Chapter 62 The Fragmented Taoist 24
Although Xiao Hei is as timid as a mouse and runs away at the first sign of danger, Xiao Bai is a reckless little girl. Her life motto is...
Don’t be afraid, just charge!
In the past, it dared to charge into fights between two groups of people. This time, it was just a ferocious monk who appeared. It was no big deal.
So even though he was led away by Xiao Hei when he didn't react in the beginning, the distance he ran was not far.
Xiaobai stopped with his timid but beautiful horse partner.
But before it could pull the carriage back to the gate of Anling Sect, the burly man with a beard as big as a hill had already caught up with it.
Yan Xia followed behind him calmly. In addition to the young Taoist friend he had met before, there was another cultivator next to him whose temperament was completely opposite to that of the burly man. He looked very calm and steady. Yan Xia had also seen this kind of temperament in He Huarong, the head of Feiyu Sect.
As Yan Xia was thinking this, he heard someone introduce himself as Chang Yi, a disciple directly taught by the leader of Anling Sect.
Chang Yi's eyes also showed concern for his two injured brothers, but his expression remained stable. He first thanked Yan Xia, and then asked, "Where did you see my two brothers?"
Yan Xia thought for a moment and replied, "It's about 500 miles west of Qinglian Slope. When we first met, both of you had damaged your spiritual platforms."
The damage to the spiritual platform means that it will be more difficult for these two people to practice Taoism in the future.
When Chang Yi heard this, his expression instantly darkened and he became even more worried.
At this moment, the monk who was as tall as a hill had also arrived near the carriage. Chang Yi introduced that the man's Taoist name was Wu Ting.
Su Wenyin and the other two got off the carriage, leaving their seats for Fellow Daoist Wu Ting, and gently moved out the two people who had not yet woken up.
The rough voice of Taoist Wu Ting sounded again, and he hugged the Taoist Yu Xun with one hand like he was hugging a child.
"Junior brother! Wake up, Junior brother! Don't sleep! Why haven't you woken up for so long?"
As Wu Ting shouted, his arms shook unconsciously.
When Yan Xia arrived in front of the carriage, he felt that fellow Daoist Yu Xun was about to be shaken to pieces, but the person who was shaking him was unaware of it.
Chang Yi stepped forward and grabbed the man's arm. His normally slender and broad palm seemed a little small against the muscular arm.
Just as Chang Yi grabbed the man's arm, Yu Xun in Wu Ting's arms coughed twice and opened his eyes tremblingly. It was unclear whether he had really rested enough or felt that if he didn't wake up, he might be shaken to death.
"Junior brother, you're awake! Senior brother Chang Yi, look! I woke up Junior Brother Yu Xun!!"
Chang Yi reached out and patted the man on the shoulder: "Xiao Wu Ting is great."
It was when he appeared in this posture as if comforting a three-year-old child that the Yan Xia family discovered that the mountain-like Taoist Wu Ting had eyes as clear as a child's, not like the eyes of an adult with a bone age of over a hundred years.
Yan Xia looked at his mother and saw clear emotions in each other's eyes.
It seems that this Taoist friend Wu Ting has some mental problems. No wonder he can pick up the injured person and shake him. He has the thinking of a child and will get up as soon as his family members are called before they wake up.
Sure enough, seeing Yu Xun wake up, Wu Ting stretched out his arm to Ge Chang who was still lying motionless.
Chang Yi reached out his hand in time to stop him: "Let Junior Brother Ge Chang sleep for a while, and then we'll talk inside."
Wu Ting obediently put his arms on both sides of his body: "Oh."
After Chang Yi finished speaking, he turned to Yan Xia and the others and said, "Please go inside and rest first, fellow Taoists."
After such a short commotion, everyone was still standing on the street, and it was not appropriate for the two injured people to stay in the carriage.
Yan Xia and the others had no intention of just dropping the person off and leaving. After all, since they were already here, they might as well take a look around.
