Chapter 272 Modern · Taiping Dao Grotto-Heaven

Wei Yuan sat cross-legged on the futon for a long time before slowly opening his eyes. For a moment, he felt an old and weary aura, but it quickly dissipated. It seemed that his cultivation in that life was too high, and at the moment of death, he had seen the future, and he just happened to be recalling the past.

For a moment, he felt as if he had just woken up from a long dream.

After a long silence.

Wei Yuan sighed, raised his hand, and gently tapped his finger in the void, mocking himself,

"You said you'd offer incense to me; I'm afraid I'll have to offer incense to you someday..."

Thirty-six Heavenly Transformations, the first method.

Woxuan zaohua.

Of course, it was only the most basic application. He could only say that he knew it, but not understood it, let alone mastered it. However, he still reversed the scene that had just happened. The feather fan that had been shattered into dust reassembled and fell into his hand. Wei Yuan stared at the brand-new feather fan without saying anything, and carefully put it away.

Past experiences were deeply buried at the bottom of his heart.

Wei Yuan stood up and looked at this secret realm.

The secret realm was very simple, with only a thatched hut, a medicinal garden, and a piece of cultivated land.

In the past, the true cultivators of the Taiping Dao came here to cultivate, self-sufficient.

Wei Yuan looked at the overly familiar thatched hut, and his eyes twitched. When he first came in, he saw this thatched hut, and the posts left by the true cultivators of various generations praising the ancestor for his frugality. He didn't feel anything, only thinking that it was a cultivation dojo opened in this grotto-heaven by some later Taiping Dao ancestor.

But now that he thought about it, why was this thatched hut here? Why was the feather fan here?

This was completely the thatched hut from Nanyang.

He had moved this thatched hut directly into the grotto-heaven when he was old.

At that time, he just thought that since he wouldn't live long anyway, he should at least leave this thatched hut behind as an example for future monks and disciples, and didn't think much about it, but now...

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched as he looked at the posts and stone tablets left by various generations of monks, roughly meaning, "Damn, the Ancestral Master built this thatched hut so well! Damn, the Ancestral Master is so frugal! The Ancestral Master is so awesome!" Thinking about bringing those Taoists over to discuss Dao, especially Zhang Ruosu, who already knew his identity in that life.

When that old Taoist saw these things.

And then looked at him.

Wei Yuan felt like he would rather smash his head against the ground and die.

This was completely a black history exposure conference.

The Daoist's mouth twitched.

Whoever sees these things, this poor Daoist will have to silence them today.

If I can't silence you, I'll silence myself.

Should I consider living in another era?

Thirty days later, or rather, twenty-nine days later, all the sects of the Daoist gate in the world would come to discuss Dao with him. According to common sense, it had to be at the mountain gate where the Taiping Dao was located. It couldn't be that the Taiping Dao was going to establish a sect, renew the incense, and run to the Longhu Mountain of the Human Heavenly Master's Mansion to preach, right?

Wei Yuan rubbed his forehead and pondered.

Most of the famous mountains now had owners.

It would be too harsh to ask him to find a mountain now.

Wei Yuan thought of many choices in that instant, but felt that they were all unreliable and had various problems. The simplest was to run to the Mountains and Seas Realm and find a way to get a mountain back, but communicating between the two realms required consuming divine power. Before, it was a bit difficult to send those Buddhist beads of the Pure Land Sect over.

If he wanted to move a mountain, he was afraid that he would be drained dry.

Either he could only construct an illusion or something like that, using the most vulgar as the most elegant, not paying so much attention, simply discussing Dao and preaching. In any case, he couldn't let them come here. Besides, this place was too small and couldn't accommodate so many Taoists now.

Wei Yuan finally sighed.

Finally, he walked into the thatched hut and stared at the bed inside.

He didn't say anything.

After a long time, he looked around this place that was both strange and familiar, flicked his sleeves, and re-set up the Qimen Liujia Formation to protect this Taiping Dao grotto-heaven, and then left the mountain, thinking that his phone was still with the old Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain. It seemed a bit awkward to go get it now.

