After deep reflection, Sang Yue decided to let Yun Nie go to the outer sect to play for a while.
The outer gate is crowded and lively, with young people everywhere, and it is much more energetic than the inner gate.
It was easy to find an excuse. After all, there were a lot of things to do outside the sect, so he just asked Yun Nie to go and help.
Yunnie agreed.
If you go over and help out obediently, you will naturally meet a group of new friends.
As a direct disciple of Yuehua Immortal Lord, Yun Nie already had a high status. Not long ago, he also achieved good results in the Star Picking Competition, making him a leader among his peers. In addition, he had a good-looking face, so it was quite easy for him to make friends.
Sang Yue sat in the corner, watching all this with relief, but no one noticed him.
He was worried that Yun Nie wouldn't be able to adapt to being bullied at first, so he came here to watch.
Just stare and stare...a day will pass.
Sang Yue patted his sleeves and hurried back to Yuehua Mountain on the night road.
It’s late at night and the road is long.
Sang Yue thought Yun Nie would stay directly outside the gate.
As a result, half an hour later, his young disciple came back exhausted and greeted him as usual: "Master, why haven't you slept yet?"
Sang Yue thought for a moment and asked, "Have you met any friends you really want to get to know?"
Yun Nie: “No.”
Sang Yue asked him to go down and rest.
For five or six days in a row, Yun Nie came back late every night. He had no relationship with his friends who were making faster progress. Sang Yue was reluctant to let him continue to work so hard and asked him to stop.
It must be because the outer disciples are so different from each other and have no common topics!
Thinking so, Sang Yue started to take Yun Nie to meet other people's direct disciples and registered disciples.
Inner disciples are generally more talented, so perhaps they will have more common topics.
Yun Nie: "My master is the best."
Other people's apprentices: "My master is the best!"
After sending Yun Niela, who had fought for no apparent reason, back home, Sang Yue was completely at a loss.
No, not completely.
It's just that he was a little reluctant.
Five months have passed since Yun Nie confessed his love to her.
In the cold season of late spring, a thin layer of snow fell on Yuehua Mountain, and a rare visitor arrived.
Qingfu Immortal Lord came to Sang Yue with wine in hand.
The two of them sat on the top of the mountain, on a table and chairs carved out of natural boulders, drinking in silence.
Qingfu Immortal Lord is a man of few words, so it is normal for him to be silent.
But Sang Yue shouldn't be like this.
Tonight the moon is high in the sky, its light is everywhere, the thin snow is crystal clear, there is no need for candles.
Seeing the faint melancholy in the eyes of Yuehua Immortal Lord across from him, Qingfu Immortal Lord raised his hand to set up a barrier and spoke first: "What happened to Yunnie?"
Sang Yue looked at him in surprise.
Qingfu Immortal Lord said calmly: "Yun Nie is ranked seventh in the Star Picking Club. In the past, you would have come to show off to me."
But four months had passed since the master and disciple returned from the Star Picking Society, and Sang Yue had never talked to him about Yun Nie.
This made Qingfu Immortal Lord a little uncomfortable.
After all, whenever Yun Nie did something in the past, Sang Yue would come to him to show off.
He would also show off the wine brewed by Yunnie himself, and would be stingy and only give himself one glass.
Something must have gone wrong.
Qingfu Immortal Lord advised: "Yun Nie is a good child. No matter what mistakes he made, why bother to hold on to him?"
Yun Nie is one of the few people who can get close to Sang Yue over the years. Qingfu himself has three apprentices and he really can't bear to see his good friend being alone.
Sang Yue was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, shaking his head as he laughed, then he raised the jar of wine and drank it down with one gulp.
This wine is very strong.
After drinking, Sang Yue's eyes flushed slightly. He wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "You are wrong. I am the one who made the mistake this time."
Qingfu Immortal Lord stood there in a daze.
His friend's behavior gave him a bad feeling.
Sang Yue smiled more bitterly: "Qingfu, I feel ashamed looking at you, that's why I never went to see you. You are a good master, but I am not."
Qingfu Immortal Lord frowned slowly and handed him another jar of wine: "Why?"
Sang Yue has few friends, and it just so happens that the man in front of him is a man of few words, good character, and also a good master.
Sang Yue laughed softly, his hand on the rim of the wine jar, tapping it intermittently, his face buried in his arms, his three thousand black hair hanging in disarray, as if he was drunk, and as if he was too ashamed to face his friends.
