In the dark stone room, a lamp is as bright as a bean. Sitting cross-legged on a stone bed was a woman in green clothes, about twenty years old, with slender eyebrows and a beautiful face. She turned out to be a peerless beauty. Opposite her stood a woman in white with her hair combed and her hair tied up.
All I could hear was that the woman in green sighed and said to the woman in white: "Long'er, don't be sad. Being a teacher is just a once-in-a-lifetime experience in the world of mortals. When the opportunity comes, you will come back for the teacher, and then you can cultivate the great path with Long'er."
"Master! "Long'er cried out sadly, and tears rolled down his cheeks. "Chi'er, in this life, it has been more than 200 years since I took you back as my master. From generation to generation in the Zizai Sect, we have been masters and disciples of each other. I am your master in this life, and Long'er you will be my master in the next life. One day, the two of us will be able to escape from the six paths of reincarnation and cultivate an immortal golden body.