Wei Yuan pondered for a few seconds and decided to go in two days.

Or have the old Heavenly Master mail it back directly.

He then strode towards Quanzhou.

Although he didn't have navigation, there was still a Zhang Daoling's Dharma sword in the museum.

He could use this Dharma sword as a landmark and head towards that direction. He took a step forward and rode the wind towards Quanzhou City. But before he had gone a hundred miles, the Crouching Tiger waist tag on Wei Yuan's waist suddenly howled. This time, it actually took the initiative to warn him.

Coincidentally, a scorching heat rose up, heading south from the north, coincidentally passing Wei Yuan's direction.

And the Crouching Tiger Token gave an extremely intense and concise prompt.

'Calamity object.'

"Calamity object?"

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows. How could he let this merit that had come into his hands fly away? What's more, that ball of fire and heat looked a bit familiar. He stepped into the air and rode the wind, chasing after it before it flew into the city. From afar, he saw that it seemed to be a bird.

Each time its two wings flapped, it would leave behind an extremely hot wave of air.

But when he got closer, he saw that it was not a bird at all.

But a fox, a fox with wings, exuding extremely rich heat all over its body. It was flying extremely fast, and there were still several talismans on its body. Obviously, it had encountered disciples of the Taoist talisman sect and had a conflict, but those talismans were burning out at an extremely fast speed.

Wei Yuan recognized what this thing was, frowned, and reached out to grab it, but this fox was quite cunning. With a flap of its wings, it dodged Wei Yuan's hand in a few flashes.

Wei Yuan shook his hand, and a feather fan appeared directly.

He fanned it casually.

A gust of wind flew out directly, circling around and enveloping the fox, making it unable to maintain its balance and only able to circle in place. The heat it emitted only made the wind more rapid. The fox's urgent cries were of no use. Wei Yuan slowly put away the fan.

He was originally extremely good at controlling the wind. After recalling his past memories, his subtle control over mana had improved to a higher level, allowing him to easily restrict the enemy's movements with the wind. Seeing that the fox was still struggling, Wei Yuan reached out to grab it. The fox opened its mouth, intending to bite.

Wei Yuan was not polite and slapped it on the nose, not too hard, and then grabbed the fox by the back of the neck, lifted it up, and looked at it. Wei Yuan frowned: "Bibi?"

This was a fierce beast recorded in the Eastern Mountain Classic, belonging to the fox clan branch. Unlike the nine-tailed fox clan, which was once an auspicious sign, this kind of alien beast exuded a heat wave all over its body. Basically, wherever it went, the water would dry up. When they appeared in groups, they could even cause rivers to dry up, plants to wither, and droughts to occur.

Of course, he wouldn't eat it.

After all, it was a fox.

Besides, ever since Bifang, even Yu had lost his appetite for fierce beasts that controlled flames.

This kind of fierce beast was generally neither cooked nor roasted, and could only be eaten raw. The meat was also tough.

What puzzled Wei Yuan was how this fierce beast from the Eastern Mountain Classic appeared here?

However, since the old Heavenly Master was still raising a Lei, which was originally recorded in the Southern Mountain Classic.

A Xiangliu doing as a sea god by the coast of Sakura Island, and a Huashe was also suppressed under the Weiming Sect.

It was not a problem to have another Bibi. It might be the kind that was left in the human world in the past. Wei Yuan skillfully picked up this alien beast, and the latter's four claws moved frantically, but there was no way to touch Wei Yuan. Instead, the latter used his skill to swing it, directly causing its eyes to be blank and its limbs to droop.

Wei Yuan glanced at the dizzy fox and curled his lips.

What a joke.

He had caught no less than a hundred or dozens of foxes in his life.

Your ancestors might have been caught by me, you little fox are still showing off here.

The Tushan clan had never been afraid of foxes.

