This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

Chapter 154 There are priests in Miao territory, and I see Ikkyu again.
Miao region in western Hunan.

The Miao Gu tribe, which has been based in western Hunan for thousands of years, has an even longer history.

Deep in a mountain, inside a stilted house, several old men in black robes sat cross-legged, only their cloudy eyes visible.

"Wang Po's life tablet is broken..."

One of the elders spoke first, and as soon as he finished speaking, a sharp glint flashed in the eyes of the group of elders whose eyes had been cloudy.

"She is a traitor to our Gu clan!"

He deserved to die! I only regret that I didn't leave the pass back then, otherwise I certainly wouldn't have been able to let him leave western Hunan.

The old man sitting in the second seat spoke, clearly implying that he didn't care whether Wang Po lived or died; in fact, he would be more at ease if she died.

"Second High Priest, that may be true, but Wang Po is ultimately a member of our Miao Gu Clan. Whether she lives or dies should be decided by our Miao Gu Clan. How can we let others decide her fate?"

The first one was the High Priest of the Miao Jiang Gu Clan. As soon as he said this, the other three elders below all chose to remain silent. Only the Second Priest, who had just clapped and cheered, looked somewhat displeased and said, "High Priest, what you said is biased. Our Miao Jiang Gu Clan is not so domineering. Or is it because this Granny Wang is your granddaughter that the High Priest is somewhat embarrassed and angry?"

The three Miao priests remained silent. When asked why Wang Po was wanted by the Miao people, the reason was simple: Wang Po had her eye on the second priest's granddaughter's natal Gu. While the second priest was in seclusion, she killed the granddaughter and stole the natal Gu. Although this was a serious crime in the Miao region, it was just a coincidence that Wang Po managed to leave the Miao region before the Foundation Establishment priests could catch up with her.

The high priest's efforts in this regard are obvious to everyone.

With such hatred, upon learning that Wang Po's spirit tablet had been broken, the second priest was practically ready to throw a grand banquet to celebrate for the entire clan.

"Second High Priest, are you doubting me?"

"Hmph! Miao Tianci, what do you say?"

"You dare say you weren't the one who let that beast Wang Po go back then? You call yourself the High Priest of the Miao Gu Clan? If it weren't for the greater good, I would have turned against you long ago!"

"Miao Yun!"

High Priest Miao Tianci was furious, but unfortunately, he had secretly helped his granddaughter Wang Po back then.

The confrontation between the two priests left the other three priests looking at each other in bewilderment. Miao Yun and Miao Tianci were close in strength, both at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, while the other three were only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment. At this moment, it was like gods fighting and mortals suffering. Their silence was their attitude.

"Hmph! Miao Tianci, you beast who has violated the clan rules, just say it, what do you want!"

Since they had already broken off all pretense, Miao Yun decided not to beat around the bush with Miao Tianci any longer.

Upon hearing this, Miao Tianci finally exhaled a breath of turbid air to suppress the anger in his heart and said, "After all, she is one of our Miao people. Whoever killed one of our Miao people will not be allowed to get away with it!"

"so what?"

Miao Yun continued to ask dismissively.

"Therefore, I intend to personally go to the Han region to capture the murderer who killed Wang Po!"

"Hahaha, Miao Tianci, you finally couldn't hold back. But I won't hold this against you. That beast Wang Po is dead. Do whatever you want with her. But don't forget your identity as the High Priest of my Miao Gu Clan. The clan leader will end his seclusion in three months. At that time, we will need you to come back and the five of us to open the seclusion site together. You can't let us down and die in Han territory!"

Upon hearing this, Miao Tianci snorted coldly and said, "You don't need to worry about it. With my late Foundation Establishment stage and my natal Gu, I can even fight against a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator. As long as I don't encounter a Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator, I can leave with ease."

As for the clan leader's important matters, I will return then..."

"Hehe, then go ahead!"
Good luck……"

Although Miao Yun's words were meant to be a blessing, Miao Tianci knew that he secretly hoped Miao Yun would die in an accident outside.

No need to worry about me.

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After leaving Silent Village, Zhong Bai planned to visit the Four Eyes Dojo. Although his fellow disciples had just met a few days ago, Four Eyes was in such a hurry that they didn't even have a proper chat before leaving Renjia Town before dawn.

This time, Zhong Bai did not inform Simu in advance. Just as dawn broke, Zhong Bai had already arrived outside the dojo on his sword.

Looking at the temple, which hadn't changed much in the past ten years, Zhong Bai smiled and knocked on the gate. Soon, he heard footsteps approaching, and with a creak, the gate opened, revealing a young man.

"Are you Jia Le?"

Zhong Bai was not surprised to see Jia Le's appearance change so much. However, Jia Le clearly recognized Zhong Bai. Looking at this face that had not changed in ten years, Jia Le's heart was in his throat.

"Uncle-Master Qianhe! It's you! Please come in!"

Jiale was very enthusiastic; this was the first time in ten years that he had met his senior, Zhong Bai.

Memories flooded back, making Jiale realize the importance of serving his senior uncle well.

