Chapter 89 The Longevity Stamp

The temple owner whose soul was out of his body came to Yuwu Mountain and started a fight at the summit. Yang Changsheng showed a cold face and certainly fought back first. Both of them stayed high in the midair on the mountain and showed their Taoist skills endlessly, which made the clouds above the mountaintop colorful. Under the sunshine, it appeared that the whole mountain was covered with a colorful coat of glow seemingly.

 

The old Taoist in grey had spat blood after he was beaten by the temple owner. Now after he stood up, his mind of Taoism was shaky. With a terrible-looking face, he looked up at the sky and felt the power shown by the temple owner. Although all the Dao cultivators in Liangxi had imagined the temple owner’s stage by guess, after all, they hadn’t seen him fight hard, so in fact, few people could know which stage he was at. The old Taoist in grey was pounded by the temple owner, and under the palm’s power, his meridians were lashed by a wisp of strong vital energy to fragments. In the end, it came to his heart and didn’t stop but broke it to pieces regardless of anything else, which made his cultivation of so many years cast to the winds, and he became a person good for nothing. What was more despairing was that the temple owner attacked with his palm randomly and didn’t exert all his strength or want to kill the opponent. This current condition must be “just perfect” as the temple owner thought. And the palm’s power made the old Taoist’s robe which was almost of the highest rank on the mountain broken on the spot and it couldn’t protect him at all.

 

Now the temple owner and Yang Changsheng who was at the highest stage on the mountain fought against each other in the midair. As the temple owner had said before, he wouldn’t stop until death or the winner was decided, which made almost all the disciples on Yuwu Mountain nervous. This temple owner had declared that he would destroy the Tranquilization Pavilion. If he really defeated their master later and went back to Chenxie Mountain, didn’t it mean that the Tranquilization Pavilion which stood for Yuwu Mountain’s dignity would have no chance to survive?

 

All people on the mountain were restless. Till one master on the summit shouted loudly, the disciples realized that Yuwu Mountain was in such a position, but why didn’t the host show up? Although he was not the one at the highest stage on this mountain, he didn’t show up at the critical time, and it didn’t make sense anyway.

 

However, soon after the shout, a young Taoist ran over from the Cloud Terrace and was out of breath, telling the disciples a message that the host was fighting against the Taoist in yellow and purple who came here first. Now the host had just stabilized the situation and couldn’t go away for now, so he asked the masters to make a decision about the affairs on the mountain.

 

The old Taoists on the mountain who didn’t take Ge Hong seriously at ordinary times looked gloomy in their eyes. Ge Hong was a late generation and didn’t show his real ability these years, so people couldn’t see through his character. Now something like this happened on the mountain, and it was time for him to show up, but he just said that he was resisting that Taoist in yellow and purple on the Cloud Terrace, and it made all people unable to say a word. Although this reason was true, anybody thought there was something wrong.

 

Nevertheless, nobody could speak out what on earth it was. They didn’t ask Ge Hong for his opinion before the important decisions were made, yet now he decided to let it go, and it was beyond their expectations.

 

However, the old Taoists’ minds of Daoism had been hurt by the temple owner. Even though they were not as miserable as the old Taoist in grey, their faces were also pale, and it was impossible for them to fight.

 

In the midair, the temple owner looked calm all the time and his clothes remained unmoved. The clouds behind him surged, like dragons. Yang Changsheng in front of him looked pale and kept moving his hand, trying to stop all the measures of the temple owner.

 

The temple owner had never shown any magic tool yet first broke the horsetail whisk of the old Taoist in grey with bare hand. Now he beat one of Yang Changsheng’s magic tools into pieces with his palm. After the magic tool which had a spirit was broken by the temple owner, the spirit tried its best to fight back, but as a result, it was smashed by the temple owner’s single hand again and then disappeared.

 

However, till now, Yang Changsheng still didn’t show his most powerful magic tool.

 

So the winner hadn’t been decided yet.

