Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

"Lao Jun said that he has reached an agreement with Taoist Qingwei that he will not protect you in the short term in exchange for Taoist Qingwei not being able to take action against you personally."

"If he breaks the contract first, with Taoist Qingwei's temperament, he will definitely find an opportunity to attack you, and you will definitely die by then."

"That's why it's inconvenient for him to let you enter Tushita Palace to practice enlightenment."

Jin Jiao stood in front of Zhao Xuan and said with regret.

Zhao Xuan didn't have many complaints.

According to what Taishang Laojun said, this is thinking for him.

Who asked him to show off to a shameless Taoist?
Once Taoist Master Qingwei makes up his mind to kill him, let alone just understand one "little way", even if he understands ten or eight "big ways", as long as he fails to achieve good fortune for one day, he will eventually die.

Doumu Yuanjun smiled broadly: "Since you can't go to Tushita Palace, then go to my mansion. Although Senior Sister's place is not as good as Tushita Palace, it is still a superior place for cultivation."

She looked at Jinjiao with great pride, as if to say: Junior brother, don’t you have to come with me?

Jinjiao smiled calmly and said slowly: "Laojun said, no."

Doumu Yuanjun felt bad: "What's wrong?"

Jin Jiao said seriously: "Laojun said that since Brother Zhao Xuan is a mountain god, he should be stationed at Jiuyun Mountain. How can he leave his post without authorization and go to heaven to practice in seclusion at Yuanjun's mansion?"

"It should be noted that Yuanjun's residence is not the Tushita Palace. No one dares to investigate or take care of it. At least the immortals and gods of Chanjiao will keep an eye on it."

"How will it end if the teaching is used as an excuse? Don't think that just because the Jade Emperor is in seclusion, he can blatantly violate the rules of heaven. The rules of heaven cannot be violated."

He said it very directly, Doumu Yuanjun is not Taishang Laojun, and he cannot protect Zhao Xuan.

However, Doumu Yuanjun suspected that Jin Jiao was causing trouble. Hearing this, he said angrily: "If you don't let your junior brother practice in Tushita Palace, and you won't let him go to my retreat, what do you want, uncle?"

"Did you say something?"

Jinjiao raised his eyebrows and reprimanded mercilessly: "First of all, what does Laojun want to do, and what does it have to do with you?"

"Secondly, Pindao is not that capable and dares to stir up trouble in front of Laojun."

"In the end, Laojun just didn't let Brother Zhao Xuan go to your place to avoid being accused of not abiding by heaven's rules, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't care about it."

He looked at Zhao Xuan and asked, "What do brothers Zhao Xuan think?"

Zhao Xuan said without hesitation: "Listen to the Supreme Senior."

It doesn't matter how he looks at it, because it won't change anything.

The key lies in what Taishang Laojun thinks.

Since Taishang Laojun thinks it’s inappropriate, then he won’t do it.

If you are playing a weak character, you must learn to bow your head and obey.

Jin Jiao nodded with satisfaction: "Brother Zhao Xuan trusts Laojun without any reservation, and it is worthy of Laojun to give you an opportunity."

He immediately took out a gold-gilt invitation from his arms.

"This is an invitation from Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain. He has invited Laojun to Wuzhuang Temple many times as a guest to taste the ginseng fruit that bears fruit once every 10,000 years."

"The ginseng fruits are now ripe. Brother Zhao Xuan goes with the invitation and can enjoy two ginseng fruits."

"After eating, it's a good excuse to absorb the refined ginseng fruit and practice in retreat at Wuzhuang Temple. This way, you will be protected by powerful people and won't let others catch the pain."

Zhao Xuan took the invitation and grinned unconsciously.

He smiled and asked: "Brother Jinjiao, this ginseng fruit sounds unusual. What are the benefits of eating it?"

Jin Jiao looked at Dou Mu Yuanjun who had nothing to say provocatively?
"Ginseng fruit is a rare treasure in the world. Taking it has three major benefits."

"First, it prolongs life. Eating one can prolong life by one yuan. During this period, it is not affected by the five declines of heaven and man, but it is only effective for the first time."

