At the foot of the mountain near Yuchen Palace, there was a sparsely populated and remote town.
Lu Sheng led his black horse and strutted past the archway at the entrance of the town. A few guards glanced at him and saw that he was dressed rather well, but they did not step forward to investigate him. They continued chatting lazily like before.
Lu Sheng wandered around the town and unknowingly had seventy to eighty meat skewers and a dozen pork pancakes in his hands. After eating two buckets of rice in a shop, he ate with the snacks in his hands while asking about the whereabouts of his mother, Tang Qingqing.
"Taiyi Path and Hequan Sect?"
Standing in front of the glutinous rice ball shop, Lu Sheng ate the glutinous rice ball in his hand as he listened to the shopkeeper tell him about what he knew.
The shopkeeper was a young and handsome man. He skillfully flipped the glutinous rice balls on the iron pot as he explained with a smile.
"I heard this from my grandfather. This Yuchen Palace has actually been placed under the Taiyi Path. The person you're looking for has the surname Tang, so she must be from the Tang family of the Hequan Sect near the Taiyi Path."
"How can you be so sure?" Lu Sheng asked in return as he stuffed a rice ball into his mouth.
"Because the Tang family is very famous in the area. They're a large family in name and a direct descendant of the Taiyi Path. I'm just guessing. Don't take it to heart if you don't believe me, "the shopkeeper said with a chuckle.
"Then can you tell me where the Tang family is?" Lu Sheng asked again.
"The Tang family is quite far away, but the Taoist temple of the Hequan Sect is not far. You can go up the mountain and have a look first. They're very friendly. If you're lucky, you'll meet a disciple of the Hequan Sect who will lend a helping hand," the shopkeeper said with a smile.
"Alright, thank you very much, boss." Lu Sheng nodded. After investigating the situation, he carried a big bag of glutinous rice balls and walked towards the end of the town while eating.
At the end of the town was the mountain path that led to the Yuchen Palace.
There was a small river on the right side of the mountain path. A few scholars dressed as scholars were sitting by the river, chatting away. A few farm girls were tending to cabbages and vegetables in a small field not far away.
Lu Sheng retracted his gaze and sized up the entire Yuchen Mountain where the Yuchen Palace was located.
The mountain was not high, and there were many tourists walking up and down the mountain path.
He tightened his grip on the food on his back and climbed up the stone steps.
Not far in front of him, there were two old Taoists with grayish-white leggings. They were climbing up as if they were flying.
"Old Taoist!" Lu Sheng quickly shouted.
A white-bearded old Taoist in front of him paused and turned around to look at him.
"What's the matter, young one?"
"May I ask if the Daoist temple of the Hequan Sect of the Supreme Dao Sect is on this Yuchen Mountain?" Lu Sheng hurriedly asked.
In his opinion, instead of running around randomly, it was better to find the local tyrant and ask about the situation.
"That's right. Beside the ruins of the Yuchen Palace is the Hequan Sect," the old Taoist said with a smile.
"Thank you, Taoist Master." Lu Sheng quickly bowed.
"You're too kind. Judging by your physique, it might be difficult for you to climb the mountain …" The old Taoist looked at Lu Sheng with a strange expression.
He had seen fat people before, but he had never seen one this fat.
Although Lu Sheng had lost a lot of weight from training recently, he was still two sizes bigger than the average person. He could be used as two people at the same time.
"It's indeed difficult, but where there's a will, there's a way," Lu Sheng said with a smile.
As they spoke, the two of them started chatting. The old Taoist's surname was Wang. He was also a traveling Taoist who planned to stay at the small Daoist temple on the mountain.
Lu Sheng briefly told him about his situation. He did not mention his parents' identities. He only said that his mother came to the Daoist temple to cultivate and did not return home. He came all the way here to look for her.
"Your filial piety can be seen in the heavens and earth. It's touching. Compared to you, my unfilial children are worlds apart." Old Taoist Wang shook his head and muttered.
"Sigh, I can't help it. Perhaps this is the responsibility of a child." Lu Sheng tried hard to play with the fat on his chin. "Poor me these days. I haven't been eating well and wearing warm clothes. I've lost five pounds." As he spoke, he took out a piece of beef from his backpack and took a bite.
The old Taoist's eyelids trembled as he watched from the side.
"Speaking of which, does your mother have a Daoist name? I might be able to meet her later."
"I'm not sure about that, but my mother is very beautiful." Lu Sheng shook his head. "If you see a particularly beautiful one, go and ask her. She might be my mother."
He stuffed the beef into his mouth and felt as if his body had gained the strength of a bull. He immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
Strength was always obtained inadvertently. He had always believed that as long as he persevered, he would be rewarded in the end.
The old Taoist's eyelids twitched. He did not know what to say.
The old and the young climbed the mountain and soon reached the mountainside.
There was a Daoist temple on the left and right side of the mountain. The left was Tai Qing Temple, and the right was Hequan Sect.
Lu Sheng and the old Taoist parted ways here. They went to the left and right respectively.
Hequan Sect opened its doors early, and there were many worshippers who came to pray. Lu Sheng was inconspicuous among them.
Following the worshippers, Lu Sheng also bought two high-quality incense sticks. He lit them and put them in. Then, he prayed in front of the statue of the Three Pure Ones. Then, he stood up and asked the little Taoist who was squinting his eyes.
"May I ask if there is a Taoist named Tang Qingqing in this Daoist temple?" A red light flashed in Lu Sheng's eyes.
The little Taoist didn't have the patience to answer at first, but when he saw the pleading look on Lu Sheng's fat face, he didn't know why, but an inexplicable feeling of tenderness rose in his heart.
