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Chapter 262: Leave now and never come back again

Chen Mou, the core monk of Xuandu Temple, mysteriously returned, and the shocking news of the new god's transformation spread like wildfire.

In just a few days, the news spread throughout Changzhou, and then to distant foreign lands such as Xuanzhou, Yanzhou, Yuanzhou, etc. Cheng Buxing, who had ascended to the Immortal Mountain, came to congratulate him in person the next day.

Over the next month or so, Xuandu became a bustling city, with an endless stream of guests coming to send congratulations.

Even the fifth-level monsters in the far away Shengzhou, Fenglin, and Jukuzhou demon clans have sent messengers. They have many connections with the human gods. A long time ago, they discovered another layer of Chen Mou’s identity. .

A hundred years ago, when Chen Mou was walking in the territory of the demon tribe, his whereabouts were uncertain. They also found out after the fact, but it was a pity that they were stingy.

Chen Mou and Xu'er stayed in the sect for half a year. In addition to receiving Cheng Buxing and several masters of transformation, the other guests had their own arrangements for the reception of the sect, so there was no need for him to come forward.

After Guanzhu Zhuangqi discussed with him, the news spread to the outside world was that he wanted to use his promotion to become a god to enhance the status of the sect.

He rejected his senior brother's proposal to move to Yunfeng, but could not resist the good intentions of his senior brother and the temple master. He agreed to a few handymen and foundation-building disciples to help him repair Qingfeng Ridge and restore several passages.

The rest would remain original and he and Xu'er wouldn't be able to live there for more than a few years.

Spending the Mid-Autumn Festival with Mo Fu, Senior Brother Cui and others, having a drink, he and Xu'er went out to travel again.

Returning to Qiyue City, the two of them climbed Qiyue Mountain, walked into the Moon Viewing Temple, burned incense, and gave incense money. Under the polite guidance of the hostess, they went around to visit.

Walking into the ancient Moon Palace that has experienced vicissitudes of time, Chen Mou noticed at a glance that the moon mirror from back then was missing, and asked doubtfully: "Host, have you put away the half-moon blue mirror on the opposite wall?"

The female host glanced at the young Taoist priest in surprise. Not many people today know such an obscure allusion. She said with regret: "About 80 years ago, the moon mirror fell from the wall and broke into pieces. Later, the fragments were buried behind Mountain."

A girl's chuckle came to Chen Mou's ears, and he raised his head and "looked" outside the hall.

On the top of the ancient tree, there was a vague and short figure, which suddenly disappeared.

Chen Mou didn't ask any more questions. Jing Lingyou was there, and Yue Jing must have been hidden by Jing Ling, deliberately making the golden cicada escape from its shell.

Xu'er proposed that she wanted to visit the residence of the female Taoist priests in the back mountain. When Chen Mou saw the host's face showing embarrassment, he volunteered to wander around the forest of steles in the middle of the mountain to pay homage to the inscriptions and poems of literati poets and Taoist priests of all generations.

Xu'er followed the host to the back mountain, while Chen Mou went down the mountain alone. The forest of steles was scattered, and there were ancient stone pavilions for tourists to rest.

Chen Mou was watching casually, and a little girl in a green skirt emerged from behind the stone monument in front of him.

"Hey, we meet again. You practice so fast."

"You seem to have grown up a bit."

Chen Mou looked at the mirror spirit, which was no different from a real person, and what he saw in front of him was actually a real shadow.

The little girl raised her head, blinked her big eyes and said, "I have a friend with good qualifications. Can you recommend her to join the sect?"

Chen Mou guessed that the friend Jing Ling mentioned was the owner she recognized. He was quite curious in his heart and said, "Ask her to come and have a look. I won't dare to help rashly unless she sees someone."

The little girl twisted her toes and hesitated for a while, then said, "Okay, I'll ask her to come over."

The figure turned into dots of light and disappeared into the sky.

