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Chapter 110 Goodbye Chang Miao
"Grandmaster has agreed to meet you. Come with me." A young Taoist boy in a simple Taoist robe looked up and down at the tall and handsome foreigner in front of him, muttering as he walked in.

"I really don't know what kind of magic you have. What kind of magic potion did you give the old ancestor? With just three words, you made the old ancestor come out of seclusion to see you. I have been in the mountains for so many years and I have never seen the old ancestor come out of seclusion for anyone."

This white man is naturally Li Ming in this life. After handling some affairs at Huadu University, Li Ming immediately took leave and rushed to Hejia Town. Of course, this place is no longer called Hejia Town.

Henglong Mountain is still quiet and peaceful. The charity cemetery on the mountain has been converted into a Taoist temple and has been expanded a lot.

Li Ming didn't take the Taoist boy's words to heart and just smiled.

The two walked through two gates and saw a pine tree planted in front of the Yangxin Palace. It was so lush and green that it was probably so big that it would take two people to hug it. Li Ming was slightly stunned when he saw this.

"Let's go, what are you standing there for?" the Taoist boy urged.

Li Ming came to his senses, nodded, and then walked into the hall.

At this moment, there was a figure standing with his hands behind his back in the Yangxin Palace. Li Ming saw that he had a head full of white hair, but his body was not hunched, but very straight, like a green pine standing in front of the door.

"Bai Yu, go down. I want to talk to this guest who has come from afar." An old voice came.

The Taoist boy responded, then turned around and left obediently, closing the door of the Yangxin Palace behind him.

"Junior Brother Chang Miao, how are you?" Li Ming said with a smile, his eyes shining.

The old man shook his body and turned his head very slowly, followed by his torso, and only then did his true appearance appear in front of Li Ming.

The old Taoist had a handsome face and a thin body. He was dressed in a simple Taoist robe and a square scarf on his head with a wooden hairpin carved from a pine branch inserted across it. His face was rosy and he didn't look old at all. He really lived up to the saying that he had white hair and a youthful face, and the demeanor of an immortal.

His appearance alone was not even half as good as Bai Hongzi's back then, but at this moment, his calm state of mind that he had maintained for more than a decade could no longer be maintained in the face of this sentence from his junior brother.

Looking at that completely unfamiliar face, Chang Qing couldn't believe it, but he wanted to believe it so much.

"Who are you? How do you know all this?" Chang Miao spoke slowly, but his slightly trembling body could not hide the excitement in his heart.

Li Mingze laughed and said, "Do you really want me to tell you all about the time we learned martial arts at the Henglong Mountain Charity House, the battles against demons at Hejia Town, the Prince's Mansion outsmarting the Prince, the teachings and scriptures at Guanyin Temple, the enlightenment of the horse bandits at Juyi Mountain, and the victory over the Japanese pirates at Foling Village? Then wouldn't my suicide note have been in vain?"

With every word Li Ming said, Chang Miao's faith was shaken a little. When Li Ming finished speaking, Chang Miao did not cry, but tears moistened his eyes. In the blur, the smile of the foreign young man in front of him overlapped with the figure in his memory.

"Brother? Is it really you?"

"Who else could it be but me?" Li Ming smiled, his words full of emotion.

"Come on, tell me what happened in these years?" Chang Miao shook his head, wiped away his tears, and asked suspiciously: "Brother, are you really reincarnated and living a second life?"

"Well, that's not the case. My cultivation is not high enough, so I will die. It's just that I have a strong premonition that I still have one chance, so I made some arrangements." Li Ming said half-truthfully.

"After all, to reincarnate the soul, one must at least reach the realm of ghost immortals. Otherwise, death is the end of everything. The soul has lost its vitality and there is no possibility of reincarnation. You also know that I was lucky enough to break through the exorcism when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was declining. Moreover, I was injured many times for Shaohua later, so it was good enough that I didn't regress. Moreover, I burned my soul to break through the barrier, so it was impossible for me to break through the mysterious barrier and take another step."

"Then senior brother, how did you do it?" Chang Miao asked again.

Li Mingze smiled and said, "Shall we just stand and talk?"

Chang Miao then smiled and said, "It was my negligence. Brother, please come with me. It's a pity that I buried your ashes in Yuhua Mountain. Otherwise, I could take you there to pay your respects to yourself."

Li Ming pointed at Chang Miao and said with a smile: "Don't give me that. I held your hand and told you that I wanted to be buried under the pine trees on Henglong Mountain. How dare you disobey me?"

At this point, Chang Miao finally put aside his doubts, took Li Ming inside, sat down at a tea table in the yard, and personally brewed a pot of tea.

"Eh, my Taoist skills haven't improved much, but my tea-making skills have improved a lot." Li Ming took a sip and nodded with satisfaction.

Chang Miaoze said: "Not necessarily, it's just that this tea is good tea, no matter how you brew it, it will be good."

Li Ming took another sip, put down the teacup in his hand and said, "After I died that day, my consciousness was in a daze. I don't know how long I was floating around. When I regained consciousness, I had turned into a baby, and..."

Li Ming said helplessly, "And I've become a foreigner. I've waited a long time for this opportunity to come back. Okay, let's not talk about me for now. Let's talk about your side. How is the situation?"

Chang Miao pondered for a moment, took a sip of tea, and said while holding the teacup: "Brother, you left suddenly. Fortunately, you left two suicide notes to plan your affairs. I will naturally make all the arrangements for Yuhua Mountain. After all, the spiritual energy has disappeared. However, the ability of self-cultivation to strengthen the body is still there, and some of the Qi-inducing methods are still effective. You haven't completely become a charlatan."

"As for Shaohua," Chang Miao sighed and said, "Alas, when you're in that position, you often have no choice. The strategy you left behind is certainly good, but when it comes to implementation, there are still some gaps. I'm upset that those people pretended to obey but actually disobeyed. I've talked to Shaohua several times, but... Hahahaha."

At this point, Chang Miao laughed self-deprecatingly: "Brother, I am no match for you. I am not as capable as you, nor am I as perceptive as you. I don't have a clear vision, and I don't have any sense of the overall situation. I seem to only complain endlessly. After a long time, I felt bored, so I resigned and returned to the mountain, shutting myself in, letting them toss around. Sure enough, a major incident occurred within a few years. Fortunately, I turned back in time, but I also missed out on seven or eight years of development."

Li Ming naturally knew what he was talking about, so he nodded and asked, "Shaohua also went there at that time. I wonder what he felt when he left."

Chang Miao laughed and talked about another thing.

"Brother, according to your will, I have borrowed the power of the new dynasty to break prejudice and eliminate ignorance. I have also collected many classics from major sects. I now have two copies, one is here, and the other is left at the ancestral temple of Yuhua Mountain. After all, with the disappearance of spiritual energy, these classics are no different from waste paper. However, I must say that I spent a lot of effort collecting them."

Li Ming's eyes lit up. Looking at the white-haired old man in front of him who was waiting for his praise, he suddenly felt a sense of time and space confusion, as if he was still young, just like he was back then.

(End of this chapter)