Uncle Jiu glanced at Dong Xiaoyu lying on the ground, then glared at Qiu Sheng fiercely, then forced a smile on his face and looked at Lin Lang.

"Hahahaha, it's unfortunate for our sect. I'm sorry to have made Fellow Daoist Lin laugh."

Lin Lang shook his head and smiled slightly. Twenty years have passed, and he still cares so much about face.

"No, Qiu Sheng was simply bewitched by the female ghost. Furthermore, he was young and full of energy, so it was normal for him to lose control for a moment."

Lin Lang had just finished speaking when Qiu Sheng, relying on Uncle Jiu's presence, said unconvincedly, "No, Xiaoyu and I are truly in love..."

“Pah…”

"ah……"

Uncle Jiu slapped Qiu Sheng with his backhand, sending him flying. Qiu Sheng turned 360 degrees in the air and landed on the ground, leaving a big slap mark on his face.

"Hmph! The master is talking to a fellow Taoist, what does it have to do with you?" He snorted coldly.

Qiu Sheng covered his cheek with his hands, looking aggrieved, "I was wrong, Master."

Dong Xiaoyu saw this and felt heartbroken. "Qiu Sheng, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Qiu Sheng suppressed his fear and turned his head away, not daring to look at Dong Xiaoyu's terrified face.

Meanwhile, Uncle Jiu observed Lin Lang carefully, then said in shock, "Fellow Daoist Lin, I didn't expect that after all these years, your cultivation has returned to its original state. I'm afraid you've reached the late Jindan stage, right?"

Lin Lang scratched his forehead and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​showing off his skills in front of Uncle Jiu.

"Haha, that's about right!" he said casually.

Then he scanned Uncle Jiu with his spiritual sense and found that the golden elixir in Uncle Jiu's body was broken and his magic power was less than 30% of what it was in the past. He couldn't help but wonder.

"Brother Fengjiao, what's going on with your golden elixir?"

Uncle Jiu smiled bitterly, "It's quite embarrassing to talk about this. Back then, Senior Brother Shi Jian and I had a disagreement about collecting ghosts, and we ended up fighting.

As a result, both sides suffered losses. Brother Shi Jian was hit by the backlash of the Lightning Thunder Fist and his cultivation was completely destroyed. I also lost my Golden Core cultivation because of this incident."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad. The broken golden elixir not only shortened his lifespan and made his hair gray, but also made it impossible for him to make any further progress in this life.

When Lin Lang heard this, he couldn't help but think of Shi Jian back then.

Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian have always been at odds. Shi Jian is aggressive, and Uncle Jiu is not the kind of Taoist priest who allows himself to be manipulated. He was not too surprised that there would be a battle between the two eventually.

He came to Uncle Jiu, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't be discouraged, the golden elixir is just broken. I... Lin is here, and there is nothing that cannot be solved."

As he spoke, he took out a kiwi fruit from somewhere and threw it into Uncle Jiu's arms.

"Come, have a peach. Seeing how thin you've become over the years, I'll give you some nutrition."

Uncle Jiu was holding the peaches and was stunned for a moment, "Fellow Daoist Lin, have you changed your profession to selling peaches?"

"Haha, this is just what life forces me to do!"

"That's not right. You were very rich back then. I thought you were some rich second generation kid. Did your family fall into poverty?

But let me make it clear first, your peaches are too expensive and I don’t have the money to buy them for you.”

"Don't worry, I won't charge you any money."

A trace of speechlessness flashed across Lin Lang's face. Isn't this too stingy?

Just like that, Uncle Jiu casually rubbed the peach on his body and took a bite.

"boom……"

In an instant, Uncle Jiu felt a stream of extremely pure spiritual power entering his body from his mouth, and the broken golden elixir immediately showed signs of condensing again.

"This is……"

Uncle Jiu's face changed drastically and he looked at Lin Lang in shock.

Lin Lang also took out a peach and took a bite, his mouth full of fragrance as he said, "Heavenly Palace peaches are not good things. Brother Fengjiao, just make do with it. After eating this one, advancing to the Yuan Shen realm won't be a big problem."

