Chapter 445: Retreat from the turbulent times and never lose a single battle

Immortal, ancestor, god.

For the righteous immortals, it is the tablet dedicated to the sect, the founder of the Taoist tradition, and a figure in distant legends.

Things are definitely not as easy as Yuanli said. When immortals come down to earth, are they real bodies or reincarnations of thoughts? How should we treat them after they come down to earth? What are the personalities of those characters who only exist in word of mouth?
Some immortals are naturally happy to see their own Taoist sect prosper, but who should be the leader of this Taoist sect? What will be the attitude of those whose Taoist sects have been cut off? Will they open another sect to pass on their traditions? Not to mention that those declining sects are not necessarily declining because of competing with the evil sects, but more often because of the mutual crushing of various righteous sects. How can the love, hatred, and cause and effect entanglements among them be clearly understood?

What's more, these immortals are enjoying life in heaven and receiving some incense. The scattered immortals are at ease burning incense and praying to the tablets. But now that the tablets are alive, they have to worship them with utmost respect. The leader of the righteous way and the ruler of the world is doing well, but suddenly a big boss comes down from the sky to bully them. No one can adapt to it.

Among the immortals, some were happy, while many were worried. Although they did not show it on their faces, they had already gone through so many thoughts in their minds.

"We still have some time to wait, but there's no rush," Yuan Li said, looking at everyone. His Taiqing Sect didn't have many secrets, its inheritance was orderly, and it had close exchanges with the upper realm, so it didn't have many worries. This was not the case with other sects. As far as he knew, there were several sects whose traditions had been passed down in a biased or distorted way.

"Oh, but what does all this have to do with me, an old man who is about to step down? I have done so much for the righteous path, even my cultivation has been sacrificed. Now that the demonic calamity is approaching, there are still many righteous immortals who are scheming and calculating, and their hearts are not on the same page."

He sighed in his heart. Yuan Li could see clearly that the reason why he could still subdue a group of Xuanmen immortals was because of his previous momentum, the reputation he had gained from fighting, and the Taiqing Sect behind him. Now that he has lost all his power, of course he doesn't have much say, and even saying a few more words would make people annoyed.

"The Dao is prosperous and many changes have occurred. I don't know which Dao or sect will flourish in the end."

Yuan Li coughed lightly, attracting everyone's attention, and a stream of light flew out from his sleeve: "I got this lens from Daoist Fellow Qing Hong. It is a fragment of the ancient Kunlun Mirror. It has the magical power of the universe and the breath of time. According to the previous agreement, this magic weapon wreckage will be handed over to you."

The immortals looked at each other, looking at the fragments floating in the air and emitting a hazy white light. They were able to gather here and expend their energy to help Yuan Li travel through the heaven and earth. On the one hand, it was because the demonic calamity was imminent and the Taiqing Sect invited them. On the other hand, they had heard about this treasure and came to take a look.

"Please wait patiently, I won't be here for long. I am very weak now. I am afraid my waist will break if I take a few steps."

Yuan Li bowed, waved his long sleeves, and walked out, leaving a group of scattered immortals alone, exchanging glances, with their minds flying around, trying to form an alliance or to bribe people to divide up the rare treasure.

"Ancestor."

Seeing Yuan Li coming over, Feng Yang hurried forward to support him. Then he saw that Yuan Li was very old, and his dantian was empty without any magical powers. He couldn't help feeling sad and angry.

"Then all the seniors will just watch you, the Grandmaster, waste your cultivation without doing anything?"

Yuan Li held Feng Yang's arm and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? I was the one who called the people here, I set the rules, and I decided to disperse the cultivation. It has nothing to do with others. If you continue to act like this, I will think carefully about whether handing Taiqing Sect over to you is the right decision."

He patted Feng Yang on the shoulder and said, "You still can't see it. A catastrophe involves many changes. The heavens and the earth, the cultivation world and the mortal world, all have experienced changes. If you look at this catastrophe with the same old perspective, you may not even know how you died." Yuan Li signaled Feng Yang to set up restrictions, closed his eyes for a moment, and adjusted his breath: "Now the cause and effect has bound the entire world, and no immortal or mortal can escape. When have you ever seen such a scene? Even the immortals who sit firmly in the heavens have been pulled down, and the cycle of cause and effect has been broken for the most part."

He took a deep breath: "Giving up cultivation, no longer caring about the righteous path, the people, and the world, has allowed me to see things clearly as an outsider."

"The world is going to be in chaos. There is a black hand behind the scenes manipulating everything, fanning the flames, adding fuel to the fire, and trying to turn the world upside down. I don't know who this black hand is. Maybe it's the Fengdu devil, or maybe it's Yunxiao from the ancient heaven. I don't even trust Qinghong."

He looked at Feng Yang: "I only know that something has begun to change, and it is a great change that is rare in the ages. And our Taiqing Sect is too popular, or it can be said that the Taiqing Sect under my leadership has become the bird that stands out."

"Once there is a change, the general trend will push us to the front like a surging wave, and then we will be beaten to death on the beach."

"At this time, the right way is to forge ahead bravely, so I simply gave up my cultivation, the ancient mirror, and even part of my voice in the righteous sect."

Feng Yang held a bowl of tea, Yuan Li took it and took a sip. After the hot tea went down his throat, he felt something: "Some people in the hall can see these things clearly, some pretend to be confused, and some are stupid and can't understand. But when I walked out of the hall, Taiqingmen was no longer the one who ruled the righteous path."

"If they want to fight, let them fight. As long as the lineage of our Taiqing Sect continues and the disciples' inheritance is orderly, we will eventually prosper. This is also what the ancestor of the heavenly realm meant."

Seeing Feng Yang's stunned look, Yuan Li smiled and said, "Do you really think I am dedicated to the righteous path, justice, and fairness? Of course, there are some reasons, but justice and fairness must also take care of our own family first, right?"

"The ancestor of the heavens has instructed that countless immortals will descend to the mortal world. Please note that all the immortals in the entire immortal world will come to the mortal world."

He fiddled with the tea bowl: "I haven't told anyone about this news, but as time goes by, the immortal who was reincarnated more than a decade ago will awaken his wisdom, and people from heaven will descend to the mortal world, and they will definitely spread this news."

"You should pass this matter on to a few steady Xuanmen practitioners and ask them to deal with it well. Don't be afraid of giving up too much. Only by giving can you gain. If you save people and lose land, both people and land will be saved. If you save the land and lose people, both people and land will be lost. As long as people are alive, the Taoism will be there. Let them fight for it."

Feng Yang nodded with a heavy face. He knew that Yuan Li was not only imparting his experience and secrets to him, but also vaguely giving him instructions for his future affairs.

"Don't look so sad, it won't take long for us to get up," Yuan Li said with a smile, "Besides, we haven't abandoned all of them, there will be some left after all."

"Where is the child named Wang Yansheng that Daoist Fellow Qinghong entrusted to me now?"

(End of this chapter)