As soon as Meng Hu returned to the branch altar, he saw a large group of people rushing out aggressively. His first reaction was, "Could it be that someone is jealous of me and wants to harm me?"
He started to reflect on himself. Was he too active recently, causing his fellow disciples to lose the opportunity to contribute? He didn't want that to happen.
He was simply too outstanding. He could make contributions just by walking a few rounds. How could he be blamed for this?
He Xuanren saw a young cultivator walking over from afar. Based on his previous understanding, he knew this was Meng Hu. He secretly observed him and found that this person had a serious expression and steady steps. There was even a hint of worry between his brows. He nodded subconsciously.
He had found out beforehand that no matter where Meng Hu went this time, he did everything perfectly without any oversight. When Elder Yuan and Duan Cheng both left, he was the one who took care of all the external affairs. It could be said that he had done a great service for Meng Hu.
However, when he returned, he didn't show any signs of wanting to take credit. It seemed like he was still worried about the branch altar. This was very consistent with the image he imagined.
He took the initiative to walk forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Protector Meng, greetings."
Meng Hu didn't know him, but there were too many people he didn't know. He made a sound and was about to reply.
There was a Deacon Daoist priest with the surname Huang standing beside He Xuanren. He was very familiar with Meng Hu. Before Elder Yuan left, he had specially reminded him to think of a way to keep an eye on Meng Hu. If he could persuade Meng Hu, he would try his best to not make any mistakes.
He was very afraid that something would happen and he couldn't complete Elder Yuan's task. He hurriedly said, "Guardian Meng, this is Altar Leader He. He is the new Altar Leader sent by the main altar."
Meng Hu was well disciplined by Zhang Chan in terms of etiquette. He instinctively raised his hand and greeted, "Altar Leader He, greetings."
He Xuanren saw that he was neither servile nor overbearing and was even more satisfied. After all, no Altar Leader liked their Guardian to be at odds with them. In fact, in other areas, there were many Guardian who had conflicts with the Altar Leader.
Because logically, only the Altar Leader had the right to use the Guardian. If he completely ignored the Altar Leader, the Altar Leader would have no choice but to report it to the Altar Leader and cause both sides to suffer.
One had to know that the main situation in the Kun Shi Continent was in the outside world, so if the two of them did not get along well, then he could forget about being an altar lord.
He smiled and said, "Before I came here, I've heard of Protector Meng's reputation. Now that I've met you, you really do live up to your reputation. I hope that you and I can work together in the future and manage the Kun Beginning branch well."
When Meng Hu heard this, he felt that these people did not seem to be here to cause trouble for him. He made a sound of acknowledgment and was about to say something when Deacon Huang hastily interrupted, "Guardian Meng, Altar Leader He knows that you will be returning soon, so he has specially taken care of you. The banquet that was originally meant to congratulate Altar Leader on his appointment will be held after your return."
The smile on He Xuanren's face did not change, but he had some complaints about Deacon Huang in his heart. Although Deacon Huang spoke appropriately and said what he wanted to say, he could not always bully Guardian Meng because he was an honest man.
Deacon Huang, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that everything was fine in front of the door, he said, "Altar Leader, Guardian Meng has been working hard outside for a long time, and Just now, he must be tired. Why don't you rest for two days and then hold a banquet to welcome Guardian Meng?"
He Xuanren smiled and said, "It seems that I'm being a little unreasonable. Guardian Meng, in the future when we work together, I'll have to rely on you to take care of me."
Meng Hu's expression became solemn and he said, "I will." Although He Xuanren had given him such a heavy responsibility right from the start, he could understand. He was an outstanding person, so if he did not hand it over to him, who else could he hand it over to? For the overall situation of the branch altar, it seemed that he could only put in a little more effort.
He Xuanren smiled and said, "Then I won't disturb Guardian Meng any longer. If there's anything, let's talk about it later."
Deacon Huang's nervousness faded a little. The two of them seemed to be getting along well when they first met, and at least nothing unexpected happened. He could only hope that nothing unforeseen would happen in the future.
Two days later, He Xuanren held a banquet in the branch altar. Not only did he invite Meng Hu, but he also summoned all the guardians and deacons in the branch altar.
During the banquet, He Xuanren and Meng Hu did not converse much. Deacon Huang watched from below, and he was always unusually nervous. Every time, he would say something to fill in the gaps.
He Xuanren also noticed something, but he remained calm and collected. After the banquet ended, he tried to persuade Meng Hu to stay. He said, "Guardian Meng and I hit it off at first sight, and it just so happens that there are some mundane matters in the branch altar that I would like to consult Guardian Meng on. Why don't you stay and have a few more drinks?"
Deacon Huang hurriedly said, "Altar Master, Guardian Meng has never cared about these things. He only cares about external fights and expeditions …"
He Xuanren merely glanced at him indifferently.
Immediately, Deacon Huang did not dare to utter another word. He retreated with a bitter face.
He Xuanren invited Meng Hu to the Inner Residence and ordered people to serve two cups of fragrant tea. He said, "This is the spiritual tea that I brought from the Chengyang branch altar. It has a different flavor compared to the one here in the Kun Shen branch altar. Guardian Meng, you don't have to taste it."
Meng Hu took a sip and put it down. He said in disdain, "It's not salty at all."
He Xuanren was startled. He laughed and said, "Guardian Meng has a unique taste."