He thought, 'Such a fat man is willing to climb the mountain to pray to the gods. He really is devoted to me, the Taoist Lord.'
As he thought of this, his impression of him increased greatly. When he heard Lu Sheng's question, his expression also softened.
"Tang Qingqing? I don't know who you're talking about. "
"What about Taoist Qingtang?" Lu Sheng immediately asked for his mother's Taoist name.
"Oh, you're looking for Uncle-Master Qingtang? I'll inform him right away." The little Taoist immediately came to his senses and turned to walk towards the back hall.
Lu Sheng waited quietly in the main hall.
…
Behind the Daoist temple was another remote and quiet Daoist temple.
This Daoist temple didn't worship the Three Pure Ones, but a statue of a thick black book that was opened.
An old Taoist sat cross-legged in front of the statue. It was an old woman who looked like she could die of old age at any moment.
She held a horsetail whisk in her hand and her eyes were slightly closed. Her skin was full of wrinkles like old tree bark. Her plain white Taoist robes couldn't hide her emaciated body that was on the verge of death.
If there were knowledgeable martial artists here, they might be able to recognize her at a glance. This was one of the famous masters of the 16 sects in the martial world, the master of Xuanzhao Temple, Taoist Jue Yi, Mu Rong.
Just as Lu Sheng told the little Taoist about the person he was looking for, Mu Rong opened her old eyes slightly and her lips moved slightly.
"Xuan Qing."
"Master, your disciple is here." Soon, a beautiful female Taoist child ran in quickly.
"Invite your Uncle-Master Qingtang over. The mortal world is not over yet. Whether you want to or not depends on a single thought," Mu Rong said calmly.
"Yes." The female Taoist child quickly retreated out of the door.
Before long, a cold, gorgeous, and graceful figure floated around and descended into the monastery.
"Eldest Senior Sister, why did you summon me?" The woman who entered had a beautiful face and a voluptuous figure. However, her temperament was cold and flawless, giving off a feeling of superiority. She was dressed in white, which added to her cold and lonely aura.
"Back then, you painstakingly cultivated the Holy Will Sword Technique to no avail. In order to understand your heart and see your nature, you forgot your intentions and entered the mortal world to seek perfection. But now that ten years have passed, the mortal fate you left behind in the mortal world has come knocking on your door again, "Mu Rong said calmly.
"Senior Sister, do you still not understand my Taoist heart?" The woman's expression remained calm.
"Your heart is your heart. How can others understand it without permission?" Mu Rong shook her head slightly.
The woman's expression was cold.
"Back then, I entered the mortal world with emotions. Later, I sought the Dao with emotionlessness. Others might not understand my heart, but don't tell me you don't, Senior Sister? My Taoist heart is unshakable! "
Mu Rong looked at this Junior Sister whom she once doted on the most and was slightly shocked.
"Looks like your Supreme Oblivion has already reached the Sacred Heart Realm …"
"Senior Sister, please reject her for me." Tang Qingqing's expression was calm as she turned and left the temple.
…
"I'm sorry. Uncle-Master asked me to reply to you that the past is over. You can leave or stay as you wish," the little Taoist child replied to Lu Sheng with a helpless expression.
"The past is over?" Lu Sheng repeated and stood up from the cattail hassock. He patted the dust off his buttocks, put down the pork trotter in his hand, and spat out the salt-baked chicken leg in his mouth.
"Does that mean she's not willing to see me?" He asked again.
"Yes. Please leave, Householder." The Taoist child nodded.
Lu Sheng calculated the distance. It was more than 50 kilometers from the Green Dew Altar branch.
"I came all the way here, and I'm being chased away just because of one sentence? She won't even let me see her face? "He raised his head and said with an unfriendly expression.
The little Taoist child had a good impression of Lu Sheng because of the psychological guidance art. However, he still tried to persuade him helplessly, "Householder, please leave. Uncle-Master … That's the cultivation method she cultivates … Most of the things in life don't go your way."
Lu Sheng did not care about all that.
"Forget it. I'm telling you, she's just not seeing me. If she sees me, she'll definitely change her mind and follow me."
"Householder …" The little Taoist child said helplessly.
"Let's go. I'll go in and see her personally." Lu Sheng did not care and strode into the inner hall.
The little Taoist child wanted to reach out and stop him, but he was pushed to the side by a force.
Lu Sheng now had the strength of 30 bulls. It could be said that he already had the strength of a Martial Grandmaster.
At this level, he could be considered an elite even among the 16 sects. How could this little Taoist child compare to him?
He struggled lightly and shook off the little Taoist child. He strode into the back hall.
There was nothing in the back hall. A few strong Taoists were about to rush up and stop him.
Suddenly, a voice rang out from the surroundings.
"Let him come over."
The Taoists around him immediately relaxed and silently made way for him.
Lu Sheng's heart skipped a beat. He followed the direction of the voice and walked out of the back hall. He went straight to a small Taoist temple behind the Taoist temple.
Mu Rong sat in the temple and stared at Lu Sheng as he walked in.
"I haven't seen you for 10 years. You've grown so much …"
"You are?" Lu Sheng asked politely.
"I'm Mu Rong, your mother's senior apprentice sister," Mu Rong replied with a smile.
"Then may I ask where my mother is now? I'm here to invite her home, "Lu Sheng asked respectfully.
The person in front of him was a Martial Emperor powerhouse. He was only a Martial Grandmaster. There were still Martial Venerable and Martial King after him. The difference was like heaven and earth.
"Your mother …" Mu Rong muttered to herself for a while and slowly told Lu Sheng the truth.
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