This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

At the entrance of the Beast Taming Sect's branch, Li Daoxuan and Lingxi were saying goodbye to Bai Susu.

"Miss Bai, there's plenty of time in the future, we'll meet again if fate allows..."

Lingxi waved her hand and smiled:

"Sister Susu, see you next time..."

Bai Susu lowered her head, her hands clasped together, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally mustered up the courage to ask:

"Master Li, may I ask...where are you...heading?"

Li Daoxuan did not hide anything.

"Tianshui Marsh, within the jurisdiction of the Qingyun Sword Sect."

Bai Susu pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"Well then... until we meet again..."

Li Daoxuan nodded slightly, pulled Lingxi up, and leaped into the air, transforming into a rainbow as they flew into the distance.

Bai Susu watched the ever-receding streak of light move by until only the rosy clouds in the sky remained in her eyes before she withdrew her gloomy gaze.

He lowered his head and sighed softly.

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"Master... I always feel like Sister Susu treats you differently..."

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Lingxi suddenly spoke.

Li Daoxuan asked with a smile:

"Oh? Why is it different?"

Lingxi bit her finger and thought for a moment, a look of fear suddenly appearing in her eyes.

"Sister Susu always secretly watches you, she wouldn't... she wouldn't... want to eat you, would she?"

Li Daoxuan's expression stiffened, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently tap Lingxi's head.

"What are you thinking! Miss Bai won't eat people..."

Lingxi covered her head and said aggrievedly:

"But... the other Susu sister will definitely eat people..."

Li Daoxuan didn't speak again. Lingxi thought she had said something wrong, so she glanced timidly at her master and didn't dare to speak anymore.

However, Li Daoxuan felt somewhat helpless.

Lingxi doesn't understand human relationships between men and women, so he can't understand Bai Susu's gaze.

But he wasn't some clueless newbie. How could someone who grew up in that complex, rudimentary environment of his previous life not understand Bai Susu's feelings?

Putting aside the unknown entity sealed in Bai Susu's heart, this girl is an excellent girl.

Not only is she kind, generous, and stunningly beautiful, but she also possesses an exceptional talent that is one in a million.

Before the age of thirty, he was already an eighth-level cultivator. Even in the Xuanhuang Great World, this was an unimaginable prodigy.

However... Li Daoxuan's only goal in this life is to pursue the perfection of the Great Dao, and he has no intention of marrying and starting a family.

It might not be a good thing for such a virtuous woman to become entangled with him.

Therefore, Li Daoxuan did not respond to Bai Susu's feelings in any way, and each time they parted, it was extremely decisive.

He did this so that the girl wouldn't misunderstand and it would only delay his own future.

I just hope Bai Susu will back down and stop wasting her time on him.

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On the central island of Tianshui Marsh, Chen Xun sat cross-legged on a large turtle-shaped rock on the shore, cultivating.

His aura flowed, attracting spiritual energy from all directions to flock to him.

About half an hour later, Chen Xun opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and exhaled a stream of pure spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

"Sigh... my cultivation has stagnated for the past six months..."

Chen Xun sighed helplessly.

It has been almost two years since Li Daoxuan left Tianshuize.

For a period of time at the beginning, Chen Xun's cultivation level remained the same as before, increasing visibly.

However, the growth rate slows down as time goes on.

Until the last six months, his cultivation level had hardly increased at all.

Chen Xun understood that this was not because his cultivation had gone wrong, but because he was too young, had not experienced enough, and his mental state could not be improved, so he was naturally unable to refine more magical power.

Two thousand nine hundred strands of magical power was already his current limit.

To further improve, in addition to rigorous training, one also needs to cultivate a certain mental state.

This is what Master meant by practicing cultivation in the world.

Chen Xun stood up. At fourteen years old, he was already a handsome and talented young man. Coupled with his unique otherworldly temperament as a cultivator, he stood out from the crowd.

"It's time to go out for a walk..."

Chen Xun gazed at the water outside the island and muttered to himself.

Just as he was about to return to the attic to tell his mother, he had a strange feeling.

Chen Xun turned around and looked at the distant sky.

There was nothing particularly special about it; the wind was gentle and the clouds were light.

Chen Xun couldn't help but frown and murmur:

Why did I suddenly have this sudden urge?

Those who cultivate the Tao will not have this feeling without a reason.

Something must have happened.

Chen Xun was completely baffled and could only walk towards the attic.

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"Mother... please pack a few things for me..."

Chen Xun called out to his mother as he pushed open the courtyard gate, but he stopped midway through his sentence, staring blankly at the man in the blue Taoist robe sitting in the courtyard.

He quickly came to his senses, strode over, knelt down, and kowtowed, saying:

"Master...you...are back..."

Li Daoxuan smiled and nodded gently, then personally reached out to help Chen Xun up.

He patted the dust off his forehead and knees and laughed:

"Haven't seen you in a while. You've grown quite a bit taller and stronger. Not bad..."

Chen Xun was overjoyed, and just then his gaze fell on Ling Xi standing next to Li Daoxuan. Now that they had returned to Tianshui Marsh, Li Daoxuan immediately removed the covering from Ling tide's body.

This also made Lingxi stand out in Chen Xun's eyes, as if a powerful spiritual energy was gushing out from the top of his head, making the world around him vibrant with life.

"Who is this...?"

Before Li Daoxuan could introduce her, Lingxi jumped out and laughed:

"My name is Lingxi, and I'm Master's local deity. You must be Senior Brother Chen Xun? Hello, Senior Brother..."

Chen Xun looked at Li Daoxuan in surprise. He could tell at a glance that this little thing was not human, but some kind of spiritual creature. He never expected that his master would even take something that was not human as a disciple.

I couldn't help but feel a secret admiration; he truly deserved to be called my master, treating all beings without discrimination...

"Hello, junior brother..."

Chen Xun awkwardly touched his body. Li Daoxuan's arrival was too sudden, and he hadn't prepared a gift for his junior brother.

"We're family, no need to be so polite."

Li Daoxuan smiled faintly.

Chen Xun gave an awkward smile and said to Ling tide:

"Junior brother, your senior brother wasn't prepared. Next time, your senior brother will definitely give you a gift..."

Lingxi didn't care at all. She stepped forward, hugged Chen Xun's leg, tilted her head back, and said with a grin:

"No need, Senior Brother is a good person, and Lingxi likes good people, nothing else is needed..."

Chen Xun was taken aback, feeling both amused and exasperated.

Li Daoxuan knew the reason. Lingxi had extremely high spiritual sense and could keenly perceive good and evil. Chen Xun was pure and kind-hearted, so Lingxi would naturally be close to him.

Chen Xun was naturally very happy to see that his new junior brother liked him.

He simply picked Lingxi up and played with her for a while before asking Li Daoxuan:

"Master, is there something you need to do upon your return?"

Li Daoxuan nodded.

"Yes, there is something very important..."

Upon hearing the words "very important," Chen Xun's expression turned solemn.

"Then what do the disciples need to do?"

Li Daoxuan waved his hand, stood up, and said:

"Come with me."

The three of them then arrived together at the stone platform in the center of the island.

Chen Xun knew that this stone platform was no ordinary one, so after Li Daoxuan left, he often came to take care of it and prevented it from being overgrown with weeds.

Li Daoxuan took a deep breath and looked at the stone platform, saying:

"In this vast world of Xuanhuang, every holy land sect will occupy at least one blessed land as its headquarters."

"This is the foundation of our lineage, the very essence of a sect."

"Whether our Daoist sect can establish a firm foothold in the Xuanhuang Great World depends on this Immortal Ancient Ascension Platform..."