ter. What on earth does Jiang Qiyun want to doQuan Heng said he wanted to eradicate all evil, but did he really intend to burn the entire village of Corpse Refiners to ashesGetting closer, I saw a gig...Actually, "還願" means to fulfill the reward promised to deities and to express gratitude for their blessings.

But I did not specifically ask the deities for anything, so I made no vows or offerings. However, I received the compassion of the heavenly beings there and therefore wish to go back and prostrate myself again.

The Qingyu Dao Guan holds a special significance for Jiang Qiyun. It's where we had our disagreements, where Shen Qingrui revealed the purpose of the child to us, and later, it became the main battleground against the Corpse Demon.

Many members of the Shen family were injured there, and many Taoists from Qingyu Dao Guan were splashed with the corpse demon's poisonous blood.

Those scenes and emotions are vivid in my memory. Coming back to the mountain gate again, I have a myriad of feelings in my heart.

To describe it as a fleeting moment in time may be an exaggeration.

Although it's only been a year, I feel world-weary because of the many experiences I've had and the changes in relationships with those around me.

My brother slowly parked the car in the parking lot at the mountain gate. As soon as we got out of the car, six disciples came out from the mountain gate and lined up on both sides, bowing to us respectfully.

"Welcome, esteemed guest." A young disciple bowed respectfully.

I was a little surprised, and I asked softly, “Master Dao, why did you come out to greet us We came here quietly and didn't notify Master Lingxu.”

The young Taoist smiled and said frankly: “Since the last incident, we have placed intelligent identification cameras around the mountain. We inputted the license plate numbers of some important figures. When your car passed the barrier, our fellow Taoist responsible for security monitoring informed our master.”

Well, it seems like our movements in this circle are no longer a secret.

There's a path leading up to the Qingyu Taoist Temple that is not accessible by vehicles. A young Taoist priest accompanied us as we walked along the path, and I asked him a few questions about the temple along the way.

He said that incense donors contributed to the repair of damaged buildings. Although his master's health is not very good, he has reduced his external activities and devoted himself to quiet cultivation every day. His mental state is still quite good.

Lin Yanqin loved nature very much. She was excited to see the lush green forest and the gurgling stream.

My brother was walking behind us, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding his phone, dealing with something.

The little Taoist priest didn't dare to be negligent towards Master Mu, two little Taoist priests closely followed behind my elder brother. As soon as my elder brother looked up, a little Taoist priest immediately asked, "Master Mu, what are your orders"

My brother chuckled as he watched the two of them, saying, "I have no orders for you. I just want to tell my sister and my wife not to walk so fast…"

The little Taoist priest smiled awkwardly.

My brother patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be so nervous. We are also old friends of Qingyu Dao Guan. There is no need to treat us as distinguished guests. Just treat us as old friends of Ling Xuzi."

The little Daoist replied humbly, “You and Miss Mu and Miss Lin are no ordinary guests. We dare not neglect you.”

My brother smiled and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Oh, time flies. The first time we came to Qingyu Taoist Temple, we were just young and inexperienced, with no say in anything and often targeted by others. Now look at us, esteemed guests… sigh…"

I glared at him: "Don't make fun of those Taoists, they haven't wronged you."

My brother chuckled and slung an arm around a young Taoist priest's shoulder: "We're going to be staying here for the night—"

"Yes, yes, yes. Little Miaofeng Tiance Pavilion has always been empty, waiting for distinguished guests to arrive," the leading Taoist beside me immediately replied. "Ever since Miss Mu lived there, it has been closed to the public."

Sweat, a room that costs 9999 yuan per night is just sitting empty A million incense money is lost each year.

The Taoist smiled and flattered, “Miss Mu, Madam Mu, Miss Lin, your arrival brings radiance to this humble abode. It’s not something money can measure… Last time with the Corpse Demon incident, thanks to the three of you who weren’t afraid of danger and put fellow cultivators first, many Daoists were saved.”

My brother burst out laughing. Actually, we weren't deliberately seeking fame or attention; it was a personal matter that we had to work hard to resolve, and coincidentally, we ended up helping others along the way.

Ling Xuzi Daochang received us in his small courtyard. He looked much older, and he inquired about the recent happenings of my Shen family.

Old Mrs. Shen had completely withdrawn from family affairs and stopped seeing outsiders, spending her remaining days side by side with Mr. Zhou.

Ling Xuzi, hearing this, sighed deeply.

I can understand his feelings. This period of "cultivation" and "leisure" has allowed me to gain a lot of emotional insights.

All illusions, all splendors, if unshared, are but solitude.

The reason why humans have ups and downs is that they need to support each other in order to stand firm in the world.

Although immortals value tranquility, they do not revere solitude and coldness.

Tranquil amidst the bustling, insightful amidst tranquility, enlightened in enlightenment...

I lowered my eyes, gazing at my nose and my heart—actually, I was looking at the small nameplate hanging on my chest.

There is a quiet and unwavering depth of affection within the comprehension of the Tao.

Perhaps I'm the kind of person seeking enlightenment with impure motives. All I want is to be with Jiang Qiyun.

In the morning, I gaze upon the dewdrops hanging low; in the evening, I embrace the mountain ranges bathed in the setting sun.

We can bathe in the moonlight together, within reach.

Not envious of mandarin ducks, not envious of immortals. bed, smiling softly at me.This feeling was a bit subtle. I watched him smile, and my own expression couldn't help but twitch at the corners of my lips.Mu Wanchen leaned in, his forehead lightly touch...