At this time, three days had passed since Gu Sanyue came down the mountain. She changed out of the tattered clothes she was wearing and put on a long hemp-green cloth dress. The scar on her forehead was almost healed, with only some blood left. Scab, the whole person's energy and spirit seem to have become much better.
However, from this look, Gu Sanyue has a pair of curved eyebrows, a pair of narrow and sharp willow eyes, a small nose, red lips, and a flush on his cheeks after a busy day, which shows that He was slightly sweating, but he looked quite elegant and generous. It's just that her hair is disheveled, but she looks a little undignified. In Xu Huaigu's eyes, she can't help but chuckle inwardly.
What Xu Huaigu laughed at was the reason why her hair was disheveled. It was because he confiscated Gu Sanyue's wooden hairpin and comb that she became like this.
When Gu Sanyue saw Xu Huaigu, he jumped up suddenly like a mouse frightened by a cat. He hurriedly invited Xu Huaigu in, poured out the remaining layer of tea stains in the teapot, and refilled it for him. A new pot of water for tea.
Xu Huaigu watched her finish all this, then nervously sat down opposite him, looking around, not daring to glance at him, and couldn't help but feel funny in his heart.
It turns out that someone who has been searching alone for eight years for a loved one will sometimes panic and not look so brave.
Xu Huaigu fiddled with the broken silver on the table and asked quietly, "I asked you to go back to Dongping Town. Why did you open a tea shop here?"
Gu Sanyue couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he could only whisper carefully: "I went to Dongping Town to see it. It is an ordinary town with no opportunities to make money. Didn't you say that I should bear the responsibility of living in Xicheng by myself? What about the living expenses? I passed through Xicheng once, and staying in an inn there cost at least two taels of silver for one night, which is definitely not something you can earn in Dongping Town."
"I was thinking about it. The steps up to the Fuyao Sect are so long. I almost died of thirst on the way there. I thought there was a shortage of tea shop here, so I figured it would definitely make money, so I opened it."
"But at the disciples' place at the foot of the mountain, you still have to pay a fee of one hundred taels of silver for going up the mountain. It's just that I haven't gone down since I went up the mountain. I've been there for three days. I made such a simple tea with some little skills. Shop, one day, I can earn one or two hundred taels of silver! It will definitely not be a problem to survive for a few months in Xicheng."
She asked with some fear: "This shouldn't be considered a violation of your requirements, right?"
Xu Huaigu laughed loudly and said, "No, no, I was just thinking about what you could do in Dongping Town, but I didn't expect you to come here. I can't tell you have a lot of ideas."
Xu Huaigu couldn't help but remember that night in Binxi City. He, Li Zi, and Sun Xiang set up a stall under the sycamore tree to make money by telling fortunes. As a result, not only did he earn nothing, but he also got caught in a heavy rain. After looking after March, after a day of hard work, he only had more than a hundred taels of silver. This woman was quite smart.
But he would not tell such embarrassing past events. After all, he is still someone's guide. How can he do it without a sense of solemnity and majesty?
Gu Sanyue breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xu Huaigu laughing. She was afraid that Xu Huaigu would think that she was being opportunistic, but now she was finally relieved. But when she thought about it, she suddenly felt that he was quite approachable, so she also grinned, revealing a row of small teeth.
Xu Huaigu casually returned her wooden comb and hairpin to her. Gu Sanyue immediately took it and combed the three thousand black hair with some embarrassment. Then he firmly fastened the wooden hairpin up and made a peony-shaped hairdo. Bun.
The tea was quickly cooked. Gu Sanyue poured a cup for Xu Huaigu. Xu Huaigu held the edge of the bowl and took a sip. Suddenly, the delicate fragrance of tea poured into his lips and tongue. He couldn't help but admired: "Good tea." , I drank a bowl in such a hurry before that I didn’t taste the taste.”
Gu Sanyue smiled and said: "I know a little about this tea ceremony. The tea you drank before must have been cold tea, so you can't taste much of it. In fact, the guests who come here to drink tea just want to quench their thirst. Two sips are enough. Haiwan, no one would taste tea carefully."
"As the saying goes, good water makes good tea. I picked this water from a spring three miles away. After all, it is close to Fuyao Sect. The spring water is naturally excellent water, so although the tea is ordinary tea, it tastes extremely good. Extraordinary."
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But he turned around and said, "It's just that one person tasted it. She should be a person who knows tea very well. She said that my tea was delicious, and she said that her name was Yan Ruoli and she was from Xicheng. , and asked me to go to Xicheng to play with her when I have time."
Xu Huaigu frowned slightly, the name Yan Ruoli again? First he seemed familiar in front of Gu Sanyue, and then he appeared in front of himself. It didn't seem like a coincidence. And her temperament is not like that of ordinary people. Could it be that she is being targeted?
Xu Huaigu was still deep in thought, but Gu Sanyue looked at him quietly, with some thoughts in his mind. He felt that this man was quite young and handsome, much better looking than Jiang Yanglin.
But as soon as she had this idea, she immediately woke up and stopped thinking about it.
She knew that those great monks had the ability to change their appearance, and seeing that Xu Huaigu was calm in everything he did and had a high status in the Fuyao Sect, he must be at a very high level and must have been practicing for a long time. So even though he looks like a young man in his twenties, he is actually in his seventies or eighties.
