation trial, it is obvious that the status of a Sanxian is higher than that of a transcendent! "Accept the task!" Xu Feng chose to accept without hesitation; "Congratulations, you have accepted the identity sublimation trial. Please find the key prop to open the sublimation trial within 24 hours, the invitation to the Ginseng Fruit Conference!"

…

These words condensed from dust only lasted in the air for thirty seconds before the mysterious power shrouding them disappeared. The dust was also unable to condense and immediately disintegrated, floating toward the floor.

"Qingshui, are you still not getting up? I can't carry these sacrificial vessels by myself!" The angry voice of the Taoist boy came from outside the house.

Xu Feng agreed vaguely, and then he felt a large amount of necessary memories belonging to the original owner beginning to flood into his mind like a tide.

Xu Feng stood there, squinting his eyes to digest these memories for a while, and then tried to push the door again;

This time the bamboo door was pushed open directly, and a sharp cool breeze blew in his face, just like the autumn river breeze. All around were rows of simple wooden houses that looked almost exactly the same as the one he was in.

Many Taoist children, like him, were coming out of the wooden houses and walking hurriedly towards the courtyard ahead;

According to the memory he had obtained, Xu Feng followed the crowd and walked towards the front courtyard with a group of Taoist children;

After a while, Xu Feng saw the Taoist boy who had come before, holding a porcelain bottle more than a foot high in his hand, and walking cautiously towards the main hall opposite the courtyard. When he saw Xu Feng coming out, the Taoist boy rolled his eyes at him with a look of disgust on his face.

"Qingmu, let me help you." Xu Feng smiled slightly, walked quickly forward and said loudly.

Through memory, Xu Feng knew that the Taoist boy's Taoist name was Qingmu, which was similar to his Taoist name Qingshui.

"What do you mean help me?" Qingmu suddenly became annoyed and shouted, "Placing the sacrificial vessels was originally our task. I have already placed five sacrificial vessels, and you just came over. It's obvious that I am helping you!"

"Okay, okay, Qingmu, you are helping me!" Xu Feng said quickly, "The time for the sacrificial ceremony is almost here, so we should quickly put the sacrificial utensils in place."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

After Xu Feng finished speaking, he hurried to the room where the sacrificial vessels were stored in his memory, picked up a bronze mirror from it, and walked towards the main hall;

After Qingmu had placed the porcelain vases, he was about to go back with Xu Feng to move the last sacrificial item, the bronze mirror. However, he saw Xu Feng walking towards the main hall with a bronze mirror more than half a person's height in his hands. His face suddenly changed and he ran out in panic.

"You're crazy. This bronze mirror is forged from deep-sea black copper and weighs more than 1,200 kilograms. Usually, you and I move it together. Why are you so stubborn? What if..." Qingmu complained in a low voice as he helped to move the bronze mirror.

"Don't worry, Qingmu, don't worry about me. I found that I seem to have become much stronger these two days..." Xu Feng said with a smile; "Humph, how could I be worried about you? I'm worried that you will break the bronze mirror. Then, I will be implicated by you and become a flower mud!" Qingmu said with a cold snort.

After the two of them put the bronze mirror in place, Qingmu let out a long breath and rested against a wooden pillar in the hall, while Xu Feng looked up at the statue in the sacrificial hall;

This statue was more than five meters tall, with three heads and six arms, and every face looked ferocious and hideous with fangs. Xu Feng's heart was tense; "Senior Brother Qingmu, do you know which god this statue our master worships is?" Xu Feng couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

In the memories he obtained, Xu Feng did not find the name of this deity. Taoist boys usually have to do a lot of things, just like slaves. The Taoist boy named Qingshui, whom Xu Feng possessed, had only been here for more than three months and seldom inquired about such things.

However, Xu Feng found the statue a little strange and finally couldn't help asking Qingmu.

"This is the highest deity of our Taoism, the Great Pure Daode Tianzun! He is also known as the Taishang Laojun!" Qingmu explained in a low voice: "The statue in front of us is the appearance of the Taishang Laojun performing the magical power of Yiqihua Sanqing!"

Xu Feng: “…”

"It's clearly a three-headed, six-armed supernatural power, how come Qingmu said it became the Three Pure Ones?" Xu Feng was speechless as he looked at the statue in front of him. He thought to himself, "And you said this statue is Taishang Laojun. I wonder if Taishang Laojun would send down a divine thunderbolt to kill you if he knew about it!"

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(End of this chapter)