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 garden was quiet and empty, the moon hung high in the sky.

Yanxu appeared out of thin air in an area with a small bridge and flowing water. He stood alone at the end of the bridge. His sleeves fluttered in the wind. Not far away, Fairy Tianmeng was holding a sword and staring at him with mixed emotions - her gaze was vicious and loving at the same time.

This was inside of Tai Su Chamber, the base of Fairy Tianmeng. The Three Elders of Taisu were at the mountain right behind the chamber. Though, Yanxu was not worried about being discovered by the Three Elders of Taisu at all.

He stared at the flowing water and the reflection of the moon. The shape of the moon was constantly shifting as the water flowed, as though there were tens of thousands of mirrors, and within each, a different sight could be seen.

Flood Dragon