Chapter 5: A Surprising Encounter with the Ancestor

Dao Xiu pointed towards the distance of the square and said, "Look over there." Hai Long followed his指向 and was instantly stunned. At the far end of the Qitian Square, there was a patch of seven-colored clouds, the glow of the clouds quietly settled there like a stunning rainbow descending to the world, vibrant and splendid,凝结成 a mass, resembling a gigantic sphere of light.

Upon hearing Lingzhizi's words, everyone was immediately filled with great excitement. Among the disciples of their generation, someone had finally ascended to the third generation realm. Almost simultaneously, they all bowed and said: "Congratulations, Daoist Master Uncle."

Two lines of tears suddenly flowed from Daoming's small eyes. He once again bowed three times to the strange man before standing up and gracefully controlling his flying sword to depart.

Dao smiled faintly and said, "Junior brothers, I will first go to receive Fengyu Peak. Second junior brother, you stay behind and gather with everyone. " After saying this, without the aid of a flying sword, he soared into the air, his body gently lifted by a faintly visible cloud as he floated away.

The strange person said: "During cultivation, one must avoid arrogance and impatience, and not act too hastily. As long as you persist in your practice, you will surely achieve something. Hmm, someone is coming. Do not make a sound." Amid Hai Long's astonishment, the strange person swiftly unleashed a beam of golden light, completely enveloping his body. Hai Long felt that he could no longer move. Under the force of a great power, he was thrown into the nearby woods.

The beautiful Ling Feizi stood out among the disciples of the Lianyun Sect, and Hai Long immediately caught sight of her slender figure. Beside her were Ling Yazi, Ling Yingzi, and Ling Muzi. At the forefront was a woman of ordinary appearance, a female cultivator. Her attire was similar to that of Dao Ming Zhenren, who was indeed the master of Ling Feizi and the others, Dao Yun Zhenren.

Ling Zhizi shot a glare at Ling Yuzi and said, "You little brat, there's no need to be envious. A few days ago, I discovered some excellent gemstones. When the time comes, I will help you set them into your flying swords, which will surely elevate your flying swords to the level of spiritual artifacts."

The little clever one chirped a few times, then spread its form and set off with the sea dragon back along the original path

Hailong's face flushed as he said, "I have hardly made any progress, still merely at the initial stage of understanding. My second master mentioned that the Seven Cultivation Swords given by the grandmaster contain a vast amount of spiritual energy, yet my cultivation shows no response at all. I can clearly feel the spiritual energy gathering in my body like the ocean embracing a hundred rivers, but my magical cultivation simply cannot improve."

The strange man finally spoke, bluntly stating: "You came to see me for no good reason; it's merely because you're coveting my little treasures."

Crawling out of the stone basin and shaking off the droplets of water, Hailong felt as if his body had undergone some changes, though he could not specify what had changed. "Little clever one, do you know what this is?" Hailong pointed to the now transparent liquid in the stone basin.

After playing for more than an hour, Hailong finally embraced the Seven Cultivation Sword and entered a state of cultivation. The Seven Cultivation Sword is indeed a treasure, and the Qingling Stone is most suitable for Hailong at this moment. After a night of cultivation, his magical power has accelerated in its enhancement.

Hailong asked in confusion: "Master, since only the sect leader can enter, how do you know so much about what is inside? Have you perhaps been in there yourself?"

Ling Yuzi was overjoyed, "Then I will thank my second senior brother in advance"

Ling Yuzi approached the Sea Dragon and said with a smile, "Senior Brother is truly generous! In fact, he could completely use the Seven Refinements Sword himself. It seems that the Master Ancestor must have bestowed upon him some good fortune again"

At the behest of Dao Ming Zhen Ren, Dao Xiu Zhen Ren and Ling Zhi Zi channeled their magical powers to lift the five individuals, who had lost their luster, and brought them to the summit. They had finally reached their destination.

