I was selling peach wood swords on a live stream, how did I become a Taoist ancestor?

Chapter 218 Homecoming Day, Li Jun Breaks Through Realm



Chapter 218 Homecoming Day, Li Jun Breaks Through Realm

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Miao territory, Linggu Cave.

The morning sun shines in from the eastern mountaintop, falling into the valley and turning everything golden. In the distance, the waterfall shimmers with white mist under the sunlight, and the rumbling sound of the water can be faintly heard.

Li Jun stood at the entrance of the wooden building, watching the people in the village busy themselves.

I'm leaving today.

Lan Cailing had a lot of things prepared: Miao specialties, medicinal herbs, cured meat, and glutinous rice cakes that her master loved to eat.

The bags and packages, big and small, were piled up at the door, like a small mountain.

"Aunt Lan, this is too much," Li Jun said helplessly.

Lan Cailing waved her hand: "Not much, just some local specialties. Take them back and enjoy them slowly."

She paused, looked at Li Jun, and her eyes were filled with gratitude.

"Master, thank you so much for this matter."

Li Jun shook his head: "Aunt Lan, you're too kind. Yin Jian is my brother, it's only right that I do this."

Lan Cailing was about to say something when she heard footsteps behind her.

Yin Jian and Lan Nianzhen walked over side by side.

Both of them changed their clothes today. Yin Jian wore a dark blue jacket, and Lan Nianzhen wore a light-colored coat. They looked no different from an ordinary young couple.

But Lan Cailing knew that they had already reached the Great Dao Integration stage.

"Brother Taoist priest," Yin Jian walked up, scratching his head, "You're leaving already?"

Li Jun nodded.

"Nianzhen and I are going back to Luxian in a couple of days," Yin Jian said. "We'll have a good get-together then."

Li Jun smiled and said, "Okay."

Jin Hao leaned over from the side and patted Yin Jian on the shoulder: "Yin Jiao, I'll take you to eat barbecue later, I guarantee it will be better than anything you've ever eaten before."

Yin Jian gave him an annoyed look: "Could you please stop calling me Silver Horn?"

Jin Hao chuckled twice: "What's it called? Horn?"

Yin Jian: "...You should still call yourself Silver Horn."

The group burst into laughter.

The old Taoist priest came out of the building; his hair was neatly combed, and he looked very energetic.

"Master, are you ready?" Li Jun asked.

The old Taoist priest nodded: "Alright, alright."

He looked at Lan Cailing, "Lord Lan Dong, thank you for your help these past few days."

Lan Cailing quickly said, "Master Zhang, you're too kind. It's an honor for Ling Gu Dong to have you here."

The old Taoist priest smiled and said nothing more.

Amu drove the car over, and several people loaded the things into the car.

Li Jun helped his master into the car, and Jin Hao sat in the passenger seat.

"Let's go," Li Jun said.

The car slowly started and drove out of the village gate.

In the rearview mirror, Lan Cailing, Yin Jian, Lan Nianzhen, and the other people from the village stood at the door, waving goodbye.

The old Taoist priest sat in the back seat, watching the valley recede into the distance outside the window, feeling somewhat sentimental.

"This place is really nice."

He said.

"I'd like to come again if I have the chance in the future."

Li Jun smiled and said, "Okay, next time I'll let you stay for a few more days."

The car drove down the mountain road, passing through the winding mountain roads, and onto the highway.

The scenery on both sides changed from valleys to fields, and from fields to cities.

We've arrived in Chimei City.

The car stopped in the airport parking lot.

The three walked through the lobby, crossed the jet bridge, and entered the cabin.

The old Taoist priest sat down by the window and fastened his seatbelt.

Li Jun sat next to him, while Jin Hao sat on the other side of the aisle.

The plane began to taxi.

The old Taoist priest looked out the porthole at everything outside.

Airport, terminal, and mountains in the distance.

The ground gets farther and farther away, and smaller and smaller.

Soon, it turned into a miniature map.

Then, the plane passed through the clouds.

Outside the window, everything was a vast expanse of white.

The old Taoist priest leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

Go home.

He closed his eyes.

Sunlight streamed in through the porthole, falling softly on his gray hair.

A slight smile appeared on his lips.

Li Jun looked at his master and suddenly felt a little dazed.

So much has happened in just a few days.

Yin Jian's engagement, a desert oasis, a broken sword, fragments of a gourd, that seed, and those speculations about his past life...

Each and every one of them was telling him—

This world is far more complex than he imagined.

And I myself seem to be far more special than I imagined.

He looked to the side.

Jin Hao was also sleeping, his head tilted to the side, drool hanging from the corner of his mouth, probably having some sweet dream.

Li Jun couldn't help but laugh when she saw his silly expression.

Regardless of what happened in their past lives, in this life, he is his brother.

It is the person who is by his side.

