Celestial Immortal

Chapter 481 Returning to the Homeland of Lingshan
Master Xu Pingdao's Yuanshen travels, the auspiciousness is unpredictable, and Chu Chen has no good plan for a while.

He talked with Qingying for half an hour in Dilongkeng ghost market, using the evasion technique of Yuanshen traveling, he would have escaped thousands of miles by now.

In such a vast world, if you want to find the master's traveling soul, it is tantamount to nonsense, and it is impossible to do it.

What Chu Chen can do right now is to protect the master physically so that he can receive him in time when his soul returns.

Chu Chen comforted the little ghost, and prayed secretly:
"I hope Master's auspicious person will have his own appearance."

Thousands of miles away, there are vast green forests and lofty mountains.

Among the rolling hills, there is an unknown mountain top, which is called "Spirit Mountain" by nearby villagers.

It is said that there was once a group of true cultivators and latent cultivators in Lingshan.

In the past, when villagers encountered evil spirits and strange things, the first thing they would do was not to seek help from the local ghosts and gods, but to the experts in the Lingshan Mountain for help. The villagers from all over the country praised the Lingshan School.

However, in recent years, people who practice in the mountains have closed the mountains, and Lingshan is no longer in the "spirit", but has become an ordinary mountain in ten miles and eight villages.

The vegetation is flourishing, wild beasts are rampant, and there are no "fairy traces" anymore.

"What a difference."

Xu Ping had clouds under his feet, hiding in the clouds and mist, looking at the familiar village under his feet, his heart was full of emotion.

He grew up in the Lingshan School. When he was a Taoist boy, he often followed the elders of the master to drive away evil spirits and demons for the villagers.

To this day, he can still recognize many villagers.

It's a pity that things are changing and people are changing, and there is no going back.

Daoist Xu Ping shook his head, dispelled the yellowed memories in his mind, and stepped into Lingshan with a single step.

If the water is not deep, there will be dragons, and if the mountains are not high, there will be immortals.

The ancestral land of the Lingshan School is not a blessed place, nor is it a place of spiritual veins.

Daoist Xu Ping came to the gate of the mountain with ease, pinched the magic formula with his hands, and easily entered the mountain protection formation and entered the ancestral courtyard of the Lingshan School.

The Lingshan Sect is a small sect, but there are palaces, clean rooms for practice, and spiritual fields in the mountain gate.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs, what a sect should have, the Lingshan sect has it.

However, the entire Lingshan faction has been run down, with weeds overgrown and moss all over the ground, giving people a sense of loneliness and desolation.

"Sigh~ If it weren't for something wrong with the fundamental cultivation method of the Lingshan Sect, how could it be so deserted?"

Daoist Xu Ping couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Today, stimulated by his disciple's progress in Taoism, he decided to go out for a stroll, clear away distracting thoughts in his mind, regroup and practice hard, and unexpectedly, he went to the Lingshan Mountain without knowing it.

Xu Pingdao stretched his legs and began to walk aimlessly, thinking about people when he saw things, and recalling the past.

Unknowingly, he came to Lingshan Temple.

The Lingshan Temple is the Patriarch Hall of the Lingshan School. In the hall, the founders of the Lingshan School such as the Sanqing Patriarch, the Lingshan Patriarch, and Mr. Guigu are enshrined. It is the most important and most solemn and sacred place of the Lingshan School.

"Disciple Yun Shui pays homage to all the patriarchs!"

Daoist Xu Ping knelt down on the futon in front of the hall and bowed deeply.

Before traveling to Lingshan, he was full of disappointment and pressure that his apprentice was about to catch up with him. However, after revisiting the dilapidated and desolate gate of Lingshan, all distracting thoughts in his heart were swept away.

The face of being a master is small, but the future of the Lingshan School is great.

Thinking of this, Daoist Xu Ping showed a faint smile on his sad face, and said:

"Patriarchs, my disciples shoulder the great task of recasting the Lingshan Mountain. I feel quite pressured and depressed. Fortunately, I accidentally rescued a young man a few years ago. This son has enlightened Su Hui. He is extremely talented and lucky."

"Thanks to my apprentice, I have perfected the cultivation method [Hunyuan Xuan Gong], and my cultivation base has broken through the seventh-rank Taoism in one fell swoop, which is not as good as the sixth-rank realm. Next, I am afraid that the fifth-rank Taoism will not be a problem."

"Speaking of which, it is also a kind of happy trouble. My apprentice's cultivation base is too fast. Not to mention the excellent talent, there are many adventures. The cultivation base of Taoism is almost catching up with me."

In front of the Patriarch Hall, Daoist Xu Ping chattered about what had happened to his generation of the New Lingshan Sect recently, and reported to the Patriarchs in front of the hall.

At first, Daoist Xu Ping still had a sad look on his face. As he spoke, his tone couldn't help becoming lighter, and his words became a little more relaxed.

The hall was empty and silent, originally only the reverberation of Daoist Xu Ping echoed.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in the hall.

"Boy Yunshui, you have done a good job, practice hard, don't think too much."

Daoist Xu Ping was taken aback by the sudden words. He didn't perform ritual rituals, but just confided.

If there is a sudden sound in the hall, there is only one possibility - there are people in the hall!
After being surprised, Daoist Xu Ping's face was full of surprise, and he looked around:

"Master, are you back?"

In the blink of an eye, an old Taoist with white hair and childlike face walked in unhurriedly from outside the hall.

Although the pace is full, but in a blink of an eye, he came to the front.

The old Taoist categorically denied it: "No, no, kid, I'm not your master."

Taoist Xu Ping looked around at the person, and indeed he did not match the master in his impression. However, it could not be ruled out that he had used a secret method, and it was difficult to tell from the appearance and aura.

"Then which uncle and uncle are you, or which uncle and uncle are you?"

After Xu Ping finished speaking, he gave a big gift, his expression quite excited.

At that time, the Lingshan School encountered a major change, and there was a big problem in its practice. The entire Lingshan School had to cut off their wrists. Lingshan faction connection.

As a result, there were only three or two big cats and kittens left in the small school that was not very big in Japan in the past, and the heavy burden of revitalizing the Lingshan School suddenly fell on him.

Previously, Xu Ping inherited and supported the Lingshan School by himself. No matter how difficult it was, he supported it.

But now, seeing the elders of Shimen, who is a man of iron, the softness in his heart was suddenly moved.

Seeing Xu Ping's agitated appearance, the old Taoist with white hair and youthful face shook his head again and again:

"Boy, I'm not a senior of your Lingshan Sect, you have mistaken me."

Xu Ping was in a daze, wasn't he a senior of the Lingshan School?
"You are not an elder of Lingshan, so why did you appear at the gate of Lingshan?"

Hefa Tongyan old man stroked his beard: "Your master and I are life-and-death friends. You also know that it is inconvenient for him to go back to Lingshan, so he entrusted me to come back and take a look, and bring some things for you guys by the way."

Xu Ping didn't believe these words in his heart, but he didn't argue, but asked:
"Senior, where are my master and the elders of Lingshan now?"

"Hey, idiot, what's the use of asking, since that year, they have all been expelled from the mountain gate, and they are no longer members of the Lingshan sect."

After Hefa Tongyan finished speaking, seeing Xu Ping staring at her in a daze, unmoved, she sighed and said:
"Forget it, it doesn't matter what you say."

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist with Hefa Tongyan looked up at the sky and said leisurely:

"Some of them fell into demons and fell, and some continued to practice witchcraft and witches. They planted golden lotuses in the fire, and each made some fame. The days are happy, but you are suffering."

(End of this chapter)