Why do you always want to be my Taoist partner?

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Chapter 112: Chapter Then I will have no choice but to die in front of the master

Early in the morning, Jiang Li sat in the garden under the bamboo building and watered his flowers and plants.

Jiang Chuyue was walking slowly on the grass. She was gradually getting used to the feeling of walking. Before, she would always fall down after walking for a while, but she didn't need Jiang Li to help her. She would slowly get up by herself and continue walking on the grass.

After Jiang Li finished taking care of the garden, he saw Jiang Chuyue running on the grass. Although she was not running fast and she almost fell down, her face was full of smiles and she seemed particularly happy.

Jiang Li picked a white rose from the garden and handed it to Jiang Chuyue.

"For me?" Jiang Chuyue breathed slightly. She looked at Jiang Li's face, still a little bit unbelievable.

"Well, congratulations." Jiang Li was no longer serious at this moment. Jiang Chuyue put away the bouquet of flowers and whispered, "Thanks to you."

"It's just a small favor." Jiang Li coughed and looked into her eyes. "Then... I'll find someone to take you home tonight?"

Jiang Chuyue looked down at the bouquet of white flowers in her hand. As expected, all the gifts from fate had already been secretly marked with a price. She took a step back, but accidentally fell to the ground. Her skirt fell apart. She looked up at Jiang Li with grievance, "Do you hate me that much?"

"No, I'm just afraid that if you stay here for too long, you'll fall in love with me uncontrollably."

"Who would fall in love with a... disgusting person like you?" Jiang Chuyue turned her face away, her voice revealing a bit of stubbornness.

Jiang Li smiled helplessly. He thought about it seriously. It was less than seven days until the martial arts competition to win a bride. It was not impossible for Jiang Huanyang to take her back by then.

Jiang Li didn't mind the trouble, he was just used to being alone in peace, so he felt a little uncomfortable with someone living with him suddenly.

"Then you can stay here, and wait until your brother comes to pick you up." Jiang Li changed his words again. He looked at Jiang Chuyue's eyes which gradually brightened up. Jiang Li sat under the tree and glanced at her. "Your injury is healed now, but after you return to the sect...will it get worse again?"

Jiang Chuyue was silent for a while, "It won't be long."

"Is it a secret that must not be told?" Jiang Li asked.

Jiang Chuyue nodded softly, so Jiang Li had no choice but to stop asking. He looked at the thin girl in front of him and suddenly felt a little pity for her.

If she had not met Jiang Li, the twenty-year-old girl would have been devoured by the strange sword energy and turned into a vegetable from then on.

But since it can be turned into this, why not just kill her? Jiang Li felt a little bit unbelievable, that sword force was very strange, in fact, it was comparable to Mu Xuezhi's sword force, but unfortunately it was not as good as his.

If Jiang Chuyue went back this time, and her body was once again enveloped by the sword energy, she would probably become like that within five years. When Jiang Li thought of this, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have gotten himself into a big trouble.

But so far we can only take one step at a time.

"Does anyone else know that you have Moon Eyes?"

Jiang Chuyue shook her head.

"Then you don't have to hide what you can see anymore. Anyway... you will be planted with the sword mark again after a while."

Jiang Chuyue responded softly. She looked at Jiang Li who lowered his head in front of her. After a while, she suddenly reached out her hand, slowly held up Jiang Li's face, and asked softly, "Why are you sad?"

"Am I sad?"

"It looks a little bit." Jiang Chuyue muttered softly, but she smiled at Jiang Li.

"If you hadn't helped me, I might not have lived for two years. Because I met you, I can live a few more years and walk on the ground again. For me, this is something I have always dreamed of, so... thank you."

Her voice was very soft. Jiang Li looked down at her porcelain-white face. After a moment, he nodded gently.

"You're welcome."

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Jiang Li came to the courtyard at the top of Hanyuan Mountain again.

He knocked on the door gently, holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms. The door opened quickly and Mu Xuezhi was standing under the tree, holding a fallen leaf in her hand. The afternoon sun was pouring down on her. Jiang Li looked at her turned cheek and suddenly felt dizzy.

He didn't speak for a long time. Mu Xuezhi's pink lips moved slightly and she asked, "What?"

"The Sect Master is so beautiful that I'm a little dazed." Jiang Li scratched his head. Mu Xuezhi's eyes were slightly filled with a bit of coldness, but Jiang Li placed the bouquet of flowers in the vase in a very familiar manner.

"What do you think of the painting I drew last time?"

Mu Xuezhi glanced at him indifferently but didn't say anything.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Jiang Li tried to smooth things over, "Actually, I think I'm the best painter in the world, but when I think about painting the Sect Master, I don't know how to start. I always feel that no matter how hard I try, it's hard to depict even one ten-thousandth of the Sect Master's appearance."

Jiang Li said this without blushing at all, his eyes were as sincere as they could be. Mu Xuezhi's eyes were still indifferent, without any color, as if Jiang Li's compliments had no effect on her.

"What are you doing here?" She interrupted what Jiang Li was about to say.

