Chapter 129: Daoist Bu Yu Escapes

Luo Hongxia left in a great hurry.

Originally, Luo Hongxia had intended to take advantage of the meeting to demand an explanation from the Congwendao Sect, or at the very least, obtain a promise that the Congwendao Sect would not go near Seeing Lan Ting.

Now, it seemed that forget about a promise—if she had left a moment later, her little disciple would have been dragged into the mess.

Inside a cloud of mist, Seeing Lan Ting complained, "Master, I already told you I was fine. You insisted on dragging me to the Congwendao Sect. If Lu Yang finds out, what will he think of me!"

"You started obsessively researching an automatic skewer-grilling array the moment you returned, trying to transform into other people's appearances by practicing mimicry boxing, and you claim you're fine?"

"I told you long ago to stay away from people from the Congwendao Sect. There are lessons learned from experience!"

"Back when I was traveling down the mountain for training, I encountered a Congwendao Sect disciple. The two of us joined forces to drive away a ghost. After arriving at our destination, we stayed at an inn for a few days. That ghost was incredibly bold, actually daring to hide under the Congwendao Sect disciple's bed—and it stayed there for three days."

"In the end, that person discovered the problem, dragged the ghost out from under the bed, and demanded that the ghost split the three days' worth of room rent."

"Is that the kind of logic a normal person should have?"

"Who was that person?" Seeing Lan Ting asked.

"The Sect Master of the Congwendao Sect, Daoist Bu Yu."

Luo Hongxia sneered and continued, "There was another time when we encountered a dismemberment case. Over a dozen children had died tragically, their bodies mutilated, severed limbs and arms covering the ground. Only one dull-witted little girl survived. We both stayed by the little girl's side to protect her safety."

"After a while, the government office runners came over and said that after they pieced the bodies together, they discovered that every body was missing a part, and the missing parts could exactly form one little girl."

"At that moment, I felt a chill shoot straight to the top of my head. Just then, the little girl revealed a bizarre smile and let out a laugh, which was exceptionally creepy. Daoist Bu Yu just knocked on her head and said, 'What are you laughing at? Can't you see we're discussing business?'"

"The little girl was completely stunned by the knock."

Seeing Lan Ting: "..."

Out of concern for his Master, Lu Yang came to the pine forest on Tianmen Peak again, and then he saw Daoist Bu Yu, who was tied up in a very distinctive manner.

"Is performance art popular in our Congwendao Sect now?" Lu Yang wondered.

Daoist Bu Yu twisted vigorously with a huge range of motion, and he was saying something muffled in his mouth, as if he were calling for help.

Lu Yang peeled off the yellow paper from his forehead. Daoist Bu Yu recovered his magic power, untied the ropes, spat out the sock, and successfully escaped.

Daoist Bu Yu's eyes were filled with tears: "Good brother, from now on, let's address each other as equals. You call me Master, and I'll call you Master!"

Lu Yang felt it would be better to keep his Master tied up.

Daoist Bu Yu walked out of the cave dwelling, spread his arms, faced the sunlight, and embraced nature: "Ten years! I've finally come out!"

Then he thought about it and felt the atmosphere wasn't quite right, so he performed the art of summoning wind and rain, causing it to rain over a small area above his head.

The rain poured down, and Daoist Bu Yu was quickly drenched like a drowned rat. He spread his arms again and embraced freedom: "Ah ah ah ah! Ten years! I've finally come out!"

Perfect.

Having achieved the desired effect, Daoist Bu Yu dispersed the rain clouds, turned his head, and said to Lu Yang, "I'm planning to go down the mountain to perform storytelling. Do you want to come with me?"

Daoist Bu Yu hadn't forgotten his mission.

Lu Yang was a bit tempted, but he still shook his head and said, "I can't. My identity is very sensitive. It would be terrible if I were recognized by people from the Decayed Sect."

