Daoist cultivation arts also had many taboos, and these taboos had become the many rules and precepts of Daoism.
A Shadow Paper Doll silently concealed itself in the shadows, its body already infused with Calamity Qi.
But it did not dare approach carelessly. The spiritual perception of a Divine Soul Realm expert was terrifying.
As long as the Shadow Paper Doll lay dormant, they would be unable to detect it.
But once it made any drastic movement, it might trigger their instinctive vigilance.
The Shadow Paper Doll's greatest trait was concealment. When hidden, it was like some immutable principle—impossible to discover, no matter what.
Once it moved, however, subtle changes would arise.
The Shadow Paper Doll lurked by the doorway, quietly waiting for its target to pass by.
Having cultivated to the Spirit Consciousness Realm, Li Qing knew full well that ordinary cultivators would never casually extend their spirit consciousness.
For anomalous phenomena that existed everywhere could descend at any moment, contaminating a cultivator's mind through their spirit consciousness.
The more powerful a cultivator was, the more often they would live like an ordinary person.
All for the sake of avoiding Aberrant Contamination!
Li Qing waited quietly, in no hurry.
Time swiftly passed, and before long, it was midnight.
The speed at which Guiyuan Daoist recited his scriptures grew faster and faster, like some kind of Buddhist chant.
The Shadow Paper Doll observed in silence and soon noticed something unusual.
Guiyuan Daoist's hair moved despite the absence of wind, and under the lamplight, countless additional shadows appeared in the room.
These shadows seemed to be cast by his hair.
A closer look revealed that these shadows writhed strangely like snakes.
His hair drifted gently, looking perfectly natural and ethereal.
Yet the shadows cast by that hair were so bizarre.
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