A cat that lingers beside a saint

The first day after Master left.

In the Taoist temple, Su Bai completely let loose and became himself.

As a cat, if you don't destroy the house, you're really wasting such a good opportunity.

Of course, Su Bai didn't go too far. Besides, the Taoist temple didn't look very sturdy to begin with. If he really dismantled the roof beams, he would probably get a beating when he got back.

Although his master never hit him.

……

The day after Master left.

Su Bai was getting a little tired of playing.

Basically, everything that could be demolished in the Taoist temple has already been demolished.

There were almost no intact sheets, blankets, pots and pans...

Sitting at the entrance of the Taoist temple, looking into the distance, he suddenly began to miss the old Taoist priest.

Just as he had this thought, a figure suddenly flashed by in the distance.

Su Bai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up, his pupils instantly becoming incredibly sharp, and the hair on his body standing on end.

He was quite certain that he had indeed seen a figure just now, and that the person was not the old Taoist.

Compared to the old Taoist priest, that person was obviously younger, and seemed familiar.

Just as he was thinking this, a voice suddenly rang out beside him.

"May I ask if there is an elder here?"

The sudden sound startled Su Bai, who took a few steps back and then stared intently at the person who had entered.

The newcomer was dressed as a Taoist priest, in all white robes, and did indeed look young.

Su Bai retreated into the Taoist temple. The small sword hanging around his neck clearly sensed Su Bai's tension, and at this moment it was emitting a faint blue light.

It seems like it will break free at any moment.

Perhaps sensing something, the man did not enter the Taoist temple, but stood at the entrance and bowed deeply towards the temple, saying, "This disciple has come to pay his respects."

Three calls were made in succession, but no sound came from inside the Taoist temple.

The man in white shook his head slightly and sighed softly, "Could it be that you already knew I would come and didn't want to see me, so you left first?"

Although the man in white was puzzled, he ultimately focused his gaze on Su Bai.

Perhaps noticing the small sword emitting a bluish light on Su Bai's chest, he was taken aback for a moment, then bowed slightly to Su Bai and asked, "May I ask how you are addressed, fellow Daoist?"

Su Bai stared at him for a long time.

Su Bai sensed no malice from him. He patted the small sword at his neck, pondered for a moment, and said, "Su Bai, what about you?"

"So it's Junior Brother Su. I am Miaole. I came to pay my respects to my elders today, but I didn't expect them to be out of the house. If you wait until they return, I will trouble you to let me know."

Miaole?

Su Bai raised his paw and scratched his head. He had never heard his master mention this name before.

Since I've never heard of him, it means this person in front of me is definitely a fraud.

However, the fact that the other party knows this place means that this person is not simple.

He remembered his master saying that this place was deep in the mountains, and ordinary cultivators could not enter it at all.

Unless the person before us is not an ordinary cultivator, but a highly accomplished master?

But why does he call himself junior brother?

Master never mentioned that he had any other fellow disciples.

"You said I'm your junior brother?"

"Do you know what my master's name is?"

Actually, Su Bai had asked the old Taoist priest this question a long time ago.

The old Taoist's answer was simple: born of heaven and earth, nameless and without surname.

To Su Bai, this sounded as if he were an orphan.

Miao Le smiled faintly, sat cross-legged outside the Taoist temple, and pondered for a long time. Just as she opened her mouth, a gentle breeze blew by.

Miaole was immediately speechless.

"Well... I'm not quite sure either, but it seems you haven't been cultivating for as long as I have. Calling you junior brother won't be a loss for you."

"My master went down the mountain to buy wine, and it will probably take him a few more days. Why don't you come back later?"

"Junior brother, won't you invite me in for a seat?"

Su Bai laughed: "I'm afraid I might lose control and stab you to death with my sword."

Miaole smiled too.

This junior brother looks quite cute, but he has a rather irritable temper.

So be it.

Since his master is not here, his presence here would only annoy this junior brother.

It seems that his martial uncle already knew about his arrival here, and the gentle breeze just now was clearly a warning to him not to talk too much.

Miao Le slowly got up, and just as she was about to leave, she stopped.

He then took out a green gourd from his bosom and said, "Junior brother, this is a gift for our meeting. There are pills in this gourd that I refined myself. Consuming them can enhance your magical power, and if you encounter danger, they can also quickly restore your spiritual energy."

Spiritual energy?

Nowadays, the word "spiritual energy" is the one thing Su Bai can't stand the most.

Ever since his master told him that absorbing spiritual energy for cultivation would bring karmic consequences, he has avoided spiritual energy like the plague.

Moreover, Master also said...

The worst thing you can do on the path of cultivation is to use external things to enhance yourself. If you don't have a solid foundation, and you start using external things to forcibly improve your cultivation, it's like pulling up seedlings to help them grow, and it will be difficult to make any progress in the future.

Trying to harm me?

Watching the other person's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Su Bai couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

Arriving at the entrance, and watching the person's figure completely disappear into the forest, Su Bai then walked to the gourd.

He didn't actually know much about elixirs.

Upon opening the gourd, a medicinal fragrance wafted out, and he even felt a faint sense that his cultivation was about to break through.

Su Bai hurriedly blocked the gourd's mouth, then slapped the gourd away.

"Trying to harm me? You're still too green!"

……

Although Miaole left, her mind remained focused on the activity within the Taoist temple.

He saw Su Bai walk to the gourd and also saw Su Bai open the gourd stopper.

But he never expected that Su Bai would slap the gourd away.

Upon seeing this, Miaose's face immediately darkened.

You should know that the gift he gave was very valuable.

People would beg for even a single grain, yet this cat just threw it away.

After her anger subsided, Miaole waved to the gourd.

Looking at the pills inside the gourd, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

So many years have passed, and my uncle still hasn't forgiven them.

If he hadn't come to pay his respects today, he probably wouldn't have known that his martial uncle had taken on another disciple.

This junior brother's temperament is quite similar to that of his current senior uncle; they truly are of the same lineage.

After Miaole left, she transformed into a streak of light and flew eastward.

It was from a slightly different direction than the direction he came from.

In the entire eastern region, apart from that palace standing in the void, there was nothing else to be seen.

Miaole descended from the clouds and then walked step by step toward the main hall.

"Teacher, your disciple has come to see you."

"Teacher, my martial uncle has taken on a new disciple, a cat. It's quite interesting, but its temper seems a bit too bad."

"teacher……"

Inside the main hall, a figure appeared and disappeared intermittently. Listening to Miaole's rambling, he slowly opened his eyes.

After a long while, he said softly, "Go back. You shouldn't have come here."

Miao Le remained silent for a moment, then kowtowed several times before leaving.

However, the figure inside the main hall did not disappear.

His gaze was fixed on the distance, and no one knew what he was thinking.

As he gently waved his whisk, the once desolate east suddenly transformed into a bustling scene.

That's the warmth of everyday life.