One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 90 89: Where is the wind and rain?
The person who contacted Zhao Fuyun was the clerk.

His surname is Bao, his given name is Wenhong, and his full name is Bao Wenhong.

"It's a rare visitor to my place," Zhao Fuyun said with a smile.

As they were talking, a woman came with a tea tray, half-knelt beside them, and made tea for them.

Bao Wenhong looked at the woman with pearly teeth and bright eyes and couldn't help but look at her a few more times. According to his understanding, Zhao Fuyun came alone.

And among the disciples who came from Tiandu Mountain, it was impossible for anyone to serve him like this.

Therefore, this woman was definitely not a disciple of Tiandu Mountain, nor was she someone bought in Guangyuan Prefecture, because if she was bought, he would definitely know it.

So where did this woman come from?

When Bao Wenhong stared at her, she actually looked up, with a hint of anger flashing in her eyes.

Bao Wenhong's heart was moved, and his heartstrings seemed to be plucked, because what he saw was a kind of stubbornness and humiliation, which was the color he hoped to see.

"You are so lucky, Master. Such beautiful women are serving you in your house. It is really enviable."

Zhao Fuyun just glanced at the woman, and the woman just lowered her head to make tea. He said, "The clerk is well-informed, and Guangyuan Prefecture is a prosperous place. This is just a woman who made a living after her family fell into decline. She can't be compared with the clerk in the mansion."

"Alas, Master, you don't know that young women are never allowed in my house," the clerk complained.

"Oh, why is that?" Zhao Fuyun asked in surprise.

"Oh, forget it, let's not talk about it. I came to see the teacher today because someone asked me to do something for me." The clerk said solemnly.

"Oh, I'd like to hear the details!" said Zhao Fuyun.

"The teacher has invited so many fellow students from Tiandu Mountain. I wonder how long they will stay in Guangyuan?" said the clerk.

"May I ask, Sir Clerk, who entrusted you with this task?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Well, to be honest, I was not entrusted by a certain person, but it is the common consciousness of all the Taoist temples in Guangyuan Prefecture." The clerk said, "Perhaps the teacher does not know that those of us who practice in the secular world pay attention to practice resources, and since its establishment, Daoziyuan has been a place for various Taoist temples to compete with each other. If you teach well, you can get rewards. Now the teacher has called so many disciples from Tiandu Mountain, which will cut off the livelihoods and paths of many of our young cultivators."

Zhao Fuyun smiled and said, "I think they may not care about these things. I invited them to come before, but they all refused. Your Excellency may be too kind. If anyone wants to teach in Daozi Academy again, they can come to me to apply. As long as they pass the assessment, they can enter the academy to teach again."

The smile on the clerk's mouth slowly faded.

He said, "This is not my opinion, but the opinion of the entire dojo."

"Oh, so that's it. I heard that the clerk also came from a Taoist temple. I wonder which Taoist temple it is?" Zhao Fuyun said.

"The teacher has been practicing in the mountains for a long time. He came to the world to gain experience, not to experience disaster." Although the clerk still had a smile on his face, there was an inexplicable viciousness in his words.

"What the clerk said is right, but just now the clerk said that it was the intention of the various Taoist temples, but he forgot that Zhao was born in Tiandu Mountain, not in a Taoist temple like the clerk." Zhao Fuyun said.

"What do you mean, Instructor?" The clerk looked unhappy. He was born in a Taoist temple and would go back to the temple every year to celebrate the New Year. However, when facing outsiders, he did not like others saying that he was born in a Taoist temple.

"I have no other intentions, Master Clerk, don't think too much. I am a little curious, why did the Taoist masters not want to come back when I wrote to them before, but now they want to come back?" Zhao Fuyun asked. Bao Wenhong's face changed, but he still said: "Teacher, why do you have to talk about irrelevant past events? I am here for your own good, so I am here to tell you that Guangyuan Prefecture has existed for so many years. Guangyuan Prefecture existed before Tiandu Mountain. Guangyuan Prefecture has seen and experienced many ups and downs, which are not comparable to the ups and downs of Tiandu Mountain, a place of quiet cultivation."

"Let me just say this, if there is a true dragon in the world that enters Guangyuan, it also needs to lie down and listen to the sound of Tao." After Bao Wenhong finished speaking, he stood up, and while standing up he still glanced at the bright woman standing next to him.

"It seems that the storm in Guangyuan Prefecture is indeed severe." Zhao Fuyun said.

"It's not that the wind and rain in Guangyuan Prefecture are strong, but that we have stepped too far and too deep into Tiandu Mountain." Bao Wenhong said, "That's all I have to say. I hope the teacher will consider it."

After saying that, Bao Wenhong left.

Zhao Fuyun did not stand up. He sat there and watched Bao Wenhong walk out the door. Then he waved his sleeves and a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, closing the door.

The bright and beautiful woman next to him suddenly said, "He is threatening you!"

"I heard it, but I am a disciple of Tiandu Mountain. What can he do to me?" Zhao Fuyun said.

"Didn't you hear what they said? The wind and rain in Tiandu Mountain are not as strong as those in Guangyuan Prefecture. They said that you have stepped too far and too deep into Tiandu Mountain. The first thing they will do is to cut off this foot. Then what will happen to Tiandu Mountain and what the result will be will have nothing to do with you, because by that time you will have been swept into the deep water by the wind and rain, and silent in the darkness." The bright woman said quickly.

"Oh, but Dean Ma came with those people from the lower house." Zhao Fuyun said.

"One Dean Ma is not enough." said the bright woman.

"How do you know there is no one behind Master Ma?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"You entrust your life and death to the unknown. This is seeking death," said the bright woman.

"But my heart tells me that this time, it is not a situation where I will definitely die." Zhao Fuyun was talking about the feeling he got from the robbery talisman.

The bright woman said nothing.

"Please clear the table and boil a pot of water for me to soak my feet." Zhao Fuyun said.

The woman snorted, cleared the tea tray on the table, then fetched a pot of water from the stove, brought a basin, poured the hot water into it, and then fetched some cold water from the bucket outside and mixed it in.

Then she squatted down again, took off Zhao Fuyun's shoes and socks, picked up Zhao Fuyun's feet and put them in the water. She began to wash Zhao Fuyun's feet and heard the sound of water.

However, her hands slowly faded in the water. Her originally white hands turned into wet ash, followed by her clothes. The wet ash kept moving up until it reached her face and finally spread to her entire body, fading away all its luster.

She fell down limply, becoming a piece of wet paper, resting on the edge of the wooden basin, while Zhao Fuyun closed his eyes and rubbed his feet continuously.

This is a new way of training he has learned.

Among the six books he selected, one book said that if you integrate magic into your daily life, such as sitting, lying, walking, and sitting, you will be able to make progress every day.

He did so and in this way he was able to talk to himself.

　Second update, I will continue writing. You can read it tomorrow.

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