Seeing Luo Hun's embarrassed expression, Gu An suddenly understood. So this guy liked that sort of thing—why hadn't he said so earlier?!
Gu An immediately patted Luo Hun on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Brother Luo, I never expected your tastes to be the same as mine. To tell the truth, compared to the fighting and killing, the struggles between Dao lineages in Investiture of the Gods, I prefer the interactions between people that are as bland as water, along with the experience of traveling through mountains and rivers. Those are what truly temper the Dao Heart!"
His words dispelled Luo Hun's embarrassment, and a smile appeared on his face.
The two began chatting freely about Travels of the Green Hero, drawing closer by another measure.
Still, Luo Hun remained rather reserved. He did not dare discuss the affairs between men and women in Travels of the Green Hero, only talking about its strange sights and bizarre tales.
Teasing Luo Hun and his fake propriety gave Gu An great amusement.
Tianya Valley would not be so dull in the future!
Time flew like an arrow, and three years swiftly passed.
Another midsummer arrived. Gu An was already thirty-eight years old. Beginning this year, the first batch of medicinal herbs in Third Medicine Valley would mature, and he was greatly looking forward to it.
As for Tianya Valley, since it grew high-grade medicinal herbs, it would need to wait a while longer.
One morning, Gu An led the disciples in exercises at Mystic Valley.
Although Zhen Qin and the other two had gone to Third Medicine Valley, three new Handyman Disciples had arrived, so Mystic Valley remained lively.
Gu An was twisting his waist when he suddenly sensed something, and a smile appeared on his face.
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