Upon arriving at the dojo, Zhong Bai looked around and scanned the area with his divine sense, but did not find Si Mu's figure. He couldn't help but ask, "Jia Le, where is your master?"

"Hehe, Uncle Qianhe, your timing is a bit off. My master just went to pick up guests a couple of days ago and probably won't be back until tomorrow."

Scratching his head, Jiale answered with a smile. Zhong Bai didn't care either; this was how the corpse-driving Taoist was, and it was Si Mu's daily routine.

"Uncle-Master Qianhe, don't worry, Jiale will definitely take good care of you!"

At this moment, Jia Le was still saying such silly things, which made Zhong Bai feel amused but also thought that Jia Le had been trained by Si Mu to be too obedient.

"Row!"

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As dusk fell, Jiale was cooking, while Zhongbai sat quietly in the courtyard, concentrating on enjoying this leisurely time.

Suddenly, Zhong Bai's eyes twitched, and he looked into the distance, his brows furrowing, but he quickly relaxed.

"Jiale, has that monk Ikkyu from next door ever come back these past few years?"

Zhong Bai picked up a cup of tea from the table. He took a small sip, and Jia Le, who was cooking, responded loudly, "Uncle-Master, Master Yixiu has not come back since he left ten years ago."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Bai nodded and said, "In that case, this monk really hasn't stopped traveling the world for ten years. No wonder he has now reached the peak of Qi Refining."

Zhong Bai's gaze was indifferent. That's right, he had just discovered two figures approaching the dojo with his divine sense. One of them was a Buddhist disciple with the aura of Qi Refining Perfection, and the other was a woman, who was about the second level of Qi Refining.

dong dong dong...

As Ikkyu and his disciple Qingqing arrived at the temple gate and knocked, Zhong Bai, who was enjoying tea, smiled and waved his hand, opening the gate.

Seeing the door open, the monk Ikkyu wanted to see if someone had opened it, but after the gate was fully opened, he didn't see a single person.

"strangeness……"

While the monk was still wondering, his disciple Qingqing had already started looking around and soon spotted Zhong Bai sitting in the courtyard drinking tea. She was surprised because she was insightful and could clearly sense the ethereal and otherworldly aura emanating from the Taoist in front of her.

"Master, is this the Four-Eyed Taoist you mentioned? He seems a little different from the Four-Eyed Taoist you described."

It's perfectly normal for Qingqing to have such doubts. The Four-Eyed Taoist priest that the monk Yixiu had described to her was a greasy middle-aged man, while the Taoist priest in front of her...

Ahem, she's just too elegant.

"what?"

Monk Ikkyu was clearly taken aback. He looked in the direction Qingqing was pointing and froze.

His body trembled slightly, and the monk Yixiu was somewhat incredulous. He rubbed his eyes, hoping that he was seeing things. But just as he was about to take a closer look, Zhong Bai spoke up: "Master Yixiu, it has been ten years since we last met. It seems that Master Yixiu no longer recognizes me."

Zhong Bai spoke lightly, but to the monk Ikkyu it was like a thunderclap.

"You are Master Chizuru!"

No matter how much he disbelieved it, Ikkyu had to admit that not only did he not see Master Four Eyes, but he also met this famous Taoist from Maoshan first.

"Master, who is he?"

Qingqing clearly noticed the change in her master's expression, but she had only been a disciple for a short time and did not understand that Master Qianhe was referring to Zhong Bai, nor did she understand what the title represented.

After taking a deep breath, Monk Ikkyu finally calmed down a bit and bowed respectfully to Zhong Bai, saying, "Ikkyu greets the True Man!"

"Disciple, this is the Taoist disciple of Maoshan, the next leader of Maoshan, and the youngest Foundation Establishment True Person in the Taoist sect, Master Qianhe. Why don't you quickly pay your respects to Master Qianhe?"

After hearing her master's reminder, Qingqing realized what was happening and quickly imitated her master's loud greeting.

Zhong Bai put down his teacup and said, "No need for formalities, Master Yixiu. It has been ten years since we last met. I never imagined that Master Yixiu would already have disciples. It seems that Master Yixiu's travels around the world have been very fruitful these past years."

“Amitabha, you flatter me, Master. I have indeed witnessed many hardships and joys of the common people over the past ten years, but compared to these insignificant little things, you are far more glorious.”

"Haha, Master Ikkyu is truly a remarkable person. Come and sit down..."

"Ikkyu thanks the Master for the seat!"

After Monk Ikkyu sat down next to Zhong Bai, Qingqing, who was very observant, first poured the tea that Zhong Bai had just finished drinking, and then poured it for her own master.

"May I ask what brings you here, sir?"

Monk Ikkyu was very curious. The person in front of him was one of the top experts in the Taoist sect. Even though he was still very young, he would not have come to the Maoshan disciples' dojo unless there was something important to do.

However, Zhong Bai is an exception.

"I haven't had a chance to catch up with my senior brother Simu for over ten years. After descending the mountain, I wandered around and happened to end up here."

Ikkyu nodded at what Zhong Bai said. Whether it was true or not, Ikkyu could only take it as true.

(End of this chapter)