Mu Lin avoided the master's gaze, stood up and took two steps forward. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, rolling like clouds. Her figure was half-hidden and seemed a little uncertain.
"Master, before I came to Yingzhou, I also thought so. Later, I gradually understood that what is more important than life is the 'Tao' that I have been adhering to and believing in."
She does not live just for the sake of living, but lives for her "Tao".
Mu Lin smiled faintly, and her gorgeous peach blossom eyes were shrouded in a layer of blurry fog that could never be seen clearly, covering the calm deep pool inside, and even covering the eternally burning fire in the deepest part.
This was the first time that his disciple had revealed his true feelings to him, and Zhechuan suddenly realized that even after hundreds of years of companionship, he had never understood Mu Lin.
He only knew her habits and talents as a disciple, and she only knew him as a master. Their pasts as master and disciple were completely separated from each other.
No one knows and no one asks, and an extremely cold balance is achieved.
"Mu Lin walked out of despair, constantly gaining and losing, and in this life he lives for both revenge and protection." Mu Lin had his back to him, his voice light and firm.
This was the first time in a hundred years that she had spoken candidly, and she was unusually frank.
From the very beginning, Orikawa knew that the little girl who looked at him stubbornly and wanted to take him as her master was full of hatred and pain, and had a different path from him and could not be on the same page.
How long is a hundred years? Perhaps it is just a snap of a finger. They stayed together like this, and he did not expect her to change. There was not only hatred in her life, but also love, like the first flower blooming in a barren land.
But he finally spoke cruelly: "If the 'Tao' you believe in goes against everything you have now, what will you choose?"
Some things are destined to be incompatible. And between the choices, how much weight does love have
Mu Lin turned his head and looked at his master, his eyes as stubborn as a ferocious trapped beast, and said slowly: "Anything that hinders me...either makes me believe, or destroys me, there is no third way."
She was full of stubbornness, and her blood was burning with determination and determination, but she never showed it to others easily. She respected him as her master, listened to his teachings devoutly, and treated people with a casual and kind appearance. But she was extremely contradictory, and repression always followed her like a shadow... Wasn't this forced by her master
Orikawa closed his eyes and sighed, "Rin'er, you have to learn to compromise with yourself, and not keep pushing yourself to the edge of the cliff... Otherwise, what should you do?"
Your teacher cannot protect you for your whole life. You are so stubborn that you always get hurt and bleed. What will you do when your teacher dies
Full of worries and concerns, Orikawa said nothing in the end. He blamed himself for being too eager to achieve success and only teaching her the art of cultivation, never caring about her inner heart, and never teaching her to cultivate her mind.
Yes, if he can’t even cultivate his own mind, how can he be qualified to be a teacher
He returned to his study feeling a little tired and sat there for a whole day and night.
Mu Lin felt bad, especially after hearing the last sentence from her master. She vaguely understood that her words hurt her master.
Perhaps the Master was a little frustrated.
For a whole month, Mu Lin could not find her master. She knew that her master was avoiding her, so she did not look for him anymore and just did her own thing.
However, on a clear starry night, Mu Lin knelt outside his master's study.
Two hours later, the door was pushed open from the inside out by a violent current, and Emperor Zhechuan stood in front of the door, as aloof and indifferent as usual.
"What do you mean?"
Mu Lin's black hair was blown behind her by the strong wind, revealing a pretty and pale little face. She looked up at her master with an extremely determined expression.
"Master, please allow me to leave Yingzhou and travel around the world."
Emperor Zhechuan seemed tired, and softened his tone a little, saying, "When will you return?"
"For ten years."
"Go ahead." The door closed again.
Mu Lin bent down and kowtowed three times to the door.
Now Emperor Zhechuan also wanted to be alone and quiet, so it was indeed the best way for the master and disciple to separate for a while. However, he felt a sense of loss that he could not explain when Mu Lin left.
Mu Lin had packed his bags long ago, and after saying goodbye to his master, he left Yingzhou quietly.
She went straight to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, where a young golden dragon was waiting for her to meet him, just for a good fight.
The East China Sea was huge, and the two quickly found a deserted place on the seabed. First, they each suppressed the immortal power in their bodies, and then threw away their spiritual weapons, immortal weapons, semi-divine weapons, etc., and in a short while, they were fighting each other madly, not giving in at all, and each move was fierce.
The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and after countless moves, both men stood there gasping for breath, looking at each other vigilantly, unable to even straighten their backs.
Ao Xin fell to the ground first, "You win."
Mu Lin lost his last breath and immediately fell to the sand not far away. The two of them were gasping for breath, both were so tired that they couldn't even lift a finger, their bodies were covered with bruises, it was a horrible sight.
After a while, Ao Xin shouted, "Are you in a bad mood?"
Mu Lin shouted back: "Yes, I had a quarrel with Master!"
"You are such a failure. I often quarrel with my master, and every time I quarrel with him, he runs away from home!"
Mu Lin was speechless and curious, "Who is your master?"
"Master Zhu Xian, I'm so annoyed. Once I break through to become a fairy, I won't be controlled by him anymore!"
