Thinking of this, Ning Yue also felt melancholy.
At first, when Linghu Lan said she would take her to Baiyun Temple, she was somewhat resistant, but now she was vaguely looking forward to it and wanted to get there as soon as possible.
It's better than being trapped in this body, no matter what. In any case, she has a clear conscience this time.
Ning Yue's mind conjured up Meng Zhuo's face; she wondered how he was doing.
Ning Yue sighed silently and continued to cultivate by drawing circles inside Qiu Xiang's body.
With such eager thoughts and feelings, the two people and three souls finally arrived at Baiyun Temple at a leisurely pace.
At the foot of Baiyun Temple.
Looking at the vast blue sky and lush green trees, and listening to the calls of unknown birds, Qiu Xiang thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Grandma, it doesn't matter if we have to get married. We can just find someone we both like, right?"
Linghu Lan glanced at Qiu Xiang silently.
Qiu Xiang sighed, "Grandma, I know I'm being silly by saying this, but if Miss Ning really wants to take my body, there's nothing I can do. Rather than worrying about things that haven't happened yet, it's better to live happily every day now."
These remarks immediately made Linghu Lan think more highly of Qiu Xiang, showing her very open-minded attitude.
Linghu Lan withdrew her gaze from Qiu Xiang and looked at the Baiyun Temple on the mountain, with its white walls and green tiles, which was as picturesque as an ink painting. She calmly said, "From now on, don't call me 'Grandma,' call me Miss Lan!"
"Huh? Grandma, why is that?" Qiu Xiang asked, puzzled.
Linghu Lan smiled and said, "Grandma was just fooling Master Wang. Do you want to be fooled by me too?"
Qiu Xiang: "..."
The two set off towards the mountain.
When we reached the middle of the mountain, we met the disciples of Baiyun Temple.
The disciple had met Linghu Lan before and knew that the distinguished guest in his temple had a very good relationship with the person in front of him. He bowed to Linghu Lan and then hurriedly turned around and went up the mountain to report.
Before long, many people came down from Baiyun Temple, and the one leading them was a bouncy young boy.
He walked briskly on the bluestone path, his joy evident in his every word, and Linghu Lan couldn't help but smile.
When Li Ye saw Linghu Lan, he jumped up and waved to her. "Why are you here? I regretted not being able to see you last night. I was just thinking of seeing you today, and here you are. We were thinking the same thing."
Linghu Lan felt a surge of joy. The young Li Ye was excessively adorable, and his sweet nothings were filled with a unique innocence that made him exceptionally endearing.
Linghu Lan waved and quickly walked towards Li Ye.
Li Ye was followed by more than a dozen Taoist priests, one of whom was Qi Wuhe.
Qi Wuhe stared at Linghu Lan with a livid face.
He had a premonition that with this woman's arrival at the temple, his Baiyun Temple was about to be thrown into turmoil.
Not long after.
Li Ye finally reached Linghu Lan. He grabbed Linghu Lan's hands, beaming with joy as if seeing someone very close to him. He smiled and said, "Now that you're here, are you not leaving?"
Qi Wuhe bowed to Linghu Lan.
Linghu Lan ignored his dark face and smiled at Li Ye, saying, "The house of Master Wang in town has caught fire, and I really have nowhere to live now, so I have no choice but to come to you for help. Will you take me in?"
“Of course!” Li Ye readily agreed.
Qi Wuhe's expression changed; things were really about to change at Baiyun Temple.
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