Autumn Leaves waved and opened the Autumn Wind Pavilion, "You two have come from afar, please come inside and rest."
Qin Luo picked up Wu Shashen from the ground. His wounds were healing rapidly, and his meridians were becoming stronger.
Wu Shashen was resting in his room.
In the quiet night, the bamboo forest swayed in the wind, and shooting stars occasionally streaked across the sky. Qin Luo and Qiu Luoye stood on the building, gazing into the distance, where they could see the winding Luo River not far away.
"Is the poster a rogue cultivator?"
Qin Luo discovered that he was the only one in Qiufeng Tower.
Autumn Leaves gave a bitter smile. "Yes, my spiritual root is very ordinary, so I can't enter a cultivation sect. Later, by chance, I obtained a cultivation method and embarked on the path of cultivation."
"The host's swordsmanship is very impressive."
"It's alright."
Autumn Leaves felt that Qin Luo and Wu Shashen had very different personalities. "Master Qin, did you attain enlightenment in the mortal world?"
"I guess so."
Qin Luo thought of the question that had been troubling him, "OP, do you support the idea that man can conquer nature, or that nature will conquer man?"
Autumn Leaves looked slightly surprised. "Master Qin, are you going to the capital to participate in the Daoist debate?"
"Yes."
Qin Luo chuckled and asked, "Is the Pavilion Master going too?"
Autumn Leaves shook his head awkwardly, "I've heard that we rogue cultivators aren't qualified to participate in this kind of Dao discussion conference!"
Qin Luo said earnestly, "Your swordsmanship is quite advanced, so there's no need to be modest. I'm here on behalf of my master to go to the capital. Actually, I don't have an answer yet, and I'd like to hear your opinion."
Qiu Luoye said earnestly, "Thirty years ago, I comprehended the Autumn Wind Sword Intent in the autumn wind and founded the Autumn Wind Pavilion. It was quite famous in Jiuyang County. Being able to glimpse a bit of the secrets of heaven is already of immense benefit. Following the will of heaven is the right path."
Qin Luo gazed at the Luo River reflecting the starlight, which resembled a colorful dragon, and said softly, "But many cultivators believe that my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens, and want to defy the heavens."
Looking up at the starry sky, Qiu Luoye sighed, "I have mediocre talent. There are many sword cultivators who are more talented than me and work harder than me, yet I can still surpass them in the way of the sword. I believe that I am blessed by the heavens, so I will not do anything against the heavens."
Qin Luo had a new insight: "You are lucky, they are unlucky. If heaven rewards diligence, I believe there will be many cultivators like you."
Autumn Leaves smiled and nodded, "Yes, if hard work is rewarded, the world would be a better place."
Yes, it will.
There was a light in Qin Luo's eyes.
He was getting closer and closer to the answer he wanted.
The next day, early morning.
Wu Shashen woke up from his sleep. He touched his body and found that all his wounds had disappeared. He touched his forehead and found that even the claw marks on his head had disappeared.
Wow!
Wu Shashen's eyes widened.
He never expected Qin Luo to be a cultivator.
This powerful cultivator was actually forced to stay on a small boat. Thinking about how he had boasted to the Daoist master along the way, Wu Shashen couldn't help but blush. "What a damn disgrace!"
Outside Qiufeng Tower, the sun shone brightly. Wu Shashen found Qin Luo and Qiu Luoye in the bamboo forest. They were playing chess, and they had reached the final endgame stage.
There was no brutal battle on the chessboard; the two played casually. Qiu Luoye resigned gracefully, saying, "I lost. Master Qin is a step ahead!"
Qin Luo smiled in response, "The host is also very skilled, ranking among the top three among the players I've played against."
The falling leaves of autumn feel recognized.
"Brother Wu, do you still want to die?"
Qin Luo looked at Wu Shashen, who seemed at a loss.
Wu Shashen came to his senses, grinned, and said earnestly, "Daoist Master, I, Wu Shashen, owe you a life. This life is yours, and I will listen to you from now on."
I hope you live a good life.
"Chu mi!"
The little dumpling nodded, holding a blade of grass in its mouth.
Wu Shashen scratched his head. "I have no relatives or friends, and I originally wanted to die. The Taoist priest saved me. I don't know what to do in the future. I can't just live numbly."
Qin Luo smiled and suggested, "I plan to build Mirror Lake Academy in the Ziyun Mountains. I would like to invite Brother Wu to teach the children at the Martial Arts Academy how to improve their physical fitness."
"no problem!"
Wu Shashen readily agreed.
Qin Luo continued, "Go to Baiyun Town in Jinyang City and find Miss Zhao Qing'er of the Zhao family. Tell her that I sent you to the academy."
"I've got it."
Wu Shashen grinned widely.
Qin Luo waved goodbye to Qiu Luoye and Wu Shashen, "I still have to go to the capital of the Great Xia Kingdom. See you later!"
Watching Qin Luo walk away, Wu Shashen turned to Qiu Luoye and said, "Master, I will come to spar with you again in the future."
You'd better come in the fall.
"Autumn Leaves" said with a smile.
"Why?"
"I am strongest when the autumn wind returns."
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