"Brother Dao, have you also come here to attend Daoist Frost River's Primordial Spirit Ceremony?"
Mo Wusheng was so excited, almost incoherent, that he looked like he was meeting his idol.
"Back then, Brother Dao dominated the world, and even made Yu Duxiu, who was known as the number one talent in the Central Plains, run away with his head in his hands. Everyone thought that the first person of the younger generation to prove the Dao and become a Primordial Spirit would definitely be you."
"Who would have thought that the Xuanmen sect in the Central Plains would be such a sore loser, forcibly using secret methods to push Daoist Frost River to prove his Dao, and then holding a grand Primordial Spirit Ceremony. It's truly outrageous!"
"If that's the case, then so be it. Such a grand ceremony, with all the geniuses of the Xuanmen gathering, yet it's been dragged on for so many years. Who are they trying to impress? If it weren't for..."
Mo Wusheng kept rambling on, as if he was speaking out for Bai Cang.
It was as if Bai Cang had suffered a great injustice.
Bai Cang was stunned for a moment before realizing who the "Frost River Daoist" that Mo Wusheng mentioned was.
Isn't that his "Primordial Spirit Dao Soldier," Ning Shuangrong, who occasionally plays the role of "Half-Step Dao Companion"?
If Bai Cang hadn't heard Mo Wusheng mention it, he really wouldn't have known what Ning Shuangrong's "Daoist name" was.
Generally speaking, the "honorary titles" of the Primordial Spirit Dao Lords are "bestowed" based on the "battle achievements" recognized by the other Dao Lords.
Newly promoted Daoist masters, whose deeds have not yet been passed down, are identified by their Daoist titles, signature supernatural powers, or main cultivation methods, without any fixed rules.
However, they generally won't address someone by their given name, as doing so would be seen as disrespectful or even provocative.
For example, Bai Cang, if someone calls him "Daoist Bai Cang".
If he directly challenges the other party to a duel, no one will think he's done anything wrong.
only……
"How come I didn't know I had suffered such a great injustice?"
Bai Cang's expression was strange, and a sense of absurdity arose within him.
Mo Wusheng's "public opinion" is like a peasant discussing "the emperor uses a golden hoe to farm, eats three large slices of fatty meat at a meal, and can eat white flour buns during festivals"—it's full of fantasy and makes people laugh.
In Mo Wusheng's narrative, Bai Cang is already the vanguard of the Southern Frontier, and even the four regions of the East, West, South, and North, in the fight against the Xuanmen of the Central Plains, and has been given many missions that even he himself is unaware of.
Meanwhile, the "despicable and shameless" Central Plains Profound Sect, in order to suppress the four regions, has been relentlessly targeting Bai Cang, resorting to countless despicable means.
But the reality is that not long ago, Bai Cang was still chatting and laughing with Li Boyang, the leader of the Xuanmen sect in the Central Plains and the abbot of Xuandu Temple.
They were practically beheading chickens, burning paper money, and becoming sworn brothers.
So... who the hell are you? Why should I, the Taoist priest, stand up for you?
Seeing this, Mo Wusheng thought he had hit a nerve with Bai Cang, so he immediately shut up and looked at Bai Cang helplessly.
Bai Cang came to his senses and, too lazy to explain, simply smiled slightly, "Brother Mo has already reached the third level of the Golden Core stage, his cultivation is complete. He is just waiting to escape his tribulation before he can advance to the Yin God stage and plan his path to enlightenment. He will surely be one of us in the future."
Bai Cang's words, "The future belongs to you," instantly brought Mo Wusheng back to life.
"Thank you for your kind words, brother, but I am a family member and know my own affairs. I dare not compare myself to you."
Mo Wusheng could not hide his joy, but he was also somewhat ashamed of himself. "I haven't even sensed the shadow of the tribulation yet, let alone started the tribulation or escaped it."
Among our peers, purely in terms of talent, Brother Dao is truly outstanding. Who dares to be ranked alongside you?
In fact, Mo Wusheng wanted to say something else: "I suppose you, fellow Daoist, have already escaped your tribulation and are preparing to attain enlightenment?"
But she was also afraid that she might accidentally say something wrong and upset Bai Cang.
That's why I forcefully suppressed this "gossipy heart".
However, Bai Cang felt nothing upon hearing this, nor did he resonate with it in the slightest.
His journey is to the stars and the sea, and he has long been planning to unite himself with the Great Dao.
