I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

"Liar? What do you mean?"

Zhao Xuanling frowned when he heard this. At this time, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Yes! That's a bunch of liars! Many people in Qingshui City have been deceived by them."

Speaking of this, the decibel level of Ma Yuan's voice couldn't help but increase a lot, which showed how angry he was.

"Because it was just after the war, Taoism also held a high status in people's hearts, so they took advantage of Taoism's status in people's hearts to defraud."

“Some people have not been deceived much, but I know a few business leaders who have been deceived and lost all their money. This matter was still a big deal at the time, but I don’t know why, but it was suppressed after a while. "

"It's just because this group of people is cheating under the banner of Taoism, and no one in Taoism can come out to clarify. As time goes by, people will become more and more resistant to Taoism."

Zhao Xuanling's eyes flashed coldly when he heard this, and the wine glass was tightly held in his hand.

"Snapped!"

There was just a pop, and the wine glass exploded, followed by the sound of countless glass shards falling to the ground.

Zhao Xuanling pinched the glass shards in his hand, and the anger in his heart continued to rise.

He is well aware of the seriousness of this matter. It is very difficult to gain a good reputation among people, but it is very easy to discredit it!

Taoism fought against the ghosts for the sake of human beings, and finally ended up destroying the religion. It can be said that Taoism has such a good image in people's hearts, which is earned by all Taoists with their lives!

Originally Taoism should be respected by the world, but now because of the appearance of these people, the world has begun to hate Taoism.

When he thought of this, Zhao Xuanling couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He couldn't bear it no matter what!

"Can you find them?"

Zhao Xuanling gritted his teeth and gently wiped the glass shards on his hands. An invisible pressure suddenly burst out from his body, and his tone was as cold as the biting cold wind in the Nine Nether Hell, which made people feel chilly.

"Yes... yes... it shouldn't be difficult to find. I'll send someone to find out tomorrow."

Ma Yuanyuan and Zhao Xuanling were really angry, and their words became a little hesitant.

"Okay, help me find them, I owe you a favor."

Zhao Xuanling raised his head and looked at Ma Yuan with burning eyes, his tone was firm and no one could refute him.

Ma Yuan was so frightened by Zhao Xuanling's pressure that he dared not speak. He could only nodded in agreement.

"call…"

Zhao Xuanling saw the fear in the eyes of Ma Yuan and Ma Li, and then he took a long breath to adjust his emotions.

Zhao Xuanling secretly sighed that he was still too young and his mind was a little unstable, otherwise he would not have been able to reach the highest realm.

"correct."

At this time, Zhao Xuanling suddenly thought of something and asked:

"Do you know an old Taoist whose Taoist name is Kong Kong?"

After calming down, Zhao Xuanling suddenly thought that this was China thirty years later. If the ghost tribe invaded twenty years ago, would his master also participate in this war between humans and ghosts?

If the master really participated in this war between humans and ghosts, he would definitely die at this time. If that's the case, as a disciple, no matter where the master is buried, he must go and pay homage.

Ma Yuanyuan secretly breathed a long sigh of relief after Zhao Xuanling calmed down. Although Zhao Xuanling seemed to be easy to get along with, as long as he touched his reverse scale, the powerful pressure on him made people breathless and felt oppressed. Very uncomfortable.

After Ma Yuan heard Zhao Xuanling's question, he did not dare to neglect it and quickly recalled it in his mind.

"Taoist Master of the Void...Taoist of the Void..."

Ma Yuan muttered and thought about it. After a while, Ma Yuan suddenly slapped his forehead and said:

"I remembered, there is indeed a Taoist Master of the Void. This Taoist Master's strength is really extraordinary. He fought alone with the North and South Heavenly Kings without losing the slightest, and in the end he inserted the sword on your back, Taoist Master. Being in Beitianwang's body caused his strength to plummet."

"Sigh... It's just that although the Taoist priest was very powerful, he was still unable to defeat the four hands with two fists, and finally died in the hands of the North and South Heavenly Kings."

Ma Yuan sighed secretly as he spoke, his tone full of regret.

Zhao Xuanling was stunned after hearing Ma Yuan's words. He looked at the Longquan Sword in his hand, and his hands began to tremble involuntarily.

He didn't expect that this sword was actually the master's sword.

No wonder I feel that this sword has an inexplicable familiarity and is so easy to use.

Zhao Xuanling's eyes became moist as he looked at the Longquan Sword in his hand.

He was taken in by his master since he was a child, and not only was he raised to this great age, but his abilities also came from his master's teachings. In Zhao Xuanling's heart, master is just a title, but his status is no less than that of his father.

Ma Yuan also noticed something strange about Zhao Xuanling and asked melancholy:

"Taoist Priest, that Taoist Priest of Void is..."

"He is my master..."

Zhao Xuanling's voice was choked up at this time. Although he had been mentally prepared for it, after hearing the fact of his master's death, Zhao Xuanling still couldn't accept it.

The time spent with the master flashed through Zhao Xuanling's mind like a revolving lantern, and his heart felt as painful as being pricked by needles.

Ma Yuan was also shocked by Zhao Xuanling's answer. He did not expect that the two of them had a master-disciple relationship.

Zhao Xuanling picked up an empty glass from the side, filled it with wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking a glass of strong wine, Zhao Xuanling frowned and winked, and a crystal tear slipped down his cheek.

"This wine is really spicy."

Zhao Xuanling smiled faintly, wiped away the tears that fell, and poured another glass with trembling hands.

Just like that, Zhao Xuanling stopped talking. In Zhao Xuanling's eyes, the high-alcohol wine was like water, pouring one cup after another into his mouth.

The way he looked like he was drinking to drown his sorrows made people feel a little sad to see him.

Ma Yuan looked at the sad Zhao Xuanling and wanted to say something to comfort him, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. He simply said nothing and drank with Zhao Xuanling to drown his sorrows.

Soon, the bottle of wine was empty, and the relationship between the three of them gradually heated up as the wine became less and less.

"what!"

Zhao Xuanling drank the last glass of wine, put the glass on the table, wiped his mouth and said:

"Do you know where my master is buried?"

Ma Yuan also drained the wine from the cup at this time, and a faint blush appeared on his face. He looked a little drunk.

"Because everyone knows that Taoist Master Xu Kong practiced at Fuyun Temple on Qingqiu Mountain, so after his death, he was buried with his disciples in an open space behind Fuyun Temple."

Zhao Xuanling nodded when he heard about the Qingqiu Mountain Floating Cloud Temple. That was the place where he had lived for twenty years and he was very familiar with it.

Zhao Xuanling stood up and hugged Ma Yuanmali's fists, then drew out the hand gesture, and the Longquan sword floated to Zhao Xuanling's feet.

"Taoist Priest, where are you going?"

Zhao Xuanling stepped on the Longquan Sword, sighed softly and said:

"Go back to the mountain! Pay homage to your mentor!"