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Xingyun didn't expect Changxia to come back so soon.

He also brought two burdens. He glanced at Li Bai and Pei Xilai and said sweetly, "Didn't you say three months?"

Chang Xia said expressionlessly: "It's not like you're the only child I'm taking care of."

Sometimes she felt that she should go to Pan Palace, one of the octagonal buildings in the Yunshang Pavilion, to be a teacher.

That is where the disciples of Yunting are enlightened, and the teachers there take care of the children every day.

Chang Xia looked him up and down and asked casually, "How's your swordsmanship training going?"

Xingyun lowered his eyebrows and said, "Uncle Yu said that I have entered the sect."

Chang Xia hummed, "That's still a long way off."

Um

Xingyun looked up in disbelief: "Uncle Yu said I've entered the sect."

The fusion stage master can say that he has entered the door! Shouldn't he be praised?

Chang Xia was busy introducing Chi Zhouhai to Pei Xilai and Li Bai, and casually said, "Your uncle Yu is a rare swordsman once in a thousand years. In terms of swordsmanship alone, she may not even be able to match Li Bai."

Xingyun: ...

After Li Bai finished explaining, Chang Xia realized that the little monk didn't seem to speak much.

Recalling the conversation just now, Xingyun seemed to curl the corners of his mouth when he lowered his eyes. In fact, he was proud of the training results of this period of time.

Chang Xia subconsciously wanted to correct his bad habit, but then he thought of the Zen master...

Forget it, occasional praise is more helpful for children's growth.

So she called Xingyun aside again and said, "Let me see your swordsmanship."

Xingyun turned his head away and said, "Why don't you go and look after those two idiots and the little girl?"

Is that idiot talking about Pei Xilai?

Chang Xia couldn't help but have some bad thoughts: "You are so disrespectful. I am much more capable than you."

Xingyun is not an impulsive person, but inexplicably he could not stand her provocation, so he retorted: "How powerful can it be?"

Chang Xia smiled and said, "You'll know if you fight him."

She added: "Don't worry, he won't really hurt you as long as I'm here."

What he meant was that the idiot could actually hurt him. Xingyun lowered his head, and the Buddhist beads in his hand kept turning.

What a crude way of provoking someone, he thought.

Then he agreed.

There was still some time before the date agreed with Duan Lingya, and since Changxia had nothing to do, he simply set up a fighting arena with Yu Hanzhu.

He even invited the Yunting disciples stationed there to place bets - after all, the monsters had retreated recently and they had nothing to do.

Xingyun has been following them these days, so the Yunting disciples naturally have an idea of ​​his strength.

They didn't know the other one very well.

Pei Xilai had been active in Chi Zhouhai for nearly a hundred years. The people guarding the border had been replaced by several groups, and he liked to be alone, so not many people here really knew him.

Occasionally, there were a few people who knew him because of their connection, and they quietly invested all their money in Pei Xi to win.

Although they have become brothers with Xingyun in the past month, brothers cannot prevent themselves from making money, right?

Changxia also used magic to place a bet, and the one he bet on was naturally Pei Xilai.

I met Xingyun on the way back.

She originally wanted to rely on the illusion to walk past as if nothing had happened, but unexpectedly Xingyun called her.

"Senior Sister."

Changxia stopped and looked at Xingyun, with obvious confusion in his eyes.

Xingyun: "You forgot that I have cultivated the six supernatural powers of Buddhism very well."

Although his telepathy could not work on Changxia due to the huge gap in their realms, it was still helpful for him to keep his mind focused and see through a random illusion she cast.

So Chang Xia withdrew the illusion and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Xingyun lifted the purse at his waist and said, "Let's place our bets."

“Buy yourself to win”

"I'm not stupid, of course I'll buy Pei Xilai."

Chan Xiu was not good at fighting, and the one facing him was the swordsman with the strongest killing power.

What's more, the other party has practiced for hundreds of years longer than him and his cultivation level is several levels higher. What can he use to fight him?

Chang Xia asked, "You still agreed even though you knew he was Pei Xilai?"

Xingyun: "After getting beaten up, I can observe the swordsmanship taught by Sanchi Dao himself. It's not a loss."

Chang Xia was actually not surprised that he knew Pei Xilai, the young master of Sanchi Dao. There were many people in the world who knew him unilaterally.

Only Pei Xilai, a fool like him, couldn't figure out the key figures of each faction.

Chang Xia was silent for a moment, then said, "Although bringing him to Chi Zhou Hai was not part of my original plan, I had intended to take you on a walk along the Three-foot Path before."

"My swordsmanship is not suitable for you."

She noticed Xingyun the first time she saw him. Even though he had been polished by the Zen master for so many years, he was still a sharp-edged person. Even though he had a gentle and scoundrel appearance, his inner arrogance could not be concealed.

Cang Fengshan's swordsmanship technique involves hiding the sword in a box, which is not suitable for him.

"You and Pei Xilai are exactly opposites. He is more suitable for learning the swordsmanship of Cangfeng Mountain, but he chose Sanchi Dao."

Xingyun said, "The Zen master must have had his reasons for entrusting me to you in the end."

A little bit of sleepiness in the long summer.

There is no sun, starry sky or moon in Chi Zhouhai. The time is divided by humans, but the day and night are always dark.

Here, even when people are face to face, they will still be a little blurry.

After a while, she said, "We've been holding a tea banquet to commemorate the Zen master for a long time. I'm sorry that I left you here and prevented you from returning to offer your respects to him."

