I have Taoism and can understand other worlds

Chapter 583 Reunion
"I'm alright, thank goodness you came, Brother Lü. Otherwise, Sister Yunshang and I would have been captured by this villain." A'meng nestled in Lü Shiming's arms, glaring angrily at the group of worshippers not far away. Seemingly emboldened, she became a little bolder.

“These worshippers chased me and Sister Yunshang for seven days and seven nights. If we hadn’t been lucky, we would have definitely fallen victim to them. Brother Lü, you must help us get revenge.”

As A Meng spoke, her eyes glanced at Jiang Wen beside her.

The abbot stood tall and straight, his blue and white Taoist robe fluttering in the wind. His hair was styled in a traditional Chinese way, and his eyes were bright and piercing. He exuded spiritual energy, as if a thin mist shrouded his entire body. Compared to before, he seemed more mysterious and ethereal, which surprised even A-Meng.

However, the girl was bold and straightforward. She smiled playfully at Jiang Wenyi and said, "Brother Jiang, you're here too. It's been so long since we last met. I've missed you so much."

Jiang Wen smiled and nodded at her, then looked at Li Yunshang who was leaning against the tree, and squatted down to check on her.

"Why are you here?" Li Yunshang looked at Jiang Wen, her eyes filled with surprise and joy. She subconsciously tidied her messy hair and asked hesitantly.

"Having failed to get a response from you, I came to find you." Jiang Wen took out a communication talisman and placed it in Li Yunshang's palm. He casually recited a cleansing incantation to remove the dirt from her body.

The old man on the other side was furious to see the group acting so arrogantly in front of him. The God Worship Society had always been domineering in the capital, and had never been so ignored before.

He glanced at Lü Shiming; he recognized the young man—the son of the Northern Ming King. He was a disciple of the Tai Shen Palace and was rumored to possess some skill. As for the other person, although his origins were unclear, he didn't seem to have any great abilities. His body radiated spiritual energy; he was merely a Life Fire Realm cultivator.

The old man pondered for a moment, feeling that these people were also manageable.

No matter how capable the young man from the Northern Bright King's family is, he's still just one person. Although he has the Mountain and River Cauldron as a magic weapon, he's still only a cultivator at the Life Fire Realm. Once he's subdued, the other three are nothing more than easy prey.

After some calculation, the old man felt he had everything under control. Seeing the four reminiscing, he didn't disturb them. He simply watched from the sky with the members of the God Worship Society, while ordering someone to summon the members of the God Worship Society from the Black Mountain to this place.

"Keep laughing, then come back with us," the old man said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Lü Shiming glanced at Jiang Wen but said nothing. He simply checked A Meng's injuries and then retrieved the Mountain and River Cauldron.

As for Jiang Wen, he paid no attention to the old man's presence.

He took out a healing pill from his storage bag and fed it to Li Yunshang along with the sparse spiritual spring water.

"Your magic power is exhausted and your spiritual energy is depleted. You forced yourself to use magic too much, and your injuries are quite serious. Take this pill first, and then we can heal your wounds." Jiang Wen took out a woman's clothes and draped them over Li Yunshang, then had her take the pill to heal her wounds.

Li Yunshang took the pill and put it into her mouth without hesitation. Then she sat cross-legged and began to practice her internal energy cultivation to heal her injuries.

The girl's hair was disheveled, and her clothes were tattered. It was clear that she had suffered a lot these past few days, to the point that even a girl who usually cared so much about her appearance was now in such a sorry state.

Seeing that Li Yunshang's injuries were gradually recovering, Jiang Wen looked at the group of worshippers not far away.

The towering tree was densely packed with sword-wielding cultivators. They were all different, each with their own ferocious nature.

There were acrobats wielding iron spikes, and an old man carrying a gourd. There were doctors holding signs, and convicts wielding large knives.

Looking around, all he saw were people from all walks of life.

