Wu Si looked concerned, but his words were somewhat cutting: "What do you plan to do in the future? What will you do? Your skills have been ruined. If you start cultivating again, will you be able to catch up? Master has always been strict. You have betrayed the sect. Even if you want to stay in Qingyun Temple now, I'm afraid Master will have to think twice."
Chu Nian smiled and said, "I don't think we need to worry about this. Given our master's high hopes for me, I guess she wants me to start over."
Wu Si burst into laughter and said, "Junior Sister Wu Nian, do you even know who you are? You've already joined the demonic sect, making you a target that our Buddhist sect must eliminate. Why do you still think that Master will give you a chance to start over?"
Chu Nian smiled calmly and said, "It's no use saying anything now. You can't understand your master because you haven't taken on any disciples yet. When you take on a disciple one day, teach her carefully, and watch her grow under your guidance and go further and further on the path of immortality, you should be able to understand some of your master's thoughts."
Wu Si said, "You can continue daydreaming here. I'm going back to cultivate." Before leaving, she added, "By the way, even if Master allows you to continue cultivating in the nunnery, I don't know if your crippled body can still maintain the same cultivation speed as before." After saying that, she laughed a few times and truly left.
Chu Nian was speechless at this kind of person: What does it matter to you whether my cultivation speed is as fast as before? Does it mean that your success or failure depends on my cultivation speed instead of your own?
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Night falls.
Within Mount Emei, the melodious sound of a flute drifts through the air. Some find enlightenment in its sound; others find peace in its calming effect; still others find their troubled hearts even more agitated…
Chu Nian was playing a tune called "One Buddhist Chant, One Heartfelt Mood" when she heard someone knocking on the door halfway through. Judging from the voice, it was her cheap master, Kong Yuan.
She went over and opened the door, smiling, "Master, it's so late. Why aren't you cultivating in your room? Why have you come to see your disciple? Is there something important you want to say?"
Kong Yuan's face was drawn long—Chu Nian felt it was even longer than when the original owner was there—and he said coldly, "Wu Nian, it's the middle of the night. If you don't want to rest or cultivate, then stay quiet. Why are you playing the flute? You're disturbing the peace of all the nuns in the nunnery."
Chu Nian said innocently, "Master, what I played was Buddhist music. It should calm the mind and spirit of the listener, unless their obsession is too deep and they have deviated from the Buddhist path..."
"Enough!" Kong Yuan snapped, interrupting Chu Nian. "How long have you been cultivating? How much do you really know about Buddhism and Taoism? And now you dare to claim that the tune you're playing is Buddhist music. Take good care of your health and focus on resuming your cultivation." With that, she waved her whisk helplessly and turned to leave.
Chu Nian sighed helplessly, feeling that this nun was very stubborn and wouldn't listen to anyone else.
She sensed that this cheapskate master would likely continue challenging the Demon Lord at Demon Mountain, just like the original owner had done. Honestly, it was truly unbelievable that this old nun ultimately forced Lin Jingting to feign death and fall into a deep sleep. Now that she was here, she couldn't let such a scenario repeat itself.
That said, Mount Emei is a tranquil place for Buddhists, but neither the original owner of this body, nor her master Kongyuan, nor the previous Wusi, could truly achieve "non-action" and "quiet cultivation".
This made Chu Nian even more curious about the ruthless path that Buddhism mainly cultivates. In the original owner's memories of Wu Nian, there was only the initial stage of the ruthless path; because her highest cultivation level was only the Nascent Soul stage, and she had not yet started cultivating beyond that, Chu Nian felt that she only had a superficial understanding of this method.
For the next few months, Chu Nian stayed quietly in the meditation room, focusing on recuperation. Her physical body had actually been largely restored by Lin Jingting, and during this time after her return, she used spiritual energy to nourish her body and make it stronger.
She inherently possessed powerful magical energy; as long as her body was strong enough and she could absorb enough magical energy, she could unleash powerful spells. Thus, once the three-month confinement period for the old nun was over, she began to roam outside.
However, at this point, she had already raised the cultivation level of this physical body to the peak of the Spirit Realm with the help of pills and spiritual energy. Now, she had a good chance of defeating her cheap master, Kong Yuan.
During the day, she hid in her meditation room, and at night she wandered around the various temples and monasteries within Mount Emei, thoroughly studying the Buddhist scriptures of all schools and sects. She felt that the scriptures within Mount Emei were only a very small part of the path of ruthlessness, not even the tip of the iceberg. To truly understand the ruthless path of Buddhism, one would probably have to go to Mount Ling.
Chu Nian thought, "The original owner went to Demon Mountain, and the old nun Kong Yuan became irreconcilably opposed to Demon Mountain. I wonder how Kong Yuan will react after I go to Spirit Mountain."
So, before she left, she left a message for the old nun: "Master, your disciple is going to Mount Ling to pay homage to the Buddha."
During this time, although she was confined to her quarters, given that her cultivation had been destroyed and her physical condition was like that of an ordinary person, Kong Yuan had been sending several of the original owner's senior sisters to take turns delivering meals to Chu Nian.
Chu Nian had heard plenty of complaints and sarcasm from her senior sisters. Thinking that if these kind senior sisters saw this message, given their attitude towards the original owner, the content might have to be changed, she cast a small protective spell on the note she had written.
Chu Nian then left Emei and headed for Lingshan. Since she didn't know Lingshan, she released Xiao Jin.
Xiao Jin said helplessly, "Even though I grew up in Lingshan, the Lingshan in this world and the Lingshan in my world may not be the same."
Standing on his back, Chu Nian said impatiently, "Alright, stop complaining. Try walking the path you remember."
As a result, given Xiao Jin's flying speed, he arrived at Mount Ling in half a day. He felt that this Mount Ling seemed to be his own, and he felt a little uneasy...
Chu Nian noticed his strange expression and, with a thought, took him into her spatial artifact. He wasn't the only one who realized that this sacred mountain seemed to be the same one he used to live on!
Chu Nian began to wander through Mount Ling, feeling a deep sense of nostalgia as she revisited familiar places. She found the Buddha Pool and then discovered a golden egg in the place where Xiao Jin lived.
Chu Nian actually sensed the aura of Xiao Jin's soul inside the egg: it seems Xiao Jin hasn't hatched yet! Chu Nian breathed a sigh of relief, which put her at ease. Just now, she was worried that Xiao Jin would find "him from before" and then tell "him from before" to be careful as he becomes a slave beast to a woman named Liu Nian many years later.
It's obvious that Little Gold is still an egg, so she doesn't have that worry. However, she doesn't plan to release Little Gold again.
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