The crowd of Daoists turned back at these words, only to find that they still couldn't clearly see the face of the Daoist who had suddenly appeared.

Only the old Daoist who spent his days with ancient texts at the top of the library was stunned. He stared at the Daoist robe, thought of something, and looked back at the sword humming with a low sound. As if discovering something unbelievable, the expression on his face slowly solidified, and even his breathing became lighter.

The shadow of the Huas She was astonished, and then a muffled sound came from the foot of the mountain:

"You actually recognize me?!"

Wei Yuan smiled and replied, "Naturally."

*Your* ancestors' ID cards were issued by me.

He didn't say this.

However, when Dayu controlled the floods, a large number of Huas She, monsters that caused floods wherever they went, were caught. It was just that this kind of snake actually had the potential to become a god. The Divine General of West Kunlun was also present at the time, and everyone was too embarrassed to start eating them. Wei Yuan didn't know what side effects eating them would have, so he didn't record it.

After being shocked, the Huas She immediately roared:

"Since you know my clan's identity, how dare you stop me?!"

"Quickly release me, or I will one day break out of the seal. At that time, I will flood your Weiming Sect and leave this area of thousands of miles barren. Know my power!"

Wei Yuan was stunned, and then couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If you do this, perhaps the regrets of the Primordial Era can be made up for.

Huas She, a water beast, with a human face and a jackal body, winged, moving like a snake, with a voice like a roar, summoning great floods, edible...

Originally, the Huas She was still rampant and spouting wild words, but for some reason, it suddenly felt a chill down its back.

Xuan Yi looked in surprise at the Daoist wearing the Daoist robe.

Then he exchanged a look with Zhao Yi, who was equally dumbfounded. They both saw the same opinion in each other's eyes. They both thought of the young museum curator who had visited the mountain gate today. The tiger-eyed Daoist made a Daoist salute and said politely, "I don't know this Daoist friend..."

Wei Yuan deliberately changed his voice and replied, "Let's solve this fiend first."

He looked at the mountain and said, "It seems that the seal is no longer strong enough."

The tiger-eyed Daoist smiled wryly, "We didn't know before that this was a Shan Hai (Classic of Mountains and Seas) beast."

Without knowing the other party's true form, they had forcefully suppressed this Huas She in the mountains. Wei Yuan could only sigh at how tough the Daoists of the Tianshi (Celestial Masters) Sect were back then, and how irritable their temperaments must have been. They suppressed the Huas She and even built their homes next to it.

So what if you're a Primordial Era beast? So what if you have a long lifespan?

I'll be right next to you, having children and taking in disciples, and my descendants will all be watching you.

Annoying, isn't it? Annoying, isn't it?

I'll annoy you to death!

The Huas She was still spouting nonsense and cursing the stinking Daoists. Hearing what the tiger-eyed Daoist said, it became even more complacent and declared, "Seal? Hahaha, why don't you try it? Do you have the ability to set up an altar? There's nothing here. As long as you dare to leave this place half a step, I can break free from the seal. Do you want to try?"

The crowd of Daoists was furious.

Wei Yuan thought for a while, bent down and picked up a few stones, and said, "Then let's try."

He thought of the altar and incantation he had seen before.

For a moment, he felt an itch in his heart.

In addition, he couldn't let the Huas She escape. He believed in the foundation of the Weiming Sect and believed that the Huas She couldn't really escape. So he had the intention to try. The record of the Daoist scripture flashed in his mind—

In fact, it's very complicated.

A quiet room must be built, one zhang square, with four doors, and a true image of the Northern Emperor written in the quiet room.

Set up nine lamps, or seven lamps, and keep them burning brightly. Light a stick of incense in the room, two sand altars, four cun wide, with an incense burner in the middle, five bowls of still water, and a sword, and do not let it be defiled. In front of the quiet room, build a Seven Elements Altar, one zhang two chi wide, three chi high, with three layers.

This is just the altar, and we also need to perform rituals to summon the Dharma protectors.

