The gray-robed monk stood a few feet away from Li Yan, with his hands clasped together and his body slightly leaning forward. His attitude was respectful, but what he said surprised Li Yan.

Fortunately, due to Li Yan's character, although he was shocked in his heart, his face remained the same as before.

Li Yan had such a hidden aura that even a late-stage Nascent Soul monk might not be able to see through it, but the other party revealed his strength in one breath.

When he discovered the monk in gray clothes, Li Yan was also observing him. He was more than 90% sure that the monk was a monk in the golden elixir realm, but the monk in gray clothes called himself "senior" as soon as he came up.

This surprised him.

In addition, Li Yan obviously didn't recognize the monk in gray, but the other party knew his last name. He rushed towards him. The monk in gray didn't look like he had recognized the wrong person.

This is the first time Li Yan has come to Fengshen Continent, and this is not the Desolate Moon Continent. Now he is known to many people.

Therefore, Li Yan returned to his original appearance after leaving Jiao Mingzhou, and no longer looked like a burly man.

"Is he a monk who transforms into gods? Why does he call himself a 'junior'?"

Li Yan's thoughts changed rapidly. Seeing that Li Yan was just staring at him and not answering, the monk in gray spoke again with a smile on his face.

"It seems that you are definitely Senior Li. Senior, don't be surprised. The young monk was ordered by my uncle to invite Senior to come and talk!"

"Your uncle? Who is he?"

Li Yan's face has returned to calmness.

"Uncle, the young monk, is Zen Master Xuji, the elder of Shamen Temple, and one of the two Nascent Soul monks who are currently in this city!"

The gray-robed monk looked calmly and answered respectfully.

Li Yan's eyes were filled with doubts

The color disappeared in a flash. He had seen the name of Shamen Temple in the classics. It was a very powerful temple in the Fengshen Continent.

The one who invited him was the Yuanying monk of Shamen Temple who was in charge here. Li Yan glanced at the monk in gray.

"Oh? I don't know him well. If he has anything to do, ask him to come to me and tell me!"

Li Yan's expression remained calm. He would not casually go to a place where a Nascent Soul cultivator was entrenched.

Although he prides himself on his extraordinary powers, if he goes to a place designated by another Nascent Soul cultivator for no reason, he may not be sure that he will be able to walk out if the other party has calculated the situation unintentionally.

Especially since the other party could see through his own cultivation at a glance, Li Yan didn't know how much the other party knew about him.

Such monks have either practiced "clairvoyance", or they have secret techniques that they don't know or magic weapons that can detect people's privacy.

In just this moment, Li Yan's mind was already racing, and he still felt that it was Zen Master Xuji who was practicing some kind of magical power to peek into people's privacy.

As a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk like me came to Fangshi and hid his cultivation, it was possible that the other party would send someone over to invite or investigate.

"Is it the red light from the archway? It's just that he didn't come himself, but sent a young monk over. You really think you are a living Buddha, and everyone wants to pay homage!"

But what Li Yan couldn't figure out was how the other party knew his last name?

Li Yan had a calm expression on his face and had already made up his mind. He planned to stay for a while, then recruit the two demons and leave.

Although Li Yan is not afraid of the other person, since his whereabouts have been spied on, Li Yan knows that the person will always be watching him secretly. He still has something to do, so it is better to stay away as soon as possible.

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"This is what my uncle asked me to give to my senior. You will know it at a glance!"

The monk in gray clothes only had a slightly surprised look on his face when he heard this. He didn't know Li Yan, but when he came, his uncle had said that after giving this person something, he would follow him.

He showed a look of surprise, because his uncle's reputation was not small in the world of immortality, not to mention that Shamen Temple was very powerful, and many forces in Fengshen Continent wanted to make friends with him.<

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The Shamen Temple may not be able to pay attention to the other party, so he thought that as long as he reported these names, the other party, even if he was a Nascent Soul monk, would give him some respect, but he did not expect that the other party would refuse.

Only then did he believe what his uncle said and immediately took out a jade slip.

When Li Yan saw the jade slip handed over by the other party, he did not immediately reach out and take it. He was also surprised by the person who invited him. Of course, he would not take risks rashly out of his usual caution.

Li Yan's spiritual consciousness directly probed the jade slip in the hand of the gray-clothed monk, and a voice immediately came from the jade slip. After hearing the voice and its content, Li Yan's expression, which had been calm for a long time, was obviously stunned for a moment.

There was only one sentence in the jade slip. After being stunned, Li Yan stretched out his hand to take the jade slip from the monk in gray clothes, put it away casually, and when he looked up at the monk in gray clothes, a faint voice came from his mouth.

"Lead the way!"

