Chapter 835 So annoying

The two brothers walked out of the Taoist temple and down the mountain path for a few steps.

"Senior brother, please wait, I must set off now."

Song Chunxue took out an ordinary longsword, and Wuyou was unwilling to be trampled under her feet.

In case of an emergency, Wuyou can respond quickly and bring her away from danger.

Master Zhang didn't speak, but tucked his whisk into his waistband and then took out the long sword from his storage ring.

“You’ve never traveled that far by yourself before, have you? Flying on a sword is also very strenuous. It would probably take you a whole day by yourself.” He stroked his beard and stood on the suspended sword. “After all, I’ve taken so many benefits from you, so it’s only right that I give you a ride.”

Sure enough, her senior brother was still the same senior brother she remembered.

Almost every time she went out, as long as her senior brother was there, he would escort her out.

But this time, Song Chunxue wanted to go alone.

"Senior brother, there's no need to see me off. I always have to go out on my own. Now that I'm a master, I can't expect you to treat me like a disciple, just like before."

Song Chunxue smiled brightly and bowed respectfully, "I'm very happy that you say that, Senior Brother."

“Come up,” Master Zhang turned and looked toward the capital. “I’m not just saying this casually. The journey is long. You were quite ostentatious when you went to Kunlun Mountain last time. I’ll take you to the capital and then come back.”

After a moment's thought, Song Chunxue said, "It must be tiring for my senior brother to go back and forth like this. As long as I'm steady and careful enough when flying on my sword, I can handle most people."

"Let's go. He'll be gone for two or three days. My master will take good care of his family." Master Zhang didn't want to say any more and urged, hands on his hips, "The older you get, the more indecisive you become."

"..." Song Chunxue gritted her teeth, determined to say something so unpleasant.

Indeed, if her senior brother hadn't said that, she wouldn't have been sure how determined he was.

Well, it's good to have someone escorting us. We won't have to use our swords to fly, so the journey will be much easier.

Even if something happens, there will always be someone to support you.

She stood behind him, pulling her thick hood tighter to keep her face from getting chapped by the wind.

It's colder up high, especially in November when the wind chills you to the bone.

However, Song Chunxue had learned something useful from the book: sticking two heat-generating talismans on her body would automatically keep the wind and snow away from her.

Thinking this, she stuck a talisman on her senior brother's back.

"Where did you learn this from? I haven't learned it yet. Teach me later." Song Chunxue handed over two sheets of paper. "I learned it from a notebook. You can learn it by copying a few sheets later."

Master Zhang took it without hesitation, saying, "Not bad, you're more eager to learn than the children."

"Senior brother, I haven't asked you yet how well your cultivation has recovered? Have you returned to the strength you had a few years ago?"

"Of course, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste of my junior brother's hard work? Although the medicine last time was hard to drink, it was very effective. With the addition of the spring water from the Divine Realm, if I could only recover to my former state, that would be terrible."

Judging from her senior brother's boastful tone, Song Chunxue was filled with curiosity.

"Is that spring water so miraculous? If I drink it all in one gulp, wouldn't I be able to ascend to immortality in one step?"

Master Zhang shook his head slightly, "That spring water has the best healing properties. If you drink it properly, at most it will beautify your skin and make you look radiant for a few days."

"If I apply it to my face, will it restore my youthful appearance?"

Master Zhang tucked his hands into his sleeves again, gave her a chuckled look, and said, "You want to eat farts?"

"I...you...don't think I won't hit you just because you're my senior."

"Tsk, Master Song is getting more and more impressive. You want to make a move against your senior brother?" He snorted lightly and said nonchalantly, "I'll go and complain to Lord Xie."

"..." Fine, Song Chunxue closed her eyes tightly. If she didn't want to talk, she should just say so. Why did she have to use such a method to leave her speechless?

Two days later, they arrived in the capital city without incident.

Master Zhang stopped at a noodle stall outside Baiyun Temple and said, "Two bowls of noodles with soybean paste, please."

"Alright, please have a seat, sir. It will be ready in a minute."

The streets of the capital were clean and tidy, and it didn't seem so cold. There were quite a few pedestrians on the streets; some were walking their birds in cages, while others were leading goats to the market to exchange for money for the New Year.

The pedestrians spoke in a leisurely and arrogant tone, carrying the unique sense of superiority of people from the capital.

Song Chunxue took off her hood and put it aside. It was the hour of Si (9-11 AM), and the winter sun shone warmly on her.

"Senior brother is returning today?"

"Okay, I'll head back after I finish my noodles. You go directly to Baiyun Temple to find Master Han. Since you've made up your mind to cultivate Taoism, disguise yourself well to avoid being recognized. We'll act when the time is right."

"Hmm. Senior brother, rest for a day before going back. There's no rush."

"No, there's nowhere I want to go. I'd better go back early so those kids don't get on the roof and tear the tiles off."

Song Chunxue laughed, "Senior brother, you're really funny these days."

"When it comes to taking on apprentices, we can't always have a stern face. We have to make people feel close to us, otherwise the apprentices will say that we are rigid and difficult to get along with."

The big tooth that had been smiling disappeared, and Song Chunxue felt that he was subtly hinting at something to her.

"You're getting all worked up over me for being fat. You're trying to make the kids feel close to you, but you're just making me so angry I could scream?"

Master Zhang shoveled a mouthful of noodles into his mouth, then took a bite of garlic. “You get angry so easily; it means your spiritual cultivation isn’t enough.”

"..." Song Chunxue smiled. She was right, absolutely right.

She was terribly hungry, so she stopped talking and started eating her noodles in big mouthfuls. The noodles with soybean paste tasted pretty good.

After finishing her noodles, she paid the bill and casually slipped the money pouch into her senior's hand.

"I'm buying some food for the kids to take home; it's a rare trip."

The Taoist priest, who was about to decline, weighed the money bag in his hand. "That's true. You go ahead with your business. I'll leave after I finish shopping."

He waved his arm with his back to Song Chunxue and strode away.

Song Chunxue couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Her senior brother had left so gracefully, while she, on the other hand, had come with high hopes, but now felt somewhat uncertain and thought she had been a bit presumptuous.

But since we're already here, let's go take a look first.

Stepping into Baiyun Temple again, I felt a greater sense of awe than last time.

Wearing the face mask given to her by Master Han, she burned incense in front of the main hall and then went to the side hall to ask the young Taoist priest where Master Han had gone.

The young Taoist priest was somewhat wary, sizing up Song Chunxue from head to toe.

"Judging from your accent, this fellow Daoist is from out of town, right? How do you know Senior Uncle Han?"

"Didn't your Uncle Han go on two long trips this year? I saw him both times. I wonder where he is now? Could you take me to pay my respects?"

The young Taoist priest pondered for a moment, "Master, please have some tea first. I'll go see if my senior master is here; he hasn't been at the temple often lately."

"I also know He Xiu. Is he at the temple?"

Upon hearing this, the young Taoist priest looked at Song Chunxue suspiciously again, "I'll be right back."

Song Chunxue glanced down at her own attire. There was nothing wrong with it. Why was she being so wary of her?

I had just sat down and taken a sip of tea when the voices outside grew closer.

"Go ahead and do your work, I can handle it." He Xiu's voice grew closer and closer. "I want to see which fellow Daoist has come from that specifically requests to see the senior brother."

Song Chunxue stood up. "It is I."

He Xiu raised an eyebrow. "You look unfamiliar... Hiss, how come you have Senior Brother's disguise?"