Arhats Subduing Demons: Starting with The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber

With Yun Changkong's exceptional skills, how could he be hit? He swayed and pulled Yilin to the corner of the wall.

With a "thud," a hidden arrow was embedded in the wall.

A clear voice came from outside the window: "Master Yun, what a refined taste you have!"

Yi Lin recognized the woman's voice and her heart pounded. Yun Changkong, however, remained calm and patted her hand gently, saying, "It's alright."

Yilin immediately calmed down. Yun Changkong opened the door and saw a white figure standing prominently on the wall.

Under the starlight, a person appeared, dressed in flowing white robes, exquisitely beautiful, with a cold expression. Who else could it be but Ren Yingying?

Yun Changkong stepped out, and Yilin followed. After all, she was very naive and felt that she and Yun Changkong were completely innocent, so she didn't have much to worry about.

The three stared at each other, silent and motionless.

The soft moonlight shone down, and Ren Yingying, ethereal and graceful, seemed like a fairy on the water, perched atop the high-class wall. Yun Changkong, his eyes gleaming and a smile on his face, watched as Yilin, exceptionally beautiful but with slightly listless dark eyes and a touch of melancholy on her lovely face, gazed up at Ren Yingying.

After a moment, Ren Yingying broke the silence and said, "No wonder you, Hero Yun, didn't even have time to eat at the banquet, but insisted on eating a bowl of noodles from someone else. It was truly delicious!"

Yilin understood the meaning and quickly said, "I am a nun, and nuns do not care about beauty or ugliness."

Ren Yingying raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "I said you're beautiful, so what? You have a problem with that?"

When Ren Yingying saw Yun Changkong and Yilin standing side by side, she had to admit that Yilin was a stunningly beautiful woman, with a delicate and melodious voice like a nightingale singing in a secluded valley. Although one was a laywoman and the other a nun, Yilin was exceptionally beautiful and her appearance was radiant.

Although Ren Yingying didn't feel ashamed of her appearance, she did feel that she and the handsome Yun Changkong were indeed a perfect match.

But it also left her heart in turmoil. She couldn't tell whether it was jealousy or hatred. She felt empty and cold in her chest and suppressed the urge to burst into tears.

Regardless, she was the Holy Maiden of the Sun Moon Cult; she could not show weakness, and she had to command respect.

Upon hearing this, Yilin was dumbfounded. She never expected that there was such an arrogant woman in the world. How could she decide whether someone was beautiful or not?
Yun Changkong smiled and said, "What wind brought Miss Ren here?"

Ren Yingying sneered, "What, you're up to no good, aren't you? Too bad I came here walking!"

Seeing her cold and indifferent expression, Yun Changkong could not discern her thoughts at all, so he nodded and said, "You flatter me. Surely a dignified Holy Maiden wouldn't be so bored?"

Yilin suddenly blurted out, "You...you are the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect?"

Ren Yingying snorted.

Yilin's eyes lit up, and she whispered, "So it really is you. You're so beautiful."

She had never met the Holy Maiden, but had often heard rumors about her and Linghu Chong. However, she was innocent and naive and did not harbor any ill will towards Ren Yingying. On the contrary, she felt a sense of kinship with her, which is why she blurted out that she was beautiful.

After all, she felt that this was the kind of person who was worthy of Brother Linghu.

Ren Yingying was initially angry with Yilin, feeling that it was shameless for a nun to be having an affair with Yun Changkong.

Seeing Yilin's beautiful, innocent smile, he couldn't bear to speak coldly to her. He paused for a moment, then said coldly to Yun Changkong, "The phoenix has only been gone a few days, and you've already acted so recklessly, even provoking nuns?"

Yilin blushed, too embarrassed to speak, and quickly lowered her head, turning and going into the house.

Yun Changkong said, "Do you remember when we first met, you said I was dissolute, frivolous and despicable? Did I ever deny it?"
"Isn't this exactly what I'm doing? What does it have to do with a phoenix? You're really meddling."