Jiang Li had already said this, his eyes sincere, "I have been working on my painting skills in recent days, but I always felt that it was difficult to improve my skills. Until the day before yesterday, I painted a picture for the sect master, and finally found a way to improve. It turns out that it's not that my painting skills are not good enough, but it's hard to find someone who can support my painting skills and help me improve my painting skills."

Mu Xuezhi sneered, "Keep making it up."

Jiang Li had actually calculated her sudden sneer, so he didn't feel embarrassed at all. "Don't you think the Sect Master is aware of your own appearance?"

"Excessive modesty is a sign of arrogance. I have painted many women in the past, but compared to you, they are all as weak as fireflies."

"Then what am I?"

"It is the bright and clear moon in the sky."

Jiang Li has made no effort to hide his status as a bootlicker. Even though Mu Xuezhi always thinks he is hypocritical, flattery never gets the better of you. She glanced at Jiang Li and Jiang Li quickly spoke.

"So I want to paint a picture for the Sect Master in front of him to improve my painting skills."

Jiang Li actually had no idea at all.

There are three steps to chasing a woman: turn into a cat, turn into a tiger, and turn into a puppy. However, he couldn't do the first two steps at the moment, so he decided to change the order of the steps and turn into a puppy first.

Mu Xuezhi glanced at the flowers in the vase and looked at him silently, "How long?"

"Three incense sticks of time will be enough."

"You draw it."

Mu Xuezhi said lightly.

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Jiang Li sat in front of the easel, but was reluctant to start writing. He stared at Mu Xuezhi in front of him without blinking. Mu Xuezhi was only wearing a white Taoist robe today, but her face was so delicate. Jiang Li relied entirely on his imagination to draw that painting last time, but today he saw it with his own eyes. He was not in a hurry to start writing. He was thinking about the light and shadow composition in his mind and looking at Mu Xuezhi's cheek, which was a very pleasant thing in itself.

He read for two incense sticks of time. Unexpectedly, Mu Xuezhi was very patient and did not say a word. It was as if she was playing a game with him where whoever spoke first would lose. During the last incense stick of time, Jiang Li finally started to write.

His painting skills have already reached perfection. There are really few people in this world who are better than him. It's just that he is not that famous. After an incense stick of time, Jiang Li looked at the drawing paper in front of him. He saw Mu Xuezhi standing under the tree, holding fallen leaves in her hands, with clear and proud eyes. He was particularly satisfied.

When the ink dried, he took the painting to Mu Xuezhi.

"Give it to the master."

Mu Xuezhi glanced at the scroll indifferently, and her eyes froze for a moment. For some reason, she always felt that the woman in the painting always had a vague loneliness in her eyes. She had never had this feeling before, but when she saw the eyes in the painting, her heart suddenly felt a little empty.

"Why don't you keep it for yourself?"

"For me, the best painting is always the next one. If I keep it in my mind, thinking that I have already painted such an amazing painting, I will inevitably be complacent, and then it will be difficult to make any progress."

Mu Xuezhi put the painting away indifferently, and Jiang Li smiled contentedly.

"Then I won't bother you anymore."

He left without any delay. He went home to make dinner for Jiang Chuyue, then went to bed early. He got up the next morning, made breakfast, and watched Jiang Chuyue running around in the open space in the bamboo forest chasing butterflies. He completed his daily drawing of talismans and formations, then went out and came to the gate of Hanyuan Mountain again.

But he didn't bring any flowers today. The door opened and Mu Xuezhi was wearing a black dress. Jiang Li said as if he was offering a treasure, "Today I brought some flower tea that I made myself to the Sect Master."

Jiang Li took out a small glass bottle, which contained some scented tea that he had made himself. Mu Xuezhi came to the tea table and sat down. Seeing that she didn't say anything, Jiang Li started to make the scented tea. Mu Xuezhi sat there like a sculpture. After Jiang Li finished making the scented tea, she took a sip. Her calm eyes finally showed some changes.

"What are you going to do again?"

"I thought the Sect Master was absolutely beautiful in her Taoist robe yesterday, but I never thought that the Sect Master in her long skirt today would be completely different and stunning. I want to draw another picture for the Sect Master."

Mu Xuezhi's eyes were indifferent, but this time she didn't hesitate too much.

"Three sticks of incense."

"it is good."

Jiang Li took out the easel again, and looked at Mu Xuezhi who was sitting at the tea table from afar. He looked at her seriously for a long time again. Mu Xuezhi never avoided his gaze. The two pairs of eyes stared at each other across the air, but seemed not to meet.

Jiang Li seemed to only be able to see the indifference in her eyes, but had never seen what was hidden behind those eyes. He just looked at those eyes so seriously, and started to paint in the last stick of incense. After the painting was completed, he handed the painting to Mu Xuezhi, and then left again.

Noon the next day.

Jiang Li came to the gate of Mu Xuezhi's courtyard carrying a box of flower cakes.

Today, Mu Xuezhi was wearing a white palace dress, the same one she wore when Jiang Li first met her. Jiang Li couldn't help but look greedily at her collarbone and ankles under the hem of the skirt, then patted his chest.