“Ahem…”

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu almost bit his tongue off. He exclaimed, "Heavenly Peaches? Fellow Daoist Lin, are these really peaches?"

Lin Lang waved his hand casually, "Of course it's peaches. Back then, I secretly... ahem, these are grown at home. They're safe and pollution-free, so feel free to eat them."

Uncle Jiu sensed the immense spiritual power within the peaches, and naturally knew that Lin Lang was just bluffing, but he had no intention of digging deeper.

Twenty years ago, Lin Lang had always been so mysterious.

Thinking of this, he hesitated, "Fellow Daoist Lin, this is too valuable. I can't..."

"Tsk, Brother Fengjiao, you're not planning to return this bitten peach to me, are you?" Lin Lang looked strange.

When Uncle Jiu saw Lin Lang's expression, his face was full of emotion.

How could he not see that this was Lin Lang's intention?

He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Fellow Daoist Lin, I, Lin Fengjiao, have such great kindness that I cannot possibly repay you. I will thank you for this. If you need me in the future, even if it's in the underworld, I, Lin Fengjiao, will do my best to help you."

Lin Lang smiled and said, "Well, in this world, there is basically no one who can surpass me, so why would I need your help with so many things?

Let’s go and take a look at your charity cemetery.”

"Huh? Fellow Daoist Lin, how did you know I lived in Yizhuang?"

"Haha, seeing how poor you are, only the charity cemetery is the best for you."

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Lin is truly amazing. He saw at a glance that I lack the element of gold and will never become rich."

Lin Lang: “…”

…

The two hadn't seen each other for many years. For a moment, they walked towards the charity cemetery with their arms around each other's shoulders and chatted, leaving Qiu Sheng and Dong Xiaoyu looking at each other in bewilderment in the ruins.

"Qiu Sheng, your master doesn't plan to accept me anymore?"

"I think he's forgotten about it temporarily. Xiaoyu, please leave now... Ouch, Xiaoyu, can you please stop making such a weird face? I'm scared."

"Wow... I'm sorry, Qiu Sheng, does this look good?"

"Wow, that's beautiful. Let's do it again while the master is away."

"Hmph, disgusting..."

"Come on, don't confuse me this time, otherwise I won't feel anything."

"Well, Qiu Sheng..."

…

As soon as the two of them returned to the charity cemetery, Uncle Jiu suddenly slapped his forehead and shouted, "Oh no, Qiu Sheng is still there."

Lin Lang laughed and said, "Haha, don't worry, this is easy to handle."

As he spoke, he made a move with his hand, and Qiu Sheng and Dong Xiaoyu, who were far away at the foot of the mountain, were immediately wrapped in a vast magical power, and appeared in the charity cemetery the next moment.

At this time, the two people wrapped in magic power had not noticed anything unusual and were still fighting there passionately.

Uncle Jiu was shocked at first by Lin Lang's methods, then his face turned red, and he became furious. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to break up the couple.

Lin Lang stopped Uncle Jiu and said with a sly smile, "Brother Fengjiao, please don't do that. If you do that, it might leave a shadow in Qiu Sheng's heart. He'll have to be a eunuch in the future."

Uncle Jiu was furious. "Humph, this is better. It will allow him to concentrate on his training. Besides, didn't you interrupt him just now? This kid is still very vigorous."

Lin Lang scratched his forehead and suddenly caught a glimpse of a "middle-aged man" peeking excitedly from the corner of the wall. He must be Wencai.

"Haha, Brother Fengjiao, don't worry about the affairs of young people. Let's watch the show later!"

As Lin Lang spoke, he pulled Uncle Jiu into the charity cemetery, leaving the three of them here waiting for an unknown embarrassment.

In the room, Lin Lang and Uncle Jiu were drinking tea and chatting.

Soon, Dong Xiaoyu's screams, Qiu Sheng's curses, and Wencai's sophistry could be heard from outside the yard...