Qingluo Peak, behind the Taoist temple.

In the courtyard beside the stream, An Zhisu and Ling Yunpo drank a few cups together, and their faces became a little drunk and flushed.

She was so happy.

When Junior defeated Duan Fenhai for the first time, the onlookers might have attributed it to "luck" or "fortuitous luck";

Defeating Lin Duanshan for the second time was the real way to establish his authority.

Lucky? Can you give me a try twice in a row?

Not to mention the people from Shushan who were watching, even An Zhisu began to doubt himself: he must have underestimated his junior brother before.

My brother has the potential to be at the top of the Immortal Sword list!

Um, wait…

As long as I lose to my junior brother in the final sword fight, won’t he really take the top spot?

An Zhisu certainly didn't care whether he was at the top or second place.

Rather, instead of being the top of the list, I would let my junior brother be the top of the list. I would just be the second and stay by his side to protect him.

If anyone defeats his junior brother and takes the top spot, he will go up and beat the other person to the point where he cannot take care of himself, take back the top spot, and then deliberately lose to his junior brother...

Thinking about it this way, it seems pretty good?

Her soft face was flushed with a hint of drunkenness, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. That stunningly charming smile, and the royal sister style revealed in it, made Ling Yunpo stunned for a moment.

When he came to his senses, he quickly lowered his head to drink to hide the embarrassment on his face.

The two drank for a long time. As the sky gradually darkened and the moon rose above the treetops, Ling Yunpo supported his half-drunk senior sister and slowly walked back to the Taoist temple.

For a cultivator, getting drunk is a joke. Sister, the wine doesn’t make you drunk, but you make yourself drunk. Let her be happy.

After settling Senior Sister An in the room, Ling Yunpo went down the mountain to buy some wine. He had been winning sword fights frequently recently, and the consumption of the spiritual wine in the Taoist temple was alarming, and it was all drunk by Senior Sister.

Arriving at Hegu Village and stepping into the Fangshi Restaurant, Ling Yunpo stared at the brands of various wines for a while, and suddenly someone called him:

"Junior Brother Ling."

Ling Yunpo turned his head and saw Guan Shanyue sitting at a wine table by the window in the hall, waving at him with a smile.

Why is this girl looking for me...Oh, she had asked me out before at the Golden Summit of Emei Mountain, saying that "we can talk when we have time."

Ling Yunpo came to the wine table and sat down opposite Guan Shanyue, only to hear her ask leisurely:

"Wine? Tea?"

"The guest should follow the host's wishes." Ling Yunpo replied.

"You know?" Guan Shanyue poured him a glass of wine, "Your Senior Sister An and I first met at this table."

She calmly filled the glass and pushed it in front of Ling Yunpo, then continued:

"You are much more polite than her."

"I'll take it as a compliment." Ling Yunpo picked up the wine glass, but did not drink it. He just spun it in his hand.

"You are wondering why I came to see you." Guan Shanyue said calmly, "Nothing, I just came to meet Ling Poyun who is very popular recently."

"It's Ling Yunpo, not Ling Poyun." He frowned and corrected.

“But Ling Poyun sounds better.” Guan Shanyue waved her hand, “Let’s not talk about that.”

Ling Yunpo felt a little uncomfortable. He found that Senior Sister Guan was too strong-willed and always dominated the direction of the conversation.

"So, do you plan to continue following your master's path?" Guan Shanyue raised the wine glass and drank it all, but stared directly at him, "Are you going to forget about love, or ask about love?"

Lingyunpo:?

Seeing his brows furrowed, Guan Shanyue sneered and put down his wine glass:

"An Zhisu hasn't told you yet, right?"

She held up three fingers:

"Although each peak of the Shushan Shangqing Sect has its own swordsmanship school, it is not enough to form a Taoist tradition."

"There are only three routes that can truly be considered orthodox."

"No feelings, forget feelings, and ask about feelings."

"I'd like to hear more details." Ling Yunpo sighed and said, "I really don't understand. How can love rise to the level of Taoism?"

