What's going on? Is this a mistake?
When he regained consciousness, Shen Qingmang's first reaction was to suspect that something had gone wrong.
Because she had neither lost her past memories nor landed in another world, the scene before her was clearly the Wuya Peak of the Taichu Sect, her most familiar home.
However, she immediately noticed something was wrong. She was looking down from a strange perspective, unable to sense her body at all. She only saw the Cliffless Peak, but not herself.
What exactly happened?
"Master Qiongju."
"Hey." She responded subconsciously, but found that someone else spoke at the same time as her. Then she fell uncontrollably until she landed next to someone. This person was none other than herself.
Could it be that my soul has left my body?
She tried to crash into the other person's body, but failed and could only cling to the other person's back.
"I haven't congratulated the Master on accepting a disciple yet."
"Nothing to celebrate."
Shen Qingmang suddenly woke up when he heard a voice that was exactly the same as his own but cold and emotionless.
How could her soul leave her body? The person in front of her was clearly not her, but the original Qiongju.
She said goodbye to the person who tried to greet her, returned to the Qiongzhi Hall, closed her eyes and meditated, and began to practice. Shen Qingmang circled around her several times, trying to find a way to break free, but Qiongju's body was like a magnet that firmly attracted her and she couldn't break free.
She could only observe the furnishings of the once-familiar Qiongzhi Hall with boredom. She discovered that this place was different from the Qiongzhi Hall she lived in. There were no colorful flowers planted by her wood spirits on the windowsills, and no calendars drawn by her on the walls. The furnishings inside the hall were simple, almost shabby, just like what she had seen when she first arrived in Qiongzhi Hall.
Could it be that she... returned to a world that is completely consistent with the original work?
A few days later, Shen Qingmang's suspicions were finally confirmed when she spotted another familiar figure: the second disciple, Si Rong. He nervously approached the Qiongzhi Hall, knelt at the foot of the stone steps, and said, "Master, I dare not disturb your meditation, but... I'm too dull to comprehend the manual you gave me. Could you please offer some guidance?"
Shen Qingmang looked at Qiongju, who remained unmoved, still practicing with her eyes closed, and pulled her ear and yelled at her to go check on her apprentice. However, she was not affected at all, perhaps unable to sense her or Si Rong at all.
Si Rong raised her voice again and repeated it, but still got no response. She bit her lip, bent down more humbly, and kowtowed to Qiongzhi Palace.
Shen Qingmang was so distressed that she wanted to rush forward to support Si Rong. However, she found that she had actually managed to get rid of Qiongju and attached herself to Si Rong. The other party did not notice and after receiving no response after kowtowing, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and turned away.
Shen Qingmang followed Si Rong back to Liuran Cottage and found Hao Xin sitting on the wall. He subconsciously opened his mouth to call him down, but no sound came out.
"How about it? Is Master willing to teach you?" Hao Xin looked expectant.
Si Rong shook his head slowly.
The light in Hao Xin's eyes died down, and after a moment, he angrily said, "She accepted me as a disciple and then didn't care about me. It would have been better for her not to accept me in the first place. It would have been better for me to fend for myself than to suffer here!"
Si Rong nervously ran over and tugged at the hem of his clothes. "Keep your voice down! What if Master hears and punishes you?"
"What did she tell you?"
"She...she didn't say anything, and didn't come out to see me."
"That's all. You've even come to her door, and she still won't listen. She's even less interested in me talking here. I'd rather learn on your own. Maybe you'll understand after thinking about it a few more times."
"I'm not as smart as you, someone who can understand things instantly." Si Rong pouted. "Even if I copied the contents of the book ten times, there will still be some things I don't know."
"What don't you know? I'll teach you." Hao Xin climbed over the wall and came to her courtyard.
Shen Qingmang finally remembered that this was a plot that happened in the original novel. She hadn't recalled the original novel for a long time and was a little vague about the plot.
Hao Xin taught Si Rong a few simple moves, and Si Rong looked at him with admiration, which made him very happy. Shen Qingmang tried to possess Hao Xin and found that it was successful.
In the next few days, she followed Si Rong and Hao Xin, observing their lives. One day, when Hao Xin walked into the dining hall to eat, he was suddenly harassed by Huaining.
"Isn't this the dining hall of the Wuya Sect? How come any country bumpkin can come in? The kitchen isn't accessed through this door. If you want to deliver food, find another way." Huaining said arrogantly.
"I am the third disciple of Master Qiongju, not some country bumpkin!" Hao Xin immediately retorted.
"Master Qiongju accepted a disciple? But why haven't I seen her teach anyone else?" Huaining said with a wicked smile, "Could it be that you're so stupid and useless that Master Qiongju gave up on you?"
Hao Xin raised his hand, curling his fingers. The food on Huaining's table immediately fell to the ground, and the soup even splashed onto his Taoist robe. Huaining jumped up, his face stained with anger. "You dare challenge me, this unwanted bastard?"
Shen Qingmang sighed, thinking that the Huaining in the original novel was even more annoying than the one she had met, and she didn't know why he was portrayed as the second male lead.
The two men had a huge fight in the dining hall because they couldn't get along. Qi Xiao arrived and scolded both of them. He grabbed Huaining's collar and took him back. Before leaving, Huaining gave Hao Xin a fierce look.
Hao Xin glared back unwillingly. The monks around him were talking among themselves, and he also scanned them one by one with a fierce look until a man walked in.
"Sui Han!"
"Big Brother!"
Shen Qingmang and Hao Xin shouted at the same time. Without a doubt, only Hao Xin's voice was heard. Gu Suihan walked up to him and asked, "Did you fight with someone?"
"Well..." Hao Xin admitted reluctantly.
"Did you win?"
"We won." Hao Xin waved his fist. "His eyes are all black."
"That's good." Gu Sui Han nodded lightly and sat down to eat.
Shen Qingmang took the opportunity to climb on him and observed him carefully.
The original novel had so little description of the eldest disciple that it took her so long to meet him. Even after meeting him, she couldn't tell whether this Gu Sui Han was the eldest disciple she had personally taught or a person from the original novel's world, let alone whether he had any memories of the past.
Curiosity drove her to attach herself to Gu Suihan. She discovered that her eldest disciple had little interest in cultivation. When he wanted to cultivate, he could quickly make progress by relying on the Heart of Heaven and Earth, but even with this ease, he rarely practiced and lived a life of seclusion.
Shen Qingmang looked very anxious and kept circling around him. One day when he was sleeping, she simply dipped ink and wrote the full text of "Encouraging Learning" on his desk. Then she was surprised to find that the handwriting did not disappear.
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