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Chapter 61: Receiving Dao Fruits at Longevity Mountain, Xiao Qing Returns!

Wanshoushan Wuzhuang Temple

Qingfeng and Mingyue apologized to Zhenyuan Daxian and then performed the apprenticeship ceremony.

With this, Zhenyuan Daxian finally gathered forty-eight disciples.

Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen bowed to each other to offer their congratulations, while Zhenyuan Daxian smiled and waved his hand.

With a flick of his whisk, all forty-eight disciples vanished from the spot.

Only Zhenyuan Daxian and Xu Bai remained in the main hall.

"Please have a seat, young friends."

Bai Suzhen trembled and dared not sit down.

Xu Xian sat down casually, while recalling how to win over Zhenyuan Daxian.

Although Zhenyuan Daxian is the ancestor of earth immortals, his state of mind is like that of a carefree hermit.

Perhaps because this great supernatural being had long been accustomed to the affairs of heaven and earth, he was completely indifferent to worldly trifles.

Not to mention the vast expanse of Longevity Mountain, there are several kinds of minor monsters within the mountain itself.

Zhenyuan Daxian could annihilate these minor demons with a single breath, but he didn't care at all.

As long as these little monsters don't do anything heinous, Zhenyuan Daxian lets them cultivate as they please.

He would even occasionally hold sermons and teach methods of spiritual practice.

Unfortunately, no monsters dared to listen in.

After exchanging pleasantries with Xu Xian for a while, Zhenyuan Daxian asked, "Young friend, you've helped me take in two disciples. I wonder how I can repay you?"

Xu Xian smiled and said, "My wife and I greatly admire the ancestor of the Earthly Immortals and hope to be able to listen to his teachings."

"Hehe, of course."

Zhenyuan Daxian sat cross-legged in the main hall, gently waving his whisk.

Forty-eight disciples reappeared at this place.

"Today I proclaim the fruit of the Way; you may comprehend it yourselves."

After saying this, Zhenyuan Daxian closed his eyes, and countless mysterious auras emanated from his body.

Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen immediately held their breath and focused their attention, carefully sensing the sensation.

The so-called Dao fruit cannot be conveyed by any words or writing.

It can only be a mysterious aura.

To unravel its mysteries requires exceptional comprehension and good fortune.

While Bai Suzhen had indeed attained the true dragon's foundation, her understanding and fortune were not as good as Xu Xian's at this time.

The same applies to Zhenyuan Daxian's forty-eight disciples.

They sat cross-legged with their eyes closed, carefully sensing the sensations.

But all I could feel was a misty haze around me, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

Xu Xian, however, was different.

He sat cross-legged here, but his soul had already floated through the Three Realms and observed the Five Elements with the mysterious aura.

As time went by, most of the forty-eight disciples awoke.

Several days later, Bai Suzhen also regained consciousness.

Only Zhenyuan Daxian and Xu Xian remained here, still enveloped in a mysterious aura.

Seeing the two of them, the people there dared not disturb them.

They could only obediently stay by his side.

After a long while, Xu Xian was the first to wake up.

[Congratulations to player Xu Xian for successfully engaging in a Daoist debate with Zhenyuan Daxian; Dao Fruit +1]

He stood up and solemnly bowed to Zhenyuan Daxian before him.

Zhenyuan Daxian also opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Young friend, your fortune and comprehension are truly astonishing. Compared to you, my forty-eight disciples are utterly dull-witted."

The disciples looked ashamed, while Xu Xian spoke up, saying, "The fellow Daoists here who have become disciples of Zhenyuan Daxian are naturally far more fortunate and blessed than us juniors."

Xu Xian gave a little flattery, chatted with Zhenyuan Daxian for a few more words, and then took his leave.

Zhenyuan Daxian laughed and said, "Young friend, stay in that little house for two or three years. Don't be in a hurry."

Xu Xian knew that Zhenyuan Daxian was talking about Xiaoqing.

He thought to himself with admiration that these powerful beings could see all things in the Three Realms and had no secrets to speak of.

That's absolutely terrifying.

Despite some inward discontent, Xu Xian still cupped his hands and said, "Yes!"

Xu and Bai left Wuzhuang Temple and returned to the small house, where they settled down.

