Chapter 001: A Daoist Boy

I don't know how long had passed when Wang Bo opened his eyes again, only to find himself kicked out of his original world once more and entering a new one.

And this time, it was actually an ancient world.

But not an ancient Western world—an ancient Eastern one. Even more interesting, he had entered the Tang Dynasty again.

Wang Bo realized that he had a very deep connection with the Tang Dynasty.

The first time he had traveled to an ancient world, it was the Tang Dynasty, but it was the early Tang, with Emperor Li Zhi on the throne, and he had forcibly changed it into Wu Zetian's era.

The second time he traveled to an ancient world was the Aladdin world. Although it was a Western world, if Wang Bo remembered correctly, the time period of Aladdin corresponded to the Great Tang in the East.

And the third ancient world he traveled to, though he didn't know which world it was, was still the Tang Dynasty.

Moreover, it was during the height of the Tang Dynasty.

The ruler was Li Longji, and he had forcibly changed him into Li Heng.

And this time, the reigning emperor was Tang Xuanzong Li Chen, the sixteenth emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

The development of the Tang Dynasty could be roughly divided into four stages: early Tang, high Tang, middle Tang, and late Tang. He had experienced the early Tang, seen the high Tang, and unexpectedly skipped the middle Tang to enter the late Tang period.

And Wang Bo's own identity was also very interesting.

He was a Daoist boy under the National Preceptor, the True Man Taiyin.

But who was the True Man Taiyin? Was there such a true man in history?

Wang Bo was completely bewildered.

However, through the Daoist boy's memories, Wang Bo learned that this True Man Taiyin was not a charlatan but a genuine master of Daoist arts, a man of great attainment who could perform Daoist magic.

And in the Daoist boy's memories, there were indeed scenes of the National Preceptor performing Daoist magic before the emperor.

Not only was it splendid, but it was also full of lethal power.

Because of this, the emperor had appointed the True Man Taiyin as National Preceptor and asked him to refine elixirs in pursuit of immortality.

From this, Wang Bo judged that this was not a proper historical world at all; it was very likely a xianxia world.

Because in the Daoist boy's memories, besides the National Preceptor, there were also demons. And the National Preceptor cultivated Daoist arts in hopes of ascending to immortality in broad daylight.

Especially evident, this was probably a xianxia world.

The little Daoist boy that Wang Bo had replaced had also cultivated a bit of Daoist magic, but his internal magical power was very thin. He could manage to fool people, but if it came to a real fight, he was no match for a few fully armed soldiers.

After replacing the Daoist boy, Wang Bo did not gain the magical power within the boy's body, but he did obtain the cultivation method from the boy's memory, named... the Taiyin True Art.

This technique sounded impressive, and in fact, it was indeed very powerful.

This Daoist art was the cultivation method of the National Preceptor, the True Man Taiyin. It was said that when cultivated to the great perfection realm, one could ascend to immortality in broad daylight.

But the problem was that Wang Bo and the other little Daoist boys only cultivated the introductory chapter of the Taiyin True Art. The true essence of this cultivation method, the True Man Taiyin had not taught them, these Daoist boys.

The essence of the Taiyin True Art, the True Man Taiyin had only passed on to his sole disciple.

This made the little Daoist boys envious and jealous in various ways.

You see, the True Man Taiyin's disciple was chosen from among their group of Daoist boys. Because of his extraordinary talent, he had leaped from a Daoist boy to a disciple.

How could their group of little Daoist boys not envy and not be jealous?

The Daoist boy that Wang Bo replaced was named Zhang Hua. Like the other Daoist boys, he was also envious and jealous of the True Man Taiyin's disciple, but on the surface, he had to show respect to this disciple.

He was a typical petty person, speaking human words in front of people and ghost words behind their backs. Behind the scenes, he was envious and jealous of the True Man Taiyin's disciple, cursing repeatedly, but face to face, he obeyed the little disciple's every word, as docile as a dog.

Wang Bo couldn't help but feel speechless.

This guy, from any perspective, was a talent.

After absorbing the residual memories and information left by this little Daoist boy, Wang Bo quickly accepted his identity.

Now, he lived in an independent room within the National Preceptor's mansion. This was the standard for the Daoist boys around the True Man Taiyin. The room was not overly luxurious.

There was only a bed, a table, a few chairs, the four treasures of the study, and a bookshelf filled with Daoist scriptures.

Of course, there was also a meditation cushion.

Wang Bo was now sitting on the meditation cushion, holding a handwritten copy of the introductory chapter of the Taiyin True Art, carefully savoring this technique.

This was the first time Wang Bo had come into contact with a cultivation method that could lead to immortality.

But Wang Bo found that the conceptual foundation of this cultivation method was not profound. The content of the introductory chapter could not be called crude, but it could not be called exquisite either.

Compared to the cultivation methods Wang Bo had imagined, it was far inferior.

It was even inferior to the Nine Yang Divine Skill that Wang Bo himself had cultivated.

The Nine Yang Divine Skill he had cultivated was a divine skill realized by the Quanzhen Sect leader Wang Chongyang, following the great path of Daoist cultivation. Although it could not grant immortality or ascension in broad daylight,

it could prolong life. More importantly, its spirit of relying on yin and yang, transforming the five elements, and absorbing the power of stars for one's own use was far superior to this Taiyin True Art.

Of course, this might also be related to the fact that Wang Bo only had the introductory chapter of the Taiyin True Art.

Perhaps the essence of the Taiyin True Art was not inferior to the Nine Yin True Scripture. After all, these two techniques, one cultivating true qi and the other cultivating magical power, followed completely different paths and could not be compared.

So Wang Bo had a thought: he wanted to obtain the complete Taiyin True Art and see what was so remarkable about it.

According to the residual information from the Daoist boy, only two people knew the complete Taiyin True Art.

One was the True Man Taiyin, and the other was the True Man Taiyin's disciple.

After much deliberation, Wang Bo set his target on the True Man Taiyin's disciple. The True Man Taiyin had profound Daoist skills; obtaining the complete Taiyin True Art from him would be too difficult.

It would be better to start with his disciple, which would presumably be much easier.

Having made up his mind, Wang Bo leaped up, opened the door, and walked out of the room.

Just then, a little Daoist boy in a purple Daoist robe entered the courtyard. Seeing Wang Bo, he immediately said, "Junior brother, you came out just in time. Senior brother has something to discuss with you."

The Daoist boys under the True Man Taiyin addressed each other as fellow apprentices, and their senior brother was the disciple who had received the true transmission from the True Man Taiyin.

Comparing with the residual information from the Daoist boy, Wang Bo recognized the identity of the purple-robed little Daoist boy in front of him. This kid was called Li Changsheng. Although his name was good, his character was similar to that of the Daoist boy Wang Bo had replaced.

Both were lackeys under the True Man Taiyin's disciple, obeying that senior brother in every word.