"Master, please let me paint another picture today!"

Mu Xuezhi raised her eyes slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up faintly, "What if I don't let you draw?"

Jiang Li made a bitter face, "Then I will have no choice but to die in front of the Sect Master."

Chapter 113: Chapter : Fallen Immortal

Jiang Li roughly guessed the two possible results of what he had just said.

Perhaps Mu Xuezhi would gladly agree. After all, his painting skills were first-rate. How could she refuse such respect from a younger generation to an elder? Moreover, he was superior to her in understanding sword skills, but he was willing to bow down to her in other aspects. This should be something she should be proud of, right?

The second result was that Mu Xuezhi coldly rejected him. After all, this woman had lived for a thousand years and had cut off all emotions and thoughts, so it was not surprising for her to do anything.

He was really curious about what would happen to Mu Xuezhi in the end, so he looked into Mu Xuezhi's eyes with anticipation.

What will be the result?

"No need to die." Mu Xuezhi shook her head calmly, "If you want to paint, then paint."

Her tone was full of contempt, as if she didn't care at all, and her dark eyes seemed to be shining with brilliance. Jiang Li always felt that he could not hide anything from those eyes, as if everything in his heart had been guessed and understood by them, so no matter what he did, it would be in vain.

Jiang Li remembered the scenes when he painted for those girls in the past. Most of them were very happy. Maybe they would raise the corners of their mouths and try to be reserved. Maybe they would hug his neck and want to kiss him. At this time, he would always turn his face away subconsciously.

But Mu Xuezhi's answer was so bland, so bland that it suddenly made him feel a little breathless.

Jiang Li remembered a sentence he had learned before, "Silence is the greatest contempt", and now it seems that Mu Xuezhi in front of him is really contemptuous. In fact, she doesn't care about your painting skills, or how beautiful you praise her, because she doesn't care.

It was as if Jiang Li used all his strength to chop out with the sword, but the sword just chopped into the air without causing any ripples. Jiang Li suddenly felt a little crazy, although he knew very well why he was crazy.

Because he didn't believe Mu Xuezhi's indifference.

This woman is obviously the leader of Xuantian Daoji Sect, and has made the sect prosperous over the years. If she is only interested in the sword, then she would not want to grasp this power, not to mention that she has a daughter? Jiang Li is very curious about who is the man who can make her willingly leave a child for this world. Jiang Li is skeptical about whether such a man really exists in this world.

But the facts were right in front of him. Jiang Li always suspected that she had been heartbroken by a man in the past, so she gave up all ties of love and became what she is now. But when she said that she had never been hurt by a man, there was so much joking in her words, but that joking was directed at him, at his ridiculous guess.

Everything about Mu Xuezhi in front of him seemed to be a mystery, but it was precisely because of the mystery that he wanted to get closer to her. There were too many boring things in this world, so he would subconsciously pursue the interesting things. He wanted to see this woman laugh because of love one day, and then see her cry.

This way he could win the last debate. Love exists in this world. As long as you believe in it, it exists.

But Jiang Li always felt like he was muttering to himself. Maybe he didn't want to win the debate against Mu Xuezhi, he just wanted to convince himself.

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Mu Xuezhi had already promised him to paint for her, so if he went back on his word and said he didn't want to paint anymore, he would look like a clown. Jiang Li didn't want to be a clown, so he took out the easel once again and started painting for Mu Xuezhi, who was wearing a white dress in front of him.

"Why is the Sect Master wearing a white palace dress?" Jiang Li couldn't help but ask.

Mu Xuezhi narrowed her eyes slightly, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on her face. "In order to make you draw me better?"

"No, you wanted me to think that you wore this dress on purpose so that I could draw you better."

After hearing Jiang Li's words, Mu Xuezhi's expression did not change, she just smiled indifferently.

Jiang Li did not feel complacent after guessing the correct answer. He suddenly felt that he was really like a puppy. His little tricks were completely useless in front of Mu Xuezhi. She easily grasped his thoughts.

When he walked into the yard today, he was still feeling smug. Maybe Mu Xuezhi deliberately changed into a beautiful dress today just to make him paint her better? He treated Mu Xuezhi as an ordinary woman, and then he became a little stupid dog in her eyes.

This time, Jiang Li did not stare at her for two incense sticks of time, but started painting directly. He painted very quickly, and after a while, the hazy figure of Mu Xuezhi appeared on the scroll. He painted Mu Xuezhi standing on the peak of Hanyuan Mountain. It was snowing heavily in the scroll. She stood in the snow like a sculpture, or a carefully built snowman.

He handed the scroll to Mu Xuezhi, who glanced at it indifferently and said, "Your painting skills are very good."

These words did not sound like sarcasm. She was indeed praising Jiang Li's painting skills. Unfortunately, Jiang Li could not show any joy. He nodded, then turned around with a lack of interest. This time he did not say goodbye respectfully. He did not say a word, and Mu Xuezhi did not say anything either. She just sat there and watched him leave quietly.

The courtyard soon became empty again. Mu Xuezhi lowered her head and picked up the teacup on the table, only to see some ripples on the surface of the water.