Yang Qianxiang had always thought that Lord Shen was sent by the Wu Miao Sect to assist in Songzhou.

  But now it seems like it's not quite what I thought.

  The four temple guards came over with an air of importance, how dare they put on a posture as if asking for someone.

  "Where's the person?"

  Wu Dao'an took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his anger.

  Finally back.

  If he doesn't give Shen Yi a good lesson today, all these years of cultivating his dark spirit will be for nothing.

  The rest of the Taoist priests saw Wu's anger but did not speak up to advise him.

  What is Tianjiao most afraid of?

  Fell before growing up.

  Young people are often arrogant and unwilling to listen, now they have been infatuated with Qingqiu, it is indeed necessary to teach them well, even if it's strict, it's better than everyone regretting after something happens.

  "Back... went back."

  Yang Qianxiang's thin body was surrounded in the middle, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and pointed to the courtyard.

  The tone is not yet determined.

  He was then lifted by a dark spirit and flew straight towards the A courtyard.

  The three temple oracles looked at Wu Shixiong directly summoning the yin spirits, all of them bitterly smiled and shook their heads, then stepped forward to follow him.

  Is it necessary? Can't this patrol officer just come back and run again?

  ……

  The Supreme Court.

  Shen Yi grasped the golden wolf jade token and sat on the bed pretending to be a wooden stake.

  Just opened the panel.

  Just then, I heard a faint knock at the door.

  He opened his eyes and waved his hand with a sigh to push open the door of the house.

  Only Yang Qianxiang stood weakly in front, followed by a dark spirit standing behind him with his hands behind his back, surrounded by two thick cloud patterns.

  Soon, three more figures in green robes stepped into the courtyard.

  Attracted by the situation here, the shadowy spirits in the temple all gathered in the courtyard, standing quietly in a row to watch the excitement.

  “……”

  Shen Yi furrowed her brow and looked towards the outside of the door, slightly puzzled.

  What's this for?

  "Shen Shidi, will this trip to Songzhou be interesting?" Wu Daoan asked with a fake smile.

  Shen Yi glanced at the numbers on the dashboard and nodded: "Not bad."

  "Will you go again next time?" Wu Daoan's eyes twitched twice, and the other three temple blessings also came up with a sigh.

  "We'll see."

  Shen Yi felt slightly uneasy but still nodded lightly.

  Whether to go or not mainly depends on whether there is something attractive to oneself.

  As soon as this was said, several temple monks subconsciously coughed twice: "Cough, cough."

  As expected, Wu Dao'an's expression changed slightly, and he walked straight to the young man's side.

  His palms clenched slightly tighter and his breathing quickened a lot.

  "Yo."

  The row of gloomy faces floating outside showed a few more hints of interest, for it had been a long time since they saw Wu Laogui take action.

  The Taoist priests looked at each other and couldn't help but speak up to advise.

  Don't be too hard on young people's faces, and let's just remember it as a long memory.

  "Shen Shidi."

  Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wu Dao'an squeezed out an ugly smile and gently patted Shen Yi's shoulder, saying with a heavy heart: "Listen to the old man's nagging for a few sentences. This world is so vast, what can be said about the nine states? When it's time to cultivate, just calm down first."

  "If you can cast the golden body of the Dharma, achieve the realm of transforming gods, why stop at a lifespan of ten thousand years? When the time comes, what good things in the world will you not be able to enjoy, what beautiful scenery will you not be able to see? Why must you rush in just one moment?"

  "Do you remember?"

  Wu Dao An's life was bitter, but he wanted his smile to be more gentle.

  “……”

  Shen Yi subconsciously wanted to slap this old face, her fingers moved slightly, but she still endured.

  "You see, even if you go to Songzhou, apart from wasting your time, what effect can it have?" Wu Dao'an advised with great patience.

  Yang Qianxiang suddenly raised his head cautiously: "Also killed two demon kings, purged all the demons in Songzhou..."

