By the fire!
Russell was roasting the second senior brother quietly, while Qianhe and Simu were sitting aside with a worried look on their faces, as if they were thinking about something.
Qianhe's unintentional guess made the two of them lose the desire to play around, because this matter was too serious!
Simu couldn't help but look at Russell several times. It was really hard for him to imagine that this lively and lovely little nephew was really the one who would be afflicted by this thousand-year catastrophe
According to the deductions of the major sects, this thousand-year catastrophe is far more severe than the previous ones. If things go wrong, the extinction of the Taoist tradition could be a piece of cake.
Even the forces of Buddhism and Taoism will suffer permanent damage, and countless practitioners will die!
Simu narrowed his eyes. According to the experience passed down from previous catastrophes, the person who was destined to suffer the catastrophe was doomed to be alone, but he could call on friends and his end would be miserable.
It shouldn’t be his junior nephew, after all, he still has a senior brother!
Qianzuru and Simu both fell silent, leaving only the crackling sound of the burning firewood.
Perhaps because the atmosphere was too awkward, Simu took the lead in changing the topic and began chatting about family matters and some things he had encountered recently.
As they chatted, Simu became curious about Junior Brother Qianhe's recent movements.
Speaking of this, Qianhe hesitated for a long time before he gritted his teeth and said, "I plan to go to the Northeast to look for opportunities there!"
"Northeast China? Are you going to join the warlord named Zhang?"
Simu naturally understood Qianhe's decision. Some people don't like intrigue, so they naturally stay away from the Six Gates.
But practicing in the Six Gates has its pros and cons, and it cannot be said that anyone looks down on anyone else.
only…
There was confusion on his face. When he was traveling outside, he often paid attention to major events outside. The only famous warlord in the Northeast was the one with the surname Zhang!
And the guy with the surname Zhang has a bad reputation now.
"Brother, there's nothing I can do!" Qianhe was a little depressed. He really had a lot of grievances that he couldn't express!
Ten years ago, Taiyi Dao used all its power to help the thief Yuan transform into a dragon, but failed at the last moment. Yuan died, and Taiyi Dao disappeared. A great righteous sect vanished from the scene.
The thief Yuan who stole the country was killed, and the dragon veins captured by Taiyi Dao immediately fled in all directions. The Dragon Country was in chaos, and hidden dragons emerged everywhere.
The Dragon Kingdom was divided up by more than a dozen warlords. There were wars back and forth, bones covered the ground, no roosters crowed for thousands of miles, evil spirits rose to the sky, demons appeared frequently, and ghosts were rampant.
Both the Buddhist and Taoist sects stepped forward and supported the warlords, hoping to gain a glimmer of hope in this thousand-year catastrophe.
If possible, there will also be a struggle for the orthodoxy to establish the status of the sect in the world.
Although Taoism has always been the state religion, it is divided into thousands of sects, and Taoism has been secretly fighting for who is the real state religion.
Only the first-rate sects entered at this time, while the top sects like Longhushan and Maoshan were still waiting and watching.
Qianhe sighed, "The warlords in the world have been divided up by those sects. If I, Junior Brother, go there, I can only be a supplement."
Ten years ago, they had just come down from the mountain and their cultivation was not that high, so they were unable to influence the sect’s opinions at all.
The warlords don't care at all. What they need is the support of the sect, not the Taoist priests!
By now, Qianhe's cultivation level has reached a higher level, so it would be useless for him to go. This is not just timely assistance, but icing on the cake.
"well!"
Simu sighed, "If I get it, I'm lucky, if I lose it, it's my fate. This is not a bad thing. Sometimes, once you enter the Six Gates, it's hard to get out!"
It is easy to practice in the Six Gates. With good luck, practicing is as easy as eating and drinking.
But now the warlords are fighting each other, and it might fall one day.
It is clear to see that ten years have passed and several warlords have fallen, and the Taoist sects behind them have also disappeared.
The two of them sighed, but Russell, who was sitting next to them, couldn't help but prick up his ears. It was the first time he heard of the outside forces.
In his impression, there seemed to be only a few particularly famous Taoist sects. But now that he heard about it, it seemed like there were so many.
And what is that thousand-year catastrophe
Russell was very curious and leaned over. "Uncle, what are they doing? If there is a war, shouldn't they hide?"
"They're supporting the dragon!"
