At their pace, they arrived at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain by noon.

At this time, Zhongnan Mountain did not look as desolate as Li Daoyi had done in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer. It had more vitality, and there was a mountain gate at the foot of the mountain. The two characters "Quanzhen" on the mountain gate were powerful and vigorous, clearly written by a master.

At this time, many people were already waiting below the mountain gate. Standing in front were six middle-aged men dressed like Qiu Chuji, who were the other six disciples of Quanzhen.

Qiu Chuji quickly dismounted and walked straight over.

"Senior Brother, Master," Qiu Chuji greeted a Taoist priest who was slightly older than him. This man was none other than Ma Yu, the current head of the Quanzhen School, also known as Danyangzi.

The Quanzhen Sect members received a notification from Qiu Chuji yesterday, informing them that Li Daoyi would be arriving today. Although they were somewhat puzzled, the disciple who brought the message recounted the events in Jingzhao Prefecture and even produced a letter in Qiu Chuji's own handwriting, urging them to take it seriously. Based on his understanding of Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu chose to trust his junior brother.

"Mm." Ma Yu nodded.

"Senior brother, is what you said true? Is that person really an immortal?" Hao Datong asked hurriedly beside Ma Yu.

“He is truly an immortal; I would never dare to exaggerate.” Qiu Chuji nodded.

Just then, the curtain of the oxcart was lifted, and Li Daoyi and his companions came out.

Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu, and the others quickly came over.

"Senior brother, this is Li Daoyi, Master Li."

"Supreme Longevity and Blessing, greetings to fellow Daoists." Li Daoyi nodded slightly.

"The Seven Masters of Quanzhen are all here. They are indeed quite remarkable." Li Daoyi sized up the group.

The others naturally sized up Li Daoyi as well.

"So young, his temperament is just like his master's." The group was secretly surprised, as if they saw the feeling that Wang Chongyang gave them back then.

"May you enjoy boundless longevity and blessings, and pay your respects to Daoist Li," Ma Yu said, bowing. The other disciples followed suit, followed by dozens of second and third-generation disciples behind him.

"I'm sorry to bother you." Li Dao nodded.

"It is a blessing for our entire town that the Taoist priest could come."

Then everyone followed them up the mountain, and Yang Guo and Wanyan Ping seemed quite well-behaved at this time.

As for the green ox, Wang Tong left it at the foot of the mountain to take care of it.

As Li Daoyi walked, he observed the Quanzhen disciples around him, and finally his gaze settled on a young Taoist priest who was about twenty years old.

"Zhen Zhibing?" Li Daoyi thought to himself.

Speaking of this person, we must mention Yin Zhiping from the original novel. Mr. Jin Yong later replaced Yin Zhiping with Zhen Zhibing for his own reasons. First of all, Yin Zhiping is a real person. Secondly, in terms of age, he is about the same as Guo Jing in the Legend of the Condor Heroes. So, it seems a bit far-fetched to have him defile Xiaolongnu. How could someone who has been a monk for decades and is highly regarded by everyone be so despicable?

Therefore, after careful consideration, the character Zhen Zhibing was created, and his age was also changed to be younger, thus rationalizing everything that was unreasonable.

"Master Li, this is my second disciple, Zhen Zhibing." Seeing Li Daoyi's gaze, Qiu Chuji quickly introduced him.

"Hmm." Li Dao nodded. In his heart, however, he was secretly considering whether he should give him the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.

Zhen Zhibing also politely bowed to Li Daoyi, while a slightly older disciple behind him was filled with jealousy. This person was Zhao Zhijing.

Soon, the group arrived at the Quanzhen Sect's Chongyang Palace. It must be said that Quanzhen at this time truly lived up to its reputation as the number one sect in the world. From the surrounding buildings, one could see that it resembled a Taoist holy site, and only the Wudang Sect of later generations could rival it.

Li Daoyi was invited to the Sanqing Temple by the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, while Dongfang Bubai and the others were led to rest elsewhere.

Upon entering the temple, Li Daoyi saw Wang Chongyang's memorial tablet on the offering table beneath the statues of the Three Pure Ones.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen were somewhat embarrassed, since they had already learned from Qiu Chuji that he knew about Wang Chongyang's faked death and disappearance.

"Master Li, please excuse our rudeness. This was arranged by our master back then, and we dared not disobey him," Ma Yu said.

"It's alright, it's a good thing that Fellow Daoist Chongyang has been able to transcend."

"Master Li, has my master truly transcended?" Sun Bu'er, the only woman among the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, asked.

“I didn’t sense your master’s presence around here, nor did I sense any lingering remnant soul. It seems he must have found a way to transcend this realm,” Li Daoyi explained.

"A lingering obsession of a remnant soul?" Hao Datong asked, puzzled.

"When an ordinary person dies, their soul dissipates in a very short time and cannot be seen by ordinary people. However, some people are special, such as those with profound martial arts skills or those with extremely strong obsessions in their hearts. Their souls will remain in the world for a long time."

