I Became Popular in the Underworld After Live Broadcasting Taoism

Chapter 155 – 2 More,

When Taoist Zhenhe was young, he was the most qualified young genius of Qianqingmen. He became famous at a young age, and was later elected as the next head of Qianqingmen.

He is full of pride in his talent and sect.

The most orthodox direct disciple of Taoism, and even the direct disciple of a ‘heavenly’ level warlock, he is so beautiful and energetic, he is simply the protagonist of the world in legend.

However, when his master brought him into this door and into this formation, all the pride of Taoist Zhenhe and his pride in the sect were severely shattered.

His master was also known as the ‘No. 1 person in the metaphysics world’ back then.

He is the last “heavenly” magician in the metaphysics world. He is infinitely close to the way of heaven. He has lived for more than five hundred years. He has existed since the age when Taoist Jun Hong, the founder of Taoism, established a business and rectified the world’s magicians, until more than five hundred years ago. after today;

Ascending to the top of his Taoism, there is a possibility of soaring like Master Jun Hong at any time, only the last step is left.

It was such a highly respected master who was almost a ‘fairy’ in the eyes of Taoist Zhenhe, who shattered all his fantasies in this forbidden area.

The first sentence he spoke made him feel like a thunderbolt:

‘Zhenhe, the master’s life is approaching, and the time to sit down is only two months away. ‘

Zhenhe Taoists were terrified and unwilling to believe it, but the dying old man just sighed heavily, and there was no arrogance and arrogance of the first person in the world in his eyes, only endless numbness and disappointment:

‘ I heard from the master that sitting in meditation is a relief for an old person like me who has lived for too long and has been struggling to find the way. ‘

At that time Taoist Zhenhe didn’t understand the meaning of these words.

Two hundred years later, he collapsed and found that his talent was not as good as he thought, and he even touched the bottleneck earlier than his master. Get the answer.

It turned out that his master knew a long time ago that this is a world where it is impossible to ascend.

For unknown reasons, the Dao of Heaven is collapsing.

The mortal world and the six realms have been derailed, even if they are on the verge of ascension, it is absolutely impossible.

His master was too deep in Taoism, so deep that he could touch the trajectory of heaven, and discovered this desperate fact. After many efforts to prove that there are no real immortals in the world, he was completely desperate. With the exhaustion of his life, he chose to sit down .

But such a result was too cruel for Zhenhe, who was in his prime and youthful vigor back then, so the former leader concealed this matter.

When he reaches a certain critical point, he will naturally know.

Not to mention how desperate Taoist Zhenhe was two hundred years later, two hundred years ago, he was in his early thirties, because of his reputation as a direct disciple of the Qianqing Sect and a disciple of the first Xuanshi.

But before his master sat down, he told him a shocking secret.

‘Zhenhe, Master is actually just a cowardly and greedy thief. ‘

‘ It is the orthodoxy stolen for the teacher! ‘

Daoist Zhenhe was in a trance, and learned some strange secrets from his master’s somewhat crazy words.

According to his master, the founder of Taoist sect is indeed Taoist Jun Hong, but he is not alone. After him, the direct descendant of Taoist sect should be a female disciple named Gu.

According to legend, the woman’s talent is excellent, and she has beaten the magicians in the metaphysics world for more than a hundred years, and she is even more talented than Taoist Junhong.

After Taoist Junhong attained Taoism, she was the one who inherited Taoism.

And this woman followed in the footsteps of Taoist Junhong to touch the moat in just a few short years, and crossed the catastrophe in one fell swoop.

It’s just that the thunder disaster was so powerful that it almost shattered the entire mountain. No one saw her soaring holy light, and no one found her bones.

The second generation descendant of Xuanmen just disappeared.

At that time, Taoist Zhenhe’s master was in his early forties. Like him, he had just inherited the middle-sized Qianqing Sect and became the new young head.

Since the sect and the Taoist sect were very close to the mountain that was struck by lightning, he was the first person to arrive. Except for an ordinary young man who passed out in a piece of scorched soil where not a single grass grew, he found nothing else .

Scanning around, he didn’t see any holy light after attaining enlightenment, Xian Le, he couldn’t help but sigh with emotion, a generation of legends, the peerless genius just failed to ascend and was smashed into scorched earth.

Seeing that there was not even a gatekeeper, and the legendary tree that was struck by Taoist Junhong’s ascension and lightning calamity was placed on a hill not far away, Taoist Zhenhe’s master’s heart beat faster.

At that moment, he had a wrong idea.

When he reacted, he took down the sacred tree while the mountain was devastated and empty, and sneaked away before the other warlocks arrived.

Afterwards, he regretted it countless times, and was afraid that the Shenmu would disappear and find himself, so he wrapped up the Shenmu and left all the disciples of the sect overnight, and secretly went to the border to avoid the limelight.

During this period, he pretended to be an ordinary businessman, and after two months of trembling, he didn’t hear any rumors related to the Taoist Thunder Tribulation.

When he tried to find out the news, he didn’t know if the border was too far away, and no one knew about it;

What’s more, he looked at him like a monster, saying that Master Junhong had never taken any apprentices.

Taoist Zhenhe’s master hesitated again and again, but still groped and returned to the sect.

The head of the sect who had been missing for nearly three months finally returned, and the disciples were naturally overjoyed, but the master of Taoist Zhenhe was completely dumbfounded.

