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The room that Ling Miao had arranged for him was still very good. After all, it was meticulously arranged by a girl.

The room was located opposite of Ling Miao's own room. It could be seen that this was a very bustling place before, but almost all the space in front of her eyes was occupied.

However, times had changed. Many things were no longer the same as they had been before. The only things left were one or two rooms with people living in them.

The more Yao Yuan saw the desolation in front of him, the more he sighed. Sighing endlessly, he simply covered himself with the blanket and thought about nothing.

The second day, he woke up pretty early as well. Until now, Yao Yuan woke up relatively early in the morning as well. After all, in the many years of begging, once he woke up late in the morning, there was a high chance that he would not get food in one day.

Yao Yuan had been living a "job habit" for many years, so he was still used to the schedule. After getting up and stretching, he was prepared to go out to take a look.

Although they had only exchanged blows once, there were still a lot of things that Yao Yuan could learn from them.

Whether it was the usage of the spirit energy on Ling Miao's body, or the relationship between the handprint and the Eight Trigrams Formation, Yao Yuan did not know about them all.

After coming into contact with the real Cultivator, Yao Yuan realized how low class he was in when it came to physical body combat.

Pushing the door open, Yao Yuan realised that the door in front of him was just opened. Looking at Ling Miao who was walking out, Yao Yuan smiled: "Good morning."

Ling Miao did not reply, but maintained the smile on her face as usual.

Looking at her face that was illuminated by the rising sun, Yao Yuan realized that this girl seemed to really have walked out of a fairyland. Her small white face revealed countless secrets.

Yao Yuan was dumbstruck and couldn't react for a long time. If it wasn't for Ling Miao turning around and stepping on Yao Yuan, he probably wouldn't be able to react at all.

Breakfast was very simple, after all the materials for Ten Miles Temple were too scarce. Ling Miao made a small pot of porridge and mixed it with some small salted vegetables, then started to invite Yao Yuan for breakfast.

"Let's go back after breakfast. You should know the way, right? Please help me apologize to the boss about the matter at the winery. After all, it's a matter of money, so I can't do anything about it."

Ling Miao said in a deep voice.

However, as Yao Yuan listened to these words, his heart was filled with unspeakable bitterness.

If it was when he had just arrived and Ling Miao had said these words, she would have thought it was just a pretense. But now, after a round, she simply didn't dare to say these words to Ling Miao.

This was the power of the attack.

Otherwise, how could Ling Miao have proposed a competition at the beginning when they first met? After calming down, Yao Yuan finally understood what Ling Miao was thinking.

As expected, she was not a simple woman.

However, there was nothing Yao Yuan could do. He couldn't beat the other party, so he could only nod his head, indicating that he would understand everything.

"That's no problem. I just want to ask, since there are two types of spiritual energy in my body, what kind of spiritual energy should I use? How should I solve this?"

Ling Miao laughed and said: "You will need to practice more on this."

"Hmm?"

"The spirit energy of the Cultivator is equivalent to an organ, and the spirit energy of different attributes is also a different organ. Whatever organ you use to work in a situation is not something that can be explained clearly, so …"

Ling Miao laughed and said: "There isn't any quick method, I can only rely on you to understand it bit by bit."

Yao Yuan seemed to understand something behind these words, and he felt that he understood something, but after carefully thinking about it, there were still quite a few vague aspects.

"Alright, my master will be back soon. We can't let him see that we have outsiders entering. You should leave quickly with your things."

"Why?"

Yao Yuan still felt that it was strange.

Wasn't Ten Miles Temple supposed to welcome the entrance of outsiders? How could it become like this now?

Ling Miao slowly said: "Back then, something very strange happened at Ten Miles Temple, and it was because of the male disciples in the sect causing trouble, so from that time onwards, the Daoist from back then had said that no male outsiders were allowed to enter the backyard. Right now, you have already entered, and have even stayed for an entire night.

Yao Yuan finally understood what was going on and laughed: "Alright, then in the future, if fate wills it, we will meet again."

"I hope so."

Ling Miao nodded and said.

Turning around and returning to the house, Ling Miao took out the recipe she brought with him from the winery and placed it on Yao Yuan's hand, then said: "Quickly, let's go."

Towards this kind of scene, Yao Yuan felt a little strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. In the end, he could only wave his hand and say: "Okay."

Just at this moment, creaking sounds came from the door leading to the backyard in the hall of Ten Miles Temple, causing Yao Yuan's heart to tremble.

"Oh no, my master is back!"

Even the usually calm Ling Miao had a tinge of worry on her brow, but her movements were still elegant. She pointed at Yao Yuan and said, "Hide quickly!"

Yao Yuan found many places, but discovered that they were not suitable for Yao Yuan's body to hide in. There was really no other way, the two of them had no choice but to accept reality.

The moment the door opened, the person in front of Yao Yuan shocked him.

"Master …"

For once, Ling Miao was obedient. Her two small hands rubbed together, not daring to look up, as she said softly.

Anyone who saw Ling Miao like this wouldn't have the heart to say anything. Naturally, her master was no exception.

Only at this moment, Master Ling Miao's gaze was completely focused on Yao Yuan, and the latter had her mouth wide open, unable to close it for a long time.

"Ling Miao, this, this is your master?"

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Miao looked at his master, who had a mysterious smile on his face, and then pushed Yao Yuan for some reason.

The latter seemed to have awoken from a dream and finally said something.

"That's right, he's my master. How come you've met him before?"

Ling Miao felt that this was somewhat unbelievable.

"That's right, we've met before."

Yao Yuan said with a wry smile.

When he came to look for Ten Miles Temple yesterday afternoon, Ground Sweeping Monk who was standing at the door, was standing right in front of Yao Yuan.

This Ground Sweeping Monk who seemed to be unfathomably powerful was actually the master that Ling Miao kept saying he was.

"It's you?"

"What do you think?"

The Ground Sweeping Monk smiled.