Gu Sanyue imagined how he looked with gray hair and unkempt beard, and found it very funny.
Xu Huaigu rolled his eyes at her and said inexplicably: "Why are you laughing?"
Gu Sanyule quickly put away his smile and said seriously: "It's nothing, I just feel that I have made so much money and I am very happy."
Xu Huaigu was doubtful, which made Gu Sanyue blush a little. He quickly changed the subject and said, "Xianchang Xu, where should we go next?"
Xu Huaigu still wasn't used to being called an immortal, so he said a little unnaturally: "Put the money away first, and we won't stop at Fuyao Sect. We will leave for Xicheng immediately, and then I will take you away from East Fuyao Island."
Gu Sanyue was stunned and said, "Leave Dong Fuyao Island? Why? Where to go?"
Xu Huaigu glanced at her and said, "Why, are you still unwilling to leave East Fuyao Island?"
Gu Sanyue was glanced at by Xu Huaigu, and he was immediately discouraged and said: "As long as the immortal teaches me how to practice, I will go wherever the immortal goes."
Xu Huaigu nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's right. People on the mountain respect their teachers the most. To go up the mountain, you must first cut off the worldly ties. Fortunately, you don't have any relatives anymore, otherwise you will be sad again. From now on From now on, I will be your guide, but not your master. My own knowledge and knowledge are not at that level, so I will mislead you. Besides, I have no method to teach you, so you may only be able to be a pure martial artist. "
Gu Sanyue stared curiously, and asked several more questions: "What is the Dharma, and what is the martial arts?"
After Xu Huaigu drank the last sip of tea, he stood up slowly and said, "It's getting late. Let's get up and hurry up. I'll talk to you in detail on the way."
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Walking down the mountain, Gu Sanyue hurriedly took a bag and pulled all the broken silver on the table into it, making a series of crackling sounds, like firecrackers set off during the New Year.
Xu Huaigu thought about the year when Deng Zhiyuan taught him the Dharma and told him about the appearance of the spiritual practice world. Unexpectedly, ten years passed quickly and he had reached the age of leading others to practice.
Time makes people grow old, Xu Huaigu sighed unconsciously.
He woke up with a start, he was only nineteen years old, how could he express such an old-fashioned emotion? Really confused.
He quickly shook his head to get rid of these messy emotions, and then heard Gu Sanyue put away the money, carried the heavy bag, and ran towards Xu Huaigu in three or two steps, while saying breathlessly: "Immortal Chief, Wait for me!"
Xu Huaigu didn't wait for her and kept walking forward until Gu Sanyue ran to him and asked him curiously: "Exian, you haven't answered my question yet."
Xu Huaigu then said eloquently: "Then you should listen carefully. It is said that the path of cultivation can be roughly divided into two types: monks and warriors. Both monks and warriors have twelve realms. Above twelve realms, that is ascension. He has reached the realm, ascended to the immortal world, and ranked among the immortals."
"There are many types of monks. There are sword cultivators who wield swords, ghost cultivators who make ghosts, demon cultivators who practice demons, Taoist priests who practice Taoism, and talisman masters who draw talismans. But the way of a monk requires a method to guide the way. Only by passing the technique can you reach a certain level and enter the path of spiritual practice. What monks practice is heaven and earth.
Spiritual energy is needed to cast spells and talismans. If the spiritual energy is exhausted, you will be no different from ordinary people. "
"But martial arts are different. What martial artists cultivate is a breath of true energy. They use the human body as a tempering ground and use the true energy to water the body. A high-level martial artist can be invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and invulnerable to a hundred poisons. A fist can break mountains and cut off rivers and lakes. Moreover, a martial artist does not need a method to enter a realm. He only needs to break his courage. However, if a martial artist wants to improve his realm, unlike the monks who practice pure cultivation, they can only rely on fighting for their lives one battle at a time. Fighting, looking for opportunities to break through on the thin line between life and death, will be very hard."
Xu Huaigu smiled maliciously and said: "Besides, my situation is a bit special, and I have no method to teach you. If you buy it outside, you can only buy a very low-level method, which has basically no future, and it will be very expensive. You earn If you don’t have the money, there’s no reason for me to buy it for you. So, are you willing to be a martial artist?”
Gu Sanyue was stunned for a moment, thinking that you had already said that, why did you still ask ***? Aren't you all arranged?
Gu Sanyue asked with a dark face, "Which one is more powerful, a martial artist or a monk?"
"Except for the skills and some geniuses of the same realm, they are of course equally powerful. Warriors focus on close combat, while monks focus on long-range spells. Each has its own strengths. As long as you use your strengths to attack their weaknesses, you will have the upper hand. "
Gu Sanyue thought about it for a while, but still had no idea. He asked worriedly: "As a martial artist, will my body become covered with muscles and become particularly ferocious?"
Xu Huaigu thought about the eunuch Wufu who guarded the Xingqing prison and Chen Shaochun, the county magistrate of Baihai. After thinking for a while, he said uncertainly: "Probably not. I have never heard of such a truth."
When Gu Sanyue heard this, he became anxious and said: "How can you be so uncertain? How reliable are you? What if I gain muscles like a martial artist? I'm still a woman!"
Xu Huaigu touched his head and didn't know how to answer, so he hurriedly walked away. Gu Sanyue hesitated for a moment, but still ran to follow.
