Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Chapter 40 The Master of the Heavenly Dao Temple, the Great Preacher

Inside the ancient temple.

Wow!

Huang Bai suddenly embraced the altar, returning from the world of Resident Evil.

He placed the altar and boxes on the ground, but instead of checking the supplies in time, he kept a close eye on the incense table in the temple.

The altar is no different from that of an ordinary temple, except that instead of enshrining statues of gods as in other temples, it enshrines talismans of heaven.

Perhaps the talisman's status was too high, and no deity was qualified to worship it.

Huang Bai had long been accustomed to this dark environment, but now he noticed something was amiss.

Suddenly, an item appeared on the altar: a talisman, or perhaps a talisman used by Taoist priests during ordination.

The contents of the talisman are in seal script that resembles tadpoles or auspicious clouds. If you look at it intently, the talisman will move and flow with a sublime and supreme radiance.

Huang Bai glanced at it and immediately understood the words on the talisman.

[Receiving this Dharma register aligns one with the Tao and establishes one's karma; rejecting this Dharma register leads one from sainthood to the mundane world.]

"Huh? I'm only now receiving the Heavenly Decree's recognition?"

Huang Bai frowned and paced back and forth in the temple, trying to process the massive amount of information in his mind.

To put it simply, Huang Bai was merely a passerby in the Heavenly Dao Edict; his own abilities were too weak to gain the Heavenly Dao Edict's recognition.

Now, having passed the test and possessing sufficient spiritual cultivation, one should be qualified to be recognized as the master of this temple.

This talisman before you is the key to becoming the master of this Heavenly Temple.

Having received this ordination, one will be bound to the ancient temple for eternity, wandering through the myriad worlds of the heavens.

If one refuses the ordination, one will descend from sainthood to the mortal realm.

"Could it be that I've lost my memory and reverted to being a mortal? And then returned to the Earth I was on before?"

That's probably it.

Huang Bai chose the first option without hesitation.

He can no longer return to Earth. Even if he retains his cultivation and can become a king on Earth, it will all be meaningless.

An infinitely diverse range of adventures is the path one can take.

Wow!

The talismans dispersed, transforming into a sky full of golden light.

This talisman, if obtained by a superior person, will allow them to ride the clouds and attain enlightenment; if obtained by a middle-ranking person, ghosts and gods will fear them; if obtained by an inferior person, they will govern the country and bring peace to the nation.

At this moment, the dark and gloomy ancient temple became magnificent and bright, as new as ever.

Huang Bai sat cross-legged there, contemplating his newly acquired abilities.

First, [Spreading the Word Across the World]: Establish temples throughout the world, and as the amount of incense consumed accumulates, you can obtain incense with different functions.

The specific functions still need to be explored gradually.

Second, [Altar of the Gods]: An altar can be built in the Temple of Heaven, which can directly communicate with the altar of the ancient temple, without the need to build another one.

Specific details still need to be explored.

"From this day forward, I shall be the master of the Heavenly Way Temple."

Huang Bai opened his eyes, a dazzling golden light flashing in them, and the shape of the Heavenly Dao talisman was vaguely visible in his pupils.

This time, the Heavenly Decree was not on his left arm.

Huang Bai stood up and placed the altar of soldiers and horses on the incense table.

The cultivation of the Terracotta Army altar is extremely troublesome, requiring not only the altar itself but also incense burning day and night.

"However, the incense in the ancient temple never goes out, which is quite suitable. In addition, with the function of the [Altar of All Heavens], I don't have to carry the altar around every day."

In other words, Huang Bai can travel through the heavens and summon evil spirits through ancient temples even without an altar.

"Apart from the Yakshas, ​​most of the evil spirits in that battle became nourishment for the altar, and they'll replenish their strength in the next world."

However, the quality of souls in the Resident Evil world is slightly lower, so you don't feel bad if they die.

He targets demons with supernatural abilities, not a mob.

Next, Huang Bai summoned his inner core and slowly absorbed its medicinal power to cultivate.

