Chapter 251 The Blind Martial Uncle Was Angered to Tears by His Black-Hearted Nephew (29 Updated)
Although Feng Ciye is mostly unserious and eccentric, he is extremely meticulous when it comes to cultivation.
Furthermore, he pointed out the problems with the metaphor in sharp terms.
Yu Nian had never seen him with such an imposing aura before, and his face turned red as he spoke, not daring to look Feng Ciye in the eye.
Yu Nian: A feeling of being a headmaster of education.
"You still have time to think about all sorts of things? No wonder your strength is so weak, you're only a Golden Core cultivator."
Yu Nian couldn't help but silently look up at her senior brother, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, you're not even a Golden Core cultivator yet!"
Feng Ciye choked, and then, right in front of the two of them, his cultivation suddenly increased, finally settling steadily at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, leaving Yu Nian dumbfounded.
Feng Ciye was very satisfied with his expression.
So, he said in a very irritating way, "Who said I'm not even a Golden Core cultivator? I'm a Nascent Soul cultivator now!"
Yu Nian: "..."
If it weren't for Feng Ciye's stable aura, Yu Nian would have almost suspected that he was on drugs.
"Senior Brother Feng, so you've been hiding your cultivation all along?"
Feng Ciye nodded inscrutably. "Watch carefully. I'll demonstrate it for you again. If you still can't learn it, then you might as well quit being a sword cultivator and become a chef instead, keeping that Yi Yi company. I think you have quite a talent for cooking."
Yu Nian felt that his senior brother was being a bit too harsh.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Ciye once again refreshed his understanding.
The same sword technique, and even though the other person was only using a tree branch, it seemed to become a deadly weapon in Feng Ciye's hands.
He wielded his sword with such skill and power that Yu Nian felt utterly inferior.
Compared to Senior Brother Feng, his sword was still too slow, looking weak and lacking any offensive power.
If he were to fight Feng Ciye, just as Feng Ciye said, he would probably have barely drawn his sword before Feng Ciye's sword was already thrusting at him.
Moreover, Feng Ciye's sword possesses sword intent.
However, Feng Ciye's sword intent was rather sinister, and a bunch of skeletons roared and tried to rush over to tear him apart.
Yu Nian's face turned pale for a moment.
"Don't tell me you still don't understand?" Feng Ciye looked at him, who seemed to be scared out of his wits, and couldn't help but complain, "You really are..." stupid as a pig.
Although she didn't finish her sentence, Yu Nian knew it wasn't anything nice.
"Senior Brother Feng, why is your sword so fast?" Yu Nian's eyes sparkled. Although her face was still a little pale, she was very curious about the speed at which Feng Ciye drew his sword.
In short: Practice makes perfect!
"Then let's go practice our swordsmanship!"
Feng Ciye waved his hand. "Alright, alright. If you haven't practiced well, don't bother me and your master. Focus on practicing your sword, you hear me?"
Yu Nian nodded blankly.
Although I always felt that Senior Brother Feng's words were a bit strange, he was right; he really needed to practice his swordsmanship properly.
Yu Nian left in a hurry.
Watching his departing figure, the person was extremely satisfied.
He does have some sense.
Turning his head, he met Yu Sheng's ambiguous smile. Yu Sheng slowly approached him and said, "Ah Ye, were you just about to call yourself 'Master's Wife'?"
"Then...then I was originally his future teacher's wife!" Feng Ciye defended herself in a low voice.
He felt he had done nothing wrong.
Anyway, he and Sheng Sheng will become Daoist partners in the future. What's wrong with him becoming Yu Nian's master's wife in advance?
Absolutely no problem!
Yu Sheng could guess what he was thinking just by looking at him like that.
"Yes, from now on, A-Ye will be A-Nian's teacher's wife."
Having gained his wife's approval, Feng Ciye looked as silly as a dog: "I am not only Yu Nian's teacher's wife, but also Sheng Sheng's husband."
After saying this, Feng Ciye secretly glanced at Yu Sheng. When he found that Yu Sheng did not refute him, he completely let loose.
"Sheng Sheng, can I still sleep with you tonight?" After saying that, Feng Ciye realized that his words were a bit ambiguous, so he quickly added, "Of course, I won't do anything to you, Sheng Sheng."
Actually, Yu Sheng really wanted to say that if you want to do it, it's not impossible.
But when he thought about his current public image and someone else's terrible skills, he gave up on the idea.
Otherwise, given Feng Xiaogou's current state, he would probably get even more agitated, and then he would be in deep trouble and definitely be ruined.
Feng Ciye: In the end, I still misplaced my trust.
His wife said his skills were bad, and he was heartbroken.jpg
That night, Feng Ciye successfully slept in the same bed with Yu Sheng again. When 888, who had eaten and drunk its fill, came back, it slammed on the brakes, snorted coldly, and then very tactfully ran to Feng Ciye's room to sleep.
It looks like it'll probably have to sleep in that damned Feng Ciye's room from now on.
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The days leading up to the Immortal Sect Assembly flew by, and before we knew it, the day of the Assembly arrived.
Feng Ciye carefully selected a piece of clothing from Yu Sheng's wardrobe, choosing one in a similar color scheme to his own, a black and red combination. However, Yu Sheng's robe had wide sleeves and was embroidered with camellias in gold thread at the hem.
Her long, black hair was casually tied back with a gold and red ribbon, giving her a more relaxed look.
"Tsk, Feng Ciye, I'm not trying to be mean, but your little scheme is way too obvious. You might as well just wear a wedding dress with Sheng Sheng."
Feng Ciye's expression changed.
No, how does it know that I thought that way?
Feng Ciye said, feeling wronged, "Can't I wear matching outfits with my future Daoist partner?"
"Yes, of course you can. As long as you're happy, Ah Ye." Yu Sheng didn't care too much. After all, it was his own little dog, so of course he had to coax him himself.
If Feng Ciye really wanted to wear a wedding dress, he wouldn't necessarily object.
Yu Sheng felt that he was becoming more and more like the legendary tyrant who was seduced by beauty.
"But Sheng Sheng, are you really okay with your body?"
Yu Sheng didn't speak, but instead raised her hand and made a hand seal. This time, unlike before, she didn't vomit blood frequently when she used her spiritual power.
"I can now freely use spiritual power and mental power, but the backlash from the Ruthless Path is still a bit troublesome. But it doesn't matter, I'm already thinking about switching to another path."
The thought that Yu Sheng suffered the backlash of the ruthless path because she fell in love with him made him feel both happy and guilty.
If it weren't for him, Sheng Sheng probably would have truly mastered the Dao of Ruthlessness and eventually ascended to immortality.
Unfortunately, everything was ruined because of him.
If Yu Sheng knew what he was thinking, she would most likely just laugh it off.
LOL, they're so heartless. With such a low graduation rate, how many people can actually ascend to immortality?
But it must be said that before ascending, his strength was truly at the ceiling level.
Correspondingly, the lightning tribulation encountered during ascension is the most severe, and it is very easy to die and perish.
Like him, he had already died once before.
However, it seems that he was rescued by Chi Jinhan, otherwise he would probably be a wandering ghost somewhere by now.
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