1183: C1183 Old Taoist

C1183 Old Taoist

In the depths of the forest at Tiger Subduing Mountain, a dilapidated temple looked like it had been out of repair for a long time. Even the roof was covered with grass and was covered with moss.

As if it was about to collapse, a wisp of incense slowly rose from the temple.

The monastery didn't have a conspicuous signboard, it was just a nameless monastery.

Located in the depths of the Hidden Tiger Mountains, it was built on the rocks.

Compared to the Shen City far away, this place was simply far from the noise of the mortal world, and was truly a Peach Blossom Immortal Realm.

Lin Xuan slowly walked towards the entrance of the temple. From a distance, he saw an old man wearing a Taoist robe sitting cross-legged with a horsetail whisk in his hand.

When Lin Xuan came closer, he bowed towards the door and said in a clear voice, "I am Lin Xuan. I am here to pay my respects to Senior Cloud Dreamer."

Without waiting for Old Daoist Cloud's reply, he walked into the monastery.

However, a wisp of an aura that was like a wisp of smoke and clouds swept over them. The enormous strength seemed to overturn the entire monastery.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and clenched his fist as he punched towards the vortex.

"Boom!"

The two forces intertwined and emitted an endless amount of aftershocks. Even the surrounding trees and plants were shaken until their leaves fell off.

The fallen leaves that filled the sky floated in the air. At the same time, Old Daoist Cloud Dreamer's Daoist robe fluttered as his figure landed in an open space outside of the temple.

He pointed with his finger, and a fallen leaf appeared in his hand. He then shot it towards Lin Xuan.

Even if it was just a light leaf, in his hand, it turned into a sharp concealed weapon.

Lin Xuan hurriedly lowered his head and dodged the deadly leaf.

Before he could react, old Daoist Cloud flicked his finger and waved it, causing the fallen leaves to be caught in the air. With a wave of his hand, the leaves instantly turned into tigers, flying up and down, circling and devouring Lin Xuan.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan secretly sighed. He took a step back and circulated the Yuan Li in his Dantian to meet the leaf that transformed into a fierce tiger and attacked with a loud bang.

"Bam!"

Another two forces interweaved, and like a lake that was as calm as a mirror, they poured in a huge boulder that stirred up an endless amount of ripples.

The fallen leaves scattered and lightly landed on the ground.

A trace of coldness flashed across Old Daoist Cloud's face. He moved as fast as lightning and sent out a palm attack towards Lin Xuan's face.

At the same time, Lin Xuan did not hesitate. He turned his hand and punched at the old Daoist Cloud's chest.

"Crack!"

Only an inch away from him, Old Daoist Cloud's palm energy stopped in front of Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan's fist also stopped at Old Daoist Cloud's chest.

"Hahaha!"

He raised his hand and stroked his white beard. His eyes were brimming with vigor as he looked at Lin Xuan and nodded, "That's right. After so many years, your Cultivation Level has not dropped at all."

"Ah, Senior, it's been so long since we last met. Your Cultivation Level has improved a lot, able to pick leaves to kill and gather leaves to form." Lin Xuan also responded with a smile.

Old Daoist Cloud was not only not happy, he even looked at him with disdain, "Ah peh!" He said, "You little rascal, don't talk so much to make me feel bad. Do you think I'm a three or two-year-old kid?"

"Senior, your Cultivation Level has entered the Nirvana stage, right?"

Lin Xuan said with a smile.

Old Daoist Cloud's face was full of frustration, "The old Taoist is already old and decrepit. His body is already withered. Even at the Nirvana Realm, he can't fight against the old and die."

Lin Xuan laughed, "It sounds like senior wants to cultivate the art of immortality?"

Old Daoist Cloud Dreamer grinned and said, "Forget it, the path of cultivation is up to fate." Cough cough, that, kid, all these years, where did you die? If you don't come to see this old Taoist, your sudden visit today will not be a good one, right? "

"Hahaha, Senior is truly lucky, this fellow is also … "He doesn't visit the Three Treasures Palace for no reason." When Lin Xuan saw Old Daoist Cloud, he felt quite relieved.

After many years of contact with Old Daoist Cloud Piercer, he wholeheartedly focused on seeking immortality. As for staying far away from the world, he found the nameless Taoist temple at the Hidden Tiger Mountain and started cultivating.

However, Old Daoist Cloud Dreamer's ability was something that Lin Xuan admired.

He had come to Tiger Subduing Mountain today to find old Daoist Cloud, naturally for the matter of Qin Shishi being bewitched.

"I knew it, you brat. You had long forgotten about this old Daoist. How could you suddenly discover his conscience and come to see me?" Old Man Cloud was murmuring like a child.

"Senior, your words are wrong. This junior has come to see you a long time ago."

"Alright, this old Daoist won't waste any more time, please come in!"

Although old Daoist Cloud had invited him to enter the temple, he was the first to walk into the room.

Lin Xuan had no choice but to follow closely behind. After entering the temple, the view could only be described as simple and crude.

It seemed that this Old Daoist Cloud Dreamer had indeed put in a lot of effort to cultivate his Dao. Besides the prosperity of this world, it was also not easy to cultivate.

Old Daoist Cloud was sitting cross-legged on one side of a table. On the table, there was a pot of tea brewing, emitting steam.

He picked up a porcelain teacup and poured himself a cup of tea. He gestured to Lin Xuan with his hand. "Please have a seat. Please have a cup of tea.

Lin Xuan sat down, picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea. In this mountain stream, tea brewed from natural sources, like mountain spring water, was the clearest and coldest.

"How's the tea?"

Lin Xuan was full of praise, "Yes, it's good tea. It's sweet and fragrant, with endless aftertaste."

Old Daoist Cloud continued to pour Lin Xuan another cup of tea and said, "There is nothing else on this Hidden Tiger Mountain. I really like this ancient tree's sprout."

"Oh right, why have you come to Tiger Subduing Mountain to find the old Daoist?"

Lin Xuan knew that Old Daoist Cloud was a straightforward and straightforward person, so he could only go straight to the point. "Senior, I came here today specifically to disturb your cultivation. The main reason is because I encountered a problem and wanted to ask for your help."

"Feel free to speak!"

"Senior, do you know how to take down the head? Or perhaps, it could be called the The Art of Witchcraft … "

Old Daoist Cloud took a deep breath and frowned, "What do you mean?"

"To tell you the truth, this junior's wife was decapitated by someone. This junior is slow-witted, and is unable to understand that path."

Old Daoist Cloud's voice came out, "It sounds like the Head Subduing Technique you're talking about is mostly the location of the Miao Territory. It's a lost vicious The Art of Witchcraft and it can be used to refine a Soul Devouring Parasite that can be used to control the person who receives the parasite from a thousand miles away."

"Soul Devouring Parasite?"

Hearing this, Lin Xuan was quite shocked. He thought that since Old Daoist Cloud Dreamer was able to openly set out on his way, then he must have a way to save him. He immediately asked, "Is there any way to save him?"

"Using the Soul Devouring Parasite and casting a rune to lower one's head will make it very difficult for one to remove control from ordinary methods. "The most fundamental method of treatment is to find the person who cast the curse and destroy him or her. Only by doing that will one be able to completely remove the person who has received the Gu."

Old Daoist Cloud Dreamer told him everything he knew.1

Lin Xuan frowned. It looked like there was no better way to deal with this. Even the old Daoist Cloud Dreamer, who knew a lot of spells in the martial arts world, had said so.

He was still somewhat unwilling as he continued to ask, "Senior, I wonder if there are any other ways to remove the restriction on the Descending Altar?"

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