I'm an immortal in heaven

Chapter 566: The White Stone Realm’s Great Elimination of Rebellions (2)

A few pines swayed as the breeze blew across the mountains.

Under the ancient pavilion of the green trellis, two elegant old men in the shape of cranes sit opposite each other in front of the stone platform.

Two boys stood on both sides, making tea for the two old men from time to time.

The old man on the left is wearing a Taoist robe with golden patterns of Cangyun, and his Taoist behavior is Taiyi Xuanxian.

The old man on the right is dressed in the robes of a sixth-rank immortal official, with a jade hairpin on his head, but he only has the Taoism of the Yang God Realm.

At this time, the old man on the right side who was dressed in the robe of a sixth-rank immortal official asked: "Friend Zhuang Daoist, hasn't the Qingming Tower come to collect spirit tea recently?"

The Taoist surnamed Zhuang heard the words, shook his head slightly and said: "Not yet, it must be a delay."

The old man of the sixth-rank immortal official said: "It should have been long ago in the past, so it must be collected elsewhere?"

Taoist Zhuang said with a smile: "Probably not, the fellow Taoists of Qingminglou still have this reputation. If they go to other places to collect them, they will send a letter to tell me at least one year in advance."

The old man of the sixth rank immortal official nodded, and said: "That's good, friend Zhuang Daoist, you have such a large tea forest, it would be a pity if you can't sell it this year."

Zhuang Taoist took a sip of spiritual tea and said with a smile, "If you can't sell it, then drink it yourself."

Qingming House collects spiritual tea by picking fresh tea, that is, the young buds before Qingming. This kind of tea leaves has the best taste and the strongest spiritual energy.

It's just that the Ching Ming Festival is almost here, but the Qingming Tower has not come to collect the tea. Although Taoist Zhuang looks calm on the surface, he is still a little puzzled in his heart.

"That's right." Zhuang Taoist looked at the old man in front of him and said, "Fellow Lingxiu, you have been stuck in the Yang God Realm for 2000 years, right?"

The old man named Lingxiu was startled when he heard the words, then nodded and said, "Two thousand and four hundred years."

Zhuang Dao said: "Actually, you should accept your brother-in-law's kindness, at least you should become a fairy first."

When Lingxiu heard this, his expression froze, and he said: "I understand what Zhuang Daoyou means, but I will never receive any kindness from him. What he has done will not be enough to die ten thousand times in the future. My Lingxiu is a heavenly court." How can a sixth-rank immortal official, the mountain god of Yishan, join forces with this immoral and evil rebel!"

"Sigh." Taoist Zhuang shook his head and said, "But now your brother-in-law alone has the final say in this Baishi Realm. Even the poor Taoist, I have entrusted your blessing to you, fellow Taoist, so that I can grow tea here with peace of mind."

"He's not my brother-in-law, and I don't have a younger sister." Ling Xiu's face was very ugly, and there was strong anger in his tone.

Seeing this, Taoist Zhuang immediately stopped talking, and just said: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, come, drink tea."

Lingxiu picked up the teacup and just took a sip of the refreshing spirit tea when he saw Zhuang Taoist's face suddenly changed and he stood up abruptly.

"What's the matter?" Ling Xiu put down the teacup in surprise, and asked Zhuang Taoist standing in front of him with a serious face.

I saw Taoist Zhuang staring at the mountains and clouds in the distance, and then said in a concentrated voice: "Someone is coming."

"People?" Lingxiu asked, "Who?"

Zhuang Taoist said: "I don't know, but judging from the aura, the person here is at least a golden immortal."

"Golden Immortal?" Ling Xiu was taken aback when he heard the two words. There is only one Golden Immortal in the entire Baishi world, and that is Baishi Shenjun.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiu's expression darkened immediately, and he said, "Fellow Daoist, I'll go sit in your cave first."

"No need." How could Taoist Zhuang not know what Ling Xiu was thinking, and immediately stopped Ling Xiu and said, "It's not Baishi Shenjun."

As a Taiyi Xuanxian, Taoist Zhuang has also met the Lord Baishi several times, so he is not very familiar with the aura of the Lord Baishi, at least he can clearly distinguish it.

Ling Xiu, who was stopped by Taoist Zhuang, was slightly taken aback, isn't he Lord Baishi?Could it be that there are other golden immortals in the Baishi world?Impossible, I have never heard of it in so many years.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Lingxiu's mind, could it be...
Just thinking about it, a fairy official flew from far to near, and flew beyond the mountains in the blink of an eye.

