Dan Chenzi nodded expressionlessly. Occasionally, he showed a smile, which made the other younger martial sisters smile and feel flattered.
There was a bright red tassel wrapped around his wrist, and a wine pot was hanging below his wrist, spinning around. Stepping on the mottled flagstones, he passed through ancient palaces with hundreds of years of history. Passing the outermost Immortal Master Liu Ren Palace, he slowly walked down the mountain on the rusty stone stairs.
Dan Chenzi was also indifferent, but on the mountain and on the mountain, he gave people a different feeling. On the mountain, he was carefree and carefree. The warm sunlight shone on his jade-like face, and the corners of his mouth would occasionally curl up.
Living in the mortal world, detached from the mortal world.
The power of Dao entered his arms, and he spent hundreds of years leisurely.
It had been two days since he came back from the Dao Discussion Conference. He didn't like the noisy atmosphere, and he didn't like girls who screamed when they saw him. Being free and unrestrained, this was his life in the past ten years, and this was the Dao he yearned for.
Slowly walking to the mountainside, he saw a stooped figure holding a broom, silently sweeping the fallen leaves on the stairs.
"Martial Uncle." Dan Chenzi shouted, quickened his steps, came to the old man, and handed the wine pot on his wrist to him. "I bought this for you when I came back to the mountain. It's embossed wood jewellery, three thousand a bottle. It's very expensive. The man who took off Bosch bought it for me."
The old Daoist took the wine pot, opened the cork, smelled it, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you returned the money?"
Dan Chenzi scratched his head, smiled brightly, and said, "Monks don't have money. This is from begging. Anyway, Bosch is rich."
Martial Granduncle was just a respectful title. The old Daoist was not his martial granduncle. When Dan Chenzi first entered the Shang Qing Sect, the old Daoist had already stayed on the mountain for many, many years. The first time Dan Chenzi saw him, he was already this old. More than ten years passed, and he still looked the same.
When he was young, Dan Chenzi was very curious. He asked his master, his martial uncles, his senior martial brothers, and his senior martial sisters. Their impression of the old Daoist was the same as Dan Chenzi's. Since they joined the Shang Qing Sect, the old Daoist had always been there.
He had been sweeping the steps on the mountain, watching the flowers bloom and wilt, watching day and night change. It had been countless years.
When he grew older, his talent would be recognized, and the sect would focus on nurturing him. He would be able to speak with the Sect Master, Qing Xuzi. When Dan Chenzi asked the old Daoist, he learned that this old man was the Sect Master's uncle.
His cultivation was not high at all. When Qing Xu Zi was still young, this Senior Master was an extremely mediocre disciple of the Prime Clear lineage. He was so mediocre that the old man swept the stairs and remained unknown.
However, with the passage of time, the people of that generation had already turned into a pile of dirt. However, he was still alive. As he swept, he became a loner.
The biggest impression that the disciples of the Shang Qing Sect had of this old man was that he could live!
The old Daoist was very strange, but Dan Chenzi couldn't tell what was strange about him.
His schizophrenia … the Dual Yin God cultivation method was taught by this old man.
The Sword of Intent was also taught by this old man.
The strange thing was that this old man's spirit and aura were both ordinary. Therefore, he was very strange.
"What rank did you get at the Dao Exchange Assembly?" the old Daoist asked.
"He should be able to enter the top two." Dan Chenzi sat on the steps, watching the old man sweep the steps.
"Should be?"
"Yes, I haven't fought with Jiese before, so I can't say for sure that I can defeat him. Senior Granduncle, the Dao Exchange Assembly has ended. There's no champion this year. "
"Oh?"
"You'll definitely be shocked if I tell you. There's been a huge change in this year's Dao Exchange Assembly." Dan Chenzi was very mysterious. In front of the old man, he had a rare hint of childishness. He was like a child who couldn't wait to find something good, but was hiding it.
"Oh?"
"The Lord of Dao has fallen. The remnant soul of the Demon Dao has appeared at the Dao Exchange Assembly."
The old man's sweeping hand paused slightly, "He's back?"
Then, Dan Chenzi told the old man about what he saw at the Dao Exchange Assembly. When he finished, he noticed that the old man was leaning on his broom, looking at the horizon silently.
"Senior Granduncle, are you listening?"
"Yes." The old man retracted his gaze and continued sweeping, "This karma has finally been resolved."
Dan Chenzi said faintly, "What's your relationship with the Demon Dao? Why do you know his Sword of Intent? "
Before he met Li Peiyun, he didn't know that he cultivated the Sword of Intent. It wasn't until he saw Li Peiyun fight with the Lord of Dao that he realized that what he had been cultivating for the past decade was the Sword of Intent of the Three Talents Sword Arts of the Demon Dao.
"We've crossed paths before parting ways." The old man said, "What I can teach you is the Sword of Intent."
Senior Granduncle and the Demon Dao are old friends?
After a moment of silence, the old man suddenly asked, "You saw him at the Dao Exchange Assembly. How is he …?"
Dan Chenzi was stunned. He thought for a moment, "Very strong, very young."
The old man smiled, "After experiencing a thousand sails, the soul returns to the same place. When I wake up, I'm still a young man."
A breeze blew, sweeping up the fallen leaves. They were flying around when they suddenly froze. A bird flew past in the air and froze in midair. The treetops, which had been bent by the wind, also froze.
