Silence!
An indescribable silence!
After Lin Daode finished speaking.
His mind went blank.
Wasn't this the place where the Qi Eaters of Mao Mountain meditated diligently?
Was it the place where Mao Mountain sealed demons?
There were no immortals here.
Only demons?
Only the demons sealed by countless Daoists of Mao Mountain?
"Do you mean that we have to stay here forever?”
After a while.
Yao Biqian said with a trembling voice.
She pursued the truth hidden in history.
He wanted to publish a paper that could overturn the entire archaeological world.
He can gain both fame and fortune.
He wanted to find a way to cultivate.
Just like the ancient immortals.
in the morning I roamed the vast seas, in the evening Cangwu.
However, she never thought that she would be trapped here forever.
"Priest Lin, you must be joking with us.”
"Isn't that the Daoist temple?”
"Why did you say that no one was guarding it?"
Chu Xiaoxiao pointed at the Taoist temple in the distance, her voice trembling as well.
"Let's go up and see.”
"Maybe I guessed wrong."
Lin Daode didn't refute him directly. Instead, he suggested.
He knew that under such circumstances.
No matter how clear his logic was.
They would also organize their words to refute him.
Therefore, it was useless to say more.
He could only go up and take a look.
Hearing is false, seeing is believing
And from the bottom of his heart, he hoped that his guess was wrong.
Hearing Lin Daode's words.
Everyone's hearts were filled with hope.
Lin Daode was just a Taoist priest who read fortunes and cast talismans on Mao Mountain.
What did he know about immortals and Daoists?
Perhaps, there were immortals meditating and cultivating here?
The group of them ran toward the nearest Holy Zhi Palace.
Along the way.
Dense and seamless Dao seals filled up all the land.
Looking at these Dao seals.
Lin Daode gulped.
There were so many devil trapping and devil subduing Dao seals.
In this grotto-heaven.
How many demons were sealed here?
The ancestors of Mao Mountain.
After so many years.
To be able to engrave so many Dao seals?
As he thought about it, he ran carefully and tried not to scratch the ground.
So many Dao seals.
What if he accidentally destroyed it and released the demons?
He would not even know how he died.
Half an hour later, everyone rushed to the nearest palace.
However, the moment he entered.
All the hope in their hearts was wiped out.
He only saw that the Taoist temple was empty.
The inside was the same as the outside.
It was filled with Demon Trapping and Demon Subduing Dao seals.
"Although I really don't want to say it."
"But the reason why I said that there are no Daoists here is because it is too quiet.”
"There are no immortal birds, spirit beasts, or rare beasts.”
"You have to know that Daoism seeks tranquility and inaction, not loneliness.”
Lin Daode sighed.
Taoism insists on quietness and returns to nature.
Let his heart be empty and silent.
Therefore, in ancient novels, there would always be strange beasts around the Taoist.
However, in this world.
Forget about mutated beasts.
Not even a bird.
It was deathly silent.
Lin Daode's voice became even more bitter when he thought of the conversation between his grandmaster and granduncle.
"Obviously."
"The seniors of our Maoshan Daoists have been meditating and cultivating in the Golden Altar's Huayin Heaven.”
"But for some reason, I don't know why.”
"They left the Golden Altar's Huayin Heaven and used this place as a place to seal demons.”
"As for us, when we were chasing after the traces of Martial Granduncle.”
"He barged into this place."
After saying that, Lin Daode looked at the vast world.
He felt that the heavens were joking with him.
When he was young, he looked forward to immortals.
He longed to ride a flying sword.
If you want to eat gas, the gods will not die.
When he grew up, he was taught a lesson by reality. He realized that there were no gods or immortals in this world.
Gradually.
He became a Taoist priest who spoke of science and did not believe in feudal superstition.
After he grew old.
Only then did he come into contact with the true myths buried in history and covered up in legends.
At Captain Lin's invitation.
He began to chase after the truth and the myths.
In the end, he charged into the forbidden land that the senior immortals used to seal the demons.
Thinking of this…
He could not help but feel sad.
"Martial Granduncle, oh Martial Granduncle."
"Your 'fate' has made my grandmaster Lin Dingxin wait for countless years.”
"Until he dies."
"I didn't even close my eyes."
"I just wanted to wait for you to bring him to Mao Mountain.”
"As for me, I followed your trail and found the Golden Altar's Huayin Heaven.”
"But I only found a dead end.”
"Our sect."
"I've been tricked by you."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The countless Dao seals and divine curses in front of him shone at the same time.
Within the bright yet gentle radiance.
A young Daoist wearing a bright yellow Daoist robe, a Daoist crown on his head, a golden sword on his back, a horsetail whisk in his left hand, and a bell in his right walked out of the light.
He sighed.
"Sigh."
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