Jing Kingdom, Qing Province, a secluded mountain retreat.
A blind woman, holding a bamboo cane, made a tapping sound as she expertly turned over the herbs drying in the yard.
"Elder sister!"
The girl in linen clothes who was washing clothes nearby hurriedly put down her wet clothes and came over to help, calling out to her.
Hearing hurried footsteps beside her and feeling a pair of wet, icy hands, the blind woman smiled gently and said, "It's alright! I've already explored the yard thoroughly; you won't fall."
Xiaohe, however, remained somewhat worried, saying only, "That won't do!"
"Sister Heng, you are the only female doctor in this entire area."
"Usually, all the women and aunties in the village, whenever they have a headache or fever and can't easily see a male doctor, they all come to you for medicine... If you fall down, I'll be severely scolded by everyone!"
Xiaohe supported Hengwu's arm and led her to sit down on a bamboo chair in the courtyard. She then placed Heng Wu's bamboo cane against the chair and squatted down to continue drying the herbs.
Yan Heng sat in the sunlight, her gray eyes gazing silently ahead.
The sun at the turn of spring and summer is not harsh; in fact, it feels quite warm on the skin.
Yan Heng sat quietly on the bamboo chair, when she suddenly caught a refreshing whiff of osmanthus fragrance.
She frowned slightly, as if realizing something, and called out, " Xiaohe, has a patient arrived?"
Xiaohe He did not answer.
Just as Yan Heng was struggling to stand up, a glimmer of colorful light suddenly appeared in her pitch-black vision.
It was just a glimmer of colored light that dispelled all the darkness, clearing her vision once more. All the vibrant colors of the world rushed into her eyes.
Yan Heng blinked, and it took her a while to adjust to the bright world. Then she squinted and stood up, and saw the young man in the rosy robe in front of her.
Yan Heng stood frozen in place, staring blankly at the young man in the rosy robes before her.
Compared to when they parted years ago, that face had lost some of its youthful naiveté and gained more composure.
A rich, Divine Ability light flowed down his body, and coupled with his ethereal beauty, he looked like a celestial being. It was precisely because of this that Yan Heng was filled with admiration.
She paused, then bowed deeply, saying, " Yan Heng greets Dao Child!"
Her leg was only bent halfway before she could bend it any further.
Chen Shuangbai smiled slightly and said, "Where would a senior sister bow to a junior brother?"
Yan Heng has been down the mountain for more than ten years.
Even after abandoning her cultivation, her appearance didn't change much, probably because she had taken Yan Dan and similar medicines in her earlier years to slow down the aging process.
But there were already gray hairs at her temples.
Chen Shuangbai came here not to reminisce, but simply to tell her about Yan Nanlai's fate.
After learning the whole story, Yan Heng was not as devastated as expected.
She remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Actually, I had suspected it for a long time, but I never dared to think about it that way... Now that the truth is out, I feel relieved."
Despite saying that, two lines of tears still streamed down her face.
Yan Heng once hated her father, Yan Nanlai.
She originally had a bright Dao Path of her, but after her father, Yan Nanlai, killed hundreds of his disciples and defected, everything that was once so promising fell into ruin.
But now that she knows the whole story, she has calmed down.
So much hatred and tears, love and resentment, once like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, but after all that has settled... only tranquility remains, buried in this deep tranquility, as if it were all just a dream.
Several days later.
This place has lost a female doctor named Yan Heng, but gained a Jade Spring Temple.
A new female abbess has joined the Jade Spring Temple.
Yan Heng had abandoned her cultivation and had no chance to continue cultivating. However, Chen Shuangbai couldn't bear to see her suffer, so before leaving, he gave this Senior Sister Yan one last helping hand.
After returning to the Jade Spring Sect, Chen Shuangbai went straight to Deer Deep Waters Peak.
Inside the familiar main hall atop the peak, someone was waiting for him.
