After spending a long time with Qinghuai, Li Fuyao soon discovered that this beautiful girl was not as deep as she thought, except for her good cultivation. After spending a few days together, Li Fuyao felt that Qinghuai was no different from other girls of this age. This made Li Fuyao breathe a sigh of relief. If Qinghuai was really a ruthless monster in the center of the legend, his life would be a bit lingering.

These days, he traveled back and forth with the restaurant and the courtyard as usual. The autumn rain still did not stop. Mr. Yan was waiting for him in the restaurant every day, but Li Fuyao stopped talking to him. He just nodded to each other after seeing him. Li Fuyao asked privately, saying that Mr. Yan had already lived in the restaurant and was obviously not in a hurry to leave. Li Fuyao didn't ask too much about this. He just went to buy some medicinal materials after he finished writing every day. He was a little worried that the injuries of a monk like Qinghuai were useless with ordinary medicinal materials, but Qinghuai did not stop him, so he still honestly returned to the courtyard and boiled those medicinal materials every day.

Some unique fragrance of medicine scent floated in the courtyard. Li Fuyao squatted in front of the casserole where the medicine was decocted. The palm fan in his hand slowly swayed, while Qinghuai lies on the bamboo chair beside him, closing his eyes to rest.

"You idiot, the scholar named Yan has already spoken, why don't you go? Could it be that you really can't give up those pitiful faces? If this is the case, I don't think it's necessary. You must know that in this world, there are people who give up their faces almost at any time. It's not necessarily good to ask for things, but if you give up your face for such a thing, you can get it."

Li Fuyao did not look up at this Qinghuai, who was actually one or two years younger than him by age. He said calmly: "It is no benefit to go to the school palace. Besides, the practice of this mountain and river is not just the Yanling Academy. Since I have this talent, can't I find another place?"

Qinghuai pulled the corner of his mouth, but did not open his eyes, and sneered: "It is unknown whether you can walk out of Yanling. How can you get to Liangxi?"

Li Fuyao glanced at her, "Aren't you going to Liangxi to attend any ritual meeting?"

In the mountains and rivers, the Yanling Dynasty respected Confucianism, and most of the monks were Confucian monks. However, the Liangxi Dynasty, which was separated from Yanling, was a place where Taoist monks gathered. If it were Guangling's status, it would even be better than Confucianism.

Qinghuai opened his eyes and looked at Li Fuyao seriously, as if he thought this statement was a bit funny, "Li Fuyao, I'm going to meet that Taoist seed. I'm not here to visit this mountain and river. How can I bring you... a scoop?"

Li Fuyao laughed at himself and gave up, just asked about the Taoist seed.

Qinghuai thought for a long time before solemnly spitting out three words.

"Ye Shengge."

Looking at Li Fuyao's puzzled gaze, Qinghuai sat upright and said calmly: "The genius of cultivation that is rare in a century in Liangxi Taoist Temple is one of the young geniuses with many mountains and rivers. On the other side of the demon land, this Taoist species stepped on the road of cultivation at the age of three and entered the black hair at the age of fifteen. Now that she is only eighteen years old, she is only one step away from stepping into the threshold of Taiqing Realm, and it may even step in, but I don't know it yet."

Li Fuyao also heard about the nine realms of mountain and river cultivators, so he naturally knew that Taiqing realm was already the fifth realm. In fact, there were countless monks in this mountain and river. Most of the monks who could reach this point would waste decades in the previous realm. Li Fuyao had never heard of it. It was obvious that this was not a simple matter.

Qinghuai sighed, "Ye Shengge, a crazy woman, seems to be born as a material for cultivation. She has never encountered any difficulties along the way. Even her father said that if she hadn't wanted to walk too fast, she might have been able to touch the threshold of the morning and evening realm. Among your mountains and rivers, the three religions are respected. Taoism is the first in both influence and strength. Ye Shengge, as a registered disciple of Liangxi Taoist Temple, has never been rumored who her master is. It's just that her status in Liangxi Taoist Temple is too respectful. On the contrary, there is news that she is the descendant of the temple master. But I don't believe this nonsense. Therefore, while the Liangxi Taoist Association, I sneaked out quietly and wanted to try whether she is really so powerful, even making countless young people in the demon land sigh."

As if he remembered something, Qinghuai reminded him with kindness: "Since Yanling Academy wants you, Liangxi Taoist Temple will definitely not want you, but compared to going to Yanling, there is Ye Shengge there in Liangxi, so you are really not afraid of despair on this road."

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly and said, "There is always someone ahead of you on this road, and you can't catch up no matter what. It's quite desperate."

A light suddenly flashed in Qinghuai's eyes and suggested, "Why don't you go to the Buddha land to be a monk?"

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Li Fuyao was silent for a moment, but asked patiently: "Why?"