Ling Zhizi smiled and said: "From now on, everyone must change how they address him. Senior Brother has successfully reached the pinnacle of his cultivation. After passing the test of our Grandmaster, the Heavenly Stone Daoist, he has now officially become a third-generation disciple of our sect and has been given the name Dao Xiu Zhen Ren. He will personally oversee Fengyu Mountain. I have come today to bid farewell to all my junior brothers."

Daoming trembled all over and exclaimed, "Senior, could it be that you are already about to..."

As it floated down to the ground, Hai Long embraced the clever little one in his arms and strode purposefully into the woods. The monkey troop was as playful as ever; today was not the time for soaking in that green liquid. After greeting the other monkeys, Hai Long brought the little one to the lakeside at m.hetushu.com. To his surprise, the mysterious figure was also sitting by the lake today, still dressed in the same attire, still facing away from him.

You must be very curious about the relationship between Dao Ming and me, right? Before Hai Long could ask, the strange person had already clarified the doubts in Hai Long's mind

Upon hearing the words "Tan Yu," Hai Long felt a wave of discomfort in his heart and perfunctorily responded before returning to his room. For a child, nothing brings more joy than acquiring a new and intriguing item. He intended to thoroughly study the treasure he had just obtained.

Dao Xiu almost choked on his own saliva, coughing several times to conceal his inner embarrassment, and scolded, "This is a crucial area of my faction; how could I have ever entered? Don't speak carelessly. Do you want to get me killed? I heard this from my master."

The little clever one scratched his head, revealing a look of confusion.

Dao Xiu did not directly answer Hai Long's question, but said lightly: "The Jie Tian Square at the peak of Jie Tian is the place where the sect leader summons the disciples. The elevation of Jie Tian Square exceeds 10,000 meters, and its abundant spiritual energy surpasses that of the 72 peaks of the Jue Lian Yun Mountain Range, making it one of the four great immortal realms on the land of Shenzhou, known as the Jie Tian Sacred Realm. The area surrounded by the seven-colored radiance is our sect's Jie Tian Palace, which only the sect leader can enter. Inside, it houses the法尊 of the successive ancestors and some precious classics."

Daoming, with great care, tucked the gourd into his bosom and, with a thud, knelt down on the ground, unexpectedly bowing three times to the strange person, saying, "Thank you for your generous gift, esteemed elder. Daoming will never forget your kindness."

The eccentric remained silent, still facing the pond, as if the gently rippling clear water contained some profound truth. Daoming seemed to have long since grown accustomed to the eccentric's demeanor, showing no concern, and continued: "It has been many days since we last met, and your presence remains as impressive as ever. I have just concluded my secluded training and came to pay my respects to you."

From the mountainside to the summit, it is merely a fleeting moment. Dao Ming, whom Hai Long had just seen yesterday, had changed into a gray robe and was standing at the peak, waiting for everyone. As he watched his eleven disciples arrive without exception, he said little, calmly stating, "We ascend to the Heavenly Peak." After saying this, without any visible gesture, a flash of blue light appeared behind him, and he had already floated up, landing on his flying sword. Amidst the dazzling light, he swiftly flew deep into the mountain range. Surrounded by mountains, on occasions when the clouds and mist cleared, only some bluish-gray peaks could be seen. Beneath them lay a sea of ever-changing clouds, and as they pierced through the clouds and fog, they often left behind a trail of smoke tinged with blue light, resembling the descent of an immortal.

Ling Zhizi said: "Alright, everyone, return to your cultivation. Tanyu, this is your time to lay the foundation. You must not miss a single day of practicing the Tianxin Decision, do you understand?"

The green liquid was no different from water, colorless and odorless, resembling a large block of green well water. Under the repeated urging and coaxing of the clever little one, the sea dragon submerged into the basin. The temperature of the green liquid was just right, and as the sea dragon soaked in it, he felt a wave of comfort throughout his body. Holding the Seven-Repair Sword he had obtained just yesterday, which hung outside the basin, he unknowingly drifted off to sleep.