The man was holding a scroll of alchemical texts and was quietly reading it at his desk, with one or two attendants beside him.
The colorful light spread to his feet, and Yi Chongyue finally raised his head, looking at Chen Shuangbai before him, his most favored, proudest, and most beloved disciple, and smiled, " Shuangbai has arrived."
He was neither True Lord nor Dao Child; just like when he first became a disciple, he was addressed with the rather affectionate " Shuangbai."
"Master."
Chen Shuangbai bowed deeply, and this time Yi Chongyue did not dodge, but accepted the bow calmly.
"Please follow me for a while."
The master and disciple walked out of the main hall side by side and slowly made their way along the mountain path of Deer Deep Waters Peak.
It was dusk.
The setting Setting Sun in the distance bathed the entire Deer Deep Waters Peak in a warm orange-red hue.
A mountain breeze swept by, bringing the sound of rustling pines, while in the distance, flocks of cranes swept across the sky, uttering clear, melodious cries.
Yi Chongyue suddenly spoke up, "Over the years, I've often thought back to the day you became my disciple."
"At that time, I knew you had a little secret, but I felt you had potential and you trusted the sect... so I didn't ask you anything and only taught you the Dao of Alchemy."
"But later, you made a name for yourself, becoming more and more formidable. Bottlenecks that others found difficult to overcome became a piece of cake for you!"
"I knew from that moment on that you were no ordinary person."
Chen Shuangbai did not answer, but simply followed her master quietly.
Yi Chongyue is Golden Core True Person, and he still has hundreds of years left to live.
He wasn't lamenting the passing of spring or the coming of autumn; he simply had a vague idea of what was going on, hence his speculation.
The two arrived at a pavilion on the summit.
The sun was gradually fading, and the sky was bathed in a crimson glow, making it exceptionally beautiful.
Weary birds return to their nests in the mountains, and the pavilions and towers across the mountain gradually come to light.
Yi Chongyue looked at the sunset glow on the horizon, sighed deeply, then turned around to look at Chen Shuangbai, her eldest disciple, with a complex emotion in her eyes.
" Shuangbai."
"Disciple is here."
Yi Chongyue continued, "I know you have many secrets."
"Since you joined the sect, you have never been an ordinary disciple!"
"I have never asked you what these secrets are."
"It's not because you're not curious, but because I believe you have your reasons for not wanting to talk about it."
"Among all living beings, each person has their own destiny, which cannot be forced."
At this point, Yi Chongyue suddenly smiled and patted Chen Shuangbai on the shoulder, "But today, I want to tell you something—"
Chen Shuangbai solemnly replied, "This disciple will listen to your instruction!"
"No matter what secrets you hold, no matter where you come from, or where you are going, you will always be my most prized disciple, one of the people who have made it through Deer Deep Waters Peak's legacy."
That will never change.
There was no excessive sentimentality, nor any talk of responsibility; all that remained was a teacher's pure and heartfelt love and respect for his prized student.
A gentle mountain breeze was blowing, and the glow of the sunset on the horizon was gradually fading away.
The master and apprentice gazed at each other silently.
After a moment of silence, Chen Shuangbai took a deep breath and solemnly bowed to Yi Chongyue: "This disciple is thrice blessed to be able to become a disciple of Master, and will be grateful for Master's guidance!"
"This parting may last for years; I earnestly hope that my master will enjoy long life and attain Nascent Soul soon!"
Parting eventually came.
In this world, there is no feast that never ends.
This applies to relationships between family members, and also to relationships between teachers and students... Even two strangers who meet by chance will eventually part ways.
Yi Chongyue waved his hand and laughed, "Alright, it's getting late, go back. You have to set off tomorrow."
A gentle evening breeze rustled through their robes, making a soft, fluttering sound.
The master and apprentice returned along the same route, their Shadow stretched long by the starlight.
far away.
The bell tolled softly, echoing among the mountains.
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