12dz 36. Allow me to consider this for a few days.
36. Allow me to consider this for a few days.
The airship continued forward, and Xu Yan rested his chin on his hand, looking longingly at He Zhenren, who had taken over the phone.
The latter lay half-reclined on the soft couch, his fingertips tapping incessantly on the screen, his eyes filled with joy, and the smile on his face never faded.
The sense of disconnect is overwhelming!
Xu Yan rolled her eyes.
I should have kept it. Now look what's happened, it's turned He Tiannan into a middle-aged man addicted to gadgets. It's not right to keep it, and it's not right to not keep it either.
Ugh!
Xu Yan lowered his head helplessly, rubbing the soles of his shoes on the ground: When will this ever end...?
"Xu Yan!" He Tiannan suddenly jumped up, shoving his phone forward. "Quick, charge it!"
Xu Yan peeked at the screen, and saw... Angry Birds...
After the battery was fully charged, He Tiannan continued poking and poking, while Xu Yan continued rubbing and rubbing, which was quite comical.
Great, it's really turned into a human charger!
Feeling utterly bored and restless, Xu Yan simply stopped playing and went to the deck to enjoy the scenery by herself.
Although the blue sky and white clouds are monotonous, it's still better than staying in the cabin... Hmm?
Xu Yan suddenly felt something was wrong, a familiar, unease like a thorn in his side.
But after looking around, I found nothing.
He immediately rushed into the cabin: "Senior, something's wrong!"
"Go away, leave me alone!"
He Tiannan was engrossed in the moment and impatiently chased after them.
Xu Yan's lips twitched: "No, it seems like we're being watched!"
He Tiannan finally looked up from his phone, but only glanced at Xu Yan before looking back: "Not bad, you found it!"
Xu Yan was taken aback: "No, you already knew?"
"That's right!" He Tiannan nodded matter-of-factly, "We'll know even before we leave the canyon."
Xu Yan was completely taken aback: "Are we just going to let them keep an eye on us like this?"
"Let them keep an eye on us, no need to worry. If they had the guts to follow us, they wouldn't resort to such petty tricks... Hey, hey, I'm scared of you!" He Tiannan rolled over and got up, naturally put away his phone, held his breath and stared intently, then suddenly cast a spell.
boom--
A sudden burst of intense spiritual energy erupted, and an invisible wave spread outwards from the flying boat in all directions. Xu Yan carefully sensed it and found that the feeling of being pricked by needles had completely disappeared.
Looking at the middle-aged man engrossed in his computer on the comfy couch, he couldn't help but grin: What is this thing? A humanoid EMP with spiritual energy?
Xu Yan felt an even stronger sense of separation, constantly going in and out of the cabin, fearing that the enemy would catch up.
He Tiannan ignored him and let Xu Yan do whatever he wanted.
Over the next few days, the airship traveled straight ahead.
Along the way, a flock of migrating geese mistook the flying boat for the lead goose and followed it for quite a while.
Xu Yan huddled on the deck, looking at the little creatures within reach, and longed to reach out and touch them.
I also encountered a few flying boats, but they all kept their distance and none of them came over to say hello.
Xu Yan then realized that flying boats were indeed quite common.
Generally speaking, when cultivators travel short distances, they mostly use swords or flying, relying on their own cultivation level. They only need to spend a few hours meditating to recover, which is economical and practical.
Long distances are different. Unless absolutely necessary (due to extreme poverty), one travels by flying boat, which is more comfortable and less strenuous, although it consumes more spiritual energy.
Moreover, the larger the flying boat, the more it consumes. Therefore, most cultivators have small flying boats. Only a rich tycoon like He Tiannan would have such a flashy yacht.
Three days later, a city appeared ahead of the airship.
The entire route was undeveloped and pristine. Xu Yan really wanted to go into the city to take a look, but after seeing He Tiannan, she held back.
