I have a Taoist temple that connects me to other worlds

It was nearly midnight when I returned to the Taoist temple. The day's travel had left me mentally exhausted.

After parking the car in the garage, Jiang Wen walked into the temple.

Compared to Mount Wudang, his own Taoist temple was indeed a bit small.

However, a mountain is not defined by its height, nor a temple by its size. Having a place to call home was enough for him; expansion could wait.

The temple was quiet, the two sisters seemingly already asleep.

After a hot shower and lying in bed, he felt quite satisfied with the day's gains. Although he hadn't found a hermit master in the real world, he had at least found a direction for himself.

"Just follow your heart," he thought to himself.

The next day, he woke the two sisters for their usual boxing practice. Accompanied by classical music, the three of them practiced Tai Chi in the courtyard.

Mo Xiang told Jiang Wen that many people had come to the temple after he left. However, because Jiang Wen wasn't there, they hadn't dared to open the door much.

Jiang Wen praised this: "From now on, without my instructions, you must not open the door casually."

"Shuxiang doesn't want anything, just that Taoist Brother doesn't abandon Shuxiang," the little girl said pitifully, making Jiang Wen feel quite sorry for her.

He called the two sisters over and told them that he would be returning in a few days. If there was anything they wanted, they should say it quickly.

Dark clouds rolled in, like surging waves. All the stars were obscured, and the world was plunged into darkness.

Murder, plunder, lewdness.

Some were ecstatic, some were frightened, some were crying in pain.

The stars shifted, and the world instantly moved. The originally cloudless sky was now filled with a sea of stars.

After two days passed uneventfully, Jiang Wen felt that the time for the crossing had arrived. Sixteen days had passed since his last trip to Daqian.

The entire temple was shaking, and after a moment, the world changed color.

"…" Jiang Wen was silent. He hadn't expected to see such a scene upon crossing over, a bloody human tragedy laid out before him. Among them were many people he knew quite well, villagers who often came to the temple to offer incense.

After all, there were only the two sisters in the temple, and who knew what people were really like. If something happened, he wouldn't be able to do much from so far away.

"Spend 20,000 incense points to summon a controllable lightning storm." Jiang Wen looked at the records about the statue's functions and discovered that compared to the previous purely blessing function, the current statue seemed to have some additional abilities. Besides being able to bestow blessings, it could also imbue the statue with characteristics, influencing the environment and climate within a hundred miles.

"The stars have changed?" Seeing those incomparably bright and妖异 stars, he knew that Daqian was probably not at peace. After all, whether in ancient records or various myths and legends, changes in the stars meant that great events would happen in the world.

All evil was put on hold under the majesty of thunder.

After confirming that he would return to Daqian in three days, Jiang Wen spent a lot of money to purchase food and medicine. He also bought some trinkets, planning to see if there was a way out in Daqian.

"Outrageous!" He was incredibly angry in his heart, and he opened the stone tablet in his consciousness.

From south to north, lightning crisscrossed, like chariots trampling mountains and rivers.

"Don't worry, Brother won't abandon you," Jiang Wen stroked Shuxiang's head.

Everyone looked up at the sky in unison, expressions of shock on their faces.

Although Jiang Wen was used to crossing over, the two sisters were still very curious.

The stone tablet showed the remaining incense value, and after searching his memory, he quickly found a feasible method.

He was about to look north when he heard countless cries for help and wails in his ear.

"Someone, save us!"

"Gods, please protect my child and me."

Mo Xiang was stunned for a long time after hearing this, and then she realized what Jiang Wen meant.

"…The statue's abilities are becoming more and more interesting." Jiang Wen didn't hesitate and spent 20,000 incense points to summon lightning.

"It's time to go," Jiang Wen thought to himself, confirming the crossing in his mind.

"Crack—Boom—!"

A thunderclap split the dark sky, like the war drums of the gods shaking all things in the world.

"Damn it! I'll fight you!"

Not far from the Jingxu Temple, at the foot of the mountain, several villages were burning in a raging fire. A group of ragged rioters were currently robbing the villages with crude weapons.

Now he could only rely on the statue to see if there was a good way.

"Where is Shuxiang?"

"The duration of the stay seems to have been extended. Is this because of the statue?" Jiang Wen compared the time he spent on both sides and found that the time he could stay in one world was significantly increased compared to before.

But the thunder remained unmoved, like millions of threads, interwoven in the sky.

"Xumi Realm, I wonder what kind of place that is." Jiang Wen thought of what Chang Mingzi said and became more curious about the cultivation world.

Even with enough incense points, he could give blessings on a large scale, even improving a world.

"Boom!!!!"

Jiang Wen couldn't help but look towards the source of the sound, only to see a sea of fire connecting to the sky.

When the time came, the three of them sat in the Sanqing Hall of Jingxu Temple.

"Could it be the disaster in the north again?" Jiang Wen thought, his consciousness attached to the Taoist Ancestor.

Although these villages seemed close to him, it would take half an hour to get there in person. He didn't have any flying spells, and even running at full speed wouldn't be enough to save people. Besides, it wasn't just one village, but several villages were suffering.

With the storage bag, it was much more convenient for him to go out. This time, he didn't plan to stay in the Taoist temple all the time. He wanted to go around Daqian and see if there was an opportunity to visit the various immortal sects.

Laughter, sorrow, pleading, sounds never ceasing.

Boom!! That was the roar of the Thunder God, showing his supreme majesty to everything.

At the moment he confirmed it, a howling wind rose from the ground. Countless trees and flowers swayed weakly in the wind.

"Having a place to live is enough, I don't ask for anything else," Mo Xiang replied. She seemed to have no material desires. Even modern electronic products could hardly make her addicted.

A bolt of lightning struck down, and the rioter holding the steel fork was killed instantly. The deafening sound wrapped around the electric light, illuminating the woman's terrified face.

As if receiving an order, a torrential rain of thunder fell into the world.

Sin, will eventually be washed away in this thunder light.