BECOMING A WIZARD BY STARTING FROM THE MIND CLOSURE TECHNIQUE

Chapter 758: Chapter 230: Visiting Relatives_2

“Colin, I have prepared some pure tea in the quiet room. I wonder if I am fortunate enough to invite you for a chat,” Immortal Jingxu said, waving his horsetail whisk and pointing in a direction.

“It is my honor to have a mystical discussion with Immortal Jingxu,” Link immediately agreed.

“Please,”

“After you.”

After some polite formalities, Immortal Jingxu led the way with Link following behind.

Soon, they arrived at a quiet room in a side hall.

The room wasn’t large, only about a square meter in size, with no other objects inside, just a low square table and two cushions.

It was spotlessly clean, bright and tidy. No incense had been burned, making the air fresh.

Both sat opposite each other on the low couch. Immortal Jingxu poured two cups of tea from the teapot.

It was indeed pure tea.

The tea was clear, without any discoloration, and had a faintly fragrant aroma.

Just a whiff could cleanse one’s heart and sweep away one’s troubles.

This simple and unadorned tea-brewing skill had deeply impressed Link.

A few more locked memories surfaced, making Link think of the tea he had produced in the Wizard World.

“I’ve deviated! I’ve really deviated!”

He sighed inwardly at how he had lost the true essence of tea, but his face remained calm. After thanking Immortal Jingxu, he took a sip of the tea.

“Excellent tea!”

Leaving the tea in his mouth for a brief moment, before swallowing it, Link couldn’t stop praising.

“Wherein lies its excellence?” Immortal Jingxu asked with a smile.

“In its ability to cleanse the heart and reduce desires,” Link replied with a similar smile.

“Have you cleansed your heart though?” Immortal Jingxu asked casually as he sipped his tea.

Rather than reply, Link countered, “Has Immortal Jingxu reduced his desires?”

“I’m ashamed!” Immortal Jingxu pondered seriously, his face reflecting embarrassment. Still, he didn’t shy away, “My cultivation is insufficient, and I haven’t managed to reduce my desires.”

“In that case, I haven’t cleaned out my heart, and I have numerous worries,” Link continued smoothly. Then, changing his tone, he asked, “I hear that Immortal Jingxu is excellent at fortune-telling. Can I have the honor of asking him for a fortune?”

Immortal Jingxu shook his head slightly and said seriously, “Seeking the fortune in yourself is better than seeking it in a stick. Why shake a mere piece of wood?”

“Why then does Immortal Jingxu agree to read fortunes?” Link inquired curiously.

“Those who seek fortunes are seeking peace of mind. What I am resolving is not their fortunes but their mental knots,” Immortal Jingxu didn’t hide and shared his genuine thoughts and practices.

“So that’s how it is,” Link said, nodding thoughtfully.

Just then, the door of the quiet room was gently knocked and a middle-aged Taoist stood at the door, “Master, Miss Jiang has arrived.”

“Please wait a moment, I will be back shortly,” Immortal Jingxu first gestured for the middle-aged Taoist to leave, then apologized to Link.

“Take your time, Immortal Jingxu. I am okay here,” Link was gracious, showing no signs of displeasure.

“Thank you for your understanding,” Immortal Jingxu performed a bow, then stood up and left the quiet room.

Link remained seated in the quiet room, leisurely enjoying his tea, showing no signs of immediately intending to meet the single mother.

After Immortal Jingxu left the quiet room, his expression turned grave.

The middle-aged Taoist and Daoist Zhike who had initially welcomed Link were waiting at the path from the side hall to Sanqing Hall. Seeing Immortal Jingxu, they promptly bowed in respect.

Immortal Jingxu waved his horsetail whisk lightly to signal them to not be overly formal, then asked, “Did Miss Jiang come alone? Were there people from Jiang’s Clan accompanying her?”

“Replying to the Master, Third Young Master Jiang accompanied her,” the middle-aged Taoist answered.

“Hmm,” Immortal Jingxu nodded, feeling less tense. Then he turned to Daoist Zhike, “Are you sure you didn’t make a mistake?”

Daoist Zhike cautiously replied, “Master, I can’t be entirely sure. But after accompanying that visitor to Sanqing Hall, I saw his face change. After the change, his features were more than ninety percent similar to the Link of Octagon Martial Arts School, who Miss Jiang is extremely interested in.”

“What a troublesome situation,” sighed Immortal Jingxu upon hearing this.

This matter, if not handled properly today, could create big trouble for Qingyun Temple.

“I just hope that Young Hero Lin did not come to Tianshui County with a vengeful heart.”

“Let’s meet Miss Jiang first.”