At the peak of the Connecting Heaven, the scene that Hai Long had envisioned finally appeared before him. In front was a vast square, its ground paved with blue stones. This was no ordinary blue stone; beneath the surface, a faint luminescence flowed subtly. The azure sky seemed to be within reach; when he looked up, all he could see was a sapphire-like blue that appeared almost transparent. The boundless feeling opened his heart wide. There were no clouds, no mist, and the temperature was much lower compared to Mo Yun Peak. The azure sky seemed to be within reach; when he looked up, all he could see was a sapphire-like blue that appeared almost transparent. The boundless feeling opened his heart wide. There were no clouds, no mist, and the temperature was much lower compared to Mo Yun Peak. At the edge of the square, there was a fence made of the same blue stone, simple and ancient in style, adorned only with some unpretentious patterns. From here, gazing into the distance, it felt as if he had already entered a realm of immortals, where everything seemed dreamlike and unreal.

Although Daoist Master and Ling Zhi Zi are not assisting the several junior brothers, they have deliberately lagged behind, so that they can provide timely assistance should the junior brothers encounter any danger

How beautiful! Master, what place is that? Why is there a rainbow of colors?

Hai Long felt a stir in his heart and couldn't help but recall the words of that strange person. Ming Zhi asked, "Didn’t you say that the master ancestor was in a deadlock? How could he come out so easily? What kind of excitement has made you so happy?"

As time passed, the magical abilities of the crowd became evident. After flying at high speed for ten minutes, Dao Ming Zhen Ren remained unchanged, just as at the beginning. Dao Xiu Zhen Ren, Ling Zhi Zi, and Ling Yuan Zi also appeared to be at ease. However, several lower-tier disciples, including Ling Yu Zi, seemed to be struggling somewhat

A large hand appeared on the hilt of the sword, "Silly boy, the Seven Refinements Sword is not meant to be used this way."

Hailong curiously accepted the Qixiu Sword, and seeing the envious gazes of the other masters, he knew that this sword must be a valuable item. After receiving the sword from the Daoist master, his admiration for his master, who had now become his grandmaster, greatly increased. He hurriedly expressed his respect, saying: "Thank you, Master, for bestowing this sword."

Dao Xiuzi, while observing several junior brothers who had reached their limits, communicated with Hai Long, saying: "This is Jietian Peak, which is also the fundamental stronghold of our Lianyun Sect. Look, disciples from various peaks are all rushing here." The mountain peak before them still seemed somewhat unreal. Hai Long looked around, and indeed, as Dao Xiu had mentioned, streams of blue light were continuously moving towards the summit of Jietian Peak.

Hailong stepped forcefully on the bluestone ground and laughed, "Alright, alright, I won't say anything more, shall I? Isn't that Master Ling Feizi and the others?"

Ling Feizi's white eyes were so captivating in the gaze of the Sea Dragon that his heart warmed, and he felt an urge to approach and strike up a conversation. However, just as he took a step forward, he realized that his body could no longer move. The voice of Dao Ming Zhenren echoed in his ears, "Tanyu, how do you know Ling Feizi?"

Two months have passed. Since acquiring the Seven Repair Sword, Hai Long's cultivation progress has accelerated significantly, seemingly allowing him to feel an increase in his magical power every day. However, it is rather strange that despite absorbing a considerable amount of magical power, he still remains at the early level of the Initial Insight stage, and the volume of the hot flow within him has not increased. Generally, every three days, a basin of prepared green liquid appears. Although he does not know what it is, Hai Long treats this green liquid as the best sleeping place, needing to sleep for a full half day each time. When he wakes up, the green liquid has turned transparent. Initially, Hai Long was afraid of staining his skin green, but after a few times, this fear naturally dissipated in the face of reality. The mysterious stranger has appeared infrequently; over the past three months, Hai Long has only seen him three or four times, and he rarely speaks. Hai Long has never seen his face clearly, and in his mind, he is entirely an enigmatic figure.

