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Chapter 189: Human Walker

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Outside the pass, within Wanlian Mountain, one of the famous mountains and great rivers.

In the mountain, there are stone Fo and ancient temples, as well as Daoist temples with long-standing traditions of practical cultivation.

At the same time, it is also a famous local scenic spot, taking advantage of the extraordinary craze that is now popular all over the world.

Tourists coming to pay their respects are endless.

So much so that to go to some famous attractions, one needs to activate a VIP status to be eligible to queue.

After this rule came out, there was naturally all kinds of mockery and abuse on the internet.

However, the tourists offline are very realistic, especially those who are rich; the more rules a temple or Daoist temple has, the more sincerely they go to offer incense and give money.

On this day, it began to rain heavily.

Although the weather was bad.

There were still devout tourists holding umbrellas walking on the clean stone slab road.

A thin, dry male salesperson, holding an umbrella, accompanied two clients flatteringly to the mountain gate of a Daoist temple.

This salesperson had long ago bought the VIP status of this Daoist temple and could even be considered friends with the two Daoists inside.

So this time, hearing that the clients wanted to go to a reliable Daoist temple or temple to offer incense and pay respects, he thought of this place immediately.

Along the way, the clients were quite satisfied with the scenery, and the reputation of the high-level master inside the Daoist temple made the eyes of these two clients shine.

The young Daoist at the mountain gate also recognized the salesperson, and after being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but say how there were so many people even in heavy rain today.

He still followed the rules and welcomed the three of them into the Daoist temple.

Everyone first went to the side hall to worship the statues, and then went to the back hall.

There, they discovered that the back hall was already full of people.

About two-thirds were dressed like tourists just like them, but many looked like they were either rich or noble.

The other third were dressed as Daoists or monks.

This made the three who entered also feel solemn, and they sat in the seats near the door.

"Today is not just luck; it is rumored that the old Temple Master of Wanlian Temple has come out of seclusion."

The salesperson whispered to explain to the two clients.

This made the two clients even more carefully tidy up their clothes.

This old Temple Master of Wanlian Temple can be considered a famous representative of practical cultivation in the lands outside the pass.

After the extraordinary mysteries in the south caused a huge stir.

Many people who only half-understood, out of various motives, wishedfully believed that this old Temple Master must also be an extraordinary practitioner!

Ding-dong!

It is unknown how much time passed, but only a sound was heard.

An old Daoist wearing a clean green robe walked out from the Inner Sect.

This old Daoist had a ruddy complexion, and his skin was as smooth as a baby's.

And his walking was full of a sense of vigor and strength.

The old Daoist sat cross-legged and swept his eyes over the crowd below.

Immediately, many people felt as if they had been electrocuted and felt numb all over.

The two clients who came for the first time were even more amazed, feeling that this trip was not in vain.

This old Daoist was indeed a true practitioner who had attained the Dao!

However, the old Temple Master of Wanlian Temple before them knew his own situation in his heart.

He had only achieved a little success in the Daoist art of nourishing Qi.

As for his reputation, compared to his cultivation, it mainly relied on the medical skills passed down in the temple.

And since his Entry thirty years ago, he had gone into seclusion time and time again over these thirty years, but he had not made any progress.

To be honest, this seclusion was also because he heard that a fellow practitioner in the south had achieved supernatural powers, so he couldn't help but try again.

As for the result, it was naturally nothing gained.

It is just that these words naturally cannot be told to outsiders.

The old Temple Master had discovered long ago that reputation could also play a big role in treating illnesses.

For the same illness and the same medicine or treatment method, the greater his reputation, the more the patient would feel the effect was better.

Therefore, in order to better treat illnesses and save people, the old Temple Master made the difficult decision to tell no lies, but not to tell the whole truth.

It was not the first time the old Temple Master had come out of seclusion; after talking a little with everyone about how cultivation is not easy, he looked at those guests who had come for his reputation.

Reading their fortunes and checking if they had any hidden illnesses could be considered the meeting gift he gave to these lay Buddhists.

Those Daoists and monks, hearing the words before, all had their expressions dim.

They were all practitioners of this Wanlian Mountain.

Although the old Temple Master had never promised, he was vaguely considered the leader of these people.

Now hearing that the old Temple Master did not have extraordinary power, it would be a lie to say they were not disappointed.

They were all hoping to be close to the water to get the moon first and seek the true Dharma and opportunity.

Drinking hot tea, the practitioners had already begun to silently think about how to report back to their own Temple Masters when they returned to their temples later.

Suddenly, they discovered a young Daoist running in from the main gate through the rain with a surprised expression.

Then, without waiting to catch his breath, the young Daoist knelt in the hall and shouted excitedly:

"Temple Master! The Human Walker of Yunlai Immortal Realm has come to visit you!"

The young Daoist was very excited, and his voice became louder and louder towards the end.

It seemed he was convinced that the visit of the Walker he spoke of to the old Temple Master was their greatest honor.

