Chapter 199
Several days passed after Liao Ran left.
Every day was still the same as usual, but Xiang Jiannan’s original cultivation plan was gradually put aside.
The heavy rain that night thoroughly drenched Ping’an Town. Even before Liao Ran had left, the temperature had already shown signs of dropping. Then, just one day later, when people opened their eyes, everyone was wearing winter clothes.
It came very suddenly, freezing everyone awake and also suppressing their various speculations about the monks.
“Senior Brother.”
Early in the morning, after leaving the temple gate, Xiang Jiannan saw Wang Yixing busy sweeping. Before speaking, he yawned.
It was so cold that he couldn’t sleep. This kind of thing would never have happened in his original world.
After nodding, he stretched his body. Once a series of warm-up activities were completed, he stood at the door and started to circulate his Qi.
He was now at the Third-Rank Realm. Honestly, he didn’t feel much. The only thing he had managed to do in the past few days was to make Guan Yu’s Blade a little more obedient. At least when he summoned it again, there wouldn’t be an accident like before.
Clang, clang, clang.
It quickly appeared before the two of them. Although it still slid along the ground as before, the speed at which Guan Yu’s Blade moved was much faster than before. As it leaped into Xiang Jiannan’s hand, Wang Yixing, who had just finished sweeping half of the area, immediately stood aside.
In the past few days, he and his Senior Brother had cooperated tacitly. As long as he saw Guan Yu’s Blade appear, he would make way for him at the right time.
Although he always said that his sword technique was not very good, in Wang Yixing’s eyes, Xiang Jiannan’s sword technique had already reached a certain level. Yesterday, he was scolded by his Master for chopping at a stone pillar. If he had used a little more force, that pillar would have definitely broken on the spot.
Today, Senior Brother had obviously learned from yesterday’s lesson. Carrying Guan Yu’s Blade, he now wanted to walk down the steps.
He didn’t expect him to change the location. This made him not know what to do. Should he watch Senior Brother practice his sword first, or should he finish sweeping the rest before watching?
“Yixing, you should focus on what you’re doing. Don’t be as reckless as your Senior Brother.”
Just as he was hesitating, Gao Yu’an happened to walk out of the temple. After seeing Xiang Jiannan move away from Ping’an Temple, he felt relieved. Then, he helped Wang Yixing resolve his confusion.
Cultivation was not just about watching. His registered disciple was different from Xiang Jiannan. Even if he watched a lot, it wouldn’t be of much use to him.
It would only add to his worries.
Progressing step by step was the path he should take. The first step now was to do what was at hand.
His sudden enlightenment was not in Xiang Jiannan.
“Yes.”
After Gao Yu’an spoke, he immediately continued sweeping. Catching sight of Xiang Jiannan practicing below the steps, Wang Yixing’s movements still slowed down a few beats involuntarily.
He found that Senior Brother had become more and more energetic these past few days. Every time he practiced his sword, he didn’t look like the same person.
The Third-Rank Realm was indeed ferocious, even though Senior Brother didn’t seem to have any expression whenever he talked about it.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Swinging the big blade continuously below the steps, unlike what Wang Yixing thought, Xiang Jiannan didn’t have any moves in mind. He only stopped when he felt tired. Looking back, he saw the Old Taoist Priest watching him not far away.
Looking closely, his gaze seemed to reveal tenderness, like praise, or like he wanted to offer a few pointers.
He didn’t know if Gao Yu’an knew sword techniques. In his impression, he didn’t seem to think much of such things.
“No improvement at all! Disciple, what are you doing? Is that how you chopped the pillar yesterday?”
What came out of his mouth was very different from what Xiang Jiannan had imagined. After he approached, the Old Taoist Priest’s words were full of contempt.
His disciple was just wasting his energy. How could such actions have any lethality?
As soon as he said that, he saw that Xiang Jiannan was actually embarrassed, scratching his head, and said shyly:
“I was just messing around, Master, please don’t laugh.”
“This Third-Rank Realm, I don’t feel like it’s useful at all. It’s been several days, and I’m still about the same as before.”
“Isn’t it already possible to summon objects? How can Daoist arts be so easy to feel?”
After exchanging a few words, he turned around. At this time, Wang Yixing had also finished sweeping. Gao Yu’an signaled for the two to enter the temple.
“The weather is getting colder and colder. As your teacher, I calculated yesterday that an important person will come to our door today.”
An important person, is the old man talking about some sucker?
As soon as he heard Gao Yu’an’s words, images of various people automatically appeared in his mind. Thinking that the silver he had scammed from Liao Ran and Nengren should not have been used yet, the first person Xiang Jiannan wanted to confirm was Li Jin.
In his heart, Li Jin was naturally considered an important person. The reason was self-evident. Simply put, it was forged with blood and tears.
On a higher level, there were Li Si and Zhang San. These two big shots shouldn’t come over if nothing was going on.
Or was it the Great Confucian Scholar Chen who had appeared before? It was just a one-time encounter. This idea was not credible.
“Have you calculated who the person coming to the door is?”
Following him into the Incense Hall, seeing that the Old Taoist Priest didn’t continue, and having already confirmed Li Jin in his heart, Xiang Jiannan then asked.
In his opinion, if Li Jin came, there must be something going on. They had been making quite a fuss at Ping’an Temple these past few days.
“Of course, disciple, why don’t you guess?”
Entering the Incense Hall and lighting high incense for the Grandmaster, Gao Yu’an seemed to be in high spirits and said to Xiang Jiannan.
Xiang Jiannan really wanted to ask, “You guess if I’ll guess or not,” but he gave up and refused to play with the Old Taoist Priest.
“It’s An Wensheng.”
Seeing that Xiang Jiannan didn’t speak, and having not mentioned An Wensheng for a long time, Gao Yu’an actually had something on his mind when he spoke.
The reason he said An Wensheng was an important person was because of the things he had left behind before. This time he came from the Prefecture, it should be for the matter he had promised before.
An Wensheng, an “important” person, was a bit of a stretch…
Just as Gao Yu’an had thought, he turned his head to look at Wang Yixing, and Xiang Jiannan gave his Junior Brother a look.
Wang Yixing shouldn’t know who An Wensheng was. Even if he remembered the notice that had been posted in town before, he might not be able to connect them at this time.
“Junior Brother, when you see that big shot later, remember to show the aura you had before.”
“I’ll listen to Master’s instructions then.”
Naturally curious about the big shot Xiang Jiannan was talking about, Wang Yixing said calmly, with some anticipation.
After the White-Faced Scholar incident, Senior Brother said that he had more than enough strength but lacked finesse. Although it was a joke, he had always remembered it.
Not long after he finished speaking, he felt gusts of cold wind rushing into the temple. Involuntarily, he reached out and wrapped his clothes tighter.
There was no sign of anyone appearing yet. When would the important person that his Master had mentioned arrive?
Clang, clang, clang.
After waiting for several hours, seeing that it was almost time for lunch, Wang Yixing still hadn’t seen anyone enter the temple from the outside. He stood at the entrance of the Incense Hall, secretly dozing off. When he opened his eyes after a few moments of confusion, he found that the world had changed color.
A burly man with a full beard had somehow leaned close to him. He was now staring at him with wide eyes, his appearance not too friendly. Startled, he had to retreat. This retreat caused him to bump into the threshold. As he fell to the ground, a series of sounds rang in his ears.
As several gusts of cold wind swept into the Incense Hall, the oil lamps overhead flickered a few times. When he got up from the ground, he saw the gate of the temple slowly closing.
Five people appeared in the Incense Hall. The one standing in the middle had a black umbrella floating beside him.
