Ji Lu wanted to personally escort Jiang Yuan back, but Jiang Yuan refused.
Jiang Yuan habitually hailed a taxi, dragged her heavy and tired body into the car, and parted ways with Ji Lü and the others.
She was exhausted.
I could fall asleep at any moment.
My body, which had just recovered, began to weaken again because of the various things that happened that night.
It seems she needs to do more divination and accumulate more merit.
"Master Jiang looks very tired. Is she really alright?" Xiang Xinyang asked worriedly as the car slowly drove away.
"The master said it's alright, so it should be alright," the purple-robed Taoist priest replied, while tidying up the remaining talismans on his body.
He prepared five hundred talismans, as well as various consecrated and nurtured magical artifacts that had been kept for many years.
Overnight, only one of the five hundred talismans remained. The other one was given to him by Master Jiang, and the other magical artifacts were also destroyed.
The losses were devastating.
Of course, it wasn't without its gains; he seemed to have grasped something.
His master once said that he lacked comprehension and would never grow up by his side.
Let him go out and explore the world; perhaps there will be a benefactor outside who can help him gain enlightenment.
I'll go back someday after I've figured something out.
He was away from his master for thirteen years. At first, he made money by doing odd jobs and moved around to different cities. Later, he found that live streaming was a good business, so he went back to his old profession. At first, he performed consecration for people, then he did feng shui for people, and finally he became a fortune teller.
Although he was a bit mediocre and not as skilled as his master, he could still fool and coax customers who came to him for feng shui consultations or fortune telling.
As long as you say some ambiguous things and let the customers imagine it themselves, they will feel that he is accurate and accurate, and they will be willing to give him money.
Over the years, he has made a lot of money by live-streaming fortune telling, and even bought a house in the city. Many people also call him a "divine master".
He had both money and fame.
But he gradually forgot why he left his master's side in the first place.
If it weren't for yesterday, he probably wouldn't have remembered his real name and would have thought he was the Purple-Robed Celestial Master, having lost his way in the Dao.
Yesterday, while fighting the evil spirits, he regretted coming in with them and only wanted to escape.
But when he turned back and saw that the place was filled with foul air, he felt only anger.
Turbid air.
Only the dead have foul air on their bodies.
The foul air in that place was so perceptible that even those without the ability to see clearly could sense it, which shows...
How many people have died in that room!
That was the house of Mr. Yi. Mr. Yi lived there, and his descendants also lived there.
Apart from the Yi family, no one else lived in that courtyard. Even President Ji had to go to great lengths to persuade the descendants of the Yi family to agree to lend out the house.
What does this tell us?
illustrate……
Many people in the Yi family have died.
Those spirits lingered in the Yi family home, unwilling to leave because of their resentment, so the surrounding area was filled with turbid air.
The turbid air is so potent that it can nurture poisonous insects, which shows that this phenomenon didn't occur overnight.
Rather, it is accumulated over many years, gradually becoming more and more abundant.
Thinking about it more deeply.
Perhaps, Master Yi was not as the legend suggests.
Perhaps he should re-examine the issue with his own eyes instead of believing the rumors.
"It's rare to hear you praise Master Jiang." Xiang Xinyang looked at the purple-robed Celestial Master with surprise.
Recalling yesterday, from the moment he met Master Jiang, he kept belittling her and saying things that showed his disdain for her.
Now they're praising Master Jiang.
That's strange, really strange.
"I am not exaggerating, but stating the facts."
"The first evil spirit was powerful, but the second one was clearly even more powerful, yet Master Jiang was able to defeat them without sustaining any damage."
The purple-robed celestial master glanced at Xiang Xinyang and replied.
Even if his master came in person, he couldn't do that.
"I thought you would abandon us and run away, but I didn't expect you to come back. I'm quite impressed."
“Master Jiang said there was a formation in this house, which you broke. It’s clear you have some skills. I won’t call you a charlatan anymore.”
"However, calling you Purple Robe seems a bit strange."
“I’d call you Celestial Master, but I feel you don’t quite meet the standards.”
"Tell me, what should I call you from now on?"
Xiang Xinyang rubbed his chin, looking at the purple-robed celestial master in front of him with a puzzled expression.
"From now on, there will be no more Purple-Robed Celestial Masters in the world, only Li Chengdao. If Miss Xiang does not mind, you may call me Daoist Li." The Purple-Robed Celestial Master was not angry after hearing Xiang Xinyang's words. Instead, he calmly bowed to Xinyang and gave his real name.
His name is Li Chengdao.
He is not called the Purple-Robed Celestial Master.
He is truly unworthy of the title "Purple-Robed Celestial Master".
He encountered evil spirits and fled the scene; how can he be considered a Celestial Master?
Xiang Xinyang looked at the purple-robed Celestial Master.
She felt that he had become much more refined and pleasing to the eye, unlike the annoying person she used to be.
“Master Li must have had a hard night too, I’ll take you home.” Upon hearing this, Ji Lü understood what the purple-robed celestial master meant, and immediately changed his address to Master Li.
The purple-robed Taoist priest shook his head, "President Ji, you're too kind. I didn't do much yesterday; it was Master Jiang who worked hard."
"I am truly unworthy to accept this payment, so please, Mr. Ji, give all the funds to Master Jiang."
"I have other matters to attend to, so I won't trouble you, Mr. Ji, to see me off."
The purple-robed celestial master spoke.
Before Ji Lü could speak, the purple-robed celestial master also turned and left.
He needs to clear out all his assets here and all the money he has, and then...
He returned to his master's side to seek enlightenment and cultivate himself.
"This Taoist priest Li is actually a pretty good person," Xiang Xinyang praised, watching the purple-robed Taoist priest's departing figure.
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