Chapter 188

188 Four days had passed since returning from the Li family's ancestral tomb. During this period, Xiang Jiannan had been waiting for the white-faced scholar to come to his house every day, and he had arranged his training schedule densely.

After performing the ritual at Li's house, I felt that my cultivation was about to break through, just like the feeling before I traveled through time that I was about to become rich. It felt so real.

Compared to his previous sudden wealth, Xiang Jiannan is more confident now, because in Ping'an Temple, he can at least touch something tangible.

He practiced swordplay and drawing talismans over and over again, and after a lot of hard work on both sides, he would find time to study scriptures in between.

The more I read the old Taoist's practice notes, the more fascinating they are. In the past few days, I have been complained to his face countless times because I have been going in and out of his room too frequently.

Disciple, can you please knock on the door when you come in at night? I am already old, can’t I have some privacy?

"Brother, can you really understand everything?"

Wang Yihang was not brought along when they went to the Li family cemetery. After they came back, they saw that Wang's expression was naturally sad from time to time. Xiang Jiannan couldn't just sit back and do nothing like his master did.

He formally acted like a senior brother and always asked Wang and his group to join him in practicing.

The two of them have now become inseparable. In order to better listen to Xiang Jiannan's teachings, Wang Yihang has gradually given up the job of welcoming guests in front of the temple.

This move was also approved by Gao Yuan. Every time he came out and saw his two disciples taking a break from their work, a hint of tenderness would appear in the corner of his eyes.

“I have some insights sometimes, but they are not very real.”

Unable to tell the truth to Wang Yihang, seeing him frowning as he held the scripture he had read for the first time, Xiang Jiannan spoke in a deep tone and once again turned into a caring mentor:

"Brother, don't be discouraged. As the saying goes, sincerity can move mountains and open rocks. You have only been practicing for a short time, so it is normal that you cannot understand the scriptures in the temple for the time being."

"Our Ping An Temple is not like those outside. Once you get in, your basic skills are more solid than anyone else's."

"Brother, it took me several months to finally understand the true meaning of the scriptures."

“I definitely believe this.”

I can't remember how many times I have heard similar words. After Xiang Jiannan finished speaking, my brows furrowed even deeper. When Wang Yihang spoke, he still couldn't let it go:

"I know that Master Chen didn't call me back because of Master's sake. He was afraid that my practice would be fruitless and I would fail to live up to his high hopes."

"Every time I read the scriptures, I feel sleepy. I have never had this bad habit before."

"That's not right."

Hearing Wang Yixing mention Old Man Chen, Xiang Jiannan knew that he would definitely mention it again, so he said seriously: "We practice cultivation not for anyone else. If there really is a reason, it is only for all living beings in this world."

"Mr. Chen is a kind-hearted man. How could he not understand this truth? When you have achieved success in your cultivation in the future, you can repay the Chen family."

"Since you have entered the Dao sect, you must be prepared to practice hard for a lifetime. Now tell me, brother, what have you read from this scripture?"

It's clear to everyone that Mr. Chen is supporting Wang and his group for free, but he can't say it out loud. Xiang Jiannan can only comfort them. He also knows that free meals are not so delicious, but since Mr. Chen is willing, outsiders don't need to interfere.

Wang Yihang is not like himself. He has parents and brothers at home. The money he receives from the Chen Mansion every month is just enough to supplement the family expenses, which is a good thing for them.

Now that he is with Ping An, he doesn't need to mention the marriage for the time being, but that doesn't mean he can just let it go.

The Chen family is wealthy and powerful, and they support Wang and his party, probably because they want to buy insurance for their future. Having someone just get paid for free is not a big investment.

"I didn't see much, but I could recite a few sentences."

Not daring to be arrogant in front of Xiang Jiannan, Wang Yihang closed the scriptures and accepted the questioning. The more he spoke, the more dejected he became.

These days he kept thinking about what people called qualifications, and felt that he was probably the worst type.

