Chapter 39: Start Running Part Two

The daoist who asked the question was at least 50 years old, and the daoist headpiece blocked his white hair but not his white goatee. Compared to the young daoist beside him, he was more like an immortal. However, he asked the question with a respectful tone.

This little daoist was young but fat. The ethereal daoist robe looked strange on him; it felt like his body was going to break the robe open. When he walked and talked, it felt like he lacked energy, making others wonder if he was being constrained by his clothes.

This daoist’s face was round and white without a single wrinkle. If a metaphor had to be made, his face looked like a white bun that just came out of the steamer.

Not only was this daoist fat, but he was also short as well; he appeared to reach the height of this senior daoist’s shoulder. He wasn’t wearing a daoist headpiece, and his long black hair was casually tied and fluttered behind his head. Its smoothness was enough to make many girls jealous.

“There are so many things in the world. If you try to manage all of them… aren’t you going to die of exhaustion?”

The little daoist rolled his eyes at the senior daoist and said with a harsh tone, “You woke me up so late at night just for this? There is killing? How many people die every day? Your cultivation strength will make others laugh even if you go down the mountain. Even if you become an immortal and know how to fly, can you stop all the vicious events from happening? Can you? Can you? Can you?”

The little daoist asked three times, making the senior daoist blush. The latter chuckled in embarrassment and replied, “Of course not.”

“Then, what is the meaning of this?” the little daoist said, “You disturbed my sleep; I will put this on the record. If you bother me with such little things in the future, I will kick you off the mountain.”

The senior daoist replied anxiously, “I won’t do it again… Oh right, every time the Martial Arts Academy hosts the entrance exam, Spiritual Master Xiao would be invited. Last time, they came to invite you three times. Are you going this time?”

“No! No!” The little daoist waved his hand impatiently and said, “I have three senior brothers. One became the leader of the Daoist Sect, and he must act like a grandmaster every day. The other disappeared for ten years, and no news could be heard of him. The last is hiding in the Royal Palace and acting as a guarding dog, unable to have freedom. Which one of them is enjoying life like me? People pursue the Great Dao of Nature. What is it really?”

The little daoist looked at the senior daoist and said with a serious expression, “Being able to control what to eat, what to drink, where to sleep, and when to go to the washroom is the Great Dao.”

The little daoist turned around and walked into the daoist temple, and he ordered the senior daoist, “We have more visitors lately, and the food in the daoist temple isn’t enough. Go and buy some tomorrow. Also, remember to bring snacks from Xiang City. There are desserts, biscuits, and five-spice-flavored sunflower seeds from Xong’s, the smoked ham from Chen’s, and dried sausages from that blind old man’s place. Also…”

The voice gradually disappeared as the little daoist walked away, and the tranquility of the daoist temple returned.

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