Chapter 39039 Kiss

Chapter 39

Yingji narrowed her eyes, smiled, and praised, "I never thought that a disciple of yours could even understand the art of talismans!"

Yingji hurriedly sat down, picked up the spirit-collecting pen, and wrote a new Chengyu Talisman. She looked up at the golden talisman shimmering in the night sky, checking her handwriting for any mistakes. Once she was sure she had made no mistakes, Yingji put the spirit-collecting pen down with a satisfied look.

"Give me the spirit-gathering pen you used." Kong Fan said.

Ying Ji hurriedly took out the seven or eight empty spirit pens from her Qiankun bag and placed them on the stone table in order.

Kong Fan picked up the sticks one by one and infused spiritual power into them one by one.

Ying Ji held her chin with one hand, watching the dull spirit-gathering pen gradually regain its luster, and then a golden light floated.

She raised her eyes, her gaze gradually moving upwards from the Spirit Gathering Pen, looking at Kong Fan's clean face.

Kong Fan finished filling one spirit pen and put it down, then picked up another. While pouring spiritual power into it, he asked in a gentle voice, "What are you looking at me for?"

Ying Ji asked curiously, "You've lived for hundreds of years, and every day you just recite scriptures and practice the same things over and over again? Do you find time long and life boring?"

"Not bad." Kong Fan responded.

Yingji thought for a moment and said, "I can't imagine what life would be like for hundreds of years. If I could live for hundreds of years, would I become as peaceful as you, letting go of everything and losing my greed?"

Kong Fan carefully recalled the time when he was as old as Ying Ji.

It seems like such a distant past.

"When is your birthday?" Kong Fan asked.

Yingji shook her head: "I don't remember."

Kong Fan looked up at her in surprise. Someone his age wouldn't have celebrated their birthday, but he'd assumed someone Yingji's age would still celebrate once a year.

Ying Ji smiled, raised her head and looked up at the night sky. The talisman that Kong Fan had just drawn had disappeared into the night without leaving any trace.

"Kongfan, please teach me another talisman." Yingji said.

"What do you want to learn?"

Yingji shook her head, letting a strand of her hair fall down. She tucked it behind her ear and said, "Anything is fine."

Kong Fan filled the spirit pen in his hand with spiritual power and put it down, then raised his hand, pointed at the night sky, and slowly drew a talisman.

Yingji's gaze slowly moved upwards from Kongfan's slender, jade-smooth fingers, looking at the talisman gradually appearing in the night sky.

Different types of talismans share some broad similarities, but every stroke of Kong Fan's talisman felt unfamiliar to Ying Ji. She had never seen a talisman of this type before, and had no idea what it would do.

It was not until Kong Fan finished drawing that Ying Ji asked, "What kind of talisman is this?"

"Falling Star Talisman."

When Yingji heard the name, she thought it must be incredibly powerful! Her eyes lit up immediately, and she asked, "What effect does it have? Let me see!"

Kong Fan looked into Yingji's eyes and raised his hand to point in the air.

Yingji immediately turned to look at the talisman, her eyes full of anticipation, waiting for it to unleash its powerful power.

She watched the golden talisman floating in the night, and Yingji immediately became nervous.

The next moment, the golden Falling Star Talisman dispersed, its golden light melting into the night, then blooming even more brilliantly across the entire night, streaming light and illuminating the entire world in a rainbow of colors. Brighter than daylight, Ying Ji felt as if she were in a dreamlike, brilliant world.

Yingji stared blankly, a little confused.

She stared at the streams of light blooming and pouring across the sky without blinking, until the last stream of light drifted down to the world under the night sky, and then Ying Ji realized belatedly -

It's fireworks.

Yingji turned to look at Kongfan and asked in disbelief, "So its function is... to look good?"

A gentle smile gradually spread across Kong Fan's clear eyes. He looked into Ying Ji's eyes and said, "Ying Ji, besides the level of ability, there are many more interesting things."

Their eyes met, Ying Ji stared into Kong Fan's eyes, frowning little by little. She said, "It seems that your past four hundred years have not been so boring."

She quickly smiled again, picked up the spirit-gathering pen that Kong Fan had just infused with spiritual power on the stone table, and drew the Falling Star Talisman on the talisman paper stroke by stroke according to her memory.

She turned the written talisman paper over and gave it to Kong Fan to check.

