Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 596 - Jintan Huayang Celestial Part

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Chapter 596: Chapter 596 Jintan Huayang Celestial Part

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Chapter 596 -596 Jintan Huayang Celestial Part

After Feng Jun had taken care of the Sweet Dew Talisman, he began preparations to go to Maoshan.

This time, he intended to bring more people with him, because after all, there would be more frequent contact with the Daoist Sects in the future, and he couldn’t personally attend to everything. His disciples had also reached the point where they could start to make appearances.

In fact, it’s not good to focus solely on cultivation. It’s also beneficial for their growth to get out and mingle with the world.

Of course, with more people going, the security of the manor became another issue, especially since Zhuang Zesheng, the invalid, was also there.

However, dealing with Zhuang Zesheng was easy for Feng Jun; he straightforwardly told Zhuang Haoyun, “I’m going to attend the celebration of the reopening of ‘Jintan Huayang Celestial Part’. It’s not the best way of recuperating for your son to stay in the Bamboo Forest all the time.”

“Occasionally going out, combining work and rest, is the best way. It also broadens one’s horizons.”

Zhuang Haoyun readily agreed, stating that his family of three would go together and depart first.

In fact, he was a bit worried that Master Feng had a negative impression of him—after all, not only did he steal from Maoshan, but he also took things from their family’s ancestral cave. His image… was actually beyond redemption at this point.

He really wanted to say, “How would I dare to steal from your Luohua Manor?” But then he thought better of it and decided not to say it.

The day after their conversation ended, Zhuang Haoyun brought a motorhome bright and early, hurriedly left with his wife and child, and the driver, like a rabbit struck by an arrow.

With this variable gone, Feng Jun felt that just leaving Gao Qiang to guard the door would suffice, and he could take away all six main disciples.

However, unfortunately, Wang Haifeng and Xu Leigang stated, “We want to cultivate and won’t go this time.”

It was apparent that Gazi’s advancement to martial master and the acquisition of the Storage Talisman had greatly spurred them both.

And Zhang Caixin also stated, “I will continue to cultivate and watch over the renovation of the Jade house.”

Feng Jun felt this was an excuse, guessing that the operation of retrieving items from the Mount Mao Ancestral Plaque by Mei Jin had stimulated her.

Thankfully, Sister Hong said, “The renovation is my responsibility. You go with Feng Jun, and I’ll stay—it’s also because these past few days, there’s some Jade business to discuss.”

In the end, Zhang Weihong was the one who stayed behind. To Feng Jun’s surprise, he thought Director Mei, who had an official position, might not be able to go to Maoshan, yet she agreed very readily.

Only then did Feng Jun realize—she probably had her travel bug acting up again.

So the trio of disciples accompanying Feng Jun to Maoshan ended up being Lu Xiaoning, Mei Jin, and Zhang Caixin.

There were also three people following: Gao Qiang, Di Aixin, and Li Shishi.

Yes, even Assistant Xiao Li came along. After staying at Luohua Manor for more than half a year and only returning home once, she had mostly stayed inside the manor. This time, she expressed a desire to get out for a change of scenery, and of course, Feng Jun would agree—a homebody can’t always be cooped up.

But he guessed that maybe Xiao Li also felt something unusual from the Maoshan Daoist Priest and didn’t dare to take the initiative to say she wanted to cultivate, so she decided to observe the situation first.

So, Feng Jun’s group for this trip still comprised of three men and three women, just not the ones he originally envisioned.

Since Gao Qiang was coming along, Feng Jun directly chose a luxury coach. It was enough for Gao to drive alone, the coach was spacious, and everyone could move around freely—much more comfortable than a small car.

Among these people, Li Shishi and Di Aixin were both riding this bus for the first time. They had been in luxurious coaches before, but they had never imagined a coach could be this luxurious.

The distance from Zhengyang to Maoshan wasn’t too far. Gao Qiang drove steadily, and they comfortably arrived in nine hours.

They departed from Zhengyang at 8:30 am and arrived at Jiangning Prefecture just after 5 pm.

The coach didn’t enter Jiangning but directly headed towards Gourong City, where Maoshan is located.

Gourong is a small city, and as it was still daylight, they could see Daoist priests in groups, moving here and there.

“So many Taoists, does this mean… the Daoist teachings are flourishing?” Zhang Caixin rarely spoke, and even more rarely did she use the formal language of the Daoist Sect.

“I don’t think so,” Gao Qiang said while driving, “there are also monks here. To me, they’re all drawn by the grand event of Maoshan… Many of their behaviors don’t seem like those of locals.”

True to his background as a former special forces operator and someone who had cracked down on fake traditional medicine, his observation skills were impeccable.

Li Shishi was on her mobile phone, making a call, “Mhm, we have taken the Maoshan Avenue… And then which way should we go?”

Maoshan had prepared reception personnel, but Feng Jun didn’t want to attract attention, and Maoshan was also happier for them to keep a low profile, so they just sent a Daoist priest waiting by the roadside on a motorcycle.

Upon spotting the distant Daoist priest, Mei Jin couldn’t help but laugh and say, “These Maoshan Daoist priests really do enjoy riding motorcycles, huh.”

Everyone chuckled upon hearing this, the sight of the little Maoshan Celestial Master zipping around on a Harley motorcycle had made a deep impression on them all.

But as the vehicle drew closer, they realized that the motorcyclist was also someone familiar, it was none other than Daoist Ma.

Daoist Ma waved at the shuttle bus and then took the lead on his motorcycle, after a few turns and passing through a dense forest, they hadn’t gone far before arriving at a cluster of buildings.

