There's something wrong with my master.

So what's wrong with letting the junior sister vent her anger? It's reasonable.

If this trip can calm Junior Sister’s mood, her mind will be clear from now on.

Well, let alone letting him be struck by lightning 981 times, it is not impossible for him to be struck by lightning a few hundred times.

And no matter whether the two can renew their relationship, this cause and effect must always be resolved.

To settle cause and effect is also the ultimate goal of this trip.

Whether it was beating, scolding, or any other price, he could accept it.

As long as Junior Sister is satisfied!

The worst outcome wouldn't be to kill him...

However, imagination is beautiful and reality is cruel...

Only after he climbed up the mountain did he realize that the one who had struck him with lightning was the little girl Lin Xi.

This girl was narrow-minded and had been holding a grudge for decades, so she took this opportunity to take revenge on him.

That damn girl, it seems like this girl would be able to ascend to heaven without him making trouble.

If one does not realize what one truly wants in one's heart, one will still be struck to death even if one goes through the heavenly tribulation ten times.

Just like him, he never understood whether the students in the academy were more important, or ascension was more important.

The world is full of suffering, and in troubled times, human life is worthless.

For many people, even having enough food to eat is a problem, let alone studying.

In addition, every few hundred years, there would be a struggle for the fortune of the dynasty, and human lives were merely commodities used by those monks to enhance the fortune of the dynasty.

Just like him in the past, he was also such a commodity, floating in the troubled times.

Fortunately, he was finally taken in by the academy, survived the most difficult period, saved his life, and embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

After becoming successful, he did not dare to forget his roots, and he also opened a school, doing his best to help more ordinary people survive in this cannibalistic world.

As a result, he opened more and more academies.

I watched those refugees become well-mannered scholars, and I watched the sloppy beggar grow up and become a well-read scholar.

Seeing people who knew nothing about studying coming to the academy, learning a skill, and living better and better.

Watching the monks who are qualified to practice, they can learn and achieve success.

Watching the city where his academy was located becoming more and more prosperous.

It’s been very fulfilling, to be honest.

At a certain moment, he even had the idea of ​​overthrowing this cannibalistic world and creating a new one.

However, the reality is cruel.

All the monks were saying his dream was stupid.

No one supported him.

Human power is limited, and the power of one person cannot overturn the world and change the entire world of cultivation.

A thought flashed through my mind at that time, and I thought that perhaps someone among my classmates who studied with me back then would support him.

I smiled when I thought of this. Most of the people who studied with me in the academy back then have died of old age.

The only two or three people still alive are struggling in the Nascent Soul Stage or the Fusion Stage and are about to die.

It’s better not to bother these old bones.

I thought he was destined to be lonely, but I never imagined that thousands of years ago there was a woman who wholeheartedly supported his decision.

What a pity...

In the end, I failed to live up to my junior sister's support.

After recognizing the reality, he gradually reduced the number of academies. Many years later, only one academy remained out of the 3,000 academies back then.

But looking at the few disciples I have, I still can’t let go.

There are always people who are desperate and come to the academy for help, and there are always people who are determined to learn and come to the academy to study.

I always thought... after teaching this disciple, I would ascend to heaven.

However, when someone with a miserable life or perseverance comes to him for help, he will still accept him as a disciple according to his previous practice.

In the end, day after day, he was unable to ascend.

He remembered that someone once told him that the difference between monkeys and humans was like the difference between humans and monks.

Officials are people, ordinary people are people, beggars are also people, those who are wealthy are people, those who eat coarse food are people, and those who are displaced and have no food to eat are still people.

As human beings, we will grow old, get sick and die.

This is the greatest fairness in the world.

However, when a cultivator reaches the stage of transformation, his lifespan is already over a thousand years.

The greatest fairness in the world has failed for monks, so monks can no longer be called human beings.

A monk can meet many people during his long life.

But there are no limit to how many people can be saved and no limit to how many people can be taught.

Is it time to let go?

I used to be always alone, and those few beauties have long gone, and everyone has gone their separate ways, seeing through love.

But now it’s different. There is a little junior sister who has given a lot for him and is waiting for him in the fairyland.

He once thought he had seen through love, but now he finds that he seems not to have seen through it.

And even if you don't love me, there should be an explanation for this matter.

Such a kindness, if Junior Sister needs it...

But...men...women...uh...really...can it work?

Oh... I've gone too far...

Old Man Feng interrupted his thoughts, came back to his senses, loosened his clenched fists, and the complicated emotions on his face slowly calmed down.

After hearing what Lin Xi said before, he was currently half happy and half worried.

