Big dreamer

Shen Luo and Nie Caizhu walked side by side for a long distance, and no one spoke.

"Cousin, when it comes to cultivation, you should be diligent and let things take their course. Why are you working so hard?" In the end, it was Shen Luo who broke the silence and asked.

But after he finished speaking, he felt a little funny. Nie Caizhu's current cultivation level was much higher than his, and speaking like this was somewhat suspected of being a teacher.

"There is no way. After being taken back to the mountain gate by the master, I have always wanted to go back, but she never allowed it. She gave me a death order that I would never be allowed to leave the mountain gate before my cultivation level reached the Mahayana stage." Nie Caizhu said.

"Is she not good to you?" Shen Luo asked with a slight movement in his heart.

"No, don't get me wrong, the master is very good to me. As the current head of Putuo Mountain, she is busy with her own affairs, but she has never been perfunctory or slack in teaching me to practice. Otherwise, no matter how diligent I am, I can't have the current cultivation level." Hearing this, Nie Caizhu waved her hand and explained.

"That's good... I thought it would take many more years to see you, but I didn't expect... you'd come to Putuo Mountain so soon." Shen Luo sighed and said.

Nie Caizhu stopped, turned around and looked at Shen Luo carefully, and suddenly her eyes turned red.

"What's wrong?" Shen Luo thought he had said something wrong, and his expression suddenly became a little flustered.

"It was only after I practiced that I realized that practicing requires so much hardship. Even with the help of the master, I felt that I couldn't hold on many times. You must have had a hard time along the way, right?" Nie Caizhu frowned and said faintly.

Shen Luo felt warm in his heart when he saw the woman in front of him who had lost all her childishness, as if he had returned to the time when he was in Chunhua City. He couldn't help but raise his hand and pat her head gently.

"Although I don't have the support of the sect, I have met many noble people over the years, so it's not as hard as you think." Shen Luo said with a smile.

Even though he has been born and died several times over the years and has been on the verge of dying, it seems that it is really not that difficult.

"Hey, is that Junior Sister Nie?" At this time, a cry of surprise suddenly came from not far away.

Shen Luo then realized that the two of them had unknowingly walked to a small square. Although there were not many people at night, it still attracted the attention of others.

After a female disciple who discovered the two of them shouted, the other three or four people around also cast their eyes over.

"Who is that person? He doesn't look like a disciple of our sect..."

"How could this be? Why is Junior Sister Nie so close to this person?"

"It's not Senior Brother Zhou Yu..."

"That person looks good, but he is far inferior to Senior Brother Zhou Yu..."

...

For a while, whispers and discussions sounded from all around.

Shen Luo frowned slightly, but without much hesitation, he directly took Nie Caizhu's delicate hand and walked forward slowly.

Nie Caizhu did not resist at all, but her ears were slightly hot, and she followed him without saying a word, leaving only those disciples of Mount Putuo who were shocked by this scene, sighing and exclaiming.

In the dark shadows of a tree, Wu Ming grabbed the trunk beside him with one hand, his five fingers dug into the bark, and his eyes could not hide the jealousy and anger.

Just a moment later, his eyes suddenly lit up, he exhaled a long breath, and muttered to himself: "It seems that he is not interested in Junior Sister Li Shu, now I am not the one who should be anxious, hehe..."

After saying that, he still couldn't suppress his excitement and went to Zhou Yu's cave overnight.

Shen Luo and Nie Caizhu walked out of the square, and the surroundings became quiet again, but neither of them let go of each other's hands.

"When did you know that I came to Putuo Mountain?" Shen Luo asked.

He knew that Nie Caizhu's sudden exit today was definitely not a coincidence.

"Towards evening, Senior Sister Lu Ying suddenly sent a message saying that there was a pervert from the Tang government, claiming to be my fiancé, and asked me if I wanted to help teach him a lesson. I didn't dare to believe it was you at first, but I still hoped it was you, so I ended my retreat and came out early. I didn't expect to run into you here in the Purple Bamboo Forest as soon as I came out." Nie Caizhu said slowly.

"I think it was Daoist Fellow Li Shu who told her." Shen Luo couldn't help but laugh.

"Cousin, how come you are here to attend the Xianxing Conference on behalf of the Tang government?" Nie Caizhu asked in confusion.

"This is a long story..." Shen Luo didn't know where to start explaining for a while.

"It doesn't matter, you talk slowly, I'll listen." Nie Caizhu said with a smile on her lips.

The last bit of awkwardness when the two met for the first time just now has disappeared at this moment.

"At the beginning, not long after you left, I also left Chunhua County and went all the way..." Shen Luo began to tell his experiences over the years bit by bit.

However, he had concealed all the details about the jade pillow and the dream. The contents in this regard were too bizarre, and even Nie Caizhu might not be able to believe them completely.

The sound of their footsteps and Shen Luo's whispers echoed in the mountain path, making the night in the mountain even quieter.

Listening to Shen Luo's calm narration, Nie Caizhu could find many dangerous places in it, and her mood was like riding the wind in the sky, ups and downs, and difficult to calm down.

Shen Luo also did not tell Nie Caizhu that he was about to die, but the latter heard some clues from his words and pursed her lips for a long time without speaking.

At this moment, a green light suddenly fell from the sky, and a graceful figure appeared in the air three feet above the two people's heads. She was wearing a green gauze skirt, with bare snow-white feet, standing in the air, with no makeup on her beautiful face, and a unique green long hair draped behind her, exuding a cold and elegant temperament. Shen Luo recognized him at a glance. This person was the immortal master of Mount Putuo who took Nie Caizhu away that year. "Master." Seeing this, Nie Caizhu also hurriedly let go of Shen Luo's palm and stepped forward to salute. "Meet the real person Qinglian." Shen Luo also saluted with a fist. "Even if you are sending someone off, it's almost time to go back." The woman said without any expression on her face. Nie Caizhu looked at Shen Luo reluctantly when she heard this. Shen Luo smiled and nodded at her, and Nie Caizhu said "yes" reluctantly. After she turned around and walked a few steps, she looked back and found that her master, Qinglian Zhenren, was still standing there, and it seemed that he had no intention of leaving immediately.

She frowned slightly and wanted to walk back to say something, but she saw Shen Luo waving at him.

"You go back first." Shen Luo said.

Nie Caizhu pursed her lips and left completely.