Ten Thousand Mountains, Heshan Road.
Peaks embrace the emerald lake, flying bridges connect pavilions, and streams wind around towers.
A thousand streams crisscross the landscape, lined with weeping willows; a clear lake teems with egrets.
Like a jade belt of emerald green, inlaid with strips of white jade, or like rosy clouds, with fluttering golden fluffs.
"Heshan Road has really taken off!"
Bai Cang revisited his old haunts and had just pulled off a big stunt; he should have been overjoyed.
But upon seeing Han Qinhu, he couldn't help but sneer, "Master Han, long time no see, you've really made something of yourself!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd, who had been like clay sculptures or wooden statues, all turned around.
Then, without prior arrangement, they all turned around and looked up, only to see a young Taoist priest wearing a Purple Heaven Crown and a Robe of Stars, with an elegant face and handsome demeanor.
He was looking at them with a half-smile.
He showed no sign of life, appearing as if he were an empty void, or an ordinary mortal.
But when everyone saw it, they were all like sparrows looking up at a roc or ants seeing the blue sky, and they couldn't help but tremble with fear.
Han Qinhu, in particular, felt his heart pounding wildly, as if it were about to leap out of his chest. His hair stood on end, and he could vaguely see his "great-grandmother".
"Ahem, so it is the arrival of the Great Luo Dao Lord! We have failed to greet you properly, we deserve to die a thousand deaths!"
Han Qinhu bowed deeply, showing great respect, and his tone carried a genuine joy that even he himself believed.
"I am extremely fortunate to have the opportunity to see the face of the Daoist Lord. I am overjoyed."
If there has been any breach of etiquette, I humbly beg the Daoist Master's magnanimity to forgive me!
Bai Cang quietly looked at the person in front of him, the "old friend" who had once been someone he looked up to with great awe, but now bowed down to him with trepidation.
Yet, I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions, and my feelings were somewhat complicated.
Although Han Qinhu had long since degenerated from "Master Han" into "Little Beast Han".
However, the rivalry between the former master and disciple has never stopped.
Even before Han Qinhu went into seclusion, he probably had the thought, "I want to work hard in secret and then suppress the wicked disciple."
Now, more than a hundred years later, the two meet again, but they are no longer in the same world.
What was once a towering mountain to be revered has now become as insignificant as dust.
It's impossible for Bai Cang not to feel happy.
But it seems that I wasn't as happy or triumphant as I had imagined.
Bai Cang once fantasized about meeting Han Qinhu again, and asking him with a half-smile, "I'm standing right in front of you, do you think I still look a bit like I used to be?"
But now that we've actually met, I no longer have that thought at all.
No other reason than that Bai Cang was afraid he would scare Han Qinhu to death.
The difference between the two is too great, like a roc in the heavens compared to an ant in the earth.
Even if it was just a joke by Bai Cang, it could be an unbearable catastrophe for Han Qinhu.
"It's been years since I last saw you, and Master Han has changed quite a bit."
Bai Cang shook his head. "I still prefer your old, unruly self. Can you try to go back to that?"
Upon hearing this, Han Qinhu's face immediately turned bright red.
An indescribable sense of shame filled his heart.
If it were anyone else, Han Qinhu would have felt perfectly justified in sliding to his knees.
But this person turned out to be Bai Cang, his former "little apprentice".
How could Han Qinhu accept this?
Even more surprisingly, a thought involuntarily arose in his mind.
"If I hadn't been so eager for quick success and instant benefits, and hadn't rushed to condense a high-grade Dao foundation, would the outcome have been completely different?"
Only now does Han Qinhu realize what he missed back then.
But then he thought about it again and felt relieved.
Bai Cang's current achievements are certainly a result of the support from "Teacher Tianhe".
But if we were in each other's shoes, could I really reach that level?
A person should have self-awareness, and Han Qinhu's greatest strength was having a green tree.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have made the decisive move to "retire while the tide is high" and hadn't stubbornly pursued the ultimate Dao foundation.
To put it bluntly: Are there really any shortage of top-grade Dao foundations among the major Xuanmen sects?
But among the countless geniuses of the Xuanmen sect, and even the many Nascent Soul Dao Lords, how many can be compared to this one?
Acknowledging and accepting one's own mediocrity is also a form of "great wisdom".
Upon seeing this, Bai Cang couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia.
Why does this scene feel somewhat familiar?
Thinking this, Bai Cang immediately laughed and said, "Why is Master Han blushing? Is it because you are unwilling and regret not seizing the opportunity back then?"
Upon hearing this, Han Qinhu felt a chill run down his spine, his heartstrings tightening to the extreme.
Suddenly, a thought struck him: "I am so excited to see you, and my spirits are high."
"Then why did it turn yellow again?"
"I applied wax because it's cold!"
Seeing this familiar scene, Bai Cangyi suddenly felt great.
With just a thought, an invisible hand pressed Han Qinhu down onto the ground.
Then they scooped him up and arranged him in various shameful shapes in mid-air, effectively "publicly executing" him.
Then, with a half-smile, he said, "Well said, don't say it again next time."
"I was your apprentice back then, and you were my master. Now I'm giving you another chance to repay your kindness. What do you say?"
As they spoke, the invisible hand vanished into thin air.
Han Qinhu fell heavily to the ground, his internal organs felt as if they had been ruptured, and he was in excruciating pain all over his body.
"So, when he first met me, he was filled with such despair and frustration?"
Han Qinhu thought to himself, and forced himself to get up from the ground despite the excruciating pain. "Master, Great Luo Dao Lord, is that alright?"
"Haha, Master Han has become more humorous than before."
Bai Cang suddenly felt enlightened and couldn't help but burst into wild laughter, "As long as you dare to kneel down and become my disciple, why shouldn't I?"
Alright, alright, you're going to rebel against the Heavenly Generals, huh?
It has to be said that "Han Xiaochu" truly deserves to be his most like-minded "confidant".
Even their soft, thick skin is strikingly similar.
Since his debut as "Bai Dao Da Jun," his signature skill has been nothing more than seducing his eldest sister-in-law, his second sister-in-law, and his third sister-in-law.
No, it's not "hugging the thigh," it's "hugging the thigh," it's "hugging the thigh of your mother!"
From "Father Zhang" to "Teacher Sun", then to "Teacher Han" and "Teacher Tianhe".
How experienced is he in currying favor with powerful figures?!
Unexpectedly, "Master Han" has now learned his signature skills.
"Master, please accept my bow!"
Han Qinhu truly lived up to his reputation as a wolf-destroyer who had received Bai Cang's "true teachings".
Upon hearing this, he immediately turned over and knelt down without hesitation.
"It was just a joke, Master Han, why take it so seriously?"
With a flick of his sleeve, Bai Cang froze Han Qinhu in mid-air.
Then he said solemnly, "A teacher for a day is a teacher for life."
"In my heart, Teacher Han will always be Bai Cang's teacher, and there is no need for any further concerns!"
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