He stacked the stones he had picked up.

Not only the Huas She, but also the crowd of Daoists were dumbfounded, not understanding what he meant. The strange beast felt the changes above and laughed loudly, using all its mocking abilities, and said, "I want to see what you stinking Daoist can do!"

Wei Yuan casually arranged the stones and then stood up.

The tiger-eyed Daoist said, "This Daoist friend, how about..."

Wei Yuan had already taken the first step, saying:

"Vermilion Bird Lingguang, divine power inwardly spread. Mountain sources four towns, ghost soldiers flee and scatter."

The tiger-eyed Daoist was slightly startled.

At the same time, involving the Vermilion Bird, divine power, and the word "town," this was obviously not a seal reinforcement type of incantation. Even the Huas She was stunned for a moment, and then Wei Yuan continued to step forward, constantly uttering incantations.

When words like "Dragon-Tiger Slaying Gang" and "Unveiling Mountains and Uprooting the Heavens" constantly emerged, the Huas She felt an extremely strong unease.

Dragon-Tiger Slaying Gang?

What kind of seal is this, so fierce?!

The tiger-eyed Daoist was dumbfounded: "This..."

He couldn't help but say, "Daoist friend, it's impossible for you to perform this incantation alone without setting up an altar..."

This incantation comes from the *Supreme Primordial Heavenly Venerable's Scripture of the Northern Emperor Subduing Demons*.

Chapter of Divine Seals.

Under normal circumstances, it is even used to resolve major military disasters. It requires setting up a Seven Elements Altar at the north gate, performing rituals on time, burning incense, and setting up an altar. This has no altar, nor all the necessary rituals for performing the rituals. How is it possible...

Before the thought arose, a scorching aura was born.

The tiger-eyed Daoist's expression solidified.

The atmosphere of the crowd of Daoists quieted down.

They subconsciously looked at the Daoist who was performing the rituals step by step, with many mistakes, and at the altar that seemed like a joke.

The entire mountain began to shake. There was real Earth Lung Fire Qi under this mountain, which was now being drawn upon. They saw the aura vaguely shaking behind the Daoist, the clouds in the sky hanging low, as if there really were 300,000 soldiers and generals under the Northern Emperor's command, and the Earth Lung True Fire under the mountain was being drawn upon.

Xuan Yi and Zhao Yi realized that something was wrong, came back to their senses, and were forced back step by step by the scorching heat wave.

Their expressions changed slightly as they looked at their masters and said, "Martial Uncle, we need to..."

*Whoosh—*

Before the sound could fall, they saw the middle-aged Daoist with a solemn and fierce expression and a thick beard grab Zhang Xiaoyu and Lin Ling'er, the two little Daoists who had followed along, one in each hand. The two little Daoists' hands and feet hung in the air, swaying, while the Daoist stepped on the Yu steps, with flying clouds seemingly wrapped around his body.

With a *swoosh*, he had already left the two strong young juniors behind.

Without even looking at them.

Xuan Yi and Zhao Yi's faces stiffened.

They exchanged a look with each other.

Obviously, in the eyes of the elders—

The little Daoists are closer to the heart.

The two smiled wryly and quickly retreated. The author of the classics that recorded this altar was a master who had received the *Shangqing Three Caves Scripture Records* and cultivated in the Bixiao Cave. The Tianshi Dao has even higher records than this, only the Shangqing Records received by the Heavenly Masters of past generations.

But that doesn't mean that the Heavenly Master is the strongest...

Because the Heavenly Masters of past generations must be Zhang surname descendants.

Therefore, the meaning contained in this Shangqing Three Caves Scripture Record is that the strongest Daoist in Shenzhou outside of the Zhang surname.

Or perhaps, he is the strongest Daoist in Shenzhou.

According to the record, this Daoist scripture was completed from the late Tang Dynasty to the early Song Dynasty.

The end of the Tang Dynasty was one of the peaks of cultivation in the Central Earth of Shenzhou.