"Does Zhu Xian Daojun have a bad temper?"
"He is just arrogant. There are few people he looks up to, including those high-level gods, except for your master of course."
"oh."
"He is really not suitable to be a disciple. My junior sister Qihe and I both hate him. Qihe doesn't dare to contradict him, but I am not afraid of him! I have been with him for a long time, and my cultivation has not improved much, but my ability to scold people has improved a lot. I can make him vomit blood in a minute!"
"Your master-disciple relationship is quite special..."
"It's rare to find someone as loving as the Emperor Zhechuan to his disciples. The Emperor even went to Buzhou Mountain for you! At that time, he was still a real person. He knew that if he went in, he would either die or be crippled, but he went in without saying a word. On that immortal master list, the Emperor now ranks first."
"What kind of list is this?" Mu Lin smiled playfully: "Is it also ranked by popularity? The masters with low rankings won't beat their apprentices to vent their anger when they go back, right?"
"The votes were cast blindly by the immortals, and not necessarily by their disciples. Who else can we ask? These are all things that Immortal Lord Luochen made out of boredom. Those who have opinions don't bother to argue, so who dares to question the rest? What about the Beauty List, the Immortal Master List... I'll give you a bunch of jade cards later. Write the name of the person being voted on with a brush. If you crush the jade card, it will count as your vote for him."
"Why do you have so many jade tokens?"
"Junior Sister Qihe helped Immortal Lord Luochen to make the list, and she gave it to me casually. If you usually need to buy it with fairy jade."
"Oh, so she is a wealthy woman." Mu Lin thought of Qihe's clever appearance. She looked like a pitiful little girl, but he didn't expect that her small business behind the scenes was also booming.
"Keep it a secret. If you tell anyone she will definitely get mad at me."
"Don't worry. By the way, how long does it take for your dragon clan to conceive a dragon fetus?"
"What did you say?!" Ao Xin's face suddenly flushed, and a strand of golden hair stood up on his head. He stammered, "You, you woman, have no shame in asking such a question!"
"What are you talking about? A friend of mine married into the North Sea Dragon Clan and is pregnant. I want to calculate the due date and visit her then."
"Oh, I thought you wanted to... marry a dragon? You mean the North Sea Dragon Queen? The wedding banquet at the North Sea Dragon Palace was extremely grand. Why didn't you attend it?"
Mu Lin also felt a little regretful. "I suffered backlash from improper practice, so I had to postpone it." She couldn't see at the time, so how could she participate
"Oh, I see. You just asked us about dragon pregnancy... Why would I care about this?" Ao Xin was speechless. He thought about it carefully and said, "I only know that the mother dragon can be pregnant for a long time, at least hundreds of years. The dragon clan rarely intermarries with other clans. Giving birth is difficult in the first place, and it is even more difficult to marry with other clans... Uncle Mingye Long married an earth immortal, which is the first time in the dragon clan since the beginning of the world. No one knows how long the dragon pregnancy lasts."
"Will there be any danger?"
"You underestimate Uncle Mingye Long too much. If he can't even protect his wife, how can he possibly break through to the True Person level?"
Mu Lin asked in surprise: "Has the North Sea Dragon King made a breakthrough?" She had been in a cold war with her master for some time and had no idea what was happening outside.
"It's not long since the breakthrough, the whole fairy world should know about it. You Yingzhou are too isolated from the news!"
Mu Lin didn't want to talk to him. She was thinking about what gift to give to Ming Yi. "Is there Qi Tan Yu Xue Cao in the East China Sea?"
"Yes, but they are quite rare. There are only about ten or eight plants. They are all my father's favorites."
"Can I exchange two with the Dragon King of the East Sea?"
"He is in seclusion now. I am in charge of the East China Sea. What do you want to exchange for it?"
"I have various immortal medicinal materials, higher-grade elixirs, some immortal tools, and, oh, yes, there is also the white dragon horn that Master got from the secret realm. What are you interested in?"
"I'm not interested. You said you are an alchemist, and you want the Seven Tan Jade Snow Grass for alchemy?"
"I remember that your dragon clan has a kind of pregnancy-protecting elixir called Tan Xue Bao Ning Dan. I want to refine some and bring them to the North Sea Dragon Queen, but I don't have Qi Tan Yu Xue Cao, so I want to exchange some."
"I can give you the Seven Tan Jade Snow Grass, as long as you give me half of the pills you make."
"You really don't suffer any loss, Ao Xin. You only provide one herb, and you don't need to refine it. The other three herbs are as precious as the Seven Tan Jade Snow Grass."
"What do you want?"
"Friendship price, you pay 30% and I pay 70%."
"OK."
After a while, Mu Lin saw Ao Xin grabbing a few snow-white grasses and coming over. A rough count revealed that there were seven or eight of them.
Mu Lin's mouth twitched: "No need for so much..."
"If you pull them out, they won't survive if you plant them again. Just refine them once and for all."
"You didn't leave a few for the Dragon King of the East Sea?"
"I kept one that was average looking."