Hongjun left the Purple Cloud Palace in a flash.
He revealed himself a hundred miles away from the courtyard.
Then, he walked to the front of the small courtyard.
He happened to see the altar spirit fixing the courtyard door.
The altar spirit's expression darkened, and it said coldly,
"You still dare to chase after me? Do you really think I won't make a move?”
Hongjun was so scared that he trembled and hurriedly waved his hand.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."
"What happened?"
Lu Xuan walked out to inspect the work and was very satisfied with the newly installed door.
When he saw Old Hong, he quickly went up to him.
Old Hong was his second customer.
Last time, he had exchanged a painting.
This time, he was definitely here to ask for a painting.
Lu Xuan was overjoyed at the thought of continuing to accumulate points.
When Hongjun saw Lu Xuan coming over, his heart trembled even more.
However, he knew in his heart that Lu Xuan was the master of the Great Path, and he had already seen through everything.
Hongjun did not dare to hide it and quickly said,
"Lord Landlord, you took down my door and placed it here. I came to ask if you still lack other things so that I can send them over.”
When he arrived, Hongjun had thought for a long time about how to say something that would make Lu Xuan not angry with him.
In the end, even the Heavenly Dao was dragged in to discuss it, only then did he think of such a thing.
Not only could the landlord not be angry when he opened the door, but he also had to ask if there was anything missing.
Not only did he name the purpose of his visit, but he also had to show his sincerity to make the landlord happy.
Hongjun felt bitter in his heart. He had to make others happy after his door was torn down. It was really too hard to be a Saint.
Lu Xuan turned to look at the altar spirit.
The altar spirit did not dare to look him in the eye because it felt guilty. Lu Xuan knew that Hongjun was telling the truth.
It seemed that Old Hong was not here to ask for the painting, but to denounce him.
"Old Hong, let's go in and drink some tea.”
Hongjun followed him in.
He used all his methods to seal his Dharmic powers and divine arts.
This small courtyard was too terrifying. Even the slightest flaw would be obliterated by the Great Dao.
As soon as he walked into the small courtyard, Hongjun saw Kong Ming and Jia Cheng.
The two of them were sitting at the table, waiting to eat.
Hongjun shrank his neck in fear.
Another two Great Dao Saints.
The landlord already had four Great Dao level experts as servants.
He was too strong.
Hongjun praised. He could not imagine how powerful the landlord was.
"Have a seat."
Lu Xuan asked Hongjun to sit down, right between Jia Cheng and Kong Ming.
Sitting between two Great Dao Saints?
How could Hongjun dare to sit?
Jia Cheng and Kong Ming smiled and left the table.
They were only long-term workers here. No matter how weak Hongjun was, he was still a guest of the landlord.
Hongjun's forehead was covered in sweat as he sat opposite Lu Xuan, trembling with fear.
Lu Xuan knew that Old Hong was really anxious.
Even his forehead was sweating.
"Old Hong, have a cup of tea first.”
Hongjun drank a mouthful of Primordial Chaos Comprehension Tea and experienced the magic of the tea leaves, which calmed him down a lot.
"Lord Landlord, I was preaching to the students when your long-term worker took the door away.”
"So you're a teacher."
Lu Xuan was enlightened. No wonder Old Hong was so cultured and loved calligraphy and painting. He was a teacher.
He taught and answered questions.
Lu Xuan was still very respectful towards the profession of a teacher.
"Lord Landlord, you're too kind. I just had a last-minute idea to educate all living beings and let them come to listen to me.”
It seemed like Old Hong was an old scholar. He should be quite famous in the education world.
"Then you should be earning quite a lot of money, right?"
"Lord Landlord, you must be joking. I don't charge money. As long as you can enter, you can listen.”
"Since you want to educate all living beings, why do you have to enter the house to listen? It would be better if you just opened the door and let everyone hear you.”
A bolt of lightning flashed across Hongjun's mind.
So this was what the landlord meant.
The Purple Cloud Palace was located in the chaos outside the 33 Heavens. Only Primordial Immortals could enter.
Originally, he only wanted to teach those who were good, but now it seemed that he had been wrong from the beginning.
Since he was going to preach the Dao, he shouldn't have any selfish motives. Moreover, he was about to enter the Daomerge and was the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao.
To do such a selfish thing, wasn't it cutting off one's own merit?
After figuring it out, Hongjun felt refreshed, and his mental state suddenly doubled.
So that was how it was. The Heavenly Dao was fair and the Great Dao was selfless.
Since he wanted to cultivate to a higher realm, he could not have too many selfish thoughts.
The landlord is indeed the ruler of the Great Dao. He saw through my mistake at a glance and used the method of tearing down the door to guide me.
At the thought of this, Hongjun was filled with gratitude towards Lu Xuan.
"I know I was wrong. I thank you for your advice.”
Hongjun acknowledged himself as a student and bowed to Lu Xuan as a disciple, thanking him for his kindness in tearing down the door.
Lu Xuan was stunned. Why did Old Hong say that he was a student? Could it be that he was impressed by my drawing skills?
Oh right, my drawing skills are enhanced by the system, and it has reached the peak of perfection.
Old Hong was an old scholar, so he was definitely obsessed with calligraphy and painting.
Not only did he want to learn painting, but he also wanted to learn painting from me.
"Old Hong, don't say that. I won't take you in. Let's talk about the door.”
Hongjun felt bitter in his heart. He was too far from the landlord.
Even if he was willing to be a primary school student, he was not worthy.
"Lord Landlord, you must be joking. It's my fortune to be able to install this door in your house.”
Old Hong was quite good at making things happen. Lu Xuan was in a good mood and said to Hongjun,"
"Since you won't pursue the matter of tearing down the door, I'll give you a calligraphy piece.”
"Thank you, Lord Landlord."
Hongjun quickly thanked him, and Lu Xuan waved his hand.
"You're welcome. Just don't forget my rules. Little Red, bring the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.”
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