The cat demon defies the heavens and is the emperor’s only beloved disciple!

Yuqing Palace.

At this time, Xu Wan sat cross-legged with the whisk between her knees. Her eyes were closed and her face was calm, obviously she had been in meditation for a long time.

"Junior brother!"

Suddenly, a familiar call came, bringing Xu Wan, who was immersed in meditation, back to reality.

She felt an indescribable joy in her heart.

Isn’t this the voice of Senior Brother Bai Yuan?

Could it be that he has successfully escaped?

Xu Wan suddenly opened her eyes and looked around, only to find that she was still alone sitting on the mat.

She couldn't help but wonder why her master and fellow brothers hadn't returned yet?

She looked up at the platform. The incense sticks on the table had burned out, and she knew that an hour had passed.

She lowered her head, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she murmured to herself: "Now my body,

He's so weak he's even hallucinating. How ridiculous!"

After saying this, a trace of loss flashed in Xu Wan's eyes. She lowered her head, looking distraught.

"Junior brother!"

That familiar voice rang out again, like a spring breeze blowing across the frozen lake, bringing a touch of warmth.

Xu Wan suddenly raised her head and saw Bai Yuan appearing in front of her out of thin air like a god descending from the sky.

A faint golden light emanated from his body, and it was obvious that he had just come out of seclusion and rushed to this hall as soon as possible.

She was delighted and quickly stood up, her eyes fixed on Bai Yuan in front of her.

He had been practicing in seclusion for four months, and his face was still handsome.

He was wearing a purple Taoist robe that fluttered in the wind, holding a whisk, looking like an immortal.

The only difference is that his black beard has grown significantly longer, making him look more mature and steady.

Xu Wan slapped her forehead hard, and the pain came over her. She murmured, "It hurts! It turns out it wasn't an illusion.

Brother, I miss you so much!"

Seeing this, Bai Yuan laughed heartily, "Hahaha..." Then, he asked with concern, "Junior brother, are you okay?"

Xu Wan's face showed a trace of worry. She shook her head, her voice filled with helplessness and bitterness: "Not good, very bad.

I had originally cultivated nine cat tails, which allowed me to ascend to become a god, but later on, I lost all of them..."

Hearing this, Bai Yuan frowned, his eyes filled with worry and confusion: "Not a single one left?

Junior brother, what on earth have you been through? Why did you end up in such a situation? "

Xu Wan raised her head and looked at Bai Yuan with a determined gaze. An urge to talk surged in her heart.

It was as if she wanted to tell him all the grievances and hardships she had experienced during this period.

"Bai Yuan!"

A loud and majestic voice was heard, like a morning bell or evening drum, shaking the entire space.

Hearing the voice, Xu Wan couldn't help but look in the direction of the voice, only to see Master Jiuyang striding in with a silver whisk in his hand.

He was wearing a blue Taoist robe embroidered with patterns of floating white clouds and cranes spreading their wings, which looked elegant and otherworldly.

He wore a golden lotus crown on his head, which sparkled and added a touch of otherworldly temperament to him.

Seeing this, Bai Yuan immediately stepped forward to greet him. In the blink of an eye, he stood in front of the palace gate, holding the whisk respectfully in both hands, and bowed slightly.

There was a hint of excitement and admiration in his voice: "Hail, Master!"

True Man Jiuyang nodded slightly, a warm smile on his face. "Bai Yuan, you have finally attained enlightenment and emerged from seclusion. Your master is deeply pleased."

Bai Yuan responded gratefully, "Thank you, Master, for bestowing upon me the Supreme Merciless Dao Technique. I have already realized the Great Dao, and I am eternally grateful."

After hearing this, True Man Jiuyang nodded slightly, his eyes full of approval.

At this moment, Bai Yuan seemed to remember something, frowned slightly, and continued: "Master,

What happened to her, Junior Sister?

Why is there no cat tail at all?"

His tone was full of doubt and concern, and he was obviously very concerned about Xu Wan's situation.

Master Jiuyang suddenly looked solemn and sighed. "Ah..."

Seeing this, Bai Yuan lowered his head with a look of worry and confusion.

He thought to himself: Junior Brother, what on earth have you been through in the past four months? You don't even have a cat tail!

