The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

But then something truly astonishing happened.

The golden light deflected the dart, which was made of fine steel and turned into dust, while the golden light remained completely unaffected.

It followed the same trajectory and shot directly at Tang Lian.

Tang Lian was shocked and was about to dodge when she discovered that the golden light in front of them was slowly turning into a line of golden characters.

"In the Western Regions, in Khotan, there is the Great Brahma Temple."

When in doubt, strike with a peach wood sword.

Then, the gold lettering slowly dissipated, leaving no trace.

"Huh? Lotus, what kind of trick is this?" Tiannu Rui was still in shock.

Tang Lian seemed to be thinking: "It was Senior Zhou who sent a message that Master Wu Chan was going to Da Fan Yin Temple."

Wu Chan, who was rushing to catch the carriage, replied, "Didn't we say we were going to Kowloon Temple?"

“I received the Taoist text from Senior Zhou, and Wuxin must have gone to Dafanyin Temple.”

Wu Chan scratched his head: "That senior was right. This journey to the Western Regions is quite a long one, so we should definitely prepare some silver."

Will we need to spend money along the way?

Tiannu Rui chuckled and said, "Master, please rest assured, I will certainly not let Lian... go hungry on this journey with you."

Wu Chan laughed heartily: "Indeed, when traveling a long journey, one should find a wealthy friend to accompany them. Wu Chan thanks you, benefactor."

The carriage sped off towards the Western Regions.

"Lian, what is the peach wood sword that Senior Zhou mentioned?"

Tang Lian reached into her bosom and pulled out a palm-sized peach wood sword.

There's nothing supernatural about it; at most, the workmanship is a bit more refined.

"This peach wood sword was given to me by Senior Zhou when we first met. Could it have had a deeper meaning?"

Tiannu Rui took the peach wood sword and looked at it. Suddenly remembering something, she quickly rummaged through her purse.

"By the way, Senior Zhou gave me a paper bird before, and said it could save my life if necessary."

"Hmm, it's just ordinary yellow talisman paper, nothing special about it. But since you say so, it must be true. Keep it close to your body and don't lose it."

The mountain path is flanked by towering mountains on both sides.

The white-haired immortal stood with his hands behind his back, watching the carriage disappear into the distance.

Before long, several members of the Outer Heaven Sect rose and fell, and knelt on one knee as they approached.

"White-haired Immortal, the young master has gone to the Western Regions."

The white-haired immortal suddenly realized: "They must have gone to the Great Brahma Temple. That's right, they should indeed go there. Follow them."

The mountain wind howled, and the white-haired immortal's robes fluttered in the wind.

"Twelve years, a full twelve years."

A soft sigh escaped, vanishing with the wind.

Welcoming the young master home has been fraught with difficulties; we hope the journey will go smoothly.

Qingcheng Mountain, Xiaoyao Palace.

It is located in an inconspicuous spot on the main peak.

Despite being called the Xiaoyao Palace, it was actually just three thatched huts.

It was vastly different from the Qiankun Hall, the Ancestral Master Hall, and even the residences of the disciples.

But these three thatched huts are called the Xiaoyao Palace.

Because the carefree immortal lives inside.

Outside the thatched cottage, surrounded by a fence, eagles, orioles, crows, and sparrows perch on it, content and at ease, without fighting.

Inside the fenced garden, unnamed wildflowers, like twinkling stars, are in full bloom. The buds are small, but they exude a sweet fragrance.

It has a pleasant, lingering aroma, rather than a pungent smell.

"Your Highness, this is the residence of my grandmaster, the Xiaoyao Palace."

Xiao Feixuan, neither humble nor arrogant, bowed and then went forward to push open the small gate of the fence.

Two rabbits with short tails jumped out and quickly climbed up Fei Xuan's Taoist robe onto his shoulders.

Zang Ming, who was standing beside King Xiao Chong, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise upon seeing this scene.

Xiao Chong turned slightly to the side: "Zang Ming, what's wrong?"

"Your Highness, there are two rabbits."

However, its agility is somewhat unlike that of a rabbit.

Xiao Feixuan chuckled and rubbed the two little rabbits before laughing, "These two are Mingyue and Qingfeng, the gatekeepers and protectors of our grandmaster."

"Oh? Protector?"

Xiao Chong also became interested.

"Indeed, as my grandmaster said, with the bright moon and gentle breeze by your side, and the night dew and frost providing a good night's sleep."

Don't let their appearance fool you; they're very sensible.

"Your Highness, please look, this is their gift to you."

Xiao Feixuan took two bright red fruits from the rolled-up ears of the two rabbits.

Then he handed it to Zang Ming, who was standing next to Xiao Chong.

Zang Ming took it, somewhat amused: "Your Highness, these are two red dates."