After thinking about it, Wei Yuan decided to hold on to this alien beast that might cause great harm. He would first politely ask Zhang Ruosu to see if the old Taoist was willing to raise another fox. If not, he would send this fox to Qingqiu Kingdom and let Nüjiao handle it.

Speaking of Qingqiu Kingdom, he hadn't been able to send the fish head to Nüjiao before.

Wei Yuan also planned to go to Qingqiu Kingdom again recently to visit Nüjiao.

Because he didn't have a mobile phone and couldn't pay electronically, and besides, he couldn't take the high-speed rail with such an alien beast, Wei Yuan had no choice but to return to the museum with Bibi. As soon as he entered the door, the water ghost, who was drinking happy water, shuddered and leaned against the wall. His body was stuck to the wall, and he stuttered:

"Boss, what did you catch back?"

Bibi looked fierce.

Wei Yuan shook it casually.

The fierce-looking Bibi fainted again.

"A fox."

"Lei, I'll leave it to you. Hold it down."

Wei Yuan threw Bibi to the black cat Lei, scaring the latter. Then, seeing that this alien beast had no resistance, it curiously stretched out its claws and poked at the fox, and its movements gradually became bolder.

Wei Yuan stretched his body, swept his sleeves, and a pile of scriptures flew out of the sleeves of his Taoist robe and fell on the ground. This was the application of the Pot Heaven, one of the seventy-two earthly transformations, using his sleeves to hold so many things.

If he really specialized in this way, he could evolve the sun and moon grotto-heavens in a teapot.

However, Wei Yuan usually used it to move.

It was a common match with the Yellow Turban Warrior method. After all, his body was weak in those years, and there were wars everywhere, so he often had to move.

Wei Yuan moved the Taiping Dao classics to the desk, stroked the feather fan, but did not put it away, still putting it in his sleeve. He opened the door and walked to the flower shop opposite, but found that the girl was not there. He sent a message to ask, and Tiannü Jue quickly replied:

"I'm here with A Yu. Yuan, you can go in and sit for a while. I'll be there soon (๑•̀ㅁ•́ฅ✧."

The closed door of the flower shop emitted a stream of clear air, and then it opened on its own.

Wei Yuan opened the door and walked in.

Looking at this flower shop, which was no different from usual, Wei Yuan's heart was faintly complicated. Jue had taken care of him for such a long time back then, otherwise, he didn't know what would have happened in those ten years. Because the relationship between the two was close enough, Wei Yuan was not too restrained and sat at the table for guests.

The girl seemed to be tidying up before going out.

There were some things from the Kunlun era on the table, mostly white jade, including the so-called Heavenly Maiden's Feather Garment, which had changed its shape. Originally, the clothes were changed by Jue mixing mana, so naturally, they could also change their appearance with the times.

Wei Yuan subconsciously stretched out his hand, hovering two feet above the folded feather garment.

Remembering the experiences of that day, he sighed softly. The feather garment seemed to sense something, and finally, layers of talisman streamers emerged, like starlight and moonlight, slowly rising and passing over the Taoist's fingertips. Footsteps sounded, and Wei Yuan was immersed in the past. When he reacted, it was too late. He slowly retracted his palm and turned his head.

On the door side was a graceful girl, and on the house side was Wei Yuan dressed as a Taoist. One leaned against the door, and the other turned his long sleeves slightly.

This time, the girl leaned against the door.

The Taoist stood in the house.

The talismans were like the moonlight of yesterday.

ps: Today's first update... three thousand four hundred words. The power suddenly went out at nine o'clock, damn it. The next chapter may have fewer words.

Thanks to the alliance leader Zhang Weiyu, the most handsome, thank you~

Three hundred miles further south, there is a mountain called Gu Feng, without grass or trees, with a lot of gold and jade. There is a beast, its shape is like a fox with wings, its sound is like a wild goose, its name is Bibi, and when it appears, there will be a great drought in the world—《Classic of Mountains and Seas—Eastern Mountain Classic》