I was selling peach wood swords on a live stream, how did I become a Taoist ancestor?

Late at night, the Tianshi Mansion on Longhu Mountain was brightly lit.

All the Taoist priests who remained stood in the courtyard, looking up at the valley to the northeast, their hearts filled with unease.

They knew that the Celestial Master was personally descending the mountain tonight to suppress an evil spirit that had been sealed away five hundred years ago. If that thing escaped, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The night was exceptionally cold, with a faint, almost imperceptible chill in the wind. The distant rumble of impact echoed from a valley, along with a few intermittent words…

"A silver-plated spearhead!"

The sinister, arrogant laughter, even from miles away, still weighed heavily on one's heart.

"Senior brother, this..." A young Taoist priest turned pale.

"Don't panic," an older Taoist priest whispered reassuringly. "The Celestial Master has already descended the mountain with his sword; he will surely..."

Before he could finish speaking...

hum! ! !

Deep within the Celestial Master's Mansion, in the direction of Zhang Yunpu's daily meditation residence, a clear and melodious sword cry suddenly rang out!

The sword's cry was initially faint, but in an instant it transformed into a resounding roar like a dragon's cry and a tiger's howl. At the same time, a majestic and vast aura, as radiant as the sun, spread out like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire Celestial Master's Mansion!

"This is……"

All the Taoist priests were shocked and turned to look at the source of the aura.

The next second, they witnessed a scene they would never forget...

boom!!!

A golden light shot up from the Celestial Master's residence, piercing through the thick roof and soaring into the heavens!

The golden light was dazzling, like pillars and dragons, illuminating the surrounding area for dozens of miles as if it were daytime!

Then, to everyone's astonishment, a small peach wood sword flew out on its own and hovered in mid-air.

It was the small peach wood sword that Li Jun gave away in a raffle during the live stream!

But now, it is no longer ordinary.

The sword's blade was covered in fine golden patterns, which seemed to breathe and flicker as if they were alive, like a miniature sun!

Such is the majesty of Heaven!

"This...this is..."

The many Taoist priests who remained behind trembled, their eyes wide open, their faces filled with shock.

Buzz!

In mid-air, the small peach wood sword slightly adjusted its direction, its tip pointing towards the valley in the northeast.

then……

call out! ! !

A whooshing sound tore through the night!

The peach wood sword transformed into a golden rainbow that stretched across the sky, trailing a long tail of light, and shot toward the battlefield in the valley at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to perceive!

The scene was like a shooting star streaking backwards, or like divine punishment descending upon the world!

The enormous commotion was clearly visible not only to everyone in the Celestial Master's Mansion, but also to ordinary people within a radius of dozens of miles who happened to be looking at the sky, all of whom witnessed this terrifying scene.

"My God... what is that?!"

"Golden light! Such dazzling golden light!"

"It flew out from the direction of Longhu Mountain!"

"Quick! Take a picture!"

……

Valley battlefield.

As the sky was completely illuminated by golden light, Zhang Xilin's sinister smile froze on his face.

Its eight arms remained outstretched, but the movement had completely stopped, as if frozen by invisible frost.

Those scarlet, ghostly eyes reflected the ever-growing golden light from the sky.

The light started as a single point, like a newborn star in the distant sky, but in an instant it expanded and spread, transforming into a vast sea of ​​light as bright as the sun!

That's not sunlight.

The warmth of the sun nurtures life.

And this golden light...

majesty!

Vast!

Supreme!

It was as if a deity in the heavens had opened his eyes and was looking down indifferently at all the demons and monsters in the world!

Wherever the golden light passed, the thick, dark evil energy surging in the valley seemed to encounter snow that had encountered its natural enemy, making a "hissing" sound as it quickly melted and dissipated!

"What...what is this?!"

Zhang Xilin's voice changed tone, becoming sharp and piercing, filled with undisguised fear.

It lived for five hundred years, was suppressed for five hundred years, and witnessed the power of the Celestial Master's Mansion's Taoist magic at its peak.

I have experienced the depletion of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Dharma-ending Age.

But I have never seen such... such incomprehensible pressure before!

The aura contained within that golden light seemed to be the natural nemesis of all evil spirits and strange occurrences!

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

President Qin was the first to react, and without bothering to contact the military, he roared at the top of his lungs.

Without his prompting, everyone who could still move instinctively retreated frantically towards the outside of the valley the moment the golden light shone upon them.

Even Zhang Yunpu, the Celestial Master, staggered backward, his Celestial Master Sword trembling with a mournful sound, as if submitting to some supreme being.

In the valley, only Zhang Xilin, unable to move, and...

The golden light source is getting closer and closer!

close!

Closer!

Everyone finally saw what it was.

It was a long, golden rainbow!

At the heart of Changhong is a sword!

A peach wood sword!

The sword is only three inches long, yet it exudes a majestic power that makes the sun and moon pale in comparison and demons tremble!

It pierced the night sky, trailing a golden tail hundreds of feet long. Wherever it passed, the clouds dispersed and the stars dimmed, as if the whole world was making way for it!

The target is the eight-armed evil spirit in the valley—Zhang Xilin!

"No!!!"

Zhang Xilin let out a desperate roar.

It wanted to escape.

But under that golden light, it couldn't even lift its eight arms an inch!

It could only watch helplessly as that small peach wood sword, like a sword of judgment falling from the heavens, carried the supreme will to cleanse all evil...

Coming!

The sword fell.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no cataclysmic impact.

There was only a soft "pop" sound, like a bubble bursting.

then……

The golden light receded.

The world suddenly darkened, restoring the deep night sky that should exist at midnight.

In the valley, the wind stopped.

The black fog dissipated.

The malevolent aura... completely vanished.

The spot where Zhang Xilin stood was empty.

There was no ashes, no remains, not even the slightest trace of its existence.

It was as if it had been completely erased from all levels by an invisible hand.

Only a small peach wood sword, three inches long, floated quietly in the air, three feet above the ground.

The golden light flowing across the sword had subsided, returning it to its original ordinary appearance, as if the magnificent divine power from before was just an illusion.

But the fact that it was suspended there silently testifies to how real and how... astonishing everything that had just happened was!

Dead silence.

Inside and outside the valley, there was utter silence.

Everyone who escaped to the valley entrance froze in place, as if petrified.

Mr. Qin's mouth was agape as the communicator he was holding slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, shattering its screen, but he was completely unaware of it.

Xuanming Daoist leaned against the rock wall, his body trembling slightly, his white beard moving without wind.

Lan Cailing's face turned deathly pale. Her natal Gu was curled up in her sleeve, not even daring to tremble.

Zhang Yunpu, the Celestial Master, leaned on his Celestial Master Sword, his chest heaving violently. He stared intently at the small peach wood sword floating in the air, his eyes filled with an extremely complex expression.

There was a sense of relief at surviving a catastrophe, awe of the supreme power, and even more... a touch of indescribable bitterness.

He risked his life, wielding the Celestial Master Sword passed down for thousands of years, yet he could not defeat this formidable enemy.

that's it……

A small peach wood sword...

It was done in a very casual way...

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