Under the leadership of Ling Yunzi, the eight masters of the Sea Dragon respectfully said at the same time: "We have met the Senior Brother and the Second Brother." The visitors were indeed Ling Xiuzizi, the eldest disciple of Dao Ming Zhenren, and Ling Zhizi, the second disciple.

The strange person chuckled and said, "You little rascal, are you trying to exchange this dew liquid again? Is my treasure not worth more than this century-old creation?"

The cloak of the strange figure trembled slightly, as if to prevent Daoming from continuing. "It has been six thousand years; the punishment I have endured should be sufficient. Remember, August 15th, five years from now."

The strength of the strange man was perfectly calibrated, allowing the sea dragon's body to lean against a large tree, enabling him to see the scene by the pond through the bushes. A flash of blue light appeared, and a bulky figure floated down ten meters away from the strange man. When the sea dragon clearly saw this figure, his eyes widened in astonishment; had he not been restrained by the strange man, he would have likely cried out in surprise. For the person who suddenly appeared was none other than his ancestral master, Dao Ming, a third-generation disciple of the Lianyun Sect.

Ling Yuzi chuckled and said, "Of course I am happy. After ten years of arduous cultivation, I have also been bored for ten years. Finally, there will be something lively to watch tomorrow. Your master’s ancestor will also be attending."

The strange person said lightly: "Those restrictions have no effect on me. Moreover, when I arrived, the restrictions were not as strong as they are now. I do not belong to any particular sect; if I had to categorize myself, I would say I am more of a Daoist. Your ancestral master Daoming met me when he first came here to cultivate. What a pity, what a pity, by that time he had already practiced for two hundred years. Although he is kind-hearted and treated me well, he was unable to pass on that..." At this point, the strange person paused. Hailong felt a stir in his heart, and Fuling said earnestly: "Did my ancestral master want to learn spells from you? Then you must be very powerful. Would you teach me? I can only perform a probing technique right now." The probing technique was something Ling Yuzi had just taught him a few days ago, which could detect the cultivation level of oneself or others, but it would not work if the difference in cultivation was too great.

Not seeing the imagined Ling Feizi, Hai Long couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. He nodded and said, "You must be the Master and the Second Master. Now the Master has become the Grandmaster."

More than 200 people have already gathered at Tian Square, clustering in groups of three to five, engaged in conversation.

Ling Zhizi and Dao Xiu exchanged a glance, and both simultaneously unleashed their magical powers, enveloping the several junior disciples with weaker cultivation behind them. With their assistance, Ling Yuzi and the others were able to stabilize their bodies

Hailong smiled bitterly to himself, having been reminded not to speak. Now, he couldn't even move a finger, let alone say anything. It had been a few months since he arrived here, and this was the first time he encountered someone else. Who could it be?

Lingxiuzi smiled and said, "Brothers, there is no need for excessive formalities." Although Lingxiuzi was not as handsome as Lingzhizi, he possessed a stronger aura of heroism between his brows. His fair skin was surrounded by a radiant glow, clearly indicating that his cultivation had reached a considerable level

At last, breaking through a thick layer of clouds, a peak that seems to float in the sky appeared before everyone. Compared to this peak, the other mountains of the Yun Mountain Range were almost invisible, reduced to mere black dots.

"Chirp, chirp." The clever little sound startled the sea dragon from his daydreaming. Only then did he realize that the restrictions had been lifted. He stretched his limbs and walked towards the strange figure.

"Little Clever, you don't have to work so hard to pick me up every day. Didn't I tell you that I already know the way now?" Hai Long said to the Little Clever, who had already reached his knee in height.

