I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Voices of dissatisfaction were heard from more than ten followers of Prince Yi.

Most of them were rough men who had fought in the battlefields, tall and strong with rough features, so they looked down on people like Yan Xiu who had delicate skin and tender flesh.

Yan Xiu did not show any displeasure at this voice. He walked over and recited the Taoist name.

"Your Highness Prince Yi has come from afar, and I hope I am sorry for not welcoming you in person. I have prepared some tea in the courtyard to welcome you. Please."

After saying this, Yan Xiu turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

Tang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly shocked.

Yan Xiu gave him the feeling of a boundless ocean. Although seemingly calm on the surface, it contained surging power.

Although he had reached the peak of the Transformation Realm, Yan Xiu's true level of cultivation was completely beyond his comprehension.

Could it be the Xiantian realm? !

Such a young person in the Xiantian realm?

After a moment's silence, Tang Zheng suddenly smiled and said, "Fuzhen Temple is a place for Taoists to practice Taoism. Why should we be bound by the rules and regulations of the mundane world? Taoist Priest, please."

After saying this, he walked towards Fuzhen Temple with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

Taoist Mingxu and others immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Yan Xiu appeared in time, otherwise no one would be able to afford the offense when King Yi was furious.

In the courtyard, Yan Xiu and the other person sat on the ground.

Tang Zheng's eyes swept around the courtyard and finally fell on the Jianmu sapling.

Today, Jianmu has grown to the height of an ordinary sapling. Although it has not yet grown branches and leaves, it can already emit a trace of spiritual power, which is truly extraordinary.

Tang Zheng grew up in the palace and had seen many rare treasures presented as tribute. He could tell at a glance that Jianmu was special.

"I didn't expect that the Taoist priest has the leisure and elegance to plant trees."

Yan Xiu, who was brewing tea, took a glance and said with a smile, "It's just a way for mountain Taoists to pass the time."

Seeing that he had no intention of saying more, Tang Zheng turned his attention back to the tea table.

Yan Xiu's technique of brewing tea is smooth and pleasing to the eye, just like that of a veteran.

"Even the tea-making masters in the palace would probably sigh and feel inferior to the Taoist master's skills."

Yan Xiu poured a cup of tea and gently pushed it in front of him, saying calmly, "Your Highness, you are too kind. Please."

Tang Zheng took a sip and his eyes suddenly lit up.

As soon as the tea went into his mouth, it turned into warm currents that flowed through the veins of his body, and the hidden injuries he had suffered on the battlefield seemed to show signs of recovery.

“Good tea!”

Tang Zheng couldn't help but exclaim.

Yan Xiu thought to himself that if it didn't taste good, then something must be wrong.

This is the tea he carefully selected and roasted using spiritual power. It is far superior to ordinary tea.

Drinking it can cure chronic diseases for those with chronic illnesses, and it can also prolong life for ordinary people.

"If Your Highness likes it, I still have some here. You may as well give it to Your Highness."

Tang Zheng looked a little excited and said, "Thank you very much for giving up your love, Taoist priest."

This tea has such magical effects. When he brings it back to the palace and presents it to his father one day, it may be able to cure his long-standing illness.

After the tea had finished its five flavors, Yan Xiu asked softly, "I wonder why the King of Yi is here?"

Tang Zheng put down his teacup and cleared his throat.

"I heard about the Taoist priest's legendary deeds in the capital, and I was curious, so I came here today to see him."

My deeds have spread to the capital? This means the prince must have known about it, Yan Xiu thought.

If it were in the past, Yan Xiu would have felt that this matter was tantamount to a catastrophe. However, now that he has cultivated the fifth level of the Purple Mansion Immortal Sutra and is not afraid of the Tianyuan realm, he naturally will not be afraid of the imperial court's assassination anymore.

Yan Xiu thought to himself and replied, "I'm ashamed, it's just that the people spread it too much."

Although the facts are true, you didn't see it with your own eyes anyway, so what if I don't admit it?

Tang Zheng chuckled and changed the topic elsewhere.

Whether it was poetry or other tricky and unpopular questions, Yan Xiu could always answer them easily, which made Tang Zheng even more surprised.

