Chapter 35: Practicing
Many days later, the Mountain God Temple at the top of Funiu Mountain had changed completely its interior and exterior. It was almost impossible to recognize the place. However, it could’ve been worse. Initially, Su Chongshan had wanted to destroy everything and build everything again.
However, Mu Yi found that too inconvenient. It was just a place to live after all, and he wasn’t a materialistic person. Of course, he didn’t tell the old man that he was happy with the dilapidated temple.
Even though everything happened naturally, Mu Yi understood Su Chongshan’s goal. Su Chongshan wanted to be close to him. After all, even rich and powerful people needed Taoist priests. Taoist priests could handle things that they couldn’t.
Clan leaders like him were also polite and friendly to people when they needed them.
In the past, the Su Clan didn’t believe in ghosts because they were a family of scholars, and nobody followed Buddhism or Daoism. They only went to temples to burn incense because it was tradition. However, everything had changed now, and Su Chongshan had started believing in the paranormal.
Mu Yi had perfectly understood Su Chongshan’s stance, but he put in effort to convince him because he needed support, financial support.
If he needed to get a normal job to earn money, he would never have the time to cultivate.
Without money, it was impossible to practice cultivation.
Apart from a companion, Mu Yi had everything he needed.
Because he was involved in the Su Clan’s affairs, he couldn’t ignore them anymore if they needed help.
But he didn’t mind helping as long as he wasn’t asked to go against his own beliefs.
He looked at the resources he had and saw that he had enough food to eat for half a month. Conserving food was an important factor. Initially, Su Chongshan wanted to send a servant to him every day to send him good food, but Mu Yi had adamantly refused. Because he was a cultivator, he didn’t want to relax every day.
Su Chongshan had thus decided to send him food every two weeks. Mu Yi could also tell the servant what he needed, and Su Chongshan would send whatever he required.
Behind the temple, there were many bamboo trees because they had put the bamboo forest next to the old Taoist Priest’s tomb. There was also a pavilion that Su Chongshan had made his clan build for Nian Nuer. Mu Yi hadn’t refused.
Mu Yi planted Nian Nuer’s tree behind the forest. In one evening, it returned to its original state.
Nian Nuer liked her new home. At night, she could walk around the mountains and wasn’t worried that people would notice her. She didn’t have to be worried about the sun either.
However, what Nian Nuer loved the most was to watch Mu Yi cultivating. Every evening, Nian Nuer looked at Mu Yi when he was meditating. She liked the atmosphere.
During the day, she would go back to the forest and sleep in her bamboo tree.
She didn’t need to cultivate because she just needed to sleep insider her tree. This was the way she progressed, which impressed Mu Yi.
However, he wasn’t envious because he was determinedly walking on his own path.
These days, Mu Yi cultivated a lot and finally reached the third level of the Heart Stage, understanding himself.
He needed to stabilize his cultivation level now, and after that, he’d start attempting a breakthrough to the second stage.
Time passed, and the first snowflakes appeared. It was very cold at night, and a layer of ice appeared on Funiu Mountain.
Mu Yi was seated in the pavilion, and there was a table with two bowls of pickles and a jar of alcohol on it. Mu Yi was taking the time to enjoy solitary pleasures.
Mu Yi didn’t like drinking alcohol, but when he was in a good mood, he would drink a few glasses. It was cold outside, but because Mu Yi was wearing a cloak and drinking alcohol, he couldn’t feel the cold. Of course, it was also because he had become stronger.
He had been practicing the fighting technique every day, and he felt a warmth in his body, each time. He also sensed that he was becoming stronger with every practice. It wasn’t something one could see from his appearance since he didn’t have huge muscles. Instead, it was something he could sense from the inside.
He didn’t need to go down the mountain, so he never put on his hat. He would always have his hair in a ponytail and was now dressed in a new Taoist robe and a cloak, which the Su Clan had given to him.
During those two months, Su Chongshan hadn’t come to disturb him, just sending someone every two weeks to bring him food. Initially, it was the same servant, but over time, Su Yingying and Su Jinlun would occasionally replace the servant.
Mu Yi was happy to see Jinlun because he had no friends, so when Su Jinlun came, they would always have pleasant conversation and quickly became friends.
Su Chongshan was happy to see that Su Jinlun became friends with Mu Yi, but he also wanted Su Jinlun to learn from Mu Yi. After all, Su Jinlun was a successor of the clan, so Su Chongshan spared no effort to raise him.
Mu Yi understood that, but he didn’t say anything. He was just detached from the prospect.
Suddenly, Mu Yi heard a sound. A person appeared and jumped onto Mu Yi’s back and put its arms around Mu Yi. They seemed to be very happy.
“Brother, play with me too,” Nian Nuer said.
Nian Nuer had opened up to Mu Yi since they had been living on the mountain. Mu Yi was good to her, and he spent time with her and they would often play games.
Nian Nuer was very cute, and Mu Yi didn’t feel as lonely with her to keep him company. It was as if he had gained a little sister.
“Alright,” Mu Yi said. He put his glass down and walked out of the pavilion. They ran after each other and played at the top of the mountain.
Two days later, when Mu Yi finished practicing his fighting technique, he saw Su Jinlun and frowned. The weather had gotten much worse, but Su Jinlun had still come to pay a visit.