"Qingfu, if your disciple develops feelings for you that shouldn't be there, what will you do?"
It was like a thunderclap, and Qingfu suddenly understood something.
He thought for a moment and replied, "I will naturally find a way to stop his thoughts. I will punish him to go to the Cliff of Repentance to meditate, and we will rarely see each other in the future. But Yuehua, what do you think of asking me? Yunnie is different from my disciples, and you are different from me too."
Sang Yue said gloomily: "You are right. It would be bad if I learned everything from you."
Qingfu: “…”
Sang Yue sighed: "It's all my fault. I didn't do a good job as a master, so he became like this."
Qingfu said: "Then what do you want to do?"
Sang Yue said: "I am very messy."
Qingfu vaguely understood something: "Where is the chaos?"
Sang Yue said: "Before that, I didn't think much about it, but after that, I..."
Suddenly, something changed and everything became chaotic.
There is no need to tell anyone about this kind of thing, Sang Yue even despises himself.
This time, Qingfu thought for a long time. Looking at his friend's drooping head and the rare decadent aura on his body, he asked, "Is Immortal Lord Yuehua afraid of the rumors in this world?"
Sang Yue's voice became lower and lower, with a hint of hoarseness from drinking:
"Afraid? Of course I'm not afraid. I'm afraid of a lot of things. In more than three hundred years, this is the first time in my life that I realize I can be so cowardly..."
Because of love, there arises sorrow; because of love, there arises fear. If one is free from love, there will be neither sorrow nor fear.
"Qingfu, have you ever admired anyone?"
Qingfu replied: "Even if not, I have seen it."
Sang Yue then asked: "If it were you, would you be afraid?"
Qingfu was silent for a moment, and then she said after a long while, "I'm afraid."
In this world, perhaps the elders are strong enough not to fear any attacks against them, but who is not afraid of these rumors hurting the younger generations they love?
This heart is the same.
But Yunnie is different.
Qingfu said: "Maybe Yunnie is not afraid."
Sang Yue slowly stood up, poured himself another glass of wine, and smiled bitterly: "I guessed this, but I was too afraid. I was afraid that I was just feeling pity for him, and that I was confused and couldn't resist the temptation. I was afraid that I couldn't give him what he really wanted."
"I'm also afraid that he is just a child and will regret it later if he regrets it. What if he does, but I don't want to let go?"
Qing Fu couldn't help but shake her head. This kind of thing was too complicated and too difficult. Fortunately, it didn't happen to her.
Qingfu comforted her: "You are not that kind of person, and neither is Yunnie."
Sang Yue smiled absentmindedly, no longer trying to hide his inner feelings, sadness flowing in his eyes: "Maybe so, but because of this, I am even more afraid."
"All love and affection come together because of cause and condition. After union, there will be separation. Impermanence is hard to last forever. What I fear most is that after I die, Xiao Ni will not be able to come out."
His little wolf cub grew up day by day and became the healthy and handsome boy it is today.
How could Sang Yue not know Yun Nie's temper?
Now they are just master and disciple, but they are so dependent on each other. If they become lovers in the future, wouldn’t they be even more unable to let go?
Qingfu was stunned, then he remembered something and sighed in silence.
The wine tonight was very good and invigorating. Sang Yue smiled and took out the jar of mulberry wine that Yun Nie had given him, and gave Qing Fu a small cup.
"Okay, don't mention him. I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight!"
Qingfu stopped trying to persuade him and just drank cup after cup with his friend.
The drunk Yue Hua Xian Jun fell on the table, his three thousand crow hair falling like a waterfall. He was clearly the one who said not to mention other people's affairs, but at the end he closed his eyes and murmured: "What should I do with my Xiao Nie, who can help him..."
After a long time, Sang Yue was completely drunk.
Qingfu removed the barrier.
He glanced meaningfully at the corner behind Sang Yue. There was a big tree there, and a piece of clothes was visible behind the tree.
Qingfu had seen this piece of clothing a long time ago. He wanted to mediate the conflict between the master and the disciple, so he quietly removed the soundproofing function of the barrier so that people inside the barrier could not detect people outside the barrier.
Now... forget it, let the master and disciple solve it themselves.
Immortal Lord Qingfu left without hesitation, leaving Yuehua Immortal Lord drunk on the stone table.
The corner of clothes behind the tree moved, Yun Nie walked over slowly, pursed his lips, knelt beside Sang Yue, slowly approached from behind, hugged Sang Yue's waist, and closed his eyes.