Kong Fan nodded.

Yingji smiled cunningly and suddenly placed the Falling Star Talisman on Kongfan's forehead.

With a slight crisp sound, the Falling Star Talisman trembled and turned into a blooming firework.

However, compared with Kong Fan's spiritual power, Ying Ji's Falling Star Talisman was obviously not as effective.

Kong Fan remained motionless, smiling and sitting quietly. A dazzling, multicolored stream of light surrounded him, illuminating his clean, gentle face with a rare, vibrant hue.

Yingji looked at Kongfan in the flowing light and suddenly felt the urge to kiss him.

As the light faded into the night, Yingji suddenly leaned over and kissed Kongfan on his lips.

Kong Fan was stunned.

Yingji stepped back a little, still keeping a very close distance from Kongfan. She looked at Kongfan's cheek closely. She spoke, and her fragrant breath brushed in front of Kongfan.

She said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it."

Kong Fan slowly half-lowered his eyelids, and his gentle voice seemed to contain a sigh: "Yingji, don't be like this."

"Don't want what?" Yingji leaned forward a little and pressed her lips against his again. She pulled away immediately, half-smiled, and asked knowingly, "Don't want me to kiss you?"

Kong Fan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ying Ji slowly raised her face, moved her red lips close to Kong Fan's ear, and spoke almost close to him: "Maybe the Hehuan Yue Love Water is disturbing my mood again. I didn't mean it. Can you bear it for a while? Or maybe I can bear it for a while and kiss you again in a few days when you can help me detoxify?"

Kong Fan's face was as calm as water, and he said calmly: "Yingji, you should rest."

Yingji looked at Kongfan's expressionless face and suddenly felt a little discouraged.

But Kong Fan was right, and he had aroused Yingji's sleepiness. It was already past midnight, and it was indeed time for Yingji to go to bed.

Yingji stared at Kongfan's cheek for a while, but still couldn't see anything. She pursed her lips, stood up unhappily, and went back to her room to sleep.

At the dimly lit moonlit gate of the courtyard, Wudao and Wusheng stood there for a long time, watching. Wudao had a round, smiling face that usually wore a smile, and at this moment, his face still had his usual friendly smile.

Wusheng's face had already turned ashen and he was furious.

"She's truly a disaster!" Wu's chest heaved with anger. "A woman like this can't stay with Kong Fan! This will ruin Kong Fan's practice, and it will ruin everything!"

Just as Wudao was about to offer some words of advice, Wusheng angrily walked towards Kongfan. Wudao shook his head and reluctantly followed him.

Kong Fan had already sensed their presence.

He sat there calmly, his fingertips leisurely twisting the Buddhist beads hanging on his palm again and again.

"Kong Fan! You must send this woman away immediately!" Wu Dao ordered. "If you are worried about her safety, just name a place and I will personally escort her there!"

Kong Fan continued to twirl his Buddhist beads and said calmly, "Kong Fan knows what's going on. I don't need to trouble you, uncle."

Wudao thought his proposal was a good one, but he didn't expect Kongfan to reject it outright. His anger grew even stronger, and his tone was filled with accusations: "Kongfan, now that you've returned to the palace and become emperor, are you living a carefree life and no longer observing the rules and regulations? How can you be so affectionate with a woman like a Buddhist?"

Emptiness and Brahma do not speak.

"Have you forgotten what kind of cultivation technique you're practicing, and what heavy responsibility you bear? Are you going to betray the high hopes of your master and ancestors?"

Kong Fan paused in twisting the Buddhist beads.

Wudao shook his head and said with a smile, "Calm down. As a Buddhist, how can you be so violent?"

Wusheng took a deep breath and said, "You are much stronger than us now, and you won't listen to my advice! I will go and ask my senior brother to come out of seclusion! I will ask my master to come back! I will ask them to ask if you have a Buddhist heart!"

"Junior brother..." Wudao advised.

Wusheng didn't listen to anything and turned away.

"Oh my." Wudao watched Wusheng leave angrily, then turned to look at Kongfan. After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said, "I'll go and try to persuade him. But I don't think I can persuade this old guy."

"Go with uncle." Kong Fan said.

After Wudao left, Kongfan raised his eyes and looked towards the room Yingji was in. The light in her room was on, and her shadow was reflected on the window.