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The air in the cave suddenly became quiet again.

The sound of birds chirping was heard. The master waited until Chen Yin closed his eyes to practice, then he quietly opened his eyes a little and glanced at him.

Then, a helpless and doting smile flashed across her pretty face.

“… Brat.”

"He's so stubborn that I can't bear to scold him." She half-closed her eyes and murmured softly.

While Chen Yin was practicing, she slowly stood up and made hand gestures with her tender little hands.

In an instant, the scenery of the entire cave became strangely distorted.

It was like a picture being twisted into a ball, and a vague vortex appeared out of nowhere in the entire cave.

The master's eyes were focused and bright, and he kept making hand gestures.

As she continued to make hand gestures, her face became paler and paler, but her eyes became clearer and clearer.

That vortex, under Master's control, became clearer and clearer.

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In a trance, Chen Yin returned to the Mayfly Mountain.

He looked at those monks who lost themselves in the pursuit of the great way, and watched silently from beginning to end.

He was struggling against himself, resisting the urge to join them.

The time left for comprehending the principles of life and death became very little, so little that it was pitiful.

But Chen Yin had to resist the urge to get lost and distract himself to comprehend the truth of life and death.

Once the feeling of being lost becomes stronger, he must force himself to wake up.

…This process is really dangerous.

If you fail to grasp the right degree, you may never wake up.

So even Chen Yin did not dare to be greedy. He tried his best to stay awake every time. When he reached the point where he could no longer control himself, he forced himself to wake up.

The monks in front of him began to tear each other's flesh and blood again.

Like the most primitive savages, they threw aside human etiquette and tore each other apart like wild beasts.

The strong smell of blood spread in Chen Yin's nostrils.

Chen Yin could almost feel a voice screaming desperately in his bones and blood.

Roaring to join them.

"puff."

He suddenly opened his eyes and another mouthful of blood spurted onto the ground.

Feeling weak in his mind, he shook his body and put away the Changming sword that almost pierced his chest again.

After taking several deep breaths, Chen Yin suddenly realized something.

This time the dizziness and weakness were much lighter than before.

He raised his head blankly, and what came into his sight were his master's half-closed eyes.

Only then did he realize that he was lying in something soft.

It’s Master’s thigh.

"Awake?" Master asked calmly.

Chen Yin didn't say anything, but frowned slightly.

"I feel a little embarrassed the way I look now."

"I am your master." She stretched out her little hand and tapped Chen Yin on the tip of his nose. "I have seen you in more miserable situations than this."

Chen Yin thought about it and agreed.

No matter how miserable I am now, it is not as miserable as when I was a child, when I was stripped of my pants and hung on a tree and spanked.

So he closed his eyes again and rested for a while.

The gentle breeze blew through the mountain stream, and the master's gentle body fragrance brought a sense of clarity into Chen Yin's drowsy mind.

He felt his master's soft little hands gently massaging his forehead.

Chen Yin suddenly felt relaxed and peaceful.

"Comfortable?"

"I should have asked Master to practice with me earlier." Chen Yin said with his eyes closed, "This way I could enjoy Master's lap earlier."

"It's a beautiful thought."

The master tapped his forehead unhappily, but there was a calm smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Give me a break. I have something to show you."

Chen Yin opened his eyes immediately.

"what?"

He sat up straight.

It was not until then that he noticed that the cave where he had been day and night was now completely unrecognizable.

A pitch-black vortex quietly floated in the middle of the cave.

"This is..." Chen Yin turned his head in a daze.

"This is a secret place for cultivation that I, the master, spent a lot of money to prepare specifically for you."

Master suddenly raised his little head, as if he was about to praise me: "Since you are practicing so slowly, I have specially created this secret realm. In it, you will be able to comprehend the Great Dao with twice the result with half the effort."

"How about it, it's awesome!"

Chen Yin stared at the vortex blankly, then said unhappily:

"You stingy old woman! Why didn't you take out such a good thing earlier?"

"Hey you loser, do you know how precious and hard to get this thing?"

The two of them quarreled for a while as usual, and then Chen Yin slowly stood up, eager to go in.

But before he could enter, the master's voice sounded again behind him.

"Chen Yin."

"Ok?"

The master opened his mouth.

But in the end, she just pursed her lips, lowered her eyelashes and smiled faintly.

"fine."

"come back earlier."

Chen Yin looked at her deeply.

Then, he walked over, ignoring her shocked look, hugged her petite body tightly, and lifted her up in the air.

"You, what are you doing? Are you trying to take advantage of Master?" Master's face turned red and he flapped his little feet in panic.

Chen Yin didn't say much, but buried his head deeply in her neck, smelling the fragrance of her hair.

"...I will succeed before thirty days."

"Wait for me." He whispered in her ear.

The master was stunned for a moment, then stopped flapping her arms and just patted him with a sweet smile.

"That's enough. It's not like we're going to die, why are you being so cheesy?"

"go quickly."

Chen Yin nodded slowly, turned around and stepped into the whirlpool.

There was always a gentle smile on the master's lips until Chen Yin stepped into the vortex.

Her eyes slowly narrowed.

There is also a hint of bitterness in the smile.

"Chen Yin."

"sorry."

...I lied to you.

What you entered is not a secret place at all.

But this is probably the biggest gamble of my life.

Regardless of success or failure, I can at least guarantee that you will survive after thirty days.

As the sky gradually darkened, Master's wide palace skirt dragged on the ground.

The back figure shows a hint of courage and determination.

(Thank you for your monthly tickets. It turns out that there are still so many people following it. I thought no one was watching it just by looking at the subscriptions.)

(Then there will be ten chapters. Whether it gets a thousand votes or not, there will be ten chapters. I will definitely finish the extra chapters within this month.)

238. Dislocated Time and Space

...so noisy.

It's really noisy.

The noise and whispers in my ears were intertwined, and the sound was extremely disturbing.

Chen Yin slowly opened his eyes.

What comes into view is a street with a constant stream of pedestrians coming and going.

It seemed as if I was in the middle of a busy city.

He was surrounded by a crowd of people, men, women, old and young, pointing and talking to him, and his voices were clearly heard.

"Whose little kid is sitting on the street like this?"

"He has delicate features and is quite handsome."

"Don't go over and join in the fun. Look at the clothes he's wearing, they might be related to those immortals, don't get yourself into trouble."

"Immortals? Are they also attending that gathering?"

Chen Yin blinked, and for a moment he was unable to accept such a large amount of information.

He lowered his head and stared at his clothes in a daze.

…The Taoist robe that had fit him tightly before had now become wide and loose, draped over his body like a cloak.

He stretched out his hand and took a look at the still slightly tender palm and skinny arm.

"Ah..." A young and youthful sound came from his throat.

He was stunned for a long time, then stood up, dragging his wide Taoist robe, and ran to the water bucket on the street.

The reflection in the water shows a thin and frail boy with distinct bones.

Chen Yin was no stranger to this look.

When I was ten years old, when my master brought me back to the mountain for the first time, I was thrown into the bathtub by my master like a dirty stray dog. After I came out of the bathtub, I looked in the bronze mirror and saw that I looked exactly the same as now.

He stared at the water for a long time, taking a long time to accept this.

at last.

Chen Yin accepted this fact.

"Has my body... shrunk to that of a ten-year-old?" he murmured silently.

Fortunately, the scroll in the chest is still there.

Although his cultivation had returned to the upper cloud realm, his understanding of the way of the sword remained.

He dragged his Taoist robe and turned his head to look around blankly.