339: Cultivate your spiritual practice well

"Leave..."

Jiang Ningchan sighed in her heart.

She had been on this isolated Songbai Peak for so long.

She had grown accustomed to the quiet tranquility of the place.

Although she knew in her heart that she couldn't stay here for long.

After all, both of them had their Families.

But suddenly, there was still some reluctance.

"Kong Bai's Buddhist nature is profound; he has already embarked on the right path and doesn't need too much worry."

"The Legacy of Kushan Temple will surely be passed down through Kong Bai; he will do better than I."

Zhou Xiangyu murmured softly to himself.

"When are we leaving?"

Jiang Ningchan asked.

"The sooner the better; let's leave tomorrow."

Zhou Xiangyu thought about it; since he had decided to leave, the earlier, the better.

"Alright."

Jiang Ningchan nodded in agreement.

Outside the temple.

Kong Bai continued to loosen the soil with the hoe in his hand, a faint golden light emanating from him. The giant Qianyun Spirit Crane, having been replenished, had already flown away again.

The next day.

At Kushan Temple.

Kong Bai finished his meditation as usual.

When the outside world brightened, he pushed open his door and walked out.

First, he opened the main gate of Kushan Temple.

Then he prepared to go to the back courtyard, where Zhou Xiangyu cultivated, to pay his respects to his Master and Mistress.

"Master, Mistress."

Kong Bai paid his respects, but he saw the door wide open with no one inside.

Only two meditation cushions remained.

Above the cushions.

Two light clusters floated.

Kong Bai's heart was startled.

He quickly walked in.

"Master and Mistress have already left..."

A realization dawned in Kong Bai's heart.

A sense of loss invaded his heart.

To him.

Zhou Xiangyu and Jiang Ningchan held a place in his heart no less than his own parents.

After a long period of melancholy.

Kong Bai came before the meditation cushions.

He took the two items from within the light clusters into his hands.

One was a Jade Slip.

He placed the Jade Slip against his brow.

"Cultivate well."

Zhou Xiangyu's words appeared in his mind.

There was only one sentence, no more words.

Over the years, Zhou Xiangyu had already passed on the entire Legacy of Kushan Temple to Kong Bai.

Kong Bai held the Jade Slip in his hand and carefully placed it into his Mustard bag (mustard seed pouch).

Then he looked at the other item.

It was a sword-shaped ornament of unknown material, only an inch long.

This was left by Jiang Ningchan.

Kong Bai thought for a moment and hung it on his waist.

Then, he turned and kowtowed three times towards the distance...

High above Songbai Peak.

Two young figures stood side by side.

After seeing Kong Bai carefully put away the items they had left behind.

Zhou Xiangyu then took Jiang Ningchan's hand.

They transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.

"There are three Sword Qi you left in that wooden sword; ordinary petty villains won't be able to harm him."

Amidst the flowing light.

Zhou Xiangyu saw that Jiang Ningchan's expression was still a bit worried, so he couldn't help but comfort her with a smile.

As for other more powerful Cultivators, with the words of the Buddha Venerable from back then, it was unlikely anyone would offend two Soul Transformation powers for a small Kushan Temple.

Moreover, they could only accompany him for a part of the journey; the rest would depend on him.

Jiang Ningchan's worried expression lessened slightly.

The two of them sped up, heading towards Qingyang Peak...

Qingyang Peak.

In Linya Pavilion in the back mountain.

Zhou Nanfeng, who was already quite graceful, sat cross-legged in the pavilion.

Opposite her, Li Shuwu, whose appearance had not changed in the slightest, seemed somewhat unusual.

"Why are you the only one here today?"

Li Shuwu took a sip of tea and asked Zhou Nanfeng, who seemed preoccupied.

"Xu Zhiyi, for some unknown reason, has been avoiding me lately."

"I felt vexed, and before I knew it, I arrived here, disturbing Senior."

Zhou Nanfeng couldn't quite understand; she hadn't seen Xu Zhiyi for several days.