The improved environment has greatly improved my mood for cultivation.

I'm not in a hurry to go out anymore.

Soon, the Heavenly Decree appeared in mid-air.

[Go to the zombie spawn area, kill the zombies, and obtain the Maoshan magic talisman]

"Zombies regenerate in seven days?"

Huang Bai recalled the content of the movie.

This is the last dance of the zombie era, telling the story of Xiao Hao, a once-popular actor who falls to the bottom of his career due to the decline of zombie films, and is separated from his wife and children.

He moved into a dilapidated public housing estate and into the haunted house number 2442, haunted by twin vengeful ghosts, intending to commit suicide there.

When his life hung by a thread, Xiao Hao saw twin vengeful ghosts and was saved by Ayou, the last Maoshan sorcerer.

Soon after, Uncle Dong accidentally fell to his death. In her grief, Aunt Mei sought help from Ah Jiu, a practitioner of evil magic, to revive his soul. Ah Jiu, suffering from terminal lung cancer, actually wanted to use Uncle Dong's corpse as a vessel to keep a ghost alive and prolong his life.

After that, Ah Jiu subdued the twin vengeful ghosts, who then possessed the zombies and became even more ferocious.

In the end, Xiao Hao and A You joined forces and used the Five Elements Formation to eliminate the zombies.

"The zombies in the story are very ferocious, but they have the Five Elements magic weapons from Maoshan, so they are not too dangerous."

Huang Bai thought to himself.

"By the way, what is a Maoshan magic talisman? Has it ever appeared? Let's go and find out first."

With that thought, he packed up his magic sword, shackles, and the mutated virus and disappeared from the spot.

…………

Hong Kong.

In the 21st century, neon signs and skyscrapers weave together a dense canopy over the streets of Hong Kong.

Double-decker buses meander through narrow alleys, while trams clang along century-old tracks.

A constant stream of people with all sorts of faces.

Huang Bai stood on the pedestrian street, gazing at the beautiful cityscape.

Indeed, modern cities are more vibrant and convenient, offering ease of living in terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

Her handsome appearance and flowing hairstyle attracted a lot of attention, and bold and unrestrained urban women immediately stepped forward to ask for her contact information.

"Hey handsome, add me on WhatsApp..."

"Excuse me, I'm gay."

Huang Bai didn't even turn his head as he spoke, a statement that made women hesitate to approach him.

He was pondering his next move.

"Forget it, let's build a temple first, and test our ability to spread our teachings throughout the world."

The temple was built near the dilapidated public housing, which allowed them to establish contact with Xiao Hao and Ayou.

Generally, the distance that a Heavenly Decree can transmit is not too far. Just ask around in the vicinity for Ayou and Ajiu, and you can usually find them.

After all, very few people do this kind of work, especially when it involves building a network of connections that has been cultivated over decades.

In Hong Kong, where land is incredibly valuable, money is an indispensable element in building temples.

"Macau, here I come!"

He travels through the heavens without ever carrying money; the casino is his piggy bank, where he deposits and withdraws as needed.

.........

Public housing, old streets, and dark alleys.

A scruffy-bearded man in a vest dozed off while tending a shabby little restaurant.

A cacophony of voices arose as several real estate agents in suits led a young man around a small, overgrown sports field.

Due to the small number of children and lack of maintenance, the place has become desolate and dilapidated, turning into a public garbage dump and an open-air toilet for vagrants.

A few needles were occasionally seen on the ground.

The agent gave a thumbs-up and spoke fluently:

"The feng shui of this place is impeccable. You have excellent taste, esteemed guest. Building your house here will bring blessings to three generations. It is truly a place of immeasurable wealth."

"How much does it cost?" Huang Bai asked.

"Uh, this place is close to the city center, with schools, tourist attractions, and hospitals within three miles. In Hong Kong, land ownership is permanent, so the price..."

Soon, Huang Bai bought the land.

Upon hearing the conversation, Ayou scoffed and muttered, "Crazy."

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