The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

April 29th, the ninth day of the lunar month, sunny.

Today is auspicious for completion of projects, moving, and gift-giving.

Taboo... never mind, for him there are no taboos.

Well, I should mention that last night's barbecue was really good. I should find some better ingredients and have a few more meals together.

"Mountains and rivers, drunk, are placed in a wine pot; gods and ghosts, at leisure, are stored in a box."

Chen Xuan carried the wine pot, walked up Qingcheng Mountain, and arrived at the newly built Xianyun Temple.

After two months, the Xianyun Temple was finally completed, and all the construction was done according to Lu Yao's plan.

The weeds in front of the temple have been cleared away, and a smooth bluestone path winds its way to the mountain gate, clean and solemn, untouched by any dust or dirt.

The main hall stands in the center, with upright beams and pillars, neat eaves, and orderly rows of roof tiles.

The eaves are gently upturned, catching the flowing clouds and the mountain breeze. Sunlight falls on the dark tiles, giving them a warm and soft glow.

The temple doors are always open, and the interior is clean and bright. The tables and desks are spotless, and the incense smoke curls gently without being too strong, so it won't sting your eyes.

The entire Taoist temple is neither grand nor ostentatious; it consists of only one main hall and a few courtyards.

It lacks the imposing grandeur and domineering presence of powerful sects, but instead evokes a simple and genuine ancient charm.

"Who says there are no real Taoist temples in the mountains and fields? On the contrary, false immortals are everywhere above the clouds."

Chen Xuan was very satisfied with the rebuilt Taoist temple.

If Master were still alive and could witness this scene, he would probably be so excited that he would faint.

Immediately.

My gaze finally fell upon the blank plaque hanging above the door.

With only the final character remaining, the Taoist temple will be complete.

"Come."

Chen Xuan reached out and summoned the Tai Xuan Sword, which appeared automatically. It was quite obedient and sensible, and picked out a bucket of ink.

"Don't be stingy."

Chen Xuan then looked at the chicks standing beside him.

The chick's face instantly turned a bitter color, and reluctantly, golden blood dripped from its wings.

Chen Xuan looked at it: "Two more drops."

The chick wailed, "Master, there's not a single drop left! I'm being drained dry! My bloodline power was already scarce..."

Chen Xuan said expressionlessly, "That barbecue yesterday alone is enough for you to condense hundreds of drops of Phoenix True Blood."

Little chick: ⁽⁽ƪ(•̩̩̩̩＿•̩̩̩̩)ʃ⁾⁾ᵒᵐᵍᵎᵎ

Oh no, we've been discovered.

As two more drops of phoenix blood fell, the ink in the bucket gradually turned golden, emitting light that seemed to emanate flames that lingered for a long time.

Chen Xuan picked up the Tai Xuan Sword, dipped it in ink, and, with his body suspended in the air, wrote words on the plaque.

With the strokes of a dragon and the sword roaming the void, the moment the three large characters of "Xianyun Temple" were completed, the entire Taoist temple took on an antique charm.

At the same time, strange occurrences also happened at Qingcheng Mountain.

The lush green trees grew wildly, the clouds rolled and thickened, and the spiritual energy enveloped the mountain in mist, creating an ethereal atmosphere, as if the entire mountain had come alive.

The little chick rubbed its eyes vigorously, staring intently at the Taoist temple. "My goodness, the more I look at it, the more it resembles a temple dedicated to immortals and gods!"

"It seems like something's missing."

Chen Xuan glanced around and looked at the beams and pillars on both sides. "We're still missing a couplet."

Then, he swung the Tai Xuan Sword again, completing the move in one smooth motion.

[Eternal life, without seeking the secret of consuming celestial phenomena]

[A single word stopped the killing; only then did we realize the extraordinary power of saving the world.]

"No, no, this isn't a temple dedicated to immortals and gods."

As the couplet was displayed, the little chick stood there stunned, then immediately changed its tune, "This...this inexplicable mystery...it feels beyond the reach of immortals and gods..."

"Done."

Chen Xuan patted the ashes off his hands, sat back down at the stone table, and began to sip his tea.

