Chapter 43: Finally meeting elders

Xiaopang came with a sword and stopped directly at the entrance of the highest and gorgeous palace on the top of the mountain. There were disciples who were cleaning at the door. When they saw Xiaopang’s way of climbing, they knew that it was the monks who came and did not dare to neglect them. One of the leading guys hurried over and said, “I have seen the immortal chief, what advice do you have when you come to my Xuantian Temple?”

"I am an outer disciple of Xuantian Villa in Cangmang Mountain. I have been sent here to work for the business!" Xiaopang said lightly.

"Ah, it turns out that he is the senior in the sect. Please come in. I will inform the main hall masters immediately!" The guy said, and hurriedly asked Xiaopang inside politely.

Xiaopang followed him to the living room on the front, sat on the chair, and had a small Taoist boy serving tea. It was not long, and a white-haired old Taoist priest walked in from outside.

This person looks very old, but his cultivation is not very high. He is only at the sixth level of the innate realm. At first glance, he is a waste of talent who is not talented enough to become a foundation-building monk. However, although he is not very talented, there are quite a lot of decorations on his body. The golden Taoist robe is inlaid with jade and jewelry. As the body moves, the jewels are dazzling.

Xiaopang frowned and said to himself, "What we monks are pursuing is the way of heaven and are pursuing extraordinary things." But why do this girl hangs all these useless things on her body? Are you afraid that she can't show her own vulgarity?"

After the visitor came in, he laughed and bowed, "I am the master of the Qinglong Temple in Xuantianguan Qinglong Temple, Wang Zhiwu, how can I ask what this junior brother is called?"

There are four large temples in Xuantian Temple, named after the Qinglong, White Tiger, Xuanwu and Vermillion Bird, which enshrine various gods. Below the temple masters, the four temple masters have the highest status and usually replace the temple master who likes to live in seclusion to deal with common things.

Xiaopang came to someone’s territory for the first time, so he naturally did not dare to be rude and hurriedly stood up to greet him, "Xiaodao Song Zhong, have you seen Senior Brother Wang!"

"So it's Junior Brother Song!" Wang Zhiwu smiled slightly. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly found a small golden sword embroidered on the front of the Taoist robe on the chest. His face changed drastically: "Junior Brother Song is actually a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall?"

No wonder Wang Zhiwu was so surprised. You should know that the Law Enforcement Hall is the most important powerful department of Xuantian Villa. It has always recruited only a small number of elites in the sect. Once you enter the Law Enforcement Hall, it means a bright future. The number of such disciples is very rare, and there are no more than ten disciples among the thousands of disciples in the outer sect. Why do such an important figure appear here?

Wang Zhiwu was obviously very confused about this, so he was so shocked.

But Xiaopang said in an indifferent tone: "That's right, I'm working in the Law Enforcement Hall!"

"Oh, I'm so surprised that I can enter the law enforcement hall at a young age!" Wang Zhiwu then asked tentatively: "But I wonder if Junior Brother Song is here to do business this time? Or is he passing by?"

"I was ordered to come here to stay for three years!" Xiaopang said, taking out the jade token given in the door and handing it to Wang Zhiwu.

Wang Zhiwu checked in confusion, nodded, and then said strangely: "Since my junior brother is a disciple of the Law Enforcement Council, why do you still have to come here to garrison? Does my junior brother have another task?"

"No, I was forced to be sent here just because I haven't done any master mission for three years!" Xiaopang said with a helpless smile.

Although Wang Zhiwu didn't agree with Xiaopang's explanation in his heart, he still said politely, "Ah, so that's it, understand and understand!"

Then Wang Zhiwu looked slightly calmer and said, "Junior brother, since you have come, then come with me to meet the master of the temple! After all, you are a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, so I can't give you any instructions. I can only ask Master to arrange the future things for you!"

"Okay!" Xiaopang nodded indifferently and said, "Just pay homage to the master of the spectator!"

"Okay. Please follow me!" After Wang Zhiwu said that, he led Xiaopang out.

The two of them then left the hall and walked deep into the back mountain. Along the way, the small bridge, old trees, flowers and bamboos, complementing each other, the scenery was very charming, making people feel unrestrained. Seeing this, Xiaopang sighed in his heart, 'This is where monks should live and the atmosphere they should have.'

After walking about ten miles, they arrived at the gate of a cave. Wang Zhiwu raised his hand and popped up a sword light. It was not long, and the stone gate of the cave opened automatically.

Wang Zhiwu took Xiaopang in. The cave behind the stone gate was not very deep. After turning a few turns, he came to a place similar to the living room, with a stone table and several stone benches around it. A middle-aged Taoist looked quietly in the middle.

This man was wearing a gray sermon uniform, with a clear face and bright eyes. He looked like a fairy-like traitor. Although he was just sitting there quietly, an invisible pressure was generated, which made people feel awe unconsciously.

Xiaopang knew at a glance that this foundation-building monk must be stationed here. He did not dare to be rude and hurried over and bowed: "Disciple Song Zhong, I have seen Uncle Master!"

"Song Zhong?" The Taoist's solemn expression was immediately moved after hearing the name. He suddenly asked, "Is your father Song Ziming, an inner disciple in the sect?"

"Ah? That's right!" Xiaopang was shocked and hurriedly said, "Uncle Master knows my father?"

"It's you!" The other party sighed first, and then suddenly said furiously: "What uncle, call me uncle! I am your father's senior brother. We studied art together for twenty years. I hugged you when you were born! But you, a slut, don't give me a face, and even rewarded me with a boy's urine!"

"Oh~" Xiaopang originally thought that this master was a serious person, but he didn't expect that as soon as he spoke, he realized that he was also an approachable person and happened to be his elder. He was immediately overjoyed and said hurriedly: "It turns out that it is the master who is above, and my nephew is rude!"

As he said that, Xiaopang lifted up the hem of his clothes, pushed the golden mountain, turned the jade pillar, and knelt down. This was the etiquette that the younger generation had for the first time to pay homage to the elders.

Seeing this, the other party was not surprised. He nodded with satisfaction, then got up and helped Xiaopang up, and said with emotion: "I have been away for more than ten years, but I didn't expect you to be so old! If my junior brother and sister were still there, I would definitely be very pleased to see that you can achieve this!"

When Xiaopang mentioned his dead parents, he could no longer bear it. Thinking of the grievances he had suffered over the years, his eyes turned red and tears flowed down.

"Don't cry, don't cry. I have been stationed here for more than ten years and have less care for you. I am really sorry for the friendship between my brothers. But now, since you have arrived here, it is equivalent to having arrived at your own home. You can rest assured that with me here, no one will dare to bully you!" The other party hurriedly comforted.

"Thank you, Master!" Xiaopang wiped his tears, and then asked embarrassedly: "Master, look, I don't even know your name?"

"Haha, it was me who was neglected! My name is no longer used. Now the Taoist name is Qingfengzi, so you can call me Master!" Qingfengzi smiled.

"Yes, Master!" Xiaopang nodded quickly and agreed.
Chapter completed!