Moreover, Ancheng looks very nice and has its own cultural characteristics.
Chang Yi was leading the way, Yan Xia was following behind the carriage, and next to him was the Taoist friend Wu Ting who was as tall as a hill.
Yan Xia looked up at the man, glancing once, then back again, wondering how the man could grow so strong and tall. At this moment, he successfully received the man's gaze looking down at him, with a simple question: "Why are you looking at me?"
Yan Xia told the truth: "You look so tall."
Wu Ting was obviously very proud of his height, and he patted his chest loudly: "Of course! I am the tallest person in Ancheng!"
Yan Xia gave a thumbs up. It was not just Ancheng. They had never seen such people in the several towns they passed by.
Wu Ting showed a proud and innocent smile, and Yan Xia smiled unconsciously as well.
While chatting and laughing, they arrived at the main hall of Anling Sect. The two injured people, Yu Xun and Ge Chang, had been taken down.
Xiaobai, Xiaohei and their carriage were also settled in.
The young Taoist friend who was met at the gate of Anling Sect before brought tea and some exquisite snacks to Yan Xia and others.
Not sure if it was because no outsiders came to this sect all year round. Yan Xia glanced outside the hall and saw many figures peeking and passing by, and heard some deliberately suppressed discussions.
They are like a group of little rabbits, looking at the sudden visitors timidly but curiously. How cute.
As Yan Xia was watching with interest, a majestic voice suddenly came from outside the door: "What are you all doing here? Go away."
As the voice fell, a middle-aged man who looked like he was in his thirties or forties walked in. In fact, he was a cultivator in the early stage of the Spiritualization Stage who was about five or six hundred years old.
The identity of the person who appeared at this time was self-evident. It must be the leader of the Anling Sect, Cangshi.
Sect Master Cangqi's smile was polite and friendly, giving people a very comfortable feeling. He bowed and said, "I am very grateful to you fellow Taoists for coming from afar for my disciple."
Su Wenyin put down her teacup, stood up and returned the greeting: "It's just a small favor, Master Cangqi, you are too polite."
Sect Master Cangshi, who had just been acting naturally, suddenly paused for a moment, then instantly recovered and said, "Of course, of course. Your little help will be a great help to my two disciples. The kitchen has prepared a small banquet. If you don't mind, why don't you go with me?"
Sect Leader Cangqi's tone was very calm when he spoke, but only he knew the unrest in his heart.
More than ten minutes ago, Sect Master Cangshi was informed by his disciples that two of his disciples were injured while out, and he was extremely worried.
Then he was told by his own eldest disciple that the four benefactors who saved his two younger disciples seemed to have high cultivation levels. At least he, as a peak Jindan cultivator, could not see through them. They were probably cultivators from large sects.
On the way here, Sect Master Cangqi was filled with gratitude and awe, but just now, when he found that he could not see the cultivation levels of several fellow Taoists clearly, the awe in his heart suddenly reached a higher level.
Although he couldn't see the bone age of some of them clearly, he could tell at a glance that they were not very old. How could one not be in awe of them for having such great fortune at such a young age?
Sect Master Cangqi sighed in his heart. Fortunately, the two disciples met a righteous monk. If it was someone with evil intentions, Ancheng would be in danger.
The four members of Yan Xia's family were unaware of the twists and turns in Sect Leader Cangqi's mind. Normally speaking, it was time for dinner.
However, in such a short period of time from their arrival to now, Anling Sect had actually prepared a banquet. It can be seen that the three meals a day are probably eaten at fixed times and are well prepared, so that they can be quick and orderly when encountering emergencies.
This is different from the habit of some large sects who want to use every moment for cultivation. It is obvious that they know how to live.
There are more delicious foods in places where people know how to live. Yan Xia and his friends originally planned to go shopping before leaving, so they gladly accepted the invitation from Sect Master Cangqi.
