Morning dew on clothes
In front of the cave where Immortal Chang Yu was practicing in seclusion, Bai Roushuang finally saw her master again.
In the misty mountains, this person stands alone, with wide sleeves and a light robe, exuding an ethereal air.
When he slightly raised his eyes to look at people, there seemed to be frost and snow in his eyes that never melted all year round.
He was probably the person who was closest to being described as a god that Bai Roushuang had ever seen.
——The premise is that you don’t speak.
When Immortal Chang Yu saw his disciples, a faint smile appeared on his lips. He walked up to them with reserved steps, hugged all of them and gave them a group hug.
"My dear disciples, oh, Xiao Lou'er, you finally came back to see your master. I missed you so much!"
Xu Shulou patted his master on the shoulder: "I miss you too, please speak nicely."
Immortal Chang Yu let them go, wiped the non-existent tears from his eyes, and saw Jiuyao circling nearby. He pulled it into his arms and said with joy, "This bird is so plump. If I could coat it with honey and roast it until golden..."
Jiuyao was already furious in his arms.
Xu Shulou pulled out Jiuyao without any surprise and stuffed it into Bai Roushuang's arms, interrupting him: "Master, the Mingyue Peak Hall has prepared a welcoming banquet, which was cooked by Junior Sister herself."
Hearing that there was delicious food in front of him, Immortal Chang Yu barely regained some of his coolness and nodded reservedly: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the lead and flew away in the blink of an eye.
When Bai Roushuang was carried up by her senior sister and chased after him, her face was still full of confusion.
Xu Shulou rubbed the trembling Jiuyao in her arms and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, Master is just joking."
Jiuyao flapped his wings and flew to Xu Shulou's shoulder, rubbing her face affectionately with a feeling of being moved after surviving a disaster.
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At the welcoming banquet, Immortal Chang Yu gnawed on a chicken leg and gave Bai Roushuang high praise: "I knew I had made the right choice in accepting this disciple."
Xu Shulou held the bowl and nodded repeatedly in agreement: "Finally, there is a disciple on Mingyue Peak who can cook."
The master and disciple looked at each other, and recalled the bitterness when they were alone on Mingyue Peak, and they almost cried.
Most of the cultivators in the world of cultivation do not care much about food and drink, especially those who have been practicing fasting for a long time. Over a long period of time, they have only created fasting pills with two flavors, one is salty and sweet, and the other is sour with a slight bitterness. In short, they are equally disgusting.
Every novice monk had wildly questioned whether the person who created the Bigu Pill had no sense of taste, until they learned that the inventor himself had no need to eat this stuff.
This has become a motivation for novice monks, effectively encouraging them to practice hard, enter the fasting state as soon as possible, and get rid of this disgusting food.
Of course, no one can say for sure whether the desire to fight with the inventor of the Bigu Pill was also part of their motivation.
In short, there was no professional cook on Wuchen Island, and Xu Shulou could only eat the fasting pills. He didn't feel it when he first entered the sect and practiced hard, but after eating for a long time, he almost lost the will to live. At that time, Chang Yuxianzun tried to maintain a cold image in front of his disciples, acting very detached and didn't say a word about it.
One of them was chewing the Qigong pills, while the other pretended to be aloof. Until one day, after a long time, they looked at each other and found that each other was attached to the mundane world. They suddenly realized and went to the mortal world together, where they had a feast in the most famous restaurant in the area.
Recalling the past, Immortal Master Chang Yu's eyes showed even more cherishment for his little disciple. He spoke to her in a soft voice and couldn't help but look at his second disciple Song Ping.
Song Ping cleared his throat awkwardly.
The sixth disciple, Ji Ci, joined the sect a little later and did not know the deep meaning of it. The fifth disciple, Jiang Yan, explained to him: "When I first joined the sect, I missed home all the time, and the second senior brother was kind enough to cook me a meal from the mortal world."
Ji Ci was puzzled: "Then what?"
Jiang Yan thought for a moment and said, "Let me put it this way. If it weren't for the fact that cultivators are strong and healthy, the paths of Master, me, and my senior sister would have ended at the dinner table that day."
Xu Shulou nodded with deep feeling.
Song Ping was a little embarrassed: "How can it be so exaggerated? It was because Fifth Junior Brother missed the mortal world and cried non-stop, so I reluctantly gave it a try."
Jiang Yan touched her nose and said, "I can hardly tell whether Second Senior Brother is trying to appease my homesickness or to murder me."
