Arriving at the dining hall.
It was still those few shop assistants.
A hundred years had passed, and they were still round-waisted and broad-shouldered, looking exceptionally robust.
However, their cultivation remained the same… Su Qing didn't notice any changes in them.
Upon seeing Su Qing, the few of them were also surprised by her growth…
They never expected her to reach the Earthly Immortal realm so quickly.
For such talent, they could only feel envy.
However, envy was envy; it was something they couldn't achieve, so there was no need to dwell on it too much.
After the few of them finished preparing Su Qing's meal, they went to tease the sparrows.
Although Su Qing disliked the sparrows for being fat, the assistants didn't seem to mind at all…
On the contrary, they thought the fatter they ate, the better.
Su Qing didn't understand what they were thinking.
Fortunately, she was too lazy to care.
After the meal, Su Qing left the little ones in the dining hall.
Letting them play there.
Then she went to Patriarch Bodhi's main hall again to chat with her master.
Su Qing wouldn't stay in the Daoist academy for too long…
She had to leave by nightfall.
So, she only had this one afternoon.
Therefore, she planned to have a good chat with her master again…
Of course, if her master didn't find her annoying.
Su Qing was leaving, naturally, because she didn't plan to show herself in front of the Stone Monkey…
At least not now.
As for whether the Stone Monkey would know she was his senior sister, that was another matter…
She could always tell him later.
For now, it was better not to show her face.
Arriving at Patriarch Bodhi's main hall.
Su Qing smiled and chatted with her master again.
It was all about past events…
She spoke very happily, and Patriarch Bodhi listened attentively the whole time.
He didn't find her annoying, nor did he interrupt her; he just listened carefully.
Occasionally, he would respond with a word or two…
Unconsciously, time reached evening.
Orange-yellow sunlight streamed into the Daoist academy.
Su Qing turned her head to look at the fiery clouds in the sky, finding them beautiful.
But this also meant it was time for her to go.
"Master… it seems I should go."
Su Qing looked at her master and said:
"I don't know when I'll be back next time."
"No matter, cultivators have long lifespans, and you are an Earthly Immortal, your life is still long! We will always meet again."
Patriarch Bodhi gently shook his head and said.
Su Qing nodded and said:
"Yes, my life is still long! But parting is still parting."
Indeed, her life was long!
She would have plenty of time in the future.
But to part again… she felt somewhat reluctant.
Patriarch Bodhi gently shook his head:
"Go."
"Just don't forget to sow the seeds."
"This disciple will never forget."
Su Qing said earnestly: "How could this disciple forget what Master left for her?"
"It's good that you won't forget."
Patriarch Bodhi nodded and said:
"While cultivating, don't forget your original intention… Cultivation is not about forgetting emotions, much less being emotionless. Knowing your original intention is more beneficial for cultivation!"
Su Qing pondered this, yet didn't quite understand.
She just nodded and said: "This disciple will remember Master's teachings."
"Hmm… go!"
"…"
Su Qing nodded and bid farewell to Patriarch Bodhi…
Then she respectfully bowed and slowly exited the main hall.
Outside the main hall, Su Qing looked at the fiery clouds, lost in thought.
"Master, don't be sad, we will meet again! And Leng Xiang will also accompany Master."
Leng Xiang spoke at the right time.
Su Qing shook her head slightly and said: "I'm not sad, and I know we'll meet again in the future, I just miss Master. Let's go, we'll call the little dumplings, and then we'll leave."
After Leng Xiang 'hmm'-ed, she fell silent.
Su Qing called the sparrows to her side, then rode the Somersault Cloud and departed.
She didn't linger; the longer she stayed, the more unwilling she would be to leave.
She understood this principle very well…
After Su Qing left, Patriarch Bodhi swept his whisk.
A gust of wind rose, and the door closed.
After a while, even the Daoist academy itself disappeared.
As if it had never appeared.
Su Qing knew that after leaving, she wouldn't be able to return for a short time.
However, she had already met Patriarch Bodhi.
Now that her goal was achieved, she was content.
As for how she would meet her master in the future… that was a matter for the future.
She would let her future self worry about it.
"Master… next, shall we go back?"
"Let's go back to the old courtyard for a visit! It's been so long since I've been back, let's rest there tonight."
Su Qing had already made plans, so she quickly made a decision.
Since she had nothing else to do, she might as well go back to the old courtyard first.
She hadn't been back there for a hundred years.
She wondered what it had become.
Would the magic have dissipated, and the house occupied by others?
Or would it be overgrown with weeds and the house damaged?
Su Qing didn't know and was too lazy to think.
Because she was almost there.
Arriving near where she remembered it to be.
Su Qing pressed down the cloud… and descended.
She clearly remembered the house being there, but after looking around, she couldn't find the courtyard anywhere.
"Huh? Where's the courtyard?"
Su Qing raised an eyebrow slightly and muttered to herself: "Even if it was destroyed, it couldn't just vanish like the Daoist academy, could it?"
Su Qing felt… that there must have been some other change.
After all, the location of the Daoist academy's courtyard was still empty, so it was clear that her master hadn't taken back her courtyard here.
Then there was only one possibility.
The courtyard was actually still here…
She just couldn't see it.
"An illusion?"
Su Qing couldn't help but smile; her courtyard seemed to have really been occupied by something.
And it was hidden with an illusion.
But she didn't understand the meaning of doing so.
She used an illusion to hide her house because she was leaving.
But the person who occupied her house…
Why did they hide it with an illusion?
Surely it wasn't because they were afraid she would come back to reclaim the house?
Su Qing shook her head slightly and smiled: "Never mind, I'll just confront them directly!"
"Master… shall Leng Xiang break this spell?"
Leng Xiang suddenly said.
Su Qing nodded slightly.
Leng Xiang emerged from the hairpin, then drew her sword and slashed forward.
The magical power cut through, instantly stirring up a flurry of leaves.
There was no fancy spell-casting process… just pure brute force, utterly unpretentious.
However, though violent, it was effective.
The illusion was indeed broken in an instant.
But as the spell was broken, a gust of demonic wind suddenly rose.
The demonic wind swirled up leaves and blew them towards Su Qing and Leng Xiang!
The leaves were like razor blades…
If a mortal were caught in them, they would surely die.
Unfortunately… none of those present were mortals.
These leaves felt like tickles on their bodies.
"Why did the wind suddenly pick up?"
"Phew, that was close, almost blown away!"
The little sparrows were also blown about, unable to see clearly, chirping incessantly.
Unfortunately, they probably didn't know that such a small amount of wind couldn't possibly blow them away.
Su Qing smiled and didn't tease the little ones.
She just looked at the open courtyard gate and the ginkgo leaves scattered everywhere, lost in thought.
Su Qing now probably understood what had caused this change.
"It seems the Ginkgo now has some demonic power. It has probably transformed into a demon? But it's still far from the Divine Immortal realm… this level of power doesn't seem like the Divine Immortal realm."
Su Qing caught a falling ginkgo leaf, and couldn't help but smile helplessly, muttering to herself:
"However… it seems the Ginkgo doesn't really want me here? It even seems to dislike me… I was quite good to it, wasn't I? I often fertilized it!"
As she spoke, another gust of demonic wind rose from within.
Blowing leaves towards Su Qing.
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