Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Xia Liuqing came out of the restroom and saw that the others looked strange, and Cheng Mo and Wang Zhenqiu were still rinsing their mouths and wiping their lips. She looked bewildered and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xia He's expression was subtle: "You wouldn't want to know."

Xia Liuqing waved her hand knowingly, "Then don't tell me."

Wang Zhenqiu asked for the ID cards of the group, turned on his computer, and booked plane tickets online.

They're all staying tonight, so I arranged the nearest hotel for them.

"Someone will pick you up when you land, and you can check in directly," Wang Zhenqiu said. "Do you want me to take you to the airport? No, I'll call a taxi for you."

Cheng Mo raised his hand: "Wait a moment, I need to look up some information."

Half an hour later, Wang Zhenqiu made a phone call and went out with a few people.

When we arrived at the entrance of the residential area, a "Na Du Tong" bread truck was parked there.

Cheng Mo, Xia He, and Xia Liuqing all looked at Wang Zhenqiu.

Wang Zhenqiu spread his hands: "Why are you looking at me? Hurry up and get in the car, this is the way to the airport."

A NaDuTong employee leaned out of the driver's seat and shouted, "Watch out for the packages behind you, there are two fragile items."

Cheng Mo and the other two: "..."

Cheng Mo clenched his fist: "I want to punch him again."

Wang Zhenqiu immediately took two steps back, pointing at Cheng Mo: "Hey! You just said you wouldn't hit me next time!"

Xia He suggested from the side, "How about we overdraft and borrow again next time?"

Cheng Mo shook his head: "I was talking about next time. It's not next time yet, so it doesn't count."

He raised his fist.

Wang Zhenqiu skillfully crouched down with his hands behind his head.

An employee of NaDuTong banged on the car door: "Are you leaving or not?!"

Xia Liuqing quickly got into the car: "Let's go, let's go, wait a bit, my old arms and legs are getting tired."

Cheng Mo withdrew his fist and pulled Xia He into the car.

The bread truck sped away.

Wang Zhenqiu cautiously looked up after hearing the car drive away.

There was no one in front of me.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled.

I didn't get beaten up~

It was another happy day.

……

Biyou Village, Liupanshui.

Ma Xianhong is very happy lately.

His sister tailored a perfect cultivation furnace core for him, and with the help of Brother Cheng's modular partitioning, his cultivation furnace can now perfectly help ordinary people become extraordinary beings.

Ma Xianhong sat beside the furnace, looking at the villagers who had just completed their conversion, his face beaming with joy.

Qiu Rang stayed by his side.

Ma Xianhong suddenly turned his head and asked, "Rang, do you think we should go find Brother Cheng? We can help him break through to the Qi realm now."

Qiu Rang hesitated for a moment: "Well, maybe we shouldn't. What if Brother Cheng blows up the stove again?"

Ma Xianhong waved his hand: "Hey, what's there to be afraid of? We'll just build it together with Brother Cheng."

Ding Ziheng leaned over and added, "What if you damage the core too?"

Ma Xianhong froze.

He stared at the core of the furnace for three seconds: "...Then let's not look for Brother Cheng yet, let's refine it further."

Qiu Rang agreed: "That's right. We don't even have enough Ruhua right now, let's get more Ruhua first."

Ding Ziheng also said, "We can also look for ordinary people who have developed a Daoist heart but are powerless to do so. We can help them become extraordinary people first. Once we are completely proficient, we can then look for Brother Cheng. At that time, things will not go wrong."

Ma Xianhong nodded: "That makes sense. So, who would be the best person to send?"

After thinking for a moment, Qiu Rang said, "It would be best to let Grandpa Bi handle this. After all, this matter concerns the safety of our village. We don't want someone like Ding Ziheng who goes around blabbing and causes unnecessary trouble."

Ding Ziheng immediately became agitated: "What nonsense are you spouting? When did I ever blabber?"

Qiu Rang glanced at him sideways: "Last time we went to town, wasn't it you who kept saying you wanted to see Director Qu?"

