novelapdf Chapter 171 Hongjun, Raising His Eyebrows to the Five Manor Temples
Chapter 171 Hongjun, Raising His Eyebrows to the Five Manor Temples
Chapter 171 Hongjun, with raised eyebrows, arrives at Wuzhuang Temple
The silence lasted only a moment.
Almost simultaneously, two peaceful voices, imbued with supreme Daoist wisdom, resounded in this void, their content remarkably identical: "Fellow Daoist, are you also going to visit Zhen Yuanzi?"
The instant the words fell, a barely perceptible look of realization and "I knew it" flashed across the eyes of both Hongjun and Yangmei.
This may seem like a question, but both sides already have the answer in their hearts.
At their level, with such a clear direction and timing, who else could attract their attention at the same time, except for Zhen Yuanzi, who had recently established the Wanshou Mountain Alliance and gained great fame?
This question, which carries an answer, is more like a tacit confirmation, a mutual understanding that needs no further words.
Hongjun nodded slightly, lightly swept his whisk, and said in a calm and even tone: "It seems that you and I have the same idea."
Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi established his foundation on the Earthly Dao, gathered the Five Elements, recruited allies, and received the witness of the Heavenly Dao. This has indeed triggered many variables, making a meeting worthwhile.
A faint smile seemed to appear on Yang Mei's illusory face, and his ethereal voice replied, "Fellow Daoist Hongjun is quite right."
This young man can cleave heaven and earth, and gather yin and yang; his methods and actions are quite interesting.
This humble Taoist priest, having reached a state of profound stillness, was about to embark on a discussion of the Tao, when unexpectedly, I found myself traveling with a fellow Taoist.
These two simple sentences have already conveyed their basic attitudes: this trip is not to be an enemy, but to visit.
Since they share the same goal and have no direct conflict, given their status and demeanor, there is naturally no need for them to conduct further tests or go their separate ways.
Hongjun gestured for them to go, and said calmly, "In that case, shall we go together? That way, the host can provide a proper welcome."
He raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly: "Alright. Let's go together."
Without further communication, the two powerful beings, representing the pinnacle of different paths in the primordial world, reached an agreement in this void.
Hongjun still treads on auspicious clouds, his steps unhurried; Yangmei's figure is ethereal, seemingly close yet distant.
They did not walk side by side, but maintained a wonderful synchronization, transforming into two seemingly ordinary yet infinitely mysterious beams of light and shadow, heading together towards the Longevity Mountain shrouded in the essence of the Earth element.
Wanshou Mountain, inside Wuzhuang Temple.
Beneath the four banana trees, the lingering aroma of the philosophical discussion had not yet completely dissipated, and the fragrance of the spiritual tea still lingered in the air.
Zhen Yuanzi, Yin Yang Daoist, and Hongyun Laozu were chatting idly, exchanging their insights from their recent discussion and exploring further possibilities regarding the interaction between the Five Elements and Yin Yang.
The Yin-Yang Daoist marveled at the innate gourd vine, saying that the Daoist charm it contained seemed to resonate faintly with Zhen Yuanzi's Dao of Chaos, and that when it matured, it might bring about earth-shattering changes.
However, in this peaceful and tranquil atmosphere, almost simultaneously, the three Hunyuan Golden Immortals all had a sudden thought, stopped talking, and turned their gazes to the void outside the temple.
Two completely different, yet both vast and awe-inspiring Daoist auras, like two giant stones thrown into a calm lake, clearly pierced through the protective array of Longevity Mountain. Although they carried no hostility, the natural pressure and level they exuded already proclaimed the extraordinary nature of the newcomers.
A Daoist aura, grand and righteous, orderly and well-ordered, seemed to be closely connected with the mysterious Heavenly Dao, carrying a majestic aura of ruling the rules and managing the universe, like the bright moon hanging high in the sky, cold and awe-inspiring.
Another kind of Daoist charm is ethereal and otherworldly, seemingly existing between layers of spatial dimensions, elusive yet omnipresent, carrying an ancient connotation of having experienced chaos and seen through illusion and reality, like a pine tree hidden deep in endless mist, mysterious and timeless.
"Fellow Daoist Hongjun — Fellow Daoist Yangmei —"
A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the Yin-Yang Taoist, and he muttered to himself, his tone carrying a hint of "I knew it."
"They finally came."
He had long anticipated that the establishment of the Wanshoushan Alliance would inevitably attract the attention of these top figures.
Hongyun also put away his usual playful demeanor; his crimson Taoist robe fluttered even without wind, and a solemn expression appeared on his face: "It seems our oath has caused quite a stir!"
Zhen Yuanzi sat upright in the main seat, his face calm and composed. His deep eyes showed little surprise, only understanding and composure.
He slowly put down his teacup, his fingertips lightly tapping the jade tabletop, as if soothing the spiritual energy within the temple that was slightly fluctuating due to external influences.
"Since you are fellow practitioners, we should welcome you with courtesy." Zhen Yuanzi stood up, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable power.
"Fellow Daoists Yin Yang and Hong Yun, please join me in welcoming our distinguished guests."
He did not appear humble because the visitors were Hongjun and Yangmei, nor was he dissatisfied because they came uninvited. His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, showing the demeanor of a local lord and a true ruler.
Hongyun and the Yin-Yang Taoist nodded in agreement. The three of them moved slightly and appeared outside the ancient gate of Wuzhuang Temple.
At the same moment they appeared, the two powerful Daoist auras also subsided, revealing the figures of two Daoists.
The one on the left is none other than Hongjun.
He was dressed in a plain-colored Taoist robe, with an ancient and simple face. He held a whisk in his hand, and his aura was harmonious and restrained, as if he were one with the surrounding world. If one did not see him with one's own eyes, it would be almost impossible to perceive his existence.
But his eyes seemed to contain the birth and death of an entire starry sky, so deep that people dared not look directly at them, and wherever his gaze swept, it seemed to be able to see the root of all laws.
The one on the right is the Immortal Yangmei.
His figure appeared somewhat ethereal, as if it were woven from countless spatial light and shadow, his face appearing and disappearing in the halo.
Only a pair of eyes, clear as an ancient spring, clearly reflected every blade of grass and every tree on Longevity Hill, as if they could see through all the illusions and changes.
He simply stood there, giving the impression that he didn't belong to this space and could dissolve into the dimensional gap at any moment.
"This humble Daoist Hongjun (raising eyebrows) greets Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi."
The two spoke almost simultaneously, their voices calm and detached from worldly concerns, yet naturally containing a convincing and profound rhythm.
Zhen Yuanzi stepped forward, bowed, and said calmly, "So it is Fellow Daoist Hongjun and Fellow Daoist Yangmei who have graced us with their presence. I am sorry for not welcoming you properly. It is truly an honor for my humble abode that you two have graced this desolate mountain temple with your presence."
His words were appropriate, expressing both respect and maintaining his own dignity.
Hongyun and the Yin-Yang Taoist also paid their respects.
A hint of seriousness crept into his yin-yang eyes: "My two old friends, you are truly rare guests!"
Hongyun smiled and said, "I have long admired your names, fellow Daoists. It is an honor to meet you today."
Hongjun and Yangmei's gazes swept over the three of them, especially lingering on Zhenyuanzi and Yin Yang Daoren for a moment.
A barely perceptible glint of deduction flashed in Hongjun's eyes, as if he were assessing the true strength of this newly promoted core of the alliance;
Yang Mei's gaze, however, was filled with pure curiosity and inquiry, as if he were observing a novel phenomenon of the Dao.