"Open the Heavenly Pot!"
As Bai Cang's sleeves billowed, an invisible spatial force, like transparent silk threads, materialized out of thin air, weaving and swirling in the void.
Then, a phantom portal was drawn, standing in mid-air.
The celestial space, with its round heaven and square earth, was faintly visible behind the door.
However, Bai Cang did not rush to enter the Pot Heaven space. Instead, he closed his eyelids slightly and sensed the "Pot Heaven coordinates".
As the saying goes: "A universe is contained within a sleeve, and time is long within a pot."
After several attempts, Bai Cang realized that the flow of time in the Pot Heaven space was vastly different from that in the real world.
Moreover, it is not fixed and changes frequently. Whenever a living being enters it, it will cause a disruption in time.
He didn't want to waste his lifespan at such a young age.
"It really worked. It seems that the distance between Guobei County and Taiyin City has not exceeded the limit of the coordinates of Hutian."
Very quickly, Bai Cang sensed the location of the "coordinates of the Pot Heaven".
With a flick of his sleeve, another illusory portal appeared in the Pot Heaven space.
Then it overlaps with the illusory portal atop Mount Juyue, outlining a hazy, dreamlike image.
Suddenly, Bai Cang leaped forward and passed through the illusory portal.
My whole being seemed to have transformed into trillions of particles, or stretched into an indescribable form in the boundless space.
"Boom!"
In an instant, Bai Cang felt countless bizarre and fantastical scenes reflected before his eyes.
It's as if time and space have become distorted and overlapped at this moment.
Layers of darkness flashed past his eyes.
"boom!"
I don't know how much time has passed.
It felt like a thousand years, yet also like a fleeting moment.
Bai Cang opened his eyes again, and there he was, leaping out of the boundless void.
As far as the eye could see, there were lights from thousands of homes, and all sorts of familiar scenes came into view.
"Using the coordinates of the Pot Heaven as the center, can I freely choose any location within a ten-mile radius?"
"In that case, there's no need to worry about anyone guarding the coordinates of the Pot Heaven and ambushing me!"
Despite the dizziness and discomfort, Bai Cang released his divine sense, which spread downwards like mercury over the ground, enveloping the Sanyin Temple below.
In just a moment, the entire scene of the Three Yin Temple was reflected in his mind.
Sun Hongbo had already advanced to the rank of "Qi Refining Immortal Master" and was in his residence, fiddling with a small wooden cauldron, tirelessly working on his "buttock pill".
Jiao Ci, meanwhile, was facing the lamplight, rapidly calculating with his abacus, as if he were reconciling accounts.
Zhang He, however, was in his own courtyard, fondling several objects with great interest, a menacing tiger-headed longsword hanging at his waist.
Bai Cang recognized it at a glance: it was the Three Protection Pills, the Three Purification Talismans, and the Qi Cultivation Ritual, among other matching talismans. Moreover, Zhang He's cultivation level was already very close to the standard for entering the Dao and cultivating Qi.
The meditation room of the Three Yin Abbot was empty, yet it was kept in perfect order and spotless, as if it were waiting for someone to move in at any time.
"Junior Brother Yu is indeed a smart man; he handled it properly."
Seeing this, Bai Cang chuckled and his figure fell like a shooting star towards the quiet meditation room.
At the same time, with a thought, Jiao Ci, Zhang He, and Sun Hongbo heard a familiar voice.
"Come to the quiet room immediately to see me!"
Two sets of breathing exercises and two low-grade ritual implements were enough to make Sun Hongbo and Zhang He extremely grateful and satisfied.
But it won't cross Bai Cang's bottom line, and it won't make him feel uncomfortable about being forced to do favors.
Yu Canghai's work style can be seen from this; he focuses on being meticulous and persuasive.
"Bang, bang, bang."
Bai Cang had just landed from the sky and was sitting upright in the grand chair in the main hall of the quiet room when a few light knocks came from outside the door, interrupting his thoughts.