"Hailong, why are you back so early today! Is that little monkey not playing with you anymore?" Ling Yuzi's voice came clearly. The footsteps stopped outside Hailong's door

In his sleep, Hai Long seemed to feel waves of scorching air continuously flowing into his body, bringing an extraordinary comfort to the areas the heat passed through. It was unclear how much time had passed, but he finally awakened from his slumber after Xiao Jiling had pulled out more than ten of his hairs.

Dao Ming hurriedly said: "Of course not, how could the treasures crafted by the senior be compared to the Dew Liquid? They are simply worlds apart. However, the unique efficacy of this Dew Liquid would be very beneficial for you. I kindly ask you, in the name of the Lianyun Ancestor, to bestow some upon your disciple."

The little clever one chirped a few times; it naturally could not respond to Hailong's words, but it gestured at Hailong a couple of times, leaped high, and used a sturdy tree branch to propel itself forward, dashing towards the monkey group like a shooting star chasing the moon. Hailong let out a long howl, his feet touching the ground, and the heat within him naturally flowed down to his legs, making his whole body feel weightless as he lightly pursued the little clever one. The speed at which the man and the monkey advanced was astonishingly fast; in less than half an hour, they had already arrived at the forest outside the monkey group with ease.

On the morning of the second day, all eleven disciples of Dao Ming Zhen Ren, including those who had already ascended to the third generation and Ling Yuan Zi, who was in seclusion for cultivation, gathered at Mo Yun Ping along with Hai Long.

Dao Xiu smiled and said, "Please do not call me 'Shishu'; I cannot bear that title! Let us refer to each other as brothers instead, otherwise it would be quite awkward." His gaze, as substantial as reality, fell upon Hai Long, and he smiled, saying, "I heard from my second junior brother that he took in a disciple from the Fifth Generation last year; that would be you, right"

Rushing out of the room, Hai Long was surprised to find that several of his masters had come out even before him. Moreover, there were two unfamiliar individuals on Mo Yun Ping, but judging by their attire, they were also disciples of Lian Yun Sect

Listening to the words of Master Daoming, all the disciples experienced a sense of enlightenment. Both Master Daoxiu and Lingzhizi withdrew their respective powers, while only a few at the Cloud Ascension realm pushed their cultivation to the limit. In just a few simple sentences, Master Daoming had already educated all of his disciples

Without consulting Dao Ming Zhen Ren, Ling Yun Zi recounted everything that had happened over a year ago in detail. When he reached the part about accepting Zi Zhi, he mentioned that he took Hai Long from Ling Mu Zi and transformed it into his own acceptance, thereby subtly resolving Hai Long's unreasonable actions from that day.

"Master Brother, oh no, Daoist Uncle, https://m.hetushu.com, at this gathering of the peaks, our Moyaun Peak is sure to make a grand impression. You are indeed a young master who has risen from the fourth generation to the third in a hundred years!" The speaker was Ling Yuanzai, who ranked third. He appeared somewhat daft, yet spoke very articulately. When Hailong first saw him, he nearly laughed out loud, as Ling Yuanzai resembled the silly goose that Zhang Hao's family used to keep. Later, Ling Yuzi quietly informed him that despite Ling Yuanzai's seemingly foolish demeanor, he was actually quite shrewd, and the other senior brothers were reluctant to engage with him. His cultivation was indeed profound, having already reached the initial stage of the Realization realm.

Hai Long's attention was entirely focused on the Seven Cultivation Sword in his hand. The sword sheath was ancient and simple, adorned with basic patterns, while the hilt featured a pale blue gemstone that continuously emitted strong spiritual energy. Compared to the small iron rod he had obtained during the day, this Seven Cultivation Sword, brimming with spiritual energy, was like heaven and earth. In a moment of excitement, he instinctively grasped the hilt, eager to draw the sword from its sheath.

Dao Xiu smiled faintly and explained: "This is the Tianjie Square of our Lianyun Sect, built with countless efforts by generations of ancestors."