Xingyun said in a low voice: "You and Master Huifa both sent me messages. My legs are on my body. The formation to return to Cangxuan is always open. It's me who doesn't plan to go back."

He sneered, "He's always like this, self-righteously arranging everything without considering whether others are happy or not. He doesn't want me anymore, so why should I go back?"

Changxia looked at the young man in front of him with a complicated expression, and there was actually a subtle sense of déjà vu.

It seems like a month ago, there was also someone making a big fuss like this, like a child who couldn't get candy.

Are all children raised by a Zen master so clingy?

She said dryly, "He didn't abandon you."

"Yes, yes, he just has more important things to do."

Xingyun smiled coldly: "It has been like this since I was a child. It sounds better than singing, but I promise but cannot do it."

Changxia thought to himself, this guy is really good at speaking in a sarcastic way.

She took something out of her storage bag and spread it out in front of Xingyun.

It's a handful of Bodhi leaves.

This was something she picked up under the Bodhi tree before she left, tied into a thin bundle with a red string. She had originally intended to keep it as a souvenir, but now she felt that the younger generation in front of her, who didn't even dare to face her true thoughts, seemed to need it more.

"Actually, you could try to be more honest. For example, just say openly that you miss him."

Xingyun took the leaf tremblingly, but turned his face away.

"I didn't miss him when he was away for years or even decades. It's only been a few months, so I won't miss him either."

What he didn't say was that in the past few years or even decades, no matter how long the Zen master was away, he knew that as long as he sat on the threshold of Xiaoling Mountain, waiting, watching the sun rise and set again and again, there would always be a time for him to come back.

And in the next few days, dozens of days, months, years and hundreds of years, the sun still rises in the east and sets in the west, but that person will never come back.

Chang Xia looked at him like this and stopped talking.

She quietly retreated to her own quarters, leaving Xingyun alone for a while.

Because the cave was destroyed, she now had no choice but to live in Yunting's tent. The place that Yu Hanzhu arranged for Changxia was very close to her. Before Changxia returned to her own residence, she visited her.

Yu Hanzhu was promoting the growth of spiritual plants, but Changxia didn't notice and was startled by the coldness in her room.

The bad thing about Monk Yunting is that he doesn't avoid the cold or the heat.

Chang Xia took a while to adapt before he came over and asked, "What did you plant?"

Yu Hanzhu looked thoughtfully at the piece of pine in front of her, shook her head and said, "Something's wrong."

Long Summer:

"Something's wrong"

Her Five Elements Technique was quite good, and she could fool laymen with no problem, but she was still far behind top Five Elements masters like Yu Hanzhu.

For example, she couldn't see anything wrong with the pine tree that Yu Hanzhu had been looking at for a long time.

Yu Hanzhu turned around and said to Changxia: "Changxia, do you believe me?"

Chang Xia nodded of course: "I believe you, I will definitely believe you."

Yu Hanzhu said: "The ladder to heaven is built on Jianmu, I'm afraid it will have to be reopened."

Changxia:!

She subconsciously wanted to set up an isolation formation, but Yu Hanzhu held her hand and said, "Don't worry, I've already set it up."

Chang Xia lowered his voice and asked: "Are you telling the truth?"

Yu Hanzhu nodded. "When I'm free in Chi Zhouhai, I'll try to grow spiritual plants. You know that spiritual plants grow by drawing on the energy of heaven and earth, and they're most sensitive to the flow of energy..."

She pointed at the pine tree on the table and said, "This is the third pot I've seen in the past six months. In addition to the vitality of ordinary spiritual plants, the pine tree also has a very faint trace of Taoism. I originally thought it was accidentally contaminated with the aura of some spiritual creature, but later I found out it was actually Jianmu."

However, the ladder to heaven has been broken for hundreds of years, and the empty realm has long been solidified in time and space. No laws or spiritual power will flow there. How could the rhyme of Tao leak out?

What’s more—this is Chi Zhouhai, not Cang Xuan.

Yu Hanzhu said, "I sneaked over to Cangxuan and found nothing. I don't know why, but only the spiritual plants nurtured by Chi Zhouhai can carry the Dao rhyme of Jianmu."

Chang Xia asked: "How many people in the entire Cang Xuan can detect these few strands of Dao rhyme?"

Yu Hanzhu instantly understood her implication: "No more than ten people, the rest are not in Chi Zhouhai."

This means that now only the two of them know about this matter.

Chang Xia looked into Yu Hanzhu's eyes and said seriously, "Hanzhu, if you believe me, then just pretend you don't know about this."

Yu Hanzhu collected the cold pine and said lazily, "I didn't intend to pretend to know. The concentration of this rhyme is increasing. It will be discovered within three years at most. Why should I wade into this muddy water?"

She suddenly raised her eyebrows, as if she had thought of something: "Do you know who did it?"

Several thoughts flashed through her mind: "Your senior brother or Zuo Shanzhu..."

Chang Xia lowered his eyes, "It's just a slight guess."

Zuo Qin and her senior brother have been doing something big recently. She doesn’t know what they are doing, but it’s always right to blame them for Cang Xuan’s abnormality first.

Always think of the worst first.

Yu Hanzhu muttered, "This is crazy!"

Chang Xia laughed: "Sometimes I think they are crazy, and sometimes I think I am crazy."

She never expected that one day she would indiscriminately suspect her senior brother.