C1 Sacred Object

The mountain wasn't high, but if there was an immortal, then there would be a name.

Great South Mountain was originally a remote and unknown mountain. However, due to the construction of a Taoist temple three years ago, it was renowned throughout the world.

The Daoist temple was called the Immeasurable Monastery. It was said that on the day of its completion, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky. Starlight fell down and sprinkled all over the temple. Although he did not know if it was true or not, the old Daoist in the audience did have some ability. The request for signatures and divinities was extremely effective, and the news spread like wildfire, gradually flourishing over the course of three years and turning this barren mountain into a tourist attraction.

"I say, Qin Yi, you insisted on coming here from far away. Is it to ask for a marriage date, or to ask for a marriage date, or to ask for a marriage date!"

A large bus stopped at the foot of the mountain. Many men and women alighted from the bus. One of them was a boy with a crew cut who looked like a university student. He walked while teasing his companions.

"For longevity." Qin Yi, who was being teased, replied calmly and walked up the mountain in big strides.

"Hehe, I was born and raised like a floating cloud. I can see, I can't touch. How could I waste such a good youth? I should be happy just in the nick of time!"

The flat-headed guy let out two vulgar cries, then said: "I'm not talking about you, Qin Yi, you said that you wasted four years of your university on a small tree, how many forests have you missed? And now, someone else even managed to steal it away, do you think you are unjustly accused? "

"Damn it, quickly leave!"

The guy called Qin Yi ignored him, but a hint of sadness flashed across the depths of his eyes.

It was the tourist season, so the Immeasurable Sight was already surrounded by people. If they wanted to enter, they would have to line up for a long time. It took them more than half an hour to get to Qin Yi and Qing Shui.

Qin Yi was fine, his companions were already getting impatient. While urging them on, they were scanning the surroundings with their eyes, their target was a girl in cool clothes.

After burning the incense, he went to the place where he could request for a lot of straws and asked for a lot of straws.

"I am the Heavenly Immortal Thunder Rain's Master. I am the prophet of good fortune and misfortune. The past and the past have all disappeared. This is the time of the East-rising Purple Qi!" "Empyrean Limitless, almsgiver's luck is overwhelming. He drew one of the lots!"

The Daoist Priest read Qin Yi's signature once through, then handed it to Qin Yi with a smile. His eyes flashed frequently, as if he was waiting for a reward.

Qin Yi was stunned. He was speechless as he held the lot in his hand. Finally, he looked at the lot carefully, shook his head, and left.

"Sign?" How could someone who was dying from an incurable disease draw a lot of lots? "Hur hur, what a joke!" Qin Yi ignored the crowd around him and ignored the chatter of his friends as he muttered to himself mockingly.

His life was actually running out of time, and he wasn't speaking nonsense to his companions in seeking longevity.

Just over a year ago, he had been diagnosed with an incurable illness, and the doctor had told him that he could live for no more than a year, which meant that he was now basically on one foot on the Bridge of Helplessness.

Healing didn't mean anything. His family wasn't rich either, so he didn't want to do things that would cost him money. He just wanted to walk around and see the world a few times.

Perhaps he was still unwilling, but he subconsciously chose this spot to see if the Mystics could bestow him with miracles. However, the first straw broke his daydream, and he suspected that all the other lots had been signed.

"What the f * ck? Hey, hey, hey. Casanova of the Qin Empire, stop daydreaming and see what's going on over there. Which movie is acting here? It's so realistic!"

The shouts of his companions pulled Qin Yi out of his daze. When he followed the other party's gaze, he was also shocked.

The woman was wearing a golden mask with half her face covered in ancient clothing. Her white robes fluttered in the wind as she held a short sword in one hand and a rectangular red box in the other.

The man was an old man with a white beard. He held a horsetail whisk in his hand and similarly had an immortal demeanor. However, he had a flustered look on his face as he chased behind.

"Is this a movie? Why didn't I see a photographer or something?" Qin Yi couldn't see the cameraman for a long time, so he couldn't help but feel confused.

At this moment, the surrounding park visitors noticed this strange man and woman. Their habit of watching the fun exploded as they quickly headed in the direction of the two.

"Which scoundrel said his name? How dare he behave so atrociously in my Immeasurable Sect? I think you must be tired of living. Disciples, stop this female thief for me!"

The white-bearded old Daoist chased for a long time, but was unable to catch up to the white-clothed woman. He angrily shouted and cursed while calling out to his companions.

As expected of the home ground, the old Daoist shouted and all the surrounding Taoists quickly rushed over to intercept the woman in white. Even the Taoist who gave Qin Yi the slip of the stick jumped out from behind the table and blocked the woman in white right in front of her.

"Boundless Sky Sovereign!" Benefactor, why haven't you put down your weapon and decided to surrender?! " Seeing that the group of Daoists had surrounded the white-clothed woman, the old Daoist who had been chasing after them immediately regained his demeanor as an expert. He shook his horsetail whisk and spoke in a deep voice.

"Heh heh, you are giving up and giving up on me? "Alright, let's talk after you catch me!"