Well, how is your progress in cultivation recently

Hailong chuckled, "I am truly foolish! Even if you know, you cannot possibly tell me; you cannot speak, can you? Oh dear, it is already noon, and I must hurry back. Please accompany me for a while; I do not quite remember the way I came."

Strange Person said: "When you return, your masters will naturally inform you. Go now. Come back the day after tomorrow. After you return, do not tell others about having met your ancestral master here. If you make any mistakes in the future and your ancestral master punishes you, just mention the four words 'golden eyes and fiery gaze,' and he will not trouble you."

Hai Long questioned, "What is the time for the gathering of the peaks?"

Daoming's expression was unusually respectful as he sheathed his dark blue flying sword and bowed to the strange man, saying, "I have the honor of meeting you, esteemed elder." Hailong's heart trembled; if even his own master referred to this strange man as an elder, how profound must his cultivation be! However, Daoming did not address him as a teacher, indicating that this strange man did not belong to his sect, Lianyun Sect.

Ling Zhizi explained: "Among the magical tools used by practitioners of our cultivation, there are four levels: Immortal, Treasure, Spirit, and True. This Qixiu Sword belongs to the upper grade of spirit tools and is a rare treasure. Its most precious feature is the Qingling Stone on the hilt, which contains immense spiritual energy. From now on, as long as you keep it by your side, the subtle influence of the spiritual energy will greatly benefit your cultivation. Before you reach the Tengyun realm and can fly with the tool, you must never unsheathe it, as it could very likely harm you."

"Do not help them. Can you really assist them for a lifetime?" The cold voice of Dao Ming Zhen Ren clearly reached everyone's ears, "Only when faced with dire circumstances is it easiest to achieve breakthroughs. In ordinary times, the one who puts in more effort and possesses greater insight will be able to demonstrate their abilities when it truly matters. The difficulties of the present are the cause, while the efforts of the future are the effect. Without experiencing the pain of hardship, how can they comprehend the true essence of cultivation?"

Daoming awkwardly smiled and said, "Senior, I am also helpless in this situation! I ask for your understanding. Here is a token of my respect; please accept it." As he spoke, a flash of blue light appeared in his hand, and a small jade bottle materialized in his palm. Hailong recognized it; it was the same type of jade bottle that Lingyunzi had given to Lingmuzi, containing the condensation liquid.

Hailong nodded and said, "Senior, since you are not a member of our Lianyun Sect, why have you been here all this time? Aren't the Seventy-Two Peaks restricted by the formation of the Lianyun Sect? Which of the Seven Great Sects do you belong to? My master seems to hold you in high regard."

Dao Xiu clearly did not like this third junior brother, and said calmly: "Third junior brother, it would be better for you to call me senior brother; otherwise, I will feel uncomfortable"

Hailong looked up and saw that Second Master Lingzhizi had somehow already arrived in front of him.

"Senior, I have arrived," said Hailong, gazing at the figure of the strange person. Although he had never seen the person's face, the stranger had unknowingly become the individual he respected the most.

Dao Xiu smiled and said: "You have been here for a year, and this is the first time the Master has seen you. Last time, Second Junior Brother gave you a Peiyuan Pill, and I cannot be stingy, so I will give you this to use." As he spoke, he gestured with two fingers of his right hand, and the flying sword behind him floated over, enveloped in a blue light, with its sheath suspended in front of the Sea Dragon. Dao Xiu explained: "This is my Seven Cultivation Sword. Now that I have reached the Pinnacle Realm, it is time to refine a new magical artifact, so I will give this to you. Once you reach the Cloud Soaring Realm, you will naturally be able to use it." Dao Xiu explained: "This is my Seven Cultivation Sword. Now that I have reached the Pinnacle Realm, it is time to refine a new magical artifact, so I will give this to you. Once you reach the Cloud Soaring Realm, you will naturally be able to use it."

