Xiao Loumou chased after him angrily, "Why are you running away? I just said to go to Yatai City, do you want to go or not?"
"No, I don't have time." He Zhan said ruthlessly.
After these four words were thrown at him, Xiao Lou's resentment became even heavier.
After knowing He Zhan for so long, it is rare that he cares about anything particularly persistently. Apart from practicing day after day, he seems to not care about anything else at all.
Oh, there is another person he cares about. He goes out for training and becomes a childlike figure for more than four years.
For more than four years, Xiao Lou never received a message from Tong Yan, giving them a message or anything.
He thought to himself that this person was probably dead.
But looking at He Zhan's appearance now, does it mean that she suddenly committed suicide?
It's not necessarily true. He didn't receive the message, so he must still be dead!
Tong Yan would never have imagined that she was just lazy and thought there was no big deal so she had no one to contact. Four years later, Xiao Lou, an arrogant boy, would declare her death in his heart!
If Tong Yan knew about it, she would probably end the retreat immediately and unscrew this boy's Tianling Cap first!
When He Zhan came back, he went straight to the yard, but after entering the yard, he stopped again and sat down on a stone bench nearby.
In fact, he had just focused all his attention on the return of the person, and temporarily ignored Tong Yan's message that she had gone into seclusion.
When I walked into the courtyard and saw no one, I suddenly remembered this sentence and had to sit down leisurely.
But Xiao Lou didn't hear the message. When he saw him hurried back, he suddenly sat down when he got to the yard, and he suddenly looked puzzled.
"Why are you sitting down? Where is she? She probably hasn't come back yet."
"She is in seclusion." He Zhan's tone was as usual, but if you listen carefully, you can detect a hint of disappointment.
"Retreat as soon as you come back?" Xiao Lou frowned and said after thinking for a moment, "I heard that some kind of Taoism competition is about to begin. When she comes back this time, she will leave again within two days."
Listening to his words, He Zhan remained silent, turning the tea cup with one hand, his eyes seemed to be focused on it, and he didn't know what he was thinking about at the moment.
More than a month has passed since Tong Yan's retreat.
If you successfully reach the later stage of Dzogchen through cultivation, you can form elixirs at any time as long as the opportunity is right.
Therefore, the peak state in the later period is called the Half-Step Golden Elixir.
The self-isolated retreat finally ended, and Tong Yan washed up comfortably before leaving the room.
There was still no one in the yard, but there were signs that things had been moved, and He Zhan's door was ajar, which proved that he had been back.
He was still a half-grown boy before he left. I haven't seen him in the past five years, and I don't know how much he has grown.
It was still early and Tong Yan had nothing to do, but he suddenly felt free to take care of the plants in the yard.
All kinds of flowers and plants are growing in excellent condition. Apart from being a little fluffier than before she left, there are generally no changes.
After walking around, she felt deeply tired of aesthetics and decided to cut them.
Later in the evening, He Zhan and Xiao Lou came back.
Seeing the dead flowers and branches all over the yard, Xiao Lou was shocked and said, "There are flower pickers in the yard."
He Zhan seemed to glare at him and walked in faster.
It wasn't until he saw someone among the flowers that he stopped and called out softly.
"Sister Yan."
Hearing the sound, Tong Yan straightened up and looked back with a flower branch.
"Azhan? You're back so soon."
He Zhan's changes are not big, he still has deep facial features, blue eyes, and an exotic beauty. Now, his outline is just more mature and clearer than before.
Then he saw a young man who was half a head shorter than him step forward, put a hand on He Zhan's shoulder, looked at her with a meaningless smile, and said something strange in a strange voice.
"These flowers and plants are growing well, but why have they offended you and become like a dog gnawing on them?"
The young man's facial features are slightly delicate, and his face is as fair as grease. He doesn't give in to women, but he has a tall and straight figure and has a heroic look on his brows, so no one mistakes him for a woman.
Tong Yan looked at this person carefully and shouted uncertainly for a while: "Xiao Lou?"
"It's not who I am." Xiao Lou snorted softly and turned around to sit on a stone bench nearby.
Tong Yan was in a good mood and joked, "I wonder where this beautiful boy came from..."
Xiao Lou raised his chin slightly, with a look of pride on his face. "No need to praise, I know I'm good-looking."
After he finished speaking, Tong Yan slowly said the second half of the sentence.
"Who would have known that it turned out to be the kid who was causing trouble in my yard a few years ago."
Xiao Lou held half of his face with his palms, looked at the sky and forcefully explained: "I'm helping you take care of the yard!"
"What about the medicine field in my backyard?"
"weeding."
This is of course justified, and Tong Yan simply cannot refute it.
"You are right."
He Zhanjing listened for a moment, then stepped forward to tidy up the branches on the ground. After the two of them finished speaking, she asked, "Sister Yan, it's okay to go out for training. Have you encountered any danger?"
"With the master following you, no matter how dangerous it is, it won't be too dangerous." Tong Yan smiled, went back and continued pruning the flower branches in front of him, and said, "You have already established the foundation. After a while, you can also go out together to practice.
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"Not long after the foundation was established, I plan to go to this Taoist competition." He Zhan said.
"You also want to participate in the competition? Wouldn't it be too dangerous to participate in the competition just after building the foundation?"
Another rule of the competition is that everyone who competes only cares about victory or defeat, not life or death.
Death and injury are extremely normal here. Without any self-confidence or life-saving means, most people will not sign up.
So although you can sign up as long as you build the foundation, in fact, you have to be at least in the middle stage of foundation building to be able to play.
He Zhan: "I'm just going to have a look and experience it. I may not necessarily participate in the competition."
He Zhan planned to go, so Xiao Lou naturally had no reason to stay with the sect and immediately stated that he would also go with the sect's team.
In fact, most of the monks who go to Luoshan are not here to participate in the competition, but to join in the fun.
After all, it is rare for elite disciples from various sects to gather together to learn from each other.
If you witness the rise of a certain monk by the way, and who wins the first place by passing the test, you will be able to talk about it with everyone in the next hundred years, no matter how you look at it.
Another thing is to watch more fights between masters. If you can learn a little bit from them, you will definitely benefit a lot and it will be a worthwhile trip.
So when they said they wanted to go, Tong Yan still agreed in his heart.
Time slipped away quietly while the three of them were taking care of the flowers and plants and chatting.
In the next few days, because He Zhan and the others were busy practicing every day, one left early and returned late, and the other had moved out of Luo Huafeng. The three of them rarely got together.
With a cup of tea, an elderly chair, occasional reading, and some sleep, Tong Yan was able to enjoy a rare leisurely elderly life.
After establishing the foundation, she could go without eating for a long time, so when she felt lazy, she would either not eat, or wait for He Zhan to come back and ask him to cook.
What is worthy of praise is that He Zhan's cooking skills have improved and he knows more tricks than himself.
It seemed that in the past few years, it wasn't that the food in the sect cafeteria had deteriorated in taste and he couldn't bear to cook it himself, or that the outer gate was too far away and he was too lazy to eat there.
Under the pear tree, Tong Yan opened the book and clasped it on his face, closed his eyes and fell asleep, smelling the faint fragrance at the tip of his nose, thinking that he should have a good dream.
I don’t know how long it took, but someone seemed to have entered the yard and sat down next to it.
But her consciousness was a little groggy at the time and she didn't want to wake up to see who was coming. Then she quickly ignored the person and fell asleep on her own.