Chapter 56: Treading on the Moon's Arrival, Concealing Moon Valley

  The temple is destroyed, but the moon comes out of the clouds.

  Soft breeze surrounds his body as he bathes in the gradually fading sunlight of the setting sun god, step by step treading out of the ruined temple.

  As he moved, the light followed him, and the ruined temple behind was swallowed up by darkness, no longer visible.

  Step by step, Ning Feng's attire changed with him, transforming once again from the Sun Taoist robe to a scholar's dress.

  "Oh my god!"

  "Immortal!"

  "Finally met someone who's still alive..."

  Hundreds of villagers, without knowing who was leading, bowed their heads and began to kowtow, shouting as they did so.

  Ning Feng felt that the first voice to shout out was quite familiar, extremely similar to Shu Bailin's sharp tone. However, he didn't have the heart to investigate further, his footsteps paused, and he became flustered.

  Hundreds of villagers, old and young, were so excited that they didn't think Ning Feng wanted to be treated as a god. They hurriedly clasped their hands together and said: "I'm just a cultivator, I saw injustice on the road and eliminated the evil spirits. I'm not some kind of immortal, don't misunderstand."

  Ning Feng explained with a somewhat strange expression. The previous content was fine, but what did "finally met a live one" mean? It sounded weird.

  The villagers saw him display his divine power with their own eyes and were even more diligent in their worship.

  In the midst of their frenzy, they still retained a bit of sanity and didn't drop all the torches, otherwise a mountain fire would have been inevitable.

  His face was burning with anger, red and fiery, almost like a torch.

  This place can't be stayed anymore.

  He hastened his pace by two steps, grabbed Xie Bailin who was laughing like a mouse stealing oil, and ran out through a gap.

  What a mess!

  The villagers came to their senses and it was too late to catch up again.

  In the distant figure of the wind that had gone, a voice came: "The temple is dedicated to an evil god, do not worship again, beware, beware."

  When the sound entered his ears, his back shadow had long since disappeared without a trace. The villagers responded sparsely and didn't know if he heard it or not.

  ……

  Finally managed to escape.

  A clear stream, reflecting the bright moon, Ning Feng sat on the riverbank with a thud, his breath uneven.

  "Brother Ning, what are you running for?" Shu Bailin covered his chest, being pulled by Ning Feng to run so fast that he almost ran out of breath, and complained: "If we stayed behind, at least we wouldn't go hungry, it's better than starving here."

  "Do you like being worshipped as a god? Aren't you afraid of shortening your lifespan?"

  Ning Feng said with an unpleasant tone.

  He said as he took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his pants legs, and put both feet into the small stream.

  Treading on the cobblestones, the icy clear stream water overflowed over the back of my feet, and there were a few transparent fish swimming around Ningfeng's feet for several laps, having a great time.

  The bright moon is high in the sky, the clear stream flows with a gentle murmur. Washing one's feet under the moonlight is also quite pleasant.

  Perhaps this serene scene made Shu Bailin unable to bear destroying it, he honestly quieted down for a moment, and also learned to stretch his smelly feet into the creek water, which dazed several small fish.

  Fortunately, he knew his place and was aware that he was inferior, otherwise Ning Feng would have done more than just roll her eyes.

  "I get it!"

  Suddenly, without warning, Shu Bailin let out a loud cry, almost startling Ning Feng into a somersault.

  "What did you understand?"

  Ning Feng asked in an ill-tempered tone.

  "I knew it," Shu Bailin slapped his thigh and said, "I finally know why you let old Shu leave to summon those villagers at that critical moment."

  "Why?" Ning Feng's expression was somewhat strange, but his tone didn't seem to indicate any problem.

  "You had expected that the tragic Wen Chou wouldn't be so easily killed, as long as the idol is still there, he will keep resurrecting. So call the villagers over and let them see clearly that this is an evil god, it's a one-time effort, isn't it?"

  Shu Bailin proudly puffed out his chest, with an air of "you're awesome, but I'm not bad either", looking like he's begging to be dunked into a creek to sober up.

  "Cough cough cough... Cough..."

  Ning Feng started coughing and stroking his chest, almost choking on his own saliva.

  "You're overthinking." He shook his head, laughing and crying at the same time.

  "I was just trying to show off."

  Ning Feng said this in a very low voice, and except for the small fish that happened to swim by his feet, he wasn't worried that anyone else would hear.

  At least Shu Baoling didn't hear clearly and reluctantly came over to ask repeatedly.

  Ning Feng lazily replied to him, waved his hand, and with both feet still soaking in the creek water, he lay down and pretended to sleep.

  "It's not fair to leave someone hanging like that." Shu Bailin muttered, but ultimately didn't dare to pull him up, and could only sulkily shrink to the side.

  A serene night, with a gentle breeze, slowly pushing the creek water flowing away.

  In a daze, Ning Feng suddenly thought of a question: "Wait, what's next?"

  "What's the next clue?"

  He suddenly sat up, scratching his head, feeling that this was a big trouble.

