Chapter 191 Qingyang Dao Palace [asking for monthly tickets! ]

Some people leave and may never come back, but may come back tomorrow.

The serious criminal from the Demon Sect next to the Lingbao Sect leader understood the meaning of this sentence.

He had previously mocked the leader of the Lingbao Sect, but the other party was rescued in the blink of an eye and turned around to mock him back.

Who would have thought that before the night was over, the Lingbao Sect Leader came back again, with the same posture, the same suppression, but with a more confused and ignorant look on his face.

"Haha." The demon cultivator next door laughed heartily, "What's the matter? Did you go out to relieve yourself and come back soon? I didn't realize you are so clean."

Lingbao Sect Leader's lips trembled, and after a long while he only uttered one sentence: "The world is treacherous, and people's hearts are unpredictable."

What is Hu Baoyi?

He was simply a lackey of the Zhuxie Yamen. They took him through so much trouble just to get the Tailing Grass and capture his subordinates outside, and then in the blink of an eye, they sent him to Chen Su's boat.

That’s Chen Su.

Just now, on the raft, when he heard the name, Lingbao Sect Leader didn't dare to think about it, and said with a smile: "Brother, your name sounds a bit familiar."

Wearing a bamboo hat, Chen Su pushed the raft forward and continued, "I am a disciple of Xuanmen."

“Hahaha!” Lingbao Sect Leader laughed and turned around, “I told you, now I remember, there’s a man named Chen Su in the Zhuxie Yamen, he’s a disciple of Master Zhangxuan, he smiles all day long, and he’s very ruthless when it comes to killing people. This brother is also from Xuanmen, and he has the same name as him, what a coincidence.”

The demon cultivator behind him laughed and said, "Yeah, what a coincidence."

"But the name Chen Su doesn't have anything special about it, so it's normal to have the same name as someone else."

"Yes, there are three people with this name in our village. With so many disciples in Xuanmen, it's not surprising to have the same name."

Everyone was talking at once, forcing themselves to smile, as if they were all trying hard to get rid of the horrible thought in their minds.

Chen Su smiled and added, "I do have a master named Chen Yandao."

With a plop, Lingbao Sect Leader completely collapsed and knelt down on the raft. "Brother, stop talking. I'm scared."

"It's okay." Chen Su smiled and continued to row the boat. It was pitch black ahead and he couldn't see the way forward. "You've done a great deed this time. Come back with me obediently. Maybe you can reduce your sentence from being torn apart by five horses to being torn apart by four horses."

Seeing that he was concentrating on rowing and didn't seem to have any intention of turning back, Lingbao Sect Leader suddenly shouted, "Run!"

He summoned up all of his remaining skills, raised the Soul Refining Pot, and instantly thousands of vengeful spirits leaned over, and he rushed out with several of his men.

boom!
Then a huge wave came up and easily pushed them back, causing them to fall back onto the raft in a daze.

Finally, they caught a glimpse of daylight ahead, and saw Chen Su rowing and rowing, and actually led a few people to row out a small world. In a flash, they returned to the open space in front of the Ministry of Justice prison.

The raft had long disappeared, leaving only Chen Su standing there with his hands behind his back, smiling, and nodding his chin forward, "Let's go, brothers. Since you helped me a little on this trip, if you go in by yourselves, it can be considered as surrendering yourself."

Several demon cultivators from the Lingbao Sect looked at each other, then rushed forward one after another.

This time when they entered the Ministry of Justice, it was not so empty. At least a hundred or eighty strong jailers were standing by, arresting several people on the spot, suppressing them severely, and putting them in the prison where they should be.

During the suppression process, some demon cultivators even raised puzzled questions: "Why would the disciples of Jiang Yi Weng lie to us?"

"That kid must have colluded with the righteous path! He deceived the lecturer!" another demon cultivator shouted.

"That's right!" The demon cultivator next to him echoed: "Zuo Xiang is cunning and cruel, Chen Su is cruel and cunning, this is a trap they set together!"

The demon cultivators were deceived and their faith was shattered. They all shouted, "Shameless!"

...Qingyang Mountain, Taoist Palace.

As holy places of Taoism, the difference between the Taoist Temple and the Xuanmen is that the Taoist Temple is more down-to-earth. On the stone steps of the mountain, people line up in a long queue to offer incense.

Although this generation of Emperor Mu Bei worships Buddhism, that only has an influence in Zhongzhou or the north. The south is less affected by the gods, and the number of Taoist believers is still huge.

