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Chapter 81, Meeting Zhu Daochang
"Brother Yunsheng, Granny Luo is here and she also ordered three servings of Bitter Spirit Rejuvenating Noodles. Would it be convenient for you to continue making them for Granny Luo?"

Shui Lin'er walked from the living room into the kitchen and asked Mu Yunsheng, with a hint of coquettish request on her jade-like little face.

"If someone else were to say so, it would definitely be inconvenient for Brother Yunsheng, but since this is my little Lin'er, please let Senior Luo wait for a moment."

Mu Yunsheng said with a smile that he had already kneaded the bitter spirit recovery dough for Li Luohua and the others, and was in the process of activating his true essence and speeding up the process of waking up the dough.

"Well, Brother Yunsheng is the best." Shui Lin'er's crescent-shaped eyes curved up and were filled with smiles. She replied with a happy laugh and left the kitchen.

In the time that followed, from time to time, spiritual farmers who had exhausted their true essence and were in urgent need of healing the spiritual rice plants in their spiritual fields would come to Mu Yunsheng to eat the bitter spiritual recovery noodles.

Among them were some spirit field guards from various families in the Yuxu Spirit Field, but there were no descendants from Qingmu Temple and the Yun family who came to Mu Yunsheng to eat the bitter spirit recovery noodles to restore their depleted true essence.

Until the sky entered the evening hour, the orange sunset in the sky hung over the top of the mountain.

Hu Cairan, with a tired face and wearing a Taoist robe stained with mud, brought the disciples of Qingmu Temple to the wooden house where Mu Yunsheng lived.

The disciples of Qingmu Temple who followed her all looked exhausted, their clothes stained with mud, just like the rainy night when they first came to Mu Yunsheng to eat the bitter spirit recovery noodles.

The difference was that the Yun family members and Yun Fuhou were gone. In addition, although the children of Qingmu Temple all looked tired, many of them had relaxed and happy smiles on their faces.

"Fellow Shepherd!"

Hu Cairan forced a smile on her tired face and saluted Mu Yunsheng who came to greet them.

"Senior Hu, what happened to you? Where is Senior Yun?" Mu Yunsheng asked in return, looking at Hu Cairan with a puzzled expression.

"Fellow Daoist Yun..." Hu Cairan's eyes showed a trace of sadness as she whispered, looking at the disciples of Qingmu Temple beside her. She shook her head slightly and then said to Mu Yunsheng.

"I'll talk to Daoist Brother Mu about this later. Please prepare six portions of Grade C Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles and one portion of Grade B Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles for us."

"Okay, Senior Hu and fellow Taoists from Qingmu Temple, please wait a moment and move to the living room to rest for a while." Mu Yunsheng nodded and replied, preparing to lead Hu Cairan and the others to the living room of the wooden house.

"Chef Mu Ling, I also want a portion of Grade B Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles, not Grade C Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles. The mission of controlling the flooding of the Yuchen River is finally over."

"I want to taste this B-grade bitter spirit recovery noodle, too. How delicious it is."

A disciple from Qingmu Temple next to Hu Cairan suddenly spoke to Mu Yunsheng and called out with a smile.

His words seemed to trigger a chain reaction, and the remaining five disciples of Qingmu Temple also shouted to Mu Yunsheng with smiles.

"Chef Mu Ling, I also want a B-grade bitter spirit recovery noodle, not a C-grade bitter spirit recovery noodle."

"Chef Mu Ling, I want one too."

"Senior Sister, I want one too."

"Fellow Daoist Hu..." Mu Yunsheng turned to look at Hu Cairan with a questioning look in his eyes.

"You bunch of little rascals." Hu Cairan scolded with a smile. Seeing the disciples of Qingmu Temple who were about to eat the second-grade bitter spirit to restore their energy noodles, a smile bloomed on her tired face, and she continued with a smile.

"I, your uncle, don't have that many spirit stones. If you want to eat the second-grade bitter spirit recovery noodles, you have to pay for it yourself."

"It's just three low-grade spirit stones, Uncle Hu, don't worry, we can afford it. These are the contribution points we earned from controlling the floods in the Yuchen River."

"One day's supply is enough for us to eat Grade B Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles."

The six disciples of Qingmu Temple all laughed and said.

"Okay~" Hu Cairan nodded, then looked at Mu Yunsheng and said with a smile on her face.

