World Traveler

"Then when will he come back?"

"When the time is right."

Looking at the smile on Xiahou Lan's face, Huyan Ju understood.

My junior sister is completely trapped in it.

"That's fine. Although Dad was injured the last time he went out to clean up the remnants of the Paradise Cult, he can still hold on for three or four years. As long as he can return in time to select the new leader and his men, it will be fine."

After saying this, Huyan Ju also smiled and added another sentence.

"Although Junior Brother Ji is a little ugly, I know how much he takes care of you. I also know his character. I would feel relieved if he became the sect leader."

"........."

Xiahou Lan was silent. Although he had been prepared for a long time, he was still a little overwhelmed deep down.

"And when he comes back, we'll team up and beat him up, letting him see how much progress I've made in the past two years."

"Junior sister, what do you say?"

Looking at Hu Yanju who was eager to try, he did not refute out loud like Tang Moling, but nodded seriously.

"it is good!"

As for whether this is an echo or a true thought, it is hard to say...

"Then Junior Sister, when do you plan to return to Kongtong?"

Xiahou Lan also knew that as the direct female disciple of the Duopo Sect, she had been in the Tang Sect for long enough. Although everyone in the Tang Sect had taken care of her, it was time for her to leave.

———Boundary———

Time passed, and it had been half a year since Yanan came to Haohuo Village.

In the morning, he meditates and practices qigong in the house, teaches the children in the morning, goes into the mountains to collect some herbs in the afternoon, and practices his supernatural powers in the evening.

The whole village has not changed much and is still very peaceful. Yanan deeply loves this stable life.

But the restlessness deep in his heart made Yanan recall the time when he was a child in his previous life, when he secretly went to the village Taoist priest to ask for advice on cultivating immortality...

"What? You said you want to become a monk? You want to become an immortal?"

"Yes! Disciple, I am devoted to the Tao and hope that the Taoist Master will help me."

"Master, please bow to me!"

After saying that, Yanan was ready to kneel down and become his disciple, but the Taoist priest came over and pulled him up by the clothes behind his neck.

They didn't even finish bowing. They just stared at each other. Finally, Yanan spoke first, calling out tentatively.

"Master?"

The Taoist priest got furious instantly and quickly told Yanan.

"Stop, stop, you can't yell like that."

"But I am truly devoted to cultivating the Dao."

"There are so many people in this world who want to seek immortality. So, tell me, if you become an immortal, what do you plan to do?"

Little Yanan fell into deep thought, not knowing how to describe it, but in response to the Taoist priest's questions, Yanan expressed his innermost thoughts.

"I don't know. I just think that cultivating immortality can make me free and at ease."

"Are you free and easy?"

The Taoist priest muttered something to himself that Yanan couldn't hear clearly, then knocked on Yanan's head and said to him.

"You are ten years old now. What do you think of your karma in this world?"

"cause and effect?"

"If you follow me to the deep mountains and old forests to cultivate immortality, then you and your family will be separated from each other. Neither the people you care about, nor the people who care about you, will ever see each other again."

"Are you still willing to do this?"

"Woo..."

It seems that he understands, but he doesn't understand. For the little Yanan now, on one side are his parents, and on the other side is his dream of cultivating immortality.

After a long silence, Yanan made his choice.

“…I don’t want to.”

"Look, the world of mortals has already tied you down, so now is not the right time. When the time comes, I will introduce you to a truly free and unrestrained immortal as your master. How about that?"

"Ah."

Finding that this cultivation of immortals was a little different from what he had imagined, Xiao Yanan couldn't help but ask about his innermost thoughts.

"But, I remember that in novels, the protagonists always go down the mountain after they achieve success in their cultivation?"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest burst into laughter.

"Look, you still haven't let go of the affairs of the mortal world, and you're even planning to disrupt it. Who do you think would dare to accept you as their disciple?"

"Is there anything wrong with this? Then what is true freedom?"

Faced with this question, the Taoist priest shook his head and did not give a specific answer. Instead, he asked Xiao Yanan.

"What do you think Xiaoyao is?"

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Yanan immediately gave a reply.

"Freedom, unfettered, or doing whatever you want?"

The Taoist priest nodded first, then made a comment.

"That's right, you will definitely be a good candidate to become a demon cultivator in the future."

"Well, you've been in my Taoist temple for almost a whole summer vacation. School is about to start in two days. Have you finished your summer homework?"

Xiao Yanan's expression changed slightly, and he said something else that made no sense.

"Master, I have memorized four or five Taoist scriptures."

"so?"

"I have forgotten about homework now..."

"........."

"Master, is there any magic that can save me?"

"Yes, Chen Zumengshu."

Recalling the memories in his mind, after a while, Yanan asked in confusion.

"The Taoist method of Chen Tuan?"

"Almost. After all, reality is hard, but dreams are free. Isn't that good?"

"do not want!"

"Why? After a thousand years of dreaming, you can do whatever you want. Once you enter the dream, becoming an immortal and becoming a king in the dream wouldn't be easy, right?"

"That's fake, I don't like that."

"Oh~ In that case, why don't you hurry up and do your homework?"

I worked on my homework for three consecutive days. The handwriting is no different from the talismans I learned normally. I don’t know if the teacher can understand it, but at least I have finished my homework.

The summer vacation was over. Before being picked up by his parents, little Yanan secretly went to the Taoist priest to ask for advice.

"Master, how long will we have to wait then?"

"Hmm... Let me think about it. How about when you're ninety-nine?"

"I'm so old, can I still cultivate immortality?"

"Yes, why not? By the time you're ninety-nine, you'll be indifferent to everything. Wouldn't it be enough to just swallow a golden pill and live a second life?"

"And only then will you be free from the worries of worldly affairs and truly devote yourself to the Tao."

"Hiss~ That makes sense."

When he grew up, Yanan discovered that there were no immortals in this world, and he took these words as the Taoist priest's tricks when he was a child, urging him to study hard and spend more time with his family.

Of course, the most important thing is...

I didn’t live to be ninety-nine in my previous life!

He had just entered college when he was hit by a dump truck and was transported to another world.

I don’t know if this agreement will still hold true if I live my second life?