Xu Le took out a mirror, and his appearance was even more fair and delicate than before. Even his group of beauties could not match his skin. His eyesight was so good that he could see an ant thousands of miles away.
Xu Le discovered that he had gained an inexplicable aura, which was more real and otherworldly than what he had previously pretended to have. Even if he took off his Taoist robe and put on a simple cloth, he could not hide it. He was like a bright lamp in the night, radiating a great attraction.
"Pass on my command and spread my teachings throughout the world."
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Chapter 50: The Test
"The immortals are actually going to preach? Could it be that they are going to teach us the way to immortality?"
"Really? You're not kidding me, are you?"
"It really is, it's an official announcement from the government."
"Where? Ziyun Mountain, one mile east of Chaoge."
"Then I must go, maybe I can get a chance to become a deity."
The above conversations, much like those in the past, took place in every street and alley of Chaoge.
Deep in the mountains, a dark-skinned man stopped hoeing, picked up the yellowed towel around his neck, wiped his sweat, and looked at the land he had cultivated for many years. He couldn't help but feel a little irritated, but thinking of his wife and children at home, he bit his lip and continued to work.
"Brother Da Niu, the immortal will be teaching immortal techniques at Ziyun Mountain in three days."
"What!" The man named Da Niu stopped what he was doing, a long-dormant seed beginning to sprout in his heart. He raised his head, closed his eyes, sweat trickling down his cheeks, and finally opened his eyes, solemnly saying, "I'm going."
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In the market, Zhang Xuan, dressed in a white robe, stood by the roadside, watching the taverns bustling with people, smelling the aroma of wine, and swallowing hard. But when he touched the few copper coins in his pocket, he picked up a steamed bun and continued to eat.
"I heard that the immortal is preaching at Ziyun Mountain in three days. Let's go together." Two burly men walked past Zhang Xuan, talking as they passed by.
"Hahahaha, my chance has come, Zhang Xuan!" Zhang Xuan laughed loudly, slung his bag over his shoulder, and walked away laughing. Passersby, watching the erratic Zhang Xuan, couldn't help but sigh, "Another lunatic."
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Inside the Li family mansion, a young girl in white wielded a large spear with fierce power.
After an unknown amount of time, the girl slung the gun over her back, took a handkerchief handed to her by a servant, and wiped the fine sweat from her brow.
"Yun'er, it's a pity you're just a girl, otherwise you wouldn't be without a chance to inherit this family business." The middle-aged man looked at the girl with pity and sighed.
"Father, so what if I'm a woman? Who says women are inferior to men?" Yun'er grinned after hearing this, displaying a heroic spirit.
"Master, Miss, the immortal will be preaching at Ziyun Mountain in three days," a maidservant rushed in, panting.
"What!"
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Inside a thatched hut, a girl in a green dress stood beside a stove, a smile on her slightly dirty face. She rolled up a rag and carefully poured medicine into a small bowl.
She picked up the medicine bowl and went into the room. A pale-faced boy was lying on the bed. Seeing the somewhat disheveled girl, he said with heartache, "Xiao Hei, why do you still stay with this useless person like me? I was kicked out of my house by my uncle and I have no money. If you follow me, you will only suffer."
"Wherever you go, young master, I'll go." Xiao Hei chuckled and said nonchalantly.
"Xiao Hei, why are you so foolish? It's such a pity that my uncle embezzled the family fortune. Is the glory of my Gu family going to be ruined by this sickly Gu Wen?" The boy felt guilty, and his voice choked with emotion.
"Young Master, don't be sad. In three days, the Immortal will preach at Ziyun Mountain. Perhaps he can cure your illness." Xiao Hei hesitated for a moment, but seeing his young master in so much pain, he still told him the rumors he had heard on the street.
"Is it that immortal who can turn beans into soldiers and control divine fire?" Seeing Xiao Hei nod, Gu Wen laughed, a loud, hoarse laugh, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and said, "I, Gu Wen, will surely take back everything that is mine."
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Inside the palace, Yin Que sat on the dragon throne, looking at the officials seated below, and asked, "Why does the immortal want to preach to the world?"
Silence fell over the audience. The civil and military officials looked at each other, none of them wanting to step forward. Finally, Zhang Yi reluctantly stepped forward, bowed with his scepter in hand, and said, "We cannot predict the actions of the immortals. Since we cannot stop them, let's just wait and see what the immortals are up to. I believe the immortals are loyal to our Great Shang and will not do anything to harm Great Shang."
"Alright!" Yin Que said expressionlessly. He didn't actually want everyone to learn the immortal techniques, but Xu Le wasn't his subordinate, and he needed Xu Le's help, so he could only wait and see.
Inside the He family residence, the old patriarch sat in his armchair and asked, "Are you certain that the boy is Wu Xing's grandson?"
“I can confirm that he looks exactly like my second brother, and that little girl looks exactly like that lowly servant.” He Wusan stroked his mustache and chuckled, then glanced at He Wuxing, whose face was gloomy.
"The immortal's transmission of the Dao is imminent, so let's not cause any trouble. Wu Xing, after all, he is your grandson. You should get to know him well when the time comes. He still has the blood of the He family flowing in his veins, so it is only natural for him to contribute to the family." Old Master He said to He Wu Xing with a sinister smile on his age-spotted face.
"I understand." He Wuxing regained his composure and answered calmly from the side, it was impossible to tell whether he regretted what happened back then.
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Three days later, large swathes of soft, flower-like white clouds covered the sun, seemingly providing shade for the entire land.
Ziyun Mountain was originally an ordinary stone mountain, less than 100 meters high, with a smooth top that looked like a cloud from a distance.
Today, groups of people gathered at the foot of the mountain: wealthy young men in fine clothes, sons of officials with numerous servants, scholars in plain clothes with proud spirits, butchers slaughtering pigs, and street vendors hawking their wares...
Almost every profession and industry can be found here, and tens of thousands of people, like ants, surged toward the mountain peak.
"Young Master, be careful." Xiao Hei helped the weak boy walk slowly through the crowd.
"Miss, please be careful," several girls in flowing skirts warned the girl carrying the long spear.
"Brother Da Niu, let's hurry up." The lean man blocked Da Niu's path, moving slowly through the crowd.
In the sky, a strong wind blew away the clouds that had been blocking the sun, and the scorching sunlight shone on everyone, adding to the already crowded atmosphere.
The crowd gathered at the foot of the mountain, patiently waiting for the immortal to impart his teachings.