He thought to himself that this Guardian Meng was a straightforward person who said whatever was on his mind. It was good that he was easier to get along with than someone with complicated thoughts.
As this thought crossed his mind, he immediately instructed the servants, "Come, bring Guardian Meng's favorite spiritual tea."
After the teacup was changed, He Xuanren said, "Guardian Meng, I have checked the number of creation spirits' dharma carvings that you have eliminated during your trip. There are a total of 53 places, and more than half of them are located in the depths of the Wasteland that no one has ever been to before. Guardian Meng has indeed made a great contribution this time.
Meng Hu did not think that this was a big deal. He just sat there and enjoyed his tea.
In He Xuanren's eyes, this was a display of indifference. He said, "I was the altar master of another branch altar. There has never been a creation spirit causing trouble there, and I have never come into contact with a creation spirit's dharma. Guardian Meng has fought with this kind of person a few times, so I presume you have a very good understanding of this person?"
The most important problem he had to solve this time was how to resolve the invasion of the creation spirit's dharma. Although he did not understand the knack behind it, he only needed to use it on the right person.
Meng Hu raised his head and puffed out his chest. "Of course."
If it was not for Zhang Chan repeatedly reminding him not to let the Fellow Daoists see the Heart Realm, he would have dragged He Xuanren into the Heart Realm with just a thought and let him try to understand what a creation spirit was.
He Xuanren immediately asked many questions, and Meng Hu answered them one by one. He was a creation spirit's incarnation, so his words were exceptionally insightful. Moreover, when it came to matters related to dharma, he did as he should. Any mistake in his words could deviate from his original meaning, so the two of them had a pleasant conversation. One asked what he wanted to know, and the other obtained the satisfaction of solving someone's doubts.
He Xuanren personally sent Meng Hu to the door and said, "Guardian Meng, I'll leave the altar's matters to you."
Meng Hu cupped his hands and left.
He Xuanren glanced at Attendant Huang standing in the corner. He called out, "Attendant Huang, come over here."
Attendant Huang came over anxiously and bowed. "Greetings, Altar Master."
He had been waiting outside the entire time, afraid that the two of them would have some conflict. Seeing the two of them come out and talk happily without any accidents, he was really puzzled.
He Xuanren said, "I saw that you repeatedly interrupted Guardian Meng previously, and later tried to dissuade me from meeting Guardian Meng alone. I'm very curious, why did you do that?"
Attendant Huang immediately found it hard to reply, and said, "This …"
He Xuanren smiled and said, "Are you afraid that Guardian Meng will speak too straightforwardly and offend me? And cause discord between the two of us? "
Attendant Huang thought to himself, I'm not afraid of him offending you, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. But he couldn't say that, so he could only vaguely agree and lowered his head. "I can't hide it from Altar Master."
He Xuanren smiled again, and then his expression turned serious. He said sternly, "You underestimate me too much. I've always been a broad-minded person. Even if Guardian Meng was a bit more straightforward, and spoke without restraint, I would still be able to tolerate him. I wouldn't have any conflict with him."
In the Mountain and Sea Realm, Hong You had unknowingly stayed in the Guangyuan Sect for more than a year. After agreeing to Yang Miaosheng's various requests to study talisman techniques, he also obtained the opportunity to deeply understand the various talisman techniques of the Guangyuan Sect. Of course, he couldn't see the key points.
However, he didn't need that. He just wanted to understand Shen Chong's path from these techniques. No matter how profound Shen Chong's Daoist techniques were, they still had a foundation from which all future Daoist techniques would be derived.
But the results were as he expected. Although the Guangyuan Sect's techniques and Shen Chong's had some similarities, Shen Chong's techniques were unique to himself. This was similar to the Primal Yang Sect's techniques that he cultivated. On the surface, it still looked like the Primal Yang Sect's path, but in reality, it had long since surpassed the original rules.
These days, he was still communicating with the Elders of the Shaoqing and Qincang Sects, trying to find a way to restore himself to his peak.
The most reliable method here was to use his Divine Will to derive the scene of that day, and then defeat Shen Chong's Divine Will Illumination. No matter what method he used, even magical treasures would work.
But when he tried it, it didn't have much effect. Every time, it would be broken in one move.
There was another method, and that was to temporarily seal this part of his memories. That way, it wouldn't interfere with his cultivation of Daoist techniques. When he comprehended something, he could come back and observe, and perhaps he would be able to resolve it.
He thought about it deeply, but didn't do that. That way, he could avoid the problem, but he couldn't resolve the flaw in his state of mind, which would always be a hidden danger.
Another month later, he bid farewell to Yang Miaosheng. The latter tried to persuade him to stay, but he wasn't moved.
He could also see that this person was very obsessed with talisman techniques, and could not wait for him to stay here to display his Qi for her to study. He thought that with Yang Miaosheng's talent, if he was given a few thousand years, she might really be able to resolve it. However, he wasn't willing to wait for so long, and would rather find a solution himself.
On the second day after he bid farewell, he went down the mountain with Ran Xiushu's clone. Then, according to their original plan, they headed towards the Clear Feather Sect in the Wing Sky Continent. The two of them used the Transfer Spell Altar, and in just a few days, they arrived in front of the Phoenix Cry Gorge where the Clear Feather Sect's mountain gate was.
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