Uncle Jiu's Senior Brother

Lu Li slapped his forehead. He had been out for such a long time but had not sent any message to Uncle Jiu. He remembered that he had promised to send more messages. He quickly took out the communication talisman, wrote down what he had seen and heard along the way, as well as the news he had just heard from Taoist Qingshan. He folded the talisman into a paper crane, added magic power to it, and the paper crane spread its wings and flew into the sky.

Not long after, Taoist Qingshan called Lu Li to eat. The food in the mountains is all mountain delicacies, mushrooms and bamboo shoots, and a plate of fish. The Maoshan people don't eat mullets, and some don't even eat carp. Taoist Qingshan knew this, so he cooked sea bass.

Taoist Priest Qingshan smiled and said, "Don't underestimate me because this place is remote. There is actually a town on the other side of the mountain. Sometimes I go there to buy things. Sometimes people who go up the mountain to collect herbs will come to my place to rest. I will also exchange some food and supplies with them."

Lu Li tasted the bamboo shoots and they were delicious. Taoist Qingshan was a good cook.

"Not bad, isn't it? In my free time, besides practicing, I study the desire for food."

Lu Li was a little envious of such a life: a cup of tea and a view.

Cultivating your character on weekdays, enjoying the scenery in your spare time, and making some of your favorite food, isn't this also a kind of practice?

As he practiced Taoism, Lu Li felt that his mind became calmer. In his previous life, he was mediocre and wandered for half his life. He struggled for a living every day, and there was always a sense of resentment lurking in his heart that could erupt at any time.

After coming to this world, Uncle Jiu took me in. He asked me to read more Taoist scriptures and meditate more often. Slowly, my hostility was eliminated and I became pure-hearted and free from desires.

Two days later, in the charity cemetery, Uncle Jiu was holding Lu Li's paper crane. After reading the message on it, he couldn't help but sigh that Lu Li was right to make friends with the Xiangling clan.

In the past, it seemed that those tomb robbers who dug graves every day would not have a good end. But now the Japanese are plotting against tombs. If we talk about finding tombs, we really can't do without this group of people. Although Taoists are good at catching ghosts, demons and looking at Feng Shui, these people are still the professionals who can tell where the big tombs are and what the situation is.

After thinking about it, Uncle Jiu passed the message to the headquarters and also sent a message to Lu Li, asking him to put his own safety first. He walked out of the room and released the paper crane. He saw Wencai feeding the chickens and ducks in the yard. He shook his head. Everyone has their own destiny. It's good for Wencai like this, as he is stable. His eldest disciple is living a wonderful life, but life is bound to be full of twists and turns.

After dinner, Lu Li originally wanted to go down the mountain and rush to Qing Mansion, but Taoist Qingshan insisted on keeping him. It was not easy to meet someone who could talk to him, so of course he had to stay for another day.

In this way, Lu Li stayed in Liangshan Temple for another day.

"Master Lu, be careful on your journey. If you have time, you are welcome to come and sit down. I will be waiting for you at any time."

At the gate of Liangshan Temple, Taoist Master Qingshan was seeing Lu Li off.

"Master Qingshan, please stay. I will take my leave now."

After the two said goodbye, Lu Li continued on his way. During the day in the Taoist temple, the two talked a lot about Feng Shui. Maoshan's records of Feng Shui were all gained by the predecessors during their travels, and sometimes Taoist Qingshan would also open up his mind after listening.

Uncle Jiu learned mostly from his own experiences and summaries, while Lu Li mainly studied combat and knew very little in this area.

Taoist Master Qingshan specialized in Feng Shui. His experiences and various inferences opened up a new world for Lu Li. It turned out that Feng Shui could be like this.

On the way, Lu Li couldn't help but laugh. He underestimated the Feng Shui master. A good Feng Shui master could use the earth veins and water veins to assist in the attack, or set up the Feng Shui situation to trap and kill the enemy.

The first rank reaches the sky, and the ninth rank geomancer can borrow the power of half of the mountains and rivers to slay demons and monsters.