Simu explained, "Nowadays, there are hidden dragons everywhere in the Central Plains, and everyone wants to become a dragon in one leap. Once they are successfully supported, they will be blessed with good fortune, and maybe they can directly break through to become a heavenly master, and even have the hope of becoming an immortal!"
The thousand-year catastrophe, the greater the catastrophe, the more opportunities there are!
Become an immortal
Russell's breathing couldn't help but become disordered. The more he practiced, the more difficult he felt it was.
Even with Shenlan's help, he didn't know if he could reach that step. Even if he killed ghosts non-stop every day, how many could he kill
Every step forward is like an insurmountable chasm.
Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are tens of thousands of people practicing Taoism, but there are only dozens of people who have become Heavenly Masters!
"Will I gain great fortune if I help Fulong?"
"Yes, and you will gain a lot, even a lot of merit."
Russell narrowed his eyes. He had already experienced the benefits of merit and virtue. He was just like the son of God.
As for luck
Need I say more
"Uncle Master, which people does Taoism have the most confidence in now?"
"To the west is a warlord named Ma, and the Longmen Dao and the Jingming Dao are betting on him.
The warlord named Feng occupied the Central Plains, and he was supported by Tiangongtang and Ziranmen.
There was also a warlord named Wu, who was supported by Shangqing Temple and Zhenda Daoism.
The easternmost warlord with the surname Sun was supported by Jishidiang and Waidandao.
Of the ten best sects in the righteous path today, except for the Taiyi Sect which disappeared into thin air and the Tang Sect which closed its doors, the others all have clear supporters. "
"As for the two top sects, Maoshan and Longhushan." Simu pondered for a moment, "No one is betting on it!"
They all have their ancestors supporting them, so there is no need for them to rush out for the time being.
Russell scratched his head. Among the ten first-class righteous sects, he seemed to be more familiar with the Tang Sect, but he didn't know much about the others.
I always feel that the four sects of Tiangongtang, Ziranmen, Jishiditang and Shangqingguan are more familiar to me.
If I remember correctly, it seems to be the sect of thirty-six thieves formed by that idiot Wu Gensheng.
A group of teenagers, still wet behind the ears, want to save the country. They have definitely not been beaten by society!
Russell touched his chin. If that was the case, then the Jiashen Rebellion would be interesting to ponder. Could it be that that idiot named Wu Gensheng chose the wrong side and was hunted down by other sects
When he thought of his younger brother Zhang Huaiyi, Russell decided that the next time they met, he would persuade Zhang Huaiyi to return to Longhu Mountain and serve as his Taoist priest.
The thirty-six thieves and the like are nothing more than the dreams of a group of middle school boys!
He suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, "Uncle Master, is there anyone who supports Guangtou Jiang?"
"Guangtou Jiang, who is that?"
Simu looked confused, he turned his head to look at Qianhe, "Have you heard of it?"
Qianhe shook her head. She had never heard of a warlord named Jiang.
Russell suddenly realized that it was still early and the bald man had not yet gained the upper hand. His eyes flickered!
If the bald man has not yet gained power, then that gentleman must still be studying.
He would definitely not choose the wrong person like that idiot Wu Gensheng. For other people, finding the real dragon must be confusing.
For him, it was simply an open-book exam!
"Down with all the monsters and demons!"
Russell couldn't help but touch his chin, his heart pounding.
With the whole nation’s strength, even if only 1/10 of the ghosts were transformed into energy points, he could directly add more points to become an immortal!!!
hiss!
ps: The main storyline is slowly unfolding. I will update more with monthly tickets. I will update more tomorrow.
I can’t write about politics, I can only write about the underworld!
A spoiler alert: the protagonist was indeed right in his support, but the situation was not stable at the time, and the ancestors of all the major sects came down to earth one after another. You can refer to Yuanshi Tianzun for this.
The protagonist could only run away and hide, and finally used his power to bloodbath those big sects, cut down the mountains and destroyed the temples, and wiped out all those big sects!
Quan Xing was a meritorious official and was later allowed to exist tacitly. Zhang Zhiwei of Longhu Mountain was always very wary of him and did not take any action.
The protagonist also founded another company, Nadutong.
hey-hey.
Another bureau, the Dragon Division, was also established to investigate paranormal events.
Feng Baobao has actually appeared before, guess who it is