After the system ran, I took off with my family

Under a sturdy old tree on the right side of the Qingfeng Temple main hall, an old barefoot Taoist wearing a tattered Taoist hat, a ragged Taoist robe and holding a nearly bare whisk was sitting under the tree, with a group of children squatting in front of him.

“It is said that 10,000 years ago, this world was hit by a series of disasters, including floods, natural fires, droughts, earthquakes, and extreme cold.

The people were suffering from hunger and cold, lacking food and clothing, and had to struggle with various natural disasters. Their lives were miserable.

When everyone was in despair, a wise man named Dongyang stepped forward.

It is said that Mr. Dongyang was originally a hermit living deep in the mountains. He devoted himself to studying the ways of heaven and earth, but he was born with a kind heart.

In order to save the people of the world from disaster, he traveled thousands of miles to explore the root cause of the disaster. After experiencing countless hardships and tests, he finally realized an astonishing truth - it turns out that the root cause of all disasters in this world is due to the imbalance of spiritual energy between heaven and earth!

Faced with such a serious situation, Mr. Dongyang made a great ambition without hesitation: he decided to use his own body as a medium to set up a formation that went against the will of heaven in order to reconcile the already disordered spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

However, constructing this formation is not an easy task. Not only does it require all the skills that Mr. Dongyang has accumulated throughout his life, but more importantly, if the formation fails due to carelessness, Mr. Dongyang will be destroyed both physically and spiritually.

However, even though he knew the road ahead was extremely difficult, Mr. Dongyang still had no intention of retreating.

When the day of setting up the formation arrived, the sky suddenly became windy and cloudy, with lightning and thunder, and the whole world was shrouded in a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

Mister Dongyang was seen standing at the center of the formation, his hands continuously forming seals and performing complicated and obscure spells, while at the same time pouring his own vast spiritual power into the center of the formation.

As time passed, Mr. Dongyang's body gradually became transparent. People all over the world were deeply moved when they saw this scene. They knelt down and kowtowed, praying devoutly, hoping that God would protect this heroic hero who sacrificed his life for justice.

Finally, when everyone was so nervous that they were almost suffocating, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the center of the formation, instantly illuminating the entire world.

Then, the originally restless spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to slowly restore calm and harmony. The long-raging flood gradually receded, the blazing sky fire quietly extinguished, and even the violent shaking of the earth came to an abrupt end. The extremely cold air that once made people feel bitingly cold now turned into warm and pleasant sunshine that sprinkled on the world.

However, when everything returned to peace and tranquility, Mr. Dongyang, who saved the people from the water and fire, left this world forever..."

As the old Taoist priest sighed, a child burst into tears, "Wow...Mr. Dongyang is so pitiful. He saved everyone, but died. Wow..."

"Wow... that's so pitiful!"

Other children also started crying. For a moment, there was a sound of crying under the big tree. The children's parents came running over after hearing the noise. The pilgrims who didn't know what was going on also looked at them sideways.

At this time, a little fat boy wiped his tears, raised the wooden sword in his hand, and vowed with a chubby face: "I want to be a hero in the future and save the world like Mr. Dongyang!"

"Oh, my dear grandson is so awesome. Okay, stop crying. Let's go back and eat more meat, grow tall, and become a hero..."

An old lady in silk clothes looked at her darling grandson with such heartache that her eyes turned red. She hurriedly coaxed him to go home. Before leaving, she secretly glared at the old Taoist priest under the tree.

The other adults also stepped forward and bowed politely to the Taoist priest, then took their children who were still wiping their tears and left.

The children turned back every three steps and waved to the old Taoist priest, "Grandpa Taoist priest, I will eat well and become a great hero in the future!"

The old Taoist priest leaned against the tree with his eyes closed, humming a tuneless tune calmly, seemingly oblivious to the children's childish words.

Lin Shuyue stood not far away, looking at the ancient tree and fell into deep thought.

"This crazy old Taoist is fooling people again..."

A childish voice interrupted her thoughts. She turned around and saw that it was the little Taoist boy.

The little Taoist boy rolled his eyes at the old Taoist under the tree, his rosy little mouth pouting, and his dissatisfaction clearly written on his chubby little round face.

When the little Taoist boy noticed her gaze, his face immediately turned red. He quickly put away his expression and put on a serious look.

Seeing this, Lin Shuyue smiled and nodded, then walked up to the little Taoist boy and said, "Excuse me, little Taoist priest."

The little Taoist boy was a little flustered, but he remembered his master's teachings and quickly returned the greeting. His childish voice said, "Greetings, good believer. I wonder what you want from me?"

"Excuse me, young Taoist priest. I just heard the old Taoist priest talking about the legend of Mr. Dongyang. I wonder if Mr. Dongyang and Dongyang Tianzun..."

Lin Shuyue looked at the little Taoist boy, hesitant to speak, her eyes full of curiosity.

The little Taoist boy glanced at the old Taoist under the tree and curled his lips.

"Mr. Dongyang is the name of Dongyang Tianzun before he passed away. According to Master, Dongyang Tianzun was a good man for thousands of years. After completing his merits, he passed away and became an immortal. He then became the Eternal Tianzun. What that crazy old Taoist said was all nonsense. The things about the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and sacrificing one's body to the formation were all made up."

The little Taoist boy couldn't help but glare at the crazy old Taoist under the tree.

This crazy old Taoist came to Qingfeng Temple two years ago, when he was only six years old. At that time, the crazy old Taoist was just like now, and he liked to tell the legend of Dongyang Tianzun to the children who came to the temple under the ancient tree when he had nothing to do.

The six-year-old boy, like the little fat boy, wanted to become a great hero like Dongyang Tianzun, so he ran to ask the old Taoist how to practice to be as powerful as Dongyang Tianzun.

Then I was fooled by the crazy old Taoist priest and secretly ran out in the middle of the night, climbed up the huge rock in front of the temple to meditate. He said that I could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. As a result, for half a month, I only got a body full of mosquito bites and the merciless ridicule of my senior brothers.

After hearing what the little Taoist boy said, Lin Shuyue couldn't help but look at the crazy old Taoist.

The cultivation method of this old Taoist boy is surprisingly similar to that of the cultivation world, which is to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for personal use.

There is also what the crazy old Taoist said about Mr. Dongyang sacrificing himself to form the formation. This formation is also a concept only found in the world of cultivation.

Could it be that there are also cultivators in this world? And where did this crazy old Taoist come from? Is he a fellow cultivator?

No, she had already confirmed that the spiritual energy in this world was scarce and others could not practice at all. She could practice only by relying on the spiritual energy in the space.

Lin Shuyue narrowed her eyes slightly and calmly used her spiritual sense to check the crazy old Taoist who was dozing with his eyes closed under the ancient tree.

After a moment, she calmly withdrew her consciousness and thanked the little Taoist boy softly.