A gentle breeze blew across the mountains, swaying a few pine trees.

Beneath the ancient pavilion with Cuiyu vines, two old men with elegant crane-like figures sat facing each other in front of a stone platform.

Two boys stood on both sides, making tea for the two old men from time to time.

The old man on the left is wearing a Taoist robe with dark clouds and golden patterns, and his Taoist practice is Taiyi Xuanxian.

The old man on the right is wearing the robes of a sixth-grade immortal official and has a jade hairpin on his head, but he is only at the Yangshen realm.

At this time, the old man on the right, wearing the robes of a sixth-rank immortal official, asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhuang, hasn't Qingminglou come to collect the spiritual tea recently?"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist surnamed Zhuang shook his head slightly and said, "Not yet. It must have been delayed."

The old sixth-rank immortal official said, "It should have been there long ago. Could it be that they collected it somewhere else?"

Taoist Zhuang smiled and said, "I don't think so. The Taoist friends at Qingming Tower still have some credibility. If they were to collect it elsewhere, they would at least inform me a year in advance."

The Sixth-Rank Immortal Official nodded and said, "That's good. Fellow Daoist Zhuang, you have such a large tea plantation. It would be a shame if you can't sell it this year."

Taoist Zhuang took a sip of the tea and said with a smile, "If you can't sell it, then drink it yourself."

Qingminglou collects spiritual tea by picking new tea leaves, that is, the tender buds before Qingming Festival. The spiritual tea made from such tea leaves has the best taste and the most intense spiritual energy.

However, Qingming Festival is almost here, but Qingminglou has not come to collect the tea yet. Although Taoist Zhuang appears to be calm on the surface, he is still a little confused in his heart.

"Oh right." Taoist Zhuang looked at the old man in front of him and said, "Fellow Daoist Ling Xiu, you've been stuck in the Yang God Realm for two thousand years, right?"

The old man named Ling Xiu was startled when he heard this, then nodded and said, "Two thousand four hundred years."

Taoist Zhuang said, "Actually, you should accept your brother-in-law's kindness. At least you should become an immortal first."

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiu's expression darkened. He said, "I understand what Fellow Daoist Zhuang means, but I absolutely cannot accept the slightest favor from him. He's done something that would be worthy of his death ten thousand times. As a sixth-rank immortal official in the Heavenly Court and the God of Mount Yi, how could I, Ling Xiu, associate with such an immoral and rebellious person?"

"Alas." Taoist Zhuang shook his head and said, "But now the White Stone Realm is ruled by your brother-in-law alone. Even I, a poor Taoist, can grow tea here peacefully only because of your blessing."

"He is not my brother-in-law, and I don't have a sister." Ling Xiu's face looked very ugly, and his tone was filled with anger.

Seeing this, Taoist Zhuang stopped talking and just said, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Come, have some tea."

Ling Xiu picked up the teacup and just took a sip of the refreshing spiritual tea when he saw Taoist Zhuang's face suddenly change and he stood up abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Ling Xiu put down the teacup in surprise and asked Taoist Zhuang who was standing in front of him with a serious face.

Taoist Zhuang stared at the distant mountains and clouds, then said in a serious tone, "Someone is coming."

"People?" Ling Xiu asked, "Who?"

Taoist Zhuang said, "I don't know, but judging from the aura, the person coming here is at least a Golden Immortal."

"Golden Immortal?" Ling Xiu was stunned when he heard these two words. There was only one Golden Immortal in the entire Bai Shi Realm, and that was the Bai Shi Divine Lord.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiu's face immediately darkened and he said, "Daoyou, I'll go sit in your cave first."

"No need." How could Taoist Zhuang not know what Ling Xiu was thinking? He immediately stopped Ling Xiu and said, "It's not Lord Bai Shi."

As a Taiyi Xuanxian, Taoist Zhuang has also paid homage to Lord Bai Shi several times. He cannot say that he is very familiar with Lord Bai Shi's aura, but at least he can distinguish it clearly.

Ling Xiu, stopped by Taoist Zhuang, was slightly startled. Wasn't it the White Stone Divine Lord? Could there be another Golden Immortal in the White Stone Realm? Impossible. I'd never heard of such a person in all these years.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Ling Xiu's mind. Could it be...

Just as he was thinking about it, a fairy official came from afar and flew over the mountains in the blink of an eye.

Ling Xiu and Taoist Zhuang looked together and saw a divine being wearing a dark yellow Taoist robe, a yellow scarf on his head, nine feet tall, and covered in golden light.

Although he didn't know the origin of this divine man, Taoist Zhuang felt a surge of righteous energy from the divine man's aura.

The divine man stood in the clouds, and his divine thoughts instantly covered the entire mountain. After a moment, he locked onto Ling Xiu who was with Taoist Zhuang.

But the god did not fly down, because there was a light curtain in front of him, which was the mountain protection formation set up by Taoist Zhuang.

The god glanced at the light curtain, then raised his right hand. Fairy light shone in his palm, and a powerful magic power was gathering in his palm.

"Wait!" Taoist Zhuang saw this scene and immediately reacted. He hurriedly shouted, "Fellow Daoist, wait a minute."

The divine man stopped and looked at Taoist Zhuang.

Taoist Zhuang immediately made a hand gesture to close the formation, and the next moment the light curtain slowly dissipated.

The god retracted his arm, and with a flash of cloud light under his feet, he flew down and landed directly in front of Ling Xiu.

"Are you Ling Xiu?" The Yellow Turban strongman Chu Si asked Ling Xiu.

Ling Xiu was startled when he heard this. After a moment of surprise, he bowed and said, "That's right."

Chu Si asked again as if to confirm: "Is the tomb of the Yishan Mountain God repaired?"

Ling Xiu also replied with confirmation: "Yes, I am Ling Xiu, the mountain god of Yishan."

Chu Si nodded, then took out the imperial edict and said, "I am here under the command of the Three Realms Inspector, Immortal Hong Qing, to arrest Ling Xiu, the mountain god of Yishan. Come with me."

"Inspector of the Three Realms..." Ling Xiu was stunned when he heard this. As an immortal official, he certainly understood what these five words meant. In an instant, all kinds of complicated emotions surged in his heart, including surprise, relief, and even... a hint of excitement.

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