Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
All the cultivators who have visited the Infatuation Daoist Temple would be filled with vicissitudes of emotion.
Because no one would expect that this world-renowned daoist temple could be so ordinary and commonplace.
Infatuation Daoist Temple was very small, because the mountain it sat on is not large to begin with.
But, it was a little too small.
Not only is the temple small, but it could even be described as simple and crude.
It was so crude that no one could imagine that this is was the Infatuation Daoist Temple.
The holiest place in Daoism was just a rundown temple deep in the mountains?
The daoists who live here would not think so.
Because within that simple and crude daoist temple, there were the most daoist scriptures and the most daoist techniques of the present era. Of course, there were also the best teachers.
Since that was the case, cultivating here would be the best thing in the world. If something is already so good, why wish for more?
Moreover, what was the use of those splendid grand halls? What was the use of those exquisite daoist robes?
Could one's cultivation improve a lot by staying in those magnificent grant halls? Could wearing those exquisite daoist robes speed up one's cultivation speed?
If that were true, the imperial city in the Divine Capital would probably be packed with cultivators.
The Infatuation Daoist Temple was a special place, but strangely enough, it was not special at all.
This was a very strange thing.
What was strangers was actually not this.
It was that person.
That Temple Master of the Infatuation Daoist Temple.
He was a very strange man.
The academy's Dean was a very strange man. Many people did not consider the Dean to be much of a scholar. However, if they had seen that Temple Master, they would have thought him the least like a daoist in the whole world.
He disliked wearing daoist robes and also disliked going to that building to study daoist texts. Instead, he spent his days on the mountain admiring the scenery. When he encountered daoists in the t
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