  "Is it back to the county town again?"

  Ning Feng thought about it over and over again, but felt it was impossible, yet apart from this, there were no other clues.

  "Hmm..."

  Next to him, Shu Bailin's clothes were all lifted up, and he was scratching his itchy belly with one hand while making a humming noise nonstop.

  Seeing him like this, Ning Feng wisely gave up on the idea of discussing it with him.

  Suddenly——

  A familiar, gentle voice came from afar.

  "Junior brother, I didn't expect you were hiding here enjoying leisure time, it took me a good while to find you."

  "This voice is......" Ning Feng's face showed a look of surprise, and he hastily looked around in the direction of the sound.

  "Big Brother!"

  Shen Zhaoxuan arrived with the moon, the first word was heard from the other side of the mountain, and the last word was already in front of him.

  Treading on moonlight, treading on streams, all the way to Ning Feng's face, whether it was air or streams, a long ripple was left behind him.

  If those villagers saw this method, it would be absolutely impossible for a divine being like him to defend himself.

  "Big brother, have you come to take me back?"

  Ning Feng excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Shen Zhaoxuan's arm, asking.

  Shen Zhaoxuan looked him up and down, seemingly checking if he was unharmed, let out a sigh of relief, shook his head and said: "Not him."

  "Hmm..."

  Ning Feng had to admit that this answer was quite disappointing for him.

  It's been a short time since I left, but many things have happened, and it feels like a long, long time has passed. I couldn't help but start thinking of home.

  "I have come as your elder brother under the orders of our respected teacher."

  Shen Zhaoxuan's expression turned serious, and he said, "Ning Feng, going out to gain experience and traveling the world can't delay your cultivation. If you don't, others of the same generation will laugh at you."

  "Covered by the moon, practicing in the valley."

  Tian Yunzi's decree was transmitted, and he showed a smile again, patting Ning Feng's shoulder: "Younger brother, the master values you highly, and going out to practice is still afraid of delaying your cultivation."

  Ning Feng weakly responded with a sigh, muttering to himself: "Why does cultivation have to be so exhausting, having to let go for such a long time?"

  But it's just a thought, he has his own calculations. This experience, every single thing he went through, will be helpful to him in the future. Moreover, the impact these things had on him is priceless.

  Whether it's a stepmother's malice or a mother's love as boundless as the sky, these tragic experiences will not be in vain.

  Yanyue Valley is on the edge of our Shengong Temple's sphere of influence, it was once a villa for an elder, later abandoned but still not losing its status as a blessed place.

  "Junior brother, where are you going? Cultivate well, and also..."

  Shen Zhaoxuan hadn't finished speaking yet, but Ning Feng's eyebrows were already raised, thinking: "I knew it wasn't that simple."

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, Shen Zhaoxuan's next move immediately confirmed his idea.

  "Originally, Master had arranged another trial for my junior brother, but although the Concealed Moon Valley is far from the Heavenly Capital Mountain, it is also within the jurisdiction of our Divine Palace's power, and the nearby residents are also under the control of the Divine Palace."

  "Today, a disciple from the outer sect of Shen Gong reported that there is a strange occurrence in Liu's village outside Yuan Yue Valley. Let's solve it together after you finish your cultivation, younger brother."

  Shen Zhaoxuan and Ning Feng were talking and listening respectively, neither of them had any intention of taking it lightly.

  Ning Feng's heart was like a clear mirror, drawing in the air and cultivating it. While that was indeed real, the true focus might be on that one matter.

  "What's going on this time?"

  He couldn't help but feel curious, and his mind conjured up the image of Zhi Bu You, and the maternal love of Mu Furen, a tragic beauty. Unconsciously, he felt a sense of anticipation.

  "Junior brother, let's set off."

  Shen Zhaoxuan grasped Ning Feng's arm with one hand, and with the other, he pulled out a bright red jade pendant, making as if to crush it.

  "Sorry to trouble you, brother."

  Ning Feng smiled slightly and bowed his head in thanks.

  Shen Zhaoxuan made a "pa" sound, crushing the jade pendant, and a strange light burst out, like a rainbow of seven colors, enveloping the two people.

  "Hmm..."

  "I feel like I've forgotten something."

  Ning Feng suddenly remembered something, as if he had forgotten something, but couldn't recall it for a moment.

  "Don't leave me behind!!!"

  A hoarse cry burst out from the side, Ning Feng turned his head to look, and saw that Shu Bailian had somehow woken up, crawling over with his hands and feet, pouncing on him, and hugging his thigh tightly.

  "This..."

  Ning Feng hadn't even said the words of refusal yet when he looked down and saw Shu Baili's pitiful appearance, his heart softened, and he really couldn't say it.

  Hahaha~~

  Shen Zhaoxuan burst out laughing, and seven-colored light radiated from him, spanning the sky.

  When the rainbow is gone, when the laughter has faded away, the creek bank is empty and desolate, with only a tattered shoe that smells of salted fish lying on the ground, lonely and pitiful.