The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Xiao Han: I am a Jindan cultivator, and I call a Mahayana cultivator who has nothing to do with me "Senior Brother". How shameless do I have to be?

The more Shui Wuhen tried to improve their relationship, the more creepy Xiao Han felt.

This person is not the kind of person who is very outgoing like Qin Yu.

"Why don't you just call me Fellow Daoist Shui? Even though it might be a little disrespectful, at least it's not a blatant step down from your generation."

Xiao Han said tentatively.

Shui Wuhen thought about it and felt that it was okay, so the name was decided.

The two of them left Nanping Fairy City and began to fly aimlessly.

Without a destination, and just traveling, they certainly wouldn't fly very fast. If they flew slowly, it would be like taking a walk, and the two of them would have to talk about something.

Shui Wuhen is not the kind of person who talks a lot, so the task of starting a conversation seems to fall on Xiao Han.

Xiao Han was so worried.

Seeing the mortal village below, a topic suddenly came to mind.

"Shui Daojun, oh no, Shui Daoyou, have you read the Xianwen Express?"

Shui Wuhen: "Occasionally."

Generally speaking, if he came out of seclusion, the Shui family's steward would send him the fairy news that was worth reading.

If anything big happens, the Xianwen Express will be presented to him immediately.

Xiao Han then said, "Did you know about Yunque destroying an evil sect?"

Shui Wuhen: "I know."

Xiao Han tilted his head and glanced at the expression on his face. "Do you believe this?"

Shui Wuhen's face was calm, "Why don't you believe it?"

Xiao Han was stunned for a moment, then understood. Indeed, those who knew Yun Que's true identity would naturally know that such a proud succubus would never lie about this matter.

Shui Wuhen suddenly had an idea. Yunque suddenly ran to strangle the evil cultivator. Could it be that he also wanted to earn merit from this?

Thinking of this, he became even more worried. How could he earn merits and prepare for ascension?

Xiao Han didn't know Shui Wuhen's sorrow. She was worried about having no topics to talk about.

Why would such a large Buddha be placed next to her? She had to rack her brains to think of topics to chat with so as not to let the conversation get awkward.

Forget it, she is going to give up. A Mahayana monk wants to trick her, can she escape?

A last-ditch struggle is nothing but a futile one.

She stopped, stared at Shui Wuhen and said, "Shui Daojun, what is your purpose in approaching me? Please tell me directly. I will fully cooperate."

Shui Wuhen suddenly looked embarrassed, "I'm just staying with you for a while."

Alas! How could he say this? And even if he did, Xiao Han wouldn't believe it.

Xiao Han looked at Shui Wuhen who was obviously uncomfortable, and there was only one thing in his mind: I believed your lies!

She saw what looked like a mortal town below, so she said, "Let's go down. Remember to restrain your cultivation."

After saying that, she flashed and quickly flew to a deserted place below. Using the method Yunque taught her, she transformed herself into a mortal without any sense of oppression.

The next moment, Shui Wuhen also appeared beside her, and also turned into an ordinary mortal without any aura.

Xiao Han decided to travel to the mortal villages. She wanted to see if a Mahayana cultivator could bear dealing with a group of ignorant mortals every day.

It’s best to leave quickly if you can’t stand it.

There was still gold and silver obtained from the evil cultivator's lair in the storage bracelet. She walked into a shop selling ready-made clothes in the town.

The clothes seller was a middle-aged woman in her thirties. Seeing Xiao Han and the other man dressed in gorgeous clothes and with delicate skin and tender flesh, she knew at first glance that they were rich people who did not work.

Immediately, he put on a smile and said, "My two guests, are you looking for something to buy? I have the latest fabrics that just arrived."

Xiao Han pointed at a dress of ordinary fabric and old-fashioned color hanging on a wooden shelf and said, "I want that set, and also a pair of cheaper cloth shoes that a fifty-year-old woman would wear."

The shop owner immediately understood that this rich lady must be buying clothes and shoes for someone else.

She then asked, "I wonder what the old lady you are going to give away is like, tall, short, and thin?"

Xiao Han: "Just compare your figure to mine, and the shoes too."

After saying that, he stretched out his feet and showed them to her.

When the female shop owner saw the low-key and luxurious shoes, she secretly guessed that there must be a monk in the young lady's family, otherwise how could she wear such shoes that were obviously not ordinary.

I have to say that she has some vision in this regard.

But since Xiao Han was mistaken for a married woman, Shui Wuhen, who was standing behind her without saying a word, was completely misunderstood.

After all, no matter how Shui Wuhen tried to restrain his aura, he still looked like a noble young man.

If a man and a woman go shopping together, they will most likely be mistaken for being a couple.

Xiao Han bought his own clothes. When he turned around and saw Shui Wuhen, he pointed to a set of clothes made of ordinary fabrics but in colors suitable for young people and said to the female shop owner, "Bring this set of clothes according to his figure. The same goes for shoes. Shoes with ordinary fabrics and workmanship will do."

The female shop owner still wanted to sell some good clothes and make more money, so she said, "Madam, why don't you pick out some nice clothes for this young man? I have..."

Before she could finish her words, Xiao Han interrupted her immediately, "What did you call me? Madam? Don't call me that, I'm not married yet."

Humph! Even if she is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, she cannot be called Madam.

Shui Wuhen, who was standing by, was also a little embarrassed and said, "I'll go out first."

He turned around and quickly walked out of the store.

After a while, Xiao Han came out carrying a bag.

While no one was paying attention, Xiao Han put the things into the storage bracelet, and then went to buy other items.

Shui Wuhen didn't know what she was up to, but he followed Xiao Han to observe her and take advantage of her luck, so he naturally wouldn't stop her from doing anything.

Before long, Xiao Han bought everything he wanted.

Afterwards, they left the town and found a remote and deserted place. Xiao Han put on the clothes he had bought, changed his shoes and other things, and then carried a small medicine box on his back.

After looking at her outfit, she felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and then she performed a small magic trick, transforming into an old woman in her fifties with dark skin, a few wrinkles on her face, and gray hair.

At this time, she smiled and said to Shui Wuhen: "I plan to become a traveling doctor and treat these sick mortals. If you are willing to follow me, then change into this outfit and become my apprentice. If not, then you can go and do your own thing."

In order to drive Shui Wuhen away in a decent manner, she no longer wanted to be respectful.

After saying that, he took out the very ordinary set of clothes and shoes that mortals wore that he had bought for Shui Wuhen earlier.

She just didn't believe that Shui Wuhen was so bored that he would stay with her.

But Shui Wuhen took the clothes and shoes, waved his hand, and a spiritual mist enveloped him.

But in an instant, the spiritual mist dissipated, revealing Shui Wuhen wearing ordinary clothes.

Xiao Han rolled his eyes and handed the medicine box back to Shui Wuhen. "Let's do the whole act. If you want to be my apprentice, you must help me carry this medicine box. I can't let my apprentice carry everything with me."

Shui Wuhen hesitated for a moment. It was nothing wrong to wear ordinary people's clothes, but carrying a medicine box on his shoulder was an image that was really unbearable to look at.

However, for the sake of the great way, it seems acceptable.

Anyway, no outsiders can see this image.

Seeing Shui Wuhen really put the medicine box on his shoulder, Xiao Han stared at him speechlessly.

You haven't left yet, and you're still following me?