These were Ren Yingying's words to Yun Changkong in Green Bamboo Lane, and Ren Yingying didn't know whether to be happy or angry at this moment. This was Yun Changkong—shameless yet so upright.

He has always presented himself in this image, and he has never claimed to be a gentleman, so what can be done?
Ren Yingying was slightly taken aback and said, "Phoenix has followed you, humph, it's time to break up with her."

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "You didn't come here just to stand up for Phoenix, did you?"

Ren Yingying's tone turned serious as she said, "I have no time for such things. It's your master who's in such a hurry to leave, without even mentioning your words. Should we relay them back to Blackwood Cliff?"

Yun Changkong said, "Haven't you come to a conclusion?"

Ren Yingying said, "My father said there are some things we need to ask clearly, so that someone doesn't think we're taking advantage of you."

Yun Changkong said, "Ask away!"

Ren Yingying said, "What, are you so reluctant to leave that you have to say it here?"

Yun Changkong agreed. It was better to discuss matters related to the Demonic Sect in a secluded place. He nodded and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go talk to Yilin and be right back." He had already entered the house.

When Yilin saw Yun Changkong enter, her face flushed and she lowered her head.

Yun Changkong said, "I'll accompany the Holy Maiden out for a bit. You should get some rest."

Yilin said, "Okay."

Yun Changkong sighed and said, "Alas, I really can't bear to part with it." He turned and went out, gently closing the door behind him.

Ren Yingying looked at his actions, her eyes filled with no resentment, only an indescribable sadness, because he seemed to be so considerate to every woman.

No, I don't care that much about myself!
I never said those words!

As Ren Yingying pondered, she saw Yun Changkong turn around and look at her. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away. Her snow-white dress fluttered in the wind, and she disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yun Changkong thought to himself, "A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea; she doesn't even know how to be jealous." He turned and followed after her.

The two soon arrived at the West Lake. The moonlight was like water, and the shadows of the trees were heavy. Ren Yingying slowed her pace, let out a long breath, and said, "Young Master Yun, such a beautiful scene, do you have any good lines to write about it?"

Yun Changkong smiled calmly and said, "The full moon is as white as a mirror, reflecting the beauty of the fair lady."

Ren Yingying was delighted to hear that she had compared herself to the full moon, and laughed, "If Chang'e heard you say that, she might ruin my fortune and I won't live much longer."

Yun Changkong shook his head repeatedly and said, "That's impossible. She must be hoping that you will have boundless happiness and longevity."

Ren Yingying asked, "Why?"

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "Think about it, someone as beautiful as you, with your charm and grace, would make all the beauties in the world pale in comparison. If you were to die now, you would surely overshadow them all in heaven."

As long as you're a woman, regardless of whether you're a female immortal or a female celestial being, you value appearance. How could you allow this situation to happen? All you can do is perform rituals to wish you eternal immortal bliss and a lifespan as long as heaven.

He was a charming and erudite man, and whether it was true or not, he always showered women with sweet words.

Even the once aloof and arrogant woman in yellow was completely charmed by him, which speaks volumes.

Ren Yingying was secretly delighted, but she scoffed, "You're so glib, I just don't know which of your words are true and which are false."

Yun Changkong laughed it off.

Ren Yingying sighed again and said, "Yes, compared to dying of old age, I would rather die while I am still young, so that I can leave behind something beautiful."

Yun Changkong shook his head and said, "No, no. A beauty like you will have a different spirit at every age. You are fresh and bright now. At thirty, you will be full of beauty and have a natural charm. At forty, you will be graceful and elegant with a refined and elegant demeanor. At fifty, you will be elegant and graceful with a graceful bearing. In short, even if you become an old woman, you will still be graceful and dignified. You must believe me!"

Yun Changkong is very experienced; after all, the Purple-Robed Dragon King was just like that. At fifty years old, she was no less capable than Zhao Min or Zhou Zhiruo, so Ren Yingying could naturally do the same.

Ren Yingying sneered, "With your sweet talk, it's no wonder that even a Buddhist nun has fallen for you."

