As soon as Shen Yu came back, she saw Shang Yingluo waiting outside the door.
"I heard you beat them with a stick? What kind of stick?"
As soon as Shen Yu appeared, the little girl stepped forward and grabbed his clothes, curiously asking about the competition between the two peaks.
Shen Yu poured a cup of tea and said lazily: "That's it, there are a lot of bamboo forests outside."
The little girl continued to ask: "They say this stick is called a sap. Why are you hiding a stick in your arms?"
Shen Yu said seriously: "Protect yourself."
Shang Yingluo didn't believe it and said suspiciously: "Are you sure it's for self-protection?"
Shen Yu said seriously: "Of course, during a fight, using a sap to cool you down is just to protect yourself."
Shen Yu was not talking nonsense. Back then, when he first started practicing Buddhism, an old Taoist priest used such a sap to make him doubt his life.
"Practitioners in this world like to use gorgeous fairy swords, gleaming magic weapons, and flashy things. When it comes to fighting, they should be simple and unpretentious, like people in the market, knocking sap and making bricks."
The old Taoist priest left such a deep impression on Shen Yu that three thousand years later, he still remembers it.
So, on the way back from the mountain behind Yanfa Hall, I picked up a bamboo stick.
Shang Yingluo stared closely at this handsome young man, not understanding that this man was obviously very talented, but he always concealed it from others.
Is there any secret that cannot be told?
Shen Yu saw the little girl's thoughts at a glance and said, "I'm just afraid of trouble."
In Daozong, one of the legendary nine holy places, people with outstanding talents will attract too much attention, and such people will also encounter endless troubles.
It just so happens that Shen Yu is a person who is afraid of trouble, and there are some things that people don't need to know.
Shang Yingluo suddenly rushed into Shen Yu's arms and started to pull his clothes.
Shen Yu asked: "What are you doing?"
Shang Yingluo looked serious and said, "I'm afraid of trouble, so give me your sap."
Shen Yu sighed lightly and said: "Knocking on a sap requires a surprise. Now that everyone knows about it, it will naturally be lost."
When the little girl heard this, she jumped off him with a disappointed look on her face.
Shen Yu looked at her and said, "You have entered the Taoist realm."
Shang Yingluo had already entered the Taoist realm before the competition between the two peaks. The reason why she told Mingjian that she wanted to retreat was because she was afraid that the elders of the Fourth Hall and the Seventh Peak would find out her identity.
Over the past year, Shen Yu has also been somewhat surprised by the little girl's talent.
Shang Yingluo blinked her eyes and said nothing, meaning what about you?
Shen Yu rubbed her little head and said, "I'm almost here too."
Shang Yingluo jumped for joy and ran deep into the bamboo forest outside the house. From far away, the happy voice of the little girl could be heard: "I'm going to find my little sap first."
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The second year of Cuizhu Peak.
Shang Yingluo became the first disciple to advance to the Taoist realm, and was then taken away from Cuizhu Peak.
The little girl deliberately hid it for a year, but finally it was discovered.
When parting, the little girl cried so hard that she looked back three times. She was so pitiful that Shen Yu didn't understand. The two of them had only been separated for a few months, so why should they be like this.
Even if I never want to see you again, what does it matter?
In Shen Yu's heart, people's joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, and other emotions are unnecessary things, but seeing the little girl's tearful eyes, she suddenly felt that... it was still a bit interesting.
This time, Shen Yu carefully wrote down the appearance of this little girl.
.....
Soon, Ye Zhiqiu, Liang Shi, Jiang Shaoqiu and other talented disciples reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi training one after another, ready to break through to the Dao realm at any time.
But Shen Yu still looked that lazy.
I get up late every day, feed a few rabbits with magic grass, and then go to water the flowers in the evening.
The only thing that was a little different was that everyone looked at him. There was no more contempt and disdain in the past, but more awe and... other things.
Shen Yu became the most popular person in Cuizhu Peak after Shang Yingluo.
