Following the sound, I saw the red-haired boy with a curious look on his face and blinking cunningly.

Feng Xingyao: "..."

He took a step back calmly, putting some distance between himself and Zhuge Youlin.

Just when Zhuge Youlin thought he would ignore him, he suddenly heard his voice.

"What spiritual line?"

Zhuge Youlin's face lit up with joy. He immediately raised his hand and manipulated the translucent spiritual thread to show him, "This is the spiritual thread."

"A thin line formed by the gathering of spiritual power." Feng Xingyao said slowly.

"right!"

"Want it to start a flame?"

"right!"

Zhuge Youlin looked at Feng Xingyao with anticipation.

Feng Xingyao said: "First cultivate the heart fire, then it can be integrated with the spiritual power."

"Heart fire?" Zhuge Youlin was stunned. "What is heart fire?"

Feng Xingyao explained, "There is a spiritual vein within the spiritual bone. The flame tempered by the spiritual vein is called the Heart Fire."

Zhuge Youlin smiled awkwardly. "Brother Yao, I don't quite understand. Can you explain it to me in detail? Also, what are the mantras and mental methods for cultivating the Heart Fire?"

Feng Xingyao's eyebrows jumped: "..."

…

In the next three hours, Zhuge Youlin shamelessly pestered Feng Xingyao to teach him how to cultivate the heart fire.

Feng Xingyao had never seen such a stupid person.

After three hours of teaching, he still hasn't grasped the key point.

Feng Xingyao's patience was also running out.

Just then, Chen Yan came over and asked about the situation.

Zhuge Youlin excitedly said to Chen Yan, "Brother Yao is teaching me how to cultivate my Heart Fire! I'm almost there! As expected, having a master to teach me is much better than just practicing martial arts techniques!"

Chen Yan laughed and looked at Feng Xingyao.

"Thank you very much."

Feng Xingyao frowned slightly and hummed softly.

Chen Yan asked, "How is he learning?"

Feng Xingyao hesitated slightly, still not saying the words "this child is incorrigible", and replied, "Not bad."

Zhuge Youlin instantly smiled, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly: "My young master is indeed very talented!"

He was full of confidence in himself, and his determination to cultivate the fire in his heart became stronger.

He clenched his fists.

"continue!"

Feng Xingyao's eyebrows twitched a few more times.

It was not until two hours later, when it was getting dark, that Zhuge Youlin was able to cultivate a little bit of inner fire.

He immediately showed off to his friends.

Although the friends made some jokes, they were also happy for Zhuge Youlin in their hearts.

Zhuge Youlin smiled and said, "There's a forest ahead. I'm in a good mood today. I'm going to hunt some spirit beasts and cook them for you! The most important thing is, Brother Yao hasn't tasted my cooking yet!"

After saying that, before his friends could react, he quickly stepped over the edge of the boat and jumped down.

Chen Yan and the others looked quite helpless.

"I'll go with him." Pei Su smiled and shook his head. He couldn't let anyone be left alone. Otherwise, if he encountered danger, it would be troublesome.

Chen Yan nodded, "Okay, we'll stop in the woods and wait for you later."

Pei Su said: "Yeah."

Immediately, he jumped down.

Chen Yan said to his friends, "Rest tonight and travel tomorrow."

"Okay." The friends naturally had no objection.

Feng Xingyao's face was calm. He turned his head and looked at Chen Yan deeply. There seemed to be a hint of complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

When Chen Yan's gaze fell on him, he quickly withdrew his gaze, as if the turmoil at that moment had never appeared.

Under the moonlight, the silver-haired man's profile seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, making it difficult to see clearly, but people were reluctant to look away.

Chen Yan felt that she was twisted at the moment.

I want to be close to him, but I'm afraid he's not me.

She suddenly remembered the words he said that day after he bit through her earlobe: "Ayan, you must always love me. As long as you love me, I will not disappear."

As long as she continues to love him, will he really not disappear?

Chen Yan lowered her eyelashes.

When her friends noticed her strange behavior and were about to approach her to say something, the silver-haired man suddenly whispered, "Can you accompany me downstairs?"

Chen Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her eyes to meet his eyes that were like stars.

"Yeah." She responded.

Then, she looked up at her friends, her expression having regained its composure, "I'll go down with him."

Yu Changying smiled and said, "Okay, just come back before Yulin finishes making dinner!"

The spirit boat was still suspended in the air.

When Chen Yan was about to jump down, someone behind him pulled his sleeve.

She turned her head and saw a look of embarrassment on his charming yet cold face. He frowned slightly and whispered, "I can't use my spiritual power now."

After saying this, his fair face turned slightly red.

But under the moonlight, it seems a little unreal.

Chen Yan reached out to him.

This time, Feng Xingyao put his hand on hers without any hesitation.

The two hands are held together, one is cold and the other is hot, giving each other the most real touch.

Chen Yan took his hand and jumped down with him.

The night wind was a little chilly, blowing away the stuffiness.

Feng Xingyao's gaze couldn't help but fall on her profile. She was extremely beautiful, with charming facial features. She exuded a cool feeling from the inside out, which made people afraid.

As he looked at her, his eyes unconsciously moved to her red lips.

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