Yun Changkong snorted, "Since you came early, you should know this isn't my fault. It's all because of Linghu Chong. Damn it, that kid really got lucky. I'm the one who saved the little nun, so why isn't she getting thinner and thinner because of me?"

Ren Yingying chuckled and said, "So you're jealous?"

Yun Changkong said, "How could I possibly eat all that? I just wanted to help people out of their suffering, that's all!"

Ren Yingying blushed, stopped talking, turned around, and looked into the distance from the lake shore.

Yun Changkong also stopped in his tracks.

A gentle breeze murmured, the lake shimmered, and it seemed as if only the two of them remained in the world.

After a long pause, Ren Yingying said, "My father wants to ask you, what is the secret of the so-called Sunflower Manual?"

Yun Changkong was taken aback and said, "Did your father tell you to ask me this?"

Ren Yingying glared at him fiercely and said, "You think I lied to you? That I deliberately came to meet you?"

Yun Changkong shook his head and said, "I understand. Tell him that I can't tell you this."

Yun Changkong naturally knew that he had sent Bao Dachu to deliver a message that Dongfang Bubai was not coming, and that he intended to reveal the secret of the Sunflower Manual to the martial arts world. Ren Woxing was well aware of the saying, "To practice this divine skill, one must first castrate oneself." If this were to be revealed, wouldn't the prestigious Sun Moon Sect be ridiculed for using such a martial art as its most prized possession?

His intention to reinstate the leader of the cult is a matter that cannot be ignored.

He told his daughter to ask Yun Changkong directly. If Yun Changkong answered directly, it meant he didn't know. If he didn't tell his daughter, it meant he did know.

Ren Yingying then asked, "So, should we pass this message on to Dongfang Bubai?"

Yun Changkong said, "Whatever. I'll stay in Hangzhou for a month. If Dongfang Bubai comes, I'll fight him. If he doesn't come, it doesn't matter."

"Doesn't matter?" Ren Yingying turned around, stared at him, and said, "In your eyes, what matters? You say you value beautiful women, and you also say I am a beautiful woman, but why don't I see you valuing me? Why didn't you say a word to me about what you said to that little nun?"

As she spoke, she gently bit her lower lip, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. She slowly lowered her head, no longer daring to look directly at Yun Changkong.

Seeing this, Yun Changkong felt very guilty and sighed, "It's different..."

Ren Yingying suddenly looked up angrily and said, "How is it different?"

Yun Changkong frowned and said, "Where does your anger come from? I don't understand."

Ren Yingying stared at him, her expression utterly bewildered. After a long while, she sighed and said, "I once wanted to kill you, why didn't you kill me?"

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "If I were to encounter someone as heartless, ungrateful, and lustful as me, I would kill them all."

If you want to kill me, isn't that perfectly reasonable?

Besides, many people want to kill me, but have I managed to kill them all? What's the point of asking why?

Ren Yingying said, "Then why should I kill you?"

Yun Changkong said, "Isn't it because I've damaged your reputation?"

Ren Yingying glared at her angrily and said hatefully, "So you knew that you had tarnished my reputation. All the good I've done for you has been for nothing, but you've never understood. Whether it's Zuo Lengchan or Yang Lianting, they spread rumors about me. Humph, I never thought of killing you."

"I only said I wanted to kill you after I met you!"

At this point, Ren Yingying bit her red lips with her delicate teeth, and her voice suddenly softened, as if she were talking in a dream: "Why did you force me to say it before you would stop? I sent word to the martial arts world that I wanted to kill you, because I wanted you to never leave me and to stay with me forever."

Yun Changkong saw the moonlight shining on Ren Yingying's face, adding a touch of holy radiance.

Under the beautiful moonlight, a girl as beautiful as a fairy confided her secrets to him, and this was something Yun Changkong knew well.

There was a time when I thought about the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect's confession to the disciples of Mount Hua.

At this moment, the longing of many years ago has become a reality, and Yun Changkong couldn't help but feel elated.

But when this actually happened, he didn't feel much joy, but rather immense pressure.

Yun Changkong slowly sat down.

It's important to know that Ren Yingying is different from Yilin, Lan Fenghuang, and Yue Lingshan.

