Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Han Yu and Mu Zili were both taken aback.

One reason is that I sensed a hint of familiarity in the old Taoist's tone, although the feeling wasn't quite right.

One reason is that he could tell from the old Taoist's understanding of Han Yu's background.

Mu Zili had always felt that the old Taoist priest was hiding something, but now he realized that his old man was indeed very tight-lipped.

Seeing that Han Yu was still in a daze, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but speak up.

"Both sides say you're on the Heavenly Dao side, so that old bastard Zhi Sou must be connected to you too. I don't believe you don't know that old bastard."

Seeing the old Taoist priest gritting his teeth in anger, Han Yu felt a strange sensation in his heart.

It feels like this wise old man has tricked someone before.

He was more than happy to watch a good show. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but touch a spot on his head, a spot where the wise old man had once used a trick to rescue him.

To prevent him from dying and being taken away by someone else.

Han Yu had been secretly complaining all along that no one could think of a way to keep himself from dying.

What's the point of retrieving his soul if he's already dead?

"I'll give it a try, but I can't guarantee he'll ignore you."

Han Yu tried several times, silently reciting the mantra in his mind and also shouting it aloud.

"You old geezer, someone's looking for you, are you there?"

After a few moments, there was still no response.

Han Yu helplessly shrugged; it seemed the wise old man was no longer listening and was pretending not to be there.

This infuriated the old Taoist priest, causing his aura to surge dramatically. To Han Yu's astonishment, he instantly transformed into the young Taoist priest, his imposing presence becoming sharp and arrogant.

Old Daoist, no, he should be called Zhu Daoren now.

He stared coldly at Han Yu and spoke again, "You old devil, you tricked me into believing in the power of words, and now you don't even dare to show your face. Believe me or not, I'll risk my life to trade one life for one with this kid and make you roll on the ground in agony."

Cho!
Han Yu was immediately displeased. Look at what that old Taoist priest was saying.
Why should the wise old man take matters into his own hands when he can't find anyone to help him?

For some reason, Han Yu was genuinely a little afraid, as if the old Taoist priest wasn't joking.

Is it really possible to trade one for one at the very end?

Is it really that terrifying for words to become law?
"It seems that it really is true. That day, Jiang Xinyuan only dared to send his men to kill him."

The spirit suddenly added.

As it turned out, it really was that terrifying, because the wise man was actually tricked into revealing himself.

A helpless voice slowly emerged, "I was busy just now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Yu and Mu Zili almost burst out laughing.

As for Daoist Zhu, his face instantly turned horribly ashen.

Could you come up with an even lame excuse?
Han Yu knew Zhi Sou; didn't that guy always sit on the curb and eat nuts?

Busy my ass!
Zhu Daoren's face was as cold as ice as he slowly spoke to the void.

"I've done everything you asked me to do, but why can't I see the end of the path?"

"How long have you been practicing the art of making your words manifest?"

From the void, the wise man's voice echoed helplessly.

Zhu Daoren pondered for a moment, and if you count it all, it has been almost four thousand years.

That is, four thousand years ago, when he came to the Central Continent with a group of people to spread the word, he met the Wise Old Man. After being persuaded by the Wise Old Man, he opened up a new way of thinking and went back to begin his work.

"Didn't you say you couldn't appear in Middle-earth?"

Han Yu immediately realized something was wrong. Good heavens, if the wise old man was even trying to fool him about this, then nobody should play this game anymore.

They're all scheming bastards.

Zhu Daoren offered an explanation for Zhi Sou, shaking his head as he spoke.

“It’s none of his business. I delivered myself to his door.”

It was he who, guided step by step by the Wise Old Man, made his way to the Soul Realm.

This made the two onlookers curious: what had happened to make Zhu Daoren so foolish that he abandoned the sunny road and went to cross the log bridge instead?

"That old bastard demonstrated the formation of the Dao to me and fooled me."

Despite saying this, Zhu Daoren's expression was extremely complicated, as if he was still recalling the scene of the wise old man discussing the Dao.

Han Yu knew from the scene that the Wise Old Man was going to win again.

He's still not out of his verbal sparring ways after all this time; he's probably already deeply mired in it.

"Only four thousand years, and you think it's coming to an end? You think the idea of ​​words becoming law is far too lowly?"

The wise old man chuckled.

Han Yu's heart skipped a beat. Here it comes, the verbal sparring is about to begin.

As expected, Zhu Daoren was once again caught in a dilemma after listening to the story.

"Don't you know in your heart whether I've lied to you or not?"

The wise man said this.

This made Zhu Daoren even more conflicted.

"If you're unwilling, then just let go. Why go through all this trouble?"

Finally, the wise old man made the final decision. After he finished speaking, Zhu Daoren's sorrowful expression instantly returned to that of an old Taoist.

"I just want to know, is there any hope for this path?"

The wise man sighed in response, "If you don't even try, how will you know if there will be any results?"

This was the first time Han Yu had watched the Wise Old Man's verbal persuasion from the perspective of an outsider. It was simply outrageous; look how he had fooled people.

Mu Zili quietly tugged at him, her expression complicated, and asked in a low voice, "Is this the Heavenly Dao of your Central Continent?"

"Why do you ask that?"

Han Yu asked curiously.

Mu Zili looked strange and responded cautiously in a low voice.

"Why does it feel like its script is exactly the same as when girls lie to people?"

This was still his subtle expression; to be more direct, it would be to say bluntly, "Dude, it seems your Heavenly Dao is female."

Han Yu breathed a sigh of relief, somewhat thankful, "He's not, thank goodness he's not."

