From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Time flies, and ten days have passed.

The Luotian Grand Ceremony hosted by Longhu Mountain, one of the largest forces in the alien world, is about to begin.

Since ancient times, the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain has been the righteous leader who commands the heroes in the alien world. This generation of Tianshi has achieved great success and entered the rare fifth realm. He intimidates all parties with his celestial appearance and was invincible when he was young.

But it has been thirty or forty years since the old Taoist priest last took action. The major sects certainly do not expect anyone to be able to severely damage the mountain. However, it is recorded in ancient secret records that celestial beings must encounter the five declines. This is beyond human control and is a disaster sent by heaven.

Luotian Dajiao is the biggest event in Taoism, and this time it represents the martial arts selection of candidates for Heavenly Master.

As soon as the word "substitute" came out, undercurrents suddenly surged in the martial arts world.

With the intervention of the head of the Lu family, the final winner, if he does not inherit the position of Heavenly Master Candidate, can get the Tongtian Lu, one of the Eight Wonders of Jiashen. This news completely ignited the enthusiasm of all parties.

For a time, many heroes gathered in Longhu Mountain, and even the Wuhou family in Shu, which had always stayed out of the matter, sent representatives to participate.

Of course, according to the established rules, the stage of Luotian Dajiao belongs to the younger generation.

Wudang Mountain sent Wang Ye, the favorite disciple of the elder who passed on the skills, to participate in this event. Led by the head monk and Wudang Grand Master's uncle Jiang Taiping, they visited the old Heavenly Master.

The recent incident in the Ghost Village in the Northeast region has gradually fermented. As to how the inside information was leaked, most people do not know, but from the results of the handling, the local fox fairy family was obviously too deeply involved and took the main responsibility for the incident.

In order to alleviate certain discussions, the company specially introduced candidates to divert attention.

The Great Compassionate Killing Palm—Xiao Zizai.

Fishing in troubled waters without putting in any effort - Sect Leader Tang.

Carrying the coffin and walking away shows his supernatural power - he is a king.

The river is never peaceful when you ask about its source.

The rabbit that walks around on the edge kicks the bear - Feng Baobao.

At the end of the official account article, the above personnel all received special commendations and honorary titles from the company.

But secretly, the identities of two temporary workers whose identities were supposed to be kept confidential were exposed to a certain extent, which caused dissatisfaction among the branches in various regions, but the headquarters has not responded to this for the time being.

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Yingtan City, star hotel.

After receiving the remuneration from the company, Wang Ye had almost spent it on the first day.

He purchased a set of high-end fishing equipment and legally modified the Jeep that brought him to his doom. It didn't change much on the outside, but if it stalls again, it's definitely not the equipment's fault.

After the heavenly calamity, there will be the earthly calamity and the human calamity.

By the window, Wang Ye looked far away in the direction of Mount Longhu. The essential difference between the two disasters of the earth and humans is regional. The former will be fine as long as you don't enter, but the latter is full of targeting, and the disaster has a cyclical characteristic. The end of the disaster may be the cause of the beginning of the disaster.

Wang Ye shook his head slightly and stopped calculating the exact result of the trip to Mount Longhu. The geographical advantage of the great sect's inheritance had the ability to conceal things. The first thing he had to consider now was that he was about to be killed by the heat.

The room was as warm as an oven. Someone on the bed was covered in blood mist, and was being guarded by the Yin and Yang gods who were able to divide their minds into three parts.

After squeezing the blood bag for ten consecutive days, the refined Qilin blood can be called the treasure of heaven and earth. In the previous life, it had the body of immortal ginseng. In this life, the Qilin belongs to the wood element. In addition to the natural control of thunder and lightning and excellent jumping, it also has the ability to sense nature.

The blood and essence continued to penetrate, and under the impetus of the return of life, they perfectly merged with the body. The "essence" in the third realm of the three flowers of gathering, essence, energy and spirit, reached its peak state, and the progress was rapid. Wang was also slightly absent-minded. The elder brother had practiced Taoism for several months and his realm was already on par with his. The other party's biggest bottleneck so far was guarding the center, but it only blocked him for a few days. Countless people sought to sense the qi but could not enter. This performance was completely beyond the scope of the norm. Only the "Blood Sutra Notes" left by the Wudang ancestor when he lived for two centuries had a description that matched it.

An immortal is like a person climbing a mountain, without any good or evil, in harmony with the heaven. From a distance, he appears as still water, making good use of objects, without bias. When he reaches the top, he becomes a soaring dragon, walking with a staff, oblivious to cause and effect, and ascending into the sky.

Scriptures emerged in his mind, and an intense sense of confusion overwhelmed his thoughts, and Wang Ye broke away from his defensive state of mind.

He likes quietness, but it is difficult for him to stay out of things. With Fenghou Qimen, he can often predict the future, which makes it even more difficult for him to deceive himself into turning a blind eye.

The old Taoist priest is about to suffer a backlash from the gods, and although it is a righteous act for him to risk his life to face the disaster, misfortunes are common in this world. Does his helping out this time mean that he is denying the option of helping others?

He might be able to accept being powerless, but once he did the math, he could see through the misfortunes that were within his power.

But what should we do after we figure it out? Should we come to an abrupt end on this journey and change the target of assistance? What if there is a difference in order and we lose even a little bit?

Wang Ye closed his eyes and shook his head, calming down a little.

If he wanted to help everyone he met, he should have gone down the mountain and returned home to inherit the group and do some secular charity. What's more, he should not have become a Taoist priest in the first place.

I risked my life to face the calamity because the old Heavenly Master deserves respect.

Suddenly, Wang Ye opened his eyes and his pupils contracted.

How do you know that those people who were abandoned are not worthy of respect?

The true energy in the body immediately became disordered and horribly disturbed.

Blood was oozing from the corner of Wang Ye's mouth. He didn't know what caused this inner demon, but he had to find the answer as soon as possible.

"Return to the truth."

A cold voice came.

Wang had no time to think about the source of the voice. Returning to his true self, the question was why he wanted to help the old Taoist priest.

It’s not because I’m a good person, but because the old master is worthy of respect.

Why should we respect him? Because of his moral character.

"No, what you hear is not true. After all, I have never been with the old Heavenly Master. If you believe what others say, you are no different from a fool. Even history books are false. People's words are scary... I respect them."

Like a drowning fish, Wang Ye was gasping for breath, his eyes full of bloodshot.

"The old Heavenly Master is a celestial being who suppresses all directions. His existence is like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea. He hates the chaotic world and wishes for peace. What I want is peace in the world."

There seemed to be a sound of firewood burning in the room. The fourth realm of Taoism is called Zhenren, and the core is to realize the truth. Apart from being at a loss, the most dangerous thing is to mistakenly think that you understand yourself, deceive yourself, and fall into the dilemma of knowing wrongly.

The king was no longer sitting cross-legged, with a trace of shock still on his face. The world was at peace, which meant that if the old Taoist priest was the cause of the chaos, he could plot against him without hesitation.

The fourth realm, which I originally thought was within my reach, was fraught with dangers after just a glimpse of it in advance. But now, it doesn’t take ten years, as that boundary has been broken through. All I have to do is accumulate knowledge, and I don’t have to work hard to break through the bottleneck. It will only take one or two years at most.

"Do you want to be my last disciple?" Jiang Yuan asked. Immortals are the highest level of human beings. Only when one realizes his true self can he be considered to have stepped onto the starting point and gained a tiny bit of hope. In short, only when one understands the goal and needs can one move forward. As for good and evil, they are just derived choices. Both holy immortals and fallen immortals have existed.

(End of this chapter)