Daoist Bu Yu laughed heartily: "What's difficult about that?"

Daoist Bu Yu swiped his hand across Lu Yang's face, and Lu Yang's facial features underwent subtle changes, becoming completely different from before.

"Isn't it just being recognized by enemies because you did bad things? I understand. I have a lot of experience in this area. Don't worry, no one in the Integration stage can see through my disguise!"

Lu Yang didn't really want to know where Daoist Bu Yu's experience came from, but this way, he could indeed go out with peace of mind.

"Can I call a friend to come along?"

"Of course you can."

Lu Yang called Meng Jingzhou, who was busy exercising his body with "hu-hu-ha-hei" punches.

"Going out to play?"

"Is it safe?"

"With a big shot leading the way, it's guaranteed to be safe."

"Let's go."

After a brief Q&A, Meng Jingzhou prepared to go out with Lu Yang, without even asking where they were going or what they were doing.

Could there be a lack of fun things to do while following Lu Yang?

"Who is this person?" Meng Jingzhou asked quietly; he didn't recognize Daoist Bu Yu.

"My Master, Daoist Bu Yu," Lu Yang introduced proudly.

Daoist Bu Yu recognized Meng Jingzhou and stroked his white beard kindly: "Little Meng, I've heard about you from your family's old man. I even went to drink at your full-month banquet."

"You know my grandfather?" Meng Jingzhou was a bit surprised; he hadn't heard his grandfather mention this.

Daoist Bu Yu was amused by this question: "Your grandfather and I have known each other for over a thousand years."

After Meng Jingzhou had his appearance changed by Daoist Bu Yu using the same method, he asked, "How are we setting off? I have a carriage."

Lu Yang waved his hand: "No need. I've just learned a move of sword art, and I can fly on a sword."

"But only one person can stand on one sword, right? What are we two going to do?" Meng Jingzhou raised an eyebrow.

Lu Yang took out a flying vehicle with a strange shape from his identity jade token as if showing it off: "You can treat this as a sword sheath; it's just a bit big."

"When I operate the sword art, the flying vehicle can go up to the sky, and it can carry a total of five people!"

Meng Jingzhou circled the flying vehicle twice, knocked on the shell, heard a resonant echo, and his eyes lit up: "Good stuff! Did you invent it?"

"That goes without saying."

Daoist Bu Yu also nodded repeatedly. His little disciple truly had extraordinary attainments in the way of the sword; he would definitely not be inferior to him in the future!

Lu Yang drove the flying vehicle with excitement, Meng Jingzhou sat in the passenger seat, and Daoist Bu Yu sat in the back row. The three of them fastened their seatbelts, all feeling a sense of novelty.

"Take off!"

The Qingfeng Sword let out a sword hum, and the flying vehicle soared into the air, flying into the clouds.

"Master, which way are we going?"

Daoist Bu Yu pointed forward: "Go south. The south is prosperous and has many transportation hubs, which is suitable for me to perform storytelling!"

The flying vehicle headed south. When they occasionally encountered flying boats, the passengers on the flying boats were all very surprised by the existence of the flying vehicle.

Daoist Bu Yu knocked on the back seat, and an invisible shuttle-shaped barrier expanded to reduce air resistance. At the same time, he also performed the sword art to help the flying vehicle fly.

Lu Yang noticed his Master's help, his confidence doubled, and the speed of the flying vehicle increased by another notch.

With his Master sitting in charge, it must be very safe!

When Miss Yun Zhi checked on her Master's situation, the cave dwelling was already empty, leaving only a golden rope, yellow talisman paper, and a sock that didn't know whose it was.

Returning to her cave dwelling, there was a small note left by Lu Yang at the entrance:

My Master and I are going out for a period of travel, don't worry about me.

Miss Yun Zhi was even more worried.

Her Master... couldn't tell east from west.

Above a small town somewhere in the west, the flying vehicle malfunctioned and fell straight down.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 130 =====