Qin Shi: I went astray in the Heavenly Sect

Chapter 20 The White-Haired Little Girl, Let's Wait and See
Time flies in the mountains, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, a little girl with white hair came to the foot of Mount Taiyi. Looking at the mountain in front of her, her eyes became very determined.

At the foot of the mountain, by the stream, the little girl saw a child sitting on a large blue stone, lost in thought. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Hey kid, how do I get to Tianzong?"

The little girl called out, but the child seemed not to hear her and did not respond.

Seeing this, the little girl seemed a bit angry, so she walked over.

"Hey kid, I'm talking to you!!"

The child seemed to be daydreaming, and only when he felt the movement on his shoulder did he slowly raise his head.

Deep within the other person's calm eyes, there was still a ripple that hadn't yet dissipated. With just one glance, the little girl subconsciously took a step back, feeling as if all her secrets had been seen through by the child in front of her.

"What's the matter?"

The little girl paused, somewhat afraid of this unknown boy, but a stubborn streak rose in her heart. She tilted her head back and continued, "Excuse me, how do I get to Tianzong?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, the little girl blushed. That wasn't what she meant to say, but the words came out like this.

"Tianzong?"

The child murmured something and glanced at the little girl in front of him, but his gaze was no longer as sharp as before.

As his mind gradually returned to normal, the child suddenly noticed the little girl's silver hair, and a figure from the depths of his memory resurfaced.

He had only been in this world for two years, but it felt like a hundred years had passed.

"You want to become my apprentice, right?"

The child slowly stood up, his gaze becoming somewhat distant. If he wasn't mistaken, the little girl in front of him should be Xiaomeng.

"Go to the Foreign Affairs Hall! Just follow the main road and you'll get there. As for how to become an apprentice, ask the disciples there when you get there; they will tell you."

The little girl nodded when she heard this.

Her attitude wasn't good before, and she thought the other person wouldn't tell her!

"Are you a disciple of Taoism?"

On Mount Taiyi, knowing the way, the little girl asked a question instinctively.

"Ah."

The child nodded gently.

"Is it from the Heavenly Sect or the Human Sect?"

Taoist disciples are divided into the Heavenly Sect and the Human Sect. Since the other party claimed to be a Taoist disciple, she also wanted to know whether the other party belonged to the Heavenly Sect or the Human Sect.

After all, she was going to worship the Heavenly Sect. She had heard from outside that the Heavenly Sect and the Human Sect were enemies. If the other party was from the Human Sect, they would not be able to get along in the future.

"Heavenly Sect".

"Heavenly Sect!"

The little girl was pleasantly surprised to hear this answer.

"I also think Tianzong is amazing. I didn't expect you to have such good judgment. By the way, what are you doing here?"

"I come here to kill time when I have nothing to do."

The child was naturally Chen Xiuyuan. He thought for a moment and came up with a pretty good excuse.

"Are all the members of the Heavenly Sect this free?"

The little girl's mind raced quickly; she didn't seem to believe the answer.

In her mind, joining a martial arts sect was for the purpose of making faster progress, gaining power, and then doing what she wanted to do. No one would waste their time.

Are you free?

Chen Xiuyuan shook his head, but did not answer. Only idle people think they are idle, but he was not idle at all.

"Hurry up! It's almost noon. By noon, there will be no one at the Foreign Affairs Hall. If you fail to become an apprentice, you'll probably go hungry today."

The little girl snorted when she heard this. "Don't underestimate me. I'm very capable too. I will definitely succeed in joining the Heavenly Sect."

Chen Xiuyuan nodded, a memory resurfacing in her mind. Indeed, according to the trajectory of fate, she would indeed become a disciple of the Heavenly Sect, specifically under the tutelage of Bei Mingzi.

"Good luck to you then."

The little girl tossed her head and replied with a touch of arrogance, "No, you should say 'wait and see.'"

Chen Xiuyuan chuckled upon hearing this.

He suddenly realized that the girl in front of him wasn't as rigid as he remembered; on the contrary, she was quite interesting.

"Alright, let's wait and see."

The little girl brandished the wooden sword in her hand, then strode away. Hmm, her steps were even faster than when she arrived, as if she had taken Chen Xiuyuan's advice.

Chen Xiuyuan watched the departing figure, gently raised his hand, and a stream of water suddenly appeared in his palm, swirling around.

After a year, Tianzong's Wanchuan Qiushui and Xinruo Zhishui techniques have been perfected. After experiencing that great dream, the two techniques have even begun to merge, propelling his internal energy cultivation forward at a rapid pace.

Within the entire Heavenly Sect, perhaps only Bei Mingzi could discern a clue: Qingxu's internal strength had surpassed that of most of the sect's elders, reaching an unbelievable level.

Of course, within that year, he finally figured out the purpose of the porcelain pillow.

Through dreams, he can personally experience the artistic conception of the creator of the cultivation method when it was created, as well as the creator's insights and experiences.

These things may seem to have little effect, but for cultivation techniques, they are like a cheat code. The progress made in one day can be equivalent to several months for ordinary people. In particular, the understanding of the artistic conception is something that ordinary people may never comprehend in their entire lives.

As for how to activate it, he has now figured out some tricks. As the ancients often said, "What you think about during the day, you dream about at night," and the same principle applies to porcelain pillows.

Just like the two mental cultivation methods, "Autumn Waters of Ten Thousand Rivers" and "Heart Like Still Water," besides sufficient accumulation, one must also observe water to comprehend the Dao. Once one exceeds the threshold of the porcelain pillow, it will bring him into a dream.

To be more specific, it's that burning sensation that, in the final days, often allows one to predict the approximate timeframe on a whim.

"He's still as decisive and efficient as ever."

Suddenly, Chen Xiuyuan raised his head and looked in the direction of the Foreign Affairs Hall, as if he had seen the scene there.

A silver-haired girl wielding a wooden sword swept through eighteen disciples of the Heavenly Sect.

"Is this the predetermined fate?"

As he sensed the figure being led to the back mountain, he thought for a moment and then stopped looking. Her talent was sufficient; Bei Mingzi would not let such a talented and beautiful woman slip through his fingers.

What are your reasons for becoming my apprentice?

The one who spoke was Chisongzi.

"Does becoming stronger need a reason?"

"Pursuing strength is a sign of inner weakness. You are so young, what have you been through?"

The young girl seemed unwilling to waste any words; she raised her wooden sword, intending to select the strongest person in the area.

But he was then interrupted by Chisongzi. The Heavenly Sect doesn't accept disciples based on swordsmanship.

"Sword skills are not the criterion for the Heavenly Sect to accept disciples. The Heavenly Sect prioritizes talent when accepting disciples, and when examining talent, it looks at one's comprehension of the Dao."

Everything seemed to be back on track, but it also seemed different.

Until the little girl opened her eyes, saw Bei Mingzi, and drew her sword, she was once again impressed by Bei Mingzi's immortal-like skills.

"Little girl, there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. We're all people who have been toyed with by fate, but some manage to break free while others are imprisoned and unable to escape. You still have a long way to go!"

Upon hearing this, the elders of the Heavenly Sect were puzzled. The young girl was exceptionally talented, truly a prodigy. It was only because she had not yet entered the Dao that she was like this. Was Bei Mingzi setting his expectations too high?
But Chishongzi sighed inwardly. His uncle was right. They were the same age and had the same experiences, but some of them had already transcended.

From this day forward, your Taoist name shall be Xiaomeng!

Chisongzi shook his head and smiled. Although his uncle said such things, he had ultimately taken a liking to this rare talent.

"Congratulations, junior sister."

(End of this chapter)