This is enough.

The plane broke through the clouds, and the sunlight became even brighter.

Li Jun leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, another face popped into my mind.

That face was smiling.

He was laughing very happily.

He still couldn't make out what that face looked like.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt indifferent.

Regardless of who you were in your past life, or what the future holds.

In this life, he has a master, Jin Hao, and Yin Jian.

He has these people by his side.

This is enough.

Li Jun closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat.

A strange feeling suddenly welled up in my heart.

That feeling was indescribable.

Just like—

Something is stirring within me.

Something is about to emerge from its cocoon.

Li Jun's heart stirred.

The crucial hurdle of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness—

We're about to break through.

He suppressed the urge to break through immediately, opened his eyes, and looked out the window.

Not urgent.

We'll talk about it when we get back to Qingfeng Temple.

……

The plane landed at Nancheng Airport at 4 p.m.

The old Taoist priest looked outside, somewhat dazed; only a few days had passed, yet it felt like an eternity.

"Let's go, Master." Li Jun stood up and took his suitcase from the luggage rack.

The old Taoist priest nodded, unbuckled his seatbelt, stood up, his legs were a little numb, so he held onto the back of the chair to steady himself.

Jin Hao was already waiting in the corridor, carrying two large bags containing Lan Cailing's local specialties.

He weighed it in his hand and muttered, "Aunt Lan is too generous. How long will it take to finish eating this?"

The three people followed the flow of people out.

After exiting the arrival hall, Jin Hao put his things down and rubbed his hands together. "Master Dao, please wait a moment, I'll go get the car."

The old Taoist priest stood at the doorway, looking at the gray sky outside, and suddenly said, "Jun'er, do you think even the heavens have a temper?"

Li Jun was taken aback: "Why do you say that, Master?"

The old Taoist priest pointed to the sky: "The sky in Miao territory is a clear, bright blue, while the sky here is gray and dull, making one feel uneasy just looking at it."

He paused for a moment, then said, "But once you've stayed in this place for a long time and gotten used to it, you won't feel at ease anywhere else, no matter how nice the weather is."

As Li Jun listened, he suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

In his entire life, Master never traveled far from home; that small temple in Lu County was his whole world.

Jin Hao drove up and stopped in front of them. Li Jun opened the car door and helped his master into the car.

The car drove out of the airport and onto the highway.

The old Taoist priest leaned against the window, casually browsing through countless books on Kele Novels, including "How Did I Become a Taoist Ancestor by Selling Peach Wood Swords on Live Stream?" His gaze was somewhat dazed as he watched the fields and villages rushing past outside.

"Jin Hao, drive carefully on the road," Li Jun said.

Jin Hao responded and slowed down the car.

An hour later, the car turned onto that familiar country road.

The poplar trees on both sides of the road are bare, their branches stretching towards the sky like an old man's fingers. In the distance, you can see a few tiled houses, with smoke rising from their chimneys in the twilight.

The old Taoist priest suddenly sat up straight.

Ahead, that familiar little hill came into view.

The mountain is not high, but it is very beautiful. Although the trees on the mountain have not yet sprouted, there is already a hint of spring.

On the mountainside, a small Taoist temple can be vaguely seen.

The blue tiles are mottled, and the courtyard walls are mottled.

That's Qingfeng Temple.

The old Taoist priest stared at the Taoist temple for a long time, and then he let out a long sigh.

"I'm back."

Li Jun looked at the Taoist temple and nodded. "Yes, I'm back."

The car was parked in an open space at the foot of the mountain, and the three of them began to climb the mountain carrying large and small bags.

At the entrance, the old Taoist priest stood for a long time, staring at the mottled wooden door and the three characters "Qingfeng Temple" on the lintel.

Then, he stepped forward, took out the old key from his pocket, and clicked the key open.

The door creaked open.

The scene in the courtyard was exactly the same as when I left.

A few withered leaves lay on the bluestone ground. The stone table and benches were still in their old places, covered with a thin layer of dust. The water vat leaned against the wall, its surface as calm as a mirror.

The old Taoist priest stood at the door, watching all this, and suddenly smiled.

"Home is still the best."

He stepped inside.

Li Jun followed behind him, pulling the suitcase.

Whoosh!

Just then, the dragonfish poked its head out of the tank, frantically wagging its tail at Li Jun and the old Taoist priest, opening and closing its mouth to spit out strings of bubbles.

Li Jun laughed: "Oh, you missed us?"

The arowana nodded vigorously, wagging its tail even more enthusiastically.

Li Jun put down what he was holding, walked to the water tank, and reached out to touch the head of the arowana.

The old Taoist priest watched from the side and said with a smile, "This fish is more clingy than a dog."

At this moment, Li Jun noticed that the dragon fish was looking at him expectantly, as if it was anticipating something.