Given Yun Changkong's current state of mind, his interest in Lan Fenghuang stems from two main reasons: firstly, she is the leader of a sect and also uses poison, which greatly interests him; secondly, she doesn't have a sweetheart.

Yilin, on the other hand, redeemed countless sins before Buddha for someone she could not have. How she treated her was just a way for her to pass the time, but for Yilin, it was also a good deed.

But Ren Yingying and Linghu Chong were originally in love, their music harmonizing perfectly. Linghu Chong accepted this love, and then she suddenly disappeared, leaving him uneasy. This wasn't just about easing his worries; he probably felt guilty.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ren Yingying remained silent for a moment, then suddenly exhaled and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you... look down on me?"

Yun Changkong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and said, "No, no!"

Ren Yingying brushed a strand of hair aside with her finger and said, "No, I don't believe you can't feel my feelings for you, but why are you unmoved? Don't you just want me to take the initiative? Aren't you satisfied yet?"

Yun Changkong was surprised by her words and pondered, "So you're just being stubborn with me, or trying to win against someone. There's no need for that."

"No need?" Ren Yingying said, both ashamed and angry. "What do I lack compared to that nun?"

Yun Changkong knew that she was proud and arrogant, and always wanted to be the best. Seeing her half-shy and half-angry, her face as red as rouge and her beauty as lovely as a begonia, he found her extremely charming and thought it was very interesting. He said, "A woman as clever and beautiful as you is hard to find in the world. Who can compare to you? Who wouldn't love you?"

Ren Yingying snorted: "You're just a liar, you...you..."

Yun Changkong shook his head, stood up, and said, "Nothing in this world has an effect without a cause. Just because you can't see something doesn't mean it doesn't exist, and just because you see it isn't necessarily true. What does the Holy Maiden think?" Ren Yingying's lips trembled: "You still call me Holy Maiden? Do you have to be so distant with me?"

Yun Changkong sighed, "If I were to not treat you with the same distance as you at this moment and instead regard you as my woman, that would be contrary to the way of humanity."

Ren Yingying's face flushed. Thinking of his past affair with Lan Fenghuang, and his words about wanting her body, she muttered, "He's clearly a hero, yet he insists on acting like a lewd man!"

Yun Changkong said, "If heroes and valiant men didn't engage in the despicable acts you speak of, how could you exist?"

Ren Yingying was annoyed and said coldly, "I'm telling you this not because I want to do anything with you, but because I, Ren Yingying, am bold and decisive. I have feelings for you, so I have to tell you, not because I want to marry you. Do you understand?"

"Where do you think the water of West Lake will flow to?"

Yun Changkong's words came out of nowhere, his voice deep and magnetic, devoid of any emotion.

Ren Yingying said, "The Qiantang River!"
Yun Changkong asked, "Where does the Qiantang River flow to next?"

Ren Yingying spat and said, "Do you take me for an ignorant woman? Do I even need to ask if the river flows into the sea?"

Yun Changkong chuckled and said, "Yes, you've always had a question, that you think I seem to lack ambition."

But do you understand that although the waters of rivers flow slowly, they eventually reach the sea? As for me, I am like rootless water, not knowing where I came from, nor where I am going.

Upon hearing this, Ren Yingying couldn't help but wonder, "Yes, why is he so dejected after achieving such early success?"

During this time, she had been living a secluded life at Plum Manor, enjoying the pleasures of a hermit. She said, "What do you mean by 'water without roots'? If you don't like the martial world, we can just go into seclusion. Playing the zither and flute is just fine too."

Yun Changkong turned to look at him, his tone unhurried: "I've told you before, I haven't been able to fulfill my filial duties to my parents, nor have I been able to spend time with my beloved wife. It's not that I'm heartless or ungrateful, but rather that I was powerless to help myself. This powerlessness!" He pointed to the sky: "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are separated by the Milky Way, yet they can still reunite on the Double Seventh Festival. But for me..."

He paused, his gaze sharp and complex, completely focused on Ren Yingying: "But I don't have such a clear answer, understand?"