"Fellow Daoist Mu, if that's the case, then let's replace them all with B-grade quality Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles. I wonder if that would be too much trouble for you."

"Nothing, please, Senior Hu. I'll go make you some B-grade quality bitter spirit recovery noodles right away."

Mu Yunsheng replied with a smile on his face, and led Hu Cairan and the others into the living room of the wooden house.

This is a deal worth twenty-one low-grade spirit stones. It's no big deal. Even though the true energy in his body has been greatly consumed today, he will make a bowl of bitter spirit recovery noodles for himself.

Seven portions of B-grade bitter spirit recovery noodles were made for Hu Cairan and the others.

More than half an hour later.

"Senior Sister, this B-grade bitter spirit recovery noodle is indeed much more delicious than the C-grade bitter spirit recovery noodle. It also restores true essence much faster and more effectively."

"I feel like I can now cast the Earthshattering Technique at least ten times continuously to open up the river."

"Haha~ Silly Junior Brother, how could you still think about working? But this B-grade bitter spirit recovery noodle is really effective. If I can get it every day in the future."

"I think I'll be able to master the Qingmu Locking Dragon spell soon."

"However, Senior Sister's contribution points have already been exchanged for time spent in the sect's spiritual land for cultivation, and elixirs to aid cultivation. So, she can only take this second-grade bitter spirit recovery noodle this time."

"Sister, I haven't used many of my contribution points yet. Don't worry, I'll buy you B-grade bitter spirit recovery noodles every day from now on."

"Help Senior Sister practice the Qingmu Locking Dragon spell!"

In the living room of the wooden house, disciples of Qingmu Temple were eating B-grade bitter spirit recovery noodles, all of them exclaiming in amazement with expressions on their faces.

They were either talking about how delicious the B-grade bitter spirit recovery noodles were, or marveling at its effectiveness in restoring true essence.

Outside the courtyard of the wooden house, Mu Yunsheng and Hu Cairan stood beside the Qingyun spiritual rice field.

"Fellow Daoist Mu, Fellow Daoist Yun has died a martyr."

Hu Cairan spoke softly, with sadness in her words. Looking at the lush green Qingyun spiritual rice plants growing vigorously in the spiritual field, she continued.

"Fellow Daoist Yun's daughter, Yun Xiaorou, colluded with the Qiandao Huzhou cultivator Tian Yaozi to massacre a village in the Liu family's mortal dynasty and killed Liu Zhiyong."

"This morning, the Liu family has captured all the Yun family cultivators. Fellow Daoist Yun Fuhou committed suicide as a martyr. They also informed me that after I finish the remaining tasks, I can take my disciples back to Qingmu Monastery."

"Today, I have brought my disciples to complete the remaining matters related to the flood control of the Yuchen River. After they have consumed the bitter spirit healing noodles from Fellow Daoist Mu, I will take them back to Qingmu Temple."

"Friend Mu, we'll meet again someday."

After saying that, Hu Cairan smiled, turned to look at Mu Yunsheng, and bowed to say goodbye.

"Senior Hu, take care on your journey. We'll meet again if the opportunity arises."

Mu Yunsheng returned the greeting and said that after listening to Hu Cairan's words, he looked at the Qingmu Temple disciples who were laughing and talking happily in the living room of the wooden house, and a trace of sadness arose in his heart.

His good fortune of selling bitter spirit recovery noodles and earning at least ten low-grade spirit stones every day was coming to an end.

...............

Five days later, on Yuqian River, the Xuanshou Sect was on a merchant ship heading to Qihefang City.

"Master, it's you. This jade-scaled black carp is no longer fresh. I'll go get you a freshly caught one."

Mu Yunsheng was sitting on the second floor of the merchant ship, looking at the surging river outside. A voice of surprise and excitement sounded from the side.

It was the servant named Han Ergou who had met Mu Yunsheng once.

"It turns out to be Brother Han. What a fate." Mu Yunsheng turned around and looked at him, a smile on his face, and said with a smile.

"Master, please wait a moment. I will get you a fresh jade-scaled black carp. It won't take long." Han Ergou's face flushed with excitement when he saw that Mu Yunsheng still remembered him, and he said happily.

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Mu Yunsheng to say anything, he hurriedly took the jade-scaled green fish and vegetables in his hand and ran quickly to the kitchen on the boat with fast and steady steps.

