Hanging Mountain, outside the mountain gate.

After receiving an extremely positive answer, Su Qixiu was particularly satisfied with this trip to Xuankong Temple.

It's like you can't be moved by affection, you can't like a pretty girl.

What if it's not true?

After returning to secular life, won't you be able to be yourself again, regain your emotions, and fall in love with beautiful girls?

After leaving the Xuankong Temple with her maids and attendants, Su Qixiu couldn't help laughing when she thought of Ji Qiu's answer.

The little monk's words are just like this.

Although it wasn't what Su Qixiu wanted to hear the most, it wasn't bad.

In the moment of happiness, Su Qixiu's indifferent expression in front of outsiders finally revealed a flaw.

What she didn't know was that in the past three years, due to the close relationship between the two, things about her and Ji Qiu had been revealed by the accompanying attendants.

For a princess who is almost no one in the palace and is not considered favored, and who can be said to be a beautiful and fragrant princess, this is undoubtedly the best goal for the ministers to marry their descendants.

Such a woman fell in love with a monk in the temple?

If this kind of news got out, you can imagine how big a shock it would cause.

In addition, there was almost no one around Su Qixiu who could be trusted. Paper could not contain the fire, and the news was doomed to be leaked.

Behind the calm, there may have been an undercurrent.

...

Xuankong Temple, among other courtyards on the mountainside.

Jingming looked at the disciple in front of him with an incomprehensible expression.

Bringing this disciple back to the mountain ten years ago was the most correct thing Jingming felt he had done in his life.

This child is truly a genius that has never been seen before. Not only is his talent in martial arts far superior to his own, but the most exaggerated thing is that, according to Master Awakening of the Sutra Pavilion, he will also inherit the long-lost sect inheritance.

Come back after completing it!

Thinking of the master whose complexion has become more and more rosy and whose cultivation has become more and more unfathomable in recent years, Jingming feels shocked and unbelievable every moment.

But what followed was a deep sense of relief.

After all, for a teacher, it is the greatest blessing in the world to be able to see the disciples he has brought out with his own hands, who are better than others.

But some things really give Jingming a headache and she doesn't know how to deal with them.

Just like today.

"Zhenru, have you gone to see the female donor again?"

The moon-white monk's robe on his body was stained by the slight rain and was slightly wet.

Ji Qiu returned to this mountainside monastery and was about to put on a new set of monk robes when he saw that Master Jingming did not go to chant sutras today, but came here to wait for him. He couldn't help but stop.

Hearing the complicated question in the master's tone in front of him, Ji Qiu understood clearly and answered calmly:

"Yes, Master."

Seeing the calm expression of the disciple in front of him, and not feeling anything wrong at all, Master Jingming opened his mouth and frowned a little:

"Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. As a monk, you cannot be involved in any matters of love or affection."

"Zhenru, although you now have innate abilities in martial arts that far surpass those of a teacher, there are still some things that a teacher and a poor monk should say to you, but I still have to say them to you."

"I know that you have reached the age of throbbing, but you have to think about it carefully, are you approaching that woman because of your own desires or true love?"

"If it is desire, I would advise you to give it up as soon as possible. As time goes by, the skin will eventually grow old. In the end, it will be nothing more than a handful of loess and a handful of clean ashes. They are all vain."

"Do you understand this?"

"You are the most outstanding disciple of our Xuankong Temple over the years, whether it is in martial arts practice or Zen enlightenment."

"So as your master, I cannot let you take detours."

Jingming’s words can be said to be serious and thoughtful.

But he couldn't affect Ji Qiu at all.

Two lives of experience, one life of simulation, one life of reincarnation, Ji Qiu can see these things much more clearly than Jingming.

He knew that Jingming was really doing it for his own good, so he would not disobey this master who devoted himself to Buddhism.

But this does not mean that he will follow Jingming's wishes.

As Jing Ming spoke, the little Yuebai monk in front of him clasped his palms together and responded softly:

"Master said, a disciple's heart is like a bright mirror."

"Please rest assured, as a true disciple, I will definitely abide by the rules and precepts and not touch the world at all."

"As long as I am still in the temple, this is my promise to you."

Having said this, Ji Qiu's eyes were bright, and he looked at Jingming openly and calmly.

Seeing this, Jingming was stunned, obviously not expecting Ji Qiu to reply to him like this.

This was caught off guard, and all the words he was about to spit out were immediately suppressed in his throat. After a while, he regained consciousness, coughed twice, and said a little strangely:

"If you can understand, nature is best."

"I am a teacher who has been here before. This is just a romantic tribulation on your way to practice. Just look away and don't take it too seriously."

"Go ahead."

After Jingming finished speaking, there was nothing more to say, so he could only end the topic and end it hastily.

Sitting under the bodhi tree in the other courtyard, he looked at the disciple as if nothing had happened. He just excused himself and went straight to the room. After Jingming thought for a long time, he still felt that something was wrong.

But he couldn't find a problem.

Really strange.

...

Three days later.

Ji Qiu, who was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, carried a small package on his back and walked from the mountain gate of Xuankong Temple to the outside world.

Ji Qiu, who has stayed in Xuankong Temple for eleven years, has only been active at the foot of the mountain.

This time I went down the mountain, firstly because I had a bottleneck in my practice, so I was ready to look for opportunities to see if I could make any progress.

The second is to hope to find fire-attributed spiritual objects or elixirs to make up for the shortfall in Su Qixiu's lunar body, so that she will not end up with the same fate again.

Before leaving, Ji Qiu had already said hello to the abbot of Xuankong Temple, Suo Wu and master Jingming. He also told Su Qixiu the news after meeting her last time, so it would not be a big deal.

hinder.

At the foot of the mountain, looking at the endless stream of people coming to worship Buddha and burn incense, Ji Qiu breathed in the smoke of fireworks and decided on the first stop.

He planned to go back to the small mountain village where he started to have a look.

Although the father of this body sold himself, he still has some spare energy and can help the impoverished family, which can be regarded as fulfilling his last good deed.

Thinking in his mind, Ji Qiu activated his spiritual energy and used an excellent martial art in the Xuankong Temple, the skill of crossing the river with a reed, and rushed towards the place in his memory, leaving only an afterimage in the place.

It has long since disappeared.

[14 years old: You have solved all the trivial matters and are ready to go down the mountain to experience. This time you are going to return to your home a long time ago, and you will end your last mortal relationship, and you will have no worries from now on. 】

[This is the first time you have entered the secular world. The vast rivers and lakes in front of you are extremely dangerous, with murderous intentions hidden everywhere, but for you who have reached the top of your cultivation, it is nothing more than mediocrity. 】
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