Young Master Shuai saw that the cliff in front of him had suddenly revealed a mountain path. He had never seen such a method before. Now that he saw it, he couldn't help but be surprised. One of the attendants beside him didn't seem to believe it. He went up and stomped on it a few times. After confirming that it was solid ground, he said, "Young Master, it's doable."
Young Master Shuai nodded. He could confirm that the person on the mountain was really capable.
The group of people went up the mountain path. Not long after, they turned around a large stone. In front of them was a flat land of five acres. This place was against a mountain wall. Above it was a waterfall that flowed down and converged into a pool at the bottom. Not far away, there was a small pavilion that could shelter from the rain. A hundred steps to the right, there was a high cliff. Between the trees, they could vaguely see a hut.
Young Master Shuai came here and looked around. He felt that the air here was especially fresh. After taking a few breaths, he felt refreshed. He couldn't help but praise, "It really is a land of immortals."
He became excited and quickly walked towards the direction of the high cliff. He followed the mountain path and turned up to the hut. However, after a few glances, he found that this place was already at the top of the mountain. There seemed to be nowhere else to go. He cupped his fists and asked, "Is the master here?"
After a moment, a voice came from inside, "Young Master Shuai, please come in and talk."
Young Master Shuai heard that this was the voice of the immortal and couldn't help but feel strange. He looked around and didn't expect the immortal in the legends to live in such a simple place. He hesitated for a moment and thought that the hut looked small and might not be able to accommodate too many people. So, he turned around and said that except for one attendant, the rest of the guards stayed outside. He then lifted the curtain and entered. However, Just Now that he was inside, he couldn't help but be absent-minded.
The outside was clearly a hut, but when he entered, he found that it was actually a wide hall. At the end of the hall, there was a young cultivator standing on a high platform. He wore a green robe with ripples on it. Beside him was a white lion. In front of him was a purple gold incense burner. Green smoke curled up and a strange fragrance assailed his nostrils.
Young Master Shuai composed himself and went forward to bow. He said, "Are you the immortal here?"
Cen Xiao said in a clear voice, "I don't dare to be called an immortal, I'm just a Daoist cultivator." He gestured to the side, "Guest, please sit down."
The young master thanked him and walked up to the stage. He sat down on the guest seat, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at the White Jade Lion that was right in front of him. He felt a little restless. Facing such a huge beast, no one would dare to remain calm. The attendant beside him also had a nervous expression, as if he was afraid that the beast would pounce on him.
Cen Xiao smiled and said, "The two of you need not be afraid. This is my mount. Without my orders, it will not harm outsiders."
Young Master Shuai relaxed a little and praised, "Celestial can tame such a ferocious beast, you really have great mana."
Cen Xiao smiled and opened his sleeve. Smoke rose from the hall and two lotus leaf cups floated over. There were two exquisite white porcelain teacups. After they came over, they landed in front of the host and guest respectively and said, "Young Master Shuai, please enjoy."
Young Master Shuai had seen wind and rain before, but he had never seen such a small art. He felt it was rather novel. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea was tasteless at first, then he suddenly felt a sweet fragrance permeate the top of his head, as if he was soaked in warm water.
After a long time, he heaved a sigh of relief and praised, "Good tea."
Cen Xiao said, "This is spiritual tea that I personally planted. It's not something rare. If you like it, you can pick some before you leave."
Young Master Shuai thanked him. Perhaps he felt that Cen Xiao's temperament was gentle and not someone who was difficult to talk to, so he tried to ask, "Immortal, did you come from the Upper Bound?"
Cen Xiao said, "You can say that."
Young Master Shuai's expression became excited and he continued to ask, "Then what position do you have under the Almighty, Immortal?"
Cen Xiao shook his head and said, "We Daoist cultivators respect heaven and earth as our teachers, but not the gods."
Young Master Shuai's eyes widened slightly. Other than worshiping heaven and earth and the four Dao Lords, the human path tribes also worshiped the Almighty. They had never come into contact with Daoist cultivators before. Therefore, it was generally believed that regardless of immortals or gods, they were all under the control of the Almighty. Only now did he know that there was no connection between them. He asked curiously, "Then do you have a master above you, Immortal?"
Cen Xiao said, "Every sect and path has their own origins. It's hard to say for now, but usually, the four Dao Lords are the masters."
Young Master Shuai said, "Then have you ever seen the four Dao Lords?"
Cen Xiao smiled and did not answer.
Young Master Shuai saw that he did not say anything, so he did not ask further. He thought for a while and said, "Two years ago, there was an Immortal who came to Qiong Mountain and said that he was staying at Mei Mountain. I wonder how his ability is compared to Immortal?"
Cen Xiao thought for a while and said, "This person has remarkable abilities, I can't compare to him. However, this person's cultivation is not orthodox, so I won't take him."
Young Master Shuai said, "Orthodox?"
Cen Xiao said, "I'm afraid Young Master Shuai does not understand the mysteries of this place. I can only tell you that this person does not worship the four Dao Lords, but has another belief."
"So that's how it is," Young Master Shuai's expression turned solemn. This time, he came with a purpose. Originally, he thought that if he hit a wall here, he would go to that mountain to try his luck, but now he dispelled that idea.