Bai Suzhen spent her days cooking and cultivating herself, and also frequently engaged in sexual activity, which made her life quite fulfilling.

Xu Xian then opened his own panel and examined it carefully.

[Level: 38]

[Physical Fitness: 637]

[Mana: 625]

[Divine Sense: 551]

【Perception: 5000】

[Luck: 2000]

[Dao Qi: 144]

[Path Fruit: 1]

"The Dao Fruit is one of the most important treasures in the myths of the heavens. It can boost my cultivation to level 50 and is also a necessary item to upgrade treasures to red supreme treasures. It is extremely precious! I cannot waste it now."

Xu Xian murmured to himself for a while, then continued his cultivation.

The seasons change, and several years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The time I agreed to meet Xiaoqing has arrived!

Xu and Bai waited quietly on Longevity Hill.

Another half month later, a blue light flashed in the sky, and a blue dragon that stretched across the clouds appeared on Longevity Mountain!

It's Xiaoqing!

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Anle Temple, half a month ago!

Xiaoqing has been here for five years, exorcising demons and monsters every day, and her merits are immeasurable.

In addition, her lively personality made the monks of Anle Temple very fond of this young lay Buddhist.

On this day, the monks of Anle Temple gathered together, and the abbot said, "Laywoman Xiaoqing has something to say to everyone."

Xiaoqing looked at the monks, bowed, and said, "Everyone, I'm leaving now."

These words caused an uproar among the monks of Anle Temple.

"what?"

"What's wrong, Laywoman Xiaoqing? Is someone bullying you?"

"Anyone who dares to bully Layman Xiaoqing, I'll teach them a lesson they won't forget!"

"Little Qing, don't go! Isn't life at Anle Temple good enough?"

……

Looking at the monks, Xiaoqing knew they genuinely cared about her.

With tears in her eyes, she said with unwavering determination, "I have been cultivating here for five years, but today I have a premonition that I must go to find my sister. Farewell, everyone."

The monks knew they couldn't keep her, so they all looked towards the abbot.

The abbot sighed and said, "Please stay another day, Laywoman Xiaoqing, and leave tomorrow. Today, a painter named Zhang Sengyao is going to paint a dragon on the wall. Laywoman Xiaoqing, please take a look."

Xiaoqing had been waiting for these words, and immediately nodded, saying, "Yes!"

The monks of Anle Temple chatted with Xiaoqing, and before they knew it, half a day had passed.

The area outside Anle Temple became lively.

When the monks went outside, they saw a large crowd of people gathered around a painter dressed in a long robe.

It was Zhang Sengyao!

This person, holding a brush, painted four real dragons on the outside wall of Anle Temple.

The dragon is so lifelike that it almost seems to leap out of the water.

The surrounding people were terrified, exclaiming, "A true dragon has descended to earth! A true dragon has descended to earth!"

Most of the monks at Anle Temple were demons, yet they were still able to feel a chilling pressure from these four paintings.

The monks couldn't help but marvel at how exceptional Sengyou's painting skills were.

Even a painting can evoke the fear of real dragons in their blood.

Amidst the astonishment of the monks and mortals, a child suddenly spoke up, saying, "None of the four true dragons have eyes!"

The crowd then realized what was happening and echoed, "Please, Master, paint the eyes on the dragon."

Zhang Sengyao shook his head and said, "No, if you dot the eyes, the real dragon will fly away."

"The master's dragon painting is indeed incredibly lifelike, but the idea that it flew away is simply too absurd, isn't it?"

The people around, including the monks, did not believe Zhang Sengyao's words and started making a fuss.

Zhang Sengyao shook his head and had no choice but to pick up his brush and dot the eyes of the two dragons.

What no one noticed was that Xiaoqing, who had been standing on the periphery, had disappeared.

Only the abbot chanted Amitabha Buddha's name, seemingly lost in thought.

Zhang Sengyao picked up his brush and added the finishing touch to the painting!

The dragon gained eyes and truly came to life.

At the same time, a storm raged in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, two real dragons soared into the sky.

A black dragon headed towards the Heavenly Court, while a blue dragon headed west!

At this point, the finishing touch is complete.

Xiaoqing obtained the True Dragon Root Foot.