Dan Chenzi's smile froze on his face. Under the sunlight, his eyelashes could be seen clearly. He looked like a wax statue.
In that instant, time seemed to stop flowing. The world was still.
The old man sensed something. He turned around and focused his eyes.
Behind him, a figure slowly formed. It was between reality and illusion. Its face was blurry.
"Senior!" He bowed deeply.
"You've transcended?" the old man asked.
"Half-step Transcendence." The blurry figure said in a low voice, "In the near future, a young man will come to the mountain and ask for your help. I hope you won't refuse."
The old man's eyes flashed. "You came to see me. Does that mean the future me has refused?"
The blurry figure was silent.
"Since the future me has refused, what's the point of telling the present me?"
"This is a matter of great importance. I hope you will agree."
"You should know that fate cannot be changed."
The blurry figure was silent again.
"Foolish child!" The old man shook his head. He waved his shabby sleeves. A gust of wind blew. The blurry figure disappeared. The world returned to normal.
"Senior Granduncle, you're right. It's very zen." Dan Chenzi patted his butt and stood up. "After returning to the mountain, I have to go into seclusion. I've always thought of myself as a genius. But after seeing the descendant of the Li family, I know what it means to level up quickly. "
The old man watched him disappear among the lush trees. He lowered his head and silently swept the ground.
.....
Yu Province, Wan City, Chunming Gardens.
It was ten o 'clock in the morning on the weekend. Zhang Lu slept in. When she woke up, her waist hurt as usual. Her first reaction was to lift the quilt and check her body.
Zhang Lu breathed a sigh of relief. She stepped on the cotton slippers and got out of bed. In the corner of the living room, her son was curled up in a warm doghouse. He looked at her with his black button-like eyes.
It was a brown poodle with naturally curly fur. It was very cute.
"Baby, you must be hungry. Mommy fainted. I'll prepare something for you right away." Zhang Lu found the dog food in the cupboard, a glass of milk, and two dog bowls. One for the dog food and the other for the milk.
As a 26-year-old single dog, Zhang Lu's only companion was the poodle she had since graduating from university. It was called Sergei.
She was born in the countryside. After graduation, she stayed in the city to work. After graduation, she stayed in the city to work. She rented a one-bedroom house. After graduation, she dated three boyfriends, but they all broke up within half a year.
Entering the bathroom, she looked at her increasingly haggard self in the mirror. She scratched her head in frustration. Due to some reason, her sleep quality had been poor recently. She frequently woke up at night. Her eyes were bloodshot and she no longer looked as energetic as before.
After washing up, she went to the kitchen and skillfully fried eggs. As a good woman (she thought she was), she made breakfast herself every day (mainly because she was poor).
Today was her day off. After breakfast, she planned to spend the rest of the morning with her son at the coffee shop across the neighborhood. Then she would go shopping with her best friend and watch a movie. At night, she would stay at home with her son and catch up on dramas.
It was a pleasant and fulfilling day.
While she was frying eggs, she suddenly felt an impact on her calf. Looking down, she saw her son hugging her calf and sprinting madly.
"Alright, alright. When Mommy saves some money, I'll help you find a wife." Zhang Lu gently pushed the poodle away. It pounced on her again, full of energy.
After a few times, Zhang Lu couldn't be bothered with them anymore. Teddy was like this. They could f * ck the sky, f * ck the earth, f * ck the air.
Breakfast was very simple. Two poached eggs, peanut butter toast, a glass of milk … This breakfast was convenient, cheap, and nutritious. During the meal, the poodle was still hugging her calf. Zhang Lu suddenly felt her calf heat up. Then it calmed down. She frowned and looked under the table …
"Damn it, I should have done the castration on you." Zhang Lu got up angrily and went to the bathroom to wash off the dirt on her calf. When she returned to the living room, Sergei was curled up in his kennel with satisfaction.
"Dong dong dong!"
Just as he finished his breakfast, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Zhang Lu looked through the peephole and saw a handsome young man standing outside the door.
She opened the door and was immediately stunned. In addition to the handsome young man, there were three girls beside him. One of them had a mole at the corner of her eye. She was beautiful. The other two were tall and had heaven-defying looks.
So beautiful … and they were all bare-faced. Even superstars weren't as beautiful as them.
Zhang Lu did not recognize the people standing outside the door. She instinctively gasped at the beauty of the three girls.
"May I ask if you are Miss Zhang Lu? I am a police officer from Long Bend Police Station. This is my ID." Li Xianyu took out his ID and showed it to Zhang Lu.
The police … Zhang Lu stepped aside and said, "Please come in."
Li Xianyu and his harem entered the house and sat on the sofa in the living room. "There's no need to pour tea. We are just here to understand the situation."
Seeing that the girl was preparing to pour water, Li Xianyu quickly waved his hand, indicating that there was no need.
Zhang Lu nodded and sat opposite them.
Li Xianyu sized her up, and without batting an eyelid, he tapped the space between his eyebrows. His Spiritual Essence was activated, and in that moment, the room was filled with a layer of hazy black Qi.
The black gas on Zhang Lu's body was especially thick.
"Half a month ago, you reported to the Long Bend Police Station that you were violated." Li Xianyu said: "The station sent me to pay a return visit. Does this still exist?"
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