Under One Person: Starting with the Dual Cultivation of Body and Soul.

"We need to prepare a generous gift for Lao Lu. What should we prepare?"

"What do you think of the tea from Longhu Mountain, Lingyu?"

“Master, isn’t this a bit too… too simple?” Zhang Lingyu said.

"What else can I do? Am I supposed to be the one who suffers a loss?!"

Zhang Lingyu: "…………"

"This time, Old Lu is taking on a disciple, and I'm so enthusiastically helping him promote it. If I go, I'll have to eat and take some food, won't I?"

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On the other side, deep in the mountains.

There are vast terraced fields here.

At the end of the terraced fields lies a cluster of ancient Hui-style buildings.

The staggered horse-head walls, white walls and black tiles give people a sense of strict discipline at first glance.

This is Lüjia Village, the home of the Lü family, one of the four major families.

At this moment, in a large house in the center of the village, an old man is sitting in a chair looking at his mobile phone.

The old man had white hair and beard, and wore a dark gray old-fashioned jacket. Most striking was the scar on his face that ran vertically across his right eye, diagonally from his forehead to his cheekbone, adding to his fierce appearance.

This person is Lü Ci, one of the Ten Elders and the head of the Lü family.

Lujia Village is hidden in the mountains and has very little contact with the outside world. Lu Ci is also an old-fashioned feudal patriarch.

But what's incongruous is that he started using a trendy mobile phone and even registered for a Penguin chat app.

To be honest, the reason he used this thing was because the Old Master recommended it at the Ten Elders Conference.

The old master told everyone he met that this software was extremely useful. It had phone and text messaging functions, could create groups for chatting, and could also post statuses in the space to record life and spiritual practice. It was even better than the Wang family's Yin-Yang paper, and the best part was that it was free.

The Old Master strongly suggested that all ten elders register an account and create a group to facilitate future communication.

The Old Master is the leader of the Ten Elders. He strongly recommended it, so who would dare to disrespect him?

So the Ten Elders all started using this trendy software.

Chapter 65 Sending Out Invitations

When he first downloaded the software, Lü Ci didn't know how to use it and had to ask his granddaughter Lü Huan for help before he gradually figured it out.

Zhang Zhiwei was the top contact in Lü Ci's friend list.

Although Zhang Zhiwei's style of doing things was not very steady and was quite different from the traditional image of a Taoist master, Lü Ci didn't care at all. He thought this was the style of a strong person.

There's nothing he can do; after all, Old Lu has always admired the strong the most in his life.

The old master is also the most outstanding person in the world, the kind who has been strong since childhood.

He still remembered the scene at the Lu family compound, when he first met the Old Celestial Master and the Old Celestial Master slapped Lu Jin until she cried. That scene had a tremendous impact on him, the young father.

How can someone be this awesome?

Since then, he has held the Celestial Master in even greater reverence and often thinks that it would be great if the Celestial Master's surname was Lü and he were a member of the Lü family.

If that were the case, he would be willing to give up the position of head of the Lü family and serve them on his knees every day.

Therefore, Lü Ci would check all the random posts and logs that the Old Master posted on his social media every day.

But he never gave a thumbs up. Old Lu also had his pride, and he wouldn't do anything like flattery.

The Old Celestial Master is the kind of person who floods his WeChat Moments with posts, often posting a whole bunch of things that pushed down Lu Jin's post. Lu Ci didn't even see Lu Jin's post, but he did see the Old Celestial Master's repost of Lu Jin's post about holding a disciple-acceptance banquet.

Looking at the screen, Lü Ci murmured to himself:

"Making such a big show of it, Old Lu didn't even have a big celebration for his 80th birthday, but now he's making such a big fuss about taking on a disciple."

"Those who know understand it are just accepting disciples; those who don't might think the Lu family is choosing a new patriarch!"

"What makes this kid named Li Chang'an so special?"

While I was pondering this.

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in."

A young man in his thirties walked in, bowed, and said:

"Seventh Grandfather, the Lu family has sent people to deliver invitations."

"Okay, just have him put the invitation down."

Lu Ci waved his hand, showing no intention of receiving the guest.

He continued scrolling through his phone, muttering to himself:

"According to the information from Fatty's side, the most outstanding among the younger generation of the Lu family is that boy named Lu Lin."

"To have mastered the three levels of reverse life at such a young age is a rare talent."

"Now another apprentice named Li Chang'an has appeared. The Lu family is certainly thriving."

Lu Ci sighed, a shadow crossing his single eye:

"Sigh, what's wrong with our Lü family? Why can't the younger generation stand up for themselves? Each one of them is worse than the last."

"That method has never been complete..."

Meanwhile, in a courtyard, there were artificial hills and flowing water, pavilions and towers, and exotic flowers and plants, all arranged in an extremely elegant manner.

This is the residence of the Wang family, one of the four great families.

Wang Ai, the head of the Wang family, was a chubby old man who leaned on a cane. Although he often smiled, his face was by no means kind.

If Lü Ci's first impression is that he is a cold-faced tiger who is not to be trifled with.

Wang Ai's first impression is that he is a smiling tiger who is not to be trifled with.

Although Wang Ai also installed the Penguin Chat software, unlike Lü Ci, he had no interest in the messy daily life that Zhang Zhiwei shared.

