This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

Chapter 575: Chapter 406: Return to the Country! _2

Chengming shook his head and said, “I don’t know either… I just have a vague sense of it.”

Wang Hou also said, “When I borrowed the power of national luck, I also sensed that a catastrophe might be approaching in the future. But what exactly this catastrophe is remains shrouded in mystery, and I can’t see it clearly.”

At this moment, the ginkgo tree shook.

A branch hung down and came in front of Grandmaster Chengming. He immediately showed a kind smile, touched the hanging branch, and said, “Could it be that Xing Er also senses the catastrophe? Don’t worry, Xing Er. Nowadays, the common people are wealthy, the army is strong, and almost everyone in Da Xia practices martial arts… Even if the catastrophe really breaks out, we will have the power to handle it.”

The ginkgo tree shook again.

There were even faint spiritual fluctuations coming from it.

Obviously.

As the spiritual aura had revived three times, the broken “True Spirit” of the ginkgo tree had also recovered somewhat. At least it could now communicate normally with Grandmaster Chengming, instead of instinctively getting close to people like before, and sticking to Xu Yang whenever it saw him.

Grandmaster Chengming smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I will protect you well.”

Seeing that a man and a tree were about to show affection in front of him, Wang Hou coughed dryly and said, “Senior Chengming, I have some other things to attend to, so I’ll take my leave first.”

“Let me see you out.”

Grandmaster Chengming stood up and escorted Wang Hou out of the Zongsheng Palace Daoist temple, saying, “Minister Wang, when you have time, give Xu Yang a call and ask him to come back… The situation in the Western countries is more complicated than it appears on the surface. Be careful not to provoke those guys.”

“Oh?”

Minister Wang’s face changed slightly, and he asked, “Senior Chengming, are you referring to those sleeping ancient gods?”

Chengming shook his head, seemingly unwilling to say more on this topic.

Wang Hou was familiar with the old Daoist’s temper and did not inquire further. Instead, he turned around and left the Louguan Temple scenic area.

The Louguan Temple scenic area now was different from what it was a few months ago.

The entire scenic area was shrouded in a faint mist, and being within the area gave people an inexplicable feeling of refreshment.

You should know that Louguan Temple was once known as the number one blessed land in Da Xia. Now that the spiritual aura has been restored, its role as a blessed land has been revealed. The spiritual aura of the entire Louguan Temple is even several times richer than the outside world!

“It’s a pity that Louguan Temple has been occupied by many Daoist temples and monasteries… Otherwise, if a martial arts school and Daoist academy were built here, many excellent disciples could be cultivated.”

Wang Hou secretly lamented.

He could have forced those small Daoist temples and monasteries in Louguan Temple to move out.

But such actions would have had a negative impact.

Would the people of the martial world agree to that?

“It may be a bit too much to force them to move out, but cooperation is possible… Louguan Temple may not be large, but it should definitely have enough space to build a martial arts school and Daoist academy, right?”

Wang Hou flew into the sky, returned to the Kyoto Supernatural Affairs Bureau headquarters, took out his cell phone and called Xu Yang.

Soon.

The call went through.

“Minister Wang.”

Xu Yang’s hearty laughter came through, and he asked, “What made Minister Wang think of calling me today…”

Xu Yang was currently in the room arranged for him by Zhuge Zheng in Miland, drawing talismans.

While drawing talismans, he talked and laughed with Wang Hou on the phone.

Zhuge Zheng, who was waiting on the side, looked on with a stunned expression!

Although he wasn’t a Daoist, he knew how difficult the “talisman art” of Daoist practitioners was!

There was a Daoist practitioner in the overseas intelligence group who had been practicing Daoism for thirty years, reached the peak of the Entering Dao Realm, and often practiced drawing talismans. He could probably only make two or three types of talismans, and had to bathe and burn incense before drawing each one, claiming that he needed to empty his mind to increase the chances of creating a successful talisman!

Zhuge Zheng was so naive.

He actually believed it!

The key was that even with that, the older Daoist’s success rate in creating talismans was still not very high.

He would carefully draw each talisman for more than an hour, with failure being the most common outcome… Zhuge Zheng remembered joking about this with him.

Back then, the old Daoist had solemnly explained to everyone that he was already doing quite well!

It wasn’t until now…

That Zhuge Zheng realized that the old Daoist had just been talking nonsense!

Xu Yang was making a phone call and drawing talismans at the same time… and even took time to sip some tea!

“Coming back?”