Don't bother middle-aged people addicted to mobile phones, or you'll get beaten up!
Unexpectedly, He Tiannan put away his phone, took control of the flying boat, and landed directly on a hilltop outside the city.
There was a Taoist temple there, with devout men and women coming and going, and it seemed to be quite popular.
They landed outside the temple, put away their flying boat, and entered the temple like other devout men and women.
He Tiannan was clearly not a first-timer; he seemed very casual.
Xu Yan followed behind Master He, looking around curiously, wondering what they were doing here.
Before long, the two entered the main hall. Although He Tiannan did not kneel and pray like the other worshippers, he still bowed respectfully to the statue of the god, appearing very devout.
Xu Yan wisely complied.
Materialism simply doesn't work here; it's best to adapt to local customs.
The two then went directly into the backyard, which was not open to worshippers. An old Taoist priest with white hair and a youthful face came out to greet them with a big laugh: "Fellow Daoist He, how have you been? What brings you here?"
He Tiannan also showed a long-lost joy: "Brother Cheng, it's been a long time!"
"Come, come, please come in!" The old Taoist priest invited the two into the courtyard, where they sat down under a large tree and his disciples and grand-disciples served tea.
The old Taoist priest sighed, "More than thirty years have passed since we parted ways. Fellow Daoist He is in the prime of his life, while I am a decrepit old man about to be buried!"
He Tiannan also sighed, "If it weren't for the severe injuries that caused your cultivation to regress, Brother Cheng would at least be at the Golden Core stage by now..."
The old Taoist priest waved his hand with a smile: "Let's not talk about it anymore. How I live in the secular world, taking care of the Taoist temple, occasionally catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, is quite peaceful and carefree!"
He Tiannan didn't speak, but glanced at Xu Yan and said, "Brother Cheng, to be honest, I have a favor to ask of you this time."
"Oh?" The old Taoist priest also looked at Xu Yan. "And this young friend is...?"
"Junior Xu Moting greets senior!" Xu Yan introduced himself, but used a pseudonym... Actually, it wasn't entirely fake. Ever since Su Han introduced himself as Su Ziqing, he had been wanting to give himself a pseudonym as well.
So, starting from the inkstone, they used the character for ink, and then from the concept of true essence, they added the character for thunder.
I feel I did pretty well; today was the first time I'd had the opportunity to be reported.
He Tiannan's eye twitched, but he didn't expose her.
His old friend now only has Qi Refining cultivation, and the pseudonym is also a form of protection for the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest asked curiously, "Brother, we are sworn brothers, so please speak frankly!"
He Tiannan said solemnly, "I want to help him find a cultivation technique for Thunder True Essence, so I had no choice but to shamelessly ask Brother Cheng for help!"
"Oh?" The old Taoist priest was quite surprised, looking Xu Yan up and down. "You want to recommend him to the Shenxiao Sect?"
Shenxiao Sect?
Xu Yan immediately had an idea.
That's a powerful name; it sounds like one of the most prestigious sects in the world.
"It would be best to enter the Divine Firmament Sect, of course. But if there are any inconveniences... then please ask Brother Cheng for an introduction. I, He, will swallow my pride and plead with him!"
The old Taoist priest smiled bitterly: "My dear brother, you don't know this, but the Shenxiao Sect disbanded more than ten years ago."
He Tiannan was immediately stunned: "How could this be?"
The old Taoist priest sighed, "The Shenxiao Sect only cultivates thunder magic, making it difficult to recruit disciples. Then, a powerful enemy attacked, forcing us to abandon our sect. Now, I don't even know where my former disciples have scattered, so how can I possibly recommend them?"
"How could this be?" He Tiannan was stunned, but quickly recovered. "Since the Divine Firmament Sect has already... Brother Cheng, could you accept him as a disciple, even just on a nominal basis?"
The old Taoist priest was silent for a moment, then said, "Brother, please stay at the temple for a while, and allow me to think it over!"