265 The Daoist Priest
“Could Zou Shuang and the others use it?” Qin Huai asked, referring to the new technique he had just learned.
“It is said that he is an important figure who walked out from the main branch of the True Path sect in Qing Province in the early years,” Li Shaoxiang said as she made a small bowl of rice for Qin Huai.
Qin Huai sat upright, intrigued. The sub-sects of the True Path Sect were divided into four classes, with the fourth class being the lowest level, similar to the eight great martial arts dojos of Pingnan.
Most of these martial arts centers were set up in small cities under remote counties or even village pavilions, and the dojo masters usually had the strength of a great blood refinement.
Pingnan City’s eight great martial arts dojos were even more formidable than the lowest fourth-class martial arts dojos, and he didn’t have much contact with the Nine Dragons sect, which was a high-level sect. He needed to rely on the invitation card from the city lord’s mansion to enter the Nine Dragons sect.
However, these small dojos were originally meant to find new blood for the sect, so most of them followed the principle of casting a wide net to catch more fish. In fact, the eight dojos in Pingnan had their own bases, either in Lingjiang or in other prefectures.
For example, the Thunderbolt Dojo was actually the Twin Extreme sect, and their lightning and fire dual extreme technique could form two types of qi that were extremely deadly.
However, the Thunderbolt Dojo was almost the same as the Changshan Dojo, so they were mostly forgotten by the higher sects.
The third class was the door, which was an existence like the Nine Dragons sect. It was usually set up in a county city and had a strong presence. To be able to fight against the government and even influence the situation of a county city, there were many disciples. It could be considered the blood of the True Path Sect and was absolutely indispensable.
The second class was observation, but in fact, the classification of this level was not very clear.
Due to the varying sizes of the True Path sect’s temples, they were often set up quite casually. Some were deep in the mountains and forests, with hundreds of people in each temple, while others might only have a few people in Xiangting Commandery City.
They could be located in a state city, with one person or ten thousand people. The number of people, the temple location, and the strength were uncertain, creating a complete fog of mystery.
Finally, the first class was the mountain. All located in the sixteen states of Great You, their strength was terrifying. The True Path Sect sub-sect located in Qingzhou was called Wuji Mountain.
“I’ve heard of that man’s story since I was young. It seems that the woman offended the sect master of Wuji Mountain, so she was sent to Lingjiang.”
“Is it because of a woman again?” Qin Huai laughed helplessly. Zhang Can was expelled from the Nine Dragons sect because of this.
It seemed that the ancients did not deceive him. Since ancient times, beauties have been a source of trouble. No matter how strong a person was, they probably could not escape this law.
Although this kind of story sounded a bit clich, it was not impossible after thinking about it carefully.
“That Daoist is the only one in the Green Cloud Temple,” Li Shaoxiang said thoughtfully. “After I came back, I only went to the temple once. I went to add some incense offerings to the Daoist to express my gratitude, and then I left because that Daoist gave me a very strange feeling. It was as if he had seen through my entire body, and my hair stood on end”
She came back to her senses and looked at Qin Huai. “Husband, if you have anything you don’t understand, you can ask that Daoist from the Green Cloud Temple to help you solve the mystery.”
“I understand,” Qin Huai said, then asked for its location.
Mt. Guan.
On an inconspicuous hill outside Lingjiang City, the white snow covered the area, turning the hill into a glistening silver mound.
Qin Huai, wearing a green and white robe draped over a black cotton robe, made his way toward a small Daoist temple.
The temple was unremarkable, with a ten-foot-tall door and walls that were gray, cracked, and mended by dried creeper vines, making it look quite unstable. A half-stone pillar with three crooked words, Green Cloud Temple, stood in front of the door.
As Qin Huai walked in, he heard the sound of snow sweeping and was sure that there was someone inside.
“Hello, Daoist priest,” Qin Huai greeted him with a respectful gesture.
“Nine Dragons sect?” The man smiled and looked up at Qin Huai, but the smile soon vanished when he saw something shocking.
“Ten dragon pattern bones?!” he exclaimed and suddenly stretched out a hand towards Qin Huai.
At that moment, a dazzling white light appeared in Qin Huai’s eyes, and the dragon king inside his dantian woke up. A terrifying aura spread out in all directions, causing the white snow to rise from the ground and fill the temple.
Bang!
The two exchanged punches, and the Daoist was able to plow a half-step snow mark on the ground with his strike. At the same time, Qin Huai stumbled back three steps, feeling the man’s immense strength.
“The legendary dragon king force,” the Daoist said, exposing one of Qin Huai’s trump cards. “It was mentioned in the Extreme Dao Scripture in Wuji Mountain. The nine dragons true qi Technique has one extremethe ten dragons protect the dragon lord, and when their power is unleashed, mortals will be silent.”
As the Daoist slowly walked toward Qin Huai, he praised him. “It’s truly shocking to see you today. No one in the same realm as you is a match for you.”
He then chuckled. “I was rude just now. Sect Master Qin, please forgive me!” He put down his broom and walked into his temple unhurriedly, gesturing for Qin Huai to follow him.
“Thank you, Daoist Priest,” Qin Huai responded, trying to steady his trembling palm.
He had realized that this Daoist from the Clear Sky Temple was indeed an expert who did not show himself. He must be at least at the fifth-level bone pattern realm, or even beyond that realm.
The rumors that Madam had told him about this person being from Wuji Mountain in Qingzhou were probably true. As for whether he was trapped by love, it was hard to say.