Rebuilding Xianyun Temple was a very rewarding experience.

"So, how should we collect the incense money from now on?"

"One hundred yuan for a stick of incense?"

"No, no... Master said that if you've ever been poor and destitute, you're afraid of it. Hmm, no..."

"It depends on whether the other party is sincere. If they are sincere, they will pay what they should pay themselves, so there is no need to set a price."

Hearing Chen Xuan deep in thought, the little chick, who had been extremely excited just moments before, immediately froze in place.

They don't even set a price; they only ask if you're sincere... Isn't that just ripping people off?

"Let's go, down the mountain."

After finishing packing, Chen Xuan waved his hand and began to descend the mountain.

The little chick trotted along, grinning obsequiously, "Master, won't you consider getting me a sycamore tree?"

"What do you need sycamore trees for?"

"I am a phoenix, and the phoenix perches on the parasol tree! With the parasol tree, I can grow faster!"

"I don't have high requirements for quality, as long as it's available, that's fine. In my opinion, there are some in Wutong Mountain in Qingyang City. Please get me a few."

"I'm busy."

Chen Xuan didn't even turn his head.

Besides, if a sycamore tree were planted next to it, the Taoist temple would be ruined.

Of the millions of birds in the world, all dream of climbing the parasol tree and transforming into a phoenix.

If we actually managed to get one, these birds would definitely flock to it and fight each other to the death.

Putting everything else aside, the chirping and chattering of these birds when they gather together is enough to give anyone a headache.

……

The era of Kendo has lasted 130 years.

Five years have passed since the pair of scraggly phoenixes fell into misfortune and arrived here.

During those five years, Chen Xuan didn't say a word or pay any attention to them.

They were very attentive, bringing him spiritual fruits and the flesh and blood of spiritual beasts every day, serving Chen Xuan's meals with utmost care.

Until one day.

Chen Xuan was fishing by the lake when he was disturbed by a noisy chattering sound. He went out to see what was happening and found two little phoenixes playing with a paulownia tree.

Over the past five years, they have found some sycamore branches from somewhere and carefully nurtured them, finally allowing them to take root and sprout on this day, growing into saplings.

Birds from within a hundred miles were attracted and flocked to this place.

Chen Xuan felt a headache coming on: "At your current pace, you can't expect the phoenix tree to grow even an inch taller in hundreds of years."

"Then you must try your best!"

Young Phoenix said stubbornly, "We were driven out of the Phoenix Nest, and our bloodline power is insufficient. If we want to become stronger, we can only rely on the phoenix tree now."

"Our benefactor, we don't want to bother you, but we have no choice..." Young Phoenix pleaded.

Chen Xuan, the Lazy Sheep, asked, "Why do I need to become stronger?"

"revenge!"

Youfeng spoke with unwavering resolve and a determined expression.

Chen Xuan: "What revenge?"

Youfeng's eyes were filled with sorrow: "The tribe took advantage of our parents' serious injuries, swarmed us, devoured our flesh and blood, caused us to be born prematurely, and even chased us here."

Chen Xuan couldn't help but say, "It seems your original bloodline was quite good."

The fact that a flock of phoenixes would rush to devour these two chicks suggests that their parents' bloodline power has evolved to a very high level.

The young phoenix said sadly, "They were originally clan elders, but due to internal strife, they were ambushed and defeated in the battle against the Taotie..."

"Let's cut this sycamore tree down."

Chen Xuan waved his hand, seemingly showing no mercy whatsoever.

"My benefactor, I beg you! This is our last hope, we cannot lose it..."

The two young phoenixes immediately knelt on the ground, pleading pitifully.

"The broken phoenix tree is better off discarded."

"I will replenish the bloodline power you lack."

At this moment, Chen Xuan's standing figure was not tall, but in the eyes of the two phoenixes, it was as magnificent as the sky.

Their expressions were dazed, blank, and unbelievable.

"I've eaten your spiritual fruits for five years, and I don't want to get them for nothing. It's settled then."

Chen Xuan waved his sleeve, as if replenishing the phoenix bloodline was just a minor matter.