The strange person said: "I remember that one of your masters once told you that cultivating the Heavenly Heart Technique is fundamental. He was absolutely right; magical power is the source of all Daoist arts, while spells are merely methods of application. If your magical power reaches an infinite realm, any spell in your hands can unleash unimaginable power. Do not be surprised at how I know this; not to mention this small Moya Peak, even all seventy-two peaks of the Lianyun Mountain Range cannot escape my keen sight. Alright, you may return now. Tomorrow seems to be the day of the ten-year gathering of the peaks for your Lianyun Sect, so you need not come."

Ling Yuzi said: "Tomorrow marks the day of the disciples' gathering of our Lianyun Sect, lasting a total of three days. Disciples from various sects will have the opportunity to exchange their cultivation experiences, and the nine second-generation ancestors will publicly assess the cultivation levels of all disciples. Receiving guidance from our elders will greatly benefit our practice. This gathering of peaks is of great significance to our Lianyun Sect; regardless of the circumstances surrounding your ancestral master, he will definitely emerge tomorrow. Aren't you the one who loves to have fun the most? There will be plenty for you to enjoy tomorrow"

Hai Long instinctively said, "Last time, Master Ling Fei and the others came to Mo Yun Ping to exchange for the Condensation Dew Liquid; of course, I recognized them." Feeling a lightness throughout his body, he had regained his ability to move. Turning his head, he saw that Dao Ming Zhen Ren's expression had darkened, while Ling Yun Zi and the others looked like children who had made a mistake, each lowering their heads. Sticking out his tongue, Hai Long realized he had let something slip.

Hailong was completely bewildered, unable to even sense that the restrictions on his body had been lifted. He truly could not understand the relationship between his ancestor and the strange person by the pond. Especially, what did the tears left by Daoming at the end signify? Could it be that this strange person was about to die?

The strange man said softly: "It has always been this way. You should leave now. Our fates are drawing to a close, and I fear there will not be many opportunities for us to meet again. Over the years, I have certainly benefited from you. If you are sincere, come here to see me off on the fifteenth day of the eighth month five years from now. That may bring you some benefits."

Ling Zhizi smiled slightly and said, "It is getting late; let us set off. We must not keep our master waiting." Everyone nodded in agreement. Dao Xiu, the highest in cultivation, noted that the distance from Mo Yun Peak to Jie Tian Peak was considerable, requiring long-distance flight. Having just reached the stage of flying without the aid of a flying sword, his cultivation was still unstable. Therefore, he temporarily borrowed the Seven Cultivation Sword he had given to Hai Long, using his magical power to propel the sword and flying ahead with Hai Long. This was not the first time Hai Long had ridden a flying sword; now, he not only felt no fear but instead experienced a thrilling excitement.

Hailong opened the door and let Ling Yuzi into the room, saying: "I played for a while today and then came back. Master Eleven, you seem quite happy today, don't you?"

The next morning, Hai Long, just like the day before, arrived among the monkey group with Xiao Ji Ling. The strange person did not appear, but left Hai Long a stone basin. The basin was quite large, and after Xiao Ji Ling gestured and pointed, Hai Long finally understood that this was actually a bathtub, specifically for bathing.

Hailong nodded, bid farewell to the strange man and the little clever one, and then soared into the air, racing towards the direction of Moyunping. Today's peculiar events were truly numerous; even with his intelligence, he could not comprehend the meaning of the conversation between Daoming Zhenren and the strange man.

With a whoosh, the jade bottle fell into the cloak of the strange man and disappeared. The strange man said, "Considering you are also one of my kind, I will give you a little. In the future, try to disturb me less; you should know what realm I have reached now. Take it." A small wooden gourd flew out from the strange man's hand and gently landed in Daoming's hand.

Hailong saw Ling Feizi, and Ling Feizi also saw him. In Ling Feizi's heart, Hailong was merely a mischievous child. She cast him a glance and did not make any further gestures.