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Xu Wan sat upright in front of the ancient desk, her petite and delicate figure looking particularly fragile in the dim candlelight.

She had been copying scriptures for almost a day, and every word she wrote was filled with her concentration and piety.

In the inner hall, the scent of incense sticks and candles intertwined, creating a unique atmosphere.

Xu Wan was a little uncomfortable with the smell at first, but as time went by,

She had gradually gotten used to it and was even able to absorb the fragrance and transform it into true energy to nourish her body and mind.

However, this peaceful atmosphere was broken by Bo Yuan's presence.

He sat at the desk next to Xu Wan, watching quietly, like a silent statue.

This feeling made Xu Wan feel very uncomfortable, just like when she was a child and her parents were watching her while she was doing her homework. There was always an invisible pressure hanging over her heart.

She couldn't help but put the brush down gently and turned her head away.

I saw Bai Yuan closing his eyes and concentrating, holding a string of beads in his left hand and counting them, as if he was silently reciting some scriptures.

The whisk was placed casually on his left arm, swaying gently with his breathing.

Xu Wan was very confused. Aren’t those beads something monks often play with?

Why do Taoists also count these beads?

She couldn't help but frown, and subconsciously rubbed her temples with her hands, feeling distressed.

Today, my adoptive father suddenly asked me to come to Nine Yang Master to listen to the scriptures.

Why did I agree to it so impulsively?

It's obvious that he's planning to sell me to that Taoist Jiuyang!

Thinking of this, Xu Wan couldn't help but sigh, her heart filled with helplessness and regret.

What a day it’s been like on my first day here!

Being locked up here all day, doing nothing but copying scriptures, what’s the difference between this and being in prison?

Xu Wan couldn't help but shake her head, feeling annoyed.

When I go back home that night, my master will smell the fragrance on my body and I'm afraid he will be angry.

……

The fragrance came from the incense sticks and candles in the inner hall, and she was already covered in it.

How can I tell him that I became a Taoist nun?

When Xu Wan thought of this, she felt a headache again.

She stood up, stretched her muscles, and spread her arms to move around.

However, he accidentally hit Bo Yuan's arm.

Bai Yuan stopped counting the beads, opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at Xu Wan gently.

Xu Wan was shocked and quickly performed Taoist etiquette to express his apology.

However, there was no displeasure on Bo Yuan's face.

Instead, he picked up the whisk and waved it in front of Xu Wan, and asked with concern, "Are you tired, Junior Brother?

Actually, you don’t have to copy the scriptures for the whole day, you can just close your eyes and meditate…”

Xu Wan lowered her head slightly upon hearing this, and unconsciously grasped the hem of her skirt with her right hand.

I muttered to myself, “Why didn’t you tell me earlier that I could just close my eyes and meditate?

I wasted a whole day copying scriptures, and now my hands hurt like hell."

She shook her head and said softly, "It's okay, it's okay..."

At this time, Bai Yuan sat down slowly, his movements calmly and unhurriedly.

Xu Wan caught a glimpse of him gently wrapping the beads around his wrist, and then cleverly covering it with his sleeve.

Bai Yuan extended his hand to Xu Wan, motioning her to sit down as well.

Xu Wan's eyes involuntarily fell on Bo Yuan's left hand.

The hand was slightly dark yellow in color and quite rough, perhaps because it had done too much rough work.

His palms were placed on the table at this moment, tapping them lightly with his fingers, his mouth slightly opening and closing, as if he was muttering something silently, and the movements had a unique rhythmic beauty.

Bai Yuan noticed Xu Wan's gaze and patted her shoulder gently.

His voice was gentle but firm: "Junior brother, your magic tools and robes will be arranged tomorrow.

For the next period of time, just concentrate on silently reciting the meditation mantra."

Xu Wan was shocked when he heard this and asked, "You'll be given a magical instrument the day after you enter the Tao?

Can you tell me what kind of magical instrument it is?"

Her eyes sparkled with curiosity and anticipation.

Bai Yuan smiled slightly, stroked his long beard, and explained, "Taoist instruments are of many kinds, including whisks, prayer beads, peach wood swords, wooden fish, etc."

Xu Wan's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Rosary beads? Are they the beads in Senior Brother's hand?

Isn't this what monks use when they chant sutras?"

Bai Yuan shook his head slightly and patiently explained, "Prayer beads, also known as flowing beads, were originally Taoist instruments and were later introduced to Buddhism.

It is not only an auxiliary tool for chanting scriptures and mantras, but also a spiritual sustenance and symbol for practitioners.

This rosary will also become an important companion on your spiritual path."

Xu Wan nodded gently, frowning slightly.

There was a glint of curiosity and thirst for knowledge in his eyes, as if he wanted to take in all the mysteries of the rosary into his heart.

She pressed the issue again, a hint of imperceptible urgency in her voice: "So, what exactly is so magical about this rosary as a magical instrument?"

After saying that, she waited quietly, her eyes fixed on Bai Yuan's face, expecting the answer to be revealed.

Upon hearing this, Bai Yuan's lips curled up in satisfaction, and his eyes revealed deep admiration.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and magnetic: "There are many people like you in the world who have such perseverance and determination.

It is rare to find a woman with a pure and curious heart.

This rosary is a rare Dharma instrument."

He gently stroked the rosary beads under his sleeve, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story: "It can cultivate your body and mind, help you calm your mind, and achieve inner peace and harmony.

At the same time, it can harmonize yin and yang, bringing your body and mind into perfect balance.

More importantly, this rosary has the magical power to communicate with the gods of heaven and earth.

It can give you more guidance and protection on your spiritual path."

Bo Yuan's tone became more solemn: "In addition, it also has the effect of warding off evil spirits and can protect you from the invasion of evil spirits.

Whether in spiritual practice or in daily life, it can be your strongest support."

Xu Wan was fascinated by what she heard, her eyes sparkling with excitement and awe.

She seemed to have seen herself holding the rosary, moving forward on the path of cultivation, dancing with the gods of heaven and earth, and achieving extraordinary feats.

At this moment, she was deeply attracted by the charm of the rosary.

At the same time, Xu Wan's thoughts were like a surging tide, difficult to calm down.

She recalled that her master had asked her to cultivate an extremely yin body in preparation for the next round of training.

It was an opportunity to practice the Yin-Yang Secret with her master and travel to the legendary paradise together, a dual cultivation journey she had always dreamed of.

There, they can communicate with each other, explore the ultimate way of immortality together, and enjoy the supreme joy and harmony.

However, reality was like an icy blade, shattering her beautiful fantasy.

She joined Taoism and became a member of this place of spiritual practice.

This extremely yin body that was painstakingly cultivated was originally prepared for dual cultivation with the master, but now it may have to be changed due to the Taoist rules and regulations.

Her heart was filled with helplessness and regret, as if she saw the gap between herself and her master constantly widening.

But Xu Wan did not despair, as she knew that fate was always full of variables.

Perhaps, in this Taoism, she can find a new path,

A path that allows one to maintain an extremely Yin body while also practicing dual cultivation with the Master.

She thought that perhaps she could practice hard and become a leader in Taoism, or even be canonized with a title like Yuanjun by the heavens.

By then, she might be able to become a Taoist partner with her master in another way and jointly protect the peace of the six realms.

Of course, all this was just her guess and expectation.

The road ahead is still long and full of unknowns and challenges.

But she believed that as long as she did not give up, she would one day find her own path and realize her dream of reaching paradise with her Master.

So, she put away her thoughts and resolutely embarked on this Taoist path full of unknowns and hope.