An adult Daoist sitting slightly lower than the old Temple Master frowned slightly, secretly thinking that this young Daoist was too young to be composed.

He didn't even stop to think that whether it be the Daoist sects or Fomen, neither has a lineage called the Yunlai Immortal Realm.

Could it be that he pulled a few Tricks to fool this young Daoist?

This little fellow was actually introduced by one of his own relatives; although the Temple Master had a gentle personality and wouldn't make things difficult, it would be best if he himself stepped out first to scold him a bit and set the tone.

As the Daoist thought this and was just about to speak, he saw the figure appear at the doorway and his entire body tensed up, his eyes widening.

The dozens of people in the back hall also turned to look at the doorway one after another.

It was raining heavily at the doorway.

The young Daoist who walked in did not carry an umbrella, yet there was not a single trace of rain on his entire body.

The salesperson near the door had good eyes.

They saw very clearly that before this young Cultivator entered the door, those raindrops had clearly slid away on their own before even touching his clothes.

It was as if there was a layer of invisible, detached protective shield on this young Daoist!

"This is a True God Immortal!"

Beside the salesperson, a middle-aged customer with equally good eyesight opened his mouth wide and blurted out.

"This Daoist looks a bit familiar?"

Unlike the others who were shocked and uncertain, the old Temple Master, though seventy or eighty years old, had a very clear memory.

Seeing Zhou Xuan walk in carrying a sword and wearing a rain-repelling Dharma Robe.

Beyond being surprised by the extraordinary charm the other party possessed after achieving success in cultivation.

This old Temple Master recalled the memory in his mind.

After hesitantly connecting the young genius in his memory with the extraordinary Daoist before him.

He asked in a low voice:

"Is the visitor Daoist Zhou Xuan, who had a brief encounter with this old Daoist at the Dao Palace three years ago?"

The old Temple Master stood up to inquire.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuan also stopped, folded his hands across his chest, and said with a confidence that made outsiders envious:

"Zhou Xuan, Human Walker of the Yunlai Immortal Realm, greets the Daoist!"

"Three years ago, I did indeed meet you once at the Dao Palace."

Three years ago, Zhou Xuan was still a young Daoist with a bit of talent who had been recommended to the Dao Palace for further study.

At that time, Zhou Xuan had once seen this old Temple Master of Wanlian Temple.

It was just that back then, the old Temple Master was on the stage, while he was off the stage.

As for now...

The old Temple Master was still on the stage, but Zhou Xuan was already standing in the heavens.

Zhou Xuan knew what the old Temple Master wanted to ask.

So he continued to emphasize his identity, letting the shrewd Daoists and monks understand immediately.

The changes in Zhou Xuan today were not the result of the Daoist circles they were in contact with, but rather an Immortal Fate that this young Daoist had obtained on his own.

This young Daoist Zhou Xuan was no longer the registered Cultivator under the jurisdiction of the Dao Palace, but a Human Walker whose very name sounded extraordinary!

"Visiting the lands of the three hundred Dharma lineages of the north?"

"Wanlian Temple naturally welcomes you!"

Having understood Zhou Xuan's intention, the old Temple Master stood up, then spoke in a deep voice to have his disciples see the guests out and seal the temple to avoid disturbing Zhou Xuan's visit.

"This... it's still raining!"

A Daoist was slightly stunned, stood up, and wanted to struggle a bit.

However, the Daoists in the temple didn't care about that; in their view, the world was vast, but receiving the Human Walker of the Yunlai Immortal Realm was the most important thing!

It was just that the old Temple Master was worried that causing a scene would make Zhou Xuan unhappy, and seeing that the rain was indeed heavy, he had been a bit anxious before.

He arranged for the guests who visited today to go to the side rooms.

After that, this old Temple Master took the young Daoist Zhou Xuan to start touring Wanlian Temple.

Various statues, a large number of books, and many relics left behind by predecessors.

In front of Zhou Xuan, who truly possessed extraordinary power, they were incomparably attentive.

They had brought out all the real things they could possibly produce.

As for the reason, although it wasn't spoken aloud, everyone was not stupid.

Especially these practitioners who could be considered the closest to extraordinary cultivation.

Although their numbers were extremely small, they were all people of high prestige in the cultivation circle.

Their channels for obtaining information and their connections were all there.

They were practitioners themselves, and combined with so much known data.

How could they not understand that no matter how they cultivated relying on their own opportunities, they could not cultivate any more real things.

If they wanted real things, they could only rely on those Immortal Fates that suddenly appeared!

And as for how to obtain Immortal Fate, they had also secretly studied it.

They discovered that besides inexplicably striking it lucky.

The greatest possibility was perhaps providing the things needed by those true cultivation forces.

After figuring this point out, each practitioner had prepared their mindset in advance.

For this reason... many things were negotiable.

And as far as the current situation went, the other party was only looking and touching.

Clearly, it was not an outright robbery, which undoubtedly made it easier for these practitioners to accept.

After visiting various hidden places.

