"Master is in retreat."
Gu Xingyun's answer was very simple, but there was a tenderness in his eyes that had never been seen before.
Murong Xuanlang felt inexplicably uneasy: "Xingyun, you...is Sect Master Yan treating you well now?"
He really wanted to ask: Did Sect Master Yan beat you again? Is your life in the Yuxu Sect still difficult? Do you have any new injuries?
But looking at Gu Xingyun's eyes, he couldn't ask these questions.
"Master is very good."
really.
Murong Xuanlang raised the corner of his mouth and said, "That's good. We're here. This is it. The environment may be a little simple, not as good as the Yuxu Sect, but we'll just have to make do with it for now."
"It's already very good." Gu Xingyun looked around, lowered his head and rubbed his eyebrows, trying to get rid of the images in his mind.
No matter where I go, I can think of Master.
"Boss, are there any empty rooms?" Murong Xuanlang stepped forward and asked.
The shopkeeper looked at the two of them and said, "Yes, there are, but there are only two left that are not very good, and they are not next to each other, look..."
"Okay, can you take us to see it?" Murong Xuanlang waved at Gu Xingyun.
The shopkeeper tossed them two sets of keys and pointed upstairs: "Just go up by yourselves. One is at this end and the other is at that end. It's easy to find."
This is not even close.
If I had known this earlier, I would have booked the room first and then picked him up.
"Okay... ahem, Junior Brother Yun, where do you want to live?" Murong Xuanlang changed his words decisively when he saw a young cultivator who had just left the house.
Gu Xingyun also reacted quickly: "Let's do it here. Thank you, Senior Brother Murong."
After he finished speaking, he pushed the door open and walked in. Murong Xuanlang's mouth corners raised unusually obviously. It was the first time he heard Gu Xingyun call him like that. It was pretty good.
The young monk next to him sighed, "The relationship between the Young Palace Master and his junior fellow apprentice is truly wonderful."
"Yeah, it's my duty." Murong Xuanlang stood at the door for a while, then took out a bag from his sleeve: "I just remembered that I forgot to give this to my junior brother."
After saying that, he pushed the door open naturally and walked in, blocking the view behind him.
Inside the room, Gu Xingyun was standing at the window looking downstairs. He turned back after hearing the voice: "What's wrong? Should we go over now?"
"No, wait until they have discussed it before going. According to the previous procedures, they should rest for a night and make arrangements tomorrow."
Murong Xuanlang pulled over a stool and sat down. "You wrote earlier that you had some questions for me. I have nothing to do now, so go ahead and ask."
Gu Xingyun hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat down. "It's nothing serious. I just want to know, when you first started practicing, did your spiritual energy suddenly stagnate?"
"Very rarely. In the beginning, my father was there to help me with my training, so my training has been going smoothly." Murong Xuanlang observed his expression. "So, is it because of your training that you haven't been able to rest well?"
"Hmm." Gu Xingyun looked at his hands with a distressed expression: "Maybe I don't have the talent."
"How could that be? You are the smartest person I have ever met." Murong Xuanlang hurried to comfort.
Gu Xingyun just smiled and didn't respond.
Murong Xuanlang stood up and walked towards the door, deliberately setting up a shielding barrier. Then he came back and asked, "Can I see the mental method you're practicing? I don't mean anything else. I don't know much about your Yuxu Sect, but the basic mental method should be similar. I'm considered an experienced person and can provide some help."
Gu Xingyun thought for a long time, but still refused: "No need, I'm just asking."
He didn't want others to see what Yan Huailiu wrote to him, probably because of his possessiveness. Only he could read the things given by his master.
Murong Xuanlang looked anxious: "But didn't you say that the spiritual energy in your body would stagnate? This is not a trivial matter."
Gu Xingyun shrugged: "Maybe I started practicing too late, so these problems occurred, don't worry."
"Why... Can I help you check it out?" Murong Xuanlang sat down helplessly and motioned him to stretch out his hand.
Gu Xingyun still refused: "Really, no need. It's still early. Why don't we go find the monster that's emitting miasma first? I can't stay here for too long. I have to go back as soon as possible."
There was a knock on the door at this time.
"Brother Murong, are you there? We're going to take care of that monster. Do you want to come with us?"
Murong Xuanlang immediately stood up, took two steps, and then turned back to say, "I don't know most of the people coming this time, so you have to be on guard. Follow behind me and be careful."
Gu Xingyun adjusted his mask and nodded in agreement: "Okay."
The moment the barrier was removed, Murong Xuanlang opened the door and resumed his usual gentle demeanor: "I thought you would rest for a night, but I didn't expect you to act so soon."
"Heh, take a night's rest? Do you dare to rest? After you sleep, the tasks will be completed by others. We didn't come here just to sleep."
In the corner, a monk who had a problem with him muttered in a low voice that everyone could hear.
Although the person next to him was embarrassed, he did not forget to smooth things over: "Haha, I heard that many people in the town fell ill again, so I wanted to help them solve the problem as soon as possible."
"Yes, we happen to be a large group. Will the Young Palace Master come with us, or..."
Murong Xuanlang smiled and said, "My junior brother and I will just follow you."
"Okay, okay, this..." The kind-looking young monk looked at Gu Xingyun.
"This is my junior brother Yun. Like you, this is his first time going out for training." Murong Xuanlang introduced briefly.
"Oh, Senior Brother Yun..."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, they went out together.
In front of the inn, everyone took out their magical tools to indicate the direction and began to figure out where they should go.
Gu Xingyun took a quick glance and then looked away.
These are all basic things. I had seen them around Yan Huailiu in the early years and they are nothing new.
"This is the Demon-Seeking Disc specially prepared by my senior brother. With it, no demon can escape my sight."
A young monk proudly showed off what he had in his hand.
Gu Xingyun curled his lips. Oh, what his master used to pad the table legs turned out to be a treasure.
Listening to the voices of the people around him agreeing, Gu Xingyun just felt bored.
Looking up at the constantly moving miasma, he soon found the place where the miasma was most concentrated.
Almost at the same time, the monk holding the demon-hunting disk spoke: "It's moving, northwest, the demon must be there!"
"But, I'm referring to the South..."
"Mine seems to be north..."
Before we even set off, there were already disagreements.
The one holding the magic-seeking disk probably felt embarrassed and blushed angrily, "Then we'll go our separate ways! Anyone willing to trust me can follow me to the northwest!"
The small team dispersed shortly after it was formed. The number of people in each group was quite evenly matched, but after the division, everyone looked at Murong Xuanlang and Gu Xingyun.
"Young Palace Master, and Senior Brother Yun, which way are you going?"
Murong Xuanlang wanted to pick someone he liked to join, but was interrupted by Gu Xingyun: "Let's go to the southeast."
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