Xiuxian Work Log

On August 8st of the Xian calendar year, the weather was sunny.

If we go back to the beginning.

Will I help Xiao Cui like that again?

Is my existence hindering her development?

it's a pity.

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Lin Qingyue suddenly woke up, and before her eyes was the familiar clay Buddha. As if she had been suddenly interrupted from a dream, she was in a trance, and she had no idea what year it was.

If Xiao Cui's life span is only five days in real time, then why should she experience Xiao Cui's fifty years, where time is so slow that she cannot distinguish between fantasy and reality?

Looking down, there were still three incense sticks.

What do these three incense sticks represent? If it represents the number of times she's entered the illusion, she's already been there twice. So, is there a third time? What will the third illusion be like?

Lin Qingyue held the incense in his hand and silently placed it on the candlestick. He looked at the clay Buddha in front of him, staring at it.

Who is that mermaid? Why does she say she seduced her river god? Could her river god be Xiao Cui?

Then according to the normal sequence, Xiao Cui should marry Mr. Sun, be abused to death by him, and finally become the river god of the mermaid by chance.

So the Dust-Breaking System asked her to do that in order to prevent her from interfering with Xiao Cui's becoming the River God.

The clay Buddha in front of her looked at Lin Qingyue playfully, as if examining her with real eyes. Lin Qingyue didn't know what expression to put on, and she didn't know what expression she was looking at right now.

The clay Buddha suddenly became expressionless, and a voice suddenly came from the side, startling Lin Qingyue.

"Amitabha, benefactor, you are awake."

The tone was gentle, but with a strong presence.

Lin Qingyue rebounded from the bottom and looked at the person next to him warily.

In the flickering candlelight.

Is a monk.

Even in plain monk's robes, his gorgeous features couldn't be hidden. His upturned, almond-shaped eyes were curved at the front and back. With his devilish smile, he looked like a fox in monk's robes.

Lin Qingyue raised an eyebrow and asked him, "Who are you? Can a fox also practice Buddhism?"

The monk in plain clothes seemed to be amused by Lin Qingyue's straightforward words. His eyebrows curled up slightly and he suddenly looked a lot more lively.

"Donor, you are joking. My Buddhist name is Yunsheng, not a fox in disguise."

Lin Qingyue stared at him for a moment and frowned.

"I don't remember Yunsheng being a Buddhist cultivator. Are you trying to trick me?"

Although she only knew Hua Xiangrong, a Buddhist cultivator, that didn't stop her from speaking freely. The other party was guilty and would reveal his true colors anyway.

The monk in plain clothes put his hands together and the dark red Buddhist beads were spinning.

"Amitabha, Yunsheng came here because someone asked him to. The world is so vast, and there are countless Buddhists. It's normal that the donor doesn't know."

"Under someone's instructions?"

Yunsheng nodded, the bright red at the end of his brows making Lin Qingyue unable to ignore it. Lin Qingyue thought that if he wasn't so strange, maybe she would believe him. But there is no if. This monk's blatant expression made it impossible not to suspect that he was up to something.

Yunsheng smiled indifferently, and Lin Qingyue was unconsciously attracted by his gorgeous appearance.

"The Mirror Demon is causing chaos and harming innocent mortals. This is truly unacceptable to Heaven. Since someone has asked for help, Yunsheng naturally has no choice but to do his duty."

So long-winded, why do you always like to beat around the bush? Lin Qingyue felt that even when looking at Yunsheng's face, he subconsciously emptied his mind.

Who could be related to a servant? The last time she came here, she was quickly discovered by the servants and drugged, causing her to lose her memory. Even now, she didn't know what the curse the system was talking about was.

So there is only one truth! That is, Yunsheng is Hua Xiangrong's father!

That's why the servant didn't show up. Considering the sound of Buddhist scriptures that had appeared twice before, he knew she would come and had already made preparations.

The feeling of being controlled by others is really unpleasant.

Lin Qingyue looked at Yunsheng beside him and couldn't imagine it. Hua Xiangrong was handsome and elegant, as gentle and compassionate as the spring breeze and bright moon. And his father, on the other hand, had a flamboyant, fox-like face, like a gorgeous and rich dahlia.

Lin Qingyue sat down on the futon under Yunsheng's gaze. She stretched out her legs and pounded them repeatedly. Seeing Yunsheng looking at her, she turned around and smiled.

"I don't know what time it is now. I'm sorry to have made you laugh. My friend was still home when I left. Maybe you know him."

Yunsheng calmly fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand, as if he was out of the world.

Lin Qingyue looked distressed and sighed endlessly.

"His name is Hua Xiangrong. He fell ill a few days ago. He was very weak, as if someone had drained all his energy. He sat in his room every day, sometimes for the entire day. Many times, I thought he was dead. Otherwise, why would he be so indifferent, like the clay Buddha before me?"

The Buddhist beads stopped spinning.

The clay Buddha, who had been expressionless just now, suddenly smiled and looked kind.

With a loud bang, the clay Buddha shattered to the ground. Lin Qingyue put away the rusty sword and sat back on the cushion as if nothing had happened.

"Huh~" Dust-Breaking System said with disdain.

Lin Qingyue saw Yunsheng lower his eyes and speak in a gentle tone, but the words he said were like a knife.

"Amitabha, life and death are determined by fate. Since he has already decided to die, there is no need to force him to stay. We all know that death is inevitable, so just treat it with a normal mind."

Lin Qingyue looked at him in shock.

Is this the father-son relationship in the world of immortal cultivation? So hardcore!

"But how can people resist illness? If they had a choice, who would want to be sick? You are all Buddhists. Could it be that the master knows my friend?"

Yunsheng raised his eyebrows and spoke directly.

"It's not that we know each other, we're just father and son."

I don't know him, but he is the father and son.

Lin Qingyue thought expressionlessly.

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At the riverside, the water was flowing and the fish was leaping. Before it landed in the river, it was caught by a big hand.

Wu Kun saw that the fish was plump, fresh and slippery. It tried to break free from his hands several times, but he caught it again.

Wu Kun smiled and said, "It's neither early nor late. I just happened to catch up with you. I guess you don't have the chance to awaken your spirit anymore."

He walked not far away and saw Lan Tang lying on the shore. The fish around her kept rushing towards her in groups. And the one in his hand was the one that had unfortunately fallen into his hands.

He walked forward and handed the fish in his hand to Lan Tang. Lan Tang raised his eyes, glanced at him, and sank into the water. The river water splashed and splashed all over Wu Kun.

Wu Kun threw the fish far away and said quickly, "Why are you mad at me? Can't I just eat your fish to satisfy my hunger? Lan Tang, I'm telling you, don't be so willful!"

The river surged, and the surrounding fish quickly scattered. Three water swords shot towards Wu Kun with lightning speed, but were all blocked by Wu Kun's bamboo hat.

The water sword created three small holes on the hat, and Wu Kun felt heartbroken.

"What a sin! What a sin! This is something my father left me to save my life, and you actually destroyed it. I don't care! You have to compensate me!"

"I already paid the price when you stopped me from killing that girl."

A column of water surged up, Lan Tang sat on it, and his fish tail sparkled in the sun, dazzling.

"I don't care what kind of sword master you are. You've disrupted the water veins of a region. Cause and effect are disrupted, and all lives are in ruins. Even if I sacrifice a sword master like you, it's not enough to pay for my life."