“I’m planning to…”

Xu Yang put the completed “Wulei Talisman” aside and lit a cigarette, exhaling smoke as he said, “I’ve pretty much finished what I came to do in the West, so I’m planning to go back… By the way, I heard the overseas intelligence team is supposed to be withdrawn?”

“How can they be withdrawn? Our comrades are working hard overseas for Da Xia, and their safety must be guaranteed.”

Wang Hou laughed, “Don’t worry, I’ve arranged everything. The private jet I sent will arrive in Miland tomorrow morning… it was initially a troublesome matter, but after you caused a scene, who in the West would dare to touch our Da Xia people now?”

“In that case, I’ll go back with them tomorrow.”

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Zheng couldn’t help but look pleased.

After Xu Yang hung up the phone, he promptly said, “Master Xu, in that case, I’ll start making arrangements… To be honest, my Zhuge Clan still has dozens of people overseas.”

Xu Yang smiled, “Go ahead and arrange it, the sooner they return home, the better.”

Upon hearing the words “return home,” Zhuge Zheng felt a little sour in his nose.

Meanwhile, Xu Yang called Liu Shishi and found out that all his wives were not at home but in the “Xu Manor.” He asked about Xiao Yu’s situation and learned that she had successfully broken into the Demon King Realm after refining the “Demon King Inner Core” and had begun comprehensively practicing the “demonic immortal inheritance.”

They chatted until dawn.

Only then did Xu Yang hang up the phone and stretch lazily before leaving the room.

“Master Xu.”

He happened to run into Zhuge Zhong, Zhuge Zheng’s cousin, who respectfully said, “Breakfast is ready, do you want to eat in the dining room or have it brought to you?”

“Let’s go to the dining room.”

Xu Yang freshened up and went to the dining room, where he noticed several new faces at the farm.

“Master Xu!”

“Celestial Master Xu!”

These people came forward to pay their respects, all members of the Spirits Management Bureau’s overseas intelligence team.

Xu Yang’s gaze fell on one elderly Daoist.

This Daoist was in his fifties, with a goatee and wearing a Daoist robe, having reached the peak of Entering Dao Realm with an essence of the water element surrounding him!

Xu Yang knew that there were many Chinese cultivators overseas.

However, what surprised him was that this elderly Daoist’s breath… seemed to be from the Lu Shan Sect!

The old Daoist didn’t try to hide it, and respectfully said, “Indeed, my cultivation is from the Lu Shan Sect’s Daoist skills… But don’t worry, Master Xu, I have no connection with the Lu Shan Sect in the country, and we even have grievances!”

It turned out that this elderly Daoist’s ancestors were disciples of the Lu Shan Sect, and because they had violated the sect’s rules, they were half beaten to death and expelled from the sect. Fortunately, they were saved by a kind-hearted person who helped them survive.

Later, when the strange phenomena occurred in the world and the spiritual aura dried up, the Lu Shan Sect closed its doors, causing the elderly Daoist’s family to inherit and pass down their cultivation skills overseas.

After the revival of the spiritual aura, this elderly Daoist accidentally discovered a notebook with cultivation methods left by his grandfather and embarked on the path of cultivation by studying it himself.

“It’s quite difficult for you to cultivate to the peak of the Entering Dao Realm just by relying on a notebook without any guidance.”

Hearing his story, Xu Yang couldn’t help but say, “The Lu Shan Sect and Jingming Sect are actually from the same lineage, but they disagreed on their beliefs and had conflicts. Now that the Lu Shan Sect has been destroyed, you can go to Wanshou Palace after returning home. With your cultivation and aptitude, you can become a disciple of Jingming Sect’s Yuan generation.”

The elderly Daoist did not show much excitement.

Having been a cultivator for thirty years and being bottlenecked in the peak of the Entering Dao Realm for many years, he had already lost confidence in cultivation. He asked, “Master Xu, isn’t it already past the prime age for cultivation?”

Xu Yang couldn’t help but laugh, “Is there really the best age for cultivation? You know the story of our previous sect leader, Supreme Sage Qingxu? He started cultivating in middle age and only succeeded in refining qi at the age of 40… Nevertheless, he still became a legendary figure in the Da Xia Daoism world, and I only came into contact with cultivation at the age of 22, but now, am I not also a celestial master of Daoism?”

The elderly Daoist was stunned.

Of course, he knew about the story of Supreme Sage Qingxu.

But Xu Yang…

He only started cultivating at the age of 22?

The elderly Daoist instinctively asked, “May I ask Master Xu… how old are you now?”

Xu Yang: “22.”

The elderly Daoist: “???”