Ji Ci started laughing: "Still crying? I didn't expect that Fifth Brother has a history of crying?"
"Go to hell." After a few words, the two men started fighting again.
Bai Roushuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If Master likes it, I will cook for you every day in the future."
Immortal Chang Yu finally showed some of his master's manners and shook his head: "No need, you should focus on cultivation."
It was a rare opportunity for him to come out of seclusion, so after dinner, Immortal Master Chang Yu began to give instructions to his disciples.
Xu Shulou was the last one in line. When it was her turn, she was standing on the back cliff of Mingyue Peak. A strong wind blew over the mountaintop. Xu Shulou's red dress and black hair fluttered behind her, as if she was an immortal who wanted to ride the wind to return home.
A willow leaf flew through the air, Xu Shulou raised his hand to catch it, turned around and smiled: "Master."
With the magical power of Immortal Chang Yu, even flying flowers and picked leaves can hurt people.
He looked at Xu Shulou with admiration, walked to the edge of the cliff, and stood shoulder to shoulder with her: "Master, there is nothing more to teach you."
Xu Shulou lowered his eyes and said, "Master, I will never forget your kindness in teaching me."
"In fact, I haven't taught you much. You are just naturally talented." Chang Yu thought for a moment and changed the subject. "I will not accept any more disciples from now on. Your little sister will be my last disciple. She has good aptitude, but her character is a little weak."
Xu Shulou blinked and said, "Young people should be given opportunities to grow."
Chang Yu laughed: "Your temperament has become more tolerant."
"Everyone has times when they get lost and need help from others," Xu Shulou raised his eyebrows, "Wasn't I much more naughty than her back then? I even dared to think of using the soul-summoning flag."
"Yes," Immortal Master Chang Yu looked at her seriously, "Back then, I thought you were a child with good bones and aptitude, and you would be able to understand things at once. It's a pity that you are full of hatred and anger, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to continue your journey of cultivation."
Xu Shulou smiled and said, "What about now?"
"You are very good now."
A hundred years of time passed in the blink of an eye.
She has grown from the princess of a fallen country who was full of hatred and vowed to bring disaster to all the people in the world, to the Xu Shulou who loves to play and laugh, and rarely draws her sharp sword to hurt others.
The smile on Xu Shulou's face did not fade: "I also think the current situation is good."
Immortal Chang Yu followed her gaze and looked into the distance. Back then, hatred had accelerated her cultivation speed, and her progress was so fast that she could be called a genius. Unfortunately, God was fair. Her power increased quickly, but her state of mind could not keep up. Chang Yu was always worried that this disciple would fall into the devil one day.
Later, she suddenly realized and let go, and her state of mind improved dramatically.
He didn't know what kind of people and what happened during her journey to the mortal world alone after she came out of seclusion that led to her final enlightenment.
However, the tragic past did not make her a devil who brought disaster to the world.
Xu Shulou had excellent talent and was willing to work hard, and later added on such an unyielding character. If this were to get out, other practitioners would surely cry out that the heavens were biased.
Immortal Chang Yu spoke again: "I have heard about the people you brought back. From hating mortals to protecting mortals, I don't think I have asked you yet, how do you feel?"
Xu Shulou thought about it and gave a very simple answer: "Very good."
That day, when she heard Junior Sister and Lu Beichen talking about Senior Sister Xu being a princess of the royal family, she herself was stunned.
It’s true that she is a princess, but she is a princess of a fallen country.
That past of royal family and that period of hatred during the change of dynasties really seems like a lifetime ago.
Now she travels in the mortal world and has captured some demons that wreak havoc on the world. Occasionally, when she is absent-minded, she will recall that she almost became one of them.
Immortal Chang Yu accompanied her to enjoy the breeze for a while, then asked, "By the way, the secret realm is about to open again, are you going this year?"
Xu Shulou was very casual: "It doesn't matter whether you go or not."
Chang Yu was helpless. This disciple was good in every way except that he lacked the determination to become an immortal. "Then go ahead and help me take care of those naughty monkeys."
Xu Shulou agreed casually: "Okay."
Immortal Chang Yu patted her shoulder, turned and left, leaving Xu Shulou alone standing on the top of the mountain. She stretched and leaned against the pine tree behind her.
She leaned a little harder, and the pine branches shook off the dew all over her body.
This is also one of the reasons why she does not believe in dreams. The Xu Shulou in the dream is not her.
She has experienced national hatred and family feuds to get to where she is today. She will never go back for a man and become the hateful person again.
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