It was a Taoist temple, a Taoist temple that had been buried in the years.

The scale of this Taoist temple is not large, it is located in the middle of the mountains, if it is not for the old Taoist priest to lead the way, perhaps, no one will notice that there is an ancient Taoist temple here.

The entire building of the temple is made of wood, but now it is almost decayed, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.

On the door of the Taoist temple, the almost decaying plaque is engraved with vague three words, the Supreme Pavilion, the font is vigorous and powerful, the dragon and phoenix are flying, faintly revealing a majestic energy.

But the rotten wood was almost mutilated, corrupted, and by now, even those three words were almost erased.

But despite this, the first feeling that these three words gave Li Pu was still so shocking, and for a while, he seemed to see an ancient time.

Li Pu lost his mind, and his pace stopped suddenly.

Supreme Pavilion.

There are also such three words here, and there are also such three words in their Wuji Mountain, and in the depths of Tongshan.

What does it stand for?

After a long time, Li Pu came back to his senses, he was silent, looking at the figure that had entered the Taoist temple, and he also followed.

The Taoist temple is not large, but it is very simple and clean, and at the same time, there is a breath of time enveloping here, which makes it difficult to calm down.

"What is this?" Li Pu noticed everything inside the Taoist temple.

Directly in front of the Taoist temple, there is a mysterious and inexplicable pattern, this pattern is octagonal, and there is a dense texture inside, giving people a very complex, difficult, and difficult to understand feeling.

And on the side of the pattern, there are a few large characters, which are not ancient texts, but modern texts, and it is almost surmised that they were written by the old Tao.

"It is a kind of Tao, and it is also an invincible divine weapon, but unfortunately, it has long been annihilated in the years. The old Taoist priest sighed lightly.

Li Pu was silent, looking at him quietly, and also waiting for his next step.

"The origin of Taoism has a long history, and the era can be traced back to the opening of heaven and mythology. The old Taoist priest spoke, revealing his memories.

The opening of heaven is the first era in this whole world, and it is also the beginning of the birth of the true god, the emergence of human beings, and the derivation of major races.

Mythology, on the other hand, refers to the beginning of spiritual practice, the emergence of the gods, and those times are too far away to this day.

The birth of the race, the rise of the gods, and the emergence of the Tao, this is the first era, and it is also the most terrible era.

And at that time, the Daomen had already appeared, and it has been until now.

The pattern engraved on the Taoist temple is called 'Bagua Five Techniques', also known as, 'Wuji' is the Tao, but also a divine soldier, and the history records that it was created by the first generation of Taoist ancestors.

The five techniques are life, divination, physiognomy, medicine, and mountain.

Wuji gives birth to Taiji, the vapor is turbulent, and all things are born from intersection. SAIC is dry, and the gas is Kun, hence the name Qiankun.

According to legend, in the era of the rise of the gods, the five arts and Wuji were extremely brilliant and showed great mysteries, but for some reason, in the later era, they began to disappear.

"Daomen, Five Techniques, Tai Chi, is a terrible Tao and practice, but except for the first generation, almost no one can comprehend it to the extreme. ”

Later, a peerless powerhouse in the Dao Sect researched, and he discovered a shocking secret. ”

"The first generation of ancestors, he does not belong to this world. Speaking of this, the old Taoist priest's voice was too much, some melancholy, and some helpless.

The Daomen Dao system is so powerful, even in the mythological era, this vein can be invincible in heaven and earth.

But who would have thought that this kind of cultivation, this kind of Dao, is not suitable for people in this world at all, from the first generation of ancestors, the first batch of strong people who have devoted themselves to entering the Dao Sect are only seventy at the highest level.

In the later era, at the end of the mythology, the first, second, and even third and fourth groups of strong men who entered the Daomen died one after another, and this vein began to decline.

However, at that time, the first generation of Daomen ancestors had already entered the unknown path, and he followed the 'Xuan' bloody battle against the heavenly dome, and there was no news since then.

