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Chapter 113: Up and Down the Mountain

The journey back to Qinghua Sect was smoother than expected.

He carried a dung pot and hid during the day and went out at night, fearing that someone would come out to steal the elixir.

In fact, he was worrying too much.

After the battle that day, almost all those who knew about the existence of the elixir died.

Even if he knew about the elixir, he was like a big cat and had no interest in it.

Without the elixir, maybe they would be better off!
After seven or eight days, Xu Shun finally returned to Qing Village.

Only after returning safely to Qinghua Sect did Xu Shun feel relieved.

"Boy, why are you back again!" Qinghua Jian was the first to notice Xu Shun's return, and he said, "Didn't you just go out?"

"Hey, how come you're already in the Dragon and Tiger stage!"

"And what are you holding in your hand? Shit?"

Xu Shun has been away for more than a month this time. For an old sword like the Qinghua Sword, it is almost like he has just gone out.

In such a short period of time, Xu Shun suddenly advanced from the eighth level of the Spiritual Divine Realm to the Dragon-Tiger Stage, which really shocked him.

What was even more shocking was that Xu Shun was holding a can of shit in his hand.

what happened?
Why did Xu Shun come back with shit?
"Where is my master?" Xu Shun dug a hole in the ground at the foot of the Qinghua Sect's mountain and threw the dung pot in, breaking it.

Then he broke off a branch and dug out a golden elixir from the pit.

The elixir is still the same elixir, and it has not changed color due to being soaked in feces, it just smells bad.

"You, your master, don't even know? How should I know? You actually learned to play with shit? Humans are indeed fickle creatures! Wait...what is that thing!" Qinghua Jian kept nagging as he watched Xu Shun digging shit.

He hadn't spoken to anyone for a month. As he was talking, he saw Xu Shun pull out a golden object.

"A magic pill!" said Xu Shun.

"There's this thing in the shit? Who did it?" Qinghua Jian was shocked.

"I put it in. It's a long story..." Xu Shun told him about his experiences during this period.

"I see, it's really interesting! You always encounter interesting things like this, next time you go out, call me!" Qinghua Sword said again: "Your master is not on the mountain, he went out."

"Where is the head of Lan Dai?"

"Go out too."

If you go out, it means you don’t know when you will be back.

Xu Shun scooped up stream water and washed the elixir, but after washing for a long time, the elixir still smelled bad.

So he said, "Who should I give this thing to?"

Qinghua Sword said as a matter of course: "Of course I give it to the mirror! Give it to the mirror, this thing can't be lost!"

After Xu Shun heard this, he bowed to the sky and said, "Please help, Jing Zun!"

A mirror-like light came down from the sky and covered the elixir, and the elixir disappeared without a trace.

"I will hand it over to the Master when he comes back!" Qinghua Jing's voice sounded in Xu Shun's heart.

Jingzun is still the most reliable one!
Xu Shun gave Qinghua Mirror a thumbs up.

All that's left is to wait, wait for Master Lan to come back.

So he returned to the courtyard.

The small courtyard where I have lived for twenty years feels like home.

"Ah? Senior Brother, you're back so soon?" Zi Su, who was practicing sword in the courtyard, was stunned when he suddenly saw Senior Brother Zi Cai pushing the door open.

Others, once they come down the mountain, don't come back for many years.

Zicai came down the mountain and came back a month later.

Brother, you went down the mountain too quickly.

"There was a little accident, so I came back." Xu Shun said as he looked at Zi Su who was practicing sword.

Zi Su was still practicing the Qinghua Sword Technique, but because of his lameness, the sword technique took on a different form in his hands.

"Senior brother, your cultivation has improved again!" Zi Su said with emotion as she felt the pressure from Xu Shun.

"It's just a coincidence." Xu Shun said, "It's not a good thing to improve your cultivation too quickly. This time, I came back to ask Master for advice just because of this."

Improving your cultivation too quickly is not a good thing. Senior Brother is in Versailles again!

Zi Su shook her head and said, "I haven't seen Master for a long time."

"I know! So I'll just wait!"

"I'm afraid you'll have to wait!" Zi Su said with a smile.

"Ha~" Xu Shun also laughed.

It is indeed difficult to meet their elusive master.

So Xu Shun began his daily practice in the mountains, practicing sword and reading.

Occasionally, I would spend some money to make elixirs and weapons.

Day after day, a month passed quickly.

He was waving the dragon-head sword in the woods behind the courtyard.

The small courtyard was no longer big enough for the two of them to practice sword skills, so as the senior brother, he made room for his junior brother and came to the woods.

As he danced with the sword, bursts of tiger roars appeared along with his sword skills, as if what he held in his hand was not a sword, but a tiger.

After years of hard practice, he has developed his own style in the Qinghua Sword Technique.

Sometimes it is like a fortress, only defending and not attacking; sometimes it is like a tiger, only attacking and not defending.

The practice in the mountains was very simple, and often made him feel that the things happening down the mountain were just like a dream.

Jia Dazi, Huang Danhui, Rat Face, Ox Face and Danxian, everything.

Very far, very far.

Only the sword with the tiger's roar in his hand reminded him that it was real.

Only the feeling of obstruction as if he was in water made him realize that he was already in the Dragon-Tiger Stage and that his cultivation was for killing people.

After killing Ma Zhiqiu and Wen Shen, his cultivation level also increased.

In the mountains, life is simple and happy. Day after day goes by so quickly that it seems like I can't even feel the passage of time.

Today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, all seem the same.

At the foot of the mountain, everything is chaotic and upsetting, but after one day, the world is completely different.

The world is full of ups and downs, and it makes people annoyed.

The mountain and the foot of the mountain are simply two different worlds.

In the end, which world is the real one?
Xu Shun sighed.

He probably understood why monks had to stay away from the secular world. Socializing in the secular world was like an indescribable pollution that constantly affected the monks.

Unless that person has a heart of stone and doesn't care about anything he sees.

Unless that person is Lan Daoren, all emotions can only affect him temporarily, but cannot affect his heart forever.

But Xu Shun does not have such a high level of cultivation.

When he sees human tragedy, he feels the same way and wants to do something about it.

When he saw children being surrounded and killed, he couldn't help but lend a helping hand.

When he saw someone going too far, he couldn't help but want to stop them.

He couldn't pretend he didn't see it, so his mind was disturbed by the influence of the world.

It made him feel terrible down the mountain.

No wonder, when Taoist Lan took him to travel around the world, every time they arrived at a place, they just passed by and never had any interaction with the locals.

Is this what spiritual practice is like?

Be a bystander, see it, but don't participate.

Everything in this world is just a passing moment.

He didn't know either. He was waiting for Lan Daoren to ask.

Spring came and summer went, and more than a year passed before Xu Shun met Taoist Lan.

This time, Taoist Lan was away for a very long time!
(End of this chapter)