"Exalted Immortal, there is a field of spiritual rice planted in the paddy field of our Iron Pillar Temple. After the rice matures, a jar of spiritual wine is brewed. Not only is the fragrance of the wine pleasant, but it can also improve one's cultivation.”
Even the old Abbey Dean was reluctant to drink this jar of spirit wine. He usually kept it like a family heirloom.
In order to thank Xiao Yu for his great kindness, he made an exception today.
"Good!"
Xiao Yu smiled and nodded.
In the courtyard of the Taoist temple, they set up tables, chairs, benches, and a few dishes. While admiring the bright moon, they drank and made merry. They were very happy.
In fact, this spirit wine was not as good as it was described. The taste was very bland, and the spirit energy was also very thin. It was far from being able to absorb spirit stones quickly. However, it was difficult to refuse such hospitality.
"Abbey Dean, I've disturbed you for several days. It's time for me to leave.”
After drinking half a jar of spirit wine, Xiao Yu stood up with a smile and prepared to leave Iron Pillar Temple.
He had already made a card at Iron Pillar Temple, and the wolf demon disaster had already subsided. It was useless to stay.
"Disturb? What are you talking about? If it wasn't for your help, our Iron Pillar Temple would have been razed to the ground.”
"I know that you are busy with cultivation, so I can't ask you to stay. Please stay for the last night and leave tomorrow morning.”
The old Abbey Dean's eyes were full of sincerity and gratitude.
That's right. If Xiao Yu were to save him, not only would the old abbey dean be torn apart by the wolf demon, but the entire monastery would also be torn apart.
"Alright then."
Xiao Yu allowed the old Abbey Dean to send him off.
The next morning, the old Abbey Dean personally sent Xiao Yu off. He only stopped when he saw Xiao Yu 80 miles away.
"Abbey Dean, remember to use the Cursed Water Formation to protect the Taoist temple. Whether the enemy is the Green Jade Altar or not, I'm afraid they won't let it go. You have to be careful in the future.”
"Don't worry, I will."
The old Abbey Dean nodded repeatedly.
He had already made up his mind that once he sent Xiao Yu away, he would move the formation over to protect the entire Taoist temple.
"See you again!"
Xiao Yu cupped his fists. With a swoosh, he flew into the sky on his sword, transforming into a blue rainbow as he flew towards the east.
"See you again."
The old Abbey Dean watched as Xiao Yu flew further and further away until he finally turned into a black dot on the horizon.
After the black spots on the horizon had completely disappeared, the old Abbey Dean did not fly back to the Taoist temple directly. Instead, he went to a mortal city to buy a large amount of food and groceries.
Just as night fell and he arrived at the Taoist temple.
Boom!
An incomparably tyrannical might descended on his body.
This majesty was not a spell, but a pressure that originated from the level of life.
"What a terrifying aura…"
At the entrance of the Taoist temple, the old Abbey Dean was trembling in fear.
He had never been so afraid when he faced the wolf demon.
A white-haired old man walked out of the void. He had a cold expression on his face and exuded a powerful aura. He held a portrait in his hand and teleported in front of the old Abbey Dean.
"Nascent Soul Stage!"
The old Abbey Dean looked at the white-haired old man in shock as if he had seen a god.
It was no wonder that he had suddenly felt a powerful pressure when he was flying. There was actually a Nascent Soul old monster here.
"Have you seen this person before?"
The white-haired elder raised the portrait and looked down at the old Abbey Dean as if he was looking down on an ant.
A Nascent Soul cultivator had a lifespan of more than a thousand years. Their cultivation was extraordinary and their magical power was boundless. With a casual wave of their hand, they could move mountains and destroy oceans.
In their eyes, a Foundation Building cultivator like the old Abbey Dean was no different from an ant.
"No, no."
The old abbey dean suppressed the fear in his heart and tried to remain calm, but he still stuttered.
He saw the white-haired elder's portrait of an arrogant youth. He wore a fiery robe, had a storage bag hanging from his waist, and held a ruler magic treasure in his hand.
He had indeed never seen this person before.
However, the white-haired old man became dignified.
"You said that you have never seen Li Xun, but I can sense the aura of the Nine Suns Ruler on your body.”
Hearing this, the old Abbey Dean was scared out of his wits. His legs were shaking as he shivered and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He hurriedly explained,
"Senior, I really haven't seen this person before.”
"Liar!" The white-haired old man said coldly," My Fentian Valley has a divine ability called the Soul Searching Great Art. I'll know if you're lying or not once I search your soul."”
The white-haired old man was called Shangguan Ce, the Great Elder of Fentian Valley. He was in charge of discipline, interrogating prisoners, and torturing them. The Soul Searching Technique was his most commonly used method.
"Senior! I can swear on the name of Iron Pillar Temple that I have never seen the person in the portrait before. On the account that I have never provoked you, please spare my life. I beg you…"
The old Abbey Dean was terrified when he heard the words 'Soul Searching Technique'.
He put down his dignity as the master of a monastery and begged Shangguan Ce for mercy.
"Oh? Is it the Abbey Dean of Iron Pillar Temple?"
"If it were any other time, this old master might really let you off.”
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Thank you, Shu Yihuan, for the 588 yuan reward! I seem to have seen this brother before. He seems to have gifted me an old book.
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