"Over the ages, Daomen has been trying and waiting, and we have welcomed a lot of physiques like yours, and we have also created countless glories. ”

This may be the greatest sorrow of Daomen. The old Taoist priest said.

The roots of cultivation have been solidified, and unless the first generation is resurrected, who can easily change the Dao method and path?

Since then, there has been a line of guardianship recorded in history.

Because, there is also such a rumor that the celestial bodies do not belong to this world.

"I understand, do you want to experiment in various powerful physiques, and then find your own way?" Li Pu made waves in his heart, and he was not calm.

"You're only half right. The old Taoist priest spoke.

"Half?"

"We've been looking for a breakthrough in your vein, that's all. The old Taoist priest said.

"And now?" Li Pu frowned.

"Actually, all this you see is an illusion, a remnant of a certain period of history, and only a vague belief in the Daomen remains. Lao Tao said: "We are all gone, and we can only appear in your sight across times and spaces, and the reason why you can see us is because you are that person." ”

Li Pu's body was shocked, although he had vaguely gotten such information from the mouth of the stone tablet a long time ago, but from the old Dao's mouth, the confirmed meaning was different.

"If, I am the person you are waiting for, but why can I even see the old monk and the little monk of the temple?" Li Pu was deeply puzzled.

"Because, there is a certain breath in you, and it belongs to the Buddha. The old Taoist priest looked serious: "The Buddha is in the same vein, paying attention to the past and present lives, and reincarnation and fate, so the old monk did not fight with me, it was because he always believed that you could not escape fate." ”

Li Pu opened his eyes, and for some reason, Lao Dao's words vaguely made him uneasy.

Next, Lao Dao didn't speak anymore, that's all he said, it was enough, and the rest was Li Pu's choice.

"Give me some time. Li Pu sighed lightly, after all, he didn't make a choice, maybe he felt that this path was not suitable for him, or perhaps, he had concerns.

The old Taoist priest shook slightly, his eyes gradually clouded and dimmed, he didn't say anything, nodded and turned around.

Li Pu glanced at him, and finally deeply swept the 'Five Techniques' and 'Tai Chi' above the Taoist Temple, and then followed the old Tao and left.

In the temple, Wu Qingfeng saw Li Pu come back, and his anxious heart relaxed.

The two little ones smiled, and then pounced on Li Pu, chattering and asking.

"How's that?" the old monk squinted.

He refused. The old Taoist priest whispered.

"Isn't that nice?" the old monk grinned.

", stay away from me. Suddenly, Lao Dao became angry, although he knew the old monk's good intentions, but for some reason, he was deeply uncomfortable with the old monk's verbal attitude.

"You deserve to be gone. The old monk was also furious.

"Your Buddhism is no better. Lao Dao snorted coldly.

"Damn, if I don't kill you today, where is the majesty of my Buddhism?" the old monk pounced.

"Cut, you're just talking. Lao Dao expressed dissatisfaction, and at the same time, he also greeted the old monk and did it.

"Senior brother?" Wu Qingfeng ran over, saw Li Pu's depressed mood, and thought he was thinking about the battle in the outer city of the Li family.

"I'm fine. Li Pu raised his head, pulled out a smile, he subconsciously looked at the two old men, and then looked at the two children running over, for a while, he didn't know what to say.

Everything that has passed, the history that has passed, have they lived in the past, or in the present?

After a long time, Li Pu sighed lightly, after all, he didn't choose, he turned around with Qingfeng and walked outside.

The two old men stopped pinching, they stood here quietly, and kept watching the distant figures, until the little Taoist priest and the little monk ran over crying, and they came back to their senses.

"Is the little brother gone?"

"Will the little brother come out again?"

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Woo, I want a little brother. The little Taoist priest and the little monk were very sad, although they were still young, but they understood that this person would only go farther and farther away, and they would see each other again, and they didn't know what year and month they would have to wait.