Yi Shuyuan did not continue, but for Gongsun Yin, he had already put his finger on the heart of the matter.
Xu Zichang, standing beside them, also seemed to have gained some insight. Naturally, he understood that even here, they had revealed about as much of heaven's secrets as they could-at least as much as Master Yi was willing to bear.
The two fellow disciples each had their own thoughts, but when Yi Shuyuan glanced at Zheng Ying's face, he found that the Immortal in the Painting looked even stranger. He frowned slightly.
Had I said something wrong?
"Fellow Daoist Zheng, did you notice any errors or omissions in what I said?"
"Ah? No, not at all. Master Yi spoke of Dao-bound affinities and heaven's secrets. How could someone with my meager cultivation presume to comment? I was merely delighted to hear your teachings and pondering them carefully."
Looking at Zheng Ying's expression and recalling what he had just said, Yi Shuyuan suddenly felt something rather odd.
You looked strange when I mentioned a man and a woman, and even stranger when I said it might not be a woman. Could this Immortal in the Painting have a taste for romances between men? Surely they haven't even invented a word for that here yet?
Yi Shuyuan thought no more of it and turned his attention back to Gongsun Yin. He still had to help assess this method of uniting hearts.
Xu Zichang and Gongsun Yin did not have Yi Shuyuan's wildly wandering thoughts. Since there were no further questions, both chose to enter seclusion and contemplate what they had learned.
Indeed, it was not just Gongsun Yin. Xu Zichang also needed to enter seclusion, though as the senior disciple, his condition was considerably better than his junior's.
Far out