 

The temple owner stood in the midair and looked peaceful, like an immortal. He stared at Yang Changsheng and smiled calmly. “Yang Changsheng, when I was on Chenxie Mountain, I thought that you have lived for so long and must be fed up, so I came to help you today. Who knows that you are old and narrow-minded indeed, but you didn’t stop making progress? You didn’t promote your strength fast these years yet still kept moving ahead anyway. In my condition, I really can do nothing to you seemingly.”

 

Yang Changsheng who kept silent finally said, “Liang Yi, you are the number one below the sages of the Taoist sect, and you know that I don’t dare to kill you, so you are so arrogant, but you know what? Since I came down Chenxie Mountain, the road of cultivating in the world is no big deal to me. If I can drag you down from the peak, I am willing to do anything.”

 

The temple owner had a smile on his brows and asked, “So you will take out your master card that you don’t want to show?”

 

Yang Changsheng smiled coldly. “Perhaps others don’t know, yet you should know that although my name is Changsheng (longevity), I don’t want to live for too long!”

 

The temple owner frowned. “Then give me your Longevity Stamp.”

 

Yang Changsheng didn’t say anything but held his both hands high. Clouds gathered, driven by the wind behind him and a huge stamp appeared gradually. As soon as this stamp showed up, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled behind him, and it was impressive.

 

The old Taoist in grey covered his chest and murmured, “The Longevity Stamp.”

 

Many people on Yuwu Mountain knew that this master of the highest rank in seniority had been valued by the old host those years, who even personally brought some white jade spiritual stones for Yang Changsheng, letting this disciple refine a Longevity Stamp. Although this white jade spiritual stone was not something all-conquering, it was said that several sages used it to make some small things in person because this stone was innately close to the Taoist doctrine. The power of the magic tools made of this thing was much stronger than anything else’s.

 

Moreover, Yang Changsheng had cultivated this stuff for hundreds of years and it became a powerful magic tool.

 

Now he fought against the barehanded temple owner, and it seemed that he held an advantage.

 

The old Taoist in grey finally thought of something. The temple owner had cultivated for hundreds of years and stood on the shoulders of the cultivators in the world. He was extraordinary, but in the past hundreds of years, it seemed that not many people had seen him bring any magic tool. He fought against others only a few times with bare hand.

 

The temple owner looked at the Longevity Stamp behind Yang Changsheng which appeared terrifying and laughed in a low voice. “It can only be used to frighten others.”

 

All people on Yuwu Mountain saw the huge appearance of the Longevity Stamp clearly, and even the disciples who were meditating opened their eyes. This master had been staying on the mountain for hundreds of years and they had never seen him fight once here, let alone showing this most powerful magic tool to others. So everybody knew that this master was really angry. If Yang Changsheng fought with all his strength in the past, the disciples might rest assured. After all, this master was famous in Liangxi and would have a great chance of winning as long as he took actions. However, nobody was relieved this time.

 

Everything was because the master’s opponent was the temple owner, even though it was just his soul out of his body.

 

That man claimed to be invincible in front of anybody except the sages.

 

Six thousand years ago, the saying that the one who was invincible in front of anybody except the sages almost only described the swordsmen. After all, those swordsmen with excellent talent were almost matchless in the world. After they became Sword Immortals, even the sages from the three religious sects were no match for them. The swordsman who almost became a Sword Immortal should be called the number one below the sages in the human world. The old Taoist in grey still remembered the few records on Yuwu Mountain about the swordsmen. Although the swordsman named Bai Zhihan on Sword Mountain was just at the Ascending Stage that year, he was invincible in the human world where the sages didn’t come out to fight.

 

However, the swordsmen became weaker now, and perhaps it was difficult to see a swordsman at the Ascending Stage, so the temple owner must be the top one in the human world.

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Soon after the huge Longevity Stamp showed up, it aimed at the temple owner in the midair and tried to press him. It was majestic and stirring.

 

But the temple owner whose expression didn’t change said impassively, “I will make you unable to get the Longevity Stamp even if you want.”