353: Chapter 82: She’s Happy, I’m Happy 353: Chapter 82: She’s Happy, I’m Happy “Just ahead lies the Taoist gate,”
A gentle breeze blew, dispersing the dust and revealing the majestic mountains in the distance.
Numerous talismans and falling leaves fluttered together, making a rustling sound.
Deng Baiyi lifted his head, gazing at the grand mountain gate that stood as tall as the heavens before him, his spirit swaying.
In the past, in Yuzhu Town of Northern County, it was rare to catch even a glimpse of a Sword-controlling Flying Immortal in a year, but now, above the skies of the Taoist gate, dozens of swift shadows could be seen with just a casual glance.
After the rain had cleared, shallow puddles remained on the ground, reflecting the brilliant afterglow as the Flying Swords flew across the dome of the sky.
Caught in a daze, Deng Baiyi smoothed his clothes and couldn’t help but sneeze.
“These days have been rainy…
With your shallow cultivation, remember to dress warmly when it’s cold,”
Tang Fengshu hinted meaningfully, “However, perhaps someone is thinking of you.”
A thought for one, a curse for two.
This saying existed in Yuzhu Town as well.
Deng Baiyi said helplessly, “Pavilion Master, please don’t tease me.
Baiyi is but a nameless individual.
On this path of cultivation, I haven’t done many good deeds; who would think of me for no reason?”
These days, the two had been traveling southward, seeking mountains and rivers across the Dachu Dynasty, cultivating along the way.
The disciples of the Taoist gate who walk in the world are numerous, and not all their deeds involve slaying demons or banishing evil.
Tang Fengshu, as the Master of World Pavilion, with her status and position, almost nobody within the sect could force her to do anything…
The various trivial matters of the Taoist gate were dealt with according to her own wishes.
If she were unwilling,
no great responsibility could be placed upon her shoulders.
And so,
This World Pavilion Master, with Deng Baiyi, her easygoing disciple, traveled through mountains and waters, collected amazing stories, and occasionally cultivated talismanic techniques.
Demons were killed, a few, but not many.
Evils were eradicated, a handful, conveniently.
All journeys through mountains and rivers come to an end, and after going round and round, the day to return to the sect finally arrived.
“What was not certain in the past will surely be abundant in the future,”
Tang Fengshu chuckled, speaking indifferently, “Today I bring you back to the Taoist gate, and you will become a disciple of the World Pavilion.
Do you still remember the principles I reminded you of on the way?”
“Baiyi remembers,”
Deng Baiyi’s expression became serious, he clenched his sleeves and nervously asked, “But Master, those rules within the Taoist gate, do I really not need to memorize them?”
“What’s the use of memorizing all the rules and regulations?”
Tang Fengshu replied calmly, “Consider carefully before acting, and act without guilt in your heart.”
The two approached the mountain gate at a leisurely pace.
Countless talisman papers swayed in the wind, coalescing in front of Deng Baiyi, forming an immense invisible wall.
“Whoosh!”
In the eyes of Deng Baiyi,
these talisman papers were not inanimate objects; each flutter and dance had a traceable pattern.
This grand array of the Taoist gate’s mountain gate, Tang Fengshu had once taught him how to set up.
“Tell them, I have returned,”
Tang Fengshu said softly with her hands behind her back.
She stood quietly behind her disciple, preparing to “inspect” Deng Baiyi’s progress in talismanic techniques during this period.
“…Okay!”
Deng Baiyi placed his hands on the talisman paper and, using the method of dismantling talismans taught by Tang Fengshu, infused his modest Foundation Establishment Qi into the grand array.
In an instant,
A fierce wind arose.
Countless talisman papers ignited with Qi.
Tang Fengshu let out a fond chuckle.
For her, the greatest achievement from the previous trip to Qing State wasn’t killing the You Hai King but casually picking up this rare and surprising “informal disciple,” Deng Baiyi.
His talent for cultivation was fairly ordinary, but his mastery of talismanic techniques was quite exceptional.
Now, with the restless hearts within the Taoist gate, everyone wanted to become a Great Perfected.
Even though the Dao knows no high or low,
how many were willing to humble themselves, delve into the art of talismans, and work twelve times harder to become a grand Array Master?
“Boom, boom, boom.”
The grand array was reversed and opened within a few breaths!
Deng Baiyi, with his Foundation Establishment Qi, successfully replicated the array patterns, dismantling the grand array of the Taoist gate’s mountain gate!
In an instant, above the mountain gate, sounds of Qi Control echoed, hanging over the zenith.
“Master!”
“Master!”
The disciples of the Taoist gate all rushed over in response.
Tang Fengshu, dressed in simple white clothes, fluttered in the wind, and her two wisps of whisker-like hair also danced wildly in the gust.
She squinted and looked up, seeing several familiar figures.
The masters of the Seven Huts, as long as they were not in secluded meditation within the Taoist gate, had all come to the mountain gate to welcome her.
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Tang Fengshu’s return to the Taoist gate was sudden and unannounced to anyone, quite abrupt.
Even so, the people of the Taoist gate still hastily prepared a rather grand banquet, ready to offer her a welcome and to cleanse the dust of travel.
However, this banquet was forcibly halted by the Master of World Pavilion.
Tang Fengshu always disliked cumbersome formalities.
Thus, this welcome banquet was cancelled just like that.
After returning to the Taoist gate, Tang Fengshu briefly greeted a few Pavilion Masters and took Deng Baiyi straight to Yuqing Pavilion, to visit the current master of Yuqing Pavilion, Shu Ning.
The reason for visiting Shu Ning
was simply that Deng Baiyi, who had been cultivating talismanic techniques with great ease, was constantly mumbling day and night about wanting to practice swordsmanship.
The magic of World Pavilion mainly consisted of offensive techniques.
Talismanic techniques, Array Techniques, Thunder Techniques, and even all eighteen types of weapons – Tang Fengshu knew them all, but she almost never dabbled in “swordsmanship.”
The reason was simple.
In that lifetime, the only young cultivator who could outperform her was a Sword Cultivator.
For a genius like her, with aspirations as high as the heavens,
after seeing Xie Xuanyi,
how could she ever pick up the ways of the Sword Cultivator again?
Tang Fengshu had promised Deng Baiyi to teach him swordsmanship.
Whether he could become a Sword Immortal in the heavens was uncertain, but this future Array Master insisted on trying, and she, as the Master of World Pavilion, couldn’t well go back on her word…
So the best solution she could think of was to throw Deng Baiyi into the Yuqing Pavilion.
The Yuqing Pavilion only accepted female Sword Cultivators, whose swordsmanship was sharp and lethality exceptional.