Xiao Chong extended his palm, and Zang Ming quickly offered him the red dates.

Xiao Chong didn't even think about it; he simply wiped the dates on his sleeve and put them in his mouth, which made Zang Ming anxious.

"Your Highness..."

Xiao Chong waved his hand and nodded in admiration, "It truly is a blessed land of immortals. These dates are very sweet and fragrant, much better than any fruit I've ever eaten."

Thank you, young fellow Daoists.

Xiao Chong determined the direction and cupped his hands in greeting toward Fei Xuan's location.

Unexpectedly, the two rabbits also stood up on their own, hugging their two short legs, and their way of bowing was quite impressive.

Zang Ming was secretly amazed.

"Your Highness, these rabbits are probably becoming spirits; they're returning your gift."

Xiao Chong was curious, but felt exceptionally relaxed and couldn't help but laugh.

Fei Xuan said, "Your Highness may not know, but the dates you just ate were cultivated by my grandmaster and are called Spirit Honey Meat Dates."

It has lots of flesh, a small pit, and tastes as sweet as honey.

Moreover, it has the effect of strengthening the body's foundation and nourishing the vital energy and blood.

Martial arts are divided into nine ranks, with four realms above them.

Those below the Vajra Mortal Realm can raise their internal strength cultivation by one grade by consuming just one of these dates.

However, it's not very useful above the Vajra realm, but it can still prolong life.

"So the gifts from the two young fellow Daoists are so precious."

"Then I, the king, cannot be stingy."

As he spoke, Xiao Chong took a jade pendant from his waist, and with a gentle pinch, the pendant split in two, revealing a piece of fine warm jade.

"I came in a hurry and have nothing of value. I hope you will not find it offensive, young friend."

However, in his words, he regarded the two little rabbits as people.

The two little rabbits mumbled something and turned their heads to look at Feixuan.

Feixuan scratched the heads of the two little ones.

Feixuan thanks His Highness the White King for the reward on behalf of Mingyue and Qingfeng.

"My grandmaster is probably taking a nap, Your Highness. Please wait a moment. I'll go and inform him."

Xiao Chong's heart stirred: "It's alright. Today, I am just a junior seeking the sword. How could I dare to disturb my elder? I will wait here for Senior Xiaoyao Xian to wake up."

Zang Ming frowned: "Your Highness, this is not right."

Zang Ming felt that His Highness had adopted an overly humble attitude today.

But Xiao Chong understood that the people he met today were worthwhile.

"Shut up! Get out of here."

Seeing this, Fei Xuan did not stop him. He bowed and carried the two little rabbits into the courtyard first.

The room was empty except for a large, somewhat exaggerated bed.

Zhou Zhen was lying sprawled on the bed when the wine in the wine pot beside him flew out on its own and landed in his mouth.

"Who awakens first from the great dream? I know myself best."

"This is a mountain path; how could I trouble King Bai to wait any longer? Please come in."

Chapter 34 It Doesn’t Matter, I Will Take Action

"Young master, news has come from Qingcheng that the White King has gone up the mountain."

Red King Xiao Yu swirled the wine in his glass and nodded slightly.

"Qingcheng Mountain, ha, sooner or later I will make them bow down and submit."

What kind of blessed land is this?

I really don't understand why the old man values ​​Qingcheng so much.

Because of a prophecy left by Lü Suzhen, who had been dead for many years, the old man sent five thousand elite soldiers to guard it for so many years.

I refuse to believe that this world can be repeatedly ruled by a mere Dao Sword Immortal.

If Qingcheng Mountain were to disappear from this world, would my Beili cease to exist?

Now, in order to bestow favors, they want to bestow the title of the most carefree immortal in the world upon an unknown person, which is utterly ridiculous!

The old man is getting old, and he's becoming more and more timid.

Ignore that, we still haven't found the monk.

Finding that monk and gaining his support is the most urgent task at hand.

"Young master, we have news. If the news is correct, they should be heading to the Nine Dragons Temple."

Xiao Yu shook his wine cup: "Alright! Then let's go to the Nine Dragons Temple."

Furthermore, send more men to capture those two traitors, Minghou and Yueji.

The Ghost Doctor's place is short-handed, and the Underworld Lord is an excellent candidate.

"Oh, and don't damage Yueji. I'll personally train her."

On the western border, twenty miles to the west lies the famous city of Muliang.

"That's Mu Liangcheng!"

The four famous cities under heaven are: Snow Moon in the South, Heavenly Awakening in the North, Peerless in the East, and Muliang in the West.

One man guards a lonely city; one man is a city.

What a magnificent spirit!

It's truly something to aspire to.

Now that we're here, we should definitely go and see for ourselves. That's the Lone Sword Immortal!

Lei Wujie's voice was filled with excitement.

His goal is to become famous throughout the world.