Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

As the two continued their back-and-forth conversation, they gradually forgot the passage of time.

At first, dusk was falling, but in just half an hour, the night sky had quietly been woven with dark silk.

A few bright stars peeked out first, followed by a bright moon that slowly rose, its clear light spreading and enveloping the entire back mountain of Guiyuan Sect in a soft halo.

The green bamboo outside the pavilion shimmered with a faint silver light under the moonlight, and the dewdrops condensed on the bamboo leaves reflected the moonlight, like scattered diamonds on the ground.

The Huai River flows gently, and the moon's reflection floats on its surface, swaying gently with the waves, as if even the river is listening to the discussions within the pavilion.

Lin Che and Li Qianmei remained seated cross-legged, the moonlight casting long shadows on the bluestone ground.

The shadows swayed gently with the occasional gestures of the two, intertwining with the bamboo shadows and moon shadows outside the pavilion, creating a tranquil and timeless scene.

Li Qianmei suddenly remembered something, took out two jade bottles from her storage ring, poured out two translucent white pills, and handed one to Lin Che.

"This is a mind-concentrating pill, which can help us stay clear-headed so as not to miss this opportunity to discuss the Dao."

Lin Che accepted the pill. When his fingertips touched it, he could feel the gentle spiritual energy within. He nodded his thanks and swallowed the pill.

The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and a cool sensation slid down his throat into his dantian, instantly dispelling some of his fatigue and making Lin Che's thoughts clearer.

"So, the Dao is not immutable?"

Li Qianmei pressed on, her eyes growing increasingly fervent.

"Just as in childhood, the Dao is a sweet candied hawthorn, in adulthood, the Dao is a heavy responsibility. After cultivation, the Dao is also a quest for understanding the universe?"

"Exactly."

Lin Che nodded, his gaze fixed on the bright moon outside the pavilion, his voice carrying a hint of melancholy.

“A hundred years ago, I thought the Dao was about defying fate and changing destiny, and I was willing to be an enemy of the entire Immortal Realm for it, but in the end I ended up being betrayed and abandoned by everyone.”

"Later, I went into seclusion in the back mountain of Guiyuan Sect, where I spent my days looking at bamboo, listening to water, and observing stars. I gradually came to understand that the Dao is not about striving, but about enlightenment."

"Understand the laws of all things, understand your own true nature, and understand the inclusiveness of heaven and earth. Just like the Huai River, it will never be angry because of the obstacles, but will only go around the obstacles and continue to move forward."

"It never skimps on what plants and trees take, but nourishes all things and brings life. Its way is to follow the natural flow and to nurture things silently."

The two chatted like this, from the everyday life of the mortal world to the sectarian conflicts in the immortal world, from the path of cultivators to tribulations to the growth and decay of plants.

As the night sky deepened and gradually turned white, the stars outside the pavilion quietly disappeared, and a faint pale light appeared on the eastern horizon.

Then it turned orange-red, and finally transformed into the dazzling morning sun, casting golden light through the gaps in the bamboo forest.

When the first ray of sunlight fell on Lin Che and Li Qianmei, the two finally stopped talking.

Li Qianmei raised her hand to rub her slightly sore shoulders, gazing at the bamboo leaves outside the pavilion, which were dyed golden by the morning sun, her eyes filled with understanding.

Lin Che picked up the teacup, which had long since gone cold, but did not drink it. Instead, he gazed at the morning sun reflected in the cup, lost in thought.

After a long while, Lin Che turned his head and looked at Li Qianmei, his tone calm and serious.

Regarding this third question, what is the Tao? I can only say at this time that the Tao is like thought. It has no fixed form.

"There is no unchanging answer; it lies hidden in everyone's heart, constantly changing and enriching with your experiences, your insights, and your choices." Upon hearing this, Li Qianmei's face lit up with a radiant smile, a smile more dazzling than the rising sun and gentler than the bright moon.

She stood up and bowed deeply to Lin Che, her movements respectful and sincere: "Thank you for clearing up my doubts, senior."

"I've noted down this third question. If you ever gain a deeper understanding of the Dao in the future, I hope you can let me know."

"From now on, Qianmei will no longer ask others about the questions of Heaven and the Way. After all, the best answer must ultimately be found by oneself."

Lin Che was taken aback upon hearing this, and subconsciously glanced at Li Qianmei. He saw determination and relief in her eyes, a clarity that came from having completely resolved his confusion.

Lin Che put one hand behind his back, pondered for a moment, and slowly nodded: "Okay. If one day I can find a more complete answer, I will definitely tell you."

As the words fell, the sound of bamboo rustling outside the pavilion rose again, the Huai River shimmered with golden light under the morning sun, and the copper bells on the eaves swayed gently in the morning breeze.

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The next morning, the golden rooster crows.

Li Qianmei personally poured Lin Che a cup of tea, a gentle expression appearing on her handsome face.

"I'm impressed. If you don't mind, may I call you Brother Lin Che?"

Lin Che did not refuse, "It's fine, whatever you like."

"As I thought, then let me play a tune on the flute for Brother Lin Che."

Li Qianmei looked at Lin Che, smiled gently, took the jade flute in her hand, and began to play it. The flute music rose slowly, gentle and elegant, clear and graceful, seeping into the heart and surrounding it, making people unable to help but be immersed in it.

The flute's melody contains a tranquil charm, like the everyday life of a village, or like a mountain stream, crystal clear and sweet, washing away the grime of the heart.

It's more like a seven-colored rainbow bridge, tightly connecting people's hearts and making the barriers between them disappear.

Feeling the tranquility and elegance in the flute music, Lin Che closed his eyes, as if he saw the woman playing the zither on Vermilion Bird Star, as if he saw the blind woman playing the zither in the Land of Demons and Spirits...

The flute music in my ears and the zither music in my heart intertwined and mingled, making it hard to distinguish between them.

After an unknown amount of time, the flute music gradually faded away, and Li Qianmei stood up.

She glanced at Lin Che, then turned and walked towards the entrance of the medicine academy. Just before stepping out, she paused, turned back, and smiled.

Just as that smile, so captivating, appeared, Lin Che opened his eyes.

"Brother Lin Che, there's a market and auction on the Penglai Continent that happens once every thirty years. Would you be interested in going?"

"Penglai Continent?"

"That's right, the Penglai Continent is extremely famous in the fifth-order star field, and this fame mostly comes from the Baoyu Sect!"

The Precious Jade Sect is the number one sect in the fifth-tier star domain. It boasts numerous cultivators, including many powerful and powerful monsters. Therefore, the continent where it resides is called Penglai, also known as the Penglai Wonderland.

"The area of ​​Penglai Continent far exceeds that of Moro, being dozens of times larger. From a distance, it is somewhat inappropriate to call Penglai a continent, as it is not a continent, but rather half a cultivation star!"
Within the Cloud Sea Starfield, cultivation stars are extremely rare, and only a few powerful sects can possess them.

Even the Precious Jade Sect wasn't qualified to occupy a complete cultivation star; they could only obtain this half! This half of the cultivation star was a gift from the Ninth-Rank Ghost Sect 20,000 years ago, because the Penglai Ancestor had rendered great service. (End of Chapter)