There's something wrong with my master.

Unless you can't beat them and are tied up and forced...

"Forget it, answer this question to me again in a month." Rong Xiaoyu stood up and snuggled into Yun Changsheng's arms.

She knew that even if she dragged Yun Changsheng to the bed now, Yun Changsheng would not refuse.

But it was just guilt and touching, with a little bit of liking.

She wanted to wait a little longer, wanting to see the look in Yun Changsheng's eyes when he looked at Lin Duoduo.

It doesn't need to be so strong, just a slight similarity is enough.

That's the look of loving someone.

Although it was a bit pretentious, she could obviously try to be like Tianzhu and Lu Yan, but she just wanted to do it.

If I can't wait for this look...

"After a month, you have to answer me whether you are happy with me."

"If you are happy, you may even feel blessed."

"Even if you have a Taoist partner by then, I might still try to win you over."

"Strive for it? Haha." Yun Changsheng smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up. This time he was really amused by the girl, instead of pretending to please her.

Two people over a hundred years old were actually talking about something that was impossible to happen like children.

The highest state of forgetting emotions is irreversible.

Chapter 101 Lin Xi, 16.7 jin

A promise that has no chance of becoming reality.

At least in Yun Changsheng's mind, the possibility that Rong Xiaoyu mentioned would never come true.

He suddenly thought of the couples who were about to break up in his previous life.

On the day of our breakup, we promised each other: If you and I are still single after the age of 30, I will marry you, or I will marry you.

Most of these words have become jokes, and I will only suddenly think of them on some lonely night and then smile knowingly.

"Actually, it's good to practice Taoism wholeheartedly." Yun Changsheng thought of his experiences during this period, smiled and shook his head.

If his cultivation was higher, if he had become an immortal, then the things he had experienced before would become trivial matters that could be easily solved.

He can protect the coffin without relying on the power of the Snow Cloud Sword.

Even if he swung the sword in the end, he could stop Rong Xiaoyu at the last moment and prevent her from chasing the sword light.

She would not go down the path of forgetting too much emotion.

"What's good about practicing Taoism?" Rong Xiaoyu retorted.

If she hadn't thought about being with Yun Changsheng forever, she wouldn't have practiced so hard.

"You... are so used to a good life that you have forgotten the days of snowy winter, wandering around and leaving your fate to fate."

Yun Changsheng tapped Rong Xiaoyu's head, but the girl rested her head on his thigh, pursed her lips and smiled, seeming to really like this kind of intimate contact with Yun Changsheng.

The snowy winter is a memory for both of them.

In Yun Changsheng’s memory, that was a period of time that made people feel anxious and powerless, and life and death were determined by fate.

Any effort can only give you a little more chance of survival. Perhaps the next night, you will freeze to death or starve to death in the snow.

But in Rong Xiaoyu's memory, those days were indeed difficult at the beginning and there was no way to see the future.

But under the leadership of this god-like man, the days of chewing tree bark and eating grass roots every day didn't seem so hard.

Yun Changsheng can tell many stories, make a fire in the cold wilderness, drink boiling hot water, and has many other skills.

Light appeared in the distance where there was no future. Rong Xiaoyu felt that sooner or later, the two of them would become the protagonists of the story, escape from hardship and embrace a happy future.

"Do you know my master?" Yun Changsheng suddenly asked.

"Hmm..." Rong Xiaoyu suddenly remembered that the Yun Changsheng strategy on the note had not been updated for a long time.

"Do you know why my master is so devoted to practicing Taoism?"

"do not know."

"Then I'll tell you about her." Yun Changsheng supported his chin with his hand, sorted out his thoughts, and said slowly.

"It was a small village. There was a gambler in the village. There was a little girl in the gambler's family..."

Almost nine hundred years ago, there was a little girl in the village. Her name might have been Lin Xi, Lin Duoduo, or Lin Xixi.

Sijishan would only change his name to one that would sound pleasing to the Master's ears, but he would not change his surname.

The girl's father gambled away all the family's money. Her mother couldn't stand this kind of life and may have committed suicide or ran away.

The debt collector came to the door, but unfortunately there was no valuables left in Lin's home.

So the debt collector shifted his gaze and looked at the little girl as if she were a commodity.

The girl was lifted up by the collar, shaken to weigh her, and then thrown to the ground like garbage.

Any crying or noise would only result in beatings.

"Sell it to a brothel." said a debt collector.

"She's too thin, so probably no brothel will accept her. Let's see if there are any wealthy families that want a maid." Someone raised an objection.

"Try the brothel first. The price offered by the brothel is a bit higher."

"Tell Lin Lao Lai that we have taken his daughter away. If you want her back, bring the money to redeem her. We will only wait for three days. After three days, we cannot control where his daughter will be sold to."

