Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Taoist Temples Hide True Immortals

The spiritual energy has been revived for a hundred years, and the earth has undergone drastic changes. Fierce beasts are rampant in the wilds, martial arts are flourishing in the world, and countless warriors guard the defense line with blood, using their flesh and blood to withstand the disasters of troubled times and protect the stability of the world. In the eyes of everyone, the martial arts master is the strongest fighting force of the human race and the last source of confidence in the end of the world. Deep in the green mountains of Nancheng, there is a Qingyun Temple that no one cares about. The name of the Taoist in the temple is Su Xuan. He has lived in seclusion for twenty years. He sweeps the floor and cooks tea every day. He keeps the temple clean and cultivates, and does not enter the world all year round. Tourists use this place as a place to check in and have fun. His fellow practitioners mock him for wasting his time away from the world. The entire Internet believes that he is just an ordinary Taoist hiding in the mountains and trying to survive. No one knows that Su Xuan is an eternal true immortal who has survived the Age of Ending Law and reached the pinnacle of immortality. In the years when the great avenue was dying, he fell into a deep sleep in ancient temples, waiting for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to revive; while in the centuries of human strife, he looked on coldly, not fighting for opportunities, not getting involved in fame and fortune, and allowing the world to misinterpret and despise him. Until one day, high-level ferocious beasts broke through the layers of city defenses, crushed countless warriors, and approached the southern city. The entire city was on the verge of destruction. The city's strong men, dignitaries, and people with super powers gathered at the city's head, helpless and could only wait for disaster to come. In Qingshan Ancient Temple, the wooden door that had been silent for many years slowly opened. Su Xuan's soft words carried through the mountain wind and overshadowed the roars of the killing beasts all over the city: "It's so noisy that I'm Qingxiu." The vast Taoist rhyme swept across the mountains and rivers, the overwhelming evil instantly melted away, and the danger of overturning was instantly resolved. At this point, the world has just woken up. The ordinary sweeping Taoist priest they had despised for several years was the only world-suppressing immortal who overlooked the heavens and suppressed the common people in this chaotic world where spiritual energy was resurrected.