I am a living immortal.

I think the name of Qingxuan Temple came from this sentence.

However, why did the old man come to this remote place with a blurry plaque?

Su Mu felt it necessary to explore it.

Not now, though.

Su Mu took off the broken sword and placed it on the altar, rolled up his sleeves, went to the yard and wiped the brass stove.

The most valuable thing in this gym is this stove. If it wasn't too heavy and Su Mu had no means to store it, she would have taken the stove with her.

Thinking about spreading out the incense ash that had accumulated in the stove for who knows how long, a few more incense sticks appeared in his hand. These tall incense sticks ignited on their own without fire, and then they were inserted into the copper stove, and the fragrance of sandalwood filled the air.

The clear smoke floated into the sky, and the lingering clouds made the Taoist temple more lively. The old goat didn't like sandalwood and sneezed loudly when he smelled it.

Su Mu laughed a few times when seeing this: "You haven't changed."

Heili lay on the old goat's head and was shaken a few times, watching Su Mu busying around.

The breeze around is gentle and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

Some young people who were busy at the foot of the mountain looked up and saw a scene of clear smoke dyeing the sky blue from the Taoist temple. They subconsciously asked, "Are there people living on that mountain?"

The old man who was busy with him looked up with a nostalgic look on his face.

"Ah, there, it was about 10 or 20 years ago. There used to be a Taoist temple on the hill, but after the old abbot passed away more than ten years ago, no incense has been lit there since then."

"Later I heard that the young Taoist priest who stayed behind also left. I didn't expect him to come back."

"When I first went to burn incense, I was only your age."

"Time flies by so fast. In the blink of an eye, I'm already this old."

The young man listened to his father's explanation and understood: "Then I have to go and burn some incense."

"Yes, yes."

These two people were not the only ones who saw this fragrance. Many people saw it. Most of the young people were puzzled, most of the old people were nostalgic, and some were surprised.

But no matter what mentality.

Many people have the urge to pay their respects, without asking for anything, just to take a look.

So, at noon.

The newly renovated Qingxuan Temple welcomed its first pilgrim.

It was an old man, holding a few incense sticks in his hands as he walked over. Su Mu stepped forward to greet him. The old man looked at Su Mu with dim and hazy eyes and said, "Is it really you? You're back?"

"Yes, Uncle Lin."

"In the blink of an eye, you have grown up and become successful." The old man called Uncle Lin by Su Mu looked around and sighed when he saw the brand new dojo.

"You've made a name for yourself, but you're still the first one to do so." Su Mu smiled and reached out to help him into the house.

There are no statues in Qingxuan Temple, so not many visitors come here to burn incense.

Uncle Lin was one of them. He was the first one to burn incense at the beginning of every year, no matter if it was a few days early or a few days late, without fail. He never showed up again until his master passed away.

It's still him today.

Hold the incense stick in your left hand and the end of the incense in your right hand to light the incense, then pray sincerely, insert the incense into the copper burner, and worship the four directions and the heaven and earth.

This set of movements is smooth and smooth.

After the worship was completed, I started chatting with Su Mu.

"How long do you plan to stay?"

"It won't be long. I came back this time just to see the master."

"Just remember it and come back more often." After saying this, Uncle Lin politely declined Su Mu's invitation to dinner and left. It was the same as when he came and when he left.

After that, more and more people came and went, and worshipped.

Most of them were old people and some curious businessmen and travelers. Some brought their own incense. Su Mu also prepared some and did not charge any money. Some were familiar to him, while others were strangers.

There are crowds of people, it’s very lively.

This Taoist temple has never been so lively.

As the sun sets in the west, the number of people gradually decreases and the way down the mountain becomes difficult.

Incense doesn't cost money, but there are still many elderly people who will give some rice, flour and eggs, and Su Mu is happy to accept them.

Standing in front of the copper incense burner, he smiled and said, "Old man, I didn't expect that there were few pilgrims before you left, but after you left, the incense became prosperous."

As the sun set, Su Mu sat on a bench with a bowl of noodles in her hand.

There was a bowl on the ground, and the old goat was eating with gusto.

"You don't have a picky mouth."

The copper stove flickered with flames, and Su Mu looked at it, not knowing what she was thinking.

Until a figure slowly came in the afterglow of the setting sun and passed by the pilgrims coming down the mountain, and no one noticed it.

Wearing a red robe, taking one step at a time.

Su Mu seemed to sense something and laughed, thinking that they were all old friends coming.

"I wonder if I'm here at the right time?"

"Of course, I'm sorry I failed to welcome you, the City God." Su Mu raised her hand as she spoke. In a courtyard in Yuannan, a tea tree's spiritual charm emerged. The spiritual secret Su Mu had used back then seemed to have brought the tea tree a different opportunity many years later.

That night, a ray of spiritual light retreated after the spiritual energy was exhausted.

After decades of nurturing, a qualitative change has occurred.

Feeling the familiar scent at this moment, the tea tree shook off a few leaves, which turned into a few streams of light and fell into Su Mu's cup. Suddenly, the fragrance of tea overflowed and filled the whole yard.

The City God, who was looking at the Taoist temple, saw this and showed a look of surprise on his face.

"Daoyou's strength is no longer what it used to be." Before, he could still see traces of Su Mu's attack, but now it was completely natural, and Su Mu didn't use any magic at all.

The world seemed to be running according to Su Mu's thoughts.

You know, this part of Nanping Mountain is also included in the scope of Yuannan. For the City God, the overall strength has been greatly improved, but it is still unclear how Su Mu got those tea leaves.

He shook his head to get rid of the thoughts in his mind, reached out to take the teacup handed to him by Su Mu, took a sip, and his eyes lit up.

"I've heard that you were very popular in the discussion in Beihai." The City God continued.

"Many fellow Taoists want to see you, the legendary Immortal Lord. They didn't expect you to be hiding in this small Taoist temple."

"It's just an empty reputation. It's better to stay at home and be at peace. The news spreads so fast. It hasn't been long and even you know about it?" Then he thought about it and felt relieved. The City God in front of him was a man who couldn't stay still. Who knows, he might use some magic weapon to spy on the world.

Su Mu stretched and stood up.

The City God looked embarrassed.

"Let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it, but what about this Taoist temple, Qingxuan Temple?"

"I was really shocked when I first took control of this place."

"Didn't you come in and take a look?" Su Mu saw the City God looking around curiously.

"No, I later realized that your presence was the only thing here, so I didn't bother you any more. Until yesterday, when I sensed your presence again, I knew you were back. So, I came to bother you today."

Su Mu did not deliberately conceal his aura, so it was not surprising that the City God knew.

"Come to think of it, Qingxuan Temple sounds familiar."