God's Will Is Hard to Cling To

My father, my three senior brothers and I lived in a small Taoist temple in the Kingdom of Dongyao. My mother died in childbirth when I was born, and they have always loved and cared for me. They play and play every day, and occasionally they are asked to go down the mountain to do something. They always deliberately exaggerate by three points. They are actually said to be experts and are well paid. Everyone within a hundred miles knows Qingfeng Guan. I originally thought that days like this could go on forever, as we as cultivators have a long life, so I was unhappy with my senior brother's deliberate avoidance, and his behavior of deliberately chatting up beautiful girls every time I went down the mountain, but I didn't take it to heart. Those were just passers-by, and in just a few decades, they were just like mother to father, and senior brother must also know it. But suddenly one day, Xijin came to invite us. Dad figured out that there was a big chaos in Dongyao and took us down the mountain. But I met a young man in white, who was like an immortal. He was extremely friendly and kind to me and my father, but I felt that he had a special affection for my senior brother. Before my father left for the tour, he asked me if I wanted to go with him, but I refused because I really couldn't bear to leave my brothers. So he told me that there was no need to worry about the affairs of my two brothers, and that we should wait until the clouds clear to see the moonlight. I believe what my father said. "Xiao Li, what do you think of junior brother?" He asked me. "He is very good. He is handsome, has a good family background, and has good skills!" I was angry that he was just a piece of wood, but his expression was very complicated and I couldn't distinguish him clearly. The late master passed away and his senior brother succeeded to the throne. Senior brother Tianyu and I accompanied him to eliminate traitors and demons, and when we had the opportunity, we collected spiritual pets...