Xuanmen only inherits the cultivation of Qigong practitioners and does not pay much attention to promoting Taoism.

However, there are also Qi cultivators in the Taoist Palace, and there has always been no shortage of strong ones. Although they cannot be compared with the Xuanmen, their profound foundation is still far superior to that of other cultivators.

In the secluded temple deep in the back mountain, an old Taoist in green robes walked out slowly.

He looked short, with white hair, a Taoist hat, and wrinkles on his face, and he looked very old. But his eyes were bright, his steps were brisk, and he walked with a breeze.

When I entered the palace, I saw Xue Baizhi from the Xuanmen Alchemy lineage sitting there, meditating.

"Pharmacist Xue." The old Taoist laughed as soon as he saw her. "How enviable! There are not many of us left alive, and you can still stay so young. You really have the secret to keeping your youthful appearance."

"Actually, there is no special method, there is only a trick." Xue Baizhi opened her eyes and responded with a smile: "If you want to learn, I can teach you."

"Oh?" The old Taoist sat cross-legged opposite her, "I'd like to hear more about it."

Xue Baizhi said slowly: "Do more good deeds and you will be rewarded with good."

"Haha, do you mean that I, the old Taoist priest, haven't done enough good things?" The old Taoist priest on the opposite side laughed.

"It should be a little short." Xue Baizhi said, "I have a good deed that I can do for you."

"Hey." The old Taoist waved his hand. "We have known each other for more than a hundred years. Why are you still beating around the bush? Just tell me if you need any help. I will not refuse any help I can give."

"I know that Taoist Tianfu has a chivalrous heart, much better than those stingy young men like you." Xue Baizhi said, looking outside.

"It seems that you have been frustrated by them, so you only remembered me, your old friend." The old Taoist thought, "I guess this matter will not be easy for you."

Xue Baizhi said, "The girl from the Wen family lost her supreme immortal body due to a curse, and I want to make medicine to save her. But now I'm missing a main ingredient. I went back to Xuanmen and looked around, and found out that only your Taoist Palace still has it, so I wanted to ask for it. But your disciple, who is now the head of the Taoist Palace, directly rejected me."

"You don't want..." The old Taoist frowned, "Ancient Enlightenment Leaves?"

"That's right." Xue Baizhi smiled and said, "This is it. What do you think?"

"Hiss." The old Taoist's face turned ugly. "The Enlightenment Tree has not appeared in the world for three thousand years. The existing ancient Enlightenment Leaves in the world are dwindling one by one. The Taoist Palace keeps these leaves to help the younger generation of genius disciples to gain enlightenment when they break through. You know, our younger generation has been increasingly unable to compete with the Xuanmen in recent years, and they are under great pressure when they are young. But you want to take this important hope to save your Xuanmen disciples. This..."

"If it's okay, then it's okay. If it's not, then it's not. Why are you wasting your time?" Xue Baizhi heard that he didn't mean to agree, so her expression changed immediately. "Sister Wen was so good to you back then, and the Wen family has made such great contributions to the world. We in Xuanmen spent so much effort to keep this child. Now you're complaining when I ask you to do a little bit of work. She's only been dead for more than a hundred years, and you've already forgotten her?"

"It's only been over a hundred years. If you come later, not only will the tea be cold, but mine will be cold too." The old Taoist covered his face with his hands, saying helplessly.

After a moment's silence, he said slowly, "Don't blame me for thinking about it. On the one hand, Sister Wen did us a favor in the past, but on the other hand, the Dao Palace is really struggling right now, and I have been living in seclusion for many years and don't ask about Dao Palace affairs. If I start to interfere with the things we have decided, it will inevitably annoy people. How about this, I want to think of a way to have both, do you think it's okay?"

"Go ahead." Xue Baizhi narrowed her eyes and looked at him.

"I can give you the Ancient Leaves of Enlightenment, but doesn't the girl from the Wen family have a Supreme Immortal Body? After she recovers, she can come to my Dao Palace to practice and become my Dao Palace disciple. This way, she can recover and my Dao Palace can have another heir of the Heavenly Priesthood. How do you think?"

The old Taoist's eyes were bright. "As long as Sister Wen's child is fine, you Xuanmen don't care who she is from, right?"

Xue Baizhi had no expression on her face and said, "Old man, are you guys taking advantage of the situation?"

　Good morning.

　
(End of this chapter)