"Come in!"
With a flick of his sleeve, Bai Cang swung his robe, and the main hall of the quiet room swung open wide.
Sun Hongbo, Zhang He, and Jiao Ci had already arrived together.
"We pay our respects to the Abbot!"
As soon as they entered, the three of them knelt down on the ground.
It's unclear whether Yu Canghai told them something.
At this moment, Sun Hongbo and the other two, beneath their respectful demeanor, concealed an indescribable sense of awe.
"Master, Godfather, what are you doing?"
With his white robes billowing, Pei Ran helped the three of them up. "What abbot or not abbot? It's all just empty fame and glory."
"Without your support, how could I, Bai Cang, be where I am today?"
"Today I'm visiting my family, so let's focus on our friendship, not our social status."
As Bai Cang's cultivation level and status increased, the gap between him and Sun Hongbo and Zhang He widened.
He no longer needs these "empty titles" and rules to maintain his authority.
His will is the "divine will" of the entire Sanyin Temple.
But that's precisely why Bai Cang doesn't want to put on airs or act like a superior.
As the saying goes: Deep affection for an old sword!
As his cultivation level and strength increased, it became increasingly difficult for him to encounter elders like "Master Sun" and "Father Zhang," who, despite their scheming, were genuinely kind to him.
One can glean some insight from Han Qinhu's behavior.
Although both were "clinging to the coattails" of Bai Cang, Han Qinhu's heart was ten or even a hundred times colder and harder than theirs, and his actions were even more ruthless and domineering.
Before Bai Cang demonstrated sufficient talent and potential, Han Qinhu never considered Bai Cang's feelings or situation when making decisions.
From this perspective, "Uncle Han" is not even worthy of carrying shoes for "Master Sun" or "Father Zhang".
Therefore, how could Bai Cang not cherish this rare friendship?
"It's rare that the abbot still remembers us old folks. How dare we act arrogantly because of our age?"
Sun Hongbo's eyes held a gratified smile, but he dared not show the slightest negligence on his face.
Zhang He also said, "Things are different now. It's already commendable that the abbot remembers me. We would never dare to take advantage of him."
"Please, Abbot, do not bring up the matter of your godfather again!"
Seeing this, Bai Cang couldn't help but sigh: There's no going back!
Even if he sincerely wanted to treat "Master Sun" and "Father Zhang" as elders, they dared not accept it due to the difference in their cultivation and status.
If we force them, it will only make them feel terrified and live in constant fear.
Old friends change so easily, yet people say it's the old friends' hearts that are fickle!
Bai Cang sighed, but on the surface he remained calm and chatted with the "old couple" with a smile.
However, the two remained reserved, adhering to the duties and respect of "subordinates."
Bai Cang also felt disheartened and immediately looked at Jiao Ci.
"Abbot, these are the temple's recent account books. Would you like to take a look?"
Jiao Ci held the account book with utmost respect, even showing a hint of fear.
After all, he didn't have the same relationship as Sun Hongbo and Zhang He, and his relationship with Bai Cang could only be described as average.
The fact that Yu Canghai came to deliver the letter but only paid attention to the "old couple" and didn't even glance at him reveals some clues.
If it weren't for the fact that Jiao Fei and Bai Cang still had some ties to him, he doubted whether he could have survived that great purge.
Bai Cang thought the same way, and his attitude towards Jiao Ci was somewhat lukewarm.
If it weren't for the sake of his nominal brother Jiao Fei, wait, Jiao Fei?
Suddenly, Bai Cang had an idea, a flash of inspiration that struck him like a bolt from the blue, leaving him utterly stunned.
"Uncle Jiao is also an elder, there's no need to be so formal!"
Bai Cang stood up and quickly helped Jiao Ci up, saying with a smile, "Where is my brother Jiao Fei? Why hasn't he come to catch up with me?"
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