Obviously, he also has some impressive martial arts skills.

If there weren't any freshly caught jade-scaled herrings on the Xuanshoumen merchant ship at this time, Han Ergou would probably jump off the ship and catch them for Mu Yunsheng himself. Seeing this, Mu Yunsheng shook his head slightly, but the smile on his face couldn't help but grow even brighter.

"Master, I killed this jade-scaled black fish myself. I watched them cook it, and I guarantee it's fresh and delicious."

After a while, Han Ergou came up with another serving of cooked jade-scaled green fish and said to Mu Yunsheng.

"Thank you, Brother Han." Mu Yunsheng thanked him with a smile. Looking at the happy and excited smile on Han Ergou's face, which did not ask for any selfish return, he thought for a moment and continued with a smile.

"The last time I went back to Yuxu Spiritual Field, I didn't see Brother Han. I heard that he had taken a leave of absence to go home and get married. This grain of Qingyun Spiritual Rice is a gift for Brother Han."

As Mu Yunsheng spoke, he took out a grain of Qingyun Lingmi and handed it to Han Ergou.

Although it is just one pill, for mortals like Han Erge, it is an extremely precious and hard-to-obtain treasure.

If eaten by mortal warriors, it can greatly improve their cultivation; if eaten by ordinary mortals, it can also open up their wisdom and make them extremely intelligent.

Giving it to children or stupid people can open their wisdom meridians, and it is possible for them to rise to great heights and become the top scholar in the imperial examination.

"This... Master, this is too precious. I can't accept it, I can't accept it." Han Ergou was stunned and waved his hands to refuse. There were even tears of emotion in his eyes, and then he said to Mu Yunsheng.

"Master, why don't you help me choose a name for my future child as a gift? I'm a rough boy and can't come up with any good names. This will also allow my future child to be touched by your aura."

"Okay~" Mu Yunsheng replied with a smile, but did not take back the Qingyun Lingmi he handed over. He was thinking about the name of Han Ergou's future child.

While thinking, Mu Yunsheng thought of the Yun family who helped the Liu family control the flood of Yuchen River but was wiped out by the Liu family, as well as Mu Kehua, Mu Mengshu, and most of the low-level cultivators and independent cultivators in Qianyuanzhou who were struggling to make a living in the cultivator world.

"To stand firm in the torrent of this world is already a great hardship, and to rise to the sky is even more difficult than ascending to the heavens."

Mu Yunsheng spoke, looking at Han Ergou, and stabbed a grain of Qingyun Lingmi in his hand into the clothes on his chest, then said with a smile.

"Brother Han's future child, if it's a girl, she will be named Anle, which means she will live a peaceful and happy life."

"If you're a boy, you can only rise to the top if you can stand firm in this secular world."

"So I named him Han Li."

"Boom~" The surging river tide hit the base of the merchant ship. More than half an hour later, they arrived at the Qihefang City Pier.

Mu Yunsheng got off the merchant ship of Xuanshoumen and headed straight for the blue brick courtyard of Chensha Gang. At the gate of the courtyard, he saw Qi Zhaoju who was on duty again.

"Friend Mu, you're here again. Haha, what a coincidence! Senior Qinghu happens to be in the gang, but he's meeting a guest. I'll take you there."

Qi Zhaoju said with a smile, leading Mu Yunsheng into the Chensha Gang courtyard and to the reception room.

"Mu Qinghu, stop talking nonsense to me and quickly ask your boy to return my beautiful jade, otherwise I will make your boy pay."

In the reception room of the Chensha Gang, the old man's angry shouts continued to be heard.

When Mu Yunsheng walked outside the living room, he heard the old man's angry shout. There was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes and he stopped.
He knew the owner of the old and angry voice. He was Zhao Meiyu's master, Taoist Cangmu, a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

"Senior Cangmu, please calm down. The two juniors are good friends, so it's normal for them to play for a while longer. We don't need to interfere too much. When they have had enough fun, they will naturally go back."

In the reception room, Mu Qinghu looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him, whose hair and beard were all white and whose face was filled with anger, and persuaded him softly.

He felt a huge headache in his heart, but since this was his son's fault, he could only be patient and put on a smile to clean up Mu Yunsheng's mess.

"Don't say that, old Taoist. I'm afraid that in a while, my Meiyu will have a child. I know what kind of character your boy is."

