Chapter 78: A sound of suona worth a ton of gold

"There are so many injustices and evil ways in this world. It's not something a 14-year-old like you can handle alone. You can trust other people in the sect more."

Yan Ye paused. He was not very good at educating children. "I know you have been single for the past ten years and you are used to relying on yourself. You may be used to doing key things yourself. I told you to be careful about everything before so that you would not say anything careless and offend others."

A person who is adept at everything encounters a difficulty for the first time, and it is an educational difficulty.

Lin Du was an instant success in cultivation, but he was a stubborn person.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Yan Ye couldn't help but sighed in worry, "Did you hear that? Some things can't be done. It has nothing to do with you. You are a..."

"Except for your master, who is a rare genius in a thousand years, your master, at your age, would have been unable to achieve many things on his own."

Lin Du: How come you start praising yourself while educating me?

She is well aware of her own shortcomings and knows them better than anyone else.

I always feel uneasy when I entrust important matters to others. To put it nicely, it is personal heroism; to put it bluntly, it is the bird that sticks out and the pig that strays from the flock.

Tell yourself that everyone has their own destiny. In fact, I have a lot of empathy. Even though my own life is a mess, I can't bear to see the suffering in the world.

Lin Du knew clearly that he had never let go of some things, but he had become accustomed to pretending to be carefree.

If she had told them all the arrangements in the morning, the result would certainly be different, but she was used to leaving the most important things to herself, and if she told them the plan in advance, they probably wouldn't agree.

It was not her responsibility that Mo Lin was poisoned by the snake, but she would unconsciously calculate the results of various arrangements in her mind.

But the past is gone, leaving only regrets.

Lin Du knew everything and understood all the principles, but he was still stuck and couldn't get out.

Yan Ye had never thought that raising a child was such a troublesome matter. After thinking for a while, he said, "Why don't you go and talk to the headmaster?"

The first half of his life was occupied by the Dao of Formation and the Dao of Sword, and the second half was occupied by the most complicated of all, Fate. Yan Ye had never really wanted to accept a disciple, but fate destined him to have a master-disciple relationship.

Originally he thought it was a blessing to have such a smart and independent little apprentice, but now he suddenly felt overwhelmed, because his apprentice knew too many things and it was really hard to deceive or appease him.

Lin Du looked at him, "Which leader? The current one or the previous one?"

"All right." Yan Ye held his head up, not minding his own shirking of responsibility. "Your soul has been tainted with a thousand years of resentment. Don't practice the spiritual cultivation technique I gave you before. Go find your Senior Brother Cangli to purify it."

Lin Du raised his eyebrows, "Purification?"

"Yeah, hurry up, their sound repair is very effective in curing minor spiritual problems. Don't let word get out that a 14-year-old child has developed a demonic mind due to the resentment. I will be laughed at until I ascend to heaven."

Yan Ye straightened his upper body and urged her.

"Of course, after you ascend, people will laugh at you, saying that Yanye Immortal Venerable is good at everything except raising a disciple."

Lin Du climbed up from the ice swiftly and ran away before Yan Ye could react, leaving his master on the ice feeling half helpless and half amused.

The sun had risen and set on the frosty land of Loze, casting a glare of refracted light on the people on the ice.

Yan Ye blinked lightly, a hint of surprise appeared on his wild and bold face, and then he raised his hand and gently touched his eyelashes.

He seemed to see the light a little bit. Why?

He reacted quickly. It was a divine thought he left in Lin Du's consciousness, which was originally a guarantee in case something happened to her. Just now, he subconsciously wanted to use that divine thought to check the direction Lin Du ran, so he connected with Lin Du's senses and "saw" a little dazzling light.

It was a very strange feeling. When my consciousness spread out, I could feel many details of matter, but there was no such glare.

Yan Ye sat quietly on the ice, clearly feeling his long-stagnant comprehension of fate, and the wall trembled slightly.

There are nine high peaks in the Wushang Sect, and Cangli is located in one of them, located in the northwest, named Tianxin Peak.