About a quarter of an hour later, a young woman wearing a simple and elegant cloth skirt came from the mountain road. She had smart facial features and a face that was slightly baby-fat. She was holding a little girl in a green skirt with her left hand. When she got closer, the woman bent down and said a blessing, her voice was gentle and sweet. : "The little girl Ning Cunlan has met the Taoist priest."

Chen Mou looked at the familiar woman.

When the little girl took the woman's left hand, that feeling disappeared. He glanced at the spirit, without thinking about it. He saw that the woman's practice path in front of him was different from that of ordinary monks. It looked like Shinto, but it was also paradoxical. He was stuck in the second The time to reach consummation is not short.

Such an unorthodox way of practice would definitely be rejected by other sects.

The woman's cultivation level was very cleverly concealed, maybe it had something to do with her martial arts. If his cultivation level hadn't been so much higher, there wouldn't be any clues. "Daozhang Chen, I owe you a favor, and I will definitely repay you in the future."

Seeing the Taoist priest pondering, the little girl begged anxiously.

The lower world was no longer what it was ten thousand years ago. She didn't want her master to enter the sect at first, but now she had to join the sect. However, she only knew the Taoist priest in front of her. Moreover, the Taoist priest and her master had unclear causes and effects. What could she do? ?

I went around and around, but couldn't avoid it.

Of course, with her following him all the time, the Taoist priest couldn't recognize her master's past life and would never think of abducting her master.

Xu'er turned from the main road down the mountain, her eyes fell on Ning Cunlan's face, paused for two breaths, then looked at the pink little girl, and said with a smile: "Little sister, you are so cute."

He reached out and touched the top of the little girl's head.

She noticed the movement here in the back mountain and hurried over. She noticed something strange about the little girl at a glance.

The little girl ducked back and complimented with a smile: "Sister, you are so beautiful."

Chen Mou looked at Ning Cunlan again, nodded and said: "You will hold my token and practice in Xuandao Temple from now on. There will be no need to repay anything, and you must not cause trouble to Xuandao Temple."

It was a strange feeling. This must be the first time he saw this woman.

He could see that the woman was not contaminated with bad karma, otherwise he would not agree.

Ning Cunlan took the jade plaque and was overjoyed when she saw the three words "Xuandu Temple" on the front. She had practiced in Qiyue City for decades, so she knew the name of Xuandu Temple, so she bowed gratefully and thanked it.

The world is so big, and finally there is a safe place to live.

She didn't know yet that the Taoist priest who gave her the token was the supreme elder of Xuandu Temple.

Watching the two young ladies holding hands as they walked down the mountain, Xu'er couldn't help but ask, "Master, who is that little sister? She's not a monster, a ghost, or a god."

Her knowledge is so broad that there are still creatures she doesn't recognize.

Chen Mou smiled and said: "The mirror spirit of the half-moon green mirror in the Moon Palace on the mountain is a woman named Ning Cunlan. She is her master who has been waiting for thousands of years. I don't know their cultivation path. Seeing that they are kind, they are destined. Just give me a token."

Xu'er said in surprise: "It turns out to be a weapon spirit. I'll meet her at the mountain gate next time. I'll be lucky enough to hold her in my arms."

There was a hint of naughtiness on his face.

In front of the young master, she was still the lively little maid.

Chen Mou took out the communication talisman, muttered a few words silently, explained the origins of Ning Cunlan and Jing Ling, and waved his hand into the air. He would not be staying at the mountain gate for long, so he had to explain it clearly to his senior brother so that he knew what was going on.

He also asked Xu'er not to reveal the secret of the weapon spirit.

The two stayed in Qiyue City for a few days, walking through the streets and alleys, tasting the delicacies of the year, and then headed west, flying to Jade Dai City, wandering around and looking around. Old Fan had already exhausted his life and passed away, and the Fan family had developed very well in the city. Yes, he has become a rich man.

Passing by Guqiao Village, the two landed and walked around. No one in the village could see them.

As the sun sets in the west, the ancient bridge is still there, even more mottled with vicissitudes of life.

Xu'er lingered in front of an imposing ancient tomb and left after dark.

Once you leave, you will never come back again.

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(End of this chapter)