If this old ghost were the Heavenly Dao, its absurdity might even surpass that of a weapon spirit. "There's another question. Among the group of people who came with me, there's one I still don't remember. Who exactly is that person?"

The old Taoist priest had always cared a lot about him, because he was a cultivator, and one of the top ones at that, not to mention how incredibly talented he had been back then.

It's too difficult to block him, Four Extremes Palace?
Those four good-for-nothings are simply not a possibility.

Moreover, he was the only one who remembered this incident; no one else could remember that such a person ever existed.

After a moment of silence, the wise man sighed, "You already have the answer yourself, why are you asking me?"

The old Taoist priest's expression shifted for a moment, then he sighed silently.

He did have the answer.

Who but that person could do such a thing?

So his master was also present in Zhongzhou at that time!

Only he has the means to do such a thing.

"You're not just here to ask me a question, are you?"

This time, it was the wise man's turn to ask questions.

The old Taoist priest certainly wouldn't seek out the Wise Old Man just for these matters. Although it's important that words become law, his current situation is more important.

"I've unwittingly become one of your people, along with my whole family. What do you think?"

After a long while, the wise old man's voice slowly came over.

"I'll sit in the Soul Realm and watch."

Blanch!
The old Taoist priest couldn't help but grit his teeth; this wasn't the answer he wanted.

What he wanted was some compensation from the wise old man, preferably some guidance on how to make his words lawful.

Unfortunately, the wise old man was pretending to be stupid, but after a while, a faint aura lingered on Mu Zili.

He then spoke.

"Your disciple is quite promising. If you really want to take advantage of me, why don't you bring him in and I'll train him for you?"

The wise old man had no interest in the old Taoist priest, but he was somewhat interested in Mu Zili.

The old Taoist priest refused without hesitation, and his reason was quite outrageous.

“You’re making too big a promise, I’m afraid it will overwhelm him. He’s not following the path of the Heavenly Dao Sect, he’s on his own path of enlightenment, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

Not only did Mu Zili not follow the path of the Heavenly Dao Sect, but neither did Chen Xixi and Su Xiaoxiao.

Perhaps the cultivation method is still from the Heavenly Dao Sect, which cannot be changed, but since the beginning of the Divine Platform Path, they have stopped following the path planned by the Heavenly Dao Sect.

Otherwise, if they continue to follow the Heavenly Dao Sect's plan, Mu Zili will not be a Five Qi Dharma Form, but a Dharma Form like Di Liuxin and the others, and then the next step will be to learn the Dao of that person.

Perhaps this is why Mu Zili and his group are incompatible with the Heavenly Dao Sect.

From the very beginning, they were subtly influenced by the old Taoist priest.

"That was a beautiful move."

The spirit spoke in the sea of ​​consciousness. Although it was unknown how the wise old man had used his persuasive skills, its significance was undoubtedly profound.

"Its philosophy seems to run counter to the existing ideas of the Heavenly Dao Sect."

"So the old Taoist priest and his gang will get into trouble sooner or later."

"Tell me, wasn't that a brilliant move by the wise old man?"

Han Yu seemed to understand, but not quite. If that were true, then the Wise Old Man was indeed quite insidious.

Unbeknownst to them, they had planted a time bomb for the Heavenly Dao Sect.

The spirit seemed to be deep in thought, "It's just that the old Taoist is lazy. If he had a large team under his command, that would be a real disaster."

That's really a pity.

Han Yu secretly grumbled to himself.

After coughing a few times, the wise old man's voice gradually became faint and ethereal, "Then I'll be going, I'm busy."

Having said that, he ignored the old Taoist's anger and cut off the connection, which made the old Taoist curse loudly on the spot.

“I said you know he’s just making empty promises, why are you still going after him?”

Han Yu was somewhat confused. It was clear that the old Taoist priest had very complicated feelings towards the Wise Old Man.

On the one hand, he knew the other party was trying to trick him, but on the other hand, he still jumped in without hesitation.

"You do not understand."

The old Taoist priest spoke weakly.

"You didn't witness the awe he felt when he presented the nascent form of his teachings. Even knowing he was just making empty promises, the promise was so big that you couldn't help but take a bite."

This is his truest reflection of his inner thoughts, which is why he dared not let Mu Zili be trained by the Wise Old Man.

Even knowing that they would be completely different after going in, they were still afraid that they would fall into the same trap as him after coming out.

Thinking of this, the old Taoist priest looked at Han Yu with suspicion, finding him increasingly strange.

Didn't he just make empty promises?

Han Yu's ability to escape from the clutches of the third and fourth brothers and even sabotage their establishments demonstrates his rapid improvement in strength, indicating that Zhi Sou has indeed put a lot of effort into him.

But this doesn't seem like the style of that old bastard.

"I don't think so...?"

Han Yu hesitated for a moment, not quite sure.

But upon closer reflection, aside from verbally attacking him and morally blackmailing him, the wise old man didn't do much else.

Although the process of teaching him was quite inhumane, what he learned was full of practical knowledge.

"I don't believe it. When he gave me the prototype of the Dao back then, he didn't say anything either."

The wise old man remained silent, but he kept digging pits in silence.

It wasn't until he truly abandoned the path of the Heavenly Dao Sect and turned to comprehend the law of words on his own, only to find that his strength had stagnated and he had fallen into a huge pit.

Don't be fooled by his unfathomable demeanor in front of Di Liuxin and Jiang Xinyuan; he's just swallowing his pride and grievances.

That's not the scariest part. The scariest part is that the old Taoist priest has deduced countless times and found that no matter how he starts over, unless he doesn't listen or look, he will still have to choose the same path.

"It seems like only one thing happened rather suddenly..."

Han Yu suddenly spoke with a strange expression. (End of Chapter)