"What are you standing there for? Come in and talk!"
The main hall's doors were wide open, and it gradually began to shine.
Bai Cang quickly got up, took a few steps forward, and stepped into the hall.
Looking up, one can see a magnificent painting deep within the main hall, depicting a scene of stars stretching across the sky.
Two figures stood side by side above the Milky Way, looking down from their lofty heights.
The man on the left was as slender as a sword, with a yellow face and short beard. His sleeves fluttered, and a yellow gourd hung from his waist. His eyes sparkled like a river of stars.
The person on the right has a graceful figure, delicate features, and exquisite eyebrows and eyes, dressed in white that is as white as snow.
Simply nestled beside the former, it exudes a gentle and graceful aura, like a clear spring flowing over rocks, or a small stream accompanying a magnificent galaxy, not overshadowing the former, yet possessing a strong presence.
Especially her ethereal and otherworldly demeanor, which made her seem like a celestial being descended to earth, or a fairy descending to earth.
In a moment of distraction, there was no painting of a starry sky, but just a huge long scroll with the words "Heaven and Earth" written on it.
The two people standing side by side under the long banner looked unchanged, only more real.
Seeing this, how could Bai Cang not know the identities of these two people?
He immediately and subconsciously wanted to "bow down," but suddenly felt that the air in front of him was like an impenetrable wall, making it impossible to bow down.
He could only bow slightly and greet his master with clasped hands, saying, "Disciple Bai Cang pays respects to Grandmaster, True Lord!"
In any case, we must preserve the title of "Daojun's disciple and grand-disciple".
We must hold on to this golden elephant leg, which is as thick as the Five Sacred Mountains, no matter what!
As for True Lord Lilong, Bai Cang originally wanted to call her "Grandmaster's Wife" or "Grandmaster's Grandmother," but after thinking about it, neither was appropriate. So he simply separated her from "Grandmaster" and called her "True Lord" alone.
"Good, good boy, you are a clever one."
Unexpectedly, this little scheme pleased True Lord Li Long quite a bit. He smiled slightly, giving off an air of dignity and elegance. "Congratulations, Master. You've lost a worthless disciple but gained a fine grand-disciple!"
Upon hearing this, Tianhe's "Grandmaster" paused slightly, and he could only silently suppress the words he had prepared.
However, he made no attempt to hide his displeasure, and immediately groaned, "He looks like a good guy, but who knows when he'll reveal his true colors?"
"Xiao Han looked good back then, but now he's grown into a deformed and ugly person."
"I think this kid is exactly the same as Xiao Han back then. They're both audacious bastards, only with better talent, wilder minds, and even greater courage. They're both unruly idiots!"
Holy crap! Just now when you were making fun of Han Xiaochu, you kept calling me "Little White," and now you've become "Han Xiaochu the Second," right?
Even Britney Spears couldn't transform into Mrs. Cow as quickly as you. Did you study face-changing techniques in Sichuan?
You deserve to have found a "gentle little tyrannosaurus from Sichuan"! You truly deserve this blessing!
Bai Cang instinctively wanted to complain, but after a moment he quickly suppressed his wandering thoughts, extinguished all distractions, and left only the two thoughts: "I deserve to die" and "I worship my master."
Then, with a flick of his wrist, jade cups as large as water vats flew out one by one. "Disciple congratulates Grandmaster, you are about to attain the Dao and realize your primordial spirit!"
Flattery will get you everywhere, and politeness is never a bad thing.
After much thought, Bai Cang realized that he had nothing else to offer besides "filial piety."
"Little Bai Cang is a good child, sir, please don't frighten him."
Seeing this, True Lord Lilong smiled and with a wave of his sleeve, the eight hundred jade bowls, each the size of a water vat, vanished into thin air.
Only the lingering, rich aroma of wine highlighted Venerable Tianhe's slightly gloomy, or more accurately, somewhat embarrassed and angry face.
What does this mean? Who wants to drink this stuff? Who needs to drink this stuff?
Why did you have to give this piece of junk?
And you're sending eight hundred jars at once? What are you implying? Who are you looking down on?
Venerable Tianhe remained silent for a long time before muttering in a barely audible voice, as soft as a mosquito's buzz:
“What good child would spend all day in Pingkangfang, always fussing over these junks? Madam, you’re just too kind-hearted.”
Having said that, he stared at Bai Cang with an unfriendly expression, "Tell me, how should I punish you for disrespecting your elders?"
Bai Cang looked puzzled and asked, "Please forgive my ignorance, but I don't know what you mean by that, Master?"
You are my "dear and great grandmaster," otherwise I would definitely slander you.
What disrespect for elders? That's simply not true.
Who doesn't know me, "Master Bai Xiaodao"? I am the most "respectful to teachers and valuing the Tao", and I am famous for "kindness between teachers and filial piety between students", "filial piety that makes people laugh", and "filial piety that moves heaven".
Don't believe me? Ask those eight hundred jars of "Nourishing Life Wine" and see if they agree.
Upon hearing this, Venerable Tianhe's face darkened. He simply rolled up his sleeves, and the scene at the entrance of Tianhe Temple was reflected in the image.
The green-robed Taoist priest, who resembled a giant tortoise, stood in stark contrast to the bewilderment, confusion, and innocence on Bai Cang's face.
"Oh, so that's what you meant."
Upon seeing this, Bai Cang suddenly realized what was happening and scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, saying, "I thought it was a watchdog!"
"If a watchdog doesn't guard the door but barks wildly at its owner, isn't that going against the natural order?"
After saying that, Bai Cang bowed deeply with "sincere sincerity," saying, "It turns out that I misunderstood my master. I thought that my master's disciples didn't accept garbage."
"It is because my disciple is too narrow-minded and does not understand the kindness of our master and the great love to save all living beings. I beg our master to punish me!"
Before he could finish speaking, True Lord Lilong couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She was used to the timid and subservient people under her tutelage, but she had never seen someone as "interesting" as Bai Cang.
Even a "rebellious disciple" like Han Qinhu trembled with fear before Venerable Tianhe, not daring to even breathe loudly.
How can anyone be as interesting as Bai Cang, a daring and quick-witted little devil?
However, upon seeing Venerable Tianhe's dark face, True Lord Lilong quickly stopped laughing.
Men should maintain some dignity in public.
However, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth into a smile: she was professionally trained, and no matter how funny it was, she wouldn't laugh out loud easily.
Unless you absolutely can't resist!
There's no way around it, Bai Cang's mouth and his words are just too nasty!
According to him, wouldn't the dignified Tianhe Temple have become a "garbage dump"?
"Alright, sir, stop teasing Little White Cang. Look how scared you've made him. He's started talking nonsense."
Upon hearing this, Venerable Tianhe's face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a gentle tug on the hem of his robe.
He only caught a glimpse of Li Long Zhenjun out of the corner of his eye, and saw her stretching out her fair and delicate hand, pinching the hem of his clothes and swaying it back and forth, with a barely perceptible tenderness and flattery on her face.
Seeing this scene.
The Venerable Tianhe, who had intended to teach Bai Cang a lesson, suddenly softened his heart: his wife was always dignified and elegant, and had never acted so childishly before.
Fine, fine, let's just consider it a bargain for this little bastard!
"You only have one chance to ask me three questions!"
[I am deeply grateful to the amazing "Little Fanhan Who Loves Winter Melon and Vermicelli," and I bow my head in gratitude, begging for a free gift.]
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