On the official road, a carriage was speeding, but surprisingly, there was no one driving the carriage. From a distance, there was a strange atmosphere. However, the people in the carriage were extremely excited.
"Master Daojun, what kind of kung fu is this? It can make the horse drive the carriage by itself. Can you teach me? This way, I won't have to drive so hard next time when I travel." Feng Zuojun asked eagerly while massaging Daojun's back.
Xie Yuling lifted the curtain and looked carefully at the front of the carriage, only to see a faint purple light flashing.
Daojun shook his head: "This is not martial arts, this is Taoism."
"Taoism?" Feng Zuojun was stunned. "Can I learn it?"
“Learning martial arts depends on talent, and learning Taoism also depends on wisdom. I think Mr. Feng…” Daojun turned his head and looked at Feng Zuojun carefully.
Feng Zuojun looked expectant: "How is it?"
"It's still more suitable for practicing martial arts." Daojun said with a smile.
"Alas." Feng Zuojun sighed, "It's all my fault for being too gifted in martial arts."
Xie Yuling sneered: "No wonder you live so happily, you can turn all the words into compliments."
Feng Zuojun took a sip of water and said, "At least it's not as tiring as your life."
"You two have a very good relationship." Daojun said with emotion.
"No, we are lifelong enemies." Feng Zuojun said quietly, "From the first time I saw him in the academy, I knew that if there is anyone in this generation of disciples who can be compared with me, it must be him."
Xie Yuling also took a sip of water: "Is this a compliment?"
"This is a challenge." Feng Zuojun raised his eyebrows, "By the way, Master Daojun, does Xie Yuling have the talent to practice Taoism?"
Daojun shook his head and said, "To practice Taoism, you must enter the Taoist gate and be empty in your heart before you can achieve the Tao. Master Xie is too worried."
Xie Yuling bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Lord Daojun, for your teachings."
"There's not much I can teach you. You've been hesitant to speak all the way. If you really want to ask, you might as well ask directly." Daojun said lightly.
Xie Yuling hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Master Daojun stopped the Spear Saint from going to Demon City a few days ago. Did Master Daojun win that battle?"
Daojun nodded: "Of course I won."
"How about the Spear Saint?" Xie Yuling asked.
"I won but was seriously injured. He lost and naturally wasn't in much better condition either. He won't have the strength to fight again within three months and can only return to Jiangnan to recuperate." Daojun replied.
"What about three months later?" Xie Yuling asked in a deep voice.
“The Spear Saint’s martial arts are much stronger than before. In my opinion, it is close to Ning Qingcheng’s strength back then. Although he was injured in the battle with me, he may be able to rely on this battle to reach the next level. Although Mr. Xie has excellent talent in martial arts and has met a famous teacher, he will have no chance within ten years.” Daojun sighed.
Xie Yuling pondered for a long time: "Ten years, too long."
"What if I'm included?" Feng Zuojun asked with a smile.
"Young Master Feng has quite a bit of your father's demeanor, and now he has received instruction from the Lord of Devil's Castle. If Young Master Feng is included, five years will be enough." Daojun said slowly.
Feng Zuojun patted Xie Yuling on the shoulder and said, "Let's call Su Baiyi, then I estimate that we can save one year. If I give Su Baiyi the medicine again, I estimate that we can save another two years. Don't worry, it's not a big problem."
Daojun gave a thumbs up and said, "Mr. Feng, you are such a good brother."
As they were talking, another carriage drove past them.
Daojun suddenly glared angrily, pointed a finger, and said softly: "Stop!"
A purple light flashed outside the carriage, and the carriage stopped after taking a few steps forward.
The driver of the passing carriage was already shaking with fear. He was already scared enough when he saw the carriage was empty, but as soon as he passed by it, the empty carriage suddenly stopped. He could only frantically throw the reins to make the horse in front of him run faster. But after a long time, he found that the horse in front of him circled in place for a long time, and finally turned around and ran to the side of the empty carriage. The driver was so scared that he was shaking all over and muttered in a low voice: "What a ghost, what a ghost."
A little Taoist boy walked out of the carriage, looked at the carriage beside him, and his expression suddenly became happy. He exclaimed, "Master!"
"Master?" Xie Yuling and Feng Zuojun looked at each other.
Daojun sighed softly: "Who allowed you to sneak down the mountain?"
"Master!" The little Taoist boy jumped onto the carriage, opened the curtain and rushed in, throwing himself directly into the arms of the Taoist master, "Master, I'm so glad you're okay."
"Master is the Taoist Master, what could possibly happen?" The Taoist Master rubbed the little Taoist boy's head.
"This child said that he had a dream. In the dream, he dreamed that something happened to you, so he took me down the mountain with him." Another little boy lifted the curtain and walked in. The child looked about the same age as the little Taoist boy, but he spoke in a mature manner.
"So he's from Qingcheng Mountain." Feng Zuojun breathed a sigh of relief.
The little boy glanced at Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling, and asked in a surprised tone: "Why are you here?"
"Kid, do you recognize us?" Feng Zuojun stretched out his hand and scratched the child's head, then looked at Xie Yuling, "Are you the children of the four major families?"
Xie Yuling frowned slightly and whispered, "It does look familiar, but I can't remember it."
"You're rebelling!" The little boy turned Feng Zuojun's hand over, "You don't even recognize me, your master?"
Xie Yuling suddenly realized: "Mr. Confucian Saint!"
"Confucian... Confucian saint?" Feng Zuojun grimaced in pain, "Wasn't he the same age as us last time? How come he has become a child now?"
Dongfang Xiaoyue let go of her hand and said helplessly: "Can't I just turn back to youth?"
"Good boy, you won't be a baby next time you see me, right?" Feng Zuojun waved his hand.
"You're such a badass." Dongfang Xiaoyue knocked on Feng Zuojun's head, then looked at Daojun, "Why are you with these two guys?"
Daojun smiled and said, "I originally thought I was just going to take a stroll down the mountain, but I didn't expect to meet Wang Yi and Xing He. We fought two games in a row and I was halfway to the gate of hell. Your disciples are going to send me back to Qingcheng Mountain."
"I see." Dongfang Xiaoyue stepped forward and held Daojun's wrist. After a long while, she said in a deep voice, "Luckily you met us here, otherwise you might not have made it to Qingcheng Mountain."
Mo Chen nodded and said, "Master, I will heal you now."
Daojun waved his hand and said, "Don't rush. You won't die yet. Let's go to the town ahead and find an inn to rest."
Dongfang Xiaoyue turned around and asked Feng Zuojun: "Where are Xier and Su Baiyi?"
"Sir, they are being escorted to Weilong Mountain by Mr. Zhou Zheng. We have agreed to meet at the foot of the mountain." Xie Yuling replied.
"Since you are injured, it seems I have to go there." Dongfang Xiaoyue frowned.
"No, neither you nor I can go." Daojun reached out and touched Mo Chen's head, "Since you have come down the mountain, then you can go on this trip for your master this time."