"Heitian, do you know what I hate most in my life?"
Xiang Sheng suddenly spoke, which startled Heitian.
Before he could ask further, he heard Xiang Sheng whisper, "What I hate most in my life is scheming."
As soon as these words were spoken, Heitian's body suddenly shook and cold sweat broke out.
I was really seen through!
"senior!"
He knelt straight and hurriedly tried to make amends, "I don't know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is..."
"No need to say more."
Xiang Sheng gave Heitian a deep look and said, "You'd better take care of yourself."
After saying that, Xiang Sheng opened the door curtain and left.
Heitian listened to the footsteps gradually fading away, his tense mind relaxed, and he sat down slumped down. Only then did he realize that his back had been soaked without him noticing.
The moment his thoughts were revealed, he was really afraid that Xiang Sheng would get angry and attack him, but fortunately, the other party only said something harmless and left.
He silently chewed over the two sentences Xiang Sheng said, vaguely realizing that he seemed to have missed something.
"well……"
Heitian sighed softly. One wrong move ruined the jade chess piece. What's the point of thinking about it now?
…
Half an hour later, Li Changting was sent back to Zifang by Lou Huo.
As soon as he landed, he immediately went to see Xiang Sheng and told him that the elders of the sect had already set out and would arrive in Dongzhou in at most half a month along the space channel built by Fang Cun Ji.
After Xiang Sheng nodded to indicate that he understood, Li Changting completely let go of the burden and felt relaxed all over.
At the same time, rumors about the East and West Continents being connected soon spread under Jiang Yi's deliberate arrangement.
As soon as the news spread, it caused an uproar among the cultivators. For a time, whether within the sect or among independent cultivators, all they talked about was the passage to Xizhou.
This day is of extraordinary significance to all monks.
However, the secular world is as peaceful and quiet as ever.
Blacksmith Chen, his daughter, and Widow Wang got drunk last night and slept until noon.
After tidying up a bit, the three of them had a simple meal. Blacksmith Chen hurriedly sent Fengfeng to the private school. When he came back, he pressed his aching forehead and looked around, feeling puzzled.
Where is Brother Li?
He glanced at the calligraphy studio from afar and saw that there was no one inside, so he went out along the East Street to look for them. Soon, he saw Li Changting and Xiang Jianjue in an open space behind a circle of courtyards.
Li Changting held a branch in his hand, gestured in the air, and nodded to Jian Jue who was beside him from time to time.
Brother Li, did you trick your apprentice into getting him?
Blacksmith Chen smiled, and suddenly he thought of something. His eyes lit up and he walked forward.
Li Changting had naturally sensed someone approaching. Seeing it was Blacksmith Chen, he lowered his stance, approached him, and said with a smile, "Brother Chen, are you sober now?"
"I'm ashamed to say that now that I'm older, I can't drink as much as I used to."
Blacksmith Chen smiled innocently, "Thank you for your hard work last night."
"That's fine."
Li Changting waved his hand and smiled brightly: "Brother Chen, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."
"You figured it out?"
Blacksmith Chen looked embarrassed. "Brother Li, your swordsmanship is unprecedented in my life. I saw you instructing me just now. Could you teach me a few tricks?"
At this point, Chen the Blacksmith felt something was wrong and quickly added, "If it's your family's secret that you can't pass on, just pretend I didn't say it today."
Li Changting laughed heartily upon hearing this. "What's the inconvenience? If Brother Chen wants to learn, just come over directly."
Blacksmith Chen was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly. Then he began to practice sword under Li Changting's guidance. He did not leave until the sun set and Fengfeng came back from school.
Xiang Jianjue put away his sword and stood up, exhaling lightly. He said, "Senior Brother's attitude towards mortals is really different from that of ordinary cultivators."
"I learned all this from your master."
Li Changting smiled and said, "I didn't have much contact with mortals in the sect before. After living in Dushui City for two days, I feel that mortals are not as useless as the sect says."
Xiang Jianjue nodded in agreement and said, "Master said that cultivators are just mortals who are slightly more powerful. In some aspects, they are even inferior to mortals. We should treat them with a normal mind."
Li Changting was stunned for a moment. "Do you understand the deep meaning of your master's words?"
Xiang Jianjue slowly shook his head. "Cultivators can fly and burrow underground, and their lifespans are immense. How can mortals who waste hundreds of years compare to them? I don't understand the meaning of Master's words. Does Senior Brother have any insights?"
Li Changting twitched his lips and said, "If I had a good idea, would I ask you?"
Xiang Jianjue looked at Li Changting strangely. This cheap senior brother had been with him for so long that he was too lazy to even practice with the costumes?
"But don't worry about it."
Li Changting rubbed his chin and said, "Everyone's Dao heart is unique. The Dao that your master understands may not be your Dao.
You only need to practice according to your heart, and enlightenment will naturally arise without doubt."
Li Changting brought up his master's previous teachings, expecting Xiang Jianjue to be deeply impressed. However, he simply nodded and said with a smile, "Master said the same thing."
Li Changting: "..."
This silly boy can't stop talking about his master. After going to the Myriad Veins Sword Sect, wouldn't he fail at the stage of becoming a disciple?
Li Changting got a headache.
The westward migration of Dongzhou cultivators would naturally involve the issue of their master-disciple relationship. This had already been discussed within the sect before he came.
As long as Xiang Jianjue didn't tell himself that he had a master, the elders in the sect would turn a blind eye and accept him as a formal disciple after they took a liking to him.
But considering this silly boy's stupid brain, would he really be willing to kowtow to a master other than Xiang Sheng?
Never mind, things will work out when the time comes.
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