At this moment, the Earth Lung Fire Qi under the mountain had already begun to be drawn upon, and a crimson-golden fire Qi rose up. The Huas She was at a loss, but it didn't know that Wei Yuan's movements were even more stagnant and slow. This time, his attempt allowed him to further understand the altar talisman system, connecting the three talents of heaven, earth, and man to cast spells, and successfully completed the connection step by relying on talismans.

But this incantation exceeded his Daoist cultivation limit.

If he had to use it, he would probably need to be at the Longhu Mountain ancestral altar.

At this moment, he felt his own spirituality rising up, overlooking his physical body, and at the same time came into contact with the invisible Heavenly Court system built by the true cultivators of past generations, and came into contact with the Earth Lung Yin Fire. As long as he used his own Daoist cultivation to pry it open and connect the two, the altar would be completed, and this divine power would be unleashed.

But he was stuck at this step, unable to go further.

Wei Yuan concentrated and felt the upper limit of his own Daoist cultivation, and firmly remembered this feeling.

Externally, his movements gradually slowed down and gradually became solemn. Clearly, he only needed to take the last step and point with his finger, and the surging Earth Fire would erupt and complete this Daoist divine power called the Southern Fire Bell Great Divine Incantation, but this step seemed as far away as a thousand rivers and ten thousand mountains.

It was like pulling a huge mountain behind him, walking on the Great Wall for thousands of miles.

Like turning a thousand mountains on the tip of a needle, his brow gradually ached.

Wei Yuan closed his eyes and experienced this feeling.

He lifted his foot and slowly stepped down at an imperceptible speed.

At first, the Huas She was still spouting wild words, ridiculing and cursing, "You stinking Daoist, come if you dare!" Slowly, its voice became dry and hoarse, "Daoist, are you for real? I just said a few words, you don't need to play so big, do you?"

"This, this Daoist priest, are you going to disregard the foundation of your ancestors and perish with me?"

"No, no, I'm convinced, I'm convinced."

"Daoist priest, Daoist priest, please stop!"

Wei Yuan stepped down.

The Huas She couldn't help but shriek in fear.

But it found that the accumulated heat around it was no longer condensing and slowly dissipated, and felt that the raging Earth Lung Yin Fire had calmed down. Wei Yuan opened his eyes, felt his own limit, and felt a stinging sensation in his brow, which made him feel a little dizzy. He slowly retracted his foot, and the so-called altar next to him had already collapsed and turned into dust.

Wei Yuan whispered, "Judging by your form, you are less than a thousand years old."

"The Huas She goes through three transformations in its life. Which stage have you reached? Your clan's spells and divine powers can guide the water veins of Shenzhou and have the qualifications to bear the burden of the earth. What level have you reached, and how many miles of the water system can you control? Who is Hua Qingjun to you?"

The Huas She was terrified and said, "How do you know my ancestor's name?"

Wei Yuan said, "Your ancestor's strength was a hundred times greater than yours, but he was still captured by humans, and his life was almost lost."

"How much cultivation do you have? And you dare to be presumptuous outside?"

He calmly recounted the known ancient Huas She's heritage, causing the Huas She to be both shocked and frightened.

Wei Yuan endured the headache and only said one word:

"Retreat."

The Huas She was frightened and dared not to retort. The shadow jumped down, bowed again, and then retreated.

At this moment, the crowd of Daoists all came forward.

There was a look of confusion in Xuan Yi and Zhao Yi's eyes.

But they both dispelled the thought that this was the museum curator.

At this time, Wei Yuan himself was affected by the fact that he used the Southern Fire Element divine power, even if it was just an attempt and he was extremely far from success. The illusion technique transformed by the Water Control divine power had slightly changed.

Lin Ling'er and Zhang Xiaoyu were very small. They curiously looked at the simple Daoist robe.

They couldn't see the face clearly, and he seemed to be an extremely ancient and powerful Daoist.

