The Dayu Dynasty, Nanyan County, was a remote small town.

This city is not big, but the streets are full of traffic and crowds are crowded.

The streets in the city are filled with traffic, crisscrossing, and there are also many wine shops and pawn shops on both sides.

Many leisure merchants put their stalls on the streets. Some watched them quietly and closed their eyes to ponder, but they looked up from time to time to time to look at the passers-by in front of them; while others were making loud noises and shiny eyes when they saw passing men, women, young and old.

This scene is very prosperous.

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"The human race is vast and boundless. We ordinary people are flesh and blood. Even if we spend our entire life, it is difficult to be one of the millions..."

At the end of a street in the city, a young voice was singing loudly at this moment, and it could be heard clearly even at the other end of the street.

"Just like where we are now, the famous Nanyan County is thousands of miles in radius, with a population of tens of millions, with a vast land and a large population. However, our Nanyan County belongs to the Dayu Dynasty, and is just one of the ninety-ninth governors of the Dayu Dynasty and one hundred and eight border counties. You can imagine how huge the Dayu Dynasty is."

"Even so, fellow Taoists can see that looking at this earth, there are countless countries like the Dayu Dynasty."

"So, the Dayu Dynasty is just a small place for our human race to cultivate the territory. It is located in every corner, like a grain of sand in the desert and a drop of water in the sea."

"hiss……"

There were bursts of air conditioning sounds around.

After a closer look, there were dozens of people gathering in a circle at this moment, looking at the young Taoist priest sitting on a high stool in the middle, talking with a gaze and saliva flying everywhere, and in the extreme interest, he was even more dancing with a young Taoist priest.

This young path is only eleven or twelve years old. His hair is tied up and a half-broken peach wood hairpin is inserted in the middle.

Although his face is ordinary, his eyes are clear, his eyes are thin, his eyebrows are long, and there is a trace of cunning light flashing in his eyes from time to time.

The worn black Taoist robe was very long, and it seemed to be the size of an adult man, so it was particularly unfit for him.

The hem of the Taoist robe covered the yellow cloth shoes on his feet, and fell to the ground in a scattered manner.

Although the Taoist robe is worn out, it is washed clean and not stained with dust.

In addition, a green gourd was hung around his waist, which kept swaying left and right as he moved.

The most noticeable thing is the whisk on his right hand, which is like the hair of an elderly man, and it looks as pale as snow while sparse.

When Xiaodao heard the sound of people inhaling around him, he was excited and looked like he was possessed by a demon.

At this time, the whisk with his right hand shook, leaned forward, and the tip of his nose was almost pressed against the face of a middle-aged man in front of him, and suddenly glared and shouted:

"You said the world is not big!"

The man was startled by Xiaodao's actions and nodded subconsciously and said, "Big...Big!"

After hearing the person's answer, Xiaodaoran suddenly turned sideways, grabbed an old man's thick shirt, and pulled it in front of him.

Looking at the old man who was so close to him, he shouted again:

"You said that I am not a mortal."

The old man was spitting on his face by Xiaodao and frightened:

"Little...small!"

Upon hearing the two of them answered, Xiaodao immediately closed his body and sat upright on the high stool. The whisk shook again and nodded with a smile.

"Yes, what the two fellow Taoists said is the vastness of heaven and earth and the insignificance of mortals."

"However, people have spirits to practice, swallow and spit out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and cast my spiritual body. Those with great magical powers fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and some can turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain, and their lifespan is as good as the sky."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was in an uproar, and the desire in their eyes was fully visible to the Tao.

So Xiaodao raised his mouth proudly and continued:

"If you don't say it far away, just like my Nanyan County, there have been more than one such powerful person."

"Four thousand years ago, my Nanyan County encountered a flood disaster. When I looked up, I could only see the heavy rain falling down like a rolling waterfall. Seeing this, the land of thousands of miles will turn into a vast ocean, and the mountains of thousands of feet will become an isolated island. Under such natural disasters, hundreds of millions of us and millions of mortals will surely suffer the lives and will never be restored."

"At the critical moment, the young man in a long-robed shirt holding a folding fan stepped forward. He was handsome and looked like Pan An. When the young man in a long-robed shirt stepped on it, a ravine that stretched for thousands of miles was suddenly cracked on the earth, and the rolling flood fell into it, resolving a huge catastrophe for us."

