Chapter 2: The Generation of Daoist Priest Mao Xiaofang

Suddenly, the floating hair path master reached out with a large hand, and under a beam of red light, a phantom was drawn up from the corpse of the old man Jin

Have I gone mad

Jiang Le, I do not have much time left. Originally, I intended to take you as my disciple, but unfortunately, fate does not align with our wishes. However, you possess the innate wisdom for cultivation. It would be a pity if you do not embark on the path of cultivation. Therefore, I am prepared to pass on the family business to you

Jiang Le let out a startled cry and hurried inside to check.

Mao Xiaofang's expression grew serious as he pondered for a moment and sighed, "The vast sea has turned into mulberry fields; who would have thought that in less than a century, the world would change so drastically? Indeed, heaven and earth are indifferent."

At that moment, a sudden gust of cold wind blew in, and the door of the room closed abruptly

Old Jin bitterly remarked: "This tremendous change is specifically aimed at the Daoist sect. The techniques are flourishing, while the Daoist principles are waning. In today's society, the pure lineage of Daoism has become exceedingly rare."

"Old Jin... Boss, your death has nothing to do with me." Jiang Le couldn't help but explain with a mournful expression again

Old Jin's expression changed drastically as he looked at Daoist Mao and exclaimed: "You are the renowned Daoist Mao Xiaofang!"

"Master Mao, I am just an ordinary employee of this antique shop, and I have nothing to do with your death. Please do not harm me. If I die, my mother will truly be heartbroken. I cannot die." Jiang Le said nervously, looking at Master Mao, sincerely explaining.

The old man has something to say to me

As Jiang Le turned over Jin Laotou's slumped body, she was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she collapsed to the ground

But biting my tongue, it hurts a lot

Master Mao mocked: "Who do you think I am? From the fluctuations of the magical power you displayed earlier, you must be from the Jin family of Nanling. When I made such a sacrificial decision back then, I had already communicated with the Jin family. How could you, a descendant, commit such an act? Do you harbor ulterior motives?"

Hehe, young man, you have quite the audacity, daring to summon me out just like that? The disembodied voice sounded somewhat playful

At this moment, Old Jin's face had turned as pale as snow, his breath completely gone, and in his unclosed eyes, there seemed to linger a sense of excitement and unwillingness.

Mao Xiaofang looked astonished and after a long while finally said: "What on earth has happened in just a hundred years?"

Jiang Le could not help but nod

In horror films on television, the longer the ghost has been dead, the more ferocious it becomes

As the phantom stabilized, a slightly blurred face emerged, which was none other than Old Man Jin

Oh. Hearing Master Mao say in person that he would not harm himself, Jiang Le could not help but feel a sense of relief in his heart. This was indeed a fortunate encounter with a good spirit, thanks to the blessings of the Bodhisattva

Jiang Le weakly asked, "Really? You won't harm me? Like possessing my body or borrowing a corpse to return to life or something like that."

What kind of tremendous change has occurred in Huaxia that even Daoism has been affected? Mao Xiaofang expressed his confusion.

He clearly did not see anyone else in the room just now

This miraculous scene left Jiang Le utterly despondent

However, if you look at the ground, the corpse of Old Jin is still there

The conversation between Old Man Jin and Mao Xiaofang left him utterly bewildered, unable to comprehend what was being said. He felt that this must be the legendary nonsensical talk. At that moment, all he wanted was to leave quickly and report to the police, so that they could collect Old Man Jin's remains. This would be his way of repaying the kindness of Old Man Jin for taking him in.

