Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer-Chapter 243 - 242: Fortune Bestowed, This Humble Daoist Won’t Mind Turning the World Upside Down!

"Purple Qi from the East? Purple Qi from the East?"

Witnessing this scene, the six great authorities of Maoshan had their expressions dramatically change. When they turned their heads towards Lin Heng meditating on the sea, reverence had already appeared on their faces.

One must know that, within Daoism, those who have witnessed such a phenomenon are genuine Dao Ancestors!

Legend has it, when Laozi headed west from Hangu Pass, Purple Qi extended thirty thousand miles from the East.

The world never saw him again, assuming he died in a foreign land.

Yet among the Daoist sect, who doesn't know that when speaking of departing west from Hangu Pass, it actually refers to ascending to the heavens, returning to the form of the Dao Ancestor!

Now, Lin Heng's breakthrough has surprisingly also summoned the rolling Purple Qi.

The Maoshan authorities were naturally astonished.

"This is not the ascension to the Great Thousand Immortal Realm, so why would it summon such a phenomenon?"

They were inwardly filled with suspicion, speculating in various ways, and looked at each other spontaneously:

"Could it be that he is destined to be the master of the Human Daoist Lineage?"

All six wore serious expressions, slightly lost in thought.

Meanwhile, in the distance, many great cultivators who had been pursuing from Maoshan were all deeply shocked at this moment.

"Purple Qi from the East, within Daoism, seems to be an extremely sacred phenomenon, right?"

"It appears that even when Zhang Daoling, the patriarch of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, ascended, such a spectacle didn't occur!"

"Who exactly is this Observatory Master Qingfeng? Could it really be, as many speculate, that he's the reincarnation of a great sage in Daoism?"

"Speaking of which, isn't he about to ascend now?"

Someone was both shocked and thrilled, their eyes filled with excitement.

It's been six hundred years since Master Zhang of Wudang ascended, and no one has achieved ascension since.

To witness such a grand scene today would make their life-threatening journey worthwhile.

But soon, an ancient presence shook its head.

"It's not an ascension."

"An ascendant would have to undergo the Immortal Tribulation!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

...

At that moment, the citizens in the city below were all kneeling toward Lin Heng.

They didn't understand the matters of cultivation; they only saw the Daoist surrounded by an Immortal Aura, with rolling Purple Qi coming from the eastern sky.

Their hearts already filled with reverence, they naturally held Lin Heng in even higher esteem, akin to divinity.

This also caused the subtitle of increased renown to drift through Lin Heng's mind after such a long absence.

Of course, at this moment, he was completely immersed in enlightenment.

He had no time to attend to other affairs.

Accompanied by Lin Heng's chanting, the Purple Qi coming from the east was all absorbed into his body.

His flesh and Divine Soul continued to ascend.

Gradually, the great fortune of the Daoist sect was born within Lin Heng.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully breaking through to the Celestial Human Realm!]

[Congratulations to the host for successfully breaking through to the Celestial Human Second Layer!]

[Congratulations to the host for successfully breaking through to the Celestial Human Third Layer!]

[Congratulations to the host for successfully breaking through to the Celestial Human Fourth Layer!]

Lin Heng finally exhaled a breath of impure energy.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, in the depths of his eyes, there was a faint moment of everything being reborn, the cycle of day and night.

Lin Heng silently surveyed his surroundings, his gaze sweeping over each person.

For some reason, he saw things he couldn't initially see.

That was fortune!

On everyone, there was a faint fortune.

Lin Heng closed his eyes to feel himself.

He suddenly discovered he already possessed Celestial Great Fortune.

Even if the six patriarchs of Maoshan, the cultivators cautiously observing from afar, and the citizens in the city kneeling towards him all came together, they still couldn't compare to him!

"It's truly incredible..."

Lin Heng couldn't help but marvel at the wonder.

The astonishing change brought by this ascension to Celestial Human was something he had never anticipated before.

"Slaying the Corpse Fiend was not enough to make me break through to this extent!"

"It's those Purple Qi..."

"Purple Qi from the East, fortune blessing me!"

Having sorted this out, Lin Heng felt an inner joy.

Though he was not yet fully certain of the benefits fortune would bring him, he was sure his physical and Divine Soul's strength far exceeded the level expected of this realm!

Even without exaggerating, even without Immortal Technique and Immortal Soldiers, Lin Heng could use his fists to smash the Corpse Fiend's body that stands proudly over the world!

"Lin… Fellow Daoist Lin!"

The six Maoshan authorities approached, suddenly unsure of how to address this young Daoist, a tone of respect naturally emerged.

"Congratulations!"

After exchanging glances, the six simultaneously extended their congratulations to Lin Heng, bowing with clasped hands.

Lin Heng was taken aback, quickly returned the gesture, saying, "Predecessors, please don't be so formal."

"No, in cultivation, the adept takes priority; it's only right."

The six were somewhat resolute, in their hearts already acknowledging this before them as the master of the Human Daoist Lineage.

Lin Heng felt somewhat helpless, his gaze drifting towards the direction Jigong left, pondering as he spoke to the six:

"I still have some questions I want to seek advice from Living Buddha Jigong."

"I must go ahead now, I hope the predecessors will forgive me."

"No problem, no problem, Fellow Daoist Lin, please go as you wish," the six responded in unison.

Lin Heng no longer extended formalities, offered his farewells, then transformed into a stream of light, soaring over the city, off to seek Monk Jigong.

But unexpectedly, as he reached the skies above the city, the citizens below suddenly shouted. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Daoist! Daoist! Wait!"

Lin Heng halted his steps, looking down with slight confusion.

Soon someone pleaded earnestly, "In these chaotic times, we are powerless to defend ourselves. Is the seal on White Cliff Mountain lifted, can we go there to seek your protection?"

Lin Heng was stunned, after contemplating for a moment, he spoke loudly:

"All of you are citizens of the Empire, in these troubled times, you should follow the Empire's arrangements."

"As for myself..."

"Now, with demons rising everywhere, I have too many enemies, White Cliff Mountain is no longer a place of purity, and not a place of protection."

"Therefore..."

The remaining words went unsaid.

The citizens heard this, faces showing disappointment, but no one insisted further.

Over the years, Daoism has declined.

They had never contributed to the Daoist sects, and at times even slandered Daoism.

Yet this Daoist never minded worldly words, repeatedly descending the mountain to slay demons.

It could be said, he showed ultimate benevolence and righteousness…

Today's refusal was within reason.

"However..."

Lin Heng suddenly spoke again, all eyes instantly gathered.

He said solemnly, "Soon, I will personally go to the Empire, no matter what, I will ensure everyone a place of shelter and protection."

"If anyone in position does not fulfill their duties..."

Lin Heng paused, a coldness in his eyes, suddenly a thunderous roar arose.

A resounding promise echoed through the city.

"If anyone in position does not fulfill their duties, I do not mind if Heaven and Earth are overturned!"

As the words fell.

Lin Heng disappeared.

Millions of citizens looked at each other, then collectively knelt in the direction where Lin Heng had vanished.

The six great authorities of Maoshan were momentarily baffled, then exchanged smiles and murmured in admiration:

"It must be him, the master of the Human Daoist Lineage!"

Daoism, famous for its secluded cultivation, never competing for fame or gain.

But that doesn't mean Daoism lacks temper.

Why has the Imperial Dynasty always dared to elevate the Buddhist Sect, yet not let Daoism become too prosperous?

There's only one reason.

That is when the common people cannot eat or survive.

Daoism, truly, becomes wrathful!