Ji Xian didn't have time to explain much, he just held his wife's hand and said:
"Honey, believe me, our son was able to escape danger last night thanks to her. Let's save our son first, and then I'll tell you everything."
After thinking for a moment, Ji Xian's wife nodded in agreement: "Okay!"
"Girl, no! Master Lu Qing, please tell me how to save my son!"
Ji Xian's respectful tone made Lu Qing feel somewhat uncomfortable:
"Chief Instructor, you don't need to be so serious. This curse is a minor problem, it's just a little troublesome to break."
"Is there a Taoist temple nearby? I need to borrow something!"
"A Taoist temple? Let me search for it!"
Ji took out his phone and searched for a bit, then said:
There is a Taoist temple about 30 kilometers away.
“Okay, we’ll take your son there now and get there just in time to save him when the yang energy is at its peak at noon.”
The group immediately set off and drove to the Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple was on the mountain, and parking was not easy. Since Ji Xian was carrying Ji Ziyao on his back and walking slowly, Lu Qing went ahead to prepare the necessary items.
Upon seeing the Sanqing Hall, Lu Qing was about to enter when he was stopped by a man dressed in a Taoist robe:
"Halt! This is the Sanqing Hall, where the Patriarch is enshrined. Unauthorized personnel are not permitted! Please go to the side hall for divination and fortune telling!"
The man's tone was very unfriendly. Lu Qing glanced at him and knew that he had only recently entered the Daoist path and his Dao heart was not yet stable.
“I’m not here to ask for divination or fortune telling,” Lu Qing replied, frowning.
"Offer incense in the right side hall," Ma Yunfeng said impatiently.
"I'm here to see the patriarch, please make way!"
Lu Qing continued to speak in a good-natured manner, but Ma Yunfeng grew increasingly impatient, stepped forward, knocked on the warning sign, and said sternly:
"Are you blind? Can't you see such a big sign, or can't you read?"
"No unauthorized personnel allowed! What do you mean by 'unauthorized personnel'? Someone like you is an unauthorized person!"
"Get out of here right now!"
At this moment, a couple walked out of the Sanqing Hall.
Although the couple dressed modestly, it was obvious to anyone with eyes that they possessed an extraordinary air about them and were certainly not ordinary people.
Upon seeing the couple, Ma Yunfeng approached them with a fawning smile and greeted them:
"Mr. Chu, Mrs. Chu, you're leaving now!"
"Um!"
The couple seemed to be in a bad mood, gave a curt reply, and left.
Lu Qing saw someone come out and quickly asked:
"Didn't you say that unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter the Sanqing Hall? Why were they able to get in?"
Ma Yunfeng glanced at Lu Qing with disdain:
"Don't you even know who they are? And who are you?"
"Mr. and Mrs. Chu have spent more money on worshipping the ancestral master than you have spent in your entire life. Do you think they are idle people?"
Lu Qing frowned, her eyes filled with disdain:
"As a Taoist disciple, you're so obsequious and condescending! I think even the big yellow dog at the gate is more suited to joining the Taoist path than you!"
Upon hearing this, Ma Yunfeng was furious:
"How dare you insult me!"
He raised his hand to hit Lu Qing, but was stopped by someone:
"stop!"
Lu Qing looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person who had stopped him was the husband from the couple who had just left.
The man was around forty years old, wearing frameless glasses and a bespoke suit; he looked like a successful person.
"I remember the abbot didn't say anyone was forbidden from entering the Sanqing Hall. She just wanted to go in and pay her respects to the patriarch. How could you lay a hand on her?"
When Ma Yunfeng saw it was them, he quickly smiled and said:
“Mr. Chu, it was she who spoke rudely. I was afraid she would offend the ancestral master, so I stopped her.”
"I'm very familiar with the founding masters, how could I offend them!" Lu Qing said angrily.
Her words made the woman next to her laugh:
"You have a really interesting way of speaking, girl."
"Sister, I'm not lying, I really know the Ancestral Master very well!"
Lu Qingzhen wasn't lying; many of the cultivation techniques she practiced were taught by her ancestor, but unfortunately, no one believed her.
