Chapter 147

More than an hour later.

Zhuang Buran was panting slightly, a layer of fine sweat on his forehead and cheeks, while Yan Hongye not far away was gasping for breath, sweat soaking her temples. Clearly, the party who wanted to beat someone to vent their anger had consumed more energy.

"The lightness skill you used is definitely not the Xuanxin Sect's."

The spear-bearing youth said leisurely:

"Junior Sister, the reason I want to practice the 'Xuanxin Profound Mystery Technique' is that my talent for martial arts is even higher than you think."

"I can fight with you for so long because this lightness skill I created myself doesn't require the use of true energy, allowing me to move as I wish and follow my heart."

"It even has the ability to walk on clouds and travel a thousand miles a day, and the power to skim across the water without wetting the soles of my feet."

Yan Hongye's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly:

"You still haven't given up. I already said this is a martial art that leads to self-destruction, and the higher the talent, the faster one dies. I advise you to give up the idea of practicing this martial art as soon as possible."

Zhuang Buran was noncommittal and looked up at the sky:

"Junior Sister, it's been more than an hour now, shouldn't we go eat?"

"Continue tomorrow. I want to see how many days your 'second in the world' lightness skill can last before I hit you."

After Yan Hongye finished speaking, she took the lead and walked out of the bamboo forest.

"Junior Sister, what shall we eat? Why don't we buy a portion of everything? Don't worry about me not being able to finish it. I have to say, the food in Nanguo Town is much more abundant than in the mountains."

"Do you have money?"

"The silver Junior Sister gave me has all been spent these past few days."

"Then naturally, you eat whatever I eat."

Yan Hongye caught a glimpse of the spear-bearing youth suddenly closing his mouth, and the frustration of not being able to hit anyone all this time was vented in another way.

In the blink of an eye, three or four months passed.

In the bamboo forest, two figures chased and fled. As time passed, the figures that were originally like ghost shadows became so fast that even the naked eye couldn't see them, as if they had turned into two wisps of breeze.

The two seemed to fill the entire bamboo forest, causing the bamboo to rustle.

I don't know how long it had been, but the two in the forest stopped chasing.

"If your talent for lightness skills could be converted into practicing Xuanxin Daoist techniques, I fear you would have already been promoted to the Gold Talisman realm by now." Yan Hongye wore a look of regret.

Zhuang Buran sighed inexplicably:

"I have already seen it."

Upon hearing this, Yan Hongye's expression changed slightly.

"Not to mention Junior Sister's true energy, which is more domineering and upright than the true energy cultivated by the Xuanxin Sect members. If we say the true energy we cultivate is the so-called righteous energy, then what is in your body is the most vast and rigid righteous energy."

Zhuang Buran's expression was calm:

"Besides that, your cultivation growth speed is astonishing, as if every day that passes, your cultivation doubles. Such a shocking martial art must be the 'Xuanxin Profound Mystery Technique'."

Yan Hongye also said in an incomparably calm tone:

"Once you start practicing the 'Xuanxin Profound Mystery Technique', you can never stop, otherwise you will die from reversed meridians. When you practice to the highest realm, after unleashing one move, you will die from exhaustion."

"So, I have always said this is a martial art that leads to certain death. Do you still want to learn it?"

Zhuang Buran suddenly smiled:

"As long as Junior Sister dares to teach, I dare to learn."

"Are you not afraid of death?" Yan Hongye frowned.

"Life is death, death is life, that is all." The spear-bearing youth said lightly:

"All living things, once created, begin the process of death, and once dead, it means the beginning of a new process of creation. Thus, life and death follow each other, eternally changing."

"How does Junior Sister know I cannot seek life within death in this martial art?"

"Your current stance makes me look at you with new eyes. You are no longer the Zhuge Liuyun who liked to lie on a chair and sleep until the end of his days."

Yan Hongye looked deeply at the spear-bearing youth:

"Then what gives you such confidence?"

"A person lives a lifetime, the physical body will decay, wealth will dissipate, memories will blur, and after a hundred years, it will be a handful of yellow soil. Junior Sister asks what my confidence is."

Zhuang Buran stared into Yan Hongye's eyes and said word by word:

"Confidence is allowing everything that happens in life, even if it is finding joy in bitterness, to be accepted as sweet."

"And this confidence comes even more from the magnanimity of allowing everything to leave oneself, allowing everything to happen, and accepting one's own short life like a mayfly."

Yan Hongye was silent for a long while before saying:

"Your understanding of the Dao of Heaven and Earth is far superior to mine. Logically speaking, it is impossible to be stuck at the Yellow Talisman realm."

