Chapter 9: The Side Room's Hidden Light
After she finished speaking, she waved her hand and many disciples appeared on the ground, lying all over the place.
If you fall from the ladder and land on the net she has laid, you will be teleported to the gate.
Some of them were lying in a spread-eagle position, with their eyes tightly closed, looking as if they had lost all hope in life; some seemed to be asleep, curled up in a ball, hugging their heads.
Geng Jihuan took a closer look, squatted down, and poked the faces of the disciples in order, trying to wake them up.
"Oh, it's great to be young. I can fall asleep right away."
As she poked, she noticed Yin Huan.
"Hey? This little guy has collected a bunch of your notebooks. He's been masked since the beginning, so I haven't seen what he looks like yet."
Geng Jihuan wanted to take a look, and just as he squatted in front of Yin Huan, Bai Yunshu spoke.
"She just fainted from fright. Don't touch the new disciple. It will be bad for your reputation if word gets out."
She didn't really scold him. Geng Jihuan thought for three seconds.
"What is known to the heart should be kept secret. Heaven and earth know it, you know it, and I know it."
After she finished speaking, she tried to reach out, wanting to see what kind of face was hidden under the cloak hood.
Bai Yunshu glanced at her and coughed lightly.
"I'm afraid you're about to become the frivolous and evil master in the storybook again. Be restrained, they should wake up soon."
After hearing what Bai Yunshu said, Geng Jihuan was shocked. He quickly withdrew his hand and took several steps back.
"Forget it, forget it. Just don't move and let them wake up on their own."
Although she doesn't look too decent and sometimes doesn't behave too properly, the story books say that she is frivolous and wanton, seducing disciples, comparable to the Meihe Sect.
This is too much!
God and heaven are our witnesses. Geng Jihuan lived a clean life and diligently taught her disciples how to practice cultivation. Yet, these ordinary people fabricated a story about her like this!
Just by looking at the appearance, they can compile dozens of versions and circulate them widely.
It’s not that we haven’t cracked down on it, but there are so many in the open, and there are countless in the dark.
If you endure for a moment, you will get angrier. If you take a step back, you will feel more at a loss. But it is unlikely that you will go and cause trouble for others.
They will only say that since others have written it, I have written it too. If you want to find it, you should look for the first person.
Besides, there are many people with the same name and surname in the world. If you really care, just change your name.
And then someone would ask, "You cultivators, why do you care so much? They can't get it, so can't they just fantasize about it? Well, don't take it to heart."
Geng Jihuan covered his chest to prevent himself from getting hurt by anger.
Are people who practice Taoism no longer human?
Fortunately, she has a strong heart.
So much so that later on, after seeing it so many times, I didn’t care anymore.
What is written by others is not yourself, so it is really not worth it to worry about it.
Seeing that his words worked, Bai Yunshu never came down from the Shuangdu tree.
She didn't seem to care, and put the flute to her lips again and played it.
Strands of blue spiritual power followed the music, overflowed from the flute and floated into the air.
She played a soothing tune, which made the lying disciple's brows relax.
Geng Jihuan looked towards the stairs.
"There's still no sign of the ones that have climbed up. It's true that we shouldn't hold our hopes too high. Maybe they'll all be caught in the net soon, and I'll have to trouble you, Junior Sister, to fish them out."
But I can't say that for sure, I've also prepared a lot of gifts as rewards."
"It's still early, Junior Sister, continue. I'll take a nap."
She talked to herself, and after she finished, she also climbed up the tree, lay on another tree trunk, and took a light nap with her head facing the direction of the ladder.
This little day is so beautiful. There is a soothing song played by her junior sister next to her. This year's enrollment has also met the target. She deserves this half-day of leisure.
Bai Yunshu glanced at her casually, then turned his gaze to the curled up Yin Huan.
Several disciples have slowly woken up and are looking around in confusion, checking whether they are missing any limbs.
Looking up, a golden-red gate stands before you. Above the gate hangs a huge plaque with the three big characters "Xuan Yingzong" shining brightly in the sun. On the left is the most iconic building of Xuan Yingzong - Shuangdu Tree.
The tree is as red as a maple tree, with twin leaves and lush branches. Red silk flutters on the tree, filled with all kinds of wishes. The huge canopy hides two people who are taking a break from their busy schedule.
They couldn't help but stand up and watch, touching here and there.
"Oh my god, that's the cloud ladder. We're at the sect gate."
"I was so scared, I thought I was dead, but it turned out to be real."
"Some people should still be climbing the ladder."
“…”
The voices of discussion were getting louder and louder, and Geng Jihuan couldn't help but frown.
She slowly opened her eyes and sat up, saying with a melancholy look on her face, "I hope they can cultivate with this kind of vigor in the future."
Bai Yunshu smiled, put away the flute, jumped down the tree, and came to Yin Huan.
When the other disciples saw her, they were surprised and stood still.
The other disciples were almost awake, only Yin Huan was still curled up.
This shouldn't be the case. She gained spiritual power through the song, so why isn't she awake yet?
Bai Yunshu squatted down. The person in front of him was mumbling in fear, his body still shaking slightly.
“It hurts! It hurts so much!”
“Save me…”
Bai Yunshu's heart trembled and he stretched out his hand.
Before they touched, Yin Huan opened his eyes.
There was fear in her eyes, as if she was still immersed in the dream just now.
"No! Don't touch me!"
Looking at the hand in front of him, Yin Huan suddenly stepped back and pulled his cloak over to wrap it tighter.
Bai Yunshu's hand froze in the air, and then he put it down awkwardly.
