The quiet of the night infinitely amplifies the sound of the heartbeat.
After Fu Changling said this, he felt very nervous.
He knew he had offended someone, but he was not sure whether Qin Yan had noticed the offense.
So he waited for Qin Yan to speak. He had made up his mind that if Qin Yan spoke directly, he would play rogue to the end and insist that he didn't have any other ideas.
However, Qin Yan looked at him quietly. After staring at each other for a long time, he said nothing. But during this calm gaze, Fu Changling realized that the ambiguous atmosphere just now seemed to cool down inch by inch.
As the atmosphere cooled, his heart also cooled.
For a moment, he felt that Qin Yan knew everything, but he also felt it was a bit ridiculous. If someone like Qin Yan knew everything, how could he be so patient and not even do anything to him?
If it were in the past, Qin Yan would have thrown him out long ago. Even if he didn't die, he would have been half-crippled.
When the atmosphere cooled completely, Fu Changling awkwardly withdrew his hand. For a moment, he felt that his suggestion had been an offense. He smiled and was about to say something to ease the atmosphere when Qin Yan said calmly, "The earrings were a gift from Master. You are not allowed to discuss them in the future."
“It’s really…”
"Fu Changling," Qin Yan looked up at Fu Changling with a serious expression, "Even if the master has never taught you, since you have entered the sect and bear the master's name, you should serve him as a disciple. If you are dissatisfied or unable to do so, you can ask to leave the sect."
These words were too harsh, and Fu Changling's face froze. After a moment, his smile slowly faded, and he whispered, "Senior Brother, you are right."
"Although you don't have the Golden Elixir now, you can still practice the Heart Method. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you the Heart Method."
"What kind of mental method is that?"
Fu Changling was a little confused. Although he and Qin Yan were from the same clan, most of the brothers and sisters from the same clan would practice the same mental method, but this was not necessary. After all, each disciple had different qualifications. As a direct disciple, he would still teach and train them according to their aptitude.
Qin Yan is a sword cultivator. From his previous life to this life, what he cultivated is different from Fu Changling. He came to teach himself the mental method, but Fu Changling had no idea why.
But he sensed Qin Yan's emotions. Even though he had concealed them well, Fu Changling still sensed the anger. He watched Qin Yan fall asleep with his back to him. After hesitating for a long time, he whispered slowly, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother. I wasn't thoughtful enough. I used to have an unrestrained personality. I'll be more careful in the future."
Qin Yan had his back to him, and after a long while, he finally said, "I've heard of your romantic reputation a few times in the past, and I know you love to play around and provoke others. But Changling, the path to immortality is long, and putting too much thought into trivial matters will hurt others as well as yourself."
Fu Changling listened to Qin Yan's words, and he was a little confused for a moment. He probably understood some of it and knew that Qin Yan seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a little wrong. However, in Qin Yan's heart, he regarded this wrong atmosphere as his usual character.
Their Fu family is indeed famous for its romanticism in the fairy world. It is normal that some rumors will spread because he was born as an illegitimate child and was so handsome.
In the past, he'd just listened to these rumors and let them go. After all, they weren't true, so he didn't care. But now that these rumors came out of Qin Yan's mouth, he felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted to explain, but felt that explaining would only make it more embarrassing. So after a long silence, he finally said, "I'm sorry, I'll restrain myself in the future."
Qin Yan didn't say anything. He was silent for a long time before he said, "Changling, I am your senior brother."
"Um."
"I hope your journey to immortality will be long."
"I see."
After receiving such an answer, any more words seemed to be aggressive, so Qin Yan fell silent, looking at the stone wall in front of him without saying a word.
He felt as if his wrist was burned by fire, and the burning sensation spread all the way to his heart. While his wrist felt burning, his heart felt calm and cold.
For a moment, he seemed to suddenly understand the emotions he had once felt.
What is liking and why do you like it?
At one point, he seemed to be vaguely touched.
However, that touch seemed to be separated by a huge, transparent barrier. He just looked at it quietly, as if he understood.
In fact, he probably knew that Fu Changling approached him because of the guilt in his heart.
From the moment he knew that he was Yan Ming and knew the secret of Xuanji Secret Realm, Qin Yan understood that with Fu Changling's personality, he must be full of apologies towards him.
But he didn't need this apology, nor did he want Fu Changling to be guilty.
He didn't think Fu Changling was guilty. He had chosen his own path and had never done anything wrong. He didn't think Fu Changling had done anything wrong to him. On the contrary, in comparison, he might have owed him more in his previous life.
After all, he was the one who deceived.
It was he who asked Fu Changling to wait for him but did not go back. It was also he who took the initiative to wipe out the Fu family.