Sect Master Cangqi led the way and walked in front, and Chang Yi followed all the way. Yan Xia looked around and smelled a strong fragrance as he walked. There was a hint of spicy aroma, which was not pungent but very stimulating to the taste buds.
Yan Xia smacked his lips a few times without leaving any trace, and then they arrived at the banquet venue.
Yan Xia saw the sumptuous dishes on the table at a glance.
The dishes were rich but there were not many people. Apart from their family of four, there was only Sect Master Cangshi, Chang Yi, Wu Ting and two or three of his direct disciples.
The Anling Sect is too small, so small that it does not have any so-called sect elders or peak masters. Sect Master Cangqi is the person with the highest cultivation level in the Anling Sect. It does not look like a small sect, but more like a big family organization that protects Ancheng.
Sect Leader Cangqi politely invited everyone to take a seat and introduced the dishes one by one.
The fragrance was already strong to begin with, and after Sect Master Cangshi introduced it, the already very tempting aroma increased by two points.
The moment he took his bite, Yan Xia only regretted why he hadn't come to Ancheng earlier. He really knew how to eat them. The taste was in no way inferior to their appearance.
Yan Xia's family of four eat in an elegant manner, but a closer look reveals that they all eat quite fast.
Seeing that everyone was satisfied with the food, Sect Leader Cangqi was also very satisfied. It was worth their hasty preparation of this table.
When most of the dishes were finished, Sect Leader Cangqi took the initiative to talk about the experiences of Yu Xun and the other man.
After Yu Xun woke up in the carriage, he was completely sober. He did not struggle to say five words and then faint again like before.
Yan Xia and the others did not pay attention to this issue, but the people from Anling Sect would definitely ask for clarification.
However, looking at the injuries on their bodies, Yan Xia had guessed it almost right. Yu Xun and Ge Chang were both in the early Jindan stage. When they were returning from their business trip, they encountered a peak level 4 monster, which was equivalent to a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.
Even if there were two of them they would still be no match for the monster. However, they were lucky as the monster should have been in a good mood and had eaten its fill.
So after injuring the two men, he saw that they were not moving and thought it was no fun, so he left. If they had encountered a monster with a bad temper and was hungry, it would probably not be Yan Xia and the others' turn to pick up those two people.
Yan Xia followed Sect Master Cangqi and sighed a few words about how good their luck was, and then suddenly remembered his previous doubts about why Yu Xun introduced himself as soon as he opened his mouth. He was so skilled in this, and there was a story behind it.
Sure enough, as soon as he asked the question, everyone in Anling Sect chuckled.
Wu Ting, like a little kid who had encountered something interesting and had to tell his friends about it, described in vivid detail that it was a senior fellow in their sect who had also been injured and fainted in the woods, and was then rescued by a kind-hearted person.
In a daze, a kind-hearted person asked them where their senior brother was from. It turned out that the person either misheard or didn't know about the Anling Sect at all, and sent the person to another large sect.
When the big sects saw that this was not a disciple of their sect, they thought that someone was doing some shameful things under their names.
So when the senior brother woke up, he was interrogated by the big sect. After confirming that the man had really heard it wrong, they let him go. It took him three days and three nights to fly back.
From then on, all the members of the Anling Sect remembered that they must pronounce words clearly when introducing their sect.
Although Wu Ting is not very intelligent, he tells stories brilliantly, as if he had experienced them personally.
Yan Xia's family also listened to the story with great interest, and the banquet ended with laughter and joy.
Considering that they still had wounded people to take care of, when Sect Master Cangqi invited people to stay overnight, Su Wenyin offered to take her leave.
Just send the people there. It would be a bit uncomfortable to stay in someone else's home. They originally wanted to wander around Ancheng, so in this case it would be better to stay in an inn.
Sect Leader Cangqi had no choice but to order people to send a lot of things, including food, daily necessities and medicinal herbs. It was obvious that they put a lot of thought into it.
He also apologized that his two disciples were injured and could not thank him in person, and said that he would let them come to thank him in person when they were able to get up.