When Lin Du landed at the top of the mountain, the two naughty kids had not returned yet. The palace at the top of the mountain was clean and neat. Under a bare tree, someone had set up a stove to boil tea and roast oranges. Next to it was a black lacquered and paulownia-colored guqin.

"Senior brother."

"You're here now? My tea isn't ready yet. Wait a moment?" Cang Li looked at the stove that was emitting steam and pointed to the cushion opposite the table very naturally.

Lin Du also sat over. She didn't have much interaction with this senior brother. He was born elegant, different from He Gui's gentleness. He had some noble and elegant temperament of a scholar, just like this tree whose leaves have all fallen but still stand tall and vigorous, aloof and austere.

Cang Li raised her head and glanced at Lin Du, the little junior sister to whom her uncle, with whom she had never had much interaction, had sent messages to give her instructions again and again.

She had only been in the sect for a year, but she already looked much better than before. The sloppy little girl with yellow hair was now sitting across from her in a very proper manner, with her hair in a neat bun and the jade button on her forehead scarf...

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and under Lin Du's puzzled eyes, he helped her adjust the net scarf so that the jade buttons on both sides were completely symmetrical.

"alright."

Comfortable.

Lin Du: ...So this Second Brother has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Uncle Master Yanye has already told me that you were contaminated with the resentment of the thousand-year-old ghost when you explored the soul." Cangli said, and began to make tea seriously. "Soul exploration is something that righteous people rarely do. First, it is not fair and upright. Second, it is easy to be affected by the spirits of others. If there is a resentful demon in the heart, it will be extremely harmful to your cultivation."

"I think Master Yanye doesn't care about these little details and never told you about them."

Lin Du nodded, "My master doesn't talk much about these things."

"In fact, I didn't tell my two disciples. The main reason is that ordinary righteous disciples would not think of searching souls."

Lin Du: ...She has read too many novels and miscellaneous books about monsters and demons, right?

"After all, that thing consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Reading through people's memories of every detail," Cangli paused, "even for a cultivator of my level, searching once will consume a lot of energy. It will take a long time to recover."

The longer the person being searched lives, the more spiritual power the soul search consumes. It is almost like reading an extremely boring diary full of worldly chaos, and trying to grasp the important information needed in the monotony. It is also a torture in itself for the performer.

But Lin Du didn't seem to have any bad intentions at all, and Yan Ye didn't say this in his voice transmission. Judging from his nervousness just now, it showed that Lin Du's soul was just tainted with resentment and he didn't over-consume his spiritual power.

That would be amazing.

Cangli looked at the child in front of him. Is this the spiritual power that a child of this age should have?

The tea was brewed, and Cangli divided the tea smoothly, "Drink this cup of tea, and let's get started."

Lin Du's hand holding the teacup trembled. Why did these words sound like someone who was ready to set off after drinking Meng Po's soup?

Cangli's slender hand reached out, passed over the guqin, then fell on the rosewood suona beside him, and then he took it in front of him.

As soon as Lin Du raised his eyes, he saw that the second brother had picked up the suona and placed it on his chest, and had begun to use his energy.

"No...wait a minute, Senior Brother, why are you holding a suona?"

The anger that Cang Li had just built up was deflated, and the suona made a deflated sound. He then began to explain, "Isn't your soul tainted with resentment? The suona is the best at exorcising the evil and stimulating the righteous yang. The military bugles on the battlefields of the mortal world were once made of suona."

Lin Du murmured in his heart, and whispered, "I'm just afraid that I will be sent away too."

The sound of the suona is worth a fortune, but if it's not ascension to heaven...she can only ascend to heaven.

Cang Liteng stretched out a hand, put the teacup she put down in the correct position, and raised the suona again, "This is the fastest way, little sister, your soul may be a little shaken, just bear with it."

Lin Du raised his eyes. The muscles in the face of the originally pure and elegant senior brother tensed up, and his mouth stretched into a three-dimensional line, like a delicate version of a puffer fish.

She suddenly realized that she had a misunderstanding about sound cultivation, a huge misunderstanding.