"Second-grade golden elixir?" Both the Wanxiang Immortal and the Xuandu Sect Master were shocked and asked in astonishment.

The Wanxiang Immortal was not vague and directly grabbed his wrist and probed his spiritual sense inside.

With the help of Kunlun Mirror's magic, his spiritual sense saw that in Luo Yan's dantian, the true energy was as vast and surging as a river, and its power was far above that of a third-grade golden elixir, almost approaching the realm of the golden elixir realm's root-seeking stage!

"Good! Good! Good!" Wanxiang Immortal laughed loudly, "With this second-grade golden elixir as a foundation, how can the master of Tiangongfang not do it?"

Shi Liuli, who was standing next to him, had been ready to risk everything, but when he saw the situation take a sudden turn for the better, his desperate eyes suddenly lit up again.

The Xuandu Sect Master, Linghu Chu and Liang Ruohua who were standing beside them also showed joy on their faces.

"Luo Yan, since you have been promoted to a Taoist master and the stone tripod is no longer in existence, I will grant you the Taoist name 'Jingyun'." Wanxiang Immortal was in a good mood and stroked his beard and said, "Tiangongfang has no Yuanying elders now. Even if there were two Jindan Taoist masters, they would inevitably be affected."

"Since you have inherited the title of the Master of Tiangongfang, you must practice diligently. As long as you can form an infant soon, you can restore Tiangongfang to its former glory. Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands." Luo Yan said solemnly.

"Very good." Wanxiang Immortal turned to the headmaster Xuandu, "Xuandu, the head of Tiangongfang will be held by Master Jingyun. You can explain it in the temple... Don't forget to mention the grade of the golden elixir."

"Yes." Master Xuandu said immediately.

"Then..." Wanxiang Immortal was about to say "Then we'll leave first", but suddenly remembered something and looked at Shi Liuli and said, "Little Liuli, do you have anything else to say?"

"To be honest, Immortal." Shi Liuli said calmly, "There is indeed one more thing I want to ask of you."

The head of Xuandu turned around and wanted to leave, but he stopped immediately after hearing this. He thought to himself that Shi Liuli's temperament had really changed drastically and he didn't know whether it was for a good or bad thing.

"Tell me now." Wanxiang Immortal nodded, "Shi Ding made great contributions to the temple during his lifetime. Penglai will not treat his children unfairly."

"Yes." Shi Liuli had no expression on his face and continued, "My father intended to marry me to my junior fellow apprentice brother... Master Jingyun. Everyone in the community knows about this."

"After my father's funeral, please ask the immortal to preside over the ceremony for me and Master Jingyun to become Taoist couples."

Ah, this... Luo Yan looked at Shi Liuli in shock, but only saw Miss Shi looking at him at the same time, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her eyes full of tears, and her expression before she spoke was three parts of misery and seven parts of helplessness, clearly begging him, "Don't refuse first, okay?"

Thinking about the fact that Elder Shi Ding's soldier Jie died, which was indeed partly due to the fact that he did not have the Tiangong Hundred Treasures Bag on him, Luo Yan's heart softened immediately. Looking at Shi Liuli's pitiful face again, he could no longer think of making excuses.

Oh, Master...

Seeing the two men looking at each other, Luo Yan did not refuse, so the Wanxiang Immortal nodded and agreed:

"Yes, Jingyun is a second-grade golden elixir, so I have a basis for coming forward."

The matter was settled, and the Immortal Wanxiang and the Master Xuandu left in a hurry.

There have been rumors in the temple about the death of Elder Shi Ding, and the two need to give an official statement as soon as possible to avoid any impact on public opinion.

Linghu Chu and Liang Ruohua looked at Shi Liuli, seeming to want to say something but stopping themselves.

It is normal to cry loudly after losing one's father, but the reason why Miss Shi was so "calm" was probably because she was so grief-stricken to an unbelievable degree that she had begun to suppress her body's instincts.

This would easily lead to a flaw in one's spiritual faith and cause one to attract inner demons. It would be better to just have a good cry and vent one's emotions. However, the two did not know how to persuade her and could only look to Luo Yan for help.

Luo Yan gritted his teeth and said:

“Senior Sister…”

"From now on, we will be Taoist companions. Just call me Liuli." Shi Liuli said softly, turning to look at Linghu Chu, "Big Brother, Liuli is here, and I have a favor to ask."

"You say." Linghu Chu said softly with pity in his heart.

"In the past, Liuli was favored by my father in Tiangong Workshop and never learned any way of casting." Shi Liuli said woodenly, "Now that my father has passed away, Tiangong Workshop has changed drastically. It is inevitable that it will fall into a state of lack of successors in the future."

"Among the magic weapons, the flying sword is the most important. Liuli... wants to learn sword forging from scratch..."

"That's great!" Linghu Chu said quickly, "My sword-making skills originally came from Master, and now I can pass them all on to Junior Sister!"

He hurriedly took out the storage bag, checked the jade slip inside, and handed it to Shi Liuli, saying:

"All the key points of sword-making, as well as my experience and lessons learned over the years, are here!"

"I still have some materials in my sword-making workshop. I'll go back and get them all for you!"

"Alas." In Luo Yan's mind, Qing Ping Sword suddenly sighed and said, "She really seized the opportunity."

"My father had just passed away, and my temperament had changed drastically. It was obvious that I was so grief-stricken that I couldn't even cry."

"At this time, no matter who we ask for anything, we can maximize the value of the favor left by Elder Shi Ding - who can bear to see her like this?"

"That's not what you said." Kunlun Mirror corrected it, "With Shi Liuli's personality, she would never do such a petty thing."

"It's mainly because I was really heartbroken and in unbearable pain, so I had to focus on saving Tiangongfang to numb myself."

As the mirror and the sword sighed, Luo Yan looked at Shi Liuli silently, not knowing what to say.

Linghu Chu hurried back to Tiangong Sword Forge, Liang Ruohua also wiped away her tears and said:

"Then I'll go back first. Jingyun, and Junior Sister, if you have anything to do next, just call me..."

Her voice paused for a moment, and suddenly she could no longer suppress the grief in her heart. She rushed over and hugged the two of them tightly, then turned and left.

"Liuli." Luo Yan called slowly.

Shi Liuli was still in a daze, and after a while he said:

"Luo Yan, Tiangongfang... right now, there is a lot of work to be done. As the new owner, you still need to master many matters as soon as possible."

"With my father gone, the confidence of many sects and families from the outside world that originally cooperated with Tiangongfang will inevitably be shaken. We need to appease them one by one..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Yan hugged her tightly in his arms again.

"Liuli." He said bitterly, "If you are sad, just cry... crying will make you feel better."

Shi Liuli let him hold her stiffly, and after a long while, she clumsily put her arms around his waist.

“Luo Yan,” she said in a low voice, “My mother… passed away when I was three years old because she failed to survive the infant formation tribulation.”

"Since I can remember, my father has been the only person in my life. As long as my father is still around, I am not afraid of anything."

"Now, even my father is gone..."

She hugged Luo Yan's waist tightly and buried her face in his chest.

Luo Yan could feel her trembling slightly.

When she raised her head again, there were no traces of tears on her pretty face, but Luo Yan could see more and more lingering emotions in her eyes.

"Okay." Shi Liuli forced a smile, "I'm going to learn sword-making. I still have a lot of work to do."

She took the jade slip given by Linghu Chu and walked towards the workshop.

Luo Yan stared at her back blankly, and then lowered his head after a while.

There was a barely detectable mark near his robe on his chest.

A small, faint wet mark.