At this moment, their breath blended together and they depended on each other.
Things suddenly changed drastically!
That day, Sang Yue was grabbing a few pieces of cloth, wondering whether he should continue making clothes for his disciple: If he did, would it seem that he was hesitant, which might make Yun Nie more confident? If he didn't do it... would it seem that he was too cold, and what if Yun Nie was sad?
Yunnie interrupted him and called him out.
The big peach tree was in full bloom, and even though the wind was chilly, the delicate and tender peach blossoms were blooming one after another.
When the wind blows, the flowers fall again.
Without waiting for Sang Yue to ask what was the matter, Yun Nie bowed down.
Sang Yue was shocked.
This was the first time Yun Nie performed this ceremony so solemnly since they met.
Yun Nie said in a deep voice: "My disciple is unfilial. Master, please allow me to go down the mountain to train for a year."
Sang Yue moved the corners of his mouth, somewhat unconvinced of what he heard: "Why?"
Let Yun Nie go out to gain experience, completely separate the two of them, and at the same time see more of the world and people. This is the real way to get rid of the influence of Master Sang Yue.
Only in this situation can Yun Nie look at his relationship with Sang Yue clearly and calmly.
Sang Yue had thought about this idea, but never had the heart to mention it.
Finally, Yun Nie brought it up himself.
Yun Nie slowly stood up, facing Sang Yue, looking directly into his beloved's eyes, and said, "Because Master keeps saying that I have grown up, but in fact, Master is the only one who doesn't really regard me as an adult."
Those eyes were too straightforward, too frank, and too bright, and they made Sang Yue's heart ache slightly.
He reached out to pull Yunnie up, but Yunnie refused.
Yun Nie held Sang Yue's hand and continued, "That night, Qingfu Immortal Lord came to the mountain, and I heard what Master said."
Sang Yue's hand trembled slightly.
Yun Nie said, "Please allow me to go down the mountain. After a year, if I come back with the same feelings as now, it will prove that this is not a whim. I will give you a year. Please clarify your mind, stop making things difficult for yourself, and get to know me again."
Sang Yue forcibly pulled him up, held his face with one hand, and asked, "Do you really want to do this?"
Yun Nie lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "Master, give me a chance to prove that you don't need to feel guilty. Everything I do, think and feel are all my own will, and I am not foolishly tempted."
It was that night that Yun Nie realized how much pressure his master was under.
To the world, if a master and his disciple fall in love, it must mean that the master is a bad person.
Even Sang Yue himself felt that it was he who seduced Yun Nie into making this mistake.
Yunnie wanted to tell him, no.
Even if Sang Yue didn't sleep with him in his arms, didn't make clothes for him, didn't sing for him... he would still fall in love with Sang Yue, because the master was a very good person.
Maybe separation is painful, but Yun Nie thought that if they didn’t separate, perhaps Master would be in pain for the whole year.
So he took the initiative to bring it up and insisted on it.
Sang Yue was finally right. His disciple had the idea of refining his mind and enlightening his soul. This was what a cultivator should do. How could he, as a master, stop him?
Yun Nie had already packed his things and was ready to leave.
But after walking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back, and ran back to hug Sang Yue.
Sang Yue slowly raised his hands and hugged Yun Nie back, hugging him deeper and tighter, as if he wanted to rub the person into his bones and blood.
"Master, I will miss you, please don't miss me too much." Yun Nie whispered
"Okay, I'll do my best."
So Yun Nie finally let go of Sang Yue, turned around and walked away. He looked back again after a distance, but this time he said:
"Sang Yue, wait for me to come home."
That day, Sang Yue stood under the tree, watching Yun Nie's back disappear in front of him, and watching the sun set in the west and the crescent moon rise.
He stood there motionless, from the falling night dew to the rising morning sun.
The fine spring snow fluttered and fell on my shoulders, turning them white.
This is the first day that Yunnie left.
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The author has something to say:
"The Sutra of the Cause and Effect of the King of Wonderful Colors": Because of love, sorrow arises; because of love, fear arises. If one is free from love, there will be no sorrow and no fear.
"The Deer Mother Sutra": All loving relationships are brought together by cause and condition. After union, there will be separation. Impermanence is hard to last long.
This chapter explains Master’s thoughts.
The next chapter will continue the timeline jumping method, but it will not jump directly to one year later, hehe.
I will try my best to update at midnight in the future, muahmuahmu!
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