The moment he was kicked into the monster cave by his fellow disciples, Bi Lu thought he was dead. All the fear and pressure he had endured since traveling to the Xuan Miao spiritual world suddenly exploded.
A helpless voice sounded in her sea of consciousness: "Oh, my brain hurts from crying."
She thought it was her contract scroll that gave birth to spiritual wisdom, and she wanted to find a clever book spirit who was knowledgeable about the past and present in the world of cultivation and had insight into all things.
From then on, no matter where she traveled and how much worldly dejection she absorbed, her book spirit was always with her, listening to her laugh, her anger, and her thoughts in the dark night with nowhere to resolve.
Until one day, a handsome male cultivator came to Bilu to propose marriage.
Duan Fengxiao saw Bi Lu tossing and turning and hesitating at night over this matter. He suddenly realized that he could no longer play the role of the book spirit, so he asked tentatively: "What do you think of Duan Shaojun from Feijunshan?"
Bi Lu said without thinking: "He is arrogant and domineering, arbitrary, and has a villainous face that is ready to get things done at any time. I heard that there are girls who are willing to get engaged with him, but I don't know who can think so. Wouldn't marrying him make you uncomfortable?"
Duan Fengxiao clicked his tongue: "I think she is very comfortable now."
Intention: Go towards the heart.