The two of them had been good friends since they first met.

It was just that as time passed, their relationship seemed to have become increasingly distant.

"No matter."

Li Shuwu didn't mind the disturbance.

"If you can't figure it out, why not ask him yourself?"

Li Shuwu had lived for so many years that she could see the root of the problem at a glance.

When young, everyone was so sensitive, lacking courage and confidence.

"Senior's admonition is correct."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Nanfeng's eyes lit up.

She excitedly bowed, transformed into a wisp of clear breeze, and rushed outside.

"Haha."

Li Shuwu shook her head and chuckled.

Then she took out the white jade spirit flute hanging from her waist and sighed helplessly.

At the same time.

On Qingyang Peak, in an Immortal Cave.

Two figures sat opposite each other.

Their Qi intertwined and circulated.

A moment later.

Both of them opened their eyes simultaneously.

The intertwined Qi slowly separated, retracting and becoming calm.

"Late Foundation Establishment Stage, finally stable."

Zhou Dingyang, dressed in a cyan spiritual robe, looked delighted.

Opposite him, Zhou Dingze, dressed in a crimson spiritual robe, also had joy in his eyes.

Both of them had already achieved Late Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation several months ago.

After several more months of arduous cultivation.

Their Late Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation had long been stable.

After adapting for some time, today was the day they would emerge from seclusion.

The two of them stood up together.

They opened the Formation and pushed open the door to exit.

Zhou Dingze hesitated, but still followed his inner choice and headed towards the location of Linya Pavilion in the back mountain.

Zhou Dingyang didn't bother with him; he couldn't control him anyway.

He planned to go to the Task Hall to see if there were any suitable tasks to take on.

Family Cultivators naturally couldn't just take without contributing.

"Nan Feng, why are you here?"

Zhou Dingze stopped and landed in front of Zhou Nanfeng.

Zhou Nanfeng was immersed in her own world, thinking about how to speak to Xu Zhiyi when she saw him.

Who knew a voice suddenly rang out, startling her and almost causing her magical power to become unstable.

"Grandpa Dingze, you scared me."

Zhou Nanfeng focused her gaze, and seeing that the person who stopped her was Zhou Dingze, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, her tone resentful.

"Ahem, you were clearly spacing out yourself."

Zhou Dingze was speechless.

He was such a big person, out in the open, how could he scare anyone?

Zhou Nanfeng's small face flushed, her eyes darting around. Linya Pavilion was a secret between her and Xu Zhiyi.

And it also involved that mysterious Senior, so she naturally couldn't talk about it casually.

"I, I was just a bit bored, so I wanted to walk around."

Zhou Nanfeng casually found an excuse.

Zhou Dingze was suspicious, but he didn't press further.

Don't try to guess a child's thoughts.

Zhou Dingze nodded, said a few casual words, and then headed towards Linya Pavilion.

"Strange, why would Grandpa Dingze go that way?"

Looking at Zhou Dingze's back, Zhou Nanfeng felt surprised.

However, she didn't think much of it.

Thinking about Xu Zhiyi, she set off again.

Outside Linya Pavilion, in the Guanshan Pavilion, a White-robed figure sat quietly, and the sound of a flute echoed gently through the mountains.

It reached Zhou Dingze's ears, who had stopped far away...

"Uncle Xu, where did Xu Zhiyi go?"

At the Zhou Family Spirit Beast Garden.

Zhou Nanfeng found Xu Zhiyi's Father Xu, who worked there.

Father Xu saw who had come.

He quickly put down the work in his hands.

Zhou Nanfeng and Xu Zhiyi had a very good relationship, which Father Xu naturally knew.

Upon hearing her question, he replied with some surprise.

"Didn't he tell you?"

"He went to his grandfather's place."

Father Xu was a bit puzzled, thinking Zhou Nanfeng already knew about this.

"He left?"

Zhou Nanfeng's heart was startled, finding it somewhat difficult to accept for a moment.