Ren Yingying shook her head and said, "I don't understand!"

After a moment of silence, Yun Changkong said again, "You and Phoenix both thought my wife was dead, but they are both doing just fine!"

Ren Yingying's body trembled, and she said, "Really?"

Yun Changkong: "Really!"

Ren Yingying smiled sadly and said, "So your name, Yun Changkong, is fake?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Changkong steeled his heart and thought to himself, "Phoenix is ​​my wife, and I have to tell her about this eventually. Ren Yingying will probably find out sooner or later anyway, so I might as well tell her now. Whatever the outcome, it will be over and done with, and there will be a resolution."

With this thought in mind, his tone suddenly turned serious as he said, "Miss Ren, as I have said before, I can only tell you my secret when we are husband and wife."

Now that I've heard what you've said, I won't hide it from you anymore. But this matter is truly of utmost importance, and I'm afraid... I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you!"

Ren Yingying said in surprise, "A lawless scoundrel like you has no reason to lie to me about what you want to do. Tell me."

Yun Changkong said, "I am a person from beyond the heavens, and I do not belong to this world at all."

Ren Yingying stared in disbelief, then exclaimed, "You're talking nonsense..."

Yun Changkong shook his head and said, "I'm not talking nonsense. I don't know how I came to this world, nor do I know when I will leave."

So I was sleeping with my wife, and when I woke up, I was here.

Ren Yingying gazed at her, her eyebrows relaxing, and said with a hint of reproach and a smile, "An alien from beyond the heavens, hehe, hehe, I didn't expect this move of yours!"

Yun Changkong knew she couldn't believe it, and said, "How do you think I knew to go to Green Bamboo Lane to find you, how did I know your father was imprisoned in Plum Manor? All of this..."

Ren Yingying gave a soft "hmm," seemingly somewhat confused. After a while, she said, "So you said you can see through other people's personalities and destinies at a glance, is it because of this?"

Yun Changkong nodded: "Yes."

He suddenly felt incredibly relieved, as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.

Ever since he met Ren Yingying, this matter had been weighing heavily on his mind, so being able to confide his secret now naturally brought him joy.

Upon hearing this, Ren Yingying's expression changed from one of disbelief to one of composure. She smoothed her hair, sat down, and said, "I understand. So you said that Linghu Chong and I are a perfect match, a match made in heaven, because if it weren't for you, this outsider, we would have been like this, right?"

Yun Changkong was surprised that she had thought of this, and felt a little flustered. When he glanced to the side, Ren Yingying looked calm and smiled, "You are truly wise beyond your years, you guessed right!"

Ren Yingying said seriously, "So, the reason my father pressured you like that was because he was ambitious and would regain his position as leader of the sect, which would definitely cause a stir in the martial arts world. You were extremely unhappy about this and didn't want to have anything to do with me in order to avoid trouble in the future?"

Yun Changkong sighed, "Not bad!"

Ren Yingying's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. She stood up and said solemnly, "Thank you, Young Master Yun, for considering me a friend and for telling me this so frankly. I will keep this to myself and will not tell anyone. Farewell!" She curtsied and turned to leave.

Yun Changkong asked, "Where are you going?"

Ren Yingying said without turning her head, "Linghu Chong is still in jail because of my father. I'll go tell him that I want to marry him. I suppose he's the only one who doesn't care what my father, the leader of the Demonic Sect, might do."

The person followed the sound and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

A look of disbelief flashed across Yun Changkong's eyes, and he sat there in a daze for a long time.

He knew that telling the truth was the easiest way to offend people, and as a daughter, he would refrain from saying anything to others. Ren Yingying, a woman who valued her father, would naturally leave in a huff if she learned that the man she loved could not accept her father.

Back then, when dealing with Zhao Min, he started with her father and brothers, planning for their future, etc.—that was an example of extending his affection to them as well. He simply couldn't do the same with Ren Yingying.

Of course, Ren Yingying wasn't as attentive and serious about herself as Zhao Min.
Only when a long rooster crowed in the distance did Yun Changkong get up and float out of the forest.

