No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 46 Head
Surrounded by mountains, there is a mountain that stands tall and majestic, reaching into the sky. It is surrounded by clouds and mist, appearing and disappearing from time to time, like a fairyland.

The mountain streams gurgle, the waterfalls cascade, and the sounds of water and wind interweave into a melodious celestial music that echoes between the valleys.

From afar, one can see palaces and pavilions scattered among the mountains. Only one corner of them can be seen, with flying eaves and pointed corners, but no one in the mountains can be seen.

Ancient trees are towering, and exotic flowers and plants are growing everywhere in the mountains. The faint fragrance hits Xu Shun's taste buds.

Just now the field was covered with snow, but in the blink of an eye, Xu Shun's eyes were filled with such beautiful scenery and his nose was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees.

This is the real sect of cultivating immortals!
Before he could even sigh, he heard a pleasant voice.

"Lan Ran, you still remember to come back?"

The voice sounds familiar, as if I have heard it before.

A graceful figure floated from the distant mountains and flew in front of Lan Ran.

He had an extraordinary and stunning appearance, and was none other than the great-uncle master that Xu Shun had met once.

Taoist Qingtao.

"Lan Ran greets his uncle." Taoist Lan bowed to Taoist Qingtao politely and with a sense of distance.

"Zicai greets his uncle-master!" Xu Shun said loudly when he saw Lan Daoist saluting.

Zi Su looked at Xu Shun and bowed, and then shouted, "Zi Su greets Uncle Master!"

"..." Qingtao frowned and looked at Xu Shun and Zisu.

What are you two doing yelling so loudly?
"Lan Ran! Didn't you promise me last time that you would definitely come back to the mountain gate this year?" Taoist Qingtao asked angrily.

"Yes! I'm back this year! Am I back now?" Lan Dao Ren said calmly.

Today is the last day of the year, the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month.

That’s New Year’s Eve!
"You..." How come Taoist Qingtao didn't know that today is New Year's Eve?
That's why she is so talented!
Damn it, why are you putting on airs!
It's like no one cares about you!
Taoist Qingtao turned his head, stamped his feet, and flew away again.

Zi Su looked at Qing Tao who came and went suddenly, feeling a little confused.

Uncle and nephew, a man and a woman...

Why does this great-grandmaster seem a little different from my master?
Taoist Lan saw Taoist Qingtao flying away, but did not chase him. He waved his hand, and a green bamboo boat appeared under the feet of the three of them.

Then a small boat floated among the mountains and headed towards a peak.

That is the cave where Lan Dao lives.

The bamboo boat had just flown not far when a blue light flew out from the main peak of the mountains, stopped on Lan Daoren's boat, and turned into a person.

"Tsk~Isn't this Junior Brother Lan Ran?" the man said with a chuckle.

The man was wearing a glittering blue Taoist robe embroidered with delicate and intricate silver-white cloud patterns. There was a faint glow between the cloud patterns, which seemed to be able to cause changes in the wind and clouds.

It seems like the gentlest sea of ​​stars in the deep night sky, or like the spiritual energy condensed from the waves of the blue sea.

It’s obviously a magic weapon at first glance!
The sleeves of the robe were wide and flowing, swaying gently in the wind, matching the man's gaunt face and the ancient dustpan in his hand.

He is so elegant and graceful, like a god.

"Greetings, Master Brother." Taoist Lan also smiled when he saw this person.

He said "I've seen it" in a casual tone.

It can be seen that he is very familiar with the leader in front of him.

"Brother Lan Ran is back, why didn't he tell me?" The head of the sect said, "If I hadn't seen Qing Ye Zhou, he looked familiar, I would have thought that there was a guest in the sect!"

As soon as the master opened his mouth, Xu Shun knew that he was an old hermaphrodite.

"Heh..." Lan Dao Ren was not lenient with the Sect Master either, and said in the same sarcastic tone: "Senior Sect Master has a very good eye. He only saw that the Qingye Boat looked familiar, but he didn't see that the people on the boat looked familiar."

The tone of their conversation was like two friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time. "Oh, what? Some people hang out outside every day and don't come back to the sect. When they come back, they blame others for not recognizing them." The head of the sect shook his head and said, "They are not worthy of being human beings. They are not worthy of being human beings!"

"Hmph! I know why Qingtao can find my location." said Lan Dao Ren.

He is already a cultivator in the Mahayana stage. In the entire Qinghua Sect, only the current sect leader can find his whereabouts using the sect's magic weapon, the "Qinghua Mirror".

The Qinghua Mirror is a magical tool used to search for the whereabouts of disciples who are training outside the sect.

"If it weren't for our lovely Uncle Qingtao's help, who knows when you would come back!" The Sect Leader chuckled.

He placed emphasis on the word "cute".

Obviously, he knew everything about the relationship between Qingtao and Lanran.

He was happy to see it happen, adding fuel to the fire and becoming a melon-eating leader.

No wonder the Qinghua Sect is so abstract, it turns out there is such an unserious person as the leader!

Xu Shun has found one of the reasons why the Qinghua School is abstract.

Taoist Lan felt helpless when he saw the tough and double-faced senior brother, the head of the sect.

If the guy in front of him didn't have several magical weapons passed down from the ancestors of the Qinghua Sect, and if he didn't have the top-level cultivation of the Yuanshen, Taoist Lan would have pinned this guy to the ground and beat him.

No one had expected that a person of the Lan generation could actually cultivate to the Mahayana realm.

What is even more unexpected is that this person from the Lan generation actually became the head of the sect.

"Are these two the disciples you accepted? Last time it was Zishu and Cumin, who are they this time?" The head of the sect tilted his head and looked at the two people who were blocked by Lan Daoren's huge body.

"This is the head of the Lan family, and also my senior brother!" Taoist Lan turned around and said to Xu Shun and Zi Su.

Being specially emphasized by Lan Dao Ren that he was not only the head of the sect, but also his senior brother. Xu Shun and Zi Su immediately understood that the head of the sect Lan Dai had a close relationship with his master.

They saluted together and said loudly:

"Zi Cai has met the headmaster!"

"Zi Su greets the master!"

"Good! Very energetic!" The head of the sect nodded first, then took out two jade cards and threw them to Xu Shun and Zi Su, saying:
"It's our first meeting. After we pay our respects to the ancestor, we'll all eat from the same bowl of rice."

"Also, you can call me Sect Leader Lan, but you cannot call me Acting Sect Leader!"

Xu Shun felt that the leader was indeed not serious. What did he mean by "we all eat from the same bowl of rice"?

"Nori? Basil?" The Lan Dai Sect Leader thought for a moment, then said to Lan Dao Ren, "Nori, Basil? They are both vegetarian dishes! They are different from what you like, Junior Brother!"

Of course he knew that Lan Dao liked to eat meat.

"I am accepting a disciple, not eating!" Lan Dao Ren said, "You went around in circles and called me back. What's the matter?"

He had already figured it out. The leader of the Blue Era called him back in a roundabout way, so there must be something going on.

"Let's talk about it when we get to your cave!" said the head of Lan Dai.

So, the four of them came to Master Lan’s cave.

Unexpectedly, Master Lan’s cave was in a quiet place among the mountains.

It was a small courtyard built with bluestone and wood beside a mountain stream. It looked ordinary, with about seven or eight rooms, and did not look like the residence of a Mahayana monk at all.

But this is the home of the Lando people.

This is where he has lived for hundreds of years since he joined the Qinghua Sect.

　Lan Dai sounds like beer!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)