"I have the same personality as you, I can let go of the delicious meat that enters my mouth."

Taoist Cangmu blew his beard and glared, his face full of anger and he looked at Mu Qinghu with disdain.

"Master Cangmu, please don't be so shameless. I still remember when you pushed me against Lianhua Tower when we were little."

Mu Qinghu was angry and spoke angrily, but he did not use his fifth level of physical training to bully Taoist Cangmu, but continued to speak.

"What's wrong with my Sheng'er? At the age of 23, he has already reached the third level of Qi Refining. Which other disciples around him can reach that level? In the future, he will at least be a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining."

"I'm not bad for your Meiyu either. Now that girl is with my Sheng'er, she eats Qingyun Spiritual Rice every day to help her practice."

"Have you ever tasted Qingyun Spiritual Rice? I'm afraid you, an old Taoist, don't even know what Qingyun Spiritual Rice tastes like!"

The anger on Taoist Cangmu's face disappeared. It was not known whether it was because Mu Qinghu had revealed his past scandals or for other reasons. After a while, he said angrily.

"Then...then I can't let my beautiful jade be given to your boy for free. He's taking advantage of it and he doesn't even have a name for it."

"Your boy is already engaged to Shui Lin'er from Old Lady Taohua's family."

Mu Qinghu glared at Taoist Cangmu with his tiger-like eyes and said unhappily.

"I'll marry Shuilin'er this year and your Meiyu next year, isn't that enough?"

Mu Yunsheng was standing in the corridor outside the reception room. When he heard Mu Qinghu's words, the embarrassment on his face became even more severe. He turned to look at Qi Zhaoju, bowed to him, and said softly.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, I won't go to see my father for now. I'll go to Qihe Market. When my father is done, please let him know."

"Okay, don't worry, Fellow Daoist Mu." Qi Zhaoju nodded and replied softly, looking at Mu Yunsheng with admiration in his eyes.

I don’t know whether he is worshipping Mu Yunsheng or Mu Qinghu.

Mu Yunsheng turned around and started to leave. In less than a moment, he left the Chensha Gang courtyard, paid a low-grade spirit stone, and entered the Qihe Market. Only then did a smile appear on his face.

Then he started walking towards Xiankeju in Qihefang Market. Mu Qinghu's last words resonated with him.

After a cup of tea, Xianke stayed in the General Affairs Building.

"Junior Mu Yunsheng has come to meet Senior Zhu at his invitation, at Spiritual Mansion No. 3."

Mu Yunsheng bowed respectfully to an old man wearing the uniform of the Xiankeju manager. He was thinking and worried that he would be blocked from seeing Zhu Chang.

So he reported the room number of Zhu Daochang's residence in Xiankeju, after all, he did not have any token of Zhu Daochang on him.

"Your last name is Mu?"

The old man in charge of Xiankeju was looking through the account book. After hearing Mu Yunsheng's words, he looked up at him, looked him up and down, and asked.

"Yes, senior." Mu Yunsheng nodded respectfully, feeling happy.

"Haha~ I, Liu Jiangxuan, from the Lingdan Liu family, have heard Jiang Yue mention you a long time ago."

Liu Jiangxuan, the old man who was in charge of Xiankeju, said with a smile, a warm and kind smile appeared on his old face, and then he stood up and continued to speak to Mu Yunsheng with a smile.

"Let's go. It just so happens that Master Zhu is in the Spiritual Mansion today. He has instructed that if you come to look for him within a month, he will take you directly to the Spiritual Mansion where he lives."

"We also retrieved the information and assessment records you left behind when you participated in the disciple recruitment and assessment meeting."

As he spoke, Liu Jiangxuan came in front of Mu Yunsheng with a smile on his face.

What he didn't tell Mu Yunsheng was that his Liu family had actually retrieved Mu Yunsheng's information, even earlier than Zhu Daochang.

After Liu Jiangyue found out that Zhu Daochang appeared in Yuxu Lingtian and was related to Mu Yunsheng, the Liu family had already collected information about Mu Yunsheng.

"Thank you, Mr. Liu!"

Mu Yunsheng hurriedly bowed to express his gratitude, then followed Liu Jiangxuan to the No. 3 Spiritual Mansion in Xiankeju to pay a visit to Zhu Daochang.

(End of this chapter)