Strange

The disciples of Rising Tide Valley left laughing and joking, not taking what had just happened to heart.

After they had gone a little further, they saw a Xiaoxi ahead and followed Xiaoxi.

After a while, they saw a familiar figure ahead.

Everyone was taken aback.

"Master?"

Upon seeing Yunzi ahead, the disciples instinctively called out to him.

Upon hearing the voice, Yunzi's slender hand trembled, and she hurriedly put away the clothes in her hands.

She also tidied her hair in front of her forehead as she turned around.

"What's wrong? Why are you making such a racket?"

When Yunzi turned around, she had already regained her usual dignified demeanor.

Upon seeing their master, all the disciples became meek and obedient.

"Master, you were not here just now, so you don't know what happened in front of the tea garden on the front mountain."

Wu Qing thought about what had just happened and found it interesting, so she quietly told her master in detail what had just happened.

Yunzi was slightly taken aback after hearing this.

"Did that tea tree demon stray from Fellow Daoist Fang's guidance?"

"Yes!"

Wu Qing nodded. "Seeing that the other Senior Fang didn't press the matter and simply turned and left!"

Recalling what had just happened, Wu Qing couldn't help but smile.

Although Yunzi didn't witness what happened, just thinking about what happened and Fang Zelin's embarrassed expression made a smile appear on her lips.

"By the way, Master, what brings you here?"

Wu Ling glanced around and noticed water stains near the stone, then asked a question, somewhat puzzled.

She was a little puzzled as to what her master was doing here.

"Oh, seeing that the stream here is so clean and clear, I decided to stop here for a moment to admire it."

Upon hearing this, Yunzi remained calm and said...

But his hand, hidden in the wide sleeves, trembled slightly.

The disciples, upon hearing this, had no doubts and all nodded.

They planned to go further ahead to take a look, and after bowing to their master, they all left.

After the disciples left, Yunzi breathed a sigh of relief.

She took out the clothes she had hidden earlier, glanced at them, and then secretly looked around. Seeing that no one was around, she began washing them again.

After all the cleaning was finished, Yunzi hurriedly left.

She, however, flew directly off from Dinggui Mountain.

"Master is back!"

Dinggui Mountain, a large group of cultivators suddenly appeared in the distance, riding on clouds, while some senior brothers rode cranes and flew towards Dinggui Mountain in a grand procession.

A fierce wind howled, making the cultivators' clothes rustle, yet they appeared as if they were returning immortals.

The cultivators who remained at Dinggui Mountain were overjoyed upon seeing this.

The person in the lead was none other than their master, Daoist Master Fuqing.

"Oh, all the fellow cultivators from Rising Tide Valley have returned?"

As they approached Dinggui Mountain, the white-haired Daoist Master Fuqing glanced around and saw that there were many more disciples from Rising Tide Valley in the mountain, so he knew that they had returned.

They had previously received a letter and learned that the overseas Demon Race had been wiped out.

Those Demonic Dao cultivators, however, have vanished without a trace, and there's no way to find them.

"Yes, Senior Yunzi and the others have been waiting in the mountains for two days. There's also Senior Fang came along; he's from the Great Qian."

Upon hearing this, the cultivator who stepped forward quickly spoke up.

When Fang Zelin was mentioned, Daoist Master Fuqing's brows twitched slightly.

In the letters he saw, Yunzi spoke highly of this fellow Daoist.

Furthermore, the opponent had fought five against one and even killed five powerful demons; such skill truly filled him with admiration.

"Oh? Which fellow Fang Zelin is it?"

The other cultivators who had returned with him immediately asked upon hearing this.

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, the other fellow cultivators were all intrigued.

They were all somewhat curious about this fellow Daoist with profound cultivation.

"I have been away from the mountains these past few days, and I fear I have neglected Fellow Daoist Fang who has traveled a great distance. Go and fetch some tea; I must entertain our distinguished guest in the main hall."

Fuqing gave a brief instruction, instructing several disciples to invite Yunzi and Fang Zelin to the main hall for a chat.

The disciples received the order and immediately set off.

After a short while, several disciples found Fang Zelin, spoke to Fang Zelin, and then led Fang Zelin to the main hall.

Along the way, Fang Zelin also met Yunzi.

Yunzi gestured for Fellow Daoist Fang to go to the main hall, and then waved for the Dinggui Mountain disciples to leave.

After the other party left, Yunzi took out a set of clothes and handed them to Fang Zelin.

"Fellow Daoist's clothes were accidentally ruined in the wash, so I bought you a new set. Please don't be offended."

Yunzi felt a little shy when she said this.

Fang Zelin subconsciously picked up the clothes and glanced at them, noticing that the stitches were somewhat messy, which puzzled him.

Which tailor made this? Could it be an apprentice's work with such skill?

Feeling puzzled, Fang Zelin didn't say anything, nodded, and put the clothes away.

"It's alright, it's just clothes, you can wear whatever you like."

Yunzi knew that the clothes she had just made were not yet finished, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Is this outfit alright?"

It's alright.

Fang Zelin knew what the other person was referring to, and said nonchalantly, "I have a friend who dresses like a beggar every day, and he never seems to mind, so why would I?"

Thinking of that Daoist Lü, Fang Zelin couldn't help but smile.

Speaking of which, it's been quite a few years since I last met this Fellow Daoist Lü.

"Oh? There are fellow Daoists like this?"

Upon hearing this, Yunzi couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Yes, that fellow Daoist is quite interesting. Perhaps we'll have a chance to meet him if we have the opportunity to visit the Great Qian in the future."

Fang Zelin spoke, he and Yunzi arrived at the front of the main hall.

Upon hearing this Yunzi smiled and, seeing that they had arrived at the main hall, suppressed her thoughts and walked into the hall with Fang Zelin.

At this moment, Daoist Master Fuqing had already had his disciple bring the tea leaves, and was setting them out to brew the tea.

When Fang Zelin and his companion entered, they immediately saw that Zhenke was already seated.

Zhenke and Fang Zelin, who had come from afar, were also invited to the main hall.

Fang Zelin had just entered when he saw Daoist Master Fuqing making tea.

Before anyone could say anything, the rich aroma of tea wafted out.

However, when that aroma wafted out, the cultivators swallowed their words and looked at the teapot with strange expressions.

"Strange, what's going on?"

The cultivators looked at the teapot, their strange expressions undisguised.