The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

Moreover, they have no way to manage their own sect?

Is sacrificing lone members the only way to save the main force?

The Taoist priest stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance:

"That tiger is coming soon."

Chapter 24 Old Man

With the help of his master, Xia Chuan, a kind-hearted senior brother who was penniless, finally escaped the ruthless exploitation of Gao Haoguang, the tyrant of the Sanzhen Sect.

And it just so happened that he ran into his master and fellow apprentices in the provincial capital.

Xia Chuan could not hide his excitement and quickly went to a nearby restaurant to book a private room and a table of food.

Of course, it's also paid for with the master's money.

Inside the private room, the round table was laden with steaming hot dishes.

Ma Chao, Huang Erguo, and Miao Qingqing sat on one side, while Xia Chuan, Gao Haoguang, and Bai Xiaoxiao sat on the other side.

Xia Chuan quickly recounted everything that had happened in the past few days to everyone.

Xia Chuan also introduced the Sanzhen group to Bai Xiaoxiao, first pointing to Ma Chao:

"This is my master."

Bai Xiaoxiao looked up and followed his finger, her voice soft: "Hello."

Ma Chao put down his chopsticks, smiled and nodded at her with a kind expression.

Xia Chuan continued:

"He was the one who took me in back then, otherwise I would have starved to death."

He paused, his tone becoming somewhat subtle:

"But he's gotten old now. He just recently planned to pass on the leadership of the Three Truths Sect to me."

"Although there was no formal succession ceremony, I have already usurped the throne from him."

Ma Chao was drinking tea when he heard this and almost choked, slamming his hand on the table:

"Stinky boy!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Bai Xiaoxiao couldn't help but purse her lips, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Xia Chuan remained expressionless and pointed to the somewhat chubby young man next to Ma Chao, wearing a black round hat and a Republican-era suit:

"This is my junior brother, and also Haoguang's second senior brother, named Huang Erguo."

"Although it may seem a bit unreliable, it's actually quite serious."

"He is honest and kind, a good person."

Bai Xiaoxiao nodded hesitantly.

Huang Erguo took off his black round hat and bowed slightly to her, his movements as elegant as a gentleman who had returned from studying abroad.

Bai Xiaoxiao thought this etiquette was very cool.

Xia Chuan then pointed to the woman next to Huang Erguo.

The woman waved to Bai Xiaoxiao, her face kind and her eyes carrying a gentle quality that made people unconsciously relax.

"This is my junior sister, Haoguang's senior sister, Miao Qingqing."

Bai Xiaoxiao quickly replied, "Hello, Senior Sister."

Miao Qingqing could sense that Bai Xiaoxiao was a little shy, so she just smiled gently and didn't say anything more to avoid making her more nervous.

Ma Chao tapped the table: "Don't just stand there, let's eat."

As the chopsticks began to move, the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

Xia Chuan picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth, asking indistinctly:

"By the way, Master, what brings you to the provincial capital?"

He swallowed it, then added:

"Didn't Qingqing and Erguo go down the mountain to find Nirvana Corpse when they were at the Fafu?"

Ma Chao put down his chopsticks and sighed:

"After you were taken away by the patriarch's scroll that day, Qingqing and Erguo came back."

"So we'll just go in the direction you left."

"As soon as I arrived in the provincial capital, I heard rumors that someone had rescued children from an orphanage. I knew immediately that it was you who did it."

"That's why I've been looking for you all over the streets."

Gao Haoguang suddenly realized.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder we ran into each other so quickly.

Just as he was about to say something, the Three True Moon Token at his waist suddenly became slightly warm.

A voice that was all too familiar rang in his ears:

"Hey, Gray, time to eat."

Through the same month's decree, Jiang Mingzi's smiling face once again appeared beside Gao Haoguang.

Gao Haoguang paused with his chopsticks: "Wang Ba Xian Jun?"

Jiang Mingzi frowned: "How many times have I told you, you have to call him 'Grandmaster'."

Gao Haoguang scoffed, "Ancestor, my foot!"

Who was it that flew those two brothers like kites back then?

Now they're putting on airs like the patriarch.

Jiang Mingzi ignored Gao Haoguang's rudeness and simply looked around him with curiosity.

Of the people sitting in a circle around the table, all except Xia Chuan possessed magical power.

It seems that the little grand-disciple is having dinner with people from the sect.

but.....

His gaze fell on Bai Xiaoxiao, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Actually, I wanted to ask last time how you saved that little girl."

Jiang Mingzi sized up Bai Xiaoxiao, his eyes scrutinizing her:

"The aura emanating from her feels like she's approaching the level of a mid-level supernatural power."

"How could this be? He was clearly just a mortal before!"

Gao Haoguang was taken aback: "I don't know either, she suddenly got better on her own?"

"It's healed on its own?"

Jiang Mingzi frowned even more deeply.

Gao Haoguang explained:

"However, the reason for the decline in cultivation is that the Nirvana Corpse lent its innate divine power to the young lady, and then the Nirvana Corpse was killed by the senior brother."

"The young lady inherited both her supernatural powers and her cultivation level, and she can use them as well."

Jiang Mingzi fell silent.

His gaze lingered on Bai Xiaoxiao, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

How could this happen?

This little girl inherited Nirvana Corpse's supernatural powers and can even use them freely?

Could it be that...?

Jiang Mingzi's heart sank suddenly: Is this little girl turning into a Nirvana corpse?

wrong.

If the transformation has already begun, the aura emanating from the body shouldn't be like this.

What could be the reason?

Jiang Mingzi couldn't figure out the answer; she just felt that there was something strange about this matter that she couldn't quite explain.

"Hey, you little devil, aren't you going to eat?"

Gao Haoguang's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Jiang Mingzi replied instinctively, "I'm not hungry yet."

As he pondered, he glanced at the contents of Gao Hao's disc and suddenly became interested:

"Hey, what are you eating?"

Gao Haoguang was puzzled: "Big plate chicken."

He immediately realized what was happening, and a malicious smile curled at the corner of his mouth:

"Oh, Mr. Turtle Immortal, you've never eaten this before, have you?"

Jiang Mingzi asked with some curiosity, "What is this...?"

"Potato."

Gao Haoguang picked up a piece of stewed potato that had become soft and mushy, and waved it in front of Jiang Mingzi:

"This stuff came from the West. You, an old man from a thousand years ago, definitely can't get your hands on it."

Jiang Mingzi's forehead veins bulged.

Old man?