Seeing Liu S sui's reaction, Little Lotus hurried to explain, "Don't misunderstand. I meant inviting a monk back here to teach you how to interpret the scripture."
Liu S sui said, "The Zen Child said he wanted to see how much I could comprehend on my own. I imagine that means he doesn't want me consulting anyone else."
Little Lotus opened her eyes wide, her expression innocent. "If we do it secretly, who would know?"
Liu S sui shook his head. "The monks in the temple have extremely high cultivation. It won't work."
Little Lotus said earnestly, "I've only been pretending to be weak. I'm actually very formidable, and all those powerful, virtuous monks are in the rear courtyard, far away from us."
Liu S sui still refused her suggestion. Knowing she was accustomed to flouting all rules, he gave her several warnings before letting the matter rest.
Deep winter was bitterly cold. The several streams of True Essence inside Liu S sui finally began clashing. He started coughing incessantly, and his face grew somewhat pale.
Little Lotus was very worried and wanted to go into the temple for help several times. Liu S sui hesitated, but ultimately stopped her.
Yin San came to collect vegetables. Hearing the coughing from inside the house, he was somewhat surprised and asked Little Lotus a few questions.
Unable to tell him plainly, Little Lotus could only say that Liu S sui had caught a chill.
Yin San found this increasingly strange. How could a cultivator fall ill, let alone an innate Dao Seed of my Green Mountain? He said he wanted to go inside and take a look.
He and Liu S sui were already quite close, so Little Lotus could hardly stop him. She deliberately spoke a few words loudly before leading