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Daoist Master of Qing Xuan

What is a Daoist Master? One that is imageless in ten directions and vanishes in the six paths; unrestrained by the three realms and the five elements. After a day at the clinic, Dr. Li Feng met with an accident on his way home. When he regained consciousness, Li Feng found himself in the body of a weak teenage boy who was born out of wedlock, Shen Lian. Who was the father? The mother would not tell. A scripture he found among his mother’s remnants was the only thing he knew about his father. The mother came from a wealthy and well known family. When Shen Lian was recalled back to the Shen family, he was entitled for part of the grandfather’s inheritance and businesses. Despite the grand value, Shen Lian did not take a cent with him when he decided to leave the family. Why would he leave this comfortable life behind? His journey with this new identity brought him into this new world as he travelled between realms in search of knowledge to improve his Daoist skills. As he conquered trial after trial, would he become the chosen one? Will he succeed in becoming the Daoist Master? Only time will tell.

Zhong Yuan Wu Bai · Eastern
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710 Chs

Wang Shidao

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Zhao Xiaoyu looked at the river in front of her, it flowed into the steep valley.

The mountain was very high, as high as the clouds.

The flowing stream of water was so deep that a dragon could hide inside.

Within a brief period of time, Shen Lian and herself had traveled an impressive distance to reach the area near the Xuantian Sect. She had never been to the Xuantian Sect, but she could recognize the geographics of the area. After passing through the Tianmen Straits, that would be Xuantian Sect's territory.

A lonely boat sailed out of Tianmen Straits.

In the fast flowing river, the lonely boat looked stable a rock.

The boat docked in front of Shen Lian and Zhao Xiaoyu and the realized there was no base to the boat and the fast flowing river water could be seen under the boat. The boat was poled a bony old boatman.

With a hoarse voice steeled by the wind, the boatman said, "Come on, young man."

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