Zhao Gongming's Shock

"I didn't expect Master to be so generous, actually giving me such a powerful protective magic treasure."

Hong Ze knew his own cultivation better than anyone, so he subconsciously thought that it was the Water Fire Daoist Robe bestowed upon him by Master Tongtian that caused Pi Lu Xian to suffer such a great loss.

After all, none of the Great Dao Saint Positions he had attained were related to cultivation or combat power.

However, Hong Ze overlooked one point, which was that even a Great Dao Saint of the zither, Go, calligraphy, and painting was still a Great Dao Saint.

The Great Dao Fruit Position of a Great Dao Saint was not fake, so how could it be something a Taiyi Golden Immortal could offend?

As for this result, it was indeed beyond Hong Ze's expectations. It caused Hong Ze's original plan to not be put into action.

Hong Ze originally knew that his strength was insufficient, so it was naturally impossible for him to confront Duobao Daoren and the others head-on.

Therefore, Hong Ze was prepared to rely on his knowledge from later generations and use a method of literary combat to defeat Duobao Daoren.

In short, as long as he didn't fight with his hands and only used his mouth, ten Duobao Daoren wouldn't be his match.

Even if this Duobao Daoren was the future leader of Buddhism, it was absolutely impossible for him to have the slightest chance of winning.

Now, that trouble was saved, leaving Hong Ze feeling relaxed and at ease.

Just as Hong Ze was feeling greatly relaxed, the sound of a hen clucking after laying an egg came from outside the thatched hut.

This couldn't help but make Hong Ze's face show joy, thinking to himself that the hen he had raised for hundreds of years had finally laid an egg today.

He immediately went directly outside the thatched hut and hurried to the chicken coop.

Seeing the five or six old hens laying eggs before him, a smile couldn't help but appear on Hong Ze's face.

As he walked, he didn't forget to mutter to himself, "You finally laid eggs, otherwise I was going to stew you. This is great, I can finally eat poached eggs."

Just as Hong Ze was taking the eggs back to the house, those few hens actually looked in the direction of the thatched hut and shook their heads.

"For the sake of our little lives, we can only lay eggs to please him. Otherwise, the few of us would definitely be stewed by him."

At the same time, Zhao Gongming had already rushed to the outside of Hong Ze's residence.

Zhao Gongming did not go directly outside the thatched hut, but stood outside Hong Ze's small courtyard and called out.

"Senior Brother, your junior brother Zhao Gongming requests an audience."

"Zhao Gongming is here. Why isn't he staying at Mount Emei, Luofu Cave, and instead came to Golden Turtle Island?"

If Zhao Gongming were to hear this, he really didn't know how sad he would be.

After all, he had just stood by him, and it turned out that the other person hadn't even seen him.

Hong Ze said what he said, but he still put down the few eggs in his hand and walked out of the thatched hut.

And he said to Zhao Gongming with a smile, "Junior Brother Gongming, why do you have leisure to visit me today?"

Zhao Gongming, standing outside the courtyard, once again respectfully bowed to Hong Ze.

"Senior Brother, have you forgotten what happened just now? You have a bet with Senior Brother Duobao to teach fellow disciples cultivation in five hundred years."

Only then did Hong Ze remember the bet made by Golden Spirit Mother and Duobao Daoren.

At that moment, he sighed and shook his head, muttering to himself as he walked.

"That girl Jin Ling is always causing me trouble. How can I, a mere Heavenly Immortal, teach those junior brothers and sisters whose cultivation is higher than mine?"

As he spoke, Hong Ze had already arrived at the wattle gate of the courtyard and opened it directly.

At the same time, he didn't forget to gesture for Zhao Gongming to enter, politely inviting him into his small courtyard.

Zhao Gongming naturally heard Hong Ze's words clearly and couldn't help but shake his head inwardly.

It seems Senior Brother suppressed his cultivation to the Heavenly Immortal realm for the sake of peace and quiet. I didn't expect him to have deceived so many disciples of the Jie Sect.

Zhao Gongming thought to himself while observing the courtyard where Hong Ze lived.

The courtyard where Hong Ze lived was not very large, only about one or two mu in size.

In front of the thatched cottage, various plants that Zhao Gongming didn't recognize were growing.

This made Zhao Gongming feel strange. Others planted Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots, rare flowers, and exotic grasses, but this Senior Brother planted some peculiar things.

This also piqued Zhao Gongming's interest, and he couldn't help but carefully examine the plants he didn't recognize.

This look was significant, and it couldn't help but stir up a storm in Zhao Gongming's heart.

This red, round thing actually possesses such vast innate spiritual energy, and most importantly, it contains a trace of Dao charm.

That long, green one is the same, and so is the purple one. Everything here possesses powerful innate spiritual energy and Dao charm.

Oh my heavens, everything planted here by Senior Brother is actually an Innate Spiritual Root, and it's very likely a top-grade Innate Spiritual Root.

How ridiculous, how ridiculous that those fellow disciples who have lived on Golden Turtle Island for tens of thousands of years haven't discovered the existence of these top-grade Innate Spiritual Roots. They even suspected Senior Brother was a good-for-nothing.

Zhao Gongming grumbled inwardly as he followed Hong Ze into the thatched cottage.

"Junior Brother Gongming, this is your first visit, and I don't have much to entertain you with, only a cup of clear tea."

After speaking, Hong Ze placed the tea set in front of Zhao Gongming and began to brew tea for him.

Every move of Hong Ze was clearly seen by Zhao Gongming, and it also shocked him so much that he could barely close his mouth.

Just as Hong Ze brought the teacup to Zhao Gongming, Zhao Gongming had already entered a state of enlightenment.

Seeing Zhao Gongming suddenly close his eyes, Hong Ze couldn't help but feel strange.

"I say, Junior Brother Gongming, could it be that you don't like Senior Brother's tea?"

Zhao Gongming did not answer Hong Ze, his eyes still tightly closed.

"He actually fell asleep. How tired must he be to fall asleep just sitting here..."

Hong Ze withdrew the hand he was waving in front of Zhao Gongming's eyes and said helplessly.

No matter how Hong Ze complained, Zhao Gongming, sitting there, was completely unaware.

At this moment, Zhao Gongming was already in a special space.

All around, tea trees were growing, each emitting the charm of the Great Dao. Every tea leaf on the tea trees contained supreme profound methods.

For a moment, Zhao Gongming's divine soul completely merged with these tea trees.

Slowly, Zhao Gongming actually comprehended from these tea trees the concepts of One Dao, Two Enlightenments, Three Friends, Four Qi, Five Natures, Six Flavors, Seven Emotions, Eight Difficulties, Nine Fragrances, and Ten Virtues.

At the same time, it also made Zhao Gongming understand what it meant to pick up and what it meant to let go.

Zhao Gongming's personality was originally very volatile; otherwise, he wouldn't have prepared to descend the mountain to burn the Investiture of the Gods just because his name might be on it. This ultimately led him to ignite a baseless rage and become a famous figure on the Investiture of the Gods.

But now, Zhao Gongming had comprehended the Law of Stillness from the tea.

This was destined to change his restless and easily angered personality, and his life was essentially completely rewritten at this moment.