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Chapter 240 Reunion in the Pavilion

On Woyan Island, at a low cliff, three or five Taoists gathered there, silent, just looking at the battle of magic outside the island from afar.

Ji Ming descended from the cliff and saw that he was walking in the air as if on flat ground. Several Taoists could not help but look up to him. They came closer, called each other Taoist friends, and said a few words, which were all perfunctorily answered by Ji Ming.

After a quick glance, he did not see any Kun Daoist figure on the cliff, so he found a kind Taoist here and asked, "Daoyou, do you know if the abbess of Yu Luo Temple has arrived?"

"she?"

The Taoist looked at Ji Ming meaningfully, and pointed to a pavilion outside the cliff, saying, "The abbot of Yu Luo Temple is waiting in that pavilion, but I advise you not to disturb her, because that woman is not easy to deal with."

Ji Ming glanced at the pavilion and asked curiously, "Daoyou, why is this happening? I heard that this girl has a good foundation. Although she is a little eccentric, she has a deep Taoist nature."

"You came here because of its reputation."

"Yes!" Ji Ming nodded hesitantly.

The Taoist in front of him looked as if he understood everything, and said, "This witch can be summed up as a maverick. People like us in the sect are also considered to be eccentric in words and deeds, or to put it bluntly, heretics, but we are nothing compared to this witch.

It is said that she was born in a poor family and was a child prodigy since childhood. She could recite Taoist texts at the age of five and could speak fluently at the age of eleven or twelve. Later, she was spotted by a master in the "Da Chunyang Palace" and was accepted as a disciple and taught carefully.

But this girl loves poetry, likes handsome men, likes fancy clothes, cannot stand the slightest restraint, and even claims that she is no worse than any man in the world.

Many years ago, he settled in Kyoto, built nunneries and temples in prosperous places, and accepted many disciples, but he did not restrain himself with Taoist rules. He even cunningly claimed that this was the liberation of human nature. He also put up large banners, waiting to invite ordinary scholars, spread Taoism through side doors, and had fun, indulging in debauchery and revelry.

Such outrageous actions not only tarnished the reputation of the Zhongtian Dao lineage, but also caused the celebrities of the righteous path in Kyoto to be influenced by them and compete to be the guest of this woman. The trend of discussing the profound and pure cultivation is no longer the same as before. "

Ji Ming didn't know how to respond, so he pondered for a moment and said, "If your heart is still, the wind can do nothing to you; if your heart is shaken, the wind will blow again."

After hearing this, the kind-looking Taoist nodded in agreement and said, "You look unfamiliar and don't seem to be from here. You seem to have a very bitter aura, so you must have been practicing asceticism for a long time. So you must have a history with that witch."

"Daoyou's eyes are as sharp as a torch."

Ji Ming nodded in admiration.

"That demon... That woman was spotted by a master of the Huangting Palace in Kyoto. She is in a bad mood right now. Even if you have a history with her, you still need to be careful. She is famous for her mood swings."

Ji Ming frowned, it sounded like this senior sister had a complicated karma.

Leaving the cliff, Ji Ming flew towards the pavilion.

The pavilion was hidden by the shadows of pines and cypresses. Outside, curtains fluttered and one could vaguely see smoke coming out of an incense burner and wine boiling in a charcoal basin. Before Ji Ming could get close, he was stopped by three young female Taoist priests. One of them, dressed in green, stepped forward and said, "The master will not see any outsiders today. Please go back, little Taoist priest."

Just as Ji Ming was about to speak, a sword light flashed from outside the island, and the man dressed as a savage jumped out from it, passing directly past the three women and entering the pavilion.

When the woman in green saw Ji Ming looking at the wild man, her eyes changed slightly and she said with a smile, "It seems that the little Taoist priest has traveled from afar. That one is Master Zhenyan, a good friend of Master, a famous and extraordinary person in Kyoto."

"Is Zhenyan a Dao name?"

Ji Ming asked meaningfully.

When he had seen the magic fight from outside the island before, he had heard the water general of Longfu say that this wild man was a minor official in Beidou Palace and had entered the heavenly court. He thought at that time that this man must have been ordained and could be called a Taoist priest.

"You really are from outside." The girl in green covered her mouth and laughed, "The story of Taoist Zhenyan exorcising demons on Mount Ebo and being named 'Northern Star Destroyer of Evil' has spread all over Kyoto. He and my master are close friends."

"Sister Cuimei, why are you talking about these things with this little Taoist?" The two young girls at the side frowned and said unhappily.

