Speaking of scandals, we can't help but talk about Qiongju's master, Yun Xuzhou, the head of the Taichu Sect. He's one of Shen Qingmang's favorite characters. Compared to the innocent, kindhearted heroine and the rebellious, trouble-making hero, Yun Xuzhou's character is much more down-to-earth. He feels like a kind, friendly neighbor who sits under a shed on a hot day, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, and who gives children a few coins and treats them to ice cream.
Aside from the Bodhi Hall, marriage was forbidden for cultivators of other sects. Yun Xuzhou had a wife and a daughter in his youth, but his wife remained a mortal until her death. While his daughter possessed spiritual roots, her talent was limited, and she died at the age of 250. Qiongju was his apprentice, taken in shortly after his daughter's death, and he treated her like his own daughter.
But this kind-hearted master had a unique hobby: matchmaking. Perhaps because he had a happy family of his own, he particularly enjoyed seeing couples, and he would constantly match up any cultivators he saw as a good match. He was considered the Taichu Sect's top couple fan, and half of the Taichu Sect's cultivator couples were brought together by him. He was even more attentive to his beloved disciple, Yun Xuzhou.
He screened through the eligible men of the Taichu Sect as if he were selecting a son-in-law, and finally chose his eldest disciple Shi Mingli. He intentionally or unintentionally created some space for the two of them to be alone, and finally annoyed Qiongju so much that he went into seclusion for two hundred years, and when he came out he had changed his mind.
In Shen Qingmang's opinion, a forced melon is not sweet. On the day of the disciple-recruiting meeting, Shi Mingli didn't say a single word to her. The two of them were obviously on the same peak. If they hadn't met by chance today, it would have taken a long time for them to see each other again. He obviously had no interest in Qiongju.
After figuring this out, Shen Qingmang's awkward feeling gradually disappeared. He thanked Shi Mingli and walked into the study.
She flipped through the Taichu Sect history book in Room B at a glance, then walked into the adjacent Room C to check the history books of other sects. When she came to Chaohua Palace, she slowed down and licked her lips.
The practice method of entering the Tao through emotion, the monks all have beautiful appearances... This sect is so interesting, I must go and travel around when I have time!
When she turned to Fang Yuan Zong, she fell into deep thought again.
If she remembered correctly, it was this seemingly peaceful Fang Yuan Sect that caused the chaos in the Taichu Sect decades later. To prevent the tragedy from happening again, she had to make preparations early.
Shen Qingmang put all the scrolls back in their places and left the study, only to unexpectedly discover that Shi Mingli was still sitting in the hall of the library.
Although she inherited Qiongju's talent and could remember everything she saw, it still took her several hours to read so many books. It was already late at night. Wouldn't the eldest brother sleep?
Her eyes subconsciously lingered on the top of Shi Ming's haircut, wanting to see if he was at risk of baldness. He felt her gaze and raised his head.
"Did you finish reading?"
"Yeah. Brother, aren't you going to rest?"
"The road is boundless, and we need to practice diligently." Shi Mingli said seriously.
"Brother, haven't you heard that saying?" Shen Qingmang walked up to him. "My life is limited, but my knowledge is limitless. To pursue the limitless with the limited is to perish."
Life is limited, but knowledge is infinite. How is it possible to learn infinite knowledge in a limited life? It would be better to sleep a few more hours to prevent baldness.
Shi Mingli remained noncommittal.
Shen Qingmang touched his hair and said, "Brother, please take care of your health. I'll go back first."
"good."
She rubbed her sore eyes, left the library, returned to the Qiongzhi Palace and fell asleep. She did not wake up until noon. She always felt a little empty in her heart. After thinking for a long time, she finally came to her senses.
She hasn't eaten a single meal since she came to this place!
Qiongju has already reached the early stage of out-of-body state and has been able to fast for a long time. As long as there is spiritual energy flowing in her dantian, she will not feel hungry.
