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

The monarch took a furtive glance of Shen Lian's unmeasurable wisdom and quiet down instead.

Those who had followed him for many years knew that the moment the monarch kept quiet was his scariest moment. The monarch now was the same as his ancestors who could measure the gain and losses like an accurate scale.

He spoke slowly, "The things you wanted, I can give it to you. As long as you can help me." The Golden Wheel King already had an insight into the nature of this matter. There was no one in this world who had no desire. As long as there was a desire, then there would be a loophole.

Shen Lian looked around his surrounding and quietly asked a question, "There are too many lost souls here. Do you sleep soundly every night?"

The Golden Wheel King's eyes became cold, like the giant python, he was boundless and domineering. He plainly asked, "I see living ones as ants, what more of the dead ones?"

Vajra Jiedi