Old Man Jin

However, you are indeed quite remarkable, possessing the roots of wisdom in your cultivation and being willing to endure hardship. I have observed you for two months and believe you are quite suitable to inherit my legacy, but unfortunately, I have encountered this calamity unexpectedly

"That, too, can be avoided. I am merely passing by and will leave now." Jiang Leqiang, suppressing his fear, got up and was about to run outside

Old Jin was left speechless, his expression changing several times. He then sighed and said: "It is my fault, but I only have a limited understanding of this matter and do not know the specific location or details. Decades ago, due to the great changes in Huaxia, my Jin family from Nanling was also affected, leading to the family being fragmented and nearly losing our heritage, let alone such secret histories. As for the land of Jiuyang, I happened to pass by and sensed that the place was a mix of yin and yang energies, mysterious and unfathomable, making it difficult to discern its secrets. I thought it might harbor great treasures, but unfortunately, in my early years, I was also involved in tomb raiding. Due to insufficient cultivation, I was severely eroded by the yin energy and could not take action, so I entrusted someone else to excavate. I never expected that it would release an unparalleled demon."

He hurriedly turned his head to look around, yet he still did not see anyone

At that moment, the figure of Old Man Jin suddenly became blurred and flickered, as if showing signs of dispersal

"Hmph, useless brat." Old Jin remained calm and scolded Jiang Le.

Jiang Le was startled, forcing a smile on her face that resembled a cry.

It can be confirmed now that this is definitely not a human

Jiang Le was stunned

Do not be afraid; in my lifetime, I was a Taoist priest dedicated to upholding justice and subduing demons and monsters. I devoted my life to promoting righteousness, and naturally, I would not harm anyone carelessly after my death

I can't believe it, Old Jin has also turned into a ghost

"Ghost? Have you ever seen a ghost that can hide within the Pure Yang Bagua? Why don't you go in and try it now?" The Taoist priest Mao seemed to have a poor opinion of the old man Jin, retorting with a cold laugh.

This is a middle-aged man dressed in a yellow Daoist robe, wearing a Daoist crown, with a thin face and sword-like eyebrows

Old Jin looked at Daoist Mao, squinting his eyes: "I said it, how could there be any negative energy in a treasure like the Pure Yang Bagua? It turns out there was a ghost hiding inside."

I have integrated the Pure Yang Eight Trigrams and have suppressed the Blood Demon for many years. Now, my Dao soul is weak, and my magical power is limited. This soul-binding technique can only restrain your spirit for a moment. If you have any final words, speak quickly; otherwise, you will soon enter the underworld and be reincarnated.

However, it seems that there is no room for choice in the current situation

Jiang Le was thoroughly frightened this time

Mao Xiaofang's eyes flickered as she looked at him in astonishment: "Your soul is actually unable to coalesce? A newly deceased person has a very stable three souls and seven spirits. Only after the first seven days, if one does not reincarnate and remains in the mortal realm without the Yin treasure to stabilize the spirit, will the soul become scattered. How could this happen to you?"

As the old man Jin's spirit became increasingly blurred, several shadows faintly attempted to escape. Mao Xiaofang sighed, formed a sword gesture with his hand, and a beam of red light shot towards the old man Jin, instantly stabilizing his spirit.

Jiang Le looked over in surprise, and then became dumbfounded

At such an old age, and with the internal organs severely eroded by negative energy, if one dies, so be it; what is there to make a fuss about

Old Jin expressed his gratitude to Mao Xiaofang, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist." After speaking, he turned to the bewildered Jiang Le.

Old Jin glared: "Do you want me to die with my eyes wide open? Are you not afraid that I will come to find you every night?"

However, Jiang Le was startled again shortly after

Hahaha, what nonsense are you talking about, you little rascal? I have been dead for nearly a hundred years; at that time, you didn't even know where you were. How could there be any connection? Master Mao laughed heartily, seemingly amused.

If it were a person, it would be fine; but if one were to encounter such a thing, it would be a tragedy

If there is no one, then whose words are those

Tsk tsk, still a filial son, huh? Not bad, not bad. However, I am quite dissatisfied with you calling me 'Ghost Big Brother.' I have a name; you can call me Master Mao.

At this moment, Master Mao snorted and said: "Even if you were to avoid this calamity, you would only have half a year of life left, and moreover, your internal power is impure, your Dao soul is not gathered, and the yin energy is difficult to dissipate. If you cannot even cultivate yourself properly, how can you possibly teach a good disciple?"

