Dugu Baiyue exchanged a glance with him, suppressed their doubts, and sat down calmly in the void without being pretentious.
Seeing how cheerful the two were, Jiang Mu laughed heartily.
"Since you two are so open and honest, aren't you afraid I might resort to some tricks?"
Dugu Jiansheng and Baiyue were in high spirits, seemingly unaffected by anything.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang's cultivation is unfathomable; how could he resort to such despicable means? Your enthusiasm is too much for us to bear."
Dugu Jiansheng was the first to drink a cup of tea. The tea had a slightly bitter taste, which turned into a cool sensation as it entered his body and spread throughout his limbs and bones.
"Excellent tea!"
Dugu Jiansheng praised without reservation: "Drinking this tea regularly can slowly improve one's foundation and refresh the mind; it is truly a rare find!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mu smiled.
"I don't have much of this tea in stock, otherwise I could give you two some."
Dugu Sword Saint also laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, there's no need to be so polite. After all, we're still enemies. If we take your tea, should we hold back or not?"
Jiang Mu waved his hand, seeing that the two of them did not seem anxious at all, clearly demonstrating excellent self-control and composure, so he stopped testing them.
"I observe that you two fellow cultivators have not cultivated for many years, yet you have achieved such accomplishments. You are truly extraordinary talents. May I ask which sect you belong to?"
"To be honest, we both come from the Gold and Silver Sect. As for this sect, it was just something you casually mentioned while you were having fun."
"Young master? May I ask your name?"
Bai Yue bowed respectfully to the void, then solemnly declared, "My young master is named Meng Fan, a banished immortal from the mortal realm, a true divine being!"
Seeing that his expression seemed genuine, Jiang Mu asked with great curiosity, "Oh! A banished immortal from the mortal realm? Why have I never heard of such a person?"
Dugu Sword Saint chuckled and shook his head: "What scenery lies above the deep sky? Why does the sun and moon alternate? Where do people come from, and where do they go after death?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mu's eyes flickered, and he understood the meaning behind the words.
"It is my concern. There are so many things in the world that one cannot explore them even in a lifetime. It is enough to do what one should do."
Bai Yue took the last sip of tea and said, "As the Supreme Elder of the Ziwei Sect, Fellow Daoist Jiang has already shown us great courtesy by inviting us for tea. Let's see who has the real skill next."
Seeing that Bai Yue didn't want to reveal anything more, Jiang Mu smiled wryly and said, "Fellow Daoists, please don't be impatient. I really didn't mean to fight you two."
"Oh? It seems we were mistaken. Please correct us."
Jiang Mu slowly said, "I have cultivated a magical technique called the Qi Observation Technique. Although it has no offensive power, it can see things that others cannot see, such as the fortunes of the two of you."
Dugu Baiyue and his companion were also intrigued and asked, "Could you explain this more clearly, fellow Daoist?"
Jiang Mu had no objection, but said with surprise, "I observe that everyone in your Gold and Silver Sect has a dragon-like fortune. The intertwined fortunes of each person seem to originate from the same source. I have lived for more than two thousand years and have never seen anyone with such prosperous fortune. Today, I see that everyone in your Gold and Silver Sect is like this. It must be thanks to that Young Master Meng."
The two were surprised to hear this, not expecting that this old Taoist Jiang would have such a secret technique. They thought that the young master would be very interested.
Jiang Mu spoke without reservation; when he first arrived here and saw the people of the Gold and Silver Gate, his heart was filled with turbulent waves.
In his knowledge, the strongest fortune he had ever seen was as thick as a river, unlike the fortune of the people in the Gold and Silver Sect, which was as turbulent as the sea. When they intertwined, they transformed into golden dragons of fortune. If any one of them could achieve that ethereal shattering, let alone everyone in the Gold and Silver Sect!
Even as one of the world's top experts, he wouldn't dare offend someone with such good fortune. To put it nicely, he wanted to discuss the Dao with them and form a good relationship; to put it bluntly, he just wanted to curry favor with them!
The three chatted amiably, unaffected by the chilling winds that surrounded them. Even the rising steam from the tea remained unaffected by the winds.
The conversation lasted for three hours. Although Jiang Mu had some cultivation at the half-step broken stage, Bai Yue and Dugu Jiansheng's Dao hearts were no less than his.
The three discussed philosophy for a long time, finding themselves increasingly compatible. If the occasion hadn't been inappropriate, they would have all considered becoming sworn brothers with the two.
"I wonder if I, this old Taoist, would have the honor of meeting Young Master Meng?"
Dugu Jiansheng and Baiyue had also benefited greatly from Jiang Mu, so they couldn't refuse him when he asked.
"I will inform the young master of your meaning, fellow Daoist. As for whether the young master wishes to see you, there is nothing we can do about it."
"Of course, of course. Young Master Meng's cultivation is profound, and he must be constantly comprehending the Great Dao. I, an old Daoist, would not want to disturb him."
Upon hearing this, the two secretly curled their lip. Comprehending the Great Dao? Meng Fan must be surrounded by beauties right now.
Of course, he dared not say this aloud, but he did suggest, "Fellow Daoist, you do not need to go through us to see my young master. I'm sure you can find out by asking around about my Gold and Silver Sect when you get back!"
"Oh? Fellow Daoist, is it inconvenient for you to speak plainly?"
Dugu Jiansheng smiled without saying a word, feigning profundity.
It's not that he's uncomfortable saying it, it's that I'm embarrassed to tell him the truth. Should I tell him to go back and prepare the money, the more the better?
Let Jiang Mu experience it for himself; whether he can come up with these ideas is up to fate.
Jiang Mu was very curious about Dugu Jiansheng's attitude, but since Dugu Jiansheng didn't say anything, he couldn't say anything more.
"In that case, let's go down now. My Ziwei Sect will not pursue the matter of Juechenzi. You two can leave with peace of mind."
"Could you, fellow Daoist, make the decision?"
"Of course."
He was one of the three Supreme Elders of the Ziwei Sect, with a cultivation level of half a step into the Shattered Realm. Today, he came here on a whim, feeling that there was an opportunity.
The three chatted for a while longer, agreed to continue later, and then flew down.
More than three hours had passed by this time, and the four patriarchs of the Ji Yuan Empire had long since woken up. It was unknown what the four patriarchs had said to them, but at this moment, the five of them were having a lively discussion with Chu Di and the others.
"Young Master Chu's words have enlightened us and cleared our minds!"
"Not at all, senior. We became friends through a fight. I hope to look after Ji Yuan as I travel the world in the future."
"Of course, of course. Your sect is full of talented people. The five of us have benefited greatly from this discussion."
"That's right, that's right. Fellow Daoist Zhang Sanfeng has great insights into the art of formations. Every word he says is insightful and has given me a lot of understanding."
"Fellow Daoist Dugu and Fellow Daoist Yan Chixia's understanding of swordsmanship is no less than that of us Heavenly Realm cultivators. Their talent is truly rare in the world!"
“Let’s learn from each other and make progress together. In our spare time, we will sit down with Ji Yuan and the five of you to discuss philosophy. It would be a wonderful thing.”
...
Getting back to the main point, Jueyangzi and the other two saw their own Supreme Master and the two from the Golden and Silver Sect descend one after another. Although they were puzzled by the fact that the three of them did not seem to be fighting, they did not dare to ask any further questions.
Just as they were about to step forward, a loud shout came from a great distance.
"Who dares to kill my son?"
Jiang Mu's face darkened upon hearing this; Old Man Feng had arrived!
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