"Because it is related to a question that directly points to the heart of Tao." Guan Shanyue said leisurely, "As a sword immortal, why should you draw your sword?"

"Of course it's for immortality." Ling Yunpo answered without hesitation.

"Eternal life." Guan Shanyue sneered, "If it is for the sake of eternal life, if the Shushan high-ranking officials want to kill your sister one day, you should hide to save your life and watch your sister being executed openly... Will you do that?"

Ling Yunpo was speechless.

"Actually, this answer is not wrong." Guan Shanyue suppressed his mocking expression and said calmly, "For immortality, for great freedom, for the pursuit of the ultimate swordsmanship, in essence, they are all for oneself."

"This is the tradition of the Jueqing School."

"If you practice the Jueqing School, you must be self-centered and not have any concerns about the secular world. Otherwise, you will develop inner demons, which will cause your cultivation to stagnate at best, or even shake your heart and lead to demonic possession."

"But you are not that kind of person." She stared at Ling Yunpo and said in a deep voice.

"Senior Sister, what kind of person do you think I am?" Ling Yunpo asked back.

"Forget about love, or ask about love." Guan Shanyue said frankly.

"The so-called Forget Love School is actually a branch of Absolute Love School. They first acknowledge the existence of love, then immerse themselves in it, and finally withdraw from it and achieve transcendence."

"The Jueqing School regards love as a scourge and dares not get involved easily. If you are tempted by worldly desires, they will even kill the whole family to remove the flaws... But the Wangqing School is different. Pick it up, put it down, and don't be obsessed with it anymore. This is the most important thing."

"Your master, True Man Qi Sha, originally followed the lineage of the Forget Love School."

"Originally?" Ling Yunpo instantly became interested.

"Yes, originally." Guan Shanyue drank a glass of wine, "He once had a wife and daughter in the mortal world, didn't you know?"

"I've heard a little about it." Ling Yunpo was slightly stunned and replied.

"The way to practice the Forgetful Love Stream is to find a mortal as a spouse and live with him/her in love." Guan Shanyue sighed and said, "The life span of a mortal will eventually come to an end."

"When the spouse dies of old age, the sword immortal will experience the pain of separation and finally let go, and forget about love, and then he will enter the Tao."

"But there is a key point here, which is that there must be no offspring." She changed the subject and said with a chuckle, "Not only did the Seventh Immortal have a daughter with the other party, he also taught her Taoism and took her back to Mount Shu."

"This is not the Forget Love Flow at all, but the Ask Love Flow. The sword of the Seven Killings Master was taken out for his wife and daughter."

"So, Master can't let it go?" Ling Yunpo asked disappointedly.

"I don't know the details." Guan Shanyue shook his head. "So, why do you think the other peaks of Shushan are targeting Qingluo Peak?"

"Is it Su Jian who kills people like crazy? Or is it An Zhisu who kills people like crazy? Neither is entirely correct."

"Behind this is actually a dispute over the orthodoxy."

Ling Yun broke the silence for a long time.

"Why is the Taoism of the Qing School so unpopular?" He looked puzzled.

"Have you seen the two lines of poetry next to the sword pond?" Guan Shanyue asked instead of answering.

"Su Ming Su Ming, why aren't you singing?" Ling Yunpo muttered in a low voice, "So confused, so confused, how confused I am."

"The ancient tradition of Wenqing Stream was completely cut off from that time on." Guan Shanyue smiled slightly, "So I am looking forward to you at Qingluo Peak being able to revive this path, whether it's Master Qisha, An Zhisu, or you."

She stood up and put the money on the table:

"After all, being a barren woman and marrying a mortal are both really boring."

Guan Shanyue gracefully left the table, and saw that all the guests at the surrounding tables stood up and followed Guan Shanyue away.

Ling Yunpo then realized that in order to create a safe environment for the two of them to talk, this restaurant had long been occupied by the disciples of Cuizhu Peak.

Looking at the shop owner and the waiters coming out of the back hall trembling with fear, Ling Yunpo sighed.

Learned a new way to show off.

"Waiter, get me a pot of good wine." He said loudly, "I'll take it away."