The small Taoist temple was wet with the patter of mountain rain.

Li Ping'an took off his Taoist robe and wore only a loose inner collar. He moved a bamboo stool to sit quietly in front of the rain curtain on the eaves and looked into the distance. After a while, he closed his eyes and let his mind go.

After being washed by the rain, the aura feels a little more refreshing.

This is already the fourth day since Elder Yan Sheng left, and Li Ping'an is still not sure whether it is safe for him to return to Wanyun Sect now.

Yesterday, Wei Yanzi got a jade talisman that conveyed messages. The family asked Wei Yanzi if he was okay at this time.

Obviously, the situation over the East China Sea is still very tense, and some immortals in the sect seem to have temporarily lost contact with the sect.

'It has nothing to do with who I am now.'

Li Ping'an, a minor cultivator in the Condensing Light Realm, thought so.

He is not a person who likes to join in the fun, and in his opinion, external objects such as magic weapons and elixirs are far less important than his own understanding of the Tao.

Even if he is now a Yuanxian, in the realm of true immortality, as long as it is not ordered by his master, he will most likely not join in the fun.

"Peace! Come and try the game Pindao just made!"

Chen Gongmin carried a roasted rabbit through the drizzle and hazy mountain forest, rushed into the Taoist temple and shouted repeatedly.

Li Ping'an was also happy when he saw this.

Daochang Chen usually likes to prepare some spirited game as a meal and drink, and this has never changed.

Li Ping'an moved a small table and took out two bottles of good wine that he had received from his old father. Taoist priest Chen Gongmin went to the Taoist temple and got a handful of wild vegetables and some of the sweet sauce that Li Ping'an had 'invented' back then.

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Chen Gongmin wondered: "Where did Deacon Wei Yanzi go?"

"They say they went to the back mountain to practice," Li Ping'an shrugged, "The breath is only ten miles away from here, who knows what they are tinkering with."

"When the deacon comes back, Pindao will get one for him. Let's eat it while it's hot first."

Chen Gongmin pulled a rabbit leg and stuffed it into Li Pingan.

Li Ping'an hadn't eaten directly for more than a year. Seeing the oily roasted rabbit legs also aroused his appetite. He lowered his head and took a bite, chewing carefully. His taste buds were awakened again, and he felt a little more satisfied.

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The way of desire does not lie in the form, but in the heart.

He collected some of his insights, chewed the rabbit meat carefully, and sighed softly.

"Are you worried?"

Chen Gongmin leaned on the back of the bamboo chair, took a sip at the wine bottle, and showed an intoxicated expression:

"Good wine! This is real fairy wine! It's different. The wine made by fairy wine is just different from what we make!"

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "The only difference is whether you have a headache or dizziness after drinking too much."

"I heard you sigh just now...were you wronged inside the mountain gate?"

There was a hint of smile on Chen Gongmin's fair and beardless face, and there was also concern in his eyes.

"In the past few days, I have heard Deacon Wei Yanzi say a lot about your father and son, but I never thought that your father had such strong luck qualifications.

"Pindao, the garrison in Wan'an City, really made a mistake.

"Don't worry about this. There is a strict order within the house not to be spread outside, and a poor Taoist will keep the secret strictly."

"It's just that you haven't had much contact with my father."

Li Pingan poured himself a glass of wine, looked at the slightly trembling wine, and whispered:

"It's a little difficult for me to find a true immortal master now, but my father can give me everything my master can give me, so it's not a bad thing.

"Even without a master to guide me in my practice, I don't know if I will take the wrong path in the future."

"You really make others envious of your troubles."

Chen Gongmin smiled and said:

"The current head of the sect is the disciple and grandson of Patriarch Kong Ming. The sect pays equal attention to virtual seniority and real seniority.

"The virtual generation is a generation based on one's cultivation level. When you reach the Celestial Immortal Realm, you can call each other Taoist friends with other immortals. The real generation is the actual seniority and is passed down according to the master-disciple relationship.