Self-confidence suffered an unprecedented blow.

"It's already pretty good to be able to recite a few sentences. Back then, I was not as good as you."

It was completely based on his experience after the time travel. Looking up, he saw Gao Yuan accompanying several pilgrims coming out of the incense hall. Xiang Jiannan continued to encourage him.

As for my junior fellow apprentice, I can only do my best, even though it's all nonsense, there's nothing I can do about it.

He had nothing to teach Wang Yihang. Apart from his mouth, which could move, there was nothing else on his body.

Wang Yixing is a grateful person. Strictly speaking, he does not completely belong to Taoism.

After saying this, he thought about putting the scriptures down first. Just as he reached for the brush, he heard a scream coming from outside the temple.

The person who made this scream was none other than his master Gao Yuan, if he heard correctly.

The old Taoist priest's voice was very expressive. Even if one could not see his figure, one could still imagine what he looked like at the moment. What could have caused him to make such a noise? He was busy convincing Wang and his party, and he was not drawing circles at the moment.

"Oh no, someone is causing trouble!"

His reaction was quicker than Xiang Jiannan's. As soon as the scream was heard, Wang Yihang dropped the scriptures and ran out of the temple.

He may not be good at studying scriptures, but the important thing is that he can always keep his master in his heart.

He threw the scripture without thinking, and when Xiang Jiannan stood up, he saw Wang Yihang rushing more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye as if his butt was on fire.

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The driver's legs were faster than those of an ordinary person. Before he had taken two steps, his entire junior fellow apprentice disappeared.

"What's going on!"

He hurried out of the temple gate and saw that it was in chaos. It was a time when many pilgrims were coming. After shouting from behind the crowd, Xiang Jiannan crouched and tried his best to get forward.

It’s not that I was worried about the master, but because I suddenly heard Wang Yihang’s roar.

The junior brother sounded very angry. From the pilgrims' persuasion, it could be heard that he must have fought with others. He still didn't understand the master. With his level of cultivation, a scream was nothing to worry about.

"You dare to hit my master? Tell me what you want to do!"

When he squeezed to the front of the crowd, he saw Wang Yixing, who was furious. He was pulling a man by the collar with a red face. Xiang Jiannan then saw Gao Yuan lying on the ground.

The old Taoist priest was lying on the ground with a look of injury on his face, and he divided the pilgrims surrounding them into three groups.

Some people kept shouting to stop the fight, some squatted on the ground and showed concern for the old Taoist priest, and some were unable to help at the moment and could only watch the show helplessly.

The scene was very lively. As Wang and his entourage struggled with the people in their hands, the encirclement shifted several times.

But none of them were too far away from Gao Yuan.

"After all, he is my disciple. When the master is in trouble, he dares to rush forward without caring about his life!"

"The old Taoist priest has a good way of teaching people!"

He got up from the ground immediately after Xiang Jiannan appeared. Seeing his disciple looking at him with a bad face, Gao Yuan was still trying hard to pretend while speaking. He said a few words to the pilgrim who helped him up, and then stepped forward to stop him:

"Don't be rude, it's all a misunderstanding."

It would have been fine if he hadn't spoken, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Wang Yihang's momentum became even stronger.

He clenched the collar in his hand as if he wanted to lift the person up, but after trying several times, he was obviously unable to do so.

Ignorance is bliss.

Junior brother, you better get out of here quickly.

Xiang Jiannan had already seen that the man caught by Wang Yixing had no intention of fighting, so he knew that he had to take action himself. He immediately stepped forward, patted Wang Yixing on the shoulder to signal him to let go, and then said to him loudly: "Junior brother, don't get excited. Don't you think this young man in front of you looks familiar?"

After saying this, he turned around and apologized to the person who came, bowed, and felt a little excited.

As expected, they came to express gratitude. Even though Wang and his group made such a reckless move, they were able to smile and not take action.

I've been waiting for a long time! White-faced scholar, what was the matter between you and my master just now?

(End of this chapter)