Chapter 1: I Don’t Know I’m Just a Guest in My Dream
(All characters in this book, except for childhood memories, are now adults!!!)
"Master, why don't you go to Wushan with me and live a carefree life?"
The whispered voice was hoarse and pleasant, with a bewitching power that kept echoing in Bai Yunshu's ears.
"Master, what do you think our relationship is now? Master and disciple? But what kind of master and disciple would sleep in the same bed like this?"
"Master~"
One sound after another, touching the heartstrings.
As their breaths mingled, Bai Yunshu felt his mouth dry and his tongue parched. Thin layers of sweat appeared on his body, making him feel extremely sticky and uncomfortable.
Listening to this voice that couldn't be more familiar, Bai Yunshu put his hands in front of his eyes, trying his best to suppress the panic and anxiety in his heart, his mind in a chaos.
She opened her mouth and uttered two words with difficulty: "Disciple..."
"Master, open your eyes and look at me. You haven't seen me for so long. Don't you miss me?"
The teasing words were like silk threads, and Bai Yunshu's wrist was gently pulled down.
She opened her eyes slightly and instantly met those familiar eyes.
Those eyes seemed like ink smudged with water, with a layer of mist floating on them. The corners of the eyes were curved upwards, and the spring scenery was intoxicating and captivating.
Bai Yunshu stared blankly. Amidst the beautiful scenery, she somehow grabbed the wrist of the person in front of her, flipped him over and pressed him under her body.
The man under her stared at her quietly with a playful look in his eyes, his expression as pleasing as ever.
"Ningzhu..."
Bai Yunshu swallowed and called her.
Just two words, full of restrained longing.
Her gaze was straightforward and bold, and there was undisguised desire in her observation, as if she wanted to fall into this gentle land.
"Master, I miss you so much..." The man under her reached out and touched her face, saying this softly.
Bai Yunshu's breathing became heavier, but at this moment, the sound of a bell suddenly came to his ears.
"Dong-dong-dong-dong"
At dawn, the bell of Xuanying Sect rang on time, penetrating the mountains and echoing among the peaks, long and distant.
Bai Yunshu suddenly woke up from his dream and his consciousness was instantly torn away.
She slowly opened her eyes, a lazy look on her face. Her usually cold eyes still concealed an evil desire that had not yet disappeared. At the same time, she cursed out loud in annoyance.
"Knock, knock, knock! They just keep knocking every day! They really know how to pick the right time to disturb my sweet dreams!"
I just bent down and untied the belt of the person under me, but the next second I was awakened by the bell. The duck in my mouth flew away!
Fly!
Bai Yunshu tried to calm down, slowly sat up and looked out the window.
At this moment, her face was slightly red, her hair was disheveled, and she was still recalling everything in her dream.
Her clothes were wrinkled, and she looked completely different from the elegant and cold girl she usually appeared in front of others.
Suddenly she remembered something, and she smiled bitterly, cursing under her breath, "What a bastard I am."
There was a hint of annoyance in the words, but if you listened carefully, you could see a barely perceptible smile.
How could I have such a dream, and today... Could it be that I read too many books about rebelling against the master and the disciple yesterday?
After all, why is it that other people's disciples either develop evil intentions towards their masters while they are being raised, or live happily ever after with their masters while they are being raised, but only Bai Yunshu's disciples die while they are being raised.
And he died miserably, to save the world and the people, he did not enter the cycle of reincarnation, and his soul was scattered.
She sighed, slowly stood up, tidied herself up, resumed her usual elegant and cool demeanor, and walked to the kitchen absent-mindedly.
How nice it would have been if I had expressed my feelings back then, but there are no ifs.
There are no ifs in this world.
Everyone knows that she is the Immortal Lord Ying Su who sits high on the altar, but secretly, she is just a madman who has lost her disciple.
When the disciples in the kitchen saw her, they greeted her enthusiastically.
"Elder Ying Su, are you in the kitchen again today?"
"Well, you guys are busy, don't bother me."
Bai Yunshu nodded calmly, his expression cold, minding his own business.
Many disciples looked at her features and secretly wondered how there could be such a beautiful person in the world.
She has black hair and snow-white clothes, a slender figure, a pair of clear and elegant eyes and eyebrows, and a cold expression, which gives her an air of being otherworldly.
Her existence is like a painting, so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated, but also makes people feel awe and dare not touch it in the slightest.
Bai Yunshu was busy moving around in the kitchen, very skillfully.
Several disciples at the door couldn't help but whisper to each other.
"Why does Elder Ying Su come to the kitchen on this day every year?"
The person who spoke was an outer disciple who had only been there a few years, his face full of confusion.
The disciple who knew the reason quickly pulled her aside and said in a low voice, "Today is the anniversary of the death of Elder Yingsu's beloved disciple, Qi Ningzhu. Every year on this day, Elder Yingsu comes to the kitchen to carefully prepare cakes, and he has never stopped for five hundred years."