Rather than surfing the internet, he prefers to ponder the power struggles within the industry, scheming how to gain more benefits for the Wang family, or taking his beloved grandson out for food, drink, and entertainment.

Looking at the invitation in his hand, Wang Ai fell into deep thought. The four families had been friends for thousands of years, and it was no exaggeration to say that they were like brothers.

But in the end, it still comes down to that saying: I'm afraid my brother is struggling financially, and I'm also afraid he'll be driving a Land Rover. My brother can be awesome, but he can't be more awesome than me, at least not by much.

"This guy surnamed Li..."

As Wang Ai was pondering, the door was pushed open with a bang.

His thoughts were interrupted, and Wang Ai frowned, about to fly into a rage. He hated it when anyone disturbed him while he was thinking.

But upon seeing who it was, his brows instantly relaxed.

Because the person who barged in was his most beloved grandson, Wang Bing.

"Grandpa! I want to buy that latest sports car!"

Wang shouted loudly.

As her name suggests, Wang Airen was very kind to her grandson.

As soon as Wang Bing arrived, he tossed the invitation aside. In his eyes, the apprenticeship banquet, the invitations to Li Chang'an and Zhang Chang'an, were nothing compared to a hair on his precious grandson's head.

Wang Ai greeted him with a beaming smile, her chubby face scrunched up in a ball.

"Oh my, my precious grandson, Grandpa's here, Grandpa's here! It's just a sports car, buy it, buy it all! Whatever my dear grandson wants, even if it's the stars in the sky, Grandpa will pluck them down for you!"

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As the Lu family's invitations were widely distributed.

The leaders of various sects, including Wuhou Sect, Wudang Mountain, Huode Sect, Liuyun Sword Sect, and Baiyun Temple, received invitations one after another.

While most of the supernatural community was discussing Lu Jin's high-profile acceptance of a disciple.

Li Chang'an, the protagonist of this incident, is still cultivating in an orderly manner.

He meditated, read books, and practiced swordsmanship.

Life remained as calm as still water, seemingly unaffected by the clamor of the outside world.

Li Chang'an's otherworldly aura grew stronger with each day of quiet meditation.

In the past few days, Li Chang'an has also made some progress in refining the eight-sided Han sword.

It became increasingly easy to use, and when he held it in his hand, even without consciously entering a state of oneness with the sword, he could still feel a slight connection with it.

Once he entered a state of perfect harmony with his sword, the sword would rhythmically emit a white halo as he breathed, as if it were breathing along with him, which was quite mystical.

Around noon, just as Li Chang'an finished refining a round of magic swords, the person delivering the food arrived.

Li Chang'an opened the door and found that the person who came to deliver the meal today was not a servant from the Lu family, but Lu Lin.

Lu Lin walked in carrying food in her hands.

Li Chang'an took the food box and asked why he was the one delivering the food today.

Lu Lin explained that she had something she wanted to say to Li Chang'an, and she happened to run into the auntie who was delivering food, so she helped deliver it.

"What do you want?" Li Chang'an asked.

Lu Lin said, "Linglong, that girl, couldn't wait to get to the banquet that Grandfather was going to hold. She didn't wait for the rest of the sect to come together and took a car back ahead of time. She even asked the two of us to pick her up at the station. She called you several times, but you didn't answer."

Upon hearing this, Li Chang'an went back inside, picked up his phone from the table, and glanced at it.

Sure enough, the screen showed several missed calls, all from Lu Linglong.

"I had my phone on silent while I was cultivating, so I didn't pay attention," Li Chang'an said casually.

Lu Lin smiled and said, "I knew it would be like this. Senior Brother Chang'an, why don't you come with me to pick up Linglong?"

"When will she arrive?" Li Chang'an asked.

Lu Lin said, "It takes about ten hours to get here from Beijing. Judging by the time, it should be tonight. Linglong also said on the phone that she brought a few friends she met in Beijing to come and have fun with her."

Li Chang'an nodded and put his phone back in his pocket: "You can go pick me up by yourself. I won't join in the fun."

Chapter 66 Linglong Returns Home

Upon hearing this, Lu Lin was immediately put in a difficult position.

He is an introverted person, so it wouldn't matter if only Lu Linglong came back.

But Lu Linglong brought her friends from the capital with her, which gave him a real headache.

When we meet, I'll inevitably have to greet Lu Linglong's friends and exchange pleasantries.

And what he's least good at is dealing with these kinds of social situations.

That's why he wanted to invite Li Chang'an along as well.

Unexpectedly, Li Chang'an refused.

Seeing Lu Lin standing there fidgeting, Li Chang'an asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Lin sighed and confessed honestly:

“Senior brother, I’m not very good at handling social situations with lots of people. You’re much better at dealing with these things. When you first came to the Lu family, you were able to remain calm and indifferent to all the praise from the elders. I thought you were really amazing back then.”

Li Chang'an burst into laughter upon hearing this.

Is he good at handling things?

He's clearly a master of creating awkward silences.

However, Lu Lin was right about one thing.

He is indeed better at handling this situation than Lu Lin.

Because he doesn't care about other people's feelings and opinions at all.

He's comfortable with awkward silences and doesn't feel any psychological burden about them.