Yan Xia was not good at dealing with such polite situations, so he simply stood beside the carriage and tried to touch the little black head.
In the end, Su Wenyin and Sect Leader Cangqi fought back and forth for several rounds, but Yan Xia still couldn't figure out the little black head that was timid but still had a strong character.
After failing to keep them overnight, Sect Leader Cangqi sent Chang Yi and Wu Ting to take them to the inn, under the pretext that they were unfamiliar with Ancheng and the two disciples could lead the way.
It is of course a good thing to have a local as a guide.
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Inside Wuning Inn.
When his elder brother and father parked the carriage, Yan Xia entered the inn first, but did not see anyone at the counter.
Yan Xia shouted, "Is anyone there?"
A voice came from under the table below the counter, as if the person had not yet woken up: "Yes."
Yan Xia looked down and saw the innkeeper climbing up from a wooden recliner. He coughed twice and cleared his throat: "Master, are you staying at the inn?"
Yan Xia nodded, and just when he was about to ask how much the two rooms cost, Chang Yi and Wu Ting, who had been helping to park the carriage outside, came in.
Yan Xia watched the innkeeper, who looked half asleep, and his face instantly became full of smiles.
This smile looked so familiar. When they rescued Chen Junwu and his four fellow Taoists in the woods before, they had the same smile on their faces.
"How come Daoist Master Chang and Daoist Master Wu have time to come?"
Chang Yi looked at the innkeeper as if he was looking at a junior: "I sent a few benefactors to stay in the inn, and you are sleeping again?"
The innkeeper scratched his head, and a look of embarrassment emerged on his wrinkled face, as if he had been caught by his elders for not studying hard. "There aren't many customers here."
Chang Yi seemed to be accustomed to the other party's style and did not talk about this topic anymore. Instead, he asked how many rooms were available in the inn.
Yan Xia felt the innkeeper's gaze shift to their family of four, and he still smiled: "The upper rooms are all here, Taoist priests, please feel free to stay."
Yan Xia asked: "How much is one room?"
As he said this, he started taking money out of the ring.
As a result, the innkeeper waved his hands like a rattle and said, "How can I accept money from you Taoist priests? Since you are the benefactors of Anling Sect, you are also my benefactors. Anyway, there are not many customers in the inn, so you Taoist priests can treat it as your own home and stay for as many days as you want."
It was only at this time that Yan Xia realized that Chang Yi had once saved the innkeeper's life.
However, although the other party was very polite, he could not take their politeness for granted. Yan Xia estimated the price based on the price of the place he had stayed in before and gave him the money.
The innkeeper didn't want to accept it, but he had no choice but to look at Chang Yi helplessly.
Chang Yi nodded: "Keep it."
Then he quietly put away the money he had taken out of his palm, and bowed to Yan Xia and the others, "Masters, please have a good rest. Chang Yi is leaving."
Su Wenyin nodded: "Thank you for the trip, Brother Chang Yi."
Chang Yi said a few more polite words, then left with Wu Ting, who had gone outside to play with other children at some point in his life.
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Night falls.
The moonlight was very bright tonight, and Yan Xia couldn't sleep, so she went out for a walk.
The night in Ancheng is very quiet, and there is nothing to see except the moonlight.
After watching for a while, Yan Xia returned to the inn. The owner was still awake with a light on in the lobby.
When he saw Yan Xia, the boss greeted him.
Yan Xia leaned against the counter and chatted with the boss for a while.
Ancheng is very small, and the corresponding facilities are also average. Take this inn for example. Yan Xia found that apart from his family of four, there was no one else living here, and he estimated that they didn't make much money on a normal day.
Yan Xia thought so and asked the question. As a result, the boss had an unfathomable expression on his face and whispered in Yan Xia's direction: "You can still make some money. Taoist priest, although we don't have many people coming here usually, our own people in the city sometimes need to stay here. It's like... some men who were kicked out of the house by their wives. If their wives don't let them in, they can't stay outside all night, right? Then they have to come to my place."