Zhuang Buran said nonchalantly:

"Perhaps it is because although I have been stagnant, once I am thoroughly enlightened, I can cross the Purple and Gold Talismans one after another, reaching the Blood Talisman realm, or even reaching a level above the Blood Talisman that even the founder of my Xuanxin Sect never reached."

"It's this lazy, indifferent attitude again. If you could maintain your previous appearance, I would have some belief that you could be enlightened in a day, not to mention reaching the Blood Talisman realm, you would definitely have a 70-80% chance of breaking into the Gold Talisman realm."

Yan Hongye curled her lips:

"As for now, you will definitely be able to realize these tall tales in your dreams."

"Junior Sister, if I said that when I am sleeping, I am practicing, would you believe me?" Zhuang Buran asked with a smile.

Yan Hongye's mouth rarely hung with a smile:

"If you can immediately unleash a Purple Spirit Talisman, I would be willing to believe."

"Sigh, where is the most basic trust between people? It's a pity we are still own senior brother and junior sister, not much different from blood being thicker than water, yet we don't even have this bit of trust." Zhuang Buran sighed longly.

Yan Hongye's eyes flowed:

"You like to talk big all day long. I want to see when you will finally break through to the Purple Talisman realm."

"If Junior Sister passes the 'Xuanxin Profound Mystery Technique' to me, I might just break through on the spot."

Zhuang Buran's words immediately made Yan Hongye turn her head and spit out two words:

"Dream on!"

"Fine, if you don't pass it, you don't pass it. Who made you the junior sister and me the senior brother? I can only accommodate you in everything." Zhuang Buran said lightly.

Yan Hongye couldn't help but laugh in anger. Clearly, not passing it was for someone's own good, yet he had this kind of face. She couldn't help but wear a trace of sarcasm:

"You are really something. You can make everything sound like others owe you something. You're the most kind-hearted one, right?"

"Junior Sister, that's what you said. I have always considered myself just a pure person who has detached from low-level interests, so it can't be called kind-hearted."

"You do have a bit of self-awareness." Yan Hongye was suddenly slightly curious:

"What low-level interests have you detached from?"

"Junior Sister, didn't I tell you when we first met?" Zhuang Buran said unhurriedly:

"Love is just an illusion. Focusing on practicing martial arts and the Dao is what our generation seeks."

Yan Hongye: "..."

Half a year later.

Bingxin Caotang, backyard.

Zhuang Buran lay leisurely on a chair, with the double-headed spear he often carried placed in a corner. He glanced at Yan Hongye, who was drying medicinal herbs, and said slowly:

"Junior Sister, apart from liking to practice medicine and save people, you also like to kill demons and ghosts that harm the human world."

"Recently, news has been circulating in town that the eldest son of a wealthy family surnamed You has been bewitched by a female ghost, and it's uncertain which day he will be abducted."

Just as he said this, an anxious shout came from the front hall:

"Miss Red-Clad, save me! My son has been abducted by a female ghost, he is in imminent danger, please, Miss Hongye, save him!"

"Look, this is the disadvantage of often showing off in front of people." Zhuang Buran shook his head.

Yan Hongye had originally prepared to walk over immediately upon hearing the call for help from the front hall, but upon hearing the words of the lazy youth beside her, she immediately walked over and said:

"Over these days, you've eaten my food and drunk my drink, shouldn't you move a bit?"

Zhuang Buran refused without the slightest hesitation:

"Junior Sister, my martial arts are just so-so when dealing with some Jianghu people, but when dealing with ghosts and monsters, I am really powerless. You should go quickly."

"I will guard the clinic for you. By the time you solve the female ghost and save the person, it will likely be time for a meal, and we can just eat together."

Upon hearing this, Yan Hongye felt even angrier:

"When I come back, it will just happen to be time to help you cook, right?"

"I want to cook too, but my strength doesn't allow it!" Zhuang Buran looked innocent.

"Cut the crap, come with me." Yan Hongye grabbed Zhuang Buran by the collar and dragged him toward the front hall.

"Junior Sister, my double-headed spear!"

"It's been almost a year, and I haven't seen you use this spear once. Why do you carry it on your back all day?"

"This is a birthday gift given to me by my grandmaster before he passed away for me to wander the Jianghu. I have to carry it even if I don't use it!"

Yan Hongye's footsteps paused, and she looked at Zhuang Buran with a different expression. She truly didn't expect that beneath his casual and lazy appearance, he hid a delicate and gentle heart.

She immediately raised her palm and inhaled, and the double-headed spear beside the chair fell into her hand, which she then handed to the person standing beside her.

"Hold it well. If you feel danger later, remember to use your 'second in the world' lightness skill."

(End of chapter)