He did not know anything about orthodox Daoism, but he knew that those who did not worship the four Dao Lords were definitely not on the same path as him. It would be fine if he did not know, but now that he knew, if he went forward, it would be disrespectful to the Dao Lords, and it would bring disaster to the tribe.
Cen Xiao said, "What brings you here, sir?"
Young Master Shuai deliberated over his words and said, "This time I have come here for two matters. One is to ask about longevity, and the other is to ask about illness."
Cen Xiao nodded to himself. Most people would ask for these, and he was not surprised. He said, "I do have the method of longevity here, but it is not easily taught. If Young Master is asking about illness, if it is not someone who has reached the end of his life, there are pills that can save him."
Young Master Shuai heard his confirmation, and his spirit was lifted. He hurriedly said, "I have a younger brother who was born intelligent. When he was eight, he was sent to the Imperial Capital as a hostage. But a few years ago, there was a strange wind in the Imperial Capital. Not only did Young Master Shuai disappear, even my younger brother fainted because of it. When he woke up ten days later, he did not know his friends and parents, and did not know his family name.
Until now, there is no cure. "When he finished, he sighed.
Cen Xiao's heart moved slightly, and he thought, "Did not know his friends and parents, and did not know his family name. Could it be that person who lost his soul?" But then he thought of another possibility, "From what Young Master Shuai said, there seems to be someone else who has this illness other than Young Master's younger brother?"
Young Master Shuai thought for a while, and said, "There are many people in the tribe. Among the officials that I know, there are also two or three people who have this strange illness. I heard that the hostages of the other tribes also have similar things."
Cen Xiao understood. It seemed that this person might not be the main cause, but nothing could be certain. There was no harm in taking a look. So he said, "It is still difficult to determine the cause of your younger brother's illness. The only way is to send your younger brother here, and after I take a look, I will know."
When Young Master Shuai heard this, he stood up excitedly and said, "If Immortal Elder can cure him, I will repay you with everything I have. If there is anything you want, I will do it."
After knowing that there was hope for his younger brother to be cured, he absent-mindedly chatted for a while, then hurriedly left the mountain and rushed back to the Imperial Capital. Then, he used a large sum of money to bribe the guards to pick up his younger brother, and then personally sent him up the mountain.
This place was not far from Qiong Mountain. Under normal circumstances, the journey back and forth would only take three days. In addition, he sent him on a fast horse, and by noon of the second day, he had already sent him and carried him into the main hall.
Cen Xiao took a look. The other was only a teenager of about ten years old. Looking at his appearance, he should have been intelligent, but at this moment, he was leaning on a rattan chair. His eyes were lifeless, saliva dripped from his mouth, and his limbs were limp and powerless. He looked stupid, as if his mind had been damaged.
With one look, he knew that this was not some kind of demonic magic, but some kind of external pollution. He stretched out his finger and pointed, and a wisp of smoke entered his body. After a while, he had an idea of what was going on, and he withdrew his hand.
Young Master Shuai asked anxiously, "Immortal Elder, how is it?"
Cen Xiao said, "Your younger brother's spiritual acupoints have been blocked by evil energy, causing his mind to be blinded. When I refine a pill, it will be able to clear the obstruction and restore his mind."
Young Master Shuai was overjoyed, and said, "Thank you, Immortal Elder."
Cen Xiao turned to the back room of the cave and took out a small furnace. He took out some pill powder and sprinkled it into the furnace. Then, he circulated his mana and used the fire in his palm to refine it.
He wasn't trying to fool the other, but the pill in his hand was for cultivators to consume, so its medicinal power was great. It couldn't be used on mortals, so he had to refine it again. After a short while, he came out and came before the teenager. He grabbed a golden pill in his palm, then pressed it on the space between the teenager's eyebrows, and the pill went inside.
Young Master Shuai watched on in amazement. He found it hard to believe that such a big pill could be sent into a person's body.
Cen Xiao checked the teenager's Qi meridian, and said, "He's fine now. Young Master Shuai can bring him to the side hall to rest. After he wakes up, he will regain his clarity."
Young Master Shuai repeatedly thanked him, then ordered someone to bring his younger brother down. Then, he sat down and waited.
Four hours later, a servant ran over and whispered in his ear. Young Master Shuai's body trembled, and he stood up. He bowed deeply, and said excitedly, "My younger brother has regained his consciousness, I'm here to thank you."
Cen Xiao said, "It's nothing."
Young Master Shuai solemnly promised, "This is a great favor. When we return, we will present a great gift to you. From now on, no matter what Immortal Elder needs, just say the word, and the people of the Contract Division will do our best to fulfill it." He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Immortal Elder, my younger brother can't leave the capital yet. When he's fine, if someone asks, how should I answer?"
Cen Xiao's mind turned. Although those who were infected by the evil aura might not be the disciples he was waiting for, if the reputation of being able to solve doubts spread, it would be beneficial. It might even lead the person in question out. So, he said, "You can tell me the truth."
At the same time, on Mount Mei hundreds of miles away, a middle-aged Daoist frowned. He counted with his fingers, and his face darkened. He sneered, "I saw that you weren't enlightened by the fundamental scriptures, so I didn't want to provoke you. I didn't expect you to ruin my plans. Looks like I can't let you live." With a shake of his body, he was already above the clouds, turning into the wind and heading toward the small hill.
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