Yan Xia: “…………”
I didn't realize that Ancheng is a town of henpecked men.
As if to prove what the innkeeper said was true, the door of the inn was pushed open before Yan Xia could say anything.
A man in his thirties came in. He looked very familiar with the innkeeper. He took out two coins and put them on the counter, then raised his chin and said, "Same place."
The innkeeper was very experienced in collecting money. He just waved his hand without saying anything, meaning that you can go by yourself.
After finishing, he gave Yan Xia a look that said "Look what I said".
Yan Xia also gave a look that said "I've seen it".
I did see it. I clearly saw a few red marks on the man's chin, which were obviously caused by scratches from fingernails.
No wonder a small inn can remain open even though not many people come to Ancheng. It seems that it is all occupied by insiders.
The innkeeper was a talkative man, and seeing that the Taoist priest was interested, he lowered his voice and told him some gossip he knew, all of which were quite explosive.
As they talked about the latter part, they were so excited that they seemed to be unable to control themselves.
Then, the innkeeper lady who appeared out of nowhere patted him on the back of his head and said, "What are you talking to the Taoist priest about?"
After patting her man, the innkeeper smiled apologetically at Yan Xia and said, "This man is a man of few words. Don't be offended, Taoist priest."
Yan Xia waved his hand: "No wonder."
Yan Xia looked at the innkeeper who had stopped talking instantly and clicked his tongue in his heart. No wonder he could open an inn. It seemed that he had experienced it before and fully understood the needs of the customers.
Without listening to any gossip, Yan Xia was about to go upstairs when he glanced under the dim light and suddenly discovered that there was a display cabinet with small accessories in the corner, which he had not noticed during the day.
Just looking at it from a distance, I feel that the things inside are quite interesting.
They are colorful and can be used as decorations to hang on doors. They don’t have fixed doors now, so it would look pretty if they were hung on carriages.
There are also some small toys that look like they are hand-carved.
Yan Xia took two or three steps forward and asked the proprietress: "Are these for sale?"
The proprietress was in a rush, with a generous expression on her face: "Well! These are all homemade gadgets. If you like them, feel free to take them."
This generosity seems to be inherited from An Cheng's ancestors, so it's certainly impossible for him to get it for free.
Yan Xia chatted with the proprietress while choosing. The display cabinet over here was filled with finished products, and over there were some carved but unpainted ones.
After Yan Xia picked out a few pieces, he moved his eyes to the semi-finished products. The proprietress followed his line of sight and introduced them, "Does the Taoist like this?"
"It's really more fun to do it yourself. You can make any color you want."
As he spoke, he took down a few bamboo tubes from the shelf next to him and said, "This is the pigment squeezed from the Rainbow Moon Grass. If you like it, Taoist Priest, take a few more bottles."
As the saying goes, two people can sleep in the same bed. The lady boss started talking quickly. Before Yan Xia could reply, she said, "This paint is very easy to use. You can use it to dye your hair or clothes."
Having said this, the proprietress lowered her voice, and her appearance was exactly the same as before.
Yan Xia followed the other person's example and leaned forward, then heard the proprietress say, "I heard that there are a few particularly powerful elders out there who also like this colorful and bright thing."
He looked quite proud when he spoke. They thought that Ancheng had always had things that the powerful elders liked, so they were quite proud of it.
Suddenly, I heard my favorite Yan Xia from the other person: "…………"
It turns out that the Hunyuan Continent is so well-informed. He thought that in such a remote place, he would not be able to hear any news about his family of four.
Yan Xia's expression recovered quickly and he even agreed with the proprietress on a few words, as if she was not the one being talked about.
After picking and choosing, Yan Xia insisted on paying, but the proprietress didn't want to accept it. After some back and forth, Yan Xia got a few bottles of rainbow moon grass pigment for free from the proprietress.
Yan Xia even felt the other party's subtle glances at his hair and clothes. Although the proprietress didn't say anything, he understood it.