Little Daoist Zhou Xuan also became interested and chatted with the old Daoist all night long.

Although the old Daoist was not transcendent, he had the advantage of having cultivated for several decades more, and he had realized many principles that Zhou Xuan only half-understood.

And many of Zhou Xuan's cultivation methods also gave the old Daoist the illusion of sudden enlightenment.

It was just that there was no Spirit Qi on Water Blue Star.

Even if the old Daoist understood where his cultivation method was wrong, or where it could be improved, he did not have the conditions to verify it.

When dawn arrived, just as Little Daoist Zhou Xuan was planning to bid farewell and leave, he saw this old Temple Master, who had previously been like a gentle elder, suddenly kneel down before him.

This made Zhou Xuan suddenly recall the memory of when he first met the Immortal Master.

He hurriedly circulated his Dharma Power to prevent the other party from actually kneeling down.

At the same time, he also used a gentle tone to indicate that he was merely a Human Walker representing the Yunlai Immortal Realm to visit various Dharma lineages.

Whether there were usable items or people who could be saved, it was not for him to decide.

Everything would only be known after he finished walking the three hundred Dharma lineages of Beidi and returned to the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land.

Furthermore, he was also from a Daoist background and had practiced cultivation himself, so he knew the bitterness and difficulty of actual practice.

For this walking mission, he would certainly not mix in any selfish motives.

After saying these things, Zhou Xuan ultimately still took action, using his Dharma Power to help the old Temple Master clear his body and conveniently clearing away some hidden ailments.

This could be considered as thanks for the old Temple Master's cooperation in telling him everything he knew during the reception period.

After leaving this Daoist temple.

Zhou Xuan headed directly over mountains and ridges toward his next destination.

This left the Daoists and monks who wanted to follow him standing on the mountain, looking at Zhou Xuan, who seemed to possess light-body techniques, with endless envy.

The tourists were much simpler, one after another exclaiming that this trip was not in vain and that they had truly met a high-level person!

And such a young Daoist, he must be a disciple of an Immortal!

Then, the old Temple Master of Wanlian Temple, who had been visited, also followed the fermentation of public opinion as the tourists went down the mountain and added their own embellishments.

He became an old Immortal of Beidi.

This was because the old Temple Master already had a certain degree of fame.

Many patients who had been treated by him stood up one after another to provide personal testimony.

The old Immortal's identity was considered confirmed.

So much so that a vice president of the Association even specifically ran over to observe this old Temple Master on-site.

He confirmed that the rumors outside were indeed all hearsay.

However, on the other hand.

The practitioners in the Daoist temples or Temples who considered themselves one of the three hundred Dharma lineages all prepared their reception work after hearing about this matter.

This actually facilitated Zhou Xuan's walking visits.

Now, whenever he went to a place, he only needed to show his face to be met with enthusiastic welcomes and cooperation.

This gave him the illusion that he was an imperial envoy from the Immortal World.

Fortunately, Little Daoist Zhou Xuan was a person who truly possessed wisdom roots.

This trace of delusional thought had just arisen when it startled him awake, and he believed this was also one of the purposes for which the Immortal Master had him execute this mission.

That was to temper himself and let him witness the various states of the human world to cultivate his heart!

Only with a firm state of mind could one be like a fish in water during cultivation and reduce the probability of falling into demonic obsession.

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"Look quickly, the target has come out of Daxue Temple."

Early in the morning, in the monitoring room of the urgently established Human Walker Investigation Team, someone woke up a colleague who had taken a short nap.

Then, through the perspective of the remote Drone that had been following Zhou Xuan from afar.

They saw that Human Walker from the Yunlai Immortal Realm, Zhou Xuan, walk out from the gate of the ancient temple.

There were also quite a few High Monks at the entrance seeing him off.

The investigation personnel were mainly observing, and additionally, they were there to prevent accidents from happening.

Not long after Zhou Xuan went down the mountain.

An investigator suddenly let out an "eh," and then warned:

"Wait, look... that's a tiger, right!"

"Not good, the target might run into the tiger..."

"Have the Drone weapon system get ready; if any accident occurs, protecting the target's safety is the first priority."

With almost no thought, the higher-ups made the decision.

And Zhou Xuan, while setting off toward his next target.

Also noticed a tiger not far away.

This was the first time Zhou Xuan had seen a wild tiger that was not in a zoo.

And this was also a rare white adult tiger.

The more Zhou Xuan looked, the more he liked it.

With a light tap of his feet, he ran over.

The tiger let out a roar; ravenous, it had intended to hunt this strange monkey that dared to take the initiative to approach.

Yet, after the other party approached within a hundred meters, it inexplicably felt danger, and instead took the initiative to turn and run into the depths of the dense forest.

Thus, through the Drone perspective, the investigators saw a young Daoist chasing a white tiger in the heavy snow.

And after catching up in a dense forest.

Not long after.

They were all astonished to discover that the large white tiger had actually become the young Daoist's mount, carrying him as it walked onto the road down the mountain...

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