He also realized that love is about mutual consent; as long as there is no deception, whatever the outcome, it is a gain.

Is it neither good nor bad?

Hearing the cries of vendors selling pastries on the street, Yun Changkong bought some crystal cakes, poria cocos cakes, and vegetarian soup before returning to the inn.

After knocking on the door, Yilin opened it and saw that her face was flushed and she seemed weak and listless.

Yun Changkong asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yilin smiled wryly and said, "I think it's because I got caught in the rain yesterday, so I caught a cold."

Yun Changkong knew that Yilin was a disciple of a prestigious family and had a solid foundation in internal strength. How could she have caught a cold? He figured it must be due to her mental illness. He said, "Then hurry up and go to bed to rest." After saying that, he helped her lie down on the bed without further ado and said, "Let me take your pulse."

Yilin hummed in agreement. Yun Changkong placed his finger on her wrist and, after a while, said, "You little rascal, you always overthink things. As the saying goes, deep affection is short-lived, especially since you are a Buddhist disciple." As he spoke, he channeled a wisp of true energy into her wrist.

Yi Lin felt a wave of shyness and didn't know how to refute it, so she simply turned her head away, refusing to look at Yun Changkong's slightly smiling face.

Yun Changkong said, "Women have always been prone to heartbreak and heartache, for love and affection can ruin everything. The ends of the earth may be reached, but longing has no end. A cold is just an external ailment; I'll go get you some medicine."

Yun Changkong had studied Ping Yizhi's medical techniques, so this minor illness was no problem for him. Yilin watched Yun Changkong leave, feeling a warm glow inside. She didn't know if it was the warmth in her heart or the warmth from her inner energy.

Yun Changkong returned shortly afterward. Yilin had no appetite and didn't want to eat anything, so she just drank a few mouthfuls of soup.

After the waiter brought the medicine, Yun Changkong instructed him on how to decoct it before coming to the bedside. He saw that Yilin was fast asleep, her pretty face looking very cute, but her brows were furrowed, as if she was having troubles in her dreams.

Yun Changkong sighed inwardly, "He's quite the devoted lover!"

He didn't sleep a wink all night, using his arm as a pillow, he lay down by Yilin's bedside and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Yilin heard the waiter call out, "Sir, the medicine is ready." Only then did she wake up and see Yun Changkong beside her. She quickly sat up.

Yun Changkong opened the door, took the medicine, sat down, and said, "I saved your life, yet you're still obsessed with someone else, and now you need me to take care of you because someone else is sick. Yilin, am I drowning in a sea of ​​suffering?"

Yilin said, "I'm sorry to have troubled you. I'm much better now. I just need to practice my internal energy for a while. You don't need to worry about me."

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "What kind of person do you take me for? I'd be willing to take care of you for the rest of my life. As for this internal energy cultivation, don't bother practicing it. With your current state of mind, practicing it will only do more harm than good. Don't make your illness worse and shorten your lifespan. How will you ever be able to return to secular life and become a wife?"

Yilin's face flushed, and she said, "If you keep spouting these crazy things, I won't talk to you anymore."

Yun Changkong's expression darkened, and he stopped talking, gently feeding Yilin the medicine bowl.

Yilin initially wanted to refuse, but seeing his expression, she felt a little apologetic and uneasy, so she didn't refuse.

Under Yun Changkong's meticulous care, Yilin recovered her health on the third day.

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "Shall we go for a stroll around Hangzhou?"

Yilin shook her head and said, "No, no."

Yun Changkong sighed, "Actually, I am also a Buddhist. During this time, I have also been disturbed by worldly affairs and my state of mind is unstable. I need to go to Lingyin Temple to worship Buddha."

Yilin was startled: "You're a Buddhist?"

Yun Changkong said solemnly, "That's right. I may appear to be at home, but I have actually been a monk for a long time. When the time is right, I will shave my head and become a monk."

Yilin asked incredulously, "What kind of opportunity led you to become a monk?" Her heart pounded as she spoke, after all, her father had become a monk for her mother's sake.

