I am a living immortal.

There was silence in the air for two seconds.

"Was he okay when he left?" the old man asked with a trembling voice.

"When he passed away, he was very peaceful."

"That's good, that's good." The old man's tone also relaxed and became relaxed.

Then he said to Yun Tu: "Yun Tu, go catch your senior brother."

"Ah?" Yun Tu didn't react for a moment.

"What? I told you to go, so you went. You're always a worry every day."

“Oh…” Yun Tu walked out with a confused look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Su, please sit down." The old man immediately changed his expression and said to Su Mu.

Su Mu sat down slowly. Judging from the old man's behavior just now, he knew he had come to the right place, so he didn't ask any questions and bowed to him, "Senior, please."

The old man waved his hand: "You don't have to call me senior, you can call me uncle."

Su Mu looked at the old man in surprise.

"Hahaha, it seems your master didn't tell you anything, but his actions can't be said to be wrong. Back then, under the circumstances of Qingxuan Temple, he shouldn't have said too much to you. But now it's not that dangerous. Besides, Ti Bo has accepted a good disciple, who is much better than my useless disciples."

"Before I ask you, can I ask you a question?"

"Uncle, please tell me."

"I remember that the plaque that Ti Bo brought back then should have been so blurred that the words on it could no longer be seen. How did you know about Qingxuan Temple?"

"Just some tricks I came up with by chance." Su Mu said as he took the tea that Yun Tu had just drunk. A flash of inspiration appeared on his hand, and the tea that had originally run out gradually recovered as if it was poured upside down, covering the tea leaves until the teacup was full, and even steam was coming out of it.

The old man watched without blinking.

The look he gave Su Mu was as if he were looking at a monster.

"You...this...ah..." He finally let out a long sigh. The thing that the entire Qingxuan Temple could not do and even could not reach was actually happening in front of him.

"Have you become an immortal?" the old man asked.

"No, I'm just on the road of seeking the truth."

After sighing, the old man looked pleased: "You've really made progress! There aren't many who can achieve this level, even among the immortals. What do you want to know?"

Su Mu thought for a moment and said, "I want to know the past of Qingxuan Temple."

"In fact, there was nothing special about Qingxuan Temple in the past. Back then, we exchanged all the luck of Qingxuan Temple with a demon from the East China Sea for a scroll of immortal text, hoping to get a glimpse of immortal fate."

"Actually, Ti Bo and I disagreed with such a gamble back then, but Qingxuan Temple had already fallen on hard times, and we tried everything we could think of: corpse transformation, ascension, and even alchemy. We either died suddenly, turned into monsters, or simply couldn't find a suitable host."

"Finally, the master wants to take a gamble."

"And then, you saw it too. We were completely defeated. That demon swallowed up the luck but went back on its word. We gave it the scroll of immortal text, but it broke into pieces and scattered all over the place on the way back."

"The abbot went crazy on the spot and started a massacre. In our efforts to stop it, we suffered heavy casualties, but also suffered heavy damage to our vitality."

"Back then, the Yan Dynasty hadn't even been established yet, and the situation was in chaos. The collapse of Qingxuan Temple attracted many interested parties, who tried to use it to gain control."

"Luck may seem illusory, but it is real."

"Without our luck, we encountered obstacles at every turn until we finally lost all hope and hid the legacy of Qingxuan Temple. We scattered everywhere, each wanting to feast on the corpse of Qingxuan Temple."

Just when the old man was talking about the most critical moment.

A loud bang was heard outside the door, followed by Yun Yue's screams: "Gentle... Gentle... I feel my ribs are broken. Tomorrow, Yun Tu will have you perform the crane-stepping performance..."

Before Yun Tu could shake his head, the white crane circling in the sky suddenly swooped down towards Yun Yue.

Seeing this, Yun Yue immediately changed his words: "I was just kidding, just kidding, Brother He..."

The old man's head was full of black lines.

"Shouldn't we bother with them?" Su Mu pointed at these funny people with amusement.

"No, let's continue our story. You should have guessed the ending. We fled in all directions, and I sought help from the current emperor. Fortunately, he was no longer the emperor at that time, and Ti Bo disappeared without a trace, carrying the plaque on his back."

"It's just such a cliché story..."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard scattered voices of discussion coming from the doorway: "What's going on in there? Some old-fashioned story?"

"Brother Yue, keep your voice down."

"I was already speaking softly. Master is still strong and healthy. How did he do it? Yun Tu, are you sure Master didn't fall when he came back?"

"No...really not...Master was fine when he came."

"Did you read that correctly?"

"of course it's true."

"If that's the case, then he must have hidden some skills and didn't teach them to us. Okay, I'm going to tell my senior brother that our master is dishonest and actually hid his skills..."

Su Mu looked at the old man in front of him whose face was getting darker and darker. He found it very interesting. He had never met such a master and disciple before. It was very interesting.

The old man stood up slowly and said, "Please sit down for a while. I'll be back soon."

Then he walked over with a dark face and opened the door. There was silence outside at first, and then the door was closed gently.

Then came the deafening roar of curses: "Useless thing, if I had hidden it, you would have fallen to the ground and couldn't get up. You can't control yourself, but you insist on imitating me. And can you crickets keep me from hearing? I'm entertaining guests here..."

The old goat witnessed the whole process, turned its back and continued eating.

After enough scolding.

The old man opened the door and walked in with a refreshed look on his face: "Excuse me for making you laugh. Let's continue. They have all been spoiled by Ruan'er and have no respect for their elders. I have already taught them a lesson. I hope they dare not say anything nonsense."

Su Mu shook her head to indicate that it was okay, but in her heart she knew that it was a true tradition passed down from generation to generation. The source was found, not Ruan Chengji, but the old man in front of her. In fact, in some serious sects, this way of getting along would be regarded as rudeness and disrespect for teachers.

But in Fuyun Temple, he became more casual. In fact, after a short time together, Taoist Yun Yue still knew his limits. This might be the tacit understanding gained from years of getting along.

Know where the bottom line is and dance freely above it.

Seeing this scene, Su Mu thought of his master, who seemed to have the same way of getting along with others. As for Su Mu, he liked it this way even more. It was because he was friendly. He even often called his master "old man".

But strict rules are not a bad thing. Everything depends on the choice of the master and the apprentice.