Gu Wuyou waved his hand: "It's a long story. Anyway, I just make a living and barely make ends meet."

Lu Xuan actually nodded: "I understand."

"You can't possibly understand."

Lu Xuan: "Aren't they just charlatans? It's not that rare. We have them there too."

Gu Wuyou: "Where...are we?"

Comte tugged on his apprentice's sleeve: "It should be the fairy world."

Yes, until now Kongde still believes that Lu Xuan is a fairy. The reason is not complicated: neither the master nor the disciple can understand what she said. In other words, she comes from a world different from Middle-earth.

Middle-earth is the whole world, what else is there outside of Middle-earth?

It is said that across the vast sea, there is a continent to the south of Middle-earth, which is no less than that of Middle-earth in terms of area. But ordinary people can't fly, so it is absolutely impossible to get there. Not to mention ordinary people, ordinary monks don't dare to get crazy.

Just go over and have a look.

Putting aside "endurance", it is easy to lose your way on the sea.

To take a step back, the continent south of Middle-earth is a pure wilderness, with no humans inhabiting it, only wild beasts.

Therefore, in the world view of ordinary people and even monks, the world is equal to Middle Earth. The other worlds above Middle Earth are of course the fairyland where gods and immortals live in legend.

Gu Wuyou doesn't believe in gods, so naturally he doesn't believe in the existence of a fairy world.

He almost believed it before, but it turns out that he thought too much. Lu Xuan is not a fairy, it just happens that the pronunciation is similar. Of course, Gu Wuyou is also very troubled, because he does not believe in the fairy world, and he cannot understand the origin of Lu Xuan.

"You seem to know monks very well?" Gu Wuyou asked.

Lu Xuan said proudly: "Of course, the younger brother of my seventh uncle's third daughter's cousin's husband is a Taoist priest."

Gu Wuyou crossed his fingers: "Seventh uncle... third daughter... cousin-in-law..."

Lu Xuan: "Actually, he is my second uncle."

"...After going in such a big circle, are you poor or not?" Gu Wuyou frowned, "So, you are not a monk."

Under normal circumstances, monks are not aware of the existence of Taoist priests, but they cannot be said to be dead. What if there is a different kind of monk who has a special liking for history and likes to dig through piles of old papers.

However, monks cannot have relatives who are Taoists.

Even if he is not talented enough and has no chance to practice, as a relative of a monk, what can he do better than to think about becoming a Taoist priest? To say the least, he is willing to endure hardships and has not found a sect to become a disciple.

The master and apprentice have been wandering around the world for many years, but they have never seen each other in the same way.
Chapter completed!