Lingxiu and Taoist Zhuang looked together, and saw that it was a nine-foot-tall god-man wearing a dark yellow Taoist robe, a yellow scarf on his head, and covered in golden light.

Although he didn't know the origin of this god-man, Zhuang Taoist felt a surge of righteousness from the Taoist sect from the aura of the god-man.

The god-man stood on the cloud, and his spiritual thoughts instantly covered the entire mountain. After a while, he locked onto the mausoleum that was with Taoist Zhuang.

But the god man did not fly down, because there was a light curtain in front of his eyes, which was the mountain protection array set up by Taoist Zhuang.

The god man glanced at the light curtain, and immediately raised his right hand, the fairy light in his palm was shining, and a powerful magic power was gathering in his palm.

"Slow!" Seeing this scene, Zhuang Taoist immediately reacted, and hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Daoist, wait a minute."

The man of god stopped his movements and looked at Taoist Zhuang.

Zhuang Taoist immediately pinched the spell and closed the formation, and the next moment the light curtain slowly dissipated.

The man of God withdrew his arm, and the cloud under his feet flew down with a flash of light, and landed directly in front of Ling Xiu.

"Are you Lingxiu?" The yellow scarf wrestler looked at Lingxiu and asked on the fourth day of the lunar new year.

Lingxiu was startled when he heard the words, and after a moment of astonishment, he said: "Exactly."

On the fourth day of the lunar new year, he asked again with confirmation: "The sacred tomb of Yishan Mountain?"

Lingxiu also replied with confirmation: "That's right, the little god is the mountain god Lingxiu of Yishan Mountain."

The fourth day nodded, and then took out the talisman: "I will follow the decree of Hongqing, the inspector of the Three Realms, to arrest and repair the sacred tomb of Yishan Mountain. Come with me."

The "Inspector of the Three Realms" Ling Xiu was stunned when he heard this. As an immortal official, he certainly understood what these five words represented, and all kinds of complicated emotions rushed into his heart in an instant, ranging from surprise to relief. , and even a hint of excitement.

"Wait." The Zhuang Taoist on the side hurriedly cupped his hands to the fourth day, "Who is the fellow Taoist? Why do you want to arrest the fellow Taoist?"

On the fourth day of the lunar new year, Daoist Zhuang ignored him, but said to Lingxiu again: "Let's go, don't let Daoist Hongqing wait for a long time."

"Friend Lingxiu, this person's background is unknown, so don't go with him." Taoist Zhuang hurriedly said to Lingxiu.

Lingxiu sighed, and then said to Taoist Zhuang, "Thank you for your concern, fellow Taoist. This is an immortal official from the Heavenly Court. He came here on the order of the inspector of the Three Realms."

"Inspector of the Three Realms?" Taoist Zhuang is not a fairy official, so he doesn't know what kind of priesthood this is, but just by looking at the word 'Three Realms', one can tell that his authority is extraordinary.

At this time, Ling Xiu asked on the fourth day of the first day: "Dare to ask the heavenly general, what happened to Baishi Shenjun Xiyuan?"

On the fourth day of the lunar new year, he said indifferently: "Xiyuan has committed a lot of crimes. He has been removed from the position of god by Master Hongqing, and he was arrested together with everyone in the Baishi Temple. He is now being escorted to the Ministry of Lei and detained, awaiting trial."

Hearing the understatement on the fourth day of the junior high school, Taoist Zhuang who was on the side immediately set off a turbulent storm in his heart.

The mighty Baishi god Xiyuan, who ruled the Baishi world for tens of thousands of years, just disappeared?And the entire Baishi Divine Mansion was taken over in one pot?
Thinking of this, Taoist Zhuang was shocked, and at the same time looked at his old friend Lingxiu, his eyes were full of worry.

Lingxiu breathed a sigh of relief, then bowed to Taoist Zhuang Jishou, then turned to the fourth day and said, "Heavenly General, let's go."

On the fourth day of the lunar new year, he sacrificed a golden rope, tied up Lingxiu as soon as his mana turned, and then turned around and took Lingxiu up on the cloud. After a flash of fairy light, he disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"Friend Lingxiu." Taoist Zhuang looked at Chusi and Lingxiu who had disappeared, and couldn't help shouting, then murmured: "Take care."

(End of this chapter)