This day.
Shen Yu sat cross-legged on the stone platform at the top of the cliff, closing her eyes and feeling the breeze on the top of the mountain. She thought that she was not used to the absence of the little girl's chirping voice.
The breeze blows, and the fresh fragrance of orchids comes to the nostrils. The young man's sleeves dance lightly, and his temperament comes out.
Not far away, there were some chaotic footsteps.
Taoism practices and respects nature, and most of its disciples like to stay among the mountains.
Since the realm of these disciples has gradually improved, Mingjian has not only taught everyone the basic cultivation techniques, but also specially taught some Taoist techniques, such as the art of controlling objects.
The purpose is to go to Fenbaoya.
For this reason, disciples can be seen everywhere in Cuizhu Peak carrying lanterns, ringing bells, or holding some spiritual weapons. They are practicing the method of controlling objects all the time.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the scattered sounds of footsteps and the sound of objects breaking through the air gradually disappeared, leaving only a green bamboo Xiao constantly waving.
Dancing in the middle of the top of the mountain is a girl with a graceful face, named Yangliu. She practices extremely hard on weekdays, but her cultivation qualifications are average. She is still at the fifth level of Qi training.
The sound of bamboo crackling through the air continued into the night and gradually faded away.
Shen Yu felt a hint of coolness in his daze. After a moment, big raindrops fell down, and he couldn't help but sigh.
This spring rain is unpredictable.
Shen Yu thought to herself that it would be better not to go to the top of the mountain to sleep in the future. Not only would it be noisy, but it would also always get rained on.
The young man got up and found an umbrella leaning next to him. It was green and looked delicate, as if it was carried by a woman.
Shen Yu thought for a while, opened his umbrella, and walked down the mountain slowly.
The next day, Shen Yu came to the top of the mountain, placed the umbrella next to the rock, and began to lean back to sleep again.
It won't rain today.
The delicate and graceful girl ran over, her face a little rosy, but she hesitated to speak.
Shen Yu did not open his eyes, but nodded slightly.
The girl took back the umbrella and began to practice the art of controlling objects again.
It seems that she is indeed very diligent. She practiced until late at night yesterday and early in the morning today. However, in Shen Yu's view, some of the skills of this art of controlling objects have not changed at all, she is just doing some useless work in vain.
.
Sometimes, you can still faintly hear the girl crying quietly.
In this way, half a month passed, and on this night, Shen Yu spoke in front of the girl for the first time.
"Carefully feel the changes in spiritual energy."
Yang Liu looked at Shen Yu blankly, then woke up and nodded repeatedly.
"Immerse your mind in the subtleties of the aura of heaven and earth"
"Heavy air and light things."
"A little anxious."
"Ignore the bamboo shawl."
"Wrong, try again."
The young man said this calmly, without any emotion, but when the girl heard this, her face turned red with embarrassment, thinking that her ability to control objects was so unsatisfactory in the eyes of the other party, but she still held back her tears and did not let herself cry.
However, Yang Liu still persisted subconsciously.
For some reason, she had some feeling in her heart. If she chose to give up or complain at this time, that person would really not say another word.
Three days.
From the initial chaos, Yangliu's ability to control objects became more and more flawless. She was tossing and turning, and the bamboo bamboo became very comfortable under her control.
Despite this, Shen Yu was still a little dissatisfied with the girl's practice progress. The girl was still too clumsy.
But after Yang Liu felt the subtle changes in himself, he was overjoyed and looked at Shen Yu with even more reverence.
Master Mingjian once gave her some guidance. Although he said many ways and methods, she always felt that she was inferior to Shen Yu.
Young people always seem to be able to find problems in subtle places and then use the most direct method to correct them.
Could it be that Shen Yu's understanding of Taoism is higher than that of Ming Jian Zhenren?
Yang Liu thought of this, shook his head gently, and laughed to himself.
"is it possible?" This chapter has been completed!