Chapter 154 The Awkward Red Lotus

"May I ask if it is Brother Daoist Zhang Tie who is here in person?"

As soon as Honglian Sanren saw Mo Juren, he asked first.

Her voice is crisp, soft, sweet and pleasant. If you close your eyes, you can imagine that standing in front of you is a beautiful girl who is youthful, energetic, bright and fresh.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw another ordinary face.

Mo Juren tried his best to get rid of the idea that he had seen her true appearance, and pretended to be a complete stranger.

"It is me. I wonder what this female cultivator has come to the door of my cave for?"

Honglian Sanren bowed and introduced himself.
"My Taoist name is Honglian, and I am also known as Honglian Sanren. I heard from Sister Hu Pinggu that Daoist Zhang had occupied Wu Jiuzhi's cave. Sister Hu and I have been hunting beasts together, so I came here to make his acquaintance."

Mo Juren said with a little caution,

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Honglian knows Wu Jiuzhi? Are you going to help him?"

Honglian Sanren quickly denied it.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang has misunderstood. I am a close friend of Sister Hu. I know Wu Jiuzhi only because I was invited by Sister Hu and have been on the same team with him a few times."

"Besides, Wu Jiuzhi is a man of low character and vulgar language. I have never liked him, let alone stand up for him."

Mo Juren then said politely,

"Since we are both good friends of Fellow Daoist Hu, why don't you invite Fellow Daoist Honglian into my cave and talk slowly?"

Unexpectedly, Honglian nodded without even thinking, and even took the initiative. She said,
"That's exactly what I was thinking. Please come in, Fellow Daoist Zhang."

Mo Juren shook his head, then opened the formation and invited Honglian Sanren to come in.

Zhang Qing has been following Mo Juren consciously, acting like a personal maid.

Mo Juren invited Honglian Sanren to sit in the pavilion in the courtyard and told Zhang Qingdao,
"Go and bring out some tea to entertain fellow Daoist Honglian."

Upon hearing this, Honglian Sanren smiled and said softly,
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, are you talking about ordinary tea in the secular world? That's not necessary. I brought here spiritual tea that is more suitable for monks to drink."

After saying that, he took out a piece of tea that was green in color with silver fluff. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary tea.

Honglian Sanren explained,
"This is Cloud Mist Spirit Tea. It is made from the dewy tips of the Cloud Mist Flower Tea Tree, a specialty of Sister Hu's Tianshui Village, and is carefully roasted in a spirit gathering formation with a variety of spiritual herbs added."

Zhang Qing brought hot water and teacups at the right time, and when the tea leaves were poured in, a burst of fragrance immediately wafted out.

Honglian Sanren picked up a cup and tasted it first.

Mo Juren then took a sip and soon realized that this spiritual tea was unusual.

Not only does it taste far better than ordinary tea, but it also incorporates some ingredients from spiritual herbs. When you drink it, a faint spiritual power flows into your throat, turns into your spleen and stomach, and nourishes the five internal organs. It is truly extraordinary.

This kind of effect is already the prototype of a medicinal elixir, and it seems to be very valuable.

So Mo Juren asked,
"I see that Fellow Daoist Honglian is very knowledgeable about this spiritual tea. Could it be that you know where this spiritual tea came from?"

Honglian Sanren put down his teacup and chuckled.

"I am not a talented woman, but this is exactly what I made."

Mo Juren suddenly realized,

"I see. I admire Daoist Honglian's tea-making skills."

Afterwards, the two of them drank tea in silence, without saying a word, as if the Red Lotus Wanderer didn't know what topic to talk about. To avoid embarrassment, as the host, Mo Juren spoke first,

"I wonder how Fellow Daoist Honglian and Fellow Daoist Hu got to know each other?"

This question seemed to open up Honglian Sanren's chatterbox, and she began to talk to Mo Juren with great interest.

From talking about Hu Pinggu and his wife to the Five Friends of Mount Meng, from the Tiannan Market to their adventures in hunting animals, they talked about everything under the sun. Most of the time, Mo Juren was listening to this ordinary girl talking nonstop.

I didn't expect that she looked a little shy on the surface, but turned out to be a chatterbox after getting to know her.

They chatted like this for a long time, and even had to refill the teapots several times, but they still didn't stop.

This Red Lotus Wanderer was also strange. As a young girl, she had been lingering in the cave of a strange male cultivator, chatting until nightfall and then leaving without knowing it. Mo Juren was quite confused.

And there was really nothing special in her words, it was just pure casual chatting.

Although during this process Mo Juren was able to learn some things about the world of immortal cultivation from her indirectly, he really couldn't grasp this woman's true intentions.

Finally, Mo Juren made it clear on the pretext that he had to start today's homework, and then he sent the uninvited Red Lotus Wanderer out of the cave.

Before leaving, Honglian Sanren also said,
"I will stay at Sister Hu's place for the next few days. If you are free, you can come to Tianshui Village to chat. Sister Hu's Tianshui Village also has several beautiful views."

After saying this, she stared at Mo Juren expectantly, as if she was afraid that he would not agree.
So Mo Juren had no choice but to send her away.
"Well, Daoist Hu did invite me to visit him, but I haven't had much free time recently, so I haven't been able to go. Since Daoist Honglian has also invited me, I will go to visit him in two days."

The girl Honglian Sanren believed it to be true.

"Then let's wait for Fellow Daoist Zhang to come. Sister Hu is currently creating a magical instrument and it will soon be successful. If we go there during this time, we can congratulate Sister Hu."

Mo Juren shook his head and smiled bitterly, then slowly sent her away.

Although this Honglian Sanren has a good level of cultivation, she still looks like a little girl. I guess she is not this kind of person in normal times.

But today he acted as if he had come here deliberately to get close to him, which puzzled Mo Juren.

I shouldn't have revealed any treasures or opportunities recently, right?

Shaking his head to clear away these distracting thoughts, Mo Juren closed the formation and called Zhang Qing into the cave.

"Qing'er, come here. Let me ask you, do you want to be a cultivator like me?"

Zhang Qing was somewhat at a loss when he heard this.

"Qing'er... I dare not. I only hope to be able to serve the master here peacefully. I dare not have any more delusions."

Mo Juren Dao,

"Qing'er, you don't need to be so cautious. Sometimes when a person's opportunity comes, you can't stop it even if you want to."

"Do you know what the five exercises I asked you to learn at Wenjian Villa are? They represent the spiritual roots of cultivating immortals!"

"This spiritual root is a heaven-sent opportunity that many people dream of but cannot obtain! And you and your son are both such favorites of heaven!"

As Mo Juren spoke, he seemed to recall the state of mind he had before he took over another body.

He was eager and excited, worried and blind, and deep in his heart was a deep-seated resentment.

Why don’t I have spiritual roots? Why doesn’t the way of heaven favor me?
(End of this chapter)