What happened? Did you dream about something?
A wandering experience? A painful past? Why is he so afraid of people?
Through the veil, Yin Huan couldn't see her inquiring eyes, but he was aware of her gaze on him.
"How are you? Why are you shaking? Are you feeling better?"
Bai Yunshu asked softly, Yin Huan thought for a moment and spoke in a low voice.
"I've...been in poor health since I was a child. I get easily sick after being frightened. I often have headaches and fevers, so I always wrap myself up tightly. I was just worried that you would be infected by my illness. Please forgive me."
“Cough cough cough…”
She pretended to be in pain and coughed, lowering her head so that no one could look at her, her tone mixed with pain and self-blame.
As soon as these words were spoken, people around him looked at him with pity.
Bai Yunshu stood up and reached out to her.
"The diseases of the mortal world cannot infect me. The Xuanying Sect is full of spiritual energy. If you practice hard, your illness will be cured. Elder Geng Jihuan is a very powerful medicine practitioner. You can work hard and practice with her."
When Yin Huan heard this, he quickly shook his head.
"No, I came here for Elder Ying Su. I want to be with her."
She has only one goal.
"Why? It's obvious that medicine cultivation is more suitable for you. Do you think that with your strength and qualifications, Elder Ying Su will accept you as his disciple?"
Bai Yunshu just asked back, and Yin Huan was speechless for a while.
My current qualifications are extremely poor. Before I came in, I could still rely on some mantras to guide my spiritual power, but it fell before and I couldn't gather it up no matter what.
As for being accepted as a disciple, it wouldn't be difficult as long as she worked hard.
Also, considering his face, Bai Yunshu couldn't remain indifferent.
"I will try my best. She has done me a favor."
Yin Huan said the last two words with forbearance.
Gratitude is false, hatred is real.
"Then do your best."
Bai Yunshu was indifferent, but his hand was still stretched out to pull her.
Yin Huan looked at her hand, hesitated, and didn't hold it.
She got up by herself and retreated into the corner again.
Bai Yunshu was not annoyed, but just stared at her back without saying a word.
She couldn't help but ask herself.
What are you expecting?
Finally, someone climbed up the ladder.
The leader is Yan Weiwan.
She used her hands and feet, her head was covered in sweat, and her legs were shaking. When she stepped onto the flat ground, she couldn't stand steadily at all.
Yan Weiwan fell straight down, gasping for breath and crawling on the ground.
She was so tired that she couldn't even utter a word.
"Are you okay?"
Someone came forward to show concern for her.
When he saw a group of people at the door, Yan Weiwan's expression changed again and again.
"You...are not dead?"
She muttered, and then added another sentence.
"That's good, at least you're not dead."
She thought she had really fallen, and her screams still linger in her ears.
Because there were people behind her, in order not to block the road, she used all her strength and rolled to the side twice.
Yan Weiwan no longer cared about her image.
Disciples climbed up one after another behind him. As soon as they stepped on the ground, they all lay on the ground, looking at the sky with despair.
They felt like they were being fooled, but they couldn't express it.
Geng Jihuan came down from the tree only after most people had arrived.
She was in no mood to listen to their quarrels, her mind was already wandering.
Geng Jihuan stretched lazily without caring about his image and looked at the disciple lying on the ground with a smile.
"Hey, are you all here? Why are you being so polite right after arriving?"
The disciples looked at her, feeling miserable.
"Well, anyone who climbs up here will get a reward."
As she spoke, she rummaged in her wide sleeves and took out a lot of Huiyuan grass.
The most common small spiritual herb in her yard is used to restore physical strength and vitality, and can also help with spiritual practice.
"Yes, Huiyuan Grass. It works best when eaten raw. You won't feel tired after eating it."
She gave one plant to each of the lying disciples, and their resentment immediately dissipated.
After they recovered their strength, Geng Ji happily counted these little radishes.
"Let's go, enter the sect!"
The disciples seemed excited and wanted to take a look at everything. Some of them even touched things as they walked.
Bai Yunshu followed behind and found it really noisy.
She gave Geng Jihuan a secret message and left first.
Geng Jihuan led his men in a mighty procession and handed it over to the disciples who came to pick it up.
"You are responsible for the students' uniforms and rooms. Tomorrow, classes will officially start. The elders will come to teach according to the arrangements. Remember to tell them not to chat too late. If they can't get up tomorrow morning, Yue Daiyuan will beat them..."
She kept on talking, and all the disciples who came to receive her agreed.
When Geng Jihuan was about to leave, he noticed Yin Huan, who was sitting in the corner with his head down and not very noticeable.
If I remember correctly, Bai Yunshu seemed to be caring about me intentionally or unintentionally.
Yin Huan kept his head down and spoke little, so no one had ever seen his true face.
She was curious at first, but then she changed her mind.
Never mind, I'll see it tomorrow.
After completing today's task, she returned to the house humming a little tune.
How happy she is today, how shocked she will be tomorrow.
When Geng Jihuan saw Yin Huan's face, there were only two words in his mind.
Finished.
Are there really people in the world who look so alike?
No wonder Bai Yunshu suddenly came to ask for a disciple.
Bai Yunshu returned to the peak, but did not go into his own room. Instead, he went to the side room next to it.
She pushed open the door, looked at the furnishings inside, and walked into the inner room.
Two brand new wedding dresses were hung beside the bed in the inner room, making the originally dim room brighter.
Bai Yunshu sat on the edge of the bed and reached out carefully to touch it.
"I saw a child. Is it you?"
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