"Good sisters!" The girl in green whispered to the other two, "Don't look up at him. This man is quite Taoist, unlike the Taoists in Kyoto who are flashy. I think his background must be quite profound."

"It doesn't matter if it's not shallow, this immortal path depends on God."

"Hehe, Sister Cuimei never looks up at the sky, but the Taoist Zhenyan whom you admire the most is a person in heaven!" "Bah, you two little sluts."

Ji Ming had a strange expression on his face. He called back the strong men who were stationed beside the girls. Just as he was hesitating whether to reveal his identity, a fragrant breeze suddenly blew over, and a slightly surprised voice sounded: "Junior Brother Jintong, when did you come here?"

Ji Ming took a quick look and saw a pretty woman in plain white clothes. Her hair was not tied in a hairpin but in a bun, which made her look more heroic. Her figure was exquisite.

"Li Muru!"

Ji Ming was stunned for a moment and almost didn't recognize the woman in front of him. Girls really change a lot when they grow up.

Even though Ji Ming was a dull person, he couldn't help but feel happy when he met his old friends in a foreign land. He smiled and said, "We said goodbye in the mountains, but I didn't expect to meet again in Kyoto."

"You have to call me Senior Sister outside." Li Muru's pretty face was serious at first, and then she smiled and said, "What is the situation on the peak now?"

Ji Ming's smile froze, and he told the story of how he had volunteered to be expelled from Zirong Peak and had completed 300 good deeds.

"No wonder you kept your hands in your sleeves all day long on the peak. It was to hide the six fingers. I thought you had a missing hand or some unspeakable illness!"

While the two were talking, the expressions of the three women outside the pavilion changed. Cuimei was about to step forward, but Li Muru raised his finger and stopped her.

"You little slaves, you have only been favored by my senior sister for a few years, and you have the guts to look down on the disciples of Huoxu Cave. Today, I will teach you a lesson!"

After he finished speaking, a divine light shone in Li Muru's eyes. The three girls immediately covered their heads and banged their heads on the ground in panic. Their heads were bleeding and they kept crying and begging for mercy.

Ji Ming felt that Li Muru had changed a lot just now, but with this move, that impatient nature returned.

"Junior brother, leave quickly."

After teaching him a lesson, Li Muru immediately took Ji Ming and fled into the forest, muttering, "What a shame, Senior Sister! She only cares about having fun all day and neglects to discipline her disciples."

"Senior Sister Li, when I saw you take action just now, I thought you had a lot of face in front of Senior Sister!"

Ji Ming said jokingly, Li Muru suddenly rolled his eyes, let go of Ji Ming's hand, and said: "There are many crouching tigers and coiling dragons in Kyoto, it's not as free as in the mountains, you and I both have great hatred, so we have to lie low.

I am the only one here today, otherwise with your level of cultivation, you would have to endure the humiliation of those slaves in vain."

Ji Ming smiled and was about to speak when a voice came from all directions in the forest, "Mu Ru, Cui Mei and the others have been accepted as my disciples a long time ago. You are their elder, how can you humiliate them like this?"

He paused for a moment and then began to speak to Ji Ming, “I have heard that a local master has been teaching a new disciple in recent years and often calls him Golden Boy. I think it must be you, the Taoist priest.

Since we are from the same school, let’s chat in the pavilion.”

The scenery outside Ji Ming and Li Muru changed, and the next second they were in a fragrant pavilion. The wild-looking Taoist Zhen Yan was drinking heavily and took a serious look at Ji Ming who appeared in the pavilion.

"The master's magic skill, 'Shrinking the Earth into an Inch', is also a magic skill that can gradually achieve the magical power 'The Sky is Round and the Earth is Square'."

Ji Ming was slightly startled and looked towards Kun Dao in the center of the pavilion.

She wore a lotus crown, a green feather skirt, a brocade shawl around her arms, and waved a full-moon shaped fan in her hand. Looking at her face, her eyebrows were long and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with sorrow.

He used a magic trick to shrink the earth into an inch and pulled the two of them to the pavilion. The abbot of Yu Luo Temple, who was also the eldest disciple of Huoxu Cave, no longer paid any attention to the two of them and just chatted some interesting things with Taoist Zhenyan.

Li Muru looked like he was used to it. He just turned his back and walked away, standing by the pavilion as if he was being punished.

Seeing that this senior sister acted like an elder and was intent on warning him, Ji Ming gave up the idea of ​​getting to know her. He prepared to talk to Li Muru and then leave, as he didn't have much time left here.

Li Muru, who was standing with his back to him, whispered, "Jintong, how is your Haishi Dafa practice going?"

(End of this chapter)