Chapter 67 The Death of a Taoist
Bai Li dances with the sword, the sword body sparkles with golden light.

She slashed the hairy zombie "King Yi" with her sword, and heard a crackling sound, like raw meat in hot oil, emitting a burnt smell.

Li Daoxuan couldn't help but sigh after seeing this: "Golden Light Curse, can it be used like this?!"

The Golden Light Mantra is one of the eight great mantras of Taoism. It is called one of the eight great mantras, so it must be very useful. Therefore, the Golden Light Mantra is widely circulated, and there are many versions and usages. It is often used for self-protection, such as "covering my body" and "covering the real person". It is also used by high-level Taoist priests to protect the altar when they open the altar, such as "covering the Dharma altar".

Now Bai Li knew that the fur of the hairy zombie was as hard as iron, and used the "Spiritual Protection Sword" to bless the sword body. This method was indeed effective, and the hairy zombie took a few steps back in pain. But this also aroused its ferocity, and it roared and pounced on everyone again.

Although the hairy zombie has no other means of attack, it has skin and bones of iron and steel and is extremely powerful.

Ordinary iron tools only made a clanging sound when they hit its body. Apart from breaking the jade armor on its body, they could not even hurt the hairy zombie in the slightest.

Some people even had their weapons cut off by the hairy zombie with their bare hands, and they were so scared that they quickly retreated.

"Heroes, please lend me a hand!" Bai Li's eyes were cold and fierce, and she held the sword horizontally in front of her chest. She looked at the hairy zombie and chanted a spell. She made a hand gesture and then spit a flame at the sword.

"Samadhi True Fire?!" Li Daoxuan looked at the flames that Bai Li spewed out, his expression somewhat surprised. He saw that the fire was invisible and formless at first, and then it became bright yellow. The fire burned the sword body, and the sword body was tempered with golden light.

The so-called Samadhi True Fire is the fire in the wood, the fire in the stone, and the fire in the sky. The gathering of the three fires of essence, energy, and spirit is a great magical power of the Dharma.

There are very few people who practice this method in the Dharma, because it is extremely difficult to practice. Perhaps after decades of practice, the Samadhi True Fire that is cultivated is just a breath. This kind of true fire can't do anything, not even refine magic tools.

And the woman in white before him could actually spit out Samadhi True Fire to temper the sword. She was definitely not an ordinary person.

"When we get back to the mountain, I will ask the Taoist priest who this Emei Baili is." Li Daoxuan thought to himself, looking at the Taoist priest not far away from him.

The Taoist was thrown down by the hairy zombie and happened to fall not far from Li Daoxuan. However, there was a big hole in his chest, and he was breathing in less than out. It seemed that even if the Great Luo Immortal was there, it would be difficult to save him.

He looked at the battle situation in the distance, where many heroes were besieging the hairy zombie.

However, the glimmer of hope in the previous hexagram has not yet appeared, so it is not the time to take action yet.

Li Daoxuan touched the white jade in his pocket, then walked up to the Taoist priest, squatted down and stared at him.

"Are you okay?" Li Daoxuan asked in a low voice, and he felt stupid after asking.

What he actually wanted to ask was, "You, are you not dead?"

"Ahem, ahem. Guess what." The Taoist coughed up a mouthful of blood and looked at Li Daoxuan with a smile on his face. "I never thought that someone would come to visit me when I was about to leave."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to visit you." Li Daoxuan said with a frown on his face. "You kidnapped my whole family and almost killed my eldest brother. It's not an exaggeration to say that you are an enemy, right?"

"Ha, ha ha." The Taoist laughed with difficulty, his chest rising and falling. "You are right, I am your enemy. But even if we are enemies, I feel good about it. Death is not scary for me, do you know what is the scariest thing for me?"

"What is it?" The Taoist's words aroused Li Daoxuan's interest. He moved a little closer, looked at the Taoist and asked curiously.

"For me, the most terrifying thing is to lose my original heart. Ha, ha, ha, ha." The Taoist laughed violently, blood gushing out of his chest. However, he was very strong, so such a serious injury did not kill him.

"You'd better stop laughing. You might die from laughing." Li Daoxuan advised kindly.

"You little devil, you clearly said that I am your enemy. Why are you worried that I will die?" The Taoist said unhappily. He tried his best to calm himself down so that he could live longer.

"You haven't killed my father and eldest brother yet, right? This enemy can only be considered half an enemy." Li Daoxuan pinched his chin and analyzed seriously. "You also let my eldest brother go, so you can be considered half an enemy."

