When Liu Feng and Jiu'er arrived at Wudang Mountain, the sun was setting.
The sunset glow on the horizon illuminated the seventy-two peaks of Wudang Mountain, making them appear as if they were edged with gold.
Before the mountain gate, figures arrived one after another, some were disciples from various sects, and some were rogue cultivators, all coming to pay their respects to Wudang.
"Uncle-Master Liu, you're back!" A sharp-eyed young disciple quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
Liu Feng nodded slightly and asked, "Is everything alright in the mountains?"
The disciple, beaming with pride, laughed and said, "Uncle-Master, you may not know this, but ever since Senior Brother Tongmiao broke through to the Qi Refining stage, Wudang Mountain has become famous, and fellow cultivators from all over the cultivation world have come to visit. In addition, with your profound cultivation and far-reaching reputation, Uncle-Master, Wudang Mountain is now a popular destination in the cultivation world."
Although Liu Feng disliked being ostentatious, he understood that the growing fame of Wudang Mountain would inevitably attract more attention, and even some unnecessary trouble.
He turned to look at Jiu'er and said softly, "Let's go see Senior Brother Shi Hong first. It's been a long time since we've seen him."
Jiu'er nodded in agreement, and the two of them stepped into the temple, passed through the bustling crowd, and headed straight for the meditation area on the back mountain.
Along the way, Liu Feng heard many fellow Daoists discussing the matter.
"I've heard that Fellow Daoist Tongmiao has broken through to the Qi Refining stage at such a young age. He's truly a prodigy!"
"That's right, and there's also that Fellow Daoist Liu Feng. It's said that his cultivation is unfathomable, and even some seniors praise him highly."
"Wudang Mountain is truly a place where talents emerge in great numbers. It seems that the landscape of the cultivation world is about to change in the future."
Liu Feng did not linger, but quickly walked through the crowd and arrived at a quiet courtyard.
This is Shi Hong's residence, where he is rarely disturbed.
There are several ancient pine trees in the courtyard. Their needles sway gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, which makes the place seem particularly serene.
As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Tong Miao sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard, seemingly waiting for him.
"Junior Uncle, you're back." Tong Miao stood up, a smile on his face.
Liu Feng nodded and sat down beside him: "It's been quite lively at the temple lately."
Tong Miao gave a wry smile: "To be honest, I'm not used to it. With so many fellow Daoists visiting all of a sudden, I feel a little uncomfortable. That's why I came to my master's place and said I was in seclusion."
Liu Feng patted him on the shoulder and said gently, "For those who cultivate, the focus is on cultivating their mind. The noise of the outside world is nothing but fleeting smoke; there's no need to pay too much attention to it."
Tong Miao nodded: "Junior Uncle is right. However, I always feel that these people's visit seems to have another purpose."
Liu Feng's gaze sharpened: "Oh? What did you discover?"
Tong Miao said in a low voice, "These past few days, I've noticed some fellow Daoists wandering around the temple, seemingly trying to find out something. They're especially interested in news about me and Junior Uncle."
Liu Feng pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "It seems that Wudang Mountain's reputation has soared, attracting the attention of some people. They are simply curious about how we broke through our cultivation levels. You need to be extra careful in your daily life."
Tong Miao nodded: "Don't worry, Junior Uncle, I understand."
As the two were talking, footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard. Liu Feng glanced to the side and a moment later, he saw a figure enter the courtyard.
The newcomer was dressed in a plain-colored Taoist robe, with an air of refinement and composure between his brows; it was none other than Shi Hong.
"Junior Brother Liu, Junior Sister Jiu'er, you've finally decided to come back." Shi Hong stood with a smile, his voice gentle and warm, carrying a rare sense of closeness.
Upon seeing this, Liu Feng smiled and said, "Senior brother, it's been a long time."
Shi Hong instructed Tong Miao, "Tong Miao, go brew a pot of good tea. Let's sit down and chat."
Tong Miao responded and went to fetch a pot of tea shortly after. The four of them sat around the stone table in the courtyard, the aroma of tea filling the air.
Shi Hong picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and slowly said, "Junior brother, what are your plans for this trip back home?"
Liu Feng replied, "I plan to meditate at Qingfeng Temple for a while and give some pointers on everyone's cultivation."
Shi Hong nodded: "That's excellent. Wudang Mountain's reputation has soared, but it has also brought a lot of trouble. With your profound cultivation, if you could stay and oversee things in the mountain, I would feel much more at ease."
Liu Feng said solemnly, "Don't worry, Senior Brother, I will protect the safety of Wudang."
Shi Hong sighed, a hint of worry in his eyes: "The cultivation world is ever-changing. Although Wudang Mountain is currently enjoying its glory, we must be wary of undercurrents. Recently, I have sensed some unusual signs, as if someone is spying on us in the dark."
Liu Feng frowned slightly: "What does Senior Brother mean?"
Shi Hong said in a low voice, "I suspect that someone has their eyes on the secret techniques passed down in Wudang Mountain, and may even have designs on Tong Miao and you."
A cold glint flashed in Liu Feng's eyes: "If anyone truly harbors ill intentions, I will certainly not stand idly by."
Shi Hong nodded: "With your words, I am relieved."
The four chatted for a while longer before it grew dark.
Liu Feng and Jiu'er got up to say goodbye and left the courtyard, returning to Qingfeng Temple as dusk fell.
Qingfeng Temple is located in a secluded valley in Wudang Mountain. It is a private place of cultivation and residence left by Master Zhang to Liu Feng, and it does not receive outsiders.
Surrounded by green mountains and clear waters, the mountain ranges form a natural barrier, completely isolating the hustle and bustle of the world, making it a perfect secluded place for spiritual cultivation.
Jiu'er returned to her residence with practiced ease, and her figure quickly disappeared into the night.
Liu Feng then went straight to the backyard.
As soon as he stepped into the backyard, a gentle figure gracefully greeted him; it was his wife, Yu Jingya.
She wore a moon-white long dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, like a water lily blooming in the night, graceful and moving.
Her face was as white as snow, and her eyes were like a pool of autumn water, shimmering with intelligence and gentleness.
Her long, glossy black hair fell smoothly down her back, held up with a simple jade hairpin, adding to her elegance.
"You're back," Yu Jingya said softly, her voice gentle and warm, filled with concern and joy.
"Yes, I'm back. The journey was a bit bumpy." Liu Feng nodded slightly, a happy smile on his face.
The two walked hand in hand into the inner room, which was simply and elegantly furnished. A wooden desk was placed in front of the window, with writing brushes, ink, paper, inkstones, and some cultivation classics on it.
Several calligraphy and paintings hang on the wall, all of which are masterpieces left by predecessors, exuding a simple and ancient charm.
Liu Feng took out the ancient and mysterious "Dragon and Phoenix Harmony Cultivation Method" from his pocket and gently placed it on the table.
The book's cover is bound in black silk, embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns in gold thread. The dragons and phoenixes appear lifelike and faintly glow in the candlelight.
Yu Jingya's gaze was instantly drawn to it, a hint of curiosity and shyness flashing in her eyes, her cheeks flushing slightly: "Is this the treasure you were looking for? It looks really extraordinary, this... can it really be that magical?"
Her words carried a hint of girlish shyness and anticipation.
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