In the face of a situation he couldn’t immediately resolve, Immortal Jingxu decided to keep calm and observe how things would unfold.

Before stepping into Sanqing Hall, Immortal Jingxu wondered why Young Hero Lin chose Qingyun Temple when Miss Jiang was at Gold Mountain Temple for prayer.

“Greetings, Immortal.”

Having already offered her prayers to the three Tianzuns, Miss Jiang was sitting quietly on a zafu. Upon seeing Immortal Jingxu approaching, she greeted him, “I have disturbed your meditation once again, my apologies.”

“Miss Jiang is too courteous.”

Immortal Jingxu greeted her with a nod and said with a smile, “Miss Jiang has a connection with our faith. Your coming to Qingyun Temple cannot be considered a disturbance.”

Miss Jiang responded with a gentle smile, not saying a word.

“Miss Jiang, this way, please.”

Seeing her response, Immortal Jingxu bravely guided her to the guest room in the side hall of the temple.

It was Miss Jiang’s routine.

Every time she offered incense to the three Tianzuns, she would ask for a fortune stick and seek Immortal Jingxu’s interpretation.

The bamboo fortune stick she asked for was already in her hand.

Of course, there were not many rooms in the Qingyun Temple guest hall, there were only three.

Immortal Jingxu specifically arranged for the room where Linke was received to be in the west, separating him from the usual room in the east where Miss Jiang went.

This was the extreme limit Immortal Jingxu could do.

“Eh? There are other devotees in the temple today?”

When they pace near the three rooms, perfectly positioned in the guest hall, before Immortal Jingxu, the middle-aged Taoist, and Daoist Zhike had even noticed anything, Miss Jiang had already exclaimed in surprise.

The three Taoists looked where Miss Jiang was pointing, and were shocked to find that Monk Colin, who closely resembled Young Hero Lin, was standing under the apricot tree outside the quiet room, peacefully admiring the scenery.

“This is Monk Colin.”

Immortal Jingxu sighed slightly in his heart, and introduced him.

This situation was evolving in the way he least wanted to see.

If Monk Colin is indeed Young Hero Lin, why would he change his identity and conceal himself?

It must be to secretly meet his mother at first, to judge how to face the Jiang’s Clan in Tianshui County, who took away Miss Jiang but abandoned Young Hero Lin.

All these years, every time Miss Jiang asked for a fortune, it was for her abandoned son.

Immortal Jingxu was very aware of what had happened in the past.

He only hopes that the third young master of the Jiang mansion, who always dislikes Taoist temples and Buddhist temples, will, as usual, stay outside the temple gate and will not walk into the temple.

So as to avoid an enmity confrontation, which would only stir up intense negative emotions.

“Colin?”

When Miss Jiang heard this name, she was inexplicably troubled.

After carefully examining his appearance, she couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed.

“Immortal, I’m a bit tired.”

Miss Jiang looked dejected as she sighed out.

“Miss Jiang, this way.”

Immortal Jingxu took the hint, guiding Miss Jiang towards the quiet room in the east.

As they walked by Linke, who was standing under the apricot tree enjoying the scenery, the hearts of the three Taoists clenched, fearing that Linke would recognize his kin on the spot.

Fortunately, Linke did not move. He just looked at the four people calmly and continued to enjoy the scenery.

The three Taoists couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Behind the four people, Linke frowned slightly.

With his keen observation, how could he not realize that his mom was still frail and her Martial Way cultivation had not yet recovered?

Did the Jiang’s Clan in Tianshui County not intend to provide treatment for her over the past ten years, or did she refuse it?

It was a question. A very important one.

In the quietest room in the east, Miss Jiang was restless, feeling as if she had missed something.

She held the bamboo fortune stick in her hand, forgetting to hand it to Immortal Jingxu, and sat there in silence for a long time.

Immortal Jingxu dismissed the middle-aged Taoist and Daoist Zhike and poured tea for Miss Jiang himself.

The sip of tea finally did its job, calming Miss Jiang and pulling her out of her deep thoughts.

“Please interpret the fortune, Immortal.”

Miss Jiang, consumed by her concerns, placed the fortune stick on the tea table.

“Heavenly Will, huh?”

Taking a glance at the fortune stick, Immortal Jingxu couldn’t help but sigh.

The general meaning of the fortune was that something lost would be found again, but the process would be twisted, and it would ultimately be lost again.

Putting down the fortune stick, Immortal Jingxu envisioned a bloody battle, falling silent for a long while.

“Immortal?”

Miss Jiang asked, “Is the fortune not good?”

Jingxu Immortal took a heavy sigh and made a decision, loudy calling,

“Monk Lin, please come in.”

Source: .com, updated on N𝘰vgo.co

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!