Therefore, at dusk, she led Shi Jiaowu and eight others, followed by thousands of soldiers, to a nameless Taoist temple and surrounded it.
"Master Wuxu, now that you've come to my territory, why are you still hiding?"
"Could it be that you feel sorry for me and are too embarrassed to come and see me?"
Xiao Zhixing's voice entered the temple.
"Amitabha! Prince Yuansheng, please come in!"
A clear voice responded, and the gate of the Taoist temple opened by itself. A Taoist robe-clad man stood under the eaves in the courtyard, gazing at her from afar.
Xiao Zhixing dismounted and slowly walked in, cracking his whip.
According to his age, Wuxu should be over 130 years old, but he has black hair and beard, and his skin is full and wrinkle-free, making him look no different from a young and strong man in his thirties or forties.
It is evident that the longevity of Heavenly Realm experts is well-deserved; the earlier they advance, the longer they retain their youth.
Wu Xu cupped his hands and smiled, "Your Highness, please don't be offended. I only received the message from Anqing Temple a few days ago and rushed to Beiyuan. I just arrived here and haven't had time to freshen up. I dare not come to your door and offend Your Highness's eyes."
Xiao Zhixing frowned and looked him up and down. "Are you really not faking it?"
A peerless master, without the slightest arrogance, was so amiable towards me. Could he possibly be afraid of my army?
Wu Xu did not answer her question, but extended his hand, "Your Highness, please come inside and discuss this in detail."
There was no one else in this Taoist temple, just a large, clean, and spacious hall.
Shi Jiaowu and the others stood guard outside the door.
Xiao Zhixing went inside with him. "Taoist Master, you should know why I have come?"
After Cheng Lang, she wrote to An Qingguan asking for the complete cultivation method, but An Qingguan never replied.
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