Calabash Fairy

For Qingxuan Taoist Temple, the fact that its own ancestor ascended to immortality is enough to set it apart from the many small immortal sects near Gudu City whose lineages are incomplete.

In the future, with a celestial master enshrined in the Ancestral Hall of Qingxuan Taoist Temple as their backing, who would dare to bully them?

Fang Yan knew what Yu Zhenzi was thinking, so he let the other party kneel down before asking:

"Given the relationship between Daoist Qingxuan and the Ni Chang Immortal Sect, if the Daoist temple truly encounters insurmountable difficulties, why not seek assistance from the Ni Chang Immortal Sect?"

He had just heard that Qingxuan Taoist Temple now has one abbot, two deputy abbots, and many disciples, totaling more than eighty people.

However, nowadays, they can't even afford the monthly cultivation pills for their disciples. They usually use spirit-nourishing powders for cultivation, and spirit-nourishing pills are quite rare.

For a small immortal sect that occupies a sacred site for cultivation, this is enough to show just how bad the situation at Qingxuan Taoist Temple is...

Yu Zhenzi had already believed that this person had a past relationship with his master when they had talked before. Hearing this, it was clear that this person also knew about the deeper relationship between his master and the one in the Rainbow Immortal Sect, and that he must have a very close relationship with his master.

Yu Zhenzi gave a wry smile and said:

"Senior, you may not know this, but in fact, when the Taoist temple was first built, the person from the Ni Chang Immortal Sect sent someone to deliver a message, saying that they could provide assistance."

"But the abbot said back then, if we disciples receive favors from others for no reason, wouldn't the patriarch have to bow down to that person in the future?"

"Since then, this matter has not been mentioned again."

Fang Yan nodded in understanding.

However, speaking of which, the Qingxuan Taoist Temple, this little immortal sect, is quite peculiar.

Although the Taoist temple is revered as the ancestor of Qingxuan Daoren and its lineage was passed down by him, it was not established by Qingxuan himself.

The current abbot of the Taoist temple is a young man with cultivation talent that Qingxuan saved hundreds of years ago.

This young man admired Daoist Qingxuan. After achieving success in his cultivation, he established a Daoist temple, honored Qingxuan as his patriarch, and followed Qingxuan's example by cultivating merit and doing good deeds.

Qingxuan accepted them, but only bestowed upon them magical treasures and inheritances before letting the Taoist temple develop as it pleased. In Yuzhenzi's words, he had only seen this patriarch once since he entered the Taoist temple to cultivate immortality.

Today, Yu Zhenzi is happy for the ascension of the Qingxuan Ancestor to immortality, and even more so for the Taoist temple that has finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel!

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After a short while, Fang Yan left the Taoist temple, surrounded by Yu Zhenzi and a group of disciples from Qingxuan Taoist Temple.

Fang Yan handed a black snake-scale leather bag to Yu Zhenzi, saying rather casually:

"Take these things; they should be of some help to you."

Putting aside the fact that Qingxuan gifted him the Plum Blossom Divination technique back then, Fang Yan himself had long admired this person and respected him greatly. If he could help Qingxuan Taoist Temple in any way, he would naturally not be stingy.

This snakeskin bag was made from a piece of the original Black Xuan Snake's skin using the Hutian Technique, and it has a space of one zhang inside.

Inside were some spirit pills and talismans that Fang Yan and the little guys on the mountain no longer needed, mostly spirit nourishing pills and blazing fire talismans.

Although these were relatively low-level elixirs and talismans, they were all personally refined by Fang Yan, so they were naturally of superior quality. These were exactly what Qingxuan Dao Temple, which was extremely short of cultivation resources, needed most.

Fang Yan's move was a timely act of kindness.

Yu Zhenzi quickly waved his hand, not daring to accept it.

At this moment, the Taoist disciples behind him were filled with excitement, clearly already aware of the news about their ancestor.

Fang Yan shook his head slightly and said:

"Ascension to immortality is not something that can be achieved overnight."

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhenzi was slightly taken aback. Then, he saw the leather pouch in Fang Yan's hand fly up and land in his arms. Fang Yan's figure also took a step and disappeared.

Yu Zhenzi stood there in a daze for a long time, and the burning passion in her heart gradually subsided.

The Mountain God is right. Even if the Ancestor becomes an immortal in the Heavenly Realm, it will not be a matter of a day or two. No one knows how long it will take.

Before that, they still have a long time to wait...

However, the fact that there is hope for this matter is already much better than before.

Besides, things are different now than they used to be...

Yu Zhenzi pondered for a moment, then led his disciples back to the Taoist temple.

The next day, news spread silently that Qingxuan Daoist, the founder of Qingxuan Daoist Temple, had achieved perfect merit and ascended to immortality...

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On the other side, after leaving the Taoist temple, Fang Yan wandered around the city at his leisure.

South of the ancient ferry city lies a wide river called the Crescent Moon River.

This river, flowing like a crescent moon, passes through more than sixty cities and hundreds of villages in the Kingdom of Yuxia, nurturing countless lives on both banks and providing opportunities and convenience for many merchants.

They traveled between cities on merchant ships to trade, which is an important reason for the prosperity of the ancient ferry city. Fang Yan could also see items and unique foods from all over the Yuxia Kingdom here.

If he saw something that interested him, Fang Yan would simply take out his money to buy it or try it.

The silver that Zhang Chenghuang gave him was enough for an ordinary family of five in the city to live on for more than ten years, so he didn't need to be stingy.

Soon, night fell.

The streets of the ancient ferry town were brightly lit, bustling and prosperous. Fang Yan found a wooden boat that ferried people across the city's waterways and drank wine while admiring the beautiful scenery of the city.

At the stern, the man, steering the boat, greeted Fang Yan warmly from the wooden boat:

"Young master, since this is your first time visiting Ancient Ferry City, you absolutely must try the Drunken Immortal Duck, the signature dish of Shengjing Tower! The taste is truly exceptional!"

"As for the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion you saw, young master... I have never been inside, but I have heard that the girls there are indeed as beautiful as celestial beings. However, these people went in perfectly fine, but when they came out, there were only two kinds left."

"Either they floated out, or they were carried out!"

"By the way! If you enjoy fine wine, young master, go west for three or four streets from the Gu Family Cloth Shop in the east of the city. There's an old man selling wine in that alley. His Zhuyeqing is absolutely the best I, Old Shi, have ever tasted!"

"Hey~ I just feel a connection with you, young master. You chose this one out of so many boats. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't have told them!"

Hearing the man's hearty voice behind him, Fang Yan chuckled and nodded, enjoying the gentle, cool evening breeze as he sipped his wine.

Although these wines were just ordinary wines, Fang Yan found them quite delicious and they gave him a lot of new inspiration for winemaking. He planned to try them out when he returned to the mountain.

Along the riverbank, at this time of year, the streets are bustling with the most diverse and lively street food stalls. Children are often drawn in by the aromas, their mouths watering, clinging to their elders and unwilling to move...

At this moment, even though he was in the mortal world, Fang Yan still felt incredibly relaxed and at peace.

"Um?"

Just then, Fang Yan saw the figure on the riverbank and couldn't help but show surprise.