This person looks to be about the same age as me, yet he knows so much.

After going around in a big circle, Tang Zheng said slowly.

"Master, you are so knowledgeable and talented, why do you have to sit in this temple and practice? Isn't there anything you want to pursue in this world?"

Yan Xiu put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the thriving Jianmu tree beside him, and said quietly.

"Xiaodao's pursuit is very simple, that is immortality."

Tang Zheng was stunned when he heard this and used a smile to hide his embarrassment.

"The Taoist priest is really funny."

Immortality?

Immortality seemed to him to be complete nonsense.

Throughout history, how many dynasties have collapsed and risen, and countless people of great talent and strategy have died young. Birth, aging, sickness and death are not something that a mere mortal can control.

Not to mention mortals, even the emperor can't do it.

Tang Zheng poured himself a cup of tea and said nonchalantly, "Master, are you willing to come out and help me achieve my ambitions?"

Now that it is confirmed that Yan Xiu is most likely a master of the Innate Realm, it becomes very important to win him over.

He has many good fighters under his command, but none of them is at the innate realm. If he can get Yan Xiu's help, his chances of winning will be much greater.

Such straightforward words made Yan Xiu glance at him inconspicuously. It seemed that Prince Yi had great ambitions.

But to Yan Xiu, the fight for the throne was no more than a child's game of house.

The ultimate pursuit of many emperors is nothing more than immortality. Now that I have already obtained the fruit of immortality, why should I get stuck in the quagmire?

"Xiao Dao is indifferent by nature, and used to having few desires. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to get used to the outside world."

"What's more, King Yi has numerous talented people under his command. I am just a country Taoist with limited knowledge and I am afraid I can't help King Yi."

Tang Zheng's expression straightened up. He stood up, walked to Jianmu, and gently stroked the tender sprouts that had just grown.

“This is wrong. I think what you have learned in your life is probably no more than what you can learn even if you are a royal tutor. Why don’t you come out of seclusion to benefit the people of the world?

The war in the northern border has not yet ended. In two or three years at most, the Shatuo Kingdom will make a comeback. By then, our Yuan Dynasty will inevitably be in a fierce battle again."

Tang Zheng walked to the rockery in the courtyard with his hands behind his back and continued speaking.

"The ancients said that if you want to resist foreign aggression, you must first stabilize the internal affairs. Now the Guizhou rebels are in a stalemate with the imperial court. On the surface, it seems that they have been suppressed, but I know that when the war in the northern border breaks out again, the Guizhou rebels will also riot. At that time, the internal and external wars will break out at the same time, and the Yuan Dynasty will be devastated."

Well said, but what the hell does this have to do with me?

Everyone has their own destiny of birth, aging, sickness and death. No matter how powerful I am, I cannot save all these living beings. I just need to take care of my own piece of land.

If war breaks out in the Yuan Dynasty and spreads to Fuzhen Temple, I will then step in to turn the tide and accumulate tremendous merit.

Yan Xiu thought to himself, and flicked his finger to inject a wisp of gentle spiritual power into Jianmu.

(Daily task, watering Jianmu 1/1)

Tang Zheng said so much but seeing Yan Xiu had no reaction, he couldn't help but feel convinced.

Could it be that this young Taoist priest really has no desire for fame or fortune at all?

There was no point in saying anything further. Tang Zheng walked to the table, drank the still warm tea, took out a token and placed it on the table.

"If you change your mind in the future, you can bring this item to the capital to find me. I will be waiting for you at any time."

After saying that, he walked out to the courtyard.

Just as I was about to go out, I suddenly heard a loud sound above my head.

The growing blue phoenix is ​​shuttling back and forth in the clouds, and its elegant figure can be glimpsed through the clouds.

Tang Zheng looked up and said in surprise, "It is said that the Taoist priest also raised a rare blue phoenix. I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true."

Naturally, there were also exotic beasts like these raised in the palace, but they were all small and tender animals. Although they were quite popular among the concubines, they were far less majestic than the Qingluan.

Tang Zheng turned around and said, "I, the disciple of Guanfu Zhen Temple, have a high level of cultivation. I wonder if I can have a fight with my subordinates?"