The group of people rummaged through this impoverished home like locusts, looking for anything else they could take away.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

While the debt collector was on his way to find the seller, he was stopped by a man with a scruffy beard.

"how much is it?"

"It's sixteen catties and seven ounces in total, so I'll charge you sixteen ounces and seven cents."

"make a deal."

A little girl weighing only 16.7 jin was brought to Four Seasons Mountain.

Maybe in her eyes, it was just falling from one devil's den into another.

Because her father was a gambler, she had seen a lot of dirty things in the world and didn't mind assuming the worst of others.

Especially after this sloppy master taught her to write with magic and then threw her into a cave and left her there, her suspicion and uneasiness continued to grow.

A storage ring filled with fasting pills and countless jade slips for practicing Taoism. These were her ten years in Four Seasons Mountain.

One quiet night ten years ago, she came across the Hehuan Sect's martial arts techniques again, and her vigilance soared to the sky.

Her childhood life made her not trust anyone and be wary of everyone.

This vigilance and uneasiness were mostly put aside until her master ascended to heaven.

Only then did she realize that this man really just wanted to take in a disciple.

Perhaps it was not until she reached the tribulation period that she felt that all the shackles were gone.

She stood at the pinnacle of the world and finally took her destiny into her own hands.

"A cultivator who is going through a tribulation has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, and an immortal has a lifespan of millions of years. During these long years, no one knows whether the fate of a person controlled by others will happen."

"Perhaps only when she stands at an infinite height will that feeling of uneasiness completely disappear."

Yun Changsheng's eyes were deep. He completed this story by stringing together Lin Duoduo's fragments of words.

It seemed like he said it nonchalantly and passed it over in just a few words, but the fact was just the opposite. It was precisely because he cared that he remembered an event that happened hundreds of years ago for so long.

Maybe the drunk Lin Xi really liked the cute and well-behaved Yun Changsheng, but Yun Changsheng could not give her enough sense of security.

It's absurd, but not impossible.

A cultivator’s heart of Taoism is strong, but the impact caused during his weakest childhood is also an extremely far-reaching thing for the cultivator.

Especially for a hermit like Lin Xi who has been sitting in the mountains for hundreds of years.

But Lin Duoduo is different.

Lin Duoduo knew that Lin Xi, the top figure in this world, was standing behind him, and he also knew that he only had a hundred years to live.

So they are fearless, do whatever they want, and completely release their nature.

She doesn't have to worry about what happens after ascension.

She only regretted that life was too short, time passed too quickly, and she had too little time to spend with Yun Changsheng.

"Practice Taoism, and then take destiny into your own hands?" Rong Xiaoyu thought thoughtfully.

After grasping destiny, can you grasp Yunlang?

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with practicing Taoism wholeheartedly.

"Where are we going next?" Yun Changsheng asked with a smile.

"Go to these places again." Rong Xiaoyu took out the painting he had drawn.

This time it was just him and her.

Oh, and there's a sword that's playing dead.

Chapter 102: Like a Dowry Carriage

No matter how much we say, all the words are just to comfort each other.

Focusing on the great path and not being disturbed by external things was something the two had never considered before.

Maybe this is what immortals should be like, but the two of them now are still just human.

"Huh~"

Rong Xiaoyu in the carriage suddenly let out a light exclamation and took out a note from his storage ring.

She subconsciously glanced at Yun Changsheng, held the note in her palm without reading it.

Is this a guide update?

"What's wrong?" Yun Changsheng asked with his head down.

"It's okay...you...you are not allowed to peek!" Rong Xiaoyu covered the note with his hand, took a quick look at it, and put it away immediately.

But his expression became a little confused.

【All fears come from insufficient firepower. 】

[If you are strong enough, just carry the sack away and tie it up at home. ]

To sum it up, practice quickly, as long as your cultivation is strong enough, you can do whatever you want.

"What and what is this...?"

She whispered, a little speechless.

In the infinite height, Tiandao, who was waiting to retire, yawned and began to look for other successors.

Don't put all your eggs in one basket, and don't hang the sky on one tree.

The absolutely fair and rational way of heaven, the way of heaven that is not bound by the good and evil of all beings, is the good way of heaven.

God doesn't want those who are too timid.

It's like the immortal world poaching people from this world but not even paying them for their bodies, and the Heavenly Dao seeing the fate of this world's collapse, just runs away. This behavior is not advisable.

The lying-down Heavenly Dao is not good either. The Heavenly Dao of the Heavenly Dao in the Mountain and Sea Realm does not care about anything and allows the Immortal Realm to bully them. Now there is nothing left...

"Incomprehensible." Rong Xiaoyu left four words and stuffed the note back into the storage ring.

"What's the matter?" Yun Changsheng was really a little curious.

"Maybe he's been targeted by some bored powerful man." Rong Xiaoyu explained and rested his head on Yun Changsheng's thigh again.