The woman in white sneered. Suddenly, she turned around and threw the red box high into the air. It accurately fell into the hands of a skinny man in the crowd. As for her, she leaped into the air and actually jumped more than two meters high, flying over the heads of the surrounding Daoist Priest, causing the surrounding crowd to let out waves of exclamations.

"This is a body substitute, right? "So powerful?" Qin Yi's companions saw the lady in white's actions and were amazed.

Qin Yi's attention was on the older Taoists. He noticed that after the white-clothed woman threw out the rectangular box, these Taoists immediately turned their attention to the skinny man and chased after him.

The petite man's figure was extremely nimble. In a few flashes, he had already passed through the crowd. However, once he exited the crowd, he was blocked by the Daoist cultivators guarding the area.

There were pursuers in front and behind him. In a moment of desperation, the petite man did the same action as the white-clothed woman. He forcefully threw the box into the air, and a yellow-clothed man caught it in a single leap and dived into the crowd.

All of the Daoists immediately gave up on the thin man and turned around to chase after the yellow-clothed man.

At this time, Qin Yi finally understood that this was not a movie at all, but a bunch of thieves stole that box from the temple. These thieves were quite bold, they didn't give up on the stolen goods even after being found out.

Not only did Qin Yi notice the inklings, even those who were watching the commotion also came back to their senses. The crowd began to scatter.

"Everyone, quickly stop that little thief! Don't let him escape!"

The white-bearded old Daoist saw that he was unable to snatch the box back for a long time and immediately became anxious. He began to shout for help, but no one helped. There were even some people who directly ran far away as if they were afraid of being implicated.

Seeing this scene, the old Daoist was so angry that his beard was trembling, but he didn't dare to be distracted. He stared fixedly at the yellow-clothed man, because the box was in his hands.

The moment the crowd parted, the yellow-clothed man no longer had a cover. He was clearly a bit flustered, seeing that more and more Daoists surrounded him with unfriendly expressions, he immediately followed suit and threw the box in his hand to the white-clothed woman on the other side.

Perhaps it was due to being nervous, but he did not manage to control the strength of the throw properly. He landed on the ground halfway, and the box was thrown open, and a white scroll rolled out from within.

Coincidentally, the ground where they landed happened to be the route the two of them were running on.

Those who dared to rob in broad daylight were not good people even without thinking about it. Therefore, Qin Yi and the other two did not dare to go up and rush at the brave men, and quickly dodged to the side.

"Brat, you better be careful. Don't even think about leaving after you've broken something!"

The moment Qin Yi moved, he heard the old Daoist not far away blow his beard and glare. He stopped his steps and his eyes flashed. Suddenly, he bent down and picked up the white scroll.

"I'm not leaving. Is your Taoist temple providing food?" Qin Yi said plainly as he turned the scroll in his hand.

If it was before, Qin Yi definitely wouldn't have such guts, but now, he doesn't have much time left, so he doesn't need to be afraid.

"What are you doing? Don't move!"

"Quickly put the items back, throw them over to me!"

Qin Yi had just straightened up, but before he could see what the scroll was, he heard two shouts. One was naturally the white-robed woman, while the other was the old Daoist. Both of them stared at him nervously.

"Brat, hurry up and put that thing back into the box. That thing is not something you can touch, quickly return it to me!" Seeing that Qin Yi was indifferent, the old Daoist urged him again.

Compared to the old Daoist, the woman in white's voice wasn't as polite. She pointed the short sword in her hand at Qin Yi and said coldly, "Hmph, how dare an ant touch the sacred artifact of my sect. Put it down and I'll spare your life!"

"A sacred object?"

Qin Yi was surprised for a moment. He looked at the scroll in his hand, then looked at the white-clothed female and the old Daoist. He seemed to understand that this was not a simple case of theft.

However, Qin Yi was too lazy to care about the relationship between the two parties. Originally, he planned to give the item to the old Daoist, but now, he didn't want to.

Qin Yi smiled faintly and slowly pulled the scroll open with both of his hands. A painting of the starry sky appeared in his eyes. Although it was a little dim, it was simple and distant, causing one to unconsciously immerse themselves within it.

"How dare you!"

"Little Benefactor, quickly let them go. They will kill you!"

"Get down, Qin Yi! They have guns!"

"Those who profane the sacred objects, die!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Qin Yi was still mesmerized by the painting. Suddenly, he felt a few holes in his chest, bright red blood spurting out. It was as if his entire body was hit by something huge. His vision became blurry and his consciousness gradually weakened.

They have guns? Was he shooting at me? This was truly brutal! He dared to commit murder in broad daylight.

Am I going to die?

Not even half a year!

Sign it, haha.

At this moment, Qin Yi's blurry vision suddenly noticed the map in his hand explode with a dazzling radiance. Afterwards, the entire sky darkened and a blinding purple light streaked across the sky. Then, his consciousness sank into complete darkness.

"It really is the East-rising Purple Qi!" That was the last thought in Qin Yi's mind.