"Everyone doesn't know his name, but only knows his nickname is Ghost Hand Scholar."

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"Two thousand seven hundred years ago, our Nanyan County encountered an insect waste that never happened in a thousand years. The dense insect clouds covered the sky. The sun was originally covered with scorching sun, so I couldn't see my five fingers, flowers, plants, trees, people, animals, and poultry. Wherever the insect clouds passed, there was no bones left."

"At this moment, the old man who was over 50 years old stood up. The old man had white beards and long beards, kind eyebrows and eyes, and was full of immortal aura. He didn't see what he did. He just grabbed the gourd on his waist with one hand. Under the spells, he saw insect clouds rolling in the sky, all of which were sucked into it."

"Everyone didn't know who the old man was, so he called him the Spirit Gourd True Man."

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"Eight hundred years ago, Nanyan County, which was originally calm, suddenly began to shake. In an instant, the house collapsed and huge rocks on the top of the mountain rolled down. What followed was the cracks on the ground and the hot magma spewed out. Seeing that, we all like this, we will definitely not escape this disaster."

"Just when everyone was in infinite fear, the old Taoist, who was a fairy-like Taoist, pulled up. His feet stepped on the void, and only seven steps, appeared in a thousand feet high. The old Taoist waved the whisk in his hand, sprinkled and raised it, and actually drew a huge talisman in the air. The talisman emitted a thousand feet of light, turned into a stream of light, falling from the sky, and sank into the southern land. At the same time, the erupting magma stopped, the shaking earth calmed down, and we and the mortals escaped the disaster again."

"Everyone didn't know the name of the old Taoist, so he called him the Divine Talisman Taoist Lord."

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Xiaodao danced and looked excited.

The people around him were completely attracted by his words, some applauded, and some praised him repeatedly.

Seeing this, Xiaodao's eyes flashed with a flash of splendor, and he knew it was almost done.

So he looked upright, pretending to be incredible, and said:

"After talking so much, do you fellow Taoists envy this immortal's skills and yearn for it?"

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"You're not talking nonsense!"

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"That's right, no one yearns for having that ability."

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"Yes, yes, it's a scattered world, and I'm a god, who doesn't want to be a god?"

Listening to the surroundings' discussions, Xiaodao showed a very satisfied look, so he coughed twice.

Seeing this, everyone closed their mouths tactfully and looked at the Tao again with concentration.

"Everyone wants to do it, but not everyone can do this immortal. If you want to be an immortal, it is not enough to have ambition. You must also have..."

Speaking of this, Xiaodao closed the sound and bought a secret message, looking at everyone in a mysterious way.

"You said, what else do you need?"

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"Yes, say it quickly!"

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"You Taoist priest is as hesitant as a little sissy."

Everyone was impatient and was seen by Xiaodao. He was almost sold in his heart. He nodded and continued:

"In addition to having ambition, we must also have spiritual roots."

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"Spiritual root?"

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"What is a spiritual root?"

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Everyone was puzzled.

"Ahem, this spiritual root is something that can absorb spiritual energy and be used for cultivation. If you want to be an immortal, spiritual roots are indispensable."

After speaking, Xiaodao pretended to stroke his beard, but found that he had no beard, so he followed the trend and touched his chin to relieve the embarrassment.

But everyone turned a blind eye to each other and heard the uproar again. Obviously, I have never heard anyone say such words.

"Little Taoist Master, then how do you tell me if I have spiritual roots?"

At this moment, a person in the crowd said loudly, and these words were like expressing the voices of the people around them, and everyone agreed.

Xiaodao was so happy that he said not only the voice of everyone, but also his own.

"This fellow Taoist asked well!"

So he did not hesitate to praise and continued:

"This is exactly the purpose of the Taoist coming here today. Please read it with fellow Taoists."

After speaking, he saw that he took out a yellowish book from somewhere, and there were a few big characters written on it, "Linggen Treasure Mirror"

"This book is "Spiritual Roots Treasure Mirror". This book is a treasure book that determines whether one has spiritual roots. It has detailed identification methods."

"There is no talent in the small path, so there is no magic technique in the immortals, but it has the most basic "Spiritual Roots and Treasure Mirror", which can open a door to the immortals for a fellow Taoist."
To be continued...