Chapter 319 – A Slight Ripple (2/2)

Li Qingshan was troubled once more. As it turned out, plagiarising a novel would not be so easy either. “What am I supposed to do?” He had not read a lot of novels in his life. It had only been a year or two since he left Crouching Ox village, so his understanding of this world was not particularly deep.

Xiao An smiled. “I have an idea.”

Liu Chuanfeng happened to be chewing the end of a brush right now as he wondered just what this disciple of his had written.

Li Qingshan suddenly strode over. “Do you have any novels that I can read?”

Liu Chuanfeng asked, “What do you want to read?”

Li Qingshan said, “Anything but yours. It’s best if they’re by some famous authors, or they’re in fashion right now. Give me everything that you have.”

“What’s wrong with mine?” Liu Chuanfeng immediately refused. He was no longer the Master of Wind and Moon of the past anymore. He immediately pulled out a letter from his hundred treasures pouch. “Look at how they’re praising me.”

Li Qingshan shot him a glare, and Liu Chuanfeng took out a great pile of books with great obedience. There were several hundred of them.

Li Qingshan lifted them up and left immediately. Liu Chuanfeng called out from behind. “Be careful with them! They’re all collector’s editions.”

The One Thought master’s monk robes ruffled as he quietly arrived outside the bamboo residence where Li Qingshan resided. His gaze passed through the layers of the bamboo building, and he saw a large and small figure under the glow of a lone lantern.

Xiao An currently laid on the ground reading novels. She rifled through the pages, reading swiftly. Over a dozen books had already become piled beside her.

Li Qingshan stood around, as if he was thinking of something. He would twist around from time to time, throwing kicks and punches.

He was currently summarising and concluding his successes and failures in the battle today. If he read instead, he would have forgotten the first seven pages by the time he had read ten. However, the battle today played in his mind like a movie, clearly visualising every punch and kick. He could even remember how he had defeated every single disciple of the school of the Military.

Gradually, the figures around him faded away, and the expressions and figures of every military disciple blurred. All that was left was a group of matchstick-like military disciples charging over on the long staircase.

He copied their moves and the way they exerted force. The lantern light projected his shadow onto the wall, which moved about swiftly in the narrow space.

One of them laid still, while the other one moved about. However, this formed an atmosphere that was strangely warm and sweet, which the One Thought master found to be strangely familiar. After quite a while of thought, he remembered that this was the feeling of home.

In order to save lamp oil, his mother sewed and mended clothes under the moonlight, and he ran around chasing fireflies in the courtyard.

The One Thought master dismissed these thoughts in a hurry. He sighed helplessly. How could an ascetic be constantly attached to the idea of “home”?

Over the past few days, Li Qingshan’s performance that had surpassed any regular cultivator’s had instead made him even more worried.

They were not connected by blood. Right now, she was still young, but if she grew a little older and developed those feelings, it would probably become even harder for her to cut him off. She would lose her rationality too. Separating them would become even more difficult.

After hesitating for a moment, the One Thought master turned around and left. He had to enlighten her with his various fellow monks in this upcoming assembly of dharma so that she could cut off her worldly ties.

The rifling of books and the whistling of punches and kicks stopped one after another.

“I’m done.” Li Qingshan’s true qi sank into his dantian as he smiled. If he faced the same battle formation again, he was confident that he could emerge victorious with even greater ease.

Xiao An smiled. “Let’s begin!”

Under the lantern light, Li Qingshan wrote while Xiao An spoke. The two of them gradually edited the novel so that it would conform with this day and age better. Time dripped away unknowingly.