The Dingzhou was in an uproar.
The Spiritual State was also in turmoil.
After the news spread out, it was unknown how many people moved upon hearing the news.
Besides the Imperial Court and the Daoist lineage, many high-ranking officials, nobles, and well-informed people couldn't wait to watch the show.
As a result, all kinds of carriages and fast horses gathered outside Fang Xian's caravan, which stretched for dozens of kilometers and caused chaos several times.
Fortunately, they knew that there were immortals in the caravan and didn't dare to offend them.
Otherwise, the trouble along the way would be more than ten times bigger.
Besides, this time, the noise was so great that it suppressed some of the noises such as "Fang Xian fled without a fight" and "fearing the Demon Clan".
'How stupid would I have to be to fight with my own life on the line …'
In the carriage, Fang Xian sat cross-legged and knew the Imperial Court's plan.
It was nothing more than a fight between a sandpiper and a clam, and they would catch all of them in one fell swoop.
"What a coincidence … From today on, the Imperial Court will find that Wang Shun is fighting everywhere except the Spiritual State … I don't plan to give the Spiritual State to the Imperial Court. When the time is right, I'll ask Ning Boyan to establish an independent state …"
"The Emperor probably has other means to deal with me. Last time in the Royal Palace, the Arcane Temple of the Daluo Cave reminded me of the danger … I won't go next time …"
"If the tiger doesn't come out of its cave, I won't go to Jingcheng even if he sends 13 golden tokens to beg me …"
…
While he was thinking, the carriage stopped, and Tong Hezi's voice came from outside, "The caravan has arrived at the Spiritual State. Master, where should we go next?"
"Let's go and pick up Miaoyu first. Let's go to the Spiritual Mountain Prefecture!"
Fang Xian answered.
"Yes!"
Tong Hezi's heart skipped a beat. With some expectation, he immediately ordered the huge caravan to depart.
– Spiritual Mountain Prefecture –
– Zhao Family –
This family was famous for its poetry and literature. Every few decades, there would be a Grand Scholar, which would bring glory to the family. It was known as the County Lord Family, which had endless fertile fields and countless child servants.
At this moment, the eldest branch was gloomy and gloomy.
Zhao Tongming, the head of the eldest branch, had encountered a strange thing recently.
His seventh concubine had recently given birth to a baby boy. It was supposed to be a happy occasion, but the baby was really strange.
Ever since he was born, he didn't cry or make a fuss. He only looked around with his black eyes, almost scaring the midwife into fainting.
If not for the concubine's pleading, he would have drowned the baby.
Just as he was vexed, a butler suddenly came over and bowed, "Young Master, Master invites you in!"
The so-called Old Master was the head of the Zhao family. The real person in power was also Zhao Tongming's father.
"Since my father is looking for me, I should go and pay my respects."
Zhao Tongming followed the butler through a huge courtyard, a garden, and a long corridor before arriving at a study.
"Greetings, Father!"
Zhao Tongming solemnly bowed and asked, "Father, why have you called me here?"
"You've only been focused on the birth of your concubine these days. I'm afraid you don't pay attention to what's going on outside. You don't even know what's going on outside, do you?" Old Master Zhao snorted coldly and handed a piece of information to Zhao Tongming.
"This …"
Zhao Tongming glanced at it and trembled all over. "You mean … that child of mine is the reincarnation of a Daoist? That's impossible … Although it's rare for a baby to be born without crying or making a fuss, it's not unheard of … He might be a mute. "
"I wouldn't believe it if that was the only possibility, but now that the Immortal's carriage is heading towards the Spirit Mountain Prefecture … the possibility is very high."
Old Master Zhao narrowed his eyes. "I heard that you want to drown him?"
"I do have such thoughts …" Zhao Tongming felt a chill run down his spine, but he still answered honestly, "After all, he might be a monster …"
In fact, when he heard that his son might be the reincarnation of someone else, he felt strange. He felt as if he had been taken advantage of, and the thought of drowning him resurfaced.
"Fool!"
Old Master Zhao seemed to be looking for a crutch. "You dare to kill the disciple of an Immortal? Are you trying to kill our entire family? "
Zhao Tongming covered his head and scurried away. "That might not be the case. Besides … didn't you often say that the son doesn't speak of the supernatural?"
"That was in the past. Now that the demons have appeared, the Confucian Sect has no choice but to change! Besides … don't you want to reincarnate and live forever? "Old Master Zhao was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.
"Then, what do you mean?"
Zhao Tongming came back to his senses and asked probingly.
"There's only one son left and right. If I give him up, then so be it. It's better to form some good karma. In any case, you have more than one son." Old Master Zhao said, "If reincarnation is true, not only will I give up this grandson to enter the Dao, but I will also give Qingling Mountain outside the city to Fang Xian!"
"Qingling Mountain?"
Zhao Tongming was shocked. This was no small matter. It was a large property.
"I don't seek to live forever. It's good if I can prolong my life. Besides … Dingzhou is gone, and the world is about to fall into chaos. I have to cling to someone, don't I?"
Old Master Zhao's eyes were half-closed.
"I will obey all your orders."
Zhao Tongming had no choice but to agree.
…
Five days later.
An enormous group of carriages entered the prefecture and headed directly for the Zhao Manor.
Hearing the news, Zhao Tongming no longer had any doubts. He ordered someone to carry the newborn baby out and welcome him at the door.
The surrounding people surrounded him in layers and layers of people.
Under everyone's gaze, Fang Xian calmly got off the carriage and walked forward with Shih.
Zhao Tongming wanted to go forward and greet him, but he saw the baby struggling and almost running out of the wet nurse's arms. He opened his mouth and said, "Greetings, Daoist Master!"
Whoosh!
Once this clear child's voice rang out, the surrounding people suddenly fell silent.
Soon after, it turned into a huge wave of noise, which kept spreading outwards.
"Today, I see that you have returned from the tribulation and can see the light of day again. Congratulations." Shih went forward and greeted him with the Daoist Sect's etiquette. He naturally took the swaddling clothes from the wet nurse's hands.
"Zhao Youde greets True Immortal!"
At this moment, the main door of the Zhao Manor opened. An old man with a red face came out to welcome him. "It is the Zhao Family's honor to have an immortal's disciple reincarnate into my family. The Zhao Family is willing to use Qingling Mountain outside the city to worship the Daoist Master! Daoist Master, please don't decline! "
As he said this, he bowed.
"Please don't decline, Daoist Master."
Zhao Tongming also bowed. When he looked up, he saw that the baby's gaze seemed to be mocking him. He could not help but vomit blood in his heart. "So you can speak. I was really fooled by you, you little bastard!"
"Since it is the Family Head's kind intention, I will accept it."
Fang Xian said calmly.
"Haha, today is a day of double happiness. My manor has already set up a banquet. Please do me the honor, Daoist Master."
Old Man Zhao waved his hand. Instantly, a large number of children ran out and invited the people of Fang Xian Sect into the manor.
"Fine …"
Perhaps because he felt that it was too noisy outside, Fang Xian frowned and agreed. He strolled into the Zhao Manor.
And the impact of this matter was spreading to the whole world at a terrifying speed.
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