Qingfengzi was also very anxious, but with his junior sister's abilities, he was sure she could find Zhang Senling.

Xiaoxi then asked Qingfengzi what kind of talisman it was and if he could draw it for her.

This was the first time Qingfengzi showed his lack of confidence. He still asked his young apprentice to bring him yellow paper, cinnabar, and other materials, and then focused his mind and concentrated on writing.

They drew the talismans again.

“Xiaoxi, the talisman I drew was only meant to be used within this mountainous area. Any further away, and the talisman's power would be lost.”

Xiaoxi breathed a sigh of relief. "It's good that the search area has been narrowed down. I was worried about searching all over the world."

She took the talisman and examined it carefully.

No wonder they are said to be from the same lineage. Qingfengzi's method of drawing talismans is the same as his master's, and Xiaoxi's method of drawing talismans is also the same.

The effect of this talisman is to find a suitable host and stabilize the soul.

Xiaoxi smiled wryly: "This kind of high-level talisman was obviously given out by my senior brother when he was drunk."

Qingfengzi felt ashamed. "Zhang Senling is my friend. His obsession runs too deep."

Xiao Xi understood. "I understand what you mean, Senior Brother. Fortunately, Elder Zhang isn't a bad person, otherwise he would have really brought trouble upon you."

Qingfengzi also understood this principle.

"Xiaoxi, I look like I'm in my thirties or forties now, but actually I'm almost 80, haha."

Xiaoxi wasn't surprised at all. Her senior brother had also inherited their master's true teachings. After all, cultivators were different from ordinary people.

"Xiaoxi, what I'm trying to say is that Zhang Senling is younger than me, and I've known him for decades."

He watched himself grow older day by day, while I hardly changed. He envied me for being a popular Taoist priest online, because I lived a more comfortable and happier life than him.

Despite being a little girl, Xiaoxi is able to understand these things.

She understood that Mr. Zhang had devoted his entire life to studying crops, either in the laboratory or in the experimental fields.

He lived a life of routine, and in the blink of an eye, his life had come to an end.

He had never experienced anything other than plants; he simply wanted to make up for a regret.

"Senior brother, you are friends with Elder Zhang, he must have some preferences, right?"

Qingfengzi pondered for a moment, "Yes, Zhang Senling loves to eat rabbit meat and enjoys reading travelogues and similar books."

Xiaoxi indicated that she understood and returned the talisman to Qingfengzi.

"I already know the aura of this talisman. Without further ado, I'm going to find that old man now."

Qingfengzi quickly stood up. He had just reunited with his junior sister and still had a lot to say.

Xiaoxi said, "There's plenty of time. Let's find him first, persuade him to return to his body, and he can catch up with his senior brother anytime."

Qingfengzi escorted Xiaoxi and the other two to the gate of the Taoist temple.

Xiaoxi glanced at her watch; it was 5:00 PM.

On the bluestone slabs in the mountains.

Xiao Xi closed her eyes and sat in meditation, actually using her divine sense to probe the aura of her senior brother's talisman.

She suddenly opened her eyes. "Third Brother, Hao-ge, let's go."

Dong Hao was even more excited than Xiao Xi: "Found it? That's great!"

Xiaoxi nodded firmly.

To save time, Xiaoxi took out the bird's nest and let Ye Zhilin and Dong Hao sit on it, while she stepped onto the Crescent Moon alone.

With three people always running side by side, the crescent moon was a bit cramped and not very agile.

They crossed the mountain and soon saw a village in the distance.

Ye Zhilin felt a sense of familiarity upon seeing the village. "Xiaoxi, I came here to the market yesterday."

"Yes, I can sense the aura of the talisman, it's near the village."

Just then, a few farm children walked by in the distance, coming up the hillside to gather pig feed.

The voices of several boys drifted on the wind.