He ​​who travels a hundred miles is half ninety.

Li Ping'an continued to use his spiritual sense to explore the road ahead. Instead of relaxing during the last few hundred miles, he became more cautious.

Until that familiar mountain forest came into view.

Li Ping'an stopped on the hill, looking across the lush valley at the small Taoist temple halfway up the mountain opposite, and was filled with emotion.

New rain falls on the empty mountains, and the white mist is hazy.

On that summer day five years ago, he relied on a hatchet, a hunting bow, and under the guidance of several woodcutters, drank from mountain springs, ate game, and went through hardships to find this Taoist temple.

It was here that he knocked on the two closed doors and found the 'turning point' of this life.

Li Ping'an has always been grateful to Taoist Master Chen Gongmin.

Looking at the clouds in the sky through the glass mirror in the palm of his hand, Li Pingan took out the disciple uniform he had prepared earlier, tied up the Taoist hoop, put on his cloth boots, inserted a bamboo hairpin through the Taoist hoop, and hung two green hairpins on the left and right.

Long belt.

Afterwards, Li Pingan groped his face with his hands for a while, and in front of Immortal Yunshang, he took off a mask as thin as a cicada's wings and restored his original face.

Li Ping'an thought in his mind:

'The nun pretending to be an old woman knows the art of transfiguration, which is a rare art.'

'If she is also a disciple of Wanyun Sect, you can ask where she learned the transformation technique if you have the opportunity in the future.'

His figure floated in the mountain wind, letting out a little bit of mana, which became his identity mark.

Taoist Master Chen Gongmin is already one hundred and twenty years old, and he still looks middle-aged. His cultivation has stopped at the Void Refining Realm. He is still far away from the Hezhen Realm, and his ascension to immortality is slim.

Daozhang Chen is an outer disciple of the Wanyun Sect stationed in the Mortal Immortal Dynasty. His main responsibility is to look after Wan'an City and its surrounding towns. If there are demons that do evil, those who can be defeated will be eliminated on the spot, and those who cannot be defeated will be reported to the gate.

Like Daozhang Chen, there are two to three thousand Qi refiners of Wanyun Sect stationed in various places in Linzhengxian Dynasty. Most of them are in the Realm of Void Refining and He Zhen, and most of them are in Dadu and the border.

In the border areas where conflicts often occurred between Linzheng Immortal Dynasty, Immortals from Wanyun Sect would also be stationed.

If there are no surprises, Daozhang Chen will practice here for the next few decades. If his cultivation can break through to the True Realm, he can go back to the sect to endure the qualifications. If there is someone to support him, he can become like Wei Yanzi.

Low-level deacon of the outer sect.

When he was watching Wei Yanzi's ascension to immortality, Li Ping'an had a question.

[Why is there no heavenly tribulation in this world? 】

After consulting a large number of classics, he discovered that there has been no such thing as a catastrophe in this world since ancient times.

The way of heaven is not revealed, and order arises by itself.

The way of heaven in this world refers to the 'way of heaven', rather than the 'reflection of the will of heaven and earth'. The so-called order is constructed by the living beings themselves.

This made Li Pingan a little helpless.

Whether you want to follow Master Tiandao or want to call God a thief, it is all nonsense.

After a while, the young disciples from Wanyun Sect arrived in front of the Taoist temple.

Li Ping'an collected his thoughts, lowered his head, straightened the outer skirt of his Taoist robe, smoothed the hair tie in front of him, and knocked on the wood door lightly.

Boom, boom!

He raised his chest and raised his head, intending to show off in front of Master Chen, and said jokingly in his heart:

'This is our homecoming in fine clothes.'

At this time, white mist appeared outside the Taoist temple.

A shallow light wall of the magic circle lights up, completely covering the courtyard. The formation gate is the viewing gate.

'How come Master Chen is so extravagant?'

Li Ping'an smiled at first, then became a little wary.

There are not many cultivation resources available to the qi cultivators stationed in the ordinary sect. In order to reduce the loss of spiritual stones, Taoist Master Chen usually only opens the formation here when he is in retreat.

Li Ping'an took two steps back and said loudly: "Disciple Ping'an, I was ordered to come here to deliver a message. Can my old friend be practicing?"

He used some magic power to ensure that his voice could be heard.

The walls of the Taoist temple shook two or three times and then closed.

Li Ping'an's heart suddenly became full of vigilance.

