C803 (2/2)

”Two masters, the Divine Firmament Chapter has never been heard of. It is said that they are big sects of immortals. However, what is the background of this sect?”

At this moment, the emperor was a little confused. So the interception was not a nameless affair. He was really ill-informed about it.

Li Dao was about to explain his position to the Emperor, but unexpectedly, Lin Mu's middle-aged Daoist was the first to speak.

”Reporting to Your Majesty, all the sects in the world are taught by people, and they are taught by people. The three sects are the origin of the sects in the world. And my Divine Firmament Chapter, Luo Fu Shan, Dragon Tiger Mountain, and other sects' ancestors are all disciples of interception. The tutors and disciples of the school are all disciples who have gained true Immortals. It is normal for your Imperial Majesty to not have heard of them. ”

The middle-aged Daoist cupped his hands and spoke with a humble and courteous tone. His Taoist demeanor was completely evident; he was a natural born swindler. It was easy for people to get a good impression of him and then listen to his words. For example, it's a bit like the Shen Gonglei.

Li Daoyi had taken a liking to Daoist Nian and found him to be an exquisite fellow.

The middle-aged Daoist had lowered his head earlier and the Emperor's gaze had been fixated on Li Dao the entire time, thus he did not notice Li Dao. Now that Li Dao had spoken, the Emperor had the time to glance at him.

It didn't matter if he didn't look. When he did, the Emperor was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

The old eunuch followed the gaze of the Emperor and looked towards the middle-aged Daoist. He seemed to have thought of something and instantly frowned.

Li Dao was astounded. Looking at the situation, could it be that the Emperor was addicted to dividing peach with a broken sleeve? Otherwise, he would be able to see through the man's true appearance?

Speaking of which, although this middle-aged Daoist looked good, he was far inferior to Li Jun. If the Emperor really had the habit of splitting peaches with a broken sleeve, then he should be the one looking at me!

Could it be that Li Jun's aura was too strong and the Emperor did not dare to have any profane thoughts towards Li Jun. Hence, he did not have any evil thoughts? That doesn't seem to be a problem.

Pah pah pah! Li Dao came back to his senses and spat three times. He tossed the messy thoughts to the back of his mind and decided not to think about why the emperor was looking at the middle-aged Daoist in a daze.

”This expert, may I know his name?”

After looking for a while, the Emperor finally came back to his senses and asked the middle-aged Daoist.

The middle-aged Daoist felt uncomfortable under the emperor's gaze. He felt goosebumps all over his body as he hurriedly replied, ”Your Majesty, your subject's surname is Lin. It's a terrible word.”

The Daoist man cupped his hands and introduced his origins once again without the slightest bit of displeasure.

”My wife, do you think that Sage Lin looks like Lingxiu?”

”Guan family, Ling Su has been dead for more than ten years. If he knew in the underworld that you were still worried about him, he would definitely be very grateful.” A trace of gloom flashed across the old eunuch's eyes.

The Ling in the emperor's mouth was also a eunuch. Back then, he was highly favored by the emperor. After that, he died. Who would've thought that the emperor would still remember him?

When Li Dao heard this, he finally understood why he felt that the middle-aged Daoist's name was so familiar.

Lin Mu's name wasn't famous, but not many people didn't know of Lin Lingxiu's name. This person could be called a Taoist saint, and he had done something that could shake the foundations of Buddhism.

Lin Mu was the master of the Divine Firmament Chapter, Zhao Sheng. He had to pass down the Five Thunder Calligraphy, and after entering the palace, he was bestowed with a name, Lin Lingxiu, by the Emperor.

Although this person's cultivation was low, he had done an incredible thing in the end. Who would have thought that he would run into the person who had yet to make a name for himself.