Yun Changkong smiled and said, "Don't overthink it. I'm not following your father's example. I just want to go to Lingyin Temple. If I can achieve enlightenment and realize that all thoughts are empty, that will be the time when I'm rid of all my worries."

Yilin stammered, "You...you, how could you do this? I think that Holy Maiden has feelings for you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yun Changkong shook his head and said, "Let's stop talking about love and romance. We must attain enlightenment." He then put his palms together and said, "Amitabha!"

Yilin saw that although Yun Changkong was dressed in a secular manner, he was radiant with divine light, and his appearance was so solemn and dignified that people felt a sense of intimacy and reverence for him, just like a celestial being.

Yilin was stunned for a moment.

Yun Changkong said, "Young monk, may I ask you to come to Lingyin Temple and introduce me to the Buddhist scriptures?"

Yilin chuckled and said, "Okay, Xiaoni is willing."

Yilin became a nun at a young age and was well-versed in Buddhist scriptures. She finally realized her strengths.

Yun Changkong said, "Don't wear your monk's robes today, so as not to affect my mood. I want to decide for myself whether to shave my head, and I can't be influenced by anything."

Yilin thought about it and felt it made sense, so she had no choice but to wear ordinary clothes. However, she was bald, so Yun Changkong made her dress as a man, wear a bamboo hat, and experience the true atmosphere of the martial arts world.

Yilin was still a young girl, and she found it novel, so she listened to him and dressed in men's clothing and wore a bamboo hat.

Yun Changkong was secretly delighted. Now that he was dressed as a commoner, wouldn't it be just around the corner for him to return to secular life?

Both of them wore straw hats. After leaving the inn, they arrived at the West Lake. Yilin was delighted by the beautiful scenery and said, "Brother Yun, I've heard my lay sisters say that there is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. This is truly beautiful."

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "Yes, I just didn't know the beauty of Hengshan. You can take me to visit it sometime."

“Great!” Yilin said happily.

Yun Changkong was also very happy. He didn't want anything else but to use the beautiful scenery of West Lake to release the pressure on Yilin's heart.

Don't let a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl become a melancholy nun; she might become the Abbess Miejue in the future.

Just then, a small boat emerged from the lake and came to the shore. The boatman bowed and said, "Sir, please board the boat."

Yun Changkong remained silent, walked into the boat first, and reached out to help Yilin.

Yilin was taken aback. Why would this be necessary?

But when her eyes met Yun Changkong's earnest gaze and the looks from the two boatmen on the boat, she couldn't bear to see him lose face in front of others, so she extended her hand and let him hold hers.

After boarding the boat, Yilin tried to pull her hand back, but Yun Changkong wouldn't let go at all. Instead, he pulled her to sit down at the bow of the boat.

Yilin's heart was pounding and her face was burning, but looking around, the vast expanse of water made her completely forget that the world was in the lakes and seas, and the lakes and seas were in the world.

Just then, they heard "Ah...ah..."

Yun Changkong suddenly started singing: "The West Lake is beautiful in March, the spring rain is like wine and the willows are like smoke. Those who are destined will meet even if they are a thousand miles apart, those who are not destined will not be able to hold hands even if they are face to face. It takes ten years of cultivation to share a boat ride, and a hundred years to share a pillow. If we are fortunate enough to have a thousand years of good fortune, we will grow old together and be of one heart. La la la la la..."

He possessed profound inner strength and was proficient in music. His rendition of "Crossing the River of Love" was both heroic and tender, truly full of twists and turns. Everyone who heard it was captivated.

Yilin was particularly captivated by the line, "Those destined to meet will find each other even from a thousand miles away; those not destined will find it difficult to hold hands even face to face. Ten years of cultivation brings us to share a boat ride; a hundred years of cultivation brings us to share a pillow in sleep." She murmured, "What song is this?"

"Crossing the River of Love".

"Duqing?" Yilin looked at the handsome and elegant man beside her, her heart filled with complex emotions. "He may have feelings for me, but I am a Buddhist. How can I accept him? Should I really follow in my mother's footsteps? But even though she gave birth to me, she was separated from my father. Is this a blessing or a curse?" (End of Chapter)