For the next three days, Meng Chaoran gave Chu Yang comprehensive training. Even during these three days, the master and apprentice lived in the same room, practicing all skills and tirelessly pouring his own Jianghu experience and things to note into his mind.
Although Chu Yang clearly knew all of this, he still enjoyed the feeling of being pampered by his master. So when Meng Chaoran spoke, he listened very seriously and thoroughly savored the warmth of that moment.
Such warmth, he missed it in his previous life, but this time, Chu Yang didn't want to miss it. He knew that if he didn't listen, Meng Chaoran wouldn't say anything on the surface, but would be very hurt inside.
Chu Yang didn't want Master to suffer.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Chu Yang stepped out of the house, gazing at the morning mist drifting gently, taking a deep breath. His eyes lingered with some nostalgia. Today, he would be leaving this place behind.
This time I go, I don't know when I'll be back, or if I can come back again.
Last night there was a heavy rain, and the entire Zizhuyuan Garden was washed clean.
Meng Chaoran had said early on that he was going up the mountain to pick herbs and left without a trace. Chu Yang knew that this was because his master couldn't bear to part with him, so he simply hid.
A scream came from the latrine. Tan Tong rushed out immediately, bringing with him a strong stench. He was filthy from head to toe.
Chu Yang couldn't help but be shocked, how did this guy still have that Soul Devouring Sacred Fish in his hand?
Tan Tang's face was filled with awkwardness and depression as he brushed past him, rushing into the house without stopping, and with a "thud", threw the Soul-Absorbing Sacred Fish into the fish tank.
Immediately, a naked person ran out, carrying a wooden bucket to the edge of the water pool, pouring water over their head and face. After several buckets, the stench finally dissipated a bit.
Chu Yang was originally lost in thought, but he was confused by him. This kid is like a nerve disease, what's going on? Did the Qing dynasty fall into the toilet early in the morning?
Tan Tang finally cleaned himself up, slipped into the house with a flash of lightning, put on a set of clothes in an instant, and then bundled up the dirty clothes and threw them out.
He then walked out with a bitter smile on his face. His face was wrinkled like a bitter melon, and before he even spoke, he let out a deep sigh.
"What's wrong?" Chu Yang narrowed his eyes.
"Ah, never mind." Tan Tang was on the verge of tears.
It turned out that this guy had been raising the Soul Absorbing Sacred Fish as a treasure in his fish tank since he got it, occasionally feeding it food and aquatic plants. But one day later, it flipped over with its white belly up in the fish tank.
Tan Tang no matter how provocative, was completely unresponsive. Flipping his belly in the fish tank, he floated without a hint of anger.
Tan Tang got up today and found that his body was all stiff. He sighed sadly, picked up the fish in his hands, and happened to go to the toilet, so he brought it along, thinking that since it's already dead, he might as well throw it into the toilet.
But after he threw the fish into the toilet, the most unexpected thing happened: the fish actually splashed around in the dirty water of the latrine, extremely lively...
Tan Tong was completely helpless, so he had to jump down and grab back up. The most tragic thing is... Last night, it just rained heavily, Tan Tong almost swam in the toilet once... Cough cough.
"Hahaha......" After hearing this, Chu Yang covered his stomach, panting and unable to catch his breath, laughing so hard he was almost crying.
Never in my wildest dreams did I think this guy would mess things up so badly.
Tan Tang angrily scolded, "How was I supposed to know that this dead fish would be like this? It just stayed still in the fish tank, looking like a corpse. But when it was thrown into the latrine, it suddenly came back to life! Does this dead fish only move around in smelly places?"
Chu Yang rubbed his belly, tears streaming down: "You idiot, the Holy Spirit Fish absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it also needs to digest. If it has absorbed enough, it will stop moving, quietly digesting before taking its next action. So during this time when it's digesting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it's the best opportunity for a warrior to use it to absorb the spiritual energy and cultivate! And you...you actually threw it into the toilet!"