This is also a major characteristic of the God-Worshipping Society; the cultivators who join come from all over the country, all seeking the path of cultivation. If they can't join a prestigious sect or a sacred immortal sect, they might as well join this God-Worshipping Society, which accepts a wide range of followers, and gamble on the path to heaven.

"This place is already a net of heaven and earth, surrounded by followers of my Worshiping God Society. Look at these heroes, all of whom have reached the Lighting Lamp Realm. Add to that the eight of us, cultivators at the Life Fire Realm. Where can Your Highness escape to with these two?" The old man sat on the flying boat, stroking his beard and laughing. Hundreds of figures surrounded him; even if each possessed only a magic weapon, it would be enough to crush four people to death.

Even if a Dao Palace True Person came, they could retreat. This time, in order to capture Princess Shenyun, the Worshiping Gods Assembly mobilized two Venerables, eight Holy Envoys of the Four Symbols Sect, and a thousand Lamp-Lighting Cultivators.

A net of heaven and earth was laid out in this black mountain and white water, enough to make Princess Shenyun have nowhere to escape.

"Why don't you come back with us and report to the Venerable One? That way, Your Highness's three friends can have a peaceful end. If you anger the Emperor, even with the Venerable One's kind words, Your Highness's three friends may not have a good end. Your Highness should carefully consider the pros and cons of this matter." The old man advised kindly, without immediately taking action.

He turned and looked out at the sky, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Hearing this, Lü Shiming, who was holding A-Meng, glanced at the old man with disdain. Having witnessed the corpses of gods and that decaying Buddha, he saw these people as nothing special. These hundreds or thousands of people looked impressive, but in reality, they were easily defeated. Even without Jiang Wen by his side, he could protect them.

Most of the followers of the worship of gods are cowards who live a life of mere survival. If these people from all walks of life were truly allowed to fight to the death, they would probably be wiped out in no time.

Protected by the Mountain and River Cauldron, even Dao Palace True Persons would find it difficult to break this magical artifact.

Nestled in Lü Shiming's arms, A'meng twitched her ears, looked at the old man, and snorted, "You bunch of petty thieves and scoundrels from the God Worship Society, you think you can make us submit? You're really dreaming. My brother Lü can beat you to a pulp. I think you're just asking for trouble. You'd better beg for mercy quickly, and I might consider letting you go. Otherwise, I'll arrest you all and throw you into the Mountain and River Cauldron to be refined into wine."

Hearing Ah Meng's aggressive words, the old man calmly smiled and said, "Young lady, don't speak nonsense. I know your origins and your abilities. Even the Mountain and River Cauldron in this Tai Shen Palace can hardly protect you today."

Having said that, the old man turned and bowed behind him, saying, "Welcome, Your Excellency, to the Holy Land!"

"Welcome to the Venerable One's arrival!"

"Welcome to the Venerable One's arrival!"

……

The cheers were deafening, and a thousand members of the God Worshipping Society prayed in unison.

Then they saw a colorful lotus flower open in the sky, with petals falling in profusion. Red, yellow, and white lights shone brightly, and birds and beasts appeared above the clouds.

One of them strode forward, causing the celestial illusions to change unpredictably.

The person wore a phoenix mask and a robe with seven-colored feathers. A string of jade stones hung from their waist. A string of bells was tied to their bare, slender ankles.

With each step, the bells emitted a light and melodious sound.

Fallen petals scattered on the ground in the wind, and a strange fragrance wafted over.

"Your Excellency, Princess Shenyun is here," the old man said obsequiously. He landed in front of the newcomer with a bowed back, as loyal as an old dog.

"Well done." The person spoke, her voice ethereal and melodious. Although she was wearing a mask, everyone felt that she was an exceptionally beautiful woman.

Looking at the woman who had descended from the sky, Jiang Wen thought of one of the thirteen Venerables of the God Worship Society.

If he wasn't mistaken, this woman was one of the morning chickens.

(End of this chapter)