As the long sound of the character fell, a sudden flash of golden light appeared in the old man's embrace, and then a phantom emerged out of thin air, hovering in midair

Jiang Le's mouth twitched in surprise, nearly scaring him to death. My goodness, just seeing him once almost made me wet my pants, and he comes looking for me every day. How can my little heart handle this? I couldn't hesitate any longer and quickly said: "Boss, rest assured, I will take this shop. I will manage it well, aiming for profitability within a year, opening a branch in two years, securing financing in three years, and going public in four years"

Jiang Le felt a dryness in her mouth, and her heart raced like thunder

Daoist Mao noticed the change in his expression and coldly said: "Now you realize something is amiss. Let me tell you, I am very angry. Back then, when my lifespan was short and I knew my path was hopeless, I exerted my last effort to merge my Dao soul with the Pure Yang Eight Trigrams, sealing the Blood Demon in the Nine Yang Land. I endured the tempering of the true fire of the sun every day, and it would only take eighty-one years to completely refine the Blood Demon, eliminating a great calamity from the world. I never expected that you, the younger generation, would be so incompetent as to dig up the Nine Yang Land, take away the Pure Yang Eight Trigrams, and release the Blood Demon. Now that the Blood Demon is hiding, once it regains its vitality, it will be a great disaster for the world. Who will make up for this mistake?"

"Who? Come out?" Jiang Le shouted, trembling, while he was already prepared to flee at any moment

Master Mao rolled his eyes in annoyance and said, "You seem to know quite a bit, but I disdain to engage in such matters. Enough with the nonsense; this old man appears to have something to say to you, so please wait a moment."

If any young man suddenly encounters two ghosts and can still present himself as accomplished, I will now call him brother and sing "Conquer" for him

However, this door seems to have a magnetic quality, making it impossible to open no matter what.

Jiang and Tu Shu Le smiled wryly.

There really are ghosts! My friend has encountered something supernatural

Ah! Can you give me the store? No merit, no reward; isn't that a bit inappropriate? Jiang Le was taken aback. Although it was a surprise, Jiang Le did not feel very happy. The thought of receiving something from a ghost felt rather awkward.

Jiang Le only felt a tingling sensation in his body, and beads of cold sweat began to form on his back

Old Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression changed slightly.

Old Jin shook his head and said: "This is not the case. The path of Dao seems to be at a dead end, and the number of demons and monsters in the world appears to have diminished. In my decades of wandering the world, I have not encountered any powerful evil beings. I wonder what the reason for this is."

Indeed, Old Man Jin has already passed seventy years of age, and he has been coughing for many years. He appears to be unwell, and it is unclear what illness he suffers from; he faces this calamity both morning and night

Old Jin helplessly said: "I do not understand this matter either. Ever since the great upheaval in the Daoist sect, as I travel the world, I have encountered many such situations. For those who have just died, if they do not harbor resentment or obsession, their souls will remain unstable. However, those who linger in the mortal realm for more than three days will inevitably have their souls scattered, without exception."

Jiang Le was taken aback and hurriedly tried to pull away

Jiang Le truly felt like crying at this moment; he wished he could faint immediately and wake up to find that everything was a lie, that it was all just a dream

Bang

"Dead? How could it be dead?"

Mao Xiaofang was shocked: "How could this be? Without the Daoist presence, wouldn't the evil spirits run rampant in the world?"

He is merely an eighteen-year-old child who has never encountered such a situation; suddenly faced with it, he naturally feels at a loss.

Jiang was anxious. He hurriedly pleaded, "Dear ghost, I beg you to spare me. I have a sick mother who needs my care; if I die, she will be left all alone."

Jiang Le is at a loss for words, this is still a century-old ghost

Which old man? Is it Old Man Jin?

Isn't it wrong? Didn't he die?

Um, is there still someone here