This is because they think their clothes are too plain. According to Ancheng's usual aesthetic, colorful clothes look better.
Yan Xia was speechless as he was holding the paint.
There's no way to explain it, they were once colorful.
I just couldn't sleep and wanted to go out to see the moonlight, but when I returned to the room, I found a bunch of gossip stories and little gadgets.
Yan Xia fell asleep contentedly, and woke up early the next day.
When they came yesterday, they went straight to Anlingzong and didn't have a good time to look around, so naturally they had to go out and take a look today.
After Yan Xia had packed up, his mother took his arm and led him out of the inn and walked along the street.
It was already late, so there were quite a few small stalls on the street.
As he swayed slowly, Yan Xia smelled the aroma of barbecue, and then heard a childish voice saying, "Mom, I want to eat roasted rabbit~"
Yan Xia looked in the direction of the voice. The rabbit was so cute, so...
Yan Xia said to Su Wenyin: "I want one too."
Su Wenyin waved her hand and started to take out money: "Okay."
Yan Xia smiled and said three words: letting his mother pay for him, it was worth it.
The rabbit was roasted till crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a crispy and fragrant skin on the outside. Yan Xia's mouth was full of oil as he ate it.
He glanced back and saw his elder brother putting away the roasted rabbit, obviously preparing to eat it back at the inn.
Yan Xia clicked his tongue and shook his head. Of course, this kind of roasted rabbit would be the most fragrant when it was fresh out of the oven. It turned out that people with idol baggage did not deserve to enjoy delicious food.
As time got closer to noon, more and more people came to the stalls outside. Yan Xia ate and drank all the way and almost made himself sick of it. So when his mother went to look at clothes, Yan Xia went to drink some tea to relieve his greasy feeling.
He hadn't even finished his cup of tea when a few kids nearby were playing and kicking a small Cuju. The small ball rolled and rolled until it landed at his feet.
A few little kids in the distance looked over here fiercely. Before Yan Xia could react, his feet moved first and kicked the small Cuju over.
As a result, he underestimated his own strength and overestimated the weight of the Cuju. He kicked it too hard and successfully kicked it flying up, and it got stuck in a tall tree next to him, motionless.
Several chubby and excited children were stunned. The youngest one pouted and his big eyes were instantly filled with tears.
Yan Xia panicked and stood up and ran to the group of children: "Don't cry, I'll take it off for you!"
After saying that, he activated his spiritual power, took off from the spot, and easily took down the small Cuju that was stuck on the branch of a big tree.
The children were all from ordinary families, and taking off on the spot seemed so cool to them that when Yan Xia landed, he received several admiring looks from little faces.
There was excitement on every little face.
"Big brother is awesome!!"
"It flew up in a flash."
"I want to see more, I want to see more!! Big brother, can you do it again?!"
Seeing that the child was not crying but smiling, Yan Xia also breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt a little overwhelmed by the calls of "big brother" one by one.
Yan Xia raised his chin: "Want to see it?"
The child's baby voice was long and drawn out: "I want~~~"
Yan Xia: "Okay! Then bring a few more."
After saying that, he used the little tricks he used to play football in his previous life. The small Cuju was kicked on his feet so hard that it looked like a flower. It flew around and was dazzling to look at.
After the performance, Yan Xia kicked the small Cuju into the treetop and got it stuck, then he flew up and took it down.
Going back and forth several times attracted more children to watch under the tree.
So, when Su Wenyin came out with her husband and eldest son after choosing clothes, this is what they saw...
Her youngest son was among a group of children. He kicked the small Cuju ball here and there like he was performing an acrobatic trick, and he himself flew around with it. His smile was brighter than that of the children next to him.
No matter how you look at it, this guy looks at most five years old.
Halfway through the flight, Yan Xia met the indescribable gazes of his parents and elder brother: “…………”
Why are you looking at him like that? He doesn’t want to play either.
But they call him Big Brother!
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