Daoist Arts II

"Oh?" Lu Sheng's heart leapt with joy. He had not expected that a casual attempt would truly let him touch upon the path of Dao arts.

He quickly asked again, "Where is your master now, priest? Could you have him teach this heir daoist arts as well?"

His question was blunt, leaving Wuyou Zi helpless inside.

The sect he had been born into was a remote minor sect called Pure Crane Dao. Legend had it that its founding patriarch had come from the Unfixed Church and learned the skill of raising immortal cranes.

Later, he fled amid unrest. Since the skills he had learned were not considered refined, and he lacked any fundamental Dao arts for nourishing life and extending longevity, he had no choice but to cast aside all dignity and descend into the mortal world, living freely off high officials and nobles for several decades.

After his death, his two disciples respectively established Seeking Immortal Dao and Qunhe Sect. Yet both steadily declined.

Two hundred years later, the Sect Leader of this generation carried forward the art of crane-raising. Then, after finding who knew where a set of breathing and life-nourishing techniques, he simply founded the sect known as Pure Crane Dao.

It was called a sect, but in truth, it was not recognized by the true Dao sects. It was merely an ordinary miscellaneous Dao school, swaying in the wind and rain.

It was under such circumstances that Wuyou Zi entered Pure Crane Dao, learned some basic breathing techniques, and came out to swindle people.

Yet what he had not expected was that, even with only a tiny grasp of breathing techniques, he could live remarkably well in the mortal world.

And now, this young prince of Moon King Manor had actually summoned him of his own