Qinghuai smiled and said, "Although Buddhism rarely interferes in the affairs of the mountains and rivers, there are also a few outstanding young monks, these bald monks have really good tempers. If you become monks, no one will bully you."

Just as Qinghuai expected, her proposal was quickly rejected by Li Fuyao. The reason was simple. No one wanted to be a monk, especially in Yanling, which is rare in even temples.

The two looked at each other silently, as if they were a little embarrassed.

Finally, Li Fuyao stood up, poured out the medicine soup, and handed it to Qinghuai, then said: "I remember that in this world, there should be a kind of monk in addition to the three religions."

Qinghuai held the medicine soup and slapped his hands slightly.

Li Fuyao asked straight to the point: "Where is that sword mountain?"

Qinghuai's face turned slightly cold and asked stiffly: "You want to learn sword?"

Li Fuyao noticed Qinghuai's expression changing, and quickly asked uncertainly: "Do you demon soil have a grudge against the sword practitioner?"

Qinghuai was silent for a long time.

He said softly: "Six thousand years ago, there was a big battle between the demon soil and the mountains and rivers. In the end, although the two tribes reconciled and the hatred of the two tribes gradually faded, there was only one exception."

Qinghuai glanced at Li Fuyao and said calmly: "If you dare to go deep into the demon land and kill the demon cultivators, except for the swordsman, there are no other monks."

Li Fuyao didn't know much, so he didn't say much.

"I don't actually know very well why these swordsmen who have withered among the mountains and rivers dare to act like this. Speaking of which, those proud and stupid swordsmen are almost the same as you."

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It was in the restaurant room where Li Fuyao often spoke, Yan Yu was looking at Qiuyu outside the window, but Gu Yuan was always a young girl who couldn't get idle. She wiped her fingers on her chest and suddenly asked, "Sir, why do we Confucian monks reflect on ourselves and have passed the blue hair realm? The masters in the palace all said that the blue hair realm is the fourth realm, so where did the first, second and third realms in front go?"

Yan Yu was stunned and sighed: "The three realms of the three religions are actually the three realms of the three religions. Our Confucianism is a self-reflective state, and Taoism is a common state. As for Buddhist monks far away from the west, it is Bodhi. The three realms of the three religions and three realms, combined to one, two, and three realms."

Gu Yuan nodded and asked in confusion: "Doesn't the monks outside the three religions practice Bodhi and self-reflection?"

"Where are monks outside the three religions in this mountain and river?"

Yan Yu smiled slightly and looked at himself as a student.

"The teachers in the Academy have said these things, why don't you know?"

Gu Yuan subconsciously lowered his head, but soon raised his head and said in confusion: "Didn't it be said that there are swordsmen? The masters in the academy didn't say that they were monks of our three sects."

Yan Yu was silent. There was nothing to say about those swordsmen who had almost withered to wither. The Taoist sect was almost lost. There was no place to live in this mountain and river.

As if he knew what his husband was thinking, Gu Yuan held his chin alone and chuckled: "The Masters said that there is a sword immortal among the mountains and rivers."

Sword Immortal?

Yan Yu remembered the name of that person.

How to say, that person should be the final proof of the swordsman among the mountains and rivers?

If it weren't for him, I'm afraid that the swordsman's withering situation would really become extinct?

Yan Yu shook his head and soon stopped thinking about these things, just smiled.

Gu Yuan asked, "Sir, where is that sword mountain?"

The little girl didn't know that at the same time, a young man asked this in that small courtyard.

Yan Yu naturally didn't know either.

But he was silent for a moment, then took the teacup beside him and placed it briefly on the table.

Three tea cups.

Yan Yu pointed to the middle of the two tea cups in front and whispered: "The sword mountain is at the junction of Yanling and Dayu."

Gu Yuan looked at the two teacups and said with a longing look on his face: "Sir, when can I go and see it?"

Yan Yu did not answer directly, but just smiled and said, "If one day your realm can catch up with Ye Shengge, then you will naturally be able to leave the school and travel alone."

Gu Yuan pulled her sleeves and said with a grievance: "The Masters said that Sister Ye has long been a monk from Taiqing Realm, how can I catch up with her?"

"If you work hard, you will be able to practice one day. She is a Taoist seed, but you are not bad either. You are just born a few years later than her. How can you not catch up? You must know that the road is long. Today is one step faster than her, and tomorrow is another step, and sooner or later."

Gu Yuan lowered his head and said, but he was not strong enough to believe his husband's statement.

Yan Yu didn't say much, but just habitually rubbed the girl's head, thinking about the Taoist seed and the many rumors about that Taoist seed, and smiled calmly.

After all, it is a Taoist seed that is rare in a century.

After a moment, he turned to look out the window and thought of something.
Chapter completed!