Eternal Taoist King Chapter 2

Before Song Ning's

voice had died away, the skies changed abruptly. The crimson clouds turned

dark, the lightning flashed and the thunder rumbled. A ghost dragon appeared

out of the dark clouds with its head as big as a mountain.

The ghost-dragon glowered

at Song Ning with a howl.

Howling!

The disciples were

shaken by the tremendous howling with blood oozing from the seven orifices of

their heads. Their ears rang and spots danced before their eyes, and they could

hardly sit down.

The old Taoist looked

at the situation grimly and raised his hands to hit forward.

The dragon rolled

its large eyeballs and its eyes finally fell on Song Ning.

"Immortal elder, why

did you hurt my disciples?" asked the old Taoist. While he produced a treasure

and cast a spell, a light film formed between him and the dragon. The film

helped the old man defend against attacks from the dragon.

The dragon snarled

angrily and opened its big mouth to bite, "Untouchables, go to hell!"

The light film

collapsed instantly under the attack of the dragon. The horrible dragon opened

its fierce-looking mouth so wide that it seemed to swallow the whole Taihe

Mountain. The old Taoist drew back and slapped himself across the top of his

head. A blood fog rushed out. He immediately became weak but he didn't stop

casting spells. A magic sign formed. The blood light turned into a

one-meter-long bloody sword and rushed to cut the ghost dragon.

The long bloody

sword bore through the dragon's head. The dragon howled, "Hand out him, I will

spare your lives."

The old Taoist was

pale and became weaker. The blood gushed out from his body and infused into the

sword. Although he was weak in body, he had a high spirit. "Such a poor Fa

Xiang, how dare you hurt my children? You will not take what you want! "

"Puff!" The long

bloody sword chopped down the dragon's head, and it exploded suddenly with some

force produced.

A fierce gale

sprang up and the whole Taihe Mountain was almost devastated.

The ghost dragon

dissipated and the dark clouds dispersed. The crimson clouds hung in the sky.

It seemed that nothing happened.

Song Ning got up

from the ground and looked at the ruins. His adoptive father stooped on the

ground like an aged man. Song Ning's eyes shone and he threw himself into his adoptive

father.

"Father!" Song

Ning wanted to hold the old Taoist up, but he dare not touch him. He was afraid

to cause his adoptive father any pain.

The old Taoist

looked at Song Ning kindly. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out.

"Father, you,

don't speak."

"Ning, what did

you dream about?" The old Taoist's voice became weaker.

"That dragon

killed a woman. She told me something before she died. She asked me to go to

Tianhe City and deliver a message. Her soul entered into my body ." Song Ning answered

quickly.

The old Taoist

breathed difficultly and his head trembled softly, "Leave…leave for Tianhe City

as soon as possible, the Fa Xiang of that dragon will formed again. I have

nothing for you…this…"

Before the old Taoist

even finished saying, his hands hung down and he died with a broken ancient

mirror in his hand which was a heritage to Song Ning.

Song Ning felt his

heart tighten and he kneeled down to make a kowtow to the old man.

The memories

flowed as freely as spring waters. He felt as if his heart was cut in many

pieces.

He was adopted by

the old Taoist when he was three years old. During the past thirteen years old,

he hadn't cultivated hard but lived like a freeloader. The old Taoist took him

as a biological child, however, …

"Father…father!"

Song Ning punched the rubbles, his fists bleeding.

"Senior brother,

senior sister, our adoptive father is gone! Our adoptive father is gone!" Song

Ning cried and tears blurred his eyes.

He cried for a

long time but no one answered. He looked around only to find that there was no

other living creature except himself on the top of Taihe Mountain.

Ah!

Song Ning cried

into the air. His sound echoed in the valley and scared the birds and beasts

within it.

The autumn wind

was soughing over the ruined Taihe Mountain summit. His hair blew with the wind

while his sorrow was never blew away.

One dream caused a

massacre to his school…