How could they possibly understand the frustration and distress in the hearts of these "little trash" who couldn't even attain the Dao and the Primordial Spirit?
Bai Cang showed absolutely no empathy for the "younger generation" that Mo Wusheng spoke of.
Although in terms of age, Bai Cang is considered the youngest among the "young generation".
However, people at different levels naturally have vastly different pursuits and perspectives.
According to the iteration rules of Da Chitian, the dividing line is generally assumed to be ten Jiazi (600 years) or six hundred years.
Before the age of six hundred, they are considered to be of the younger generation; after the age of six hundred, they are considered to be of the older generation.
As for whether you're a senior or a useless old fool, that depends on whether you can attain the Dao Fruit of the Primordial Spirit within six hundred years.
Of course, there are also quite a few people who only attain the primordial spirit after the age of six hundred.
You could even say that this is the mainstream.
Therefore, those who attain the Primordial Spirit realm within six hundred years are generally considered to be a level higher than ordinary Primordial Spirit Dao Lords.
As for Bai Cang, he attained the Dao of the Primordial Spirit in just over a hundred years, and even after initially attaining the Primordial Spirit, he successfully passed six tribulations, joining the ranks of "Calamity Dao Lords," with strength comparable to that of the Three Calamity Dao Lords.
That's another level altogether!
Generally speaking, this is collectively referred to as "abnormal," and it is assumed that the person has been expelled from the human race and cannot be compared with "normal people."
Just as he was thinking, Mo Wusheng excitedly said, "It is said that the reason why Daoist Shuanghe's Primordial Spirit Ceremony has been delayed again and again is because he wants to gather the geniuses of the Xuanmen and conduct a unified assessment."
At that time, the most outstanding person will be selected to become a Daoist couple with Daoist Shuanghe.
Therefore, many talented individuals from various sects gathered here, all eager to win the heart of the beauty.
Now that you, fellow Daoist, have arrived, all the rest of us are but mediocre fools. I, your humble servant, offer my early congratulations!
Upon hearing this, Bai Cang's heart stirred, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.
Goodness, after being a blond guy for so long, you've finally caught the eye of other blond guys, haven't you?
I, Daoist, want to see which sable is so reckless as to dare to steal my woman!
Thinking this, Bai Cang immediately flew up and landed on the back of the white crane in the sky.
Then he said calmly, "Let's go and see the geniuses of the Central Plains Profound Sect!"
Mo Wusheng, unaware of Bai Cang's thoughts, was immediately excited upon hearing this.
With a mere urging, the Azure Crane transformed into a dazzling streak of light, heading straight for the gate of Fangcun Mountain.
That arrogant and domineering demeanor is just like that of a fox who "borrows the tiger's power".
It's as if it's saying: My big brother has arrived, all you idiots get out of the way.
In no time, the two arrived outside the gate of Fangcun Mountain.
Bai Cang suddenly looked up and saw that in the sky above, there were countless golden clouds that intertwined to form a picture scroll that was both illusory and dreamlike.
Countless figures appear and disappear in the painting, and various supernatural powers and techniques fiercely contend within it.
"Fangcun Mountain, is it this lively?"
Upon seeing this, Bai Cang raised an eyebrow, a surge of excited fighting spirit rising within him.
"No event in the past thousand years has been more grand than this, even the journey to the Eastern Pole Heaven pales in comparison."
Upon hearing this, Mo Wusheng smiled and explained, "Isn't everyone saying that Daoist Shuanghe will choose a son-in-law during this Primordial Spirit Ceremony?"
Therefore, many talented individuals from various sects rushed to show off their abilities, which caused quite a few incidents.
Later, Fangcun Mountain simply opened up the Taixu Illusionary Realm to allow many Xuanmen prodigies to openly discuss and compete in magic in order to win the favor of Frost River Daoist.
The battles within the Realm of Illusion have been incredibly exciting and lively lately.
What is this? A martial arts contest to find a husband?
Bai Cang was speechless, his eyes reflecting the Qian and Kun trigrams.
All illusions vanished instantly.
Only the invisible principles of the Dao manifest all sorts of astonishing phenomena, reflected in his eyes.
A battle of magical prodigies from the Xuanmen sect? It's not that simple!
Within that illusory realm, there were clearly Daoist masters discussing the Dao.
And there was more than one, that's when things really got "lively"!
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