Zhong Yuan Wu Bai

What is a Daoist Master? One that is imageless in ten directions and vanishes in the six paths; unrestrained by the three realms and the five elements.                                                                                                                                           
After a day at the clinic, Dr. Li Feng met with an accident on his way home. When he regained consciousness, Li Feng found himself in the body of a weak teenage boy who was born out of wedlock, Shen Lian. Who was the father? The mother would not tell. A scripture he found among his mother’s remnants was the only thing he knew about his father.                                                                                                    
The mother came from a wealthy and well known family. When Shen Lian was recalled back to the Shen family, he was entitled for part of the grandfather’s inheritance and businesses. Despite the grand value, Shen Lian did not take a cent with him when he decided to leave the family. Why would he leave this comfortable life behind?                                      
His journey with this new identity brought him into this new world as he travelled between realms in search of knowledge to improve his Daoist skills. As he conquered trial after trial, would he become the chosen one? Will he succeed in becoming the Daoist Master? Only time will tell.

Daoist Master of Qing Xuan

When Fang Yanying struck, a thought appeared in her head. She thought that it was impossible for her to have such a strike anymore in her remaining life, that was the one and only chance.

Because she actually contributed very little to this sword.

She could form this star-like dazzling strike was all credited to the training she gain from her uncle-master in this entire journey and her understanding of the sword's breathing. And of course, the fact that her uncle-master allowed her to take this magical sword along.

If there was no Five Elements Magical Sword and no accumulated experience in this journey, there would definitely no such strike.

She felt as though her entire body was being hollowed out, as though she was floating. She had no energy. On the other hand, sword gleam of the strike was as though it had detached from the universe, escaped from the gravity, ethereal without a trace like an imagination.

Reborn / Death