The good news was that it was Lin Xi who made things difficult for him, and it was also Lin Xi who struck him with thunder.

His junior sister is still the same junior sister as before, gentle, kind, and considerate. She hides where he can't see her and gives silently.

What worries me is how could it be a man...

Even though he has become a woman now, he was once a man.

Lin Xi was not looking at Old Man Feng. She pointed at the cup of tea in front of Yun Changsheng, and white mist began to rise from the cold tea.

"To teach and enlighten all living beings, and to have students all over the world, what a wonderful reputation."

"But do you know how many enemies this fame will bring?"

"Just like your students, if they do evil things in your name, and you can't find your students to avenge them, will they hold you responsible?"

"But thousands of years have passed, and this has never happened. Do you know why?"

Chapter 185: Fooling, and then Fooling

As soon as he finished speaking, drops of cold sweat suddenly fell from Old Man Feng's forehead.

He hasn't offended anyone, but he has so many students.

His students are all over the world for thousands of years. It is impossible that his students have never offended others.

If there is a murderer who kills people everywhere, and the victims cannot find the murderer, will they blame him?

But why has no one sought revenge on him for thousands of years?

Lin Xi's tone became increasingly indifferent, but she still had a mocking smile on her face.

"You know, when I first joined Four Seasons Mountain, it was because my master was helping someone to settle a disaster, so he came down to the mortal world and met me."

"Who do you think he is helping to solve the problem?"

"Since I went up the mountain, my master would come down the mountain every once in a while, and he would always be injured to some extent when he came back."

"Who do you think these injuries were for?"

After Lin Xi finished speaking, he continued to keep the secret.

"After my repeated questioning, I realized that he did all these things for someone."

Lin Xi stared at Old Man Feng with sharp eyes. At that moment, her eyes were like knives stabbing into Old Man Feng's heart.

My heart suddenly started beating violently and I felt a little helpless.

"For...for whom did you get injured?" Old man Feng stuttered, but his cloudy eyes became clear.

I guess he already has the answer to this question in his mind.

"I asked him...her, is it worth doing this?" Lin Xi stood up and walked to the door of the tile-roofed house with a teacup.

She looked at the snow outside and shook her head, as if she felt sorry for her master.

"She didn't answer my question, she just told me to mind her business."

“I later learned that Master had been doing this for a long time, for many years.”

"She said that she wanted to shield that person from the wind and rain so that he could practice in peace."

Lin Xi walked in from the door, his wide moon-white Taoist robe dragging on the ground.

"This is what our great master wrote casually back then. It contains many things about my master."

She placed a jade slip on the table, held the teacup in both hands, walked to Yun Changsheng, sat down quietly, and began to close her eyes to rest.

But he ignored Old Man Feng who was still struggling.

Old Man Feng put his hand on the table and after a pause, he seemed to have made a great decision and picked up the jade slip on the table.

Lin Xi’s Grand Master, that means, the content on this jade slip was written by Junior Sister’s Master?

His consciousness sank into the jade slip.

[I accepted an apprentice. He has good talent, but he is a little too mature for his age and seems to have a lot on his mind.]

[Why does this disciple like to wear women's clothes? ]

Are you worried and like wearing women's clothes?

Is it that shortly after reincarnation, the memories of the previous life were recovered?

Because I am a man in this life, I have so many worries?

Old Man Feng thought so and continued reading.

[I have come out of retreat. I almost forgot that I have accepted a disciple. The little guy has made good progress in his cultivation. It is time for him to go down the mountain to deal with worldly affairs.]

[Hey, at such a young age, why do you have so many worries? 】

[I just went down the mountain to take care of some family matters, why did I get so badly injured and offend so many people? ]

[This mentality is really not like my disciple from Four Seasons Mountain. ]

[Tsk tsk, I finally got the truth out of that kid. It turns out he was working for a guy named Feng.]

[But you did so much for that guy surnamed Feng, but you didn't let him know. Why did you do that? ]

[Also... can the relationship between men be so deep? ]

[Could it be that the boy surnamed Feng was a relative of my apprentice in his previous life? ]

[Alas, my disciple is injured again. I don’t care about him. I am a hidden immortal. I don’t like to meddle in other people’s business.]

[The disciple is injured again, he hid in the quilt and cried in pain... Just pretend you can't see it. I've told him so many times that we are hidden immortals.]

[Hidden Immortals shouldn't meddle in other people's affairs. 】

[The disciple was injured again, his soul was severely damaged, and this time he fainted from the pain. ]

[Ah, I am a little unhappy, but after calculating, it seems that this guy was the one who provoked the other party.]