"You don't know that five hundred years ago, Elder Yingsu's eldest disciple resolutely jumped into the Demonic Abyss to suppress the demon. He used his life's cultivation to strengthen the barrier seal. In the end, his soul was scattered, and he didn't even have the chance to reincarnate. Only an empty shell was left to be buried in the mortal world."
"There are also rumors that the disciple was a sealer specially trained by Elder Ying Su. After all, it was she who asked her disciple to jump and said there was no danger. She is like this now, only because she feels guilty."
"The affairs of the world are complicated. Elder Ying Su cultivates the Way of the Common People. In my opinion, she would never do this. She must have some unspeakable difficulties. Okay, okay, let's not discuss it anymore. We still have to go back to cultivation."
The disciples looked at each other and left in a hurry, leaving Bai Yunshu alone in the kitchen.
Bai Yunshu listened to those words without saying a word, pretending not to hear anything.
I have heard these words so many times in the past five hundred years that when they are spoken by other people, they have a sense of vicissitudes of life.
Last night's dream was absurd, and she still felt a little unsatisfied. She gently reached into the pool and stirred it, letting the warm water wrap around her hand, but her face remained unchanged, cold and indifferent.
It turns out... five hundred years have passed.
It's the same every year, and her thoughts are like a tide. She can only say that the scenery is beautiful but the people don't come back.
By the time Bai Yunshu finished his work, it was already noon.
Seeing that it was getting late, she flew towards Bantingyue on her sword, carrying the wine she brewed herself, the fruits she grew herself, and the cakes she made herself.
Bantingyue is a deserted courtyard located in the outskirts of the city where no one cares about it.
When he arrived at the place, looking at the yard overgrown with weeds, Bai Yunshu prepared himself mentally before stepping in.
The yard looked quite dilapidated, with no one taking care of the trees in the yard. In the middle of the yard, there was a solitary grave, standing there quietly.
Bai Yunshu lowered his eyes and skillfully placed the cakes, wine and fruits in front of the grave one by one.
These are what this cheap apprentice likes to eat.
After putting it away, she bent down slightly and touched the words on the tombstone with her slender white hands.
The tomb of his beloved disciple Qi Ningzhu.
In fact, what she wanted to engrave on it was "The Tomb of the Unfilial Qi Ningzhu".
But she was persuaded later, and she thought about it carefully. She felt that this cheap apprentice was very filial, and he should not die with a bad reputation.
"Silly disciple..."
Bai Yunshu murmured, with Qi Ningzhu's gentle and smiling face in his mind.
Then she straightened up.
"Will you blame me for not visiting you for so long? Mainly because there's nothing good to see here, and if you see too much, it's easy to miss you."
She slowly walked around the grave mound, her tone melancholy.
Of course, the former is not the main reason, the latter is.
"I brought you your favorite cakes and the wine you used to love to drink secretly. As for the fruit, it was planted by you. I tasted it earlier and it's quite sweet."
As she spoke, she poured the wine into the wine cup and placed it in front of the grave.
Suddenly thinking of something, Bai Yunshu's eyes avoided.
"I have to tell you something. I dreamed of you last night. I don't know if you'll blame me. Blaming me is useless. After all, I can only see you in my dreams."
Bai Yunshu's expression was indifferent, but his thoughts could not be hidden in his eyes.
When I heard you say you missed me, I woke up and hated it was a dream.
"By the way, I'll buy you your favorite sesame cakes later. Wait for me here, dear..."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and gently touched the corner of the tombstone, as if comforting and coaxing a child.
She said this every year, and she has been saying it for five hundred years, as if she never gets tired of it.
She flew away on her sword at an extremely fast speed, fearing that her apprentice would have to wait for a long time.
She never expected that when she came back, there was a sneaky figure squatting in front of the grave, eating the things she placed in front of the grave.
[The following is a supplementary realm setting.]
A relatively broad range of cultivation settings + numerous private settings + specific plots, character creation, story development, and different worldviews
Cultivation: First acquaintance - Listening - Breaking through hope - Knowing the subtle - Exploring the heart - Entering the hall - Reunion - Creation - Ascension
Note: The above cultivation settings are based on the name of "Flower Journey", and the following are for the general public.
Ascend to the Immortal Realm: True Immortal - Golden Immortal - Taiyi - Daluo... (This actually has nothing to do with this article...)
Fourteen cultivations: sword, magic, talisman, plant, body... etc.
Nine Paths: Path of the Common People - Path of Ruthlessness - Path of Forgetfulness - Path of Killing - Path of Affection - Path of Buddhism - Path of Demons - Path of Monsters - Path of Soul Refining
Six Realms of Gods, Humans, Demons, and the Netherworld]
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