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The Daoist priest, who was acting as a guide, craned his head over to see if he knew the Daoist they were talking about.

After searching for a few minutes, the female tourist suddenly picked up the camera excitedly and looked at Zhang Zizai’s departing back. As if making comparisons, she asked her boyfriend. “Look, look, doesn’t that Daoist priest look like the one we took a photo with?”

After looking at the Daoist priest in the photo, the male tourist looked at the back of the running figure. After the two figures fused in his mind, he nodded vaguely. “Judging from his figure, it should be him. It’s just that I remember that when we took the photo, wasn’t the Little Daoist still fine? Why did he become so sloppy? From yesterday’s conversation and politeness, that little Daoist priest doesn’t seem to know how to do performance art, right?”

When his girlfriend heard this, she recalled the feeling she had when she talked to the Little Daoist who was taking a group photo yesterday. At the same time, she looked at the sloppy back view that was about to reach the top of the mountain. “Did I really see wrongly? Maybe it’s just that the back view looks a little similar?”

After thinking for a moment, the couple tourists, who still could not figure it out, forgot about this question in the blink of an eye. They were here to relax and play, not to solve a case. Why were they thinking so much? If it was, then so be it. If it wasn’t, then forget it. It had nothing to do with the two of them.

“Daoist priest, can we take a look at the Righteous Sect Temple?” Putting what had just happened to the back of their minds, the couple tourists asked the Daoist priest, who was acting as a guide, if they could visit their Daoist temple now.

The couple tourist’s question woke the tour guide up from his shock. He finally understood what that familiar feeling was. The person running wildly on the Heavenly Ladder was none other than the last disciple of the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Zizai!

“Um, I have an emergency to deal with now, so I’ll let this Daoist priest accompany you on your tour.” As he spoke, the guide priest pulled the priest who was explaining the Heavenly Gate Mountain to the other tourists over. “Xuan Li, I’ll leave these two to you. Coincidentally, your next stop is our Daoist temple, which is where they want to go. I have something urgent to deal with. I have to report it to Eldest Senior Brother now. Help me bring them.”

As he spoke, he ignored the Daoist priest named Xuan Li and ran straight towards the Daoist temple. If he said that he didn’t know Qinggong at that speed, it would be an insult to his intelligence.

What he did not know was that after Xuan Li heard his words, he did not want to refuse at all. Instead, he was taking out his phone and preparing to give it to the other party to call Eldest Senior Brother.

However, he did not expect the other party to display a speed comparable to Qinggong within a few seconds of him taking out his phone. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

Xuan Li was stunned on the spot with his phone, not knowing what to do. Moreover, because the other party had just displayed a speed comparable to Qinggong, the tourists who saw his lightning speed were very shocked.

They pestered Xuan Li to ask him if he knew martial arts, if he could teach them, or if he could learn spells after becoming a Daoist priest.

Xuan Li, who was surrounded by a group of people, immediately felt troubled and did not know how to explain what had just happened.

The flower bloomed in half, not to mention the turmoil caused by Zhang Zizai’s series of actions.

At this moment, after ascending Heavenly Gate Mountain and entering the top of Heavenly Gate Mountain, which was not open to the public, he quickly ran towards the place where the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain was.

Three minutes later, after running to the place where the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain was, Zhang Zizai collapsed from exhaustion.

The old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, who was woken up by Zhang Zizai, looked at the little Daoist in front of him who was comparable to the sloppy king and had weak aura all over his body and asked with a dumbfounded expression. “Which generation are you from? Why did you come here to look for me in such a state?”

After Zhang Zizai caught his breath, he raised his disheveled face and replied in an extremely weak tone. “Master, it’s me!”

Looking at his precious disciple, whose face was as pale as incense paper and who looked like he had been humiliated several times, the hundred years of cultivation of the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain shattered on the spot.

He gently helped Zhang Zizai up and let him sit on him first. After meditating on the rock just now, he began to heal Zhang Zizai. While healing, he also asked Zhang Zizai what was going on. “Zizai, quickly tell me which bastard injured you to this extent! I can’t bear to lay a finger on you since you were young. But you’re actually beaten up like this. Did they really think I’m too old to carry a saber?! Tell me, which bastard beat you up? I promise to avenge you and throw all those who bullied you into the World Edge Tomb!”

It had to be said that the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain was amazing. After his magical treatment, Zhang Zizai’s physical condition quickly recovered, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

“Master, no one bullied me. I did this to myself.” Seeing that his master was getting more and more anxious, Zhang Zizai, who had just recovered, hurriedly explained his situation.

Hearing Zhang Zizai’s words, the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain hurriedly checked his physical condition carefully. After confirming that his precious disciple was not beaten up, he was relieved.

As the saying goes, concern makes one confused. If the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain was not too anxious at first, he would definitely be able to tell that something was wrong with Zhang Zizai’s body based on his experience.

However, when he saw him like that, the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain had long lost his mind. He wanted to cure Zhang Zizai first and then ask the person who beat him to avenge him. He did not investigate the specific situation of Zhang Zizai’s body at that time.

Looking at Zhang Zizai, who had temporarily recovered, the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain immediately scolded him. “You’re not young anymore, yet you don’t know your limits. I’ve pondered over the mysteries of the body for my entire life and haven’t comprehended much. What are you doing! Do you know how worried I was about you just now?!”

He looked at his master, who was like his biological father, criticizing him, but his treatment was not slow at all, as if he was afraid of hurting him. A feeling divided from his sixth sense just now arose in his heart, making him feel very flustered.

It was as if his master would leave him in the future. This made Zhang Zizai’s eyes turn slightly red, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes to his cheeks.