In the years that followed, the starlight of the famous and decent family gradually dimmed, and it could no longer compete with the Demonic Cult. For a time, the Demonic Cult rose rapidly and flourished. Under the leadership of the Demon Lord, many sects were divided into many sects with many and complex names. These sects are scattered on weekdays, and will only come together when encountering major events. The most powerful sect among them is the Demon Transformation Sect, whose leader is named Lan Wuzhen.
This Lan Wuzhen has an elegant appearance and a polite temperament. He often wears white robes and has a fair face. Although he is in a demon sect, he looks more like a gentle scholar. However, what is unexpected is that in his thirties, his personality changed dramatically and he became extremely irritable. Rumors spread among many sects that he was possessed. From then on, he was indifferent to the affairs of the church, preferring to wander around. The day-to-day management of the Demon Transformation Sect is basically left to his eldest disciple Pan Lei.
On this day, Lan Wuzhou spent the night in the barren mountains. In the early morning, the sun shone on him through the gaps in the leaves, waking him up. He stretched and then slowly walked towards the official road, intending to return to the Demon Transformation Cult. As he followed, the road gradually became wider and the number of pedestrians gradually increased. Compared with the barren mountains and mountains, this place seems lively and no longer sparsely populated.
Lan Wuzhen asked passers-by for directions along the way and learned that he needed to go north. So he quickened his pace and ran along the road to the north. It was noon, the sun was high in the sky, and the temperature was extremely hot. Lan Wuzhen felt that his throat was parched and thirsty, and sweat continued to flow. He looked up and found a small tea stall on the roadside, located under a big tree, which looked very shady and pleasant. There were already five or six customers in the tea stall. They were sitting there, enjoying the cool tea and the breeze.
Lan Wuzhou walked into the tea stall without hesitation and bought a bowl of tea. He picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. He felt a coolness coming from his throat, which immediately refreshed him. He found an empty seat to sit down and rest a little. In this hot summer, tea stalls have become a good place for people to escape the heat and quench their thirst. Lan Wuzhou sat quietly, observing the people and things around him, feeling the tranquility and comfort of this moment.
Sitting next to Lan Wuzhou, there was a person who attracted him. This person looked like a middle-aged scribe, with thin eyebrows and a square face, bright eyes, full vestibule, and elegance. A posture of not being angry but being proud. Wearing a gray robe, with a light green jade pendant hanging around her waist.
After a while, everyone at the tea stall paid their bills and left, leaving only Lan Wuzhen and the middle-aged man.
Lan Wuzhou didn't feel uncomfortable. After sitting for a while, he felt that his body was no longer sleepy, so he was ready to check out and leave, looking for a secluded place to fly around. At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Brother, please stay!"
Lan Wuzhen looked back in confusion and saw the middle-aged man looking at him with a smile. . He couldn't help but feel curious, wondering why this stranger stopped him.So, he stopped and asked politely: "What's the matter, Your Excellency?"
The middle-aged man stood up and walked to Lan Wuzhen. After looking up and down, he said slowly: "Look, brother His attire must be that of an immortal cultivator, right?"
Lan Wuzhou was slightly startled, thinking that this middle-aged man could see his identity at a glance, but he still nodded and answered. He said: "Exactly. How did you know that?"
The middle-aged man smiled and explained: "I am also a practitioner, so I can naturally detect some clues. I just saw my little brother here. The rest must be due to the long journey. If you don’t mind, could you have a cup of tea with me and talk about the path to immortality?"
Lan Wuzhou hesitated, but finally nodded. He responded: "In that case, it's better to be respectful than to obey." After that, the two returned to their seats and continued to drink tea and chat.
The two people were chatting happily. Unknowingly, the sun had set in the west. The middle-aged man stood up and said: "The body is just a carrier. It restricts the freedom of the soul. Only the soul is the essence. It's free. I hope our conversation today can help brothers practice!"
Lan Wuzhou was already intoxicated. When he saw the middle-aged man getting up, he hurriedly packed his luggage.