Xu Wan walked lightly to the front of Master Jiuyang and stood there gracefully.

He gently grasped the whisk in his hand, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Hello, Master."

True Man Jiuyang glanced sideways at Xu Wan with a gentle gaze and nodded slightly in response.

Then, his eyes fell on Bai Yuan who was standing beside him.

Patting Bai Yuan on the shoulder, he said with a smile, "Bai Yuan, none of the other disciples in this hall are here today.

Aren't you curious about where they went? Why are you only paying attention to Jinglian?"

Hearing this, Bai Yuan smiled faintly and replied, "Master, they were naturally arranged to practice elsewhere. Why would I ask such questions when I already know the answer?"

Xu Wan stood aside, listening quietly to their conversation.

I couldn't help but feel secretly happy: It seems that Master is not going to preach the Dharma today, so I can practice on my own.

"Master, are you still preaching the Dharma today?

Since Senior Brother Bai Yuan has come out of retreat, why not let him talk? Master, you can just take a rest!"

Xu Wan was seen holding the whisk in his hand, looking at Master Jiuyang with an expression of anticipation and admiration on his face.

However, deep down in her heart, she was not very interested in the boring Taoist teachings.

Seeing this, Master Jiuyang frowned slightly and said with a hint of reproach, "It seems that my teaching was not good enough, and it has made you feel bored."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan quickly shook his head and explained, "Master, your teachings are so exquisite.

It's just that I am a dull disciple, and I easily fall asleep when listening to your teachings."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Bo Yuan, her eyes gleaming with anticipation, "And when my senior brother is lecturing on the Dao, he will also play a piece of pipa music in the middle.

It can both refresh the mind and allow people to listen quietly.”

"okay."

True Man Jiuyang raised his right hand, his eyes determined, and began to issue orders, "Jinglian, your task today is to complete 20,000 Tranquility Talismans. No mistakes are allowed."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan couldn't help but scratch his head, looking confused. "Twenty thousand? Master, are we not going to talk about the Dao today?"

True Man Jiuyang smiled slightly and replied, "You are the only disciple here today, so what's the point of talking about Taoism?"

Xu Wan raised her head and looked at Master Jiuyang mischievously: "That's more like it.

"Master, why did you ask me to draw so many meditation talismans? Do you want to sell them for money?"

Upon hearing this, True Man Jiuyang instantly raised the whisk in his hand and swept it across Xu Wan's face.

With a stern look in his eyes, he scolded, "Go and draw!"

Then, he turned around and instructed Bai Yuan, who was standing quietly beside him, "Bai Yuan, watch over her while she paints. Don't let her slack off."

Bai Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Master, you are still angry?

It seems Jinglian has made you angry quite a bit recently. You might as well tell me about it so I can teach her a lesson."

True Man Jiuyang looked at Bai Yuan with complicated eyes, but said nothing, as if he was lost in thought.

"Master, I'm leaving now!"

Xu Wan gently lifted the whisk in her hand, her attitude respectful and pious.

Her voice is like a mountain spring, clear and melodious.

After saying this, she slowly turned around, her steps light, as if she was about to fly away with the wind.

"Jinglian, wait a minute!"

The voice of True Man Jiuyang rang out like a huge bell, and he looked at Xu Wan's departing figure.

A gust of wind blew, and her red cloak danced in the wind like a blooming lotus.

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan turned around and a bright smile appeared on her face, like the warm sunshine in spring, warm and bright.

"Master, what's the matter?" she asked softly.

Master Jiuyang took out an exquisite invitation from his sleeve and handed it to Xu Wan.

His eyes were deep and kind, as if he could see through everything in the world.

"Lingshan is planning to hold a New Year's banquet this year. This is the qualification that Master has secured for you to attend."

He said in a gentle tone.

"The feast will feature rare spiritual fruits, spiritual fluids, and a variety of delicacies that will help you quickly repair your damaged roots."

Xu Wan took the invitation and opened it carefully.

It read: "Xu Wan, a disciple of Lingshan, is gifted and has been specially granted this letter.

You must attend the New Year's feast at 7:00 PM on the first day of the first lunar month and discuss cultivation methods with the other monks."