"Ah?" Tan Tang's mouth opened into an egg shape: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"You idiot." Chu Yang said with a tone of 'wasting good steel on a useless sword': "This Holy Spirit Absorbing Fish can survive even when buried underground, but you keep it in an aquarium and it's going to die? Use that brainless head of yours to think carefully! Moreover... it relies on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to live, feeding it anything is useless! Throwing it into a toilet... you really did it. If others find out that you have a Holy Spirit Absorbing Fish but threw it into a toilet, I reckon all the martial artists in the world will come to fight you to the death!"
Tan Tang sighed and said, "I'm not easy either, my clothes are all ruined, look at my hands..." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and actually put it under his nose to take a sniff. Immediately, a look of wanting to vomit appeared on his face: "And I still have to use these hands to eat later... how can I eat like this."
"You deserved it!" Chu Yang thought for a moment and couldn't help but laugh.
As I entered the room and took a look, that poor Arowana fish in the aquarium was swimming back and forth rapidly, vomiting and having diarrhea, it seemed that this fish was severely nauseated...
"Hurry up and change the water!" Chu Yang shouted. Tan Tang quickly complied.
After changing the water seven or eight times, the Arowana finally calmed down, lying weakly at the bottom of the tank with its belly bulging in and out, looking as if it had some grievances...
It seems like I need to take good care of myself this time.
Chu Yang did not expect that when he left, he would actually leave with tears of laughter. It wasn't until he had walked a long way off that he heard Tan Tang's hoarse voice shouting out: "Chu Yang, take good care of yourself! I will go find you! I will go help you!"
After shouting for a while, his voice became hoarse.
Chu Yang's footsteps paused for a moment, but he didn't turn his head back; he just waved his hand and turned around the corner, disappearing from Tan Tang's line of sight.
"Don't die on me!" Tan Tang shouted in a hoarse voice, tears streaming down his face as he suddenly squatted to the ground and began to sob.
He didn't know what Chu Yang was going to do, but he knew that Chu Yang's mission this time was extremely dangerous! Otherwise, his master wouldn't have reacted like that.
Tan Tang is very worried and heartbroken.
Chu Yang felt a sourness in his heart, but he forced himself to keep going without looking back. He just left step by step like that.
Far away, on the mountain top. Meng Chao Ran was bathed in the rising morning sun, his eyes fixed tightly on his disciple leaving step by step, his hands clenched into fists at some unknown time.
In his right hand, there was a piece of paper. On it were several words written by Chu Yang: Shocking Swan Cloud Snow Step; need to lie down, reverse the inner breath, from the last step forward push, reverse practice step method, can be accomplished.
Chu Yang walked leisurely on the mountain path, with a small backpack on his back.
A person walks out of the Tianwai Building, solitary and embarks on a journey, facing this already bewildering fate. Chu Yang's heart suddenly rises with a faint sense of melancholy.
He suddenly thought of a few sentences in his heart: "This time, it's a knife mountain and fire sea, no looking back; this time, it's nine deaths and one life on the Jianghu road; this time, it's proudly laughing at the world from now on, this time, it's going straight up to the ninth heaven, don't look back."
These few sentences are from a popular song "Jiang Hu Xing" in the previous life, Mo Qingwu had played and sung this song before. Chu Yang has a deep impression of it.
As he thought about it, Chu Yang couldn't help but smile, muttering to himself: "This time, I'll make the heavens go against me; this time, I'll let fate turn around again! This time, I'll accompany you in lightly dancing and laughing amidst the red dust, this time, I will surely overturn the nine-layered sky!"
He hummed softly to himself with a few lines of lyrics he had added, walking slowly out of the Tianwai Building and beyond the boundaries of Jiufengyiyuan.
Not even looking back.
The young man's hair fell down randomly, covering half of his face. From the fluttering strands of hair, a pair of eyes calmly gazed at the world, with an gaze as sharp as a knife, as if wanting to split open this world.
The rising sun shone on his body, stretching his shadow long and thin. The misty fog in the mountains added a layer of crimson color to his back silhouette.
Seems to be indicating something...