The two Taoist priests, one big and one small, are Li Changsheng and Le Xiaoqi. Their destination this time is Shangqing Palace in Tianhuazhou. Now they still need to go through two mortal dynasties.
The further you get to Tianhua Prefecture, the more chaotic the world becomes.
The Jing Dynasty had completely declined, and the imperial court had lost its basic control over the world. It was even the biggest cancer in the world.
Li Changsheng once questioned why the Tianjian Sect did not destroy this mortal dynasty and allow someone with great luck to rebuild the world.
Whether it is leaving or entering the Supreme Forgetfulness, the process is gradual. It is impossible to cut off all the seven emotions and six desires in one step, and the same is true in reverse. Li Changsheng has seen the Heavenly Sword Sect destroy the mortal dynasty. A sword fell from the nine heavens and the entire palace was crushed into dust.
After that, all the royal family members died, and there was no possibility of survival. Naturally, there would be some wronged souls, but this was the most efficient method with the least number of casualties.
Now it seems that something is wrong with the Sword Sect.
"Two Taoist priests, do you have a pass?"
The soldiers guarding the city stopped the two men. These soldiers were only slightly better off than the civilians, but they were still visibly malnourished.
Le Xiaoqi took a step forward, and the wooden sword behind him flew out of its sheath. The soldiers guarding the city understood what he meant, and made way for him without asking any more questions.
For such talented people, even if they only have a little ability, they should not be made too difficult. The soldiers guarding the city did not want to provoke these people with supernatural powers, and no one wanted to be killed in their sleep.
The two walked into the town and wandered aimlessly along the streets. After walking through almost half of the town, Le Xiaoqi finally couldn't help but ask, "Master, what are you looking for?"
Li Changsheng looked at the busy street, a little confusion appeared in his eyes, and he said, "Looking for...a wonton shop from a long time ago, but it seems it no longer exists."
When I came out again after many years, the world had changed drastically, and the towns I once was familiar with had almost all undergone earth-shaking changes.
The road she had walked on also disappeared.
"Then Taoist Priest, what should we do now? Can we walk faster? This town makes me feel very uncomfortable."
Le Xiaoqi couldn't bear to see the skinny people huddled in the corners.
He couldn't change anything, so he chose to escape.
"That's fine." Li Changsheng nodded slightly, "Let's hurry to Shangqing Palace and send you in."
Le Xiaoqi quickly changed his words and said, "Uh... Taoist priest, please look carefully. Xiaoqi is not in a hurry."
"Um."
Li Changsheng also did not refuse. For him, it didn't matter which of the two things happened first or later. It would only take a few years at most anyway.
Finally, the two found a roadside wonton stall. The taste was not bad, but it was not the same as before.
Li Changsheng glanced at the child next to him. Perhaps because he was traveling with someone different, he lowered his head and ate a few bites of wontons. Suddenly, he looked up at the crowd, his eyes locked on a young man who was walking quickly with a sword on his back.
The young man took a few steps and suddenly appeared in front of Li Changsheng. He looked confused, as if he had not figured out the situation yet. After a few breaths, he drew his sword and looked at the young man and the child in front of him vigilantly.
"No need to be so nervous, I just want to ask you something."
Li Changsheng put down the soup spoon and said in a cold tone: "How is Fellow Daoist Xue Ye of Tianjian Sect now?"
Xue Ye, the Taoist name of the Sword Immortal.
Why did he ask this question? It was clearly known to everyone. Could it be that he had just come out of seclusion to practice?
The young man was on guard, but under pressure from the other party's strength, he answered, "Senior, the sword immortal has passed away for hundreds of years."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man felt dizzy.
With a loud bang, the sky fell.
The roaring thunder tore through the clouds, leaving only white lightning in the sky.
In this way, Li Changsheng was one step closer to regaining his seven emotions and six desires, but he did not feel any joy.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