"Second, if you take ginseng fruit, you have a chance to comprehend the Muxing Avenue. The more you eat, the higher the chance of achieving enlightenment."

"Third, for Brother Zhao Xuan, using a little energy from the ginseng fruit can make the golden elixir turn around."

After Jin Jiao finished explaining the benefits, Zhao Xuan couldn't stop the smile on his face.

But he had a question: "Where is the Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain? Will there be any danger from spirits here?" Doumu Yuanjun volunteered: "Senior sister knows where it is, I will send you there."

She glared back at Golden Horn.

No matter how many benefits you give, you can't erase the fact that I am his senior sister.

Jinjiao nodded slightly: "That's very good."

He urged: "The quantity of ginseng fruit is limited. Immortal Zhenyuan cannot always keep it for people he has never met. If Brother Zhao Xuan wants to go, I'm afraid he has to leave early."

"If you run out of ginseng fruit, you can only wait for the next ten thousand years."

Zhao Xuan immediately called to Dou Mu Yuanjun: "Senior sister, without further ado, let's set off."

He did not forget to invite: "Brothers Golden Horn, do you want to go together?"

Without saying a word, Doumu Yuanjun presented a carriage with twinkling stars.

Upon closer inspection, the carriage is actually an entity made of countless starlights.

"Junior brother, get in the car."

Doumu Yuanjun did not forget to introduce: "This Star Dou carriage was jointly built by the two brothers Gou Chen and Zi Wei. It is extremely fast and can reach Wanshou Mountain in less than a day."

Zhao Xuan turned his head and glanced at Jin Jiao.

Jin Jiao smiled and said: "Laojun will open the furnace to refine the elixir later. I am a poor boy who is watching the furnace. I can't separate myself. Let Yuanjun go with you."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Xuan's reply, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Xuan had no choice but to get on the carriage, carry the invitation, and follow Doumu Yuanjun to Wanshou Mountain.

Doumu Yuanjun was still humble.

This carriage made of condensed starlight ran wildly in the void.

It takes half a day to arrive at Wanshou Mountain from Luzhou, Beiju.

The sudden appearance of the carriage immediately alerted the Wuzhuang Temple of Wanshou Mountain.

A Taoist priest came to the carriage in the clouds and mist, and asked: "I dare to ask which Taoist friend came to this temple, and please tell me where you came from."

Zhao Xuan was confused about whose flag he should pull better.

Both Taishang Laojun and Taoist Yu Yu can do it.

Considering that the invitation was given by Taishang Laojun, he should be under the banner of Taishang Laojun.

He had just taken out the invitation and was about to hand it over to identify himself, when a Taoist priest in Qingyi hurried over and bowed his head: "A distinguished guest is coming to the door. I am sorry for the delay in welcoming you."

When the Taoist saw the Qingyi Taoist, he saluted respectfully: "I have met Taoist Master Qingfeng."

The person who came was none other than Qingfeng, the master of Wuzhuang Temple, the personal Taoist boy of Zhenyuan Immortal, and one of the principals of Wuzhuang Temple.

Qingfeng nodded slightly, with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand to indicate to Zhao Xuan: "I am a poor Taoist, Qingfeng, here at the order of the temple master. He has ordered someone to prepare tea. Please treat me, distinguished guest."

His meaning was very clear. Immortal Zhenyuan already knew that Zhao Xuan was coming, and it was Immortal Zhenyuan who told him to come and greet him.

Zhao Xuan nodded slightly: "Taoist Master Qingfeng, please lead the way."

Under the leadership of Qingfeng, Zhao Xuan entered Wanshou Mountain and saw a small Taoist temple standing under a big tree that stretched to the sky.

That big tree is obviously a ginseng fruit tree.

But if such rare treasures are not properly protected and instead placed outside the Taoist temple, aren't they afraid of being remembered?

Zhao Xuan patted his forehead.

No, he almost forgot that Immortal Zhenyuan may be a vegetarian, but he is definitely not a vegetarian.

(End of this chapter)