Then, from their perspective, they could see that under the Daoist's wide and simple Daoist robe, his right hand's fingers were strong, but his palm was covered with a black fingerless glove that only existed in modern times. Lin Ling'er's eyes widened, and she suddenly thought of the young curator who had smiled and handed over snacks this afternoon, thought of him reaching out to stroke Zhang Xiaoyu's hair, and thought of the black fingerless glove on his palm.

Lin Ling'er's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly.

She looked at Zhang Xiaoyu next to her.

She found that the little zombie girl, whose expression wasn't very rich, also had wide eyes and an open mouth.

She subconsciously reached out and covered Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth, and Zhang Xiaoyu also reached out and covered Lin Ling'er's mouth at the same time. The two little Daoists looked at each other and then nodded heavily.

Wei Yuan recovered a little, and the illusion was maintained again.

And because of the angle of view, those Daoists never noticed the slight strangeness that could only be discovered when looking up from below. Wei Yuan felt that he finally had enough understanding of the altar system, and also knew his upper limit and where the limit of the divine power he could stimulate was.

He sighed in his heart, glanced at the Zhang Daoling Dharma sword stuck upside down in the ground, brushed his Daoist robe, and turned to leave.

This is Zhang Daoling's item, and he also walks the path of military killing, so it is of little use to him.

Return the item to its original owner to repay the favor of receiving the record.

The tiger-eyed Daoist was in a trance as he stared at the remaining traces. Seeing the Daoist leave, he couldn't help but step forward and said:

"I don't know the name of the senior Daoist, and I will definitely come to thank you for today's matter."

Wei Yuan replied gently, "I'm just a wild Daoist between the mountains and seas."

"It's just a chance encounter, and there should be no time to meet again in the future."

After saying that, he had already gone far away, and the crowd of Daoists did not dare to stop him. The tiger-eyed Daoist turned his head and saw that the sword was still on the ground, and quickly said, "Senior, the weapon..." Before he could finish speaking, the old Daoist guarding the library had quickly run up, looking at the sword, his palms trembling slightly, and his breathing heavy.

The other Daoists also noticed that the sword was different when they saw this.

The old Daoist held the hilt of the sword, paused, took a long breath, and slowly pulled the sword out. His pupils widened, and he saw the decree engraved on the spine of the sword. He was suddenly lost in thought, and suddenly the decree lit up, the sword鳴清越, and the surrounding scorching flame energy was suddenly absorbed into the sword body.

The Dharma sword鳴嘯, suddenly struggled, and the old man couldn't hold the sword body. The sword broke free from his palm and leaped up. The Dharma sword, with its scabbard, emitted a flowing light and soared into the sky, suddenly turning back and heading straight into the distance.

The scorching flame energy illuminated the surroundings, tearing through the sky, and suddenly dimmed.

The talisman on the back of Wei Yuan's hand lit up slightly.

His palm subconsciously lifted slightly.

And the crowd of Daoists raised their heads and looked back, following the sword light. They saw the Daoist figure in the distance, simple and unadorned, walking forward step by step, without looking back. With just a wave of his hand, the long sword was like a startled swan, naturally in his hand, and the sword light converged.

The sword light swirled and disappeared, the Daoist held the sword, slightly stepped aside, his eyes peaceful.

When the sword light slowly dissipated, the Daoist was no longer to be seen.

Everyone was silent.

ps: Second update today... 4,000 words, enough words~ Because it is longer than expected, it took a little more time.

I'll update first and then revise. Everyone point out any typos~ Hold fists

*Supreme Primordial Heavenly Venerable's Scripture of the Northern Emperor Subduing Demons*, originally titled Shangqing Three Caves Scripture Records, Bixiao Cave, Hua Taiyi, Shi Ouyang Wen received. Tao Zhenren and Zheng Siyuan are cited, and it should be from the late Tang Dynasty to the early Song Dynasty, a total of ten volumes.

Source: *Zhengtong Daozang* (Daoist Canon of the Ming Dynasty), Zhengyibu.