"Half an enemy, interesting, interesting!" The Taoist said happily while lying on the ground. Although his face was covered in blood, he looked extremely relaxed and happy. "Changming really accepted a good disciple. If I could have met a disciple like you back then, maybe..."

"Maybe what?" Li Daoxuan asked curiously. "Forget it, let's not talk about the past." The Taoist closed his eyes and shook his head, but anyone could hear the regret in his voice.

Li Daoxuan glanced at the lively fight in the distance, then looked at the Taoist and asked, "Haven't you ever thought that the resurrected people would become zombies?"

"I know." The Taoist said slowly. "I knew a long time ago that this might happen."

"Then you dare to revive this Yi Wang? Isn't this just ruining your own life?" Li Daoxuan was puzzled and thought that the Taoist was really stupid. He knew that the one who was resurrected might be a hairy zombie, but he planned it like this. He spent so much effort and went through so many hardships, but in the end he lost his life. It was really fate that played tricks on him.

"I just wanted to see if people can keep their original intentions." The Taoist said, his face showing a bit of bitterness. "But I failed. I was defeated by people's hearts after all."

"What's going on? I don't understand." Li Daoxuan scratched his head in distress. This Taoist's speech was incomprehensible.

It would be better if the Riddler died sooner rather than later.

The Taoist shook his head and continued, "I didn't fail. Even though you destroyed one of my tripods, the ritual was still successful. I resurrected the King of Righteousness in the body of Prince Ming. It's a pity that he has no ambitions now and is no longer the King of Righteousness. That's why he was devoured by Prince Ming's body and eventually became a zombie. This is what I fear the most."

"Little ghost, you still have a long way to go. But you must remember one thing. A person can have nothing and can die calmly. But when you lose your original heart, you are no different from a demon or a monster."

As the Taoist said this, he reached into his sleeve with trembling hands. He took out a yellowed booklet and slowly handed it to Li Daoxuan.

"I feel ashamed of my school and my master. I dare not reveal my school background and I am ashamed to tell you my origins. But after years of practicing Taoism, I have gained many insights. This book, Stories of Past Lives, is the result of my lifelong practice. Now that I have neither a robe nor a disciple, I will give it to you. If you are willing, you can read it. If not, you can burn it." The Taoist smiled calmly.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Daoxuan chose to take the booklet. He put it in his arms and kept it carefully, then looked at the Taoist: "Do you have any last words? Or any wishes before you die?"

"If you are willing to call me Master, I will die without regrets." The Taoist said with a smile.

"Give up on this idea. I won't betray you." Li Daoxuan waved his hands quickly. "You are such a mean person. You just want to take advantage of me. You beat me so hard just now, almost killing me. Now you want me to call you Master. It's really a bit unrealistic."

"I want to kill you." The Taoist's voice became weaker and weaker. The blood in his chest had decreased, but his breathing had almost disappeared. "You are still young, but you have such ability. It is rare. But I also want to tell you that when you are in the martial arts world, don't trust others easily. When fighting with others, you need to go all out. A lion fights a rabbit with all its strength. The martial arts world is dangerous, and it is often either you or him who dies. Remember, remember."

As the Taoist said this, he handed a black branch to Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan had seen this thing before. It was a piece of flamboyant tree that the Taoist had taken from the golden coffin. Although he didn't know what it was used for, he still carefully accepted it.

"I am tired." The Taoist waved his hand. "I am sixty years old, and I have lived enough. If you are grateful for all the good things I have done for you, after I die, please take my ashes to a small square courtyard near the West Lake in Hangzhou. There is a peach tree planted in the courtyard, so just scatter my ashes under the tree."

The Taoist's voice gradually became weaker, his eyes stared at the top of the tomb, a line of tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes, and some unspeakable emotions spread in his pupils.

"When a man is infatuated, it is still possible to talk about it. But when a woman is infatuated, it is impossible to talk about it..."

The Taoist died eventually, and when he died, only Li Daoxuan was with him.

The old man looked peaceful, but there was a hint of regret between his brows.

Li Daoxuan didn't know what he regretted. Was he regretting the unsuccessful cause of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom or regretting not resurrecting King Yi? No one knew.

He looked at the Taoist's body and bowed respectfully. Perhaps the Taoist was a terrible enemy to him, and he almost killed his family in this life. But as a Han Chinese, he still had some admiration for the Taoist's feelings.

"Sleep here forever. The troubles in the world have nothing to do with you anymore."

Li Daoxuan made a flower out of the mud on the ground and placed it in the Taoist's palm.

(End of this chapter)