Because whether it is the disciples in the sect or the magicians in the metaphysics world, Taoist Junhong has no apprentices.

Their memories are like being erased and changed by an invisible hand.

All the information related to the second-generation head of Xuanmen was cleared.

Even the scorched earth on the top of the mountain is gone.

If it wasn’t for the fact that he had a piece of sacred tree that he walked along at that time, and that there was no scorched earth on the top of the mountain, but no grass grew, the master of Taoist Zhenhe would have suspected that there was something wrong with his memory and eyes.

This matter made him full of doubts and made him sleepless, but he dared not tell anyone at all.

When a person is out of tune with everyone in the world, he is only considered crazy.

Over the years, he has been searching for evidence of the existence of the second generation head of Xuanmen in the clues of various schools. It seems that those unexplainable information are the only evidence that can prove the real existence of his memory.

And he also relied on this sacred tree to create momentum for the Qianqingmen, saying that the Qianqingmen was the orthodox inheritance of Taoist Junhong.

With this kind of profit making, the status of Qianqingmen has risen, and the resources and benefits he has obtained have become more and more amazing.

But after planning for a lifetime, it was all in vain in the end.

The way of heaven collapsed, and there was no hope of ascension.

Up to now, he no longer cares whether the second generation head of Xuanmen exists, why he was suddenly erased by the world, he can’t even remember the name and appearance of the head who failed to ascend.

He only knows that the Qianqingmen must maintain its orthodoxy in order to maintain its current status and a steady stream of top resources.

Telling these things to Taoist Zhenhe is only for the inheritance of the sect.

Perhaps there is also the idea of wanting to share with future generations the weird secrets that only he remembers and knows.

Not long after explaining other trivial matters and throwing the entire school to Taoist Zhenhe, the only old warlock who remembered Gu Zhisang’s existence sat down in a quiet morning.

Taoist Zhenhe, who became the new master, struggled with pain at the beginning, and couldn’t accept that his proud sect background was actually started by stealing.

He even felt that what the master said: the female head surnamed Gu who disappeared out of thin air and was erased by the world was just a dream, made up by the master unconsciously.

But he had read the dossiers of secrets written by his master in those years, and he did find bits and pieces of strange information in history.

The combination of those neglected details seems to really outline a missing master.

This kind of entanglement didn’t last long, and Taoist Zhenhe soon immersed himself in the official duties of the sect and the joy brought by the unlimited power of being the head of the sect, and forgot about the second-generation head of the sect.

He thought he had forgotten.

But when Gu Zhisang was born out of nowhere, and for the first time passed through the void to his ears who were in retreat, Taoist Zhenhe’s mind popped up the headmaster with the surname Gu that the master said, wrote, and disappeared from memory.

Great looks, amazing talent.

Taoist Zhenhe didn’t understand why, he just confirmed that this person was related to the second generation head of Xuanmen who disappeared 800 years ago!

The magic sound in his heart became more and more urgent, almost occupying his entire mind.

‘What should I do, she must have known everything when she went up the mountain to fetch the Shenmu, and in order to avenge her master, she went against the Qianqingmen everywhere. ‘

‘As expected of Taoist Junhong’s disciple, she has overwhelmed the Qianqingmen’s limelight in just one year, and if she grows up, will she declare war on us? Will it tell the world we’re just a bunch of thieves? ‘

‘Will she break the curse and become the first person to attain the Tao in the past eight hundred years? ‘

‘…’

Daoist Zhenhe was upset and growled, “Shut up! Shut up!”

“You’re not me, you’re just a born demon, don’t try to take this opportunity to disrupt my decision!”

That’s right, he is a half-step “heavenly” level warlock, the most powerful person respected and respected by the world’s mysterious masters. As early as a hundred years ago, when he touched the pinnacle of his talent, he became obsessed in retreat due to collapse, and gave birth to A powerful demon.

In order to change the mediocrity of his talent, he was bewitched by the ‘heart demon’ and did many unforgivable things.

To this day, he is afraid of the voice in his head, but he can’t get rid of it;

Even deeply dependent at some point.

Taoist Zhenhe hated himself for being like this, and also hated turning him into such a magic voice.

The voice in his mind giggled and said, “I am you, Taoist Zhenhe, the more real you who dare to face your own desires.”

“Which of the decisions I made didn’t help you? Didn’t my decision play a role in breaking through the shackles of talent and reaching the heights you are today?”

“You!” Taoist Zhenhe wanted to refute, but he couldn’t say anything.

Even if he doesn’t want to admit it, everything he has done in the past hundred years has already fallen with this demon, and he can’t go back to the past.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, the voice of the ‘heart demon’ softened a bit, and kept urging Taoist Zhenhe.

Suddenly, Taoist Zhenhe seemed to feel something, and suddenly raised his head to look at the peaceful sky.

It was dark in the distance, but he knew that it was not peaceful above the farther regions.

It is the breath of Thunder Tribulation.

His eyes were full of shock and disbelief: “How is it possible?!”

Someone wants to cross the catastrophe? !

Could it be that Gu Zhisang?

Taoist Zhenhe’s face twisted instantly, his eyes were red.

Is that person’s talent so good?

Why is it that a person like him is struggling to pursue, but is firmly imprisoned, struggling for more than ten years and can’t make any progress!

How unfair.

As if aware of the distorted and uncalmable emotions in his heart, the voice of inner demon sounded again, and he sighed for a long time:

“You see, this is unfair genius.”