He left Fu Changling alone and helpless, and deceived him to death. Even though Fu Changling might have said a few words that embarrassed him, no matter what, in the end, Fu Changling and he did not owe each other anything.
This was just his own path to atonement. Everything he did for Fu Changling was done willingly.
He has always hoped to part ways with Fu Changling.
But Fu Changling is a man with the courage to rather die against the wall than look back. If you don't let him get close to you, he will find a way to get close to you. Once you get close to him, he will always find a way to get you involved with him.
Whether it was saving him in the back mountain, saving Jiang Yebai in Xuanji Secret Realm, or in the previous life, he owed Fu Changling.
Let him tolerate and accept this debt.
Fu Changling wanted to atone for his sins. If being close to him could make Fu Changling happier, then he would be willing to cooperate and make him happier.
But now he was a little scared.
The moment he realized that his emotions were triggered, he suddenly felt a little panic.
He didn't understand this feeling until it appeared. But after a moment, he knew that he had experienced this emotion in his memories of a previous life.
In the Xuanji Secret Realm, it was snowing heavily. When the young Fu Changling wrote stroke by stroke on the palm of the young Qin Yan's hand and asked him with a smile to guess what he had written, he had it.
When he was in despair and Fu Changling crawled past him in the snow, screaming "Ah ah" looking for him, he had it.
He also had it when he was in a daze and close to hell, when Fu Changling hugged him, wrote the words "I like you" on his chest, and then kissed him on the lips.
This feeling of embarrassment and panic made him almost lose his usual calmness and throw the man out on the spot.
But he finally restrained himself.
Over the years, what he has been best at is restraint.
So he just activated the Merciless Dao Heart Method, looked at him quietly, and passed on his isolated emotions bit by bit.
Fu Changling is right.
Qin Yan closed his eyes.
He said that what Fu Changling said should be given to himself.
Fu Changling just likes to play around, but he is the one with unstable mind.
After confirming this, Qin Yan's heart gradually calmed down. He was like an ice lake that was suddenly broken open and quickly solidified again.
That night was very long.
Qin Yan listened quietly to all the sounds around him. After a long time, he slowly fell asleep.
Then he fell into a dream filled with blood. In that dream, he heard the howling of thousands of ghosts, the ringing of the funeral bell of Hongmeng Heavenly Palace, and saw seas of blood and mountains of corpses everywhere. The roars and cries of countless people intertwined into one.
He walked indifferently in the blood. This was his usual dream and he was used to it.
However, this time, as he walked, there was a snowstorm around him. He was walking on the snow and saw the figure of a young man in black in the distance. Qin Yan stopped and did not dare to move forward, but in the end, he hesitated and walked forward.
Then he saw the man clearly. The young man was kneeling on the ground, blind, with blood dripping from his eyes. Then he raised his head and smiled at him.
"You're here?"
Qin Yan stood in the wind and snow. He seemed to have turned into a seventeen-year-old appearance, wearing a jade crown and white clothes, holding a jade sword.
He stared quietly at the person in front of him, who smiled and asked him, "How dare you come here?"
As he spoke, the young man changed his tone. The tone was the same as what Fu Changling had said in the Xuanji Secret Realm. The words were so clear, and he asked him word by word: "You ruined my life, you have already ruined my life, isn't it enough now?"
Qin Yan didn't say anything. He stood there, as if he was back at the fate-judging platform that year.
He stood in the flames while his crimes were read out to others.
But he doesn't feel any pain.
So he stood quietly, listening to the young man in front of him repeat the words he had heard before: "You are a sinner, Yunze's sinner!"
"Sister Xie died, why didn't you die?"
"Qin Yan, people like you deserve to go to hell and be nailed to the pagoda wall to repent for the rest of your life!"
"If you hadn't gone to the Samsara Bridge, if you were here, Palace Master Jiang wouldn't have died."
"You killed my family, you destroyed Yunze. Can a simple 'I'm sorry' redeem you from your sins?"
"You dare to like me?"
Finally, Fu Changling's voice was heard, his crying tone was filled with shock, disgust and irritation, as if he would be able to spit out the word "like" if he mentioned it one more time.
Qin Yan felt that he was holding something in his hand. He lowered his head. It was the thread of love and hate for Fu Changling that he had deliberately suppressed.
He looked down at the golden thread and gently clenched his fist. The golden light shattered in his hand. He looked up and saw a raging fire burning all over his body and heavy snow falling from the sky.
The cold snow fell on his eyelashes, and he slowly opened his eyes. Then he heard the sound of birds singing outside. He turned his head and saw Fu Changling sitting by the window, fanning himself with a fan, twirling it intermittently.
Qin Yan stared at him quietly. Fu Changling noticed his gaze and turned around. Seeing that he was awake, he quickly jumped down from the window as if nothing had happened last night. He said happily, "Brother, you're awake? Do you want breakfast?"
