The next day, Li Ji woke up early. His swordsmanship and breathing were not relaxed. It was uncertain whether he could cultivate his true nature or lose his old skills.

I no longer went to the streets and alleys of Xichang to search for that delicious food. After having breakfast at the inn and asking for directions, I headed straight to Jibei Street. Xichang was huge, and it took me almost an hour to find the Dao Palace that had high recognition in the waiter's mouth - a tall four story wooden building that was not magnificent, but exceptionally heavy. The wooden building had no signs, but Li Ji knew it was here. Dao Yun was a very ethereal thing, and he felt it, just like he had been by the side of the Taoist of Chongfa.

There were no imagined guards standing tall and heavily guarded, with only an old man sweeping the floor and sprinkling water at the entrance. The door is open, as if not rejecting guests, and occasionally pedestrians passing by also keep a distance, showing great respect.

Li Ji was bold, and his admiration for authority from his past life was also limited. After hesitating for a while, he took a step forward until he walked into the door, and Lao Cangtou didn't care at all. Only then did he let go of his worries.

The wooden building has no decoration and is made entirely of natural wood. I thought there were countless winding corridors and spiral staircases inside, but I found that there was only one central hall, with a table in the hall and a woman behind the table holding a scroll of a book in her hand. There was no one else inside the building except for this woman, simple and spacious, which actually gave him an invisible pressure.

Li Ji straightened his sleeves slightly and walked over deeply, 'Excuse me, Xianchang...' He really didn't know how to address the person in front of him, Daoist friend? The Taoist? Daogu? It seems that none of them are suitable.

The woman did not stand up, and with a round of eyes, Li Ji felt a pressure rushing towards him. He walked with a slight chill and spoke with increasing caution and respect. "Coming down from Nanli, I heard that there is a Taoist palace in the city that dominates the world. I dare to come here and ask where the Taoist path is

If there are children at home, they can be sent to the Dao Palace for investigation. If they meet the conditions and pay the full fees, they can enter the Dao Palace to study. "The woman's voice was cold.

Before I got married and had no children, I am the one who yearns for the path of immortality. "Before she could finish her sentence, the woman's eyebrows furrowed." Ignorant people, frogs at the bottom of a well, with ordinary bodies, dare to aspire to the path of enlightenment. At your age, are you here to entertain me? "As he brushed his sleeve, Li Ji felt a strong force rushing towards him, unable to hold on, and had to keep retreating. When he finally settled down, he found himself standing three zhang away outside the wooden building. Another person who wants to cultivate immortality and go crazy

At this age, I really dare to think. Fortunately, Yun Xianzi has been sitting in the palace recently. If it were for a few other immortals, this person would probably suffer a big loss

Look at his attire, he's definitely not a native of the area. Haha, this out of town bumpkin always has a few people coming to bump into the southern wall every month... "People around him pointed out with great joy.

Truly inexplicable, Li Ji was furious in his heart, but he also knew that this place could not be taken lightly. It seems that the difference between immortals and mortals is not that every cultivator is as kind as Chongfa. Leaving dejectedly, You felt unwilling and circled around the wooden building. Suddenly, a thought moved him and he found a teahouse near the wooden building to sit down, his eyes fixed only on Dao Gong. He doesn't necessarily have to gain something here, the most important thing is to understand the path of cultivation. Unexpectedly, Kun Dao didn't even give him the opportunity to inquire.

Not long after, someone walked out of the wooden building, and it was the old man named Cangtou who had been sweeping the floor at the entrance before, carrying a bamboo basket in his hand, as if he was going out to buy. Li Ji hurriedly left the teahouse, followed from a distance, and quickly chased after him at the corner of the street. "Old man, please stay for a moment, young man