It is a secluded place in Fang City. It is a dense forest covering a large area. Compared with other places in Fang City, it seems like it is a world apart.

The occasional chirping of birds in the forest makes this place even more elegant and profound...

Li Yan followed the gray-clothed monk slowly, but there was no expression in his heart at the moment.

The face is so calm, but the waves are still surging.

He didn't expect to meet this person here, which was beyond his expectation.

The stone path in the forest is winding and winding, and from time to time you can see a gurgling stream winding through the forest. The sunlight is mottled through the leaves, and you don't feel the slightest heat. Instead, you have a sense of winding path leading to a quiet place.

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After walking on the stone path in the forest for about two or three miles, and after turning a few more turns, Li Yan saw a wooden overhang at the corner of the house, and the sound of wind chimes on the overhang could be heard swaying in the breeze.

, as we continue to move forward, a courtyard with red walls and blue tiles comes into view like a picture scroll...

Soon, the monk in gray clothes led Li Yan to the small gate of the courtyard. Apparently there were not many people coming and going here, and there were patches of moss on the steps in front of the door.

Just as the gray-clothed monk led Li Yan up the steps, the small door of the courtyard opened on its own with a "squeak".

The monk in gray clothes immediately stopped at the side of the small door, clasped his hands and bowed slightly towards the courtyard.

"Uncle Master, Senior Li is here!"

"I'm sorry, nephew, please retreat first!"

A deep voice came from the courtyard, and there was a sense of vicissitudes of life in the voice.

"Uncle, you're welcome!"

After the gray-clothed monk made a gesture of invitation to Li Yan with one hand, his figure gradually disappeared like a ghost.

When Li Yan stepped into the courtyard, he saw several neat rooms with green plants on the walls. At this time, in front of one of the rooms, there was a monk in gray clothes in his thirties who also had his hands clasped together.

He was looking at himself with a smile.

Although that man was also wearing gray monk robes, his aura was far different from that of the gray-robed monk just now.

It gives people a feeling of spring breeze, as if there is a peaceful and holy land in front of him.

Li Yan looked at the face that was completely different from before, yet somewhat familiar, and he couldn't help but smile on his face.

"After so many years of separation, I didn't expect to see my fellow Taoist here. It's really surprising!"

"Amitabha, good luck has come to my door. I was also surprised. It was just a routine check on the monks entering the market, but I was able to see familiar faces after a long absence. It is really gratifying!"

Listening to the no longer old voice, Li Yan felt that everything seemed like a world away.

"Should I call you Master Xuji, Fellow Daoist Zhuo, or Fellow Daoist Sang?"

Li Yan said as he walked towards

Middle-aged monk.

"It's just a title. You can call me whatever you want, fellow Taoist Li! As fellow Taoist said, it's such a joy to see each other after so many years. How are we talking about each other inside?"

The middle-aged monk turned slightly to reveal the door of the hall behind him, where incense was being burned and tea was being cooked, and green smoke was lingering.

Li Yan was not polite, laughed, and walked towards the house.

"Hahaha... Then I'll disturb Fellow Daoist Zhuo!"

There was only one sentence in the jade slip just now.

"Now that the Huchen family has said goodbye, does Fellow Daoist Li still remember Zhuo?"

The monk in front of him was Zhuo Lingfeng, who had a close relationship with Li Yan.

It's just that at this moment, he has not only converted to Buddhism, but also looks much younger, no longer the old look he had before.

Indoors, the scent of sandalwood is refreshing.

On both sides of a small table, Li Yan and Zhuo Lingfeng sat opposite each other.

"Fellow Daoist Li, please have a drink of this tea first. This is our temple's unique 'Emptiness Tea'. Although it cannot improve our cultivation, it can calm our minds.

Meditate, remove dryness and turbidity!"

As he spoke, Zhuo Lingfeng raised his hand and gestured to the cup of tea in front of Li Yan.

The tea in the cup was light white in color, and a fragrance rushed straight into the sea of ​​consciousness. Although Li Yan hadn't taken a sip, he already felt a coolness passing through the sea of ​​consciousness. This feeling made people extremely comfortable.

Li Yan noticed that Zhuo Lingfeng had never called himself "donor" and was very casual about his title.

This may seem inconsequential, but Li Yan understands that the other party still regards him as the same person as before, and does not want to deliberately damage the relationship between the two.

Li Yan picked up the tea cup as he was told, took a sip without warning, and then closed his eyes.

Zhuo Lingfeng watched all this with a smile, until Li Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes clear.

“Great tea!”

"It takes a month to produce some of this tea. If Taoist friend Li likes it, I can give you a small bag as a gift. It will calm your mind and calm your mind in your spare time!"
To be continued...