The moment the formation closed, he noticed a strange aura and Taoist charm. Although he was also from the Wanyun Sect, it was quite different from Taoist Master Chen's aura.

Li Pingan's right hand immediately grasped a homemade magic weapon the size of a date stone.

squeak——yo——

The door axis let out a sigh of relief.

A small head poked out from the door, with two pink hair buns quite conspicuous.

Double head?

The female cultivator who used transfiguration to pretend to be the old woman also had the same hairstyle.

The young female cultivator looked outside. When she saw Li Pingan, she blinked her big rippling eyes and whispered in her gentle voice:

"Who are you looking for? My master is out."

Li Ping'an frowned tightly, his expression a little cold.

Could it be that Daozhang Chen was plotted by this group of people?

When the female cultivator saw Li Ping'an at this moment, her Taoist heart was also a little ups and downs.

It's not that I was scared by what Li Ping'an said about cremation, but...

'Is this his true face? He's so handsome.'

Wen Ling'er opened the two wooden doors and continued to play the role of an innocent and harmless girl. The short skirt on her body did not reach the knees, and her pair of white jade legs had no extra decoration.

Her attire is slightly different from that of ordinary nuns. Her slim feet are wearing 'straw sandals' made of jade strips, with obvious thick heels.

Wen Ling'er's almond-shaped eyes were shining brightly, and she said softly: "Looking at your aura, are you also a disciple of Wanyun Sect?"

"I come from Wanyun Sect," Li Ping'an frowned, "Is Taoist Master Chen your master?"

"Yeah!"

"I have a close relationship with Taoist Master Chen. We have only been separated for three years. I never thought that Taoist Chen would have an additional disciple of the Ningguang Realm!"

Li Ping'an's eyes were a little bit menacing.

Wen Ling'er explained calmly:

"Don't misunderstand me, I only became a disciple in the past two years.

"Before, I had been practicing in Fangzhen on the coast of the East China Sea. I worked in the elixir shop of our Wanyun Sect. I had to practice the exercises in the outer sect. After decades of practice, I could only obtain this kind of Taoist fruit.

"I heard that my master had the chance to become an immortal, and he also practiced in the mountain gate. Therefore, I relied on many connections to become his disciple.

"As long as the master returns to the door, I can follow him back to the door and enter the immortal book...

"It's just for a future."

After saying this, Wen Ling'er lowered her slender eyebrows, her small body trembled slightly, and then lowered her head and sighed softly.

Li Ping'an's thoughts changed rapidly, and his expression gradually softened.

He said: "From what you say, this doesn't sound like forgery. Do you have any proof?"

"Of course there is."

Wen Ling'er took out a few things - a few pages of account books from the elixir shop in a certain town of Wanyun Sect, some empty jade bottles marked by Wan Yun Sect, and the identity jade plate of the elixir shop.

Li Ping'an decided to test the other party's reality, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He said: "It's true that I wrongly blamed fellow Taoist. I wonder where Mr. Chen has gone and when will he be able to return?"

Wen Ling'er hurriedly said: "Master received an urgent message a few days ago, saying that a group of evil cultivators are eyeing a spiritual mine nearby. There are thousands of mortals working in that spiritual mine, but only four qi refiners from the sect are stationed there.

, so I invite my master to come to my rescue... Let’s not talk here. If I let master know about it, he will scold me for being rude again. Please come in."

"Thank you."

Li Ping'an's spiritual sense had already explored the inside and outside of the Taoist temple several times. He cupped his hands and followed the woman into the temple gate.

The courtyard of the Taoist temple is clean and tidy, with bluestone paved ground dotted with moss. In the center of the courtyard is a seven-foot-square fish pond, with more than a dozen koi carps swimming leisurely under the lotus leaves.

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "This courtyard has not changed at all since I last came here."

Wen Ling'er quickly went to the side room to make tea.

Li Ping'an sat down on the stone chair in front of the door in a familiar manner and turned to stare at Wen Ling'er's back.

She is really not tall, but she is slim and cute, and her legs are in good proportion.

Li Ping'an suddenly asked: "Didn't Master Chen ever mention me to you?"

Wen Ling'er, who was handling the stone furnace, did not pause and said with a smile: "I have just become a master. Master rarely mentions his good friends to me. How should you call him?"

"Li Ping'an, like fellow Taoists, has not yet entered the outer sect."
To be continued...