The saint starts out by traveling around the world with a group of elves.

When the first ray of sunlight shone in the early morning, An Xue ended a whole night of meditation. After a cultivator reaches the foundation-building stage, he can basically replace sleep with meditation.

Although it is not as comfortable as sleeping directly, practicing Taoism is a boring thing. People only see the glory of cultivators, but they don’t know that meditating and practicing quietly day after day is not something that ordinary people can endure.

Of course, in a sense, this is easier said than done. The threshold to becoming an immortal is extremely high.

"Good morning, Junior Sister."

As the youngest disciples under Master Qingyou, An Xue and Mu Feng are not yet qualified to open up a cave dwelling on their own. According to Master Qingyou's rules, only disciples who have reached the late stage of foundation building can leave Cuifeng Jingxin Forest and open up a cave dwelling of their own.

Jingxin Forest is the bamboo forest where Taoist Master Qingyou lives. The air in Jingxin Forest is fresh in the early morning, and the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the bamboo leaves is particularly soothing.

"Good morning, Senior Brother. Have you greeted Master?"

An Xue smiled sweetly. Master Qingyou did not set any rules requiring the disciples living in Jingxin Forest to come and pay their respects every morning. This was just a spontaneous behavior of An Xue and Mu Feng.

"Not yet, let's go, let's go together."

The two walked side by side quietly in the bamboo forest, but An Xue was indeed more lively today and kept talking to Mu Feng. Mu Feng knew the reason very well.

The visiting invitation had already been sent yesterday, so today was the day when Tianjian Mountain officially visited Zixiao Palace. As Qingyou Zhenren's favorite disciples, Anxue and Mufeng, who had a connection with Zixiao Palace, naturally qualified to accompany.

"Alright, no need to greet, your uncle Fengpo has sent a message and is already waiting outside."

Taoist Qingyou walked out of the bamboo house barefoot, still wearing a simple green cloth dress, without any makeup, and her long black hair was tied up with a simple bamboo hairpin.

But anyone who sees her walking barefoot in the void would have the thought that the so-called fairies in this world are no more than this.

After rubbing An Xue and Mu Feng's heads, the brother and sister had different expressions, one happy and the other a little helpless. The helpless one was naturally Mu Feng. He always felt that his master was too informal. He was already an adult, so there was no need for him to pat his head.

With the master leading the way, the two brothers and sisters naturally did not need to fly on their swords. Wrapped in the rich spiritual energy, the three of them flew on the wind and left Cuifeng directly.

At the mountain gate, a handsome young man with a sword in both hands had been waiting for a long time. From his eyes, which showed a maturity and stability that was inconsistent with his appearance, it was not difficult to guess that the young man in front of him was not as simple as he seemed.

"Uncle Fengpo, good morning."

"Good morning, Master Fengpo!"

Mu Feng and An Xue greeted each other, but True Man Qingyou did not say anything like "Good morning". The man in front of her was her junior brother. Although according to the division of positions in the sect, the status of Feng Po, the leader of Qifeng, must be higher than that of her, the dispensable leader of Cuifeng.

But Master Qingyou just gave a symbolic "hmm" and nodded as a greeting.

"Senior Sister, Feng Po greets you. Shall we set off now?"

An Xue and Mu Feng certainly did not understand why Master Qingyou looked a little cold, but Feng Po understood it very well. He could only blame himself for being young and in the prime of his life.

So Feng Po didn't care at all, but deliberately lowered his posture and bowed to his senior sister as if jokingly.

"It's so boring, let's go."

Taoist Qingyou waved her sleeves. Of course, she said so, but there was no impatience in her tone. Fengpo smiled and immediately followed.

"Chu Yi, why are we getting up so early today~!"

In another bamboo forest, Chu Yi also acted out of character and got up early with the future sword immortal, not even giving the elves' Elder Fu Fu and the goddess a chance to get into bed.

"Didn't we say yesterday that An Xue and Mu Feng were coming over?"

Chu Yi stretched lazily. This meaningless action always made him feel happy. Wu Xinrou was already practicing boxing. After obtaining the colorful [Registered Disciple of Zixiao Palace], her real body and the body in the game had begun to merge gradually. This change required some time to adapt.

"Master, good morning."

Hearing Wu Xinrou calling him Master, Chu Yi always felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction. True Man Qingyou of Tianjian Mountain was not particular about details, and the Great Sage Chu of Zixiao Palace was no less so.

Chu Yi, who never put on airs, just took action and ruffled his disciple's hair before withdrawing his hand with satisfaction. This scene was seen by a girl in a white dress next to Wu Xinrou, but she remained silent, only looking at Chu Yi with a complicated gaze.

"Hey~! Chu Yi, good morning~!"

"Chu Yi, and Xilin, good morning!"

A petite tree elf suddenly jumped up from behind Chu Yi, put its little hands around Chu Yi's neck, and turned into a large pendant. At the same time, a cute little elf flew over, sat on Chu Yi's shoulder, and shyly put its little face against Chu Yi.

Obviously, there would be no other elves besides Guy and Arya.

Wu Xinrou smiled slightly and looked at the little elves who had gathered together. She chose to go back to the waterfall and continue her boxing. The girl in white dress followed closely and looked at Wu Xinrou not far away. Her delicate little face, with a hint of childishness, seemed a little at a loss.

Chu Yi lifted Guy from his back into his arms. With the arrival of his little friend, Xilin immediately woke up from her sleepiness and started chatting with Arya and the others.

Guy put his arms around Chu Yi's neck, and taking advantage of his proximity to the water, he occupied the number one throne among the little ones. When Elder Fu Fu and the Goddess came out, Chu Yi was already covered with little elves. He was sitting on the soft grass, listening to the harmony of the breeze and the waterfall, guiding Wu Xinrou while satisfying the little ones' strong curiosity.

Elder Fu Fu and the goddess smiled at each other. It seemed that they could never get enough of this ordinary morning.

"Zixiao Palace, Senior Sister, this word?!"

Not long after, the four people from Tianjian Mountain also arrived as promised. Even from a distance, Zhenren Qingyou and Fengpo felt a little shock from the elves!

An Xue and Mu Feng, who were in the Foundation Establishment stage, could not make out the three words "Zixiao Palace" engraved on the stone tablet that looked like a cliff, but their master and uncle, who were in the Nascent Soul stage, could see a hint of the horror.

The majestic momentum of these three words seemed to tower above the world? !

But how is this possible? !

"Feng Po, you've lost your composure. Go in first."

Zhenren Qingyou took a deep breath and reminded Fengpo, then the four of them descended from the sky. They chose to walk the last section of the way, which was an attitude and also a necessary etiquette.

Feng Po also realized that he had lost his composure. After all, they came here today officially as representatives of Tianjian Mountain, and sword cultivators should not easily waver in their state of mind.

This thought continued until the two of them met the Sky-stepping Demon Ape who was in charge of guarding the gate.

The vitality of heaven and earth is under the control of the figure before them. Just by existing here, the Nascent Soul in their bodies can feel an unspeakable oppression!

"Lianxu?!"

Master Qingyou couldn't believe it and subconsciously gave the only answer.