Ding Ziheng opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Ma Xianhong waved his hand: "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Remember to teach those transformed superhumans meditation techniques."

Qiu Rang and Ding Ziheng responded in unison, "Our leader is wise."

……

Qianyang Airport.

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The bread truck drove into the parking lot.

Cheng Mo, Xia He, and Xia Liuqing got off the car and went to check in.

Xia Liuqing's flight was early, so after checking in, she went straight into the waiting room to prepare for boarding.

After seeing him off, Cheng Mo and Xia He found a place to sit and wait.

Cheng Mo suddenly said, "I forgot to ask, why did Grandpa Xia go and join in this fun?"

Xia He leaned on his shoulder: "He said someone from our sect died by that blade."

Cheng Mo didn't ask any more questions. Back then, a lot of people died in the world of supernatural beings during that catastrophe.

After waiting for almost three hours, I finally boarded the plane.

Xia He sat by the window, touching and looking around: "I don't think airplanes are much more convenient than trains. We came so early, and we still waited for so long."

Cheng Mo adjusted his seat: "That's because we didn't plan our time well. We should have eaten in the city before coming. The plane will be here soon after takeoff."

The plane began to taxi on the runway, and Xia He's expression tightened: "I'm never flying again."

Cheng Mo noticed her unusual behavior: "What's wrong?"

Xia He swallowed hard and grabbed his arm. "I...I'm a little nervous."

Cheng Mo patted her head: "It's okay, I'm here."

Half an hour later.

10,000 meters above the ground.

Cheng Mo rested his head on Xia He's shoulder, holding her tightly: "Why is this plane shaking so much?"

Cheng Mo's voice was muffled: "I'm never flying again."

Xia He chuckled, "You're using all my lines. Little Taoist priest, are you even up to it?"

Cheng Mo: "..."

He never expected that taking a plane would make him so nervous.

I've traveled to many places in my past life, but I've never experienced anything like this.

He carefully sensed it...

hiss!

It's impossible to perceive it clearly.

As soon as this sense extends beyond the fuselage and is placed at an altitude of 10,000 meters, the howling wind and the fear of falling from that altitude will sweep over you.

Damn it, my cultivation level is still not high enough.

If you can train to the point where you can fall off here and it's okay, then what's there to be afraid of?

By the way, how do other people with strong senses overcome their fear of flying?

Cheng Mo felt he needed to meditate at this moment.

He closed his eyes and said to Xia He, "Protect me."

Xia He: "???"

Soon, Cheng Mo's breathing became even, and he fell asleep.

Xia He looked at him with amusement.

Who knew the little Taoist priest had this side to him?

She reached out to touch Cheng Mo's nose and poked his face.

Hehehe, this is so much fun.

After rubbing for a while, Xia He looked at the sleeping face in front of her, her gaze falling on his lips.

She swallowed.

He closed his eyes, leaned in, and kissed her.

Soft and warm.

They were kissing so intensely they were almost suffocating when she suddenly opened her eyes.

They met Cheng Mo's gaze.

Xia He's pretty face instantly turned red, and she quickly retreated.

Cheng Mo pressed her head down and pulled her back: "This mouth tastes pretty good."

Xia He struggled for a moment: "Little Taoist priest, you..."

Cheng Mo didn't let her finish speaking.

They breathed in each other's scent, feeling each other's lips and teeth, both somewhat lost in the moment.

The kiss went on and on, thankfully both of them were breathing heavily.

Until the flight attendant pushed the food cart over.

The flight attendant smiled, completely ignoring their actions, and said in a gentle voice, "Hello, what would you like to eat? We have beef rice and chicken noodles."

Cheng Mo and Xia He separated.

Both of them had flushed faces and glistening lips.

Cheng Mo cleared his throat: "Beef and rice, please."

Xia He added, "I'd like beef and rice too."

The flight attendant smiled and handed over two meal boxes: "Okay, please enjoy your meal."

The two accepted it.