A green ocean stretches out like a giant green umbrella, and hidden within this green umbrella lies a little-known valley.
This valley cannot even be found on a map.
There are rows of small wooden houses here.
There wasn't a soul in sight before.
But today, people from various sects have gathered here to participate in the Taoist Dharma Assembly.
The place was bustling with noise.
And at this moment.
The voices of the master and his apprentice could be heard coming from a small wooden house.
"I say, disciple, you just disappeared like that. Aren't you afraid that Ye family brat will worry?"
"Old Taoist, if you don't speak, I won't think you're mute."
"Your apprentice's temper has gotten worse in just a few days."
Su Ya glanced at Master Changqing.
After leaving that day, Suya took the earliest flight back to China.
I did not go to Kyoto.
Instead, they went to the nearest city.
He also concealed his whereabouts.
Then I contacted Master Changqing.
Tell him to come to this place to find him when he goes to the Taoist Dharma Assembly.
She also told Master Changqing that he must not reveal her information to a third person, otherwise he would disown her as his master.
Su Ya was tricked into coming here by Daoist Changqing.
If an apprentice no longer recognizes his master, that's more serious than anything else.
I made up an excuse to go on a trip.
Then, three days later, Master Changqing finally got rid of the people Su Ya had arranged for him.
That's why he came looking for his apprentice.
He brought his disciples to participate in Taoist rituals.
They traveled by plane, by car, and on foot.
Passing through a black hole.
Only then did I arrive at this paradise.
Suya never expected that there was such a beautiful place here.
Once inside the valley, there is no cell phone signal.
Therefore, it cannot contact the outside world.
After issuing the invitation, these people arranged for Master Changqing and her disciple to stay in the small wooden house.
The cabin is just an ordinary cabin.
Those who cultivate themselves don't adhere to such strict rules.
Meals are provided here.
It wasn't particularly delicious, but it wasn't particularly bad either.
Anyway, Suya isn't someone who cares too much about food.
Master Changqing is even less so.
In the past, when the Taoist temple was poor, it even had to beg for alms.
So it's not a big deal.
"Old Taoist, who organized all these people in this place?"
"this……"
Why can't I say?
"It's not that I can't talk about it, it's a long story."
"Then let's get to the point."
This cheap master is usually quite good, but the position of sect leader has already been handed over to her, although it's no longer in her hands now, having been transferred to her own disciple.
But it seems this old Taoist priest has been hiding many things from her.
For example, today's Dharma assembly.
If the old Taoist hadn't brought her here, she wouldn't have known that such a place existed in this era.
I've been here for a few days now.
Su Ya glanced around and saw that the participants in the Taoist assembly included not only monks, nuns, Taoist priests, and members of the Beggars' Sect, but also a shaman with chicken feet and a horse-riding shaman. There were over a hundred people from various well-known sects, with bizarre names like the Tianqing Sect and the Tianyan Sect. Ironically, none of the more reputable sects—Shaolin Temple, Quanzhen Sect, Wudang Sect, Huashan Sect, and Emei Sect—were present.
This is even stranger.
Suya knew a little about this chicken-foot shaman; she was said to be able to ward off disasters and misfortunes, and could even act as a medium, possess spirits, and communicate between the dead and the living. Anyway, it was quite magical.
Su Ya remembered that Bai Xiao had shown her a news article online about a family in a certain village whose child had died for unknown reasons. In order to find evidence, the family went to a shaman named Chicken Feet to try to get the spirit of their son to possess them and tell them the truth about the family's death.
They actually managed to find out the answer, and the case was eventually solved.
Su Ya listened to it briefly and then moved on.
Unexpectedly, I actually met one right in front of me.
Moreover, this chicken-footed witch doctor usually doesn't live long.
It's said that too many secrets of heaven have been revealed.
The shaman with chicken feet who participated in the Taoist ritual was about 30 years old, with a grayish complexion, perhaps because she had been dealing with the spirits of the dead for many years.
Therefore, it carries a sense of death.
Suya didn't know why she could sense the death aura.
Perhaps it's because he learned weather-related magic.
Despite not being very famous, Master Changqing has quite a few acquaintances.
After he arrived here, many people greeted him.
However, Master Changqing was also arrogant.
When others greet him, he doesn't even bother to nod.
No wonder the Tianqing Sect was reduced to the point where they were almost begging for food.
Given Master Changqing's appearance, who would want to talk to him?
The shaman with chicken feet knew this, but the goddess Suya did not.
Could it be that a horse can possess someone?
"Old Taoist, what does 'immediate god' mean?"
"That? Actually, it should be called 'Mountain God,' but these people claim to be sent from the heavens, so they call themselves 'Mountain Gods.'"
"So the literal meaning is that the horse can really possess you."
"Pah, they're just a bunch of charlatans, they have absolutely no skills."
Master Changqing said disdainfully.
Su Ya had never seen Master Changqing like this before.
Could it be that this old Taoist priest has a grudge against the God of Horses?
What kind of grudge could two sects that don't even know each other have?
"Old Taoist, can you tell me now why you asked me to attend this Taoist ceremony?"
Master Changqing only told Su Ya that he was going to take her to a place, but he didn't tell her what they were going to do there.
Why did we come?
Since Suya had nothing else to do, she came.
Moreover, she doesn't know how to face Ye Qinchuan right now.
"It's nothing, I just brought you here to broaden your horizons and let you know that there are always people more capable than you."
"It's that simple?"
Su Ya didn't believe it.
"I'm your master, why would I lie to you?"
"I hope you're not lying to me. If you are, you know what the consequences will be. Don't blame me for disowning you as my cheap master then."
After listening to Master Changqing's words, Su Ya said quietly.
Master Changqing...
Oh dear, is it easy for him to take on an apprentice?
Unexpectedly, the disciple passed on the position of sect leader after serving for less than a few hours.
He can't even show off if he wants to.
Now look what's happened! The apprentice is actually threatening his master.
Master Changqing glanced at his cheap disciple.
He finally spoke up.
What else can we do?
He himself recognized this apprentice.
Even if you're crying, you have to keep going.
"It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that I don't know either. We get together at this time every year to show off to each other."
"Showing off to each other?"
Suya grasped the key point.
"They all say that my Tianqing Sect is too poor and won't be able to recruit any disciples in the future."
"So you wanted to bring me here to slap them in the face."
"In that case, you can just find any apprentice. Why do you have to choose me?"
Su Ya disagreed, saying that they said they didn't have any apprentices, but they didn't say what kind of apprentices they had to find.
"How can that be? My Tianqing Sect's disciples cannot be chosen casually. Moreover, not just anyone can become my disciple."
"Master Changqing said arrogantly."
Su Ya seemed to be deep in thought.
Holding such a wasteful and exhausting gathering every year, just to show off to each other, sounds so absurd.
Isn't this a waste of resources and manpower? Su Ya wouldn't have believed it unless she saw it with her own eyes; she would never have imagined that even in today's harmonious society, there would still be beggar gangs.
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