Qingfengzi slammed on the brakes.

Then he saw three people standing at the entrance of his Taoist temple.

Both young men were outstanding, especially one of them who had a unique and distinguished air about him, and he was accompanied by a cute little girl.

Qingfengzi cupped his hands in greeting, "Fellow Immortal, please come in quickly."

Xiaoxi held up the origami crane in her hand. "What brings you here, Daoist Master?"

Qingfengzi was shocked.

Wait, why is my fellow immortal a young girl? Is there some misunderstanding?

It's just that he was too hasty and rushed out rashly.

Didn't he release all those paper cranes into the sky yesterday? Could they have left them on the ground and picked them up?

Qingfengzi asked tentatively.

Where did the little girl find the paper crane?

Xiaoxi laughed and said, "I found it under the tree."

Qingfengzi couldn't help but feel disappointed; they were indeed just tourists passing by.

Then he thought, although the scenery of Yuanmingshan is very good, it has not been developed into a tourist destination.

They must have thought he was a famous Taoist priest, and the three of them came because of his reputation.

Ye Zhilin said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Daoist Master, I disturbed you yesterday."

Qingfengzi thought to himself, "They didn't come yesterday, so what do you mean by disturbing me?"

Xiao Xi looked at this Daoist Qingfengzi; the light of his merit was very bright, and he was above the Foundation Establishment stage.

He looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a noble and refined demeanor. He was the person with the highest cultivation level that she had seen so far, apart from her fifth brother and herself.

So Xiaoxi laughed and said, "Yesterday was my birthday, and the noise from the banquet was too loud and disturbed the Taoist priest."

Qingfengzi stared wide-eyed in shock, as if struck by lightning.

"You, you, you! You are really fellow immortals?"

Xiaoxi casually waved her hand, and dozens of origami cranes flew out, all fluttering in the air.

Qingfengzi realized that he hadn't managed his expression well and was being very impolite, so he quickly composed himself.

"Fellow immortal! Please, please come in!" He spoke with great respect.

Xiao Xi followed them into the Zixuan Temple.

Zixuan Temple is quite large, and the interior environment is elegant and pleasant.

It looks like it has a history of over a thousand years, and it's spotless, which shows that the family has managed it well.

When the Taoist priests saw that guests had arrived, they all bowed respectfully.

Qingfengzi invited Xiaoxi and the others to his study.

He served them the finest tea, along with various snacks.

Xiaoxi was suddenly drawn to a portrait on the wall.

Qingfengzi hurriedly said, "This is my master."

The old Taoist priest in the portrait has white hair and a youthful face. He wears a loose Taoist robe, holds a whisk, and has a kind smile on his face.

He has a pair of clear eyes that seem to see through everything in the world.

"Master?" Xiaoxi's eyes suddenly welled up with tears as she murmured.

The old Taoist priest in this portrait looks so much like the kind smile of her master when he was teaching her.

"Master Qingfeng, when did you begin your studies with your master?"

Qingfengzi replied, "It's been fifty or sixty years. I was all alone. Back then, my career failed, and I was disheartened, so I stumbled upon Zixuan Temple by chance."

So Qingfengzi is already in his seventies or eighties.

What is your master's Taoist name?

“My master never told me his Taoist name. Six years ago, he said he was going to travel to Shanghai, and then he never came back.”

Qingfengzi became saddened as he spoke.

"Shanghai?" Xiaoxi caught the key information.

"May I ask if Master Qingfeng has any items left to you by your master?"

Qingfengzi sensed something was amiss and took out his personal brocade pouch.

Xiaoxi saw that the brocade pouch was exactly the same as her own.