The woman didn't pay attention to Lu Qing's words, but she was amused and annoyed by how she addressed herself:
"Young lady, I'm forty years old, you should call me auntie!"
"Sister, are you forty years old?!" Lu Qing was surprised for a moment, then shook her head repeatedly:
"Impossible! Sister, you must be joking with me. You're so young and beautiful, how could you be forty years old!"
No woman dislikes being told she is young and beautiful.
Lu Qing's words successfully made Han Ziyuan burst out laughing:
"Hehehe...you have such a sweet tongue, kid!"
"Sister, I'm telling the truth, you really are young and beautiful!" Lu Qing said sincerely.
Seeing his wife smiling so happily, Chu Panshan's eyes also softened with a smile.
"Little girl, if you want to go in and pay respects to the ancestral master, then go in. With me here, no one will dare to stop you!"
As he spoke, he gave Ma Yunfeng a sharp look, with a threatening tone.
"Thank you, big brother!"
Lu Qing's calling him "brother" made Chu Panshan laugh again.
After thanking him, she glanced triumphantly at Ma Yunfeng, then pushed aside the "No Trespassing" sign and went inside.
At this moment, Ji Xian and his wife brought Ji Ziyao over.
In his haste, Ji Xian didn't notice Chu Panshan, but Chu Panshan called out to him:
"Old Ji, what are you doing here?"
Ji Xian looked up and was surprised to see an old friend:
"Old Chu, it's you!"
"I'm here on some business. What happened to you? Who's that person on your back...?"
Ji Xian didn't have time to say more:
"Old Chu, I need to save my son first. We can catch up later!"
Seeing that Ji Xian was about to carry a half-dead person inside, Ma Yunfeng quickly stepped forward to stop him:
"This is the Sanqing Hall, a place to worship our ancestral master. How could you bring a dead person in here!"
"You're talking nonsense! My son isn't dead yet!" Ji Xian shouted angrily.
Ma Yunfeng scoffed, glanced at Ji Ziyao, and said:
"If I'm not mistaken, he should be under the influence of the Soul-Devouring Curse. Once this evil curse is cast on someone, there is no way to break it unless the Purple-Robed Celestial Master personally intervenes!"
"He's practically on his deathbed!"
Upon hearing this, Ji Xian trembled, his face suddenly turned much paler, and his wife almost fainted.
Seeing their expressions, Ma Yunfeng said smugly:
"If you want to save him, there is a way. Kneel down and beg me, and my master might be able to save your son!"
Ji Xian's wife was about to kneel down before him, but Lu Qing stopped her:
"Auntie, don't be so quick to believe him! I'm here for you!"
Lu Qing looked at Ma Yunfeng and asked with a smile:
"Your master is the Purple-Robed Celestial Master?"
There are only a few purple-robed Celestial Masters in the Taoist sect now, and she knows them all. She has never heard of any of them having such a disgraceful disciple!
Ma Yunfeng snorted smugly:
“My master isn’t, but my master’s master is. If my master speaks up, my grandmaster will definitely take action!”
Lu Qing asked curiously, "What's your master's master's name?"
"Hmph! You wouldn't recognize her even if I told you!"
Lu Qing: "Then who should listen? What if you know them?"
Ma Yunfeng raised his head, his nostrils flared, and said smugly:
"Listen carefully, my grandmaster's name is Lu Qing!"
Lu Qing: "??? Huh?" (⊙o⊙)?
"What's her name? Say it again!"
Ma Yunfeng got angry: "Are you deaf! My grandmaster's name is Lu Qing, Lu as in mainland China, and Qingche as in clear-mindedness, Lu Qing! Did you hear me?"
Ji Xian looked at Lu Qing, and asked blankly:
"His grandmaster shares the same name as you, what a coincidence!"
Lu Qing: "...Is it possible that the grandmaster he's talking about is me?"
Upon hearing this, Ma Yunfeng burst into laughter, pointing at Lu Qing and mocking him:
"How could that be! You don't have even a fraction of the aura of a purple-robed celestial master!"
Ma Yunfeng had barely finished his sarcastic remark when a startled exclamation interrupted him:
"Master!!!"
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