But Shen Qingmang has been a mortal all his life, and even if he is not hungry, he cannot give up his desire for food.
The original novel mentioned that Si Rong's father would send someone to bring her food every day, and it was said to be very delicious. Otherwise, she might as well go and eat for free!
As soon as the thought came to her mind, before she even stepped out of the palace door, she saw Gu Sui Han waiting outside the palace.
"Master."
"Sui Han? What's wrong?"
Gu Suihan bowed to her and said, "Master said that the class will start the day after tomorrow. I would like to ask where you plan to start so that I can familiarize myself with it in advance."
Shen Qingmang couldn't help but let out a hiss.
Isn't this eldest apprentice too eager to learn? She's already planning to pre-study before the new semester even starts, and she hasn't even finished preparing her lessons yet. After three years of teaching, this is the first time I've been dragged down by one of my own students.
However, no teacher would dislike an obedient and hardworking student. Shen Qingmang adjusted his attitude and said to him in a gentle voice, "On the first day, we will talk about the history of the sect. No need to prepare in advance."
"History? Doesn't it talk about internal skills?"
Shen Qingmang shook his head. "There's no need to rush. Understanding the history of each sect and its characteristics will help you better comprehend the Wuya Sect's techniques."
Seeing Gu Suihan's expression of sudden enlightenment, Shen Qingmang felt a little guilty.
The words sounded high-sounding, but the main reason was... she didn't know how to teach anyone the skills!
But it doesn’t matter, because of the master’s filter, the eldest disciple won’t be able to tell that she is talking nonsense.
She looked at the elegant young man and thought of Shi Mingli yesterday. She couldn't help but say, "Sui Han, although cultivation is important, it's not everything in life. Don't be so tense. It's a great weekend. Wouldn't it be nice to go out and enjoy the flowers and plants? The scenery of Wuya Peak is still very beautiful."
"Weekend?" Gu Suihan repeated these two words with a confused expression.
"Hmm... Spring brings life, summer brings growth, autumn brings harvest, and winter brings storage. The four seasons cycle together, forming a yearly cycle. Taoism follows nature, and we cultivators must learn from nature. We also have our own cycles. I, the master, usually consider seven days as a cycle, with the first five days being for cultivation and the last two days for rest. Therefore, we name the rest days the weekend, the end of the cycle."
"Disciple understands. It's my fault for disturbing Master on his day of rest." Gu Suihan took a step back. "Disciple will take his leave now."
"Hey, hey, that's not necessary." Shen Qingmang stopped him. She just wanted to make up an explanation for the modern vocabulary she accidentally revealed, but she didn't mean to drive her eldest disciple away. "Master is going out for a walk. If you have some free time, why not come with us?"
Gu Suihan's eyes lit up. "Okay. Where would you like to go, Master?"
"Let's go see what your junior brothers and sisters are doing first." As she said that, Shen Qingmang walked out of the Qiongzhi Hall with light steps, already thinking about how to get a free meal naturally. Gu Suihan followed behind her, the light in his eyes dimmed.
When Shen Qingmang arrived at Si Rong's residence, the little girl was squatting on the ground, feeding rabbits with a few glowing spiritual herbs. She hadn't seen any rabbits in the yard in the past two days, so she thought that Zhenren must have sent them to his daughter to entertain her.
Si Rong and Hao Xin's courtyards were adjacent. Hao Xin climbed over the wall and watched Si Rong feeding the rabbit. He sneered, "No matter how many magical herbs you feed it, it will never become a spirit."
"It would be good if it could live a few more years." Si Rong touched the rabbit's ears.
"If you live a few more years, the meat will become old. It's better to steam it while it's still tender."
"You little bastard!" Si Rong stood up and was about to hit Hao Xin. He looked up and saw Shen Qingmang and said happily, "Master is here! Master, please come and judge! Junior brother wants to eat rabbit!"
Shen Qingmang, whose mind was full of delicious lunch, blurted out: "Rabbit, rabbit tastes better when eaten cold."
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