"Sir, you are really a master of cultivation. You have given me a profound understanding!"
When he raised his head again, there was no sign of anyone else around him? Not only that, even the tea stall that existed just now seemed to have been cast by magic and disappeared without a trace. This shocked Lan Wuzhen, and he felt an indescribable feeling of fear and awe in his heart. His eyes widened and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, as if he was in a mysterious and incredible world.
Immediately afterwards, Lan Wuzhen knelt down on his knees without hesitation and bowed deeply in the direction where the mysterious man left just now. He thought he had encountered a real god coming to earth, and his heart was filled with piety and respect. At this moment, he forgot all worldly worries and distractions, and immersed himself in the worship of gods.
After Lan Wuzhen bowed several times, he finally stood up. He felt an unprecedented power surge into his heart, and it seemed that he had established some wonderful connection with heaven and earth. Then, he controlled the flying treasure and slowly rose into the sky. In the air, he still looked back reluctantly, his eyes showing endless nostalgia and yearning.
Pan Lei was very happy when he heard that his master was back, and greeted him from a distance at the foot of the mountain.
There was a black mist in the sky in the distance. When the black mist cleared, Lan Wuzhou was already standing in front of Pan Lei. Pan Lei hurriedly knelt down.
"Disciple welcomes Master!"
Lan Wuzhen helped Pan Lei, and the two of them walked side by side on the winding path. Lan Wuzhou twirled his beard and asked, "There's nothing going on in the sect recently, right?"
Pan Lei hurriedly said, "Disciple doesn't dare to neglect, the master is not here.Everything is business as usual in the Demon Transformation Sect. "
Lan Wuzhou nodded with satisfaction.
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"Then you continue to cook what we taught you. matter. "
Pan Lei thought that Lan Wuzhou had ulterior motives for resenting him, and used means to replace him as the leader. The color on his face had long gone.
"Master is back now, and he is still the leader. Master, take care of it, this disciple really can’t manage it well! "
Lan Wuzhou had already seen through Pan Lei's thoughts and smiled slightly.
"I told you to take care of it, so you take care of it. When Master comes back this time, he wants to retreat to enlightenment. "
After hearing what the master said, Pan Lei let out a sigh of relief.
"Since the master said it, the disciple must do his best and wait for the master to come out of seclusion. "
Returning to the Demon Transformation Sect hall, Lan Wuzhen asked about some recent events. Seeing that there was nothing major, he felt relieved and went to the back hall to rest.
< p> In his sleep, Lan Wuzhou was still discussing scriptures and Taoism with the middle-aged man, talking about how free and free the soul was after being separated from the body.Pan Lei always felt that the master came back from his wandering this time. But it was different from before, as if his whole person had changed.
Many disciples were also talking about it.
The next day, the sky just lit up, and the morning star in the sky was still there. It has not completely disappeared, and the sound of insects at night can still be heard from a distance.
At this time, several disciples of the Demon Transformation Sect with advanced Taoism have been recruited into the hall by Lan Wuzhen.
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Lan Wuzhen sat high on top and looked at the disciples standing below. He said with a serious face: "From today on, I will be in seclusion for a period of time. You must help Pan Lei and teach well." In all matters within the family, practice diligently and don’t be lazy! "
The disciples below said in unison: "Disciples, please follow the teachings! "
Lan Wuzhou said as he walked out of the hall and walked towards a cave in the mountain. These disciples with profound Taoist skills followed him.
Along the way, everyone They didn't say a word, but just followed silently.
After a while, Lan Wuzhen came to the entrance of the cave and waved to everyone.
"Go back!" "
After saying that, he walked into the cave alone. After a while, the entire mountain seemed to be swaying and shaking. With a loud bang, a huge stone from the top of the cave slid down with dust. The entrance to the cave was sealed.
Several disciples kowtowed to the cave before slowly walking down the mountain.
The cave behind them was faintly glowing. The blood-colored light.
When we returned to the Demon Transformation Sect, the sun was already over a pole high. Some disciples began to clean the courtyard, and most of them started their daily practice!