Lu Li couldn't help but sigh, fortunately this is the Dharma Ending Age, otherwise the world would be different due to the limitations of heaven and earth.

On this day in the Qing Mansion, Lu Li found an inn in a small town to stay. Lu Li found that he seemed to be being targeted by someone, and the other party was probably waiting for him to go to a place with fewer people to attack. He just didn't know whether it was a righteous or evil sect. Lu Li had also received the message from Uncle Jiu.

Looking at the words above, Lu Li missed the peaceful town more. At least there weren’t so many fights.

On the morning of the second day, Lu Li checked the items in the storage talisman, the lightning sword, the purple talisman, the blue talisman, the yellow talisman, a change of clothes, and some precious medicines collected on the way. Everything was ready.

After leaving the town, Lu Li secretly released his spiritual sense to observe everything around him, and the number of pedestrians on the road gradually decreased.

It was almost noon and the sun was getting hot. Lu Li came to a forest, found a big tree, jumped up, took out some water and dry food and started eating. He couldn't go on an empty stomach when fighting.

After eating two steamed buns with some water, I saw an old Taoist priest in green robes walking slowly towards me on the other side of the road. The old Taoist priest looked old, but every step he took seemed to be measured with a ruler and was the same size. This requires strong body control.

The old Taoist priest came under the tree and said, "May you be blessed with great fortune! You must be Taoist Lu Li, right? Could you please leave the Xishuangbanna Bronze Armor Corpse behind?"

Lu Li looked at the old Taoist priest and found that he was in the late foundation building stage like himself, and he did not look like an evil cultivator.

"It's not easy for you to cultivate to this level, senior. Don't make mistakes. You don't look like you are doing evil. Why do you want to go down the wrong path?"

"Practicing Taoism, practicing Taoism, in the end it's all in vain. You have reached this level of cultivation at your age, how can you understand the pain I have been trapped in the late stage of foundation building for a hundred years? Compared to living, everything is empty."

Lu Li was puzzled as to what was so special about the bronze-armored corpse. "Can you survive if you get the bronze-armored corpse?"

"Have you heard of the corpse-turning technique?" the old Taoist priest said playfully.

"You actually practiced a forbidden technique to transfer your soul to a zombie. Anyone who practices this technique can be killed by anyone in the spiritual world." Lu Li immediately drew out the Lightning Sword, jumped down from the tree and walked to the opposite side of the old Taoist priest.

"If you die, no one will know."

The old Taoist priest stepped forward and struck with a sword, and Lu Li turned his lightning sword and struck back. The cold light was everywhere, and the two of them fought in a group.

"Lingxu swordsmanship, you are from the Lingxu sect." Lu Li saw the swordsmanship used by the old Taoist priest.

"You know quite a lot."

The old Taoist priest's face was filled with grimace. He knew that there was no way Lu Li could survive.

After the two of them exchanged thirty to fifty moves, all the surrounding trees were cut in half, and the ground was full of potholes.

Lu Li threw out five lightning fists, and the old Taoist priest dodged repeatedly. Several holes were burned on his Taoist robe, and his breath became unstable. After all, young people are better at fighting, as he is old now.

"It's true that I underestimated you."

The old Taoist stepped back a few steps, circulated his Qi, and his robes fluttered. He held the sword upright in front of him with both hands and shouted, "Blue Sky Cloud Thunder Art, start!"

Lu Li saw the sky above his head was filled with wind and clouds, dark clouds covered the sky, and in an instant there were bursts of thunder.

"The 'Blue Sky Cloud Thunder Art' of Lingxu Sect. This is the sect's magic art of Lingxu Sect. You actually know it too."

But Lu Li heard from Uncle Jiu that this spell was the same as Maoshan's Five Thunders, which was only passed on to true disciples. Shi Jian was trained to be the next head of the sect, so he was taught the Five Thunders and thus developed the Lightning Thunder Fist.

It was because the sect leader focused on training Lu Li that he was given so many things. He even got the "Art of Summoning Gods" without even seeing Taoist Simu.

"Boy, I have been an elder for two hundred years. Is there anything I can't get? Fall!" the old Taoist shouted.