There was a parking lot where someone came to direct the vehicles, but after Daoist Ma exchanged a few words, the man who was directing traffic turned away in dissatisfaction.

The cluster of buildings was quite extensive, and Daoist Ma brought them to a pale green lodge before signaling them to park.

This place was where the Maoshan lineage entertained their guests, simple but not lacking in rustic charm, the courtyard even included a parking lot.

Seeing them disembark from the shuttle, Daoist Ma approached with a smile and greeted them, “The facilities here are a bit rustic, but if you leave through the back door and walk a short distance, you’ll arrive directly at Cave Heaven. Many Daoist friends choose to lodge here; normally, it’s not open to outsiders.”

Then he raised his hand and summoned a young Daoist nun in her early twenties, “This is for our guests attending the celebration. Xiao Xiao, please take good care of them. If any guest is neglected, I won’t let you off easily.”

Xiao Xiao was slightly plump with regular features and youthful appearance, giving her an above-average look. She responded with a smile, “Uncle Master Ma, all our recent visitors have been distinguished guests. You’re good at smooth talking, but my legs are going to wear thin from all the running around.”

“It’s a good chance to slim down!” Daoist Ma snorted, “The guests have reserved two suites and two standard rooms, booked under the name ‘Heaven Number 7’.”

The Maoshan side had already inquired about the number of people Feng Jun would bring, knowing that they were a group of seven. They figured that regardless of the gender distribution, two suites and two standard rooms should be more than enough to accommodate them.

In fact, one of the suites was reserved for Feng Jun, and the other for Luohua due to its great views— in the eyes of Maoshan, aside from Senior Feng, Director Mei was absolutely the second person most worth courting from Luohua Manor.

Everyone went to check out the rooms and found them to be quite ordinary, the standard rooms were on par with those of rural guesthouses, lacking even bathrooms. There was just a basin on a stand and for using the restroom, one had to go to the communal toilets, and for water, they had to visit the water room that provided both hot and cold water.

The suite was merely a small partition of about ten square meters larger, still without a bathroom, but the good thing was, the partition had a tap and drain, so at least one didn’t have to go out to fetch water for washing up.

Luohua was known for being a seasoned traveler, but upon seeing the accommodations, couldn’t help but bare his teeth, “This is one of the top ten Cave Heavens? They’re not exactly tourist-friendly, are they?”

Hearing this, Xiao Xiao spoke up to explain, “Lady, the Daoist way treasures simplicity and inaction, a luxurious life doesn’t facilitate Daoist Cultivation. You are currently staying at our Maoshan’s Ten Directions Hall, usually visited by cultivators looking for a quiet retreat.”

“With the big ceremony around the corner, we’ve arranged for some distinguished guests to stay here, but I must admit the lodging conditions are not great. Including the meals which are very modest, consisting of vegetarian dishes. If you’re not used to it, you might want to dine outside for dinner.”

The young Daoist nun proved her competence at hospitality, speaking articulately and with a good manner.

Luohua and Li Shishi exchanged glances and frowned in unison, “Vegetarian dishes?”

These two, master and disciple, had a close relationship and were well aware of each other’s dietary habits.

Luohua enjoyed gourmet food and sweets, but every meal needed just a little bit of meat—it could be a small amount, but it had to be there.

Li Shishi, on the other hand, was quite the big eater. Despite her sedentary lifestyle, she ate a lot yet somehow stayed slim, and importantly, she couldn’t be happy without meat in her meal.

Among the other four people, the three men were all good at eating meat, it was only Zhang Caixin who was slightly different. She didn’t mind the vegetarian meals and was okay with eating them often—as long as there was a good amount of vegetables.

Gao Qiang spoke up, “I saw a barbeque grill on the bus, how about we… have a barbeque?”

“That’s fine,” before Feng Jun could respond, Xiao Xiao nodded in agreement, “It’s usually not allowed, as the smoke from barbequing is considered a disturbance to the tranquility, but exceptions are made during the grand ceremony… Maoshan doesn’t impose many restrictions on guests.”

Gao Qiang hesitated a bit, “Isn’t the mountain… fire-restricted?”

“Are you from the north?” Xiao Xiao asked with a smile, “Here in the south, there’s plenty of rainfall and humidity, so there’s no issue with lighting fires.”

Feng Jun laughed upon hearing this, such a statement Maoshan natives might make, but those from Luohua Manor truly wouldn’t dare.

Arriving at the shuttle, everyone started taking out barbeque stoves, charcoal, grills and the like, with Luohua also producing a pot, “Shi Shi, go to the kitchen and ask for some rice noodles or regular noodles. We might want some staple food later.”

“Is that really necessary?” Li Shishi said with a pained expression, “Can’t we just order takeout?”

“Ordering out and cooking ourselves isn’t quite the same,” Luohua looked at her with exasperation, “or you can go buy some instant noodles if that’s okay.”

As they discussed, Gao Qiang and Gazi had already started kindling the fire, while Zhang Caixin and Di Aixin were arranging seat pads and preparing tableware—it’s not often they got the chance for such an outdoor cookout.

Feng Jun thought for a moment, then took out a small piece of Spirit Beast Meat, precisely the Piercing Mountain Salamander from Guanquan Valley, whose tender and delicious meat was a rare delicacy in the Cultivation world of the mobile phone planes.

He sliced the Spirit Beast Meat into smaller pieces, skewered them onto sticks, only preparing seven skewers, “Today, you folks are in for a treat. I’m offering you a kind of meat that you’ve never tasted before.”

With the reopening of Jintan Huayang Celestial Part, he thought offering a bit of Spirit Beast Meat would be like gilding the lily.