  He finally realized something after hearing this.

  That's why Wu Miao didn't seem to understand Shen Daren's strength.

  "Shut up, what nonsense are you talking about? He's a dark cultivator..."

  Wu Dao'an turned his head and gave him a cold stare.

  "Shen's physical body is unmatched, suppressing the Great Dryness, this is the right path that a Yin Spirit Cultivator should take." As he said this, Yang Qianxiang inexplicably became more stubborn.

  “……”

  In the courtyard, more than ten dark spirits fell into silence.

  They were the highest-ranking Yin Spirit Cultivators of the Daqian Dynasty, yet at this moment, a mere Zongzhou General, a lowly Lower Realm Martial Immortal, was actually teaching them what it meant to be a true Yin Spirit.

  Many evil spirits began to roll up their sleeves.

  The chubby green shirted Taoist priest walked quickly into the house, staring at Wu Dao'an. This old ghost is really memorable!

  Good-for-nothing thing.

  He cast his gaze at Yang Qianxiang: "You just said, was it this Lord Shen who helped you clean up the evil spirits in Songzhou? By what means... the Refining Body Method?"

  Thanks to his reminder, the others gradually came back to their senses.

  Compared with what is called the orthodox way of Yin and Shen, the affairs of Songzhou are even more incomprehensible.

  "Who says Wu Xian's physical body is weak? Shen Daoren didn't even need to use his Taoist skills, nor did he stir up the heavens and earth's energy. With just a pair of fists, he beat a Yao Wang to death."

  Yang Qianxiang swept his gaze across the crowd, and at that moment, he saw everything clearly, so naturally he was confident.

  Even this group of powerful warriors was shocked on the spot for a moment.

  I couldn't imagine the scene he described at all.

  Not to mention martial artists, even demons need to mobilize their demonic powers; can they rely solely on their physical bodies?

  "Have you also practiced the art of Tempering your Body?!"

  Wu Dao'an's smile on his face instantly faded, and he became somewhat violent.

  What a waste! What a waste!

  He thought that Shen Yi had achieved the status of a martial immortal at such a young age, which was already an astonishing talent, but he didn't expect that the other party had actually cultivated both his physical body and spiritual soul.

  Why don't you fix the road while you're at it!

  If this time was spent on cultivating the dark spirit, perhaps the other party would have already begun to condense their golden body.

  "What a waste! Is one's life span something that can be squandered like this?" Wu Dao An angrily pounded his chest and stamped his feet.

  "Uh..."

  Shen Yi's hand relaxed, and he showed him the golden wolf jade token in his palm.

  Seeing this, Wu Dao was stunned for a moment, and then scolded the others: "Don't you leave yet? You're delaying his cultivation!"

  Turning back, she found Shen Yi silently staring at her.

  Wu Dao'an clicked his tongue and said helplessly: "I'll go out too, you focus on your cultivation. If you need anything, just come find me or take it from the armory yourself."

  Everyone left the room and gently closed the door for him.

  Walked all the way to the edge of the courtyard.

  Wu Dao'an finally stopped in his tracks, looking back dazed: "It's said that the heavens are just and fair, yet all are born of mortal flesh, nurtured by their parents. Why is there such a great disparity?"

  The great way that others have to pursue with difficulty is, for the young, like a level road on which they can walk with ease and even go beyond it.

  "Wu Shixiong doesn't have to think he's wrong either."

  The plump temple master advised: "Don't forget, among the heavenly proud ones, our Great Dryness also produced one... Master Zhu's twentieth year condensed dan, twenty-sixth year hugged dan and concealed the spirit, at forty years old began to condense and refine the golden body."

  At the mention of this name, everyone fell silent.

  "He is now thirty-nine hundred years old and still guarding the Golden Body Method in the armory, his whole person dull and stupid, waiting for the day when the yin spirits disperse."

  "Shen Shidi should take him as a warning..."

  (End of chapter)