[You can only enter the Spirit Gathering Realm once in your lifetime, but I've reserved the key for you a second time.]
[Now is not the time for training. Wait until the right opportunity arises before you begin.]
[Yan Die, see the guest out!]
A butterfly appeared at her fingertips, scattering tiny fragments of spiritual energy in the air as it flew towards Tu Longjian.
"They've completed the Three Thousand Mortal Realms trial so quickly?"
The fairy said to her, "No, it failed."
“Ah, how am I going to explain this to her master? We’ve taken half of this bamboo spirit’s cultivation.”
The butterfly frantically spun around in the air.
Half a lifetime of cultivation? Tu Longjian was shocked. The man had paid such a high price to send her here to comprehend the Dao. Could it be that she had really judged him with her own petty mind?
"Don't panic, we can only wait until next time. Now is not the right time." The fairy clutched her chest, finally calming down.
"Yuanshi, you must survive and come back to see me." The fairy's eyes were filled with complex emotions, and her figure gradually faded.
Tu Longjian's soul was held by Yan Die, not giving her a chance to ask questions.
Everything in the Spirit Gathering Realm before her eyes was rapidly receding, and soon she returned to her body.
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Everything bizarre vanished like a mirage, and when I awoke, my mind was hazy.
"Master, why am I here?"
Tu Longjian lay on the bamboo couch, his eyes still hazy as he looked at the figure in blue.
She didn't know what had happened, but she felt very tired and thirsty.
Yan Xiuzhu poured himself a cup of tea, walked to the couch, and sat down gently.
A hand with distinct knuckles brushed through her long, black hair, passed behind her neck, and gently rested on her other shoulder.
"Get up and have a cup of tea."
He gently helped Tu Longjian to his feet.
Tu Longjian reached out and took the tea with both hands, taking a sip. His voice was dry. "Thank you, Master."
Yan Xiuzhu placed his cool hand on her burning forehead and sighed, "It's still very hot."
Tu Longjian felt the restlessness that was about to burst forth in her heart seemed to be soothed. She leaned forward, wanting to absorb more coolness.
How strange! Could it be that she's been bewitched? Why is she no longer wary of her master?
She vaguely sensed that it was something that happened in a dream, which made her feel closer to her master, but she couldn't remember why.
Her intimacy, however, made Yan Xiuzhu tremble slightly.
As if burned, Yan Xiuzhu quickly withdrew his hand from her forehead to test the temperature.
Yan Die returned and said that they had failed, and Tu Longjian also developed a fever as a result. He was disappointed and guilty at the time.
He sacrificed half his life's cultivation, only to end up like this; not only did it not help her, it also weakened his own strength.
Fortunately, Yan Die later said there would be a second chance, but it was unknown when.
The existence of the Spirit Gathering Realm cannot be revealed to others, and even those cultivators who have been there will forget about it completely after they come out.
He accidentally stumbled into a cultivator's Spirit Gathering Realm during his travels, which led to his befriending the guide.
He is a born spirit, and the Spirit Gathering Realm is of no benefit to him.
Seeing that he had no desires, the guide did not erase his memories. However, since his Zhu Yuan True Spirit was beneficial to him, the two parties agreed to make a deal.
He thought that after this effort, the connection between the two would weaken, but he didn't expect it to fail.
Very well, let him shelter his little apprentice from the wind and rain before he becomes fully capable.
"Master, why did you summon me to the bamboo forest? Why do I have a fever?"
Tu Longjian's memory only stopped shortly after entering the bamboo forest. He seemed to hear a few indistinct bell sounds in his mind, but when he thought about it carefully, his head began to ache.
Seeing her clutching her head and shaking in pain, Yan Xiuzhu quickly placed his hand on her temples and gently pressed, slowly channeling spiritual energy to alleviate her pain.
A bluish-green spiritual energy entered, bringing a refreshing coolness, and Tu Longjian's aching mind cleared up a little.
"I've heard that you've always been diligent. Perhaps you've been too tired lately, which is why you fainted as soon as you came in."
The worry on his face seemed genuine, and Tu Longjian stared blankly at his gentle expression, gradually feeling relaxed.
Seeing that Tu Longjian's expression had become peaceful, Yan Xiuzhu slowly lowered his hand, and a treasure appeared in his palm.
With a smile on his lips, he said, "A-Jian, Master summoned you to the bamboo forest to give you this."
What is this?
Tu Longjian looked over and saw that it was a stack of translucent white fabric.
"This is Rolling Snow Fine Gauze, a material of the Heavenly Treasure level, which is related to the laws of heaven and earth."
"It can conceal the wearer's appearance and figure, and even allow them to escape the pursuit of the Heavenly Dao."
Tu Longjian's eyes lit up as he listened to Yan Xiuzhu's calm and smiling narration.
She escaped the pursuit of Heaven! This is truly of great use to her.
[Wow, your master is so good to you! A rare and powerful treasure like this is extremely hard to find, especially one as useful as this. Now you won't be exposed when you go to recruit other lucky individuals.]
Tu Longjian replied to Xiaoyi in his mind, "That's right. But Xiaoyi, do you remember what happened between when I entered the bamboo forest and when I fainted?"
[Ah... I only remember you suddenly fainting. What happened? What happened?]
"It's nothing. It seems you don't remember either. I always feel like my memory has some flaws."
[How could that be? I am a priceless treasure of destiny; no one can hide anything from me unless their level is higher than mine.]
Tu Longjian asked with some curiosity, "What would it be like to be at a higher level than you?"
[Hmm, I am conscious, but still confined to one place. Those more advanced than me are probably capable of generating their own domains and forms.]
[Speaking of which, if you have the chance, you must find energy for me so that I can grow.]
Tu Longjian nodded slightly, letting the matter drop.
She looked at the fabric in Yan Xiuzhu's hand, but was at a loss.
Such precious materials cannot be taken down from the mountain at will to find a tailor to make clothes.
As for making them herself, even though she was an all-around CEO in her previous life, sorry, she didn't have the skill to make clothes.
CEOs always wear custom-made clothes; who would make their own?
Yan Xiuzhu noticed the difficulty in her eyes, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes: "A-Jian, are you worried about how to turn the fabric into clothes?"
"Indeed, Master, do you have a solution? Such a precious treasure should not be revealed."
"I can sew it for you, but I'll need to take your measurements," Yan Xiuzhu said with a smile, producing a bamboo needle.
Tu Longjian exclaimed in delight, "Master can even make clothes! That's amazing!"
"When Xiaoyu first came, he was just a little dumpling and wouldn't let anyone get close, so I had to take his measurements and make clothes for him myself. Gradually, he learned how to do it."
Yan Xiuzhu smiled warmly.
"Xiaoyu, is that Fourth Senior Brother? I've been here for two days and haven't seen him yet."
Yan Xiuzhu nodded and introduced him to her, saying, "Xiaoyu is impatient. I sent him down the mountain to train a long time ago, so you probably won't see him for a while."
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