Thousands of years ago, Lin Chu, the head of the Xuanqing Sect, was about to ascend, but was assassinated by his disciple during the last thunderstorm, and all his cultivation was lost.
Thousands of years later, during the ten-year apprenticeship ceremony, a girl named Lin Chu left a group of Taoist wizards behind and was the first to climb the gate of the Xuanqing Sect.
According to the old rules, the first person to climb to the top was qualified to be accepted as a direct disciple by the master, but with a wave of his hand, the master threw her to the most neglected and idle elder in the sect, Jiang Jibai, who lived far away in Yuqing Peak.
On the first day at Yuqing Peak, the little girl knocked on the door of the courtyard with no etiquette at all.
"Are you Elder Yuqing?"
Jiang Jibai was sitting under the peach tree, and a gust of wind happened to blow by, causing the petals to fly away, making her look like a fairy in the sky.
"I allow you to call me Master."
Lin Chu deliberately provoked her: "Elder Yuqing, do you know why I came to Yuqing Peak, which is located in a corner, when I should have become my master?"
Jiang Jibai's breath remained intact while he was meditating, and he didn't even open his eyes to look at her.
"Go to the auditorium and copy the Heart Sutra a thousand times. Respect your teacher. This is the first lesson your teacher will teach you."
Lin Chu held his breath, even though his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even hold the pen, he didn't lower his head to admit his mistake. In the end, he was so tired that he fell asleep on the table.
When I woke up again, I saw in front of me not a depressing auditorium, but a tidy bedroom.
Lying beneath her was Jiang Jibai's bed.
"Do you know you were wrong?"
The dim candlelight flickered, making Jiang Ji's pale and cold complexion melt a little.
The man in white clothes leaned forward gently, with a hint of majesty in his words, but his fingertips picked up the corner of the quilt for her very naturally.
The green hair swept across her nose, and the tip of her nose was filled with the faint scent of peach blossoms like yesterday. Lin Chu lowered his head in fascination: "Disciple knows his mistake."
Later, Lin Chu and Jiang Jibai were entangled for decades, and some shady thoughts twisted and grew until they broke out.
"If you had known my identity, you would have wanted to kill me?" Lin Chu's eyes turned red with hatred, but when the dagger in her hand pressed against Jiang Jibai's throat, and a trace of bright red blood seeped out, she still subconsciously withdrew her strength.
The man's face remained calm, so calm that he didn't even frown: "I feel ashamed of you. You took my life away from me, and I have no complaints."
"This life?" Lin Chu's eyes gradually became colder, and there was a hint of cruelty in the corner of his mouth, "I don't want your life, I want your heart."
The brilliant Elder Yuqing was pressed on the couch, her clothes scattered on the floor, her face was covered with blush, and she was weeping with joy unconsciously along with the boundless waves.
"Presumptuous, do you still remember... I am your master?"
Lin Chu smiled, his eyes full of tenderness and madness: "This disciple knows his mistakes and has no regrets."
PS: This article is also called "Disciples Know Their Mistakes"
Intention: Let go of hatred and cherish the present
