Orluros
Stories
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751
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1.7 M
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Reading
5 d, 23 h
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The young Daoist performed the one and only divine ability personally imparted to him by his teacher. His voice was clear and bright, subtly resonating with the world around him. Meanwhile, the Medicine Master Glazed Light Tathāgata relinquished all resistance, suppressing his own Buddha nature, allowing this incantation to fall upon him. He merely lowered his gaze. The path had already gone astray. The farther one walked, the deeper the mistake became. Would it not be better to turn back? It’s…-
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Old Yellow Ox’s mind momentarily stopped working. He was just a hair's breadth away from having a dazed and bewildered expression appear on his face. Fortunately, he had roamed across the mortal realm, the demon world, the Buddhist sects, and the Daoist sects, gaining a wealth of experience. Moreover, his old, leathery hide had endured countless trials, tempered by wind and rain alike. So while his heart was muddled at this moment, his face barely managed to hold its composure, keeping his expression in…
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The young Daoist gazed at the scroll but did not immediately give a definitive answer. He merely said: "Whether one can understand it or not—only upon reading it will that be known." Yun Qin nodded, thought for a moment, then unfurled the scroll and placed it upon the mirror. In the past, the was sufficient to transmit all things without causing their reflections to appear reversed within the mirror. But this time, things were different—Qi Wuhuo saw that nothing at all was reflected on the…
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Such an imposing display of heroism stunned all the members of the Mingzhen Dao Alliance into silence. Yet when the elder caught sight of that jade-green thumb ring, he seemed to realize something. He received it with both hands, examined the hidden patterns etched within, and only then said, “So that’s how it is. I understand now.” He returned the thumb ring to the young girl dressed in azure robes and wearing a white fox mask, his manner now exceedingly courteous. The girl’s eyes shimmered with…
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The voice of that black-robed Daoist, reflected within his soul, still echoed in his ears. The young Daoist's fingers twitched slightly as he unfolded the scroll once more. It was still the first page, still the same characters. Those characters still carried a spiritual essence, and the moment Qi Wuhuo laid eyes on them, they reflected into his vision, transforming into the image of that black-robed Daoist. As before, he lay there lazily, reclining at an angle. As his eyes opened, he was just about to…
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Qi Wuhuo once again performed the Xuantan technique, delivering the scroll containing his personally written reply to the Old Yellow Ox at Ox Constellation. The Old Yellow Ox caught the scroll in one grasp but did not open it. Instead, he merely glanced at the words on the title page and chuckled, sighing: "Both sides address each other as Dao Sovereign, yet neither uses their true name. This reminds me of the years when I called myself the Great Sage Golden Ox. It was merely a private jest, yet when…
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That Cui Shaoqing saw the young county prince’s expression of ‘confusion’ and couldn’t help but lift the hem of his robe, feigning a light kick at him. With a laugh and a curse, he said: “Are you truly unable to remember, or do you simply dislike that your elder sister always brings up her friend from that dream, so you’re putting on this act? I know full well—the reason you left the palace a little later than usual was because you had someone in charge of scholars’ records investigate that…
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Earlier, they had been watching the standoff between the gray-robed monk and the fortune teller, but in the blink of an eye, the situation changed drastically. Whether it was the monk’s words that had struck a nerve or some other reason that enraged the crowd, many people furiously flung the medicinal decoctions in their hands at him. Mingxin was momentarily stunned before he practically leaped up from the bricks, spreading his arms wide to block them, shouting: “Ah! This—Everyone, please calm…
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The little peacock seemed to have slept too well, too comfortably. Only after waking up did it realize that it was stuffed inside this small hidden pouch. As a young creature, it was brimming with spirit and full of energy, unable to stay put obediently. It wriggled against Qi Wuhuo’s hand in the cramped space, prompting the young Daoist to untie the pouch and lift it into his palm. “You're awake?” The peacock responded with an unpleasant and raucous cry. Standing in the young Daoist’s palm, it…
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As the voice fell, there was no response. The young Junwang cautiously stepped forward. The room was quiet and simple, furnished with only a bed, a table, a qin, and a bookshelf. Scattered across the floor were fragments of old texts. A young maiden, around sixteen or seventeen years of age, was seated there. Dressed in fine silk, her brows were clear and refined, her eyes large and gentle, with pupils especially dark and luminous. She held a chess piece between her fingers, studying an unfinished game.…
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