The ninth and twenty-third chapters of Taoism more than four hundred years ago were not mainstream
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The old Taoist priest was really panicking now.
He remembers it clearly.
Back then, his younger junior brother also invited this terrifying ghost in the process of praying to God.
The little junior brother had almost no resistance and was hit instantly. The master reacted quickly and intervened immediately. However, not only could he not save the little junior brother, he was also injured by the ghost.
It was this kind of blood mist and this kind of aura at that time.
This old Taoist priest will remember it right.
Later, the master called him to the bedside, his eyes seemed to be recalling, and finally he said that he knew the ghost summoned by God.
At that time, the young second brother didn't know why, but if the master was willing to talk, he was naturally willing to listen.
As a result, I heard a story from Daomen’s past.
More than 400 years ago, the Taoist sect was relatively prosperous. Within the Hidden Sect alone, there were seven or eight sects of the Taoist sect, which were divided into subcategories. It could be said that a hundred flowers bloomed and a hundred schools of thought contended.
There are some amazing and talented people among them.
Most of the senior Taoists followed the old path of their predecessors and practiced step by step. Most of the final results were huge contributions.
But there are also some people who are obviously very talented, but always like to follow crooked ways. Among them, there is an uncle named Zuo Bai.
The old Taoist priest's uncle was also a senior in his Taoist sect.
At that time, Zuo Bai began to study how to travel at night for a long time, how to become an "immortal" and a "saint".
Other Taoist seniors followed the orthodox path.
But Zuo Bai felt that in the past, many talented people in the Taoist sect were unable to achieve things, so he continued to follow their old path, and in nine cases out of ten, he still failed to achieve it.
That's a waste of life.
So we must find another way and take a completely different path from others.
He began to exploit fear.
If Lin Mo heard about Zuo Bai's deeds, he would definitely think of many people he knew well.
Such as Zhou Li, such as Zhao Xin...the most recent ones are the gods in the Redemption Society.
Harness other people's fears to gain power.
Simple and fast.
But we must also give up our physical body in the real world and completely devote ourselves to the darkness.
Obviously, more than 400 years ago, this was still considered a 'pioneer'. What Zuo Bai did cannot be said to be unprecedented, but even if it existed, it was definitely very rare.
No one knows how to do it specifically, not even some seniors in the Taoist sect.
But what is certain is that Zuo Bai succeeded.
He became the 'being' he wanted to be.
These were all spoken by Master before his death, and the old Taoist priest naturally remembered them very clearly.
However, Master also said that it was an accident that Junior Brother was able to invite Master Zuo Bai, and this time he fought hard to get injured and sent Zuo Bai away. It would be extremely difficult for the other party to come back.
It's almost impossible.
But who would have thought that this thing that Master said was impossible would actually happen at this moment.
The old Taoist priest was running around anxiously now.
He wanted to help, but he didn't know where to start.
After much thought, he thought of a way.
"The only way is to enter the third brother's Zi Mansion. Although this move is very dangerous, no one else can do it except me."
After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he stamped his foot, took out a talisman and put it on his forehead, immediately recited the incantation, and then placed it between Lin Mo's eyebrows.
Whoosh!
The talisman on the old Taoist priest's forehead withered immediately.
At the same time, when he opened his eyes again, he was already in darkness.
The place seemed very empty, and not far ahead, there was a house that looked very strange to the old Taoist priest.
"I have entered the third brother's Zi Mansion. The room in front of me is, as expected, the core of his Zi Mansion."
The old Taoist priest said to himself, then walked a few steps quickly, reached the door, coughed lightly, and called "Third Brother".
He thought that if his third brother was in danger, he would immediately break in, attack Zuo Bai, and rescue his third brother.
For this reason, he was already ready to fight at any time.
But soon, the door opened, and Lin Mo looked at the old Taoist priest at the door unexpectedly.
"Second brother, why are you here?"
With that said, he quickly let the other person in.
"Why am I here? If I don't come, I'm afraid you won't live long. Where is Zuo Bai..."
The old Taoist priest looked wary. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a person sitting on a strange chair over there.
This man exuded an indescribable evil spirit.
Judging from the breath, it must be Zuo Bai.
"Taoist disciple?" Zuo Bai looked much younger than the old Taoist priest. Judging from his appearance, he looked like he was in his twenties.
He looks young, very unruly, and his hair is actually purple with some white hair mixed in, which makes him look very weird.
A bit unconventional.
Although his appearance was a bit unconventional, his aura when he spoke was extremely domineering.
The old Taoist priest saluted with special Taoist gestures.
The other party can definitely see it.
"I've met Uncle Zuo Taishi!"
Although Uncle Zuo Taishi had fallen into the devil's path, the old Taoist priest still saluted him very politely and gave him the honorific title.
Lin Mo came over at this time and asked the old Taoist priest how he felt about the Night Walker God he invited this time. He also asked why you called him Grand Master Uncle. Is it related to him?
At this time, the old Taoist priest couldn't explain too much, so he just gave Lin Mo a wink to show him how dangerous those people were.
Lin Mo said, second brother, don't worry. This is a cozy hut and his domain. No matter who it is, you must follow his rules in this place.
A tiger must lie down, and a dragon must den.
Can't make any waves.
So mighty and domineering.
The implication was that Lin Mo already knew that the Night Wandering God invited this time was not a good person.
But even if he knew, Lin Mo didn't seem to be afraid.
He has the confidence to suppress the opponent.
This kind of enemy that was difficult to match in the eyes of the old Taoist priests should have been even more difficult to deal with when put here by Lin Mo, but Lin Mo had many ways to defeat him.
Especially in this cozy little house.
Lin Mo has an absolute home field advantage.
If any other being wanted to shake Lin Mo in this room, the difficulty would be hellish.
Zuo Bai obviously felt that Lin Mo was not simple, especially in this weird house, he actually felt a huge threat.
So so far, the behavior has been quite restrained and friendly.
No hostility is intended.
The old Taoist priest felt like he was dreaming when he saw this scene.
He had never really seen Zuo Bai's appearance, but he could not forget his aura.
Back then, the other party was not so polite. After being invited here by mistake, he restrained the younger junior brother on the spot. The master also came out of his body to help, and even tried to persuade him during this period, but the other party was unmoved. The final result was that the master returned seriously injured.
, the junior brother lost his life.
At that time, Zuo Bai was ferocious and cruel, and could not communicate with others.
But at this moment, Zuo Bai looked very normal, like a guest at someone else's house.
When the old Taoist priest saw this, he felt a little calmer.
He didn't hide it, he just revealed the other party's past in front of Zuo Bai.
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Chapter 1 in the morning, please vote for me.
To be honest, I fell asleep while typing just now. The interesting thing is that many of the little dreams I had during the fragmented time of dozing off were actually typed out by me using sporadic, unwritten words.
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I stumbled and tinkered, and it took me an hour to write a few hundred words.
I can’t bear it anymore, the word count is a bit short, so be patient, take a nap first to replenish your energy, and everyone should go to bed early!