“Master Chongyang possesses both, but I haven’t sensed him here, which means he is not dead,” Li Daoyi explained.

Everyone then realized what was happening, but they were also even happier.

While Li Daoyi was chatting with the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, Yang Guo and Wanyan Ping were getting a little bored.

"Mom, it's so boring staying here, I'm going out for a walk."

"No, this is someone else's property. Don't wander around here," Mu Nianci replied immediately.

"Hehe, Aunt Mu, on our way here, I saw lots of flowers behind the house, and I want to pick some," Wan Yanping said coquettishly, her eyes darting around as she hugged Mu Nianci's arm.

"Let them go. There seem to be mountains behind them, so they should be fine. But the two of you shouldn't go too far," Dongfang Bubai said.

Left with no other choice, Mu Nianci had to agree.

The two children ran out cheering, and soon they passed through a back door and arrived at the place Wanyan Ping had described. The ground was covered in beautiful flowers, but the surroundings were very quiet, and even the ground was spotless, as if no one had been there for a long time.

"Strange, do people from the Quanzhen Sect never come here?" Yang Guo wondered.

"Yang Guo, hurry and help me, I need to pick lots of flowers," Wanyan Ping urged.

"I don't want to," Yang Guo quickly refused. He then walked to the other side.

"You big bad guy," Wanyan Ping said displeasedly, but she still followed him over.

"Hehe, I wonder if there are any wild boars or deer," Yang Guo said as he walked.

"Hehe, aren't you scared?"

"I'm just a third-rate martial artist," Yang Guo said, waving his wooden sword.

"Buzzing..."

Just then, the two heard a buzzing sound.

"Bees!" Yang Guo's eyes lit up instantly. He then ran towards the direction from which the sound came.

"Oh dear, Yang Guo, don't go!" Wanyan Ping cried out anxiously. But seeing that he had already run far away, she stamped her foot and had no choice but to chase after him.

Soon, the two walked through a thicket of bushes and came to a sea of ​​flowers, even larger than the one they had seen outside the back door.

"Wow, so beautiful!" Wanyan Ping exclaimed.

Yang Guo searched around for traces of bees and soon found a beehive on a tree.

"Ha, where is it?" Yang Guo exclaimed excitedly.

"What are you going to do?" Wanyan Ping had a bad feeling.

"Have you ever eaten honey?" Yang Guo asked.

Wanyan Ping had already eaten, so she nodded.

"Then why are you asking? Just wait, I have a tinderbox with me. We'll find some firewood, smoke Fengzi out, and then we can get the honey." Yang Guo licked his lips after saying that. He had done this kind of thing quite often in Niujia Village.

"It'll sting, so let's not go." Wanyan Ping was a little scared.

"Tch, if you're scared, then stand further away later."

Just then, a melodious flute sound drifted over.

"Someone's there." Yang Guo was startled and quickly lay down on the ground.

Wanyan Ping also lay down on the ground. Fortunately, the flower bushes were tall and covered the two of them. Looking through the bushes, they saw a white figure suddenly appear in the distance. It looked like a woman, followed by a swarm of black bees.

"Wow..." Yang Guo exclaimed in surprise, his mouth agape. Someone could actually control bees.

"Who?" Suddenly, the white figure looked towards where the two were hiding.

"Buzzing..."

The bees also flew towards this side.

"No, no, no, we're not bad people!" Yang Guo jumped up immediately upon seeing this. With so many bees, getting stung could be fatal.

The man played his flute again, and the bees instantly changed direction and flew back to their hive in the tree.

"Phew, that scared me to death." Wanyan Ping, who was hiding behind Yang Guo, patted her chest with lingering fear.

At this moment, the white figure lightly leaped, floating towards the two of them as if it had no weight.

"Wow, that's amazing!" the two exclaimed in surprise.

Upon closer inspection, the two discovered that the woman was a young girl who looked a few years older than them. She was very beautiful, but her skin was unbelievably white.

The girl frowned slightly.

"You've broken the rules." The girl's voice was beautiful, like that of a lark.

"Huh? It's against the rules? What rules?" Yang Guo was taken aback.

"This is a forbidden area; Quanzhen disciples are not allowed to come here," the girl said calmly, her voice devoid of any emotion.

“Sister, you’ve misunderstood. We’re not from the Quanzhen Sect,” Wanyan Ping quickly said.

The girl in white was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and then said softly.

"No matter what, you'd better leave quickly. If Grandma finds out, she'll beat you." With that, the girl lightly lifted her lotus-like steps and walked back the way she came.

"Yang Guo, let's go quickly." Wanyan Ping tugged at Yang Guo's clothes.

"Alright." Yang Guo nodded, also afraid that the other party would release more bees.

"Hey, my name is Yang Guo, what's your name?" Yang Guo suddenly asked.

The girl paused for a moment, but did not turn around. Instead, she leaped away like a fairy.

"Little Dragon Girl".

A soft voice gently reached Yang Guo's ears.