Chapter 34: The Arrival of the Taoist Immortal
Zhang Huaiyi stood there in a daze, then gripped the microphone with all his might, yelling until veins popped in his neck and his face flushed red:
"Qiao Yuan, wake up, wake up!!"
"Aren't you the one who firmly believes that the Daoxian is wrong? No matter how you practice, the Daoxian can't assimilate you?"
"That's right... you are no longer yourself. The moment the golden light flashed, you were no longer you, right? You have been assimilated. You are no longer yourself!!"
"Speak! Where is Qiao Yuan? Where is Qiao Yuan?!"
Qiao Yuan wiped his tears, pursed his lips, and looked at Zhang Huaiyi coldly.
"Zhang Huaiyi!"
"I am Qiao Yuan. Isn't it clear from the surveillance video? I am Qiao Yuan. I am sitting here and nothing has changed."
"It's just that I was wrong, we were all wrong."
"Zhang Huaiyi, thanks to this training, I have taken this first step and can rise to the top with the help of Daoxian."
"It turns out Director Liu was right... Only by experiencing life can one know the truth. This is the evolution of mankind, and it is a gift from the Taoist immortals."
Qiao Yuan looked into the distance with longing and yearning, then looked at Zhang Huaiyi with advice in his eyes.
"Zhang Huaiyi , I know from my experience that these things are hard to explain. I hope you can practice as soon as possible, and I won't say more to you."
"But in time, you will also feel the presence of the Taoist Immortal."
"The Taoist Immortal is above."
Zhang Huaiyi pulled off the surveillance camera. He was panting, his eyes were dull, and there was only one thought in his mind:
He is not Qiao Yuan.
Zhang Huaiyi woke up and sniffed. His hair was a little messy, and his clothes were dislocated because of the struggle just now. He didn't have time to tidy up. He pulled out the surveillance video tape and muttered:
"No, no..."
"Sun Che's mother was right. Those who cultivate into Daoist immortals will be replaced. Qiao Yuan's experience is enough to prove this point. He was such a determined person, but he was influenced by a flash of golden light. It's impossible to change a person's personality in an instant... He must have been replaced."
"It must be like this , it must be like this..."
Zhang Huaiyi was holding the surveillance videotape, his body shaking violently. The tape almost fell out of his hand several times, and he staggered to catch it. He bumped into the coffee table and shoe cabinet, staggered towards the door, picked up two completely different shoes, stuffed them on his feet, and walked out of the room with a blind look in his eyes.
His voice echoed in the corridor. People around him looked at his crazy appearance and didn't even dare to walk into the same elevator. He frantically pressed the button for the first floor, and the elevator moved. He held the videotape and couldn't help trembling.
"No, no..."
The voice echoed in the elevator over and over again. In his mind, there were only the words "Resist the Taoist Immortal" and the last sentence: "The Taoist Immortal is above."
He could tell them apart. Although Qiao Yuan was still the same, his appearance, his behavior, and even his knight-like eyes had not changed, but in just a moment, Zhang Huaiyi clearly felt the pain of Sun Che's mother. They were different!
He now has sufficient evidence. He is going to go to the agency and tell Mayor Zhao. He is going to make the entire videotape public to the entire Upper City and tell everyone that the Taoist immortal is a monster and that his so-called cultivation is just replacing people.
We were all wrong, we were all right, we were all wrong, we were all right...
I finally figured it out!
Zhang Huaiyi rushed to the street. He ran and shouted. He returned to the familiar, largest intersection. He was panting and wanted to tell the whole world.
But when he got here, Zhang Huaiyi opened his mouth and his eyes were stunned.
What is this doing?
Zhang Huaiyi's throat was surging and his body began to tremble unconsciously. He rubbed his shoulders, but goose bumps still appeared layer by layer.
He stopped in the road—
At the crossroads, 90 % of the people were kneeling on the ground, young or old, male or female, densely packed and neatly arranged. They put their hands together and collectively looked up at the sky. Their eyes were filled with extreme piety and their bodies were trembling with excitement. The remaining 10% of the people, like Zhang Huaiyi, stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.
What are they...doing?
Wake up, everyone wake up!
What you believe in is not immortality at all!
Zhang Huaiyi moved. He shuttled through the crowd, shaking his body and shouting to the people who were addicted, hoping to wake them up. But everyone was indifferent to his behavior. They all looked up at the sky with calm expressions. He was like a ghost that was pulled out, wandering in this world that did not belong to him. He tiredly followed everyone and looked up at the sky.
What's in the sky?
A faint murmur sounded in the air, and Fan Za's whispers echoed in his ears. Zhang Huaiyi was stunned. He spread out his hands, and bits of golden light fell on his hands. He raised his head again, and a light golden rain fell from the sky.
In the sky, a faint golden light replaced the sun's rays. Zhang Huaiyi wanted to block it, but found that it was unnecessary. The light was dazzling but not glaring, warm but not scorching. It was like soaking in warm soup, free and unrestrained.
A huge golden Buddha statue appeared on the horizon, replacing the sun. He was dull at first, and then turned kind. He waved his huge hands gently, stirring up golden light. Looking at everyone, his calm face finally showed a smile, his eyes were relieved and regretful.
"The Taoist Immortal is born, the Taoist Immortal is born!"
People all over the mountains were cheering. They were united and had become the most loyal believers. This scene was not only seen by the Taoist believers, but also by those who were hesitant and in a dilemma.
The cultivation level is rising, the body is getting stronger, the believers are making progress, and the Taoist immortals are blessing!
The next moment, the Buddha statue disappeared in an instant, but the joy it left behind made the people present excited. They were either crying or happy, and they bowed devoutly to the Taoist immortal again, looking forward to his return.
Seeing this miracle, those who had not yet worshipped were shaken. They either sighed, or knelt down, or stared blankly at the endless sky, unable to speak for a long time.
“Pah.”
The videotape in Zhang Huaiyi's hand fell to the ground. He didn't know if it was broken, but he didn't care anymore. He squatted on the ground, covering his face, tears streaming through his fingers. He sobbed and collapsed.
Qiao Yuan, was the last thing you said true or false?
He doesn't know, he really doesn't know.
Did he change his heart after seeing such a miraculous scene, or is he no longer himself?
Is there really a God in this world?
"Qiao Yuan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"I don't know what's real and what's fake anymore."
"I really want to stop this. "
"But I can't tell the difference... I really can't tell the difference!"