Qin Yan shook his head, and Fu Changling brought over a basin of water and asked Qin Yan to wash up.
Qin Yan is usually a man of few words, but today he seemed especially quiet.
"Brother," Fu Changling leaned over, "You don't seem very happy?"
"dream."
Qin Yan spoke the truth, and Fu Changling woke up: "Are you having a nightmare?"
"Yeah." Qin Yan washed his face. Fu Changling looked at him and hesitated for a moment. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Brother, what did you dream about?"
"Nothing." Qin Yan said, and added, "The past."
Fu Changling was still a little curious, but he felt it was not a good idea to ask further. Qin Yan obviously didn't want to talk about it, so he nodded and said, "The past is the past. It's all over. Don't worry about it."
"I understand." Qin Yan washed his hands and turned to walk out. "Go find Ming Yan."
Fu Changling looked at Qin Yan's back. He stared at him quietly for a moment. Qin Yan stopped and asked, "Are you not leaving yet?"
"Oh," Fu Changling laughed, "I was just dazed for a while, I'll be right here."
As he spoke, Fu Changling followed Qin Yan and walked to Shangguan Mingyan's room.
The two stood at the door and vaguely heard the sound of someone talking inside. After Fu Changling knocked on the door, he heard a voice from inside: "Just push the door open." Then he pushed the door open and walked in.
After entering the room, they saw Yun Yu leaning against the bed, talking to Shangguan Mingyan. His face was still a little dark, but he looked much better. Yun Yu noticed the person outside the door, turned his head and looked, then froze in his place, and then his eyes turned red.
Seeing that Yun Yu was fine, Qin Yan's eyes softened a little. He walked up to Yun Yu and said softly, "Are you feeling any worse?"
"Brother!" Yun Yu rushed forward upon hearing this question, and threw herself into Qin Yan's arms. She hugged Qin Yan's waist, sobbing and complaining, "You're finally here! I'm so scared! There are ghosts everywhere here!"
The moment Yun Yu lunged forward, Fu Changling subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to stop him, but paused the moment he reached out his hand.
Shangguan Mingyan glanced at Fu Changling, coughed lightly, stepped forward to pull the overly excited Yun Yu away, and said, "Senior Brother Yun, you are my senior brother, please have some face."
"I don't want face," Yun Yu cried bitterly, "I only want Senior Brother or Senior Sister Xie. I'm almost scared to death."
"Don't be afraid," Qin Yan said in a calm and soothing voice, "I will get you out."
"Brother," Yun Yu became serious after hearing Qin Yan's words, sniffed and said, "I'm just saying this, the most urgent thing is to find Senior Sister and rescue her."
"You should take good care of your injuries," Qin Yan comforted her, "We will find a way to deal with Senior Sister's problem."
After hearing what Qin Yan said, Yun Yu nodded and began to tell Qin Yan about his experience. Fu Changling stood for a while, and seeing that Yun Yu was really talkative, he finally couldn't help but interrupt: "Brother, I'll go and inquire about the situation first, and by the way, buy some medicine for Brother Yun."
"I'll go too."
Shangguan Mingyan quickly said, "I'll go find out more about Senior Sister's situation."
Qin Yan listened to their words, nodded, and instructed them in his usual style: "Be careful, call me if you need anything."
Fu Changling responded and led Shangguan Mingyan out. Shangguan Mingyan followed behind Fu Changling, looking at him from time to time. Fu Changling found a pharmacy, got some medicine, and squinted at him: "If you want to talk all the way, just say whatever you want to say."
"Are you...are you unhappy?"
Shangguan Mingyan finally asked. Fu Changling laughed sarcastically when he heard this: "You talked so much last night. Were you very happy?"
Shangguan Mingyan knew Fu Changling was really upset after hearing this. He didn't dare to provoke him again and followed Fu Changling silently.
The two bought some medicine and walked around the street. They saw people putting up notices at the city gate. Fu Changling and Shangguan Mingyan exchanged a glance. Shangguan Mingyan whispered, "There are too many people. You go ahead."
Fu Changling nodded. After all, Shangguan Mingyan was not a real ghost, so it was indeed not appropriate to go there in such an occasion.
Fu Changling squeezed in front to take a look at the notice. He couldn't help but laugh when he saw the content, then turned back. Shangguan Mingyan saw him smiling and hurried forward to ask, "What's it like? What does it say?"
"Go back first."
Fu Changling lowered his voice, led Shangguan Mingyan back, and whispered, "It's a good thing."
Shangguan Mingyan was obviously a little anxious after hearing this, but he still tried to remain calm and hurried back with Fu Changling.
After entering the door, Shangguan Mingyan quickly asked, "What do you mean?