Shen Luo and Nie Caizhu walked side by side for a long distance without anyone speaking.
"Cousin, when it comes to cultivation, you should be diligent but also let nature take its course. Why are you working so hard?" Finally, it was Shen Luo who broke the silence and asked.
But after he finished saying this, he found it a little funny. Nie Caizhu's cultivation level was much higher than his now, so it seemed a bit like she was trying to teach others what she said.
"There's no way. After being brought back to the mountain gate by my master, I always wanted to go back, but she never allowed me to. She gave me a death order that she would never allow me to leave the mountain gate until my cultivation reached the Mahayana stage." Nie Caizhu said.
"Is she not good to you?" Shen Luo asked with a slight movement in his heart.
"No, don't get me wrong. My master is very good to me. As the current head of Mount Putuo, she is busy with her own affairs, but she has never been perfunctory or slack in teaching me how to practice. Otherwise, no matter how diligent I was, I would not have achieved my current level of cultivation." Upon hearing this, Nie Caizhu quickly waved her hand and explained.
"That's good... I thought it would take many more years before I could see you, but I didn't expect... that you would come to Putuo Mountain so soon." Shen Luo sighed and spoke.
Nie Caizhu stopped, turned around and looked at Shen Luo carefully, and suddenly her eyes became red.
"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Shen Luo thought he had said something wrong and his expression suddenly became a little flustered.
"It was only after I started practicing that I realized how much hardship it requires. Even with the help of my master, there were many times when I felt like I couldn't hold on. It must have been very hard for you along the way, right?" Nie Caizhu frowned and said faintly.
Shen Luo felt warm at the sight of this. Looking at the girl in front of him who had lost all her childishness, he felt as if he had returned to the time when he was in Chunhua City. He couldn't help but raise his hand and gently pat her head.
"Although I don't have the support of the sect, I have met many noble people over the years, so it's not as hard as you imagine." Shen Luo said with a smile.
Even though he had gone through life and death several times over the years and was on the verge of death at all times, it seemed that it was not that difficult anymore.
"Hey, is that Junior Sister Nie?" At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from not far away.
Shen Luo then realized that they had unknowingly walked to a small square. Although there were not many people there at night, it still attracted the attention of others.
After a female disciple who discovered the two of them shouted, the other three or four people around them also turned their eyes over.
"Who is that person? He doesn't look like a disciple of our sect..."
"How could this be? Why is Junior Sister Nie so close to this person?"
"It's not Senior Brother Zhou Yu..."
"That guy looks pretty good, but he's far inferior to Senior Brother Zhou Yu..."
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For a moment, bursts of whispers and discussions rang out from all around.
Shen Luo frowned slightly, but without much hesitation, he took Nie Caizhu's slender hand and walked slowly forward.
Nie Caizhu did not resist at all, but her ears felt slightly hot. She followed him without saying a word, leaving behind the disciples from Mount Putuo who were shocked by the scene and were groaning and exclaiming.
In the dark shadows of a tree, Wu Ming grabbed the tree trunk beside him with one hand, his five fingers dug into the bark tightly, and his eyes were full of jealousy and anger.