Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

I missed uploading a chapter yesterday, and I have already made up for it with the chapter updated yesterday. Readers can just refresh the page.

As for today’s two photos, I can only make up for them as soon as possible tomorrow because I am not in good condition.

Here, I would like to say sorry to everyone.

I agreed not to owe any manuscripts, but I only kept my promise for more than a month, which is a bit embarrassing.

There is indeed no way to update tonight.

Moreover, the next few days involve the tempering of the heart of Tao and the world of mind, so some readers may find it a bit jumpy.

But in practicing Taoism, this hurdle must be overcome.

This is the powerful Dao heart that Ye Xiang, as the Emperor of Heaven, must bear and be able to bear everything.

Although his life was smooth, it was also very tiring and hard, but he never slacked off.

This is actually a replica of mine.

No matter how hard or difficult it is, I must grit my teeth and persevere. I will make up for the manuscripts I owe as soon as possible, and I will refresh this chapter at this time tomorrow.

Here, I feel a little sorry for my friends who have persisted until now.

Lao Mo expresses his guilt again here.

My condition is really bad and I want to rest, but reality does not allow it.

Okay, next I will write some main text. It’s estimated to be only a few hundred words, so I’ll write as much as I can.

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But in a foreign and unfamiliar environment, Ye Xiang did not dare to call the police.

He was not sure whether there were people from the other party in the organization here.

After all, if calling the police would be useful, my sister, who is so smart, would definitely find a way to ask for help.

Something must have happened.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiang no longer cared about anything else and rushed out of the house immediately.

He didn't know how long he could maintain his sanity, or whether his clear memory could be retained the next day.

So it must be as soon as possible, it must be as soon as possible.

Ye Xiang could sometimes remember the bizarre things that happened in his dreams, but kept forgetting them.

There was always a voice in his mind telling him.

None of this is real, it's all fake.

But Ye Xiang didn’t dare to believe it, or rather, he didn’t dare to admit that if all this was fake, then what about himself?

Is it fake too?

What is the meaning of living in this world?

There are no answers to all of this.

None of this is of any importance at this moment.

Because what Ye Xiang wants to do now is to find his sister.

Living to see people, dead...

I want to see the body!

My mind was full of thoughts, but at the moment I received the news.

Ye Xiang rushed straight to the door, then hailed a taxi. After telling the driver the address, he closed his eyes and began to think of a solution.

The other party gave an address of his own, but it was definitely not a good place.

But it's all worth it as long as I can see my sister.

The taxi driver was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ye Xiang suspiciously, and thought at first that he had misheard.

After all, Jindi Manor is too far away, and it is a famous wealthy area, no less than Tangchen Yipin in China.

"Drive quickly. I'll only give you one day. I'll pay you all the travel expenses when the time comes. You don't have to worry about that." Ye Xiang said coldly.

His tone was rarely unquestionable.

He keeps his word and never lies.

For some reason, when the driver saw Ye Xiang's expression and eyes, he believed what the young man said.

The driver stepped on the accelerator without saying a word.

One day is indeed very tight, but we can still make it.

Along the way, Ye Xiang fell asleep again.

Only this time, he wasn't dreaming.

In other words, this time Ye wanted to control all his attention and subconsciousness.

I only slept for a few hours and then woke up completely.

This time, Ye Xiang felt that his thoughts were clearer than ever before.

Or in other words, unprecedented madness.

He suddenly smiled, and many incomprehensible principles appeared in his mind.

Things like moving mountains, calling for rain, splitting oneself into two, turning stone into gold, etc.

Maybe I am really crazy.

Ye Xiang subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky.

The crack is still there.