"When immortals accept disciples, they still have to look at their seniority. It's really not easy for you to become a disciple.

"However, your cultivation speed really surprises me. How did you do it? You were able to reach the Ningguang Realm in just three years."

Li Pingan shrugged: "This must be one part luck, three parts opportunity, and six parts hard work."

Chen Gongmin's eyes were full of suspicion.

Li Ping'an could only add: "I still have ninety percent of my father's great help."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Chen Gongmin raised his head and laughed, while Li Pingan shook his head and continued to chew the rabbit leg.

After a while, Li Ping'an slowly added: "My father should be ascending to immortality."

Chen Gongmin stopped laughing immediately, looked at Li Ping'an with a complicated expression, lowered his head and ate the rabbit leg.

After a few mouthfuls of the fairy brew, Taoist Chen couldn't help but complain.

"The qualification gap between Qi Refiners and Qi Refiners is too big!

"Good qualifications are in line with the Tao from birth, and breakthroughs in practice are like drinking cold water. What about us Qi practitioners with mediocre qualifications who can barely practice?

"I don't pay much attention to it within the sect, and my cultivation speed is slow. If I want the cultivation resources, I have to fight and fight for them myself.

“If my body is troubled by karma, how can my mind remain untroubled?

"well!

"The great leader of Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea said that cultivating Taoism is the fairest thing for all living beings, but from the perspective of Pindao, how can there be fairness among living beings."

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "Aren't you more than 90% of the living beings who can practice cultivation?"

"Indeed," Chen Gongmin said with a smile, "hearing what you say makes me feel much better."

Li Ping'an took a sip from the wine bottle and looked sideways at the pattering rain curtain.

He murmured: "Individual differences in this world are too great, and the word fairness is nothing more than nonsense."

"Individual Differences?"

Chen Gongmin smiled:

"Your statement is quite novel, it is true."

"These have nothing to do with you or me."

Li Pingan smiled and said:

"We are just a small cultivator. We should work hard to become immortals first and then talk about other things. Yuanxian can only barely gain a foothold in this world. It is enough to take care of ourselves."

Chen Gongmin smiled and nodded, then asked: "Ping An, when are you going to leave?"

"Just these two days."

Li Pingan said:

"If the fighting is still going on in the East China Sea, try to go around to the west and let Deacon Wei Yanzi take me. I can return to the gate in one day."

"Can I get you a reply?"

Daochang Chen smiled and said:

"Just write that Pindao has received the letter from the inner sect. This disciple is very good and can enter the outer sect to practice. Haha! The elders of the outer sect are most likely going to fly over and give Pindao a beating!"

Unexpectedly, Li Ping'an said seriously: "If you really want to write me a letter, just write it as you just said. The disciple is very good, so there is no need to write it in."

Daochang Chen was stunned: "It was just a joke."

Li Ping'an said sternly: "We must do everything carefully and not let others find fault."

Chen Daochang was full of confusion: "Your father has already become a disciple of the ancestor of the sect, why should he be so cautious?"

"It's always good to be more rigorous."

Li Pingan said softly:

"My father is about to ascend to immortality now, but has not reached the realm of heavenly immortality. Every blessing that our father and son have in the family is due to the reward from our master. After all, this is water without roots and cannot last long.

"In other words, my father gained power by relying on his teacher. If he loses power in the future, there will be jealous people who take action to liquidate our father and son.

“Therefore, if everything is kept out of anyone’s control, you will have less worries.

"If one day my father rises to the top of the clouds, defeats the real immortals, and reaches the level of the heavenly immortals, only then can my father and son be considered safe and sound within the gate.

"I have always wanted to find a heavenly immortal within my sect, a real immortal, and be my disciple. In fact, I also have this consideration in mind."

Chen Gongmin thought for a while and nodded slowly: "You are right to think so. You two have too little foundation. If you say anything to make the ancestor unhappy, the situation will be reversed immediately... Come back and eat! Pindao will give it to you right now.

Write a reply!"

"Thank you, Taoist Master."
To be continued...