Li Jun suddenly remembered the dragon pearl he had collected in the desert, and he took the pale golden pearl out of his pocket.

The bead was only the size of a thumb, gleaming with a faint light, and a small dragon could be vaguely seen swimming inside.

The arowana's eyes lit up instantly.

It remained motionless in the water, staring intently at the bead.

Li Jun smiled and asked, "Want it?"

The arowana nodded frantically.

Li Jun put the beads into the water tank.

The moment the bead enters the water—

hum!

The entire water tank shimmered with a faint golden light!

The arowana swallowed the pearl whole, then spun wildly in the tank, splashing water everywhere.

Li Jun stood to the side watching, a slight smile playing on his lips.

After circling around a few times, the arowana slowly sank to the bottom of the water and remained motionless.

But the scales on its body began to glow—those fine golden lines were emerging from the edges of the scales, becoming clearer and clearer.

Jin Hao leaned closer, looking at the dragonfish in the tank, and exclaimed in amazement, "Brother Taoist, is it about to evolve?"

Li Jun nodded: "It should be."

Jin Hao stared at the dragonfish for a while, then whispered, "Taoist brother, do you think it might turn into a dragon someday?"

Li Jun paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Who knows?"

Jin Hao scratched his head, stared at the dragon fish for a few more seconds, and then turned around to move his things.

Li Jun stood by the water tank, looking at the dragonfish that had sunk to the bottom.

Its scales were still glowing, and the golden lines were getting denser and denser, spreading from the edges to the center, and the entire fish was shrouded in a faint golden light.

He stared at it for a long time.

Then he turned around and walked into the house.

……

In the evening, the old Taoist priest cooked several dishes.

There weren't many dishes, just some home-style fare: a plate of stir-fried greens, a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a bowl of hot and sour soup, and a dish of pickled vegetables.

Li Jun took out the local specialties that Lan Cailing had given him, sliced ​​a plate of cured meat, and heated up some glutinous rice cakes.

The three of them sat around a small table in the kitchen, eating with great enthusiasm.

The old Taoist priest took a sip of rice wine and squinted his eyes: "Home-cooked meals still taste the best."

With his mouth full of glutinous rice cakes, Jin Hao nodded indistinctly, "Mmm, the food in Miao region is delicious, but I just can't get used to it."

Li Jun smiled but didn't say anything. He picked up a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks and chewed it slowly.

After finishing the meal, Jin Hao helped clear the dishes and then said goodbye and left.

The courtyard fell silent.

The moonlight shone down, turning the courtyard into a silvery white.

The old Taoist priest sat at the stone table drinking tea when Li Jun came out of the house, holding a seed in his hand.

The seeds are oval-shaped with fine lines on the surface and a faint golden hue.

He walked to the corner of the yard, dug a small hole in the ground with his finger, put the seed in, and covered it with soil.

The old Taoist priest saw this and curiously walked over to ask, "Jun'er, what are you planting?"

Li Jun patted the dirt off his hands and thought for a moment: "It might be a gourd."

"A gourd?" The old Taoist priest was taken aback. "Why would you plant it?"

Li Jun smiled: "This gourd is different."

The old Taoist priest glanced at him but didn't ask any more questions.

His apprentice said it was different, so it must be different. He turned around and went back to the stone table to continue drinking tea.

Li Jun stood in front of that piece of land and looked at it for a few seconds.

The seeds were buried in the soil, but nothing happened.

But he could sense that the glimmer of life within that seed was slowly awakening.

It may take some time.

Perhaps it will take some opportunity.

But one day, it will sprout.

Li Jun thought for a moment, then turned and went back to his room.

It's time for a breakthrough.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes.

The pure energy within his body surged like a tide, and his divine thoughts, as vast as the sea, filled the ancestral aperture between his eyebrows.

He has reached the end of the Refining Spirit Realm.

Only one last step remains.

Li Jun took a deep breath and focused his mind on his dantian.

There, a point of golden light was slowly rotating, its golden glow illuminating the entire dantian.

The crucial juncture of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness is right before us.

Li Jun stopped suppressing it.

His mind became one with that golden light.

boom!

An invisible force erupted from his body!

This force is powerful and vast, surging in all directions like a tide!

The old Taoist priest in the courtyard trembled slightly in his teacup.

He looked up at Li Jun's room.

Then he smiled.

"That brat."

He shook his head and continued drinking his tea.

In the aquarium, the golden light on the arowana's body shone even brighter.

In the corner of the yard, the seed buried in the soil trembled slightly.

It was as if it sensed something.

In response.

Under the moonlight, Qingfeng Temple sits quietly on the mountainside.

The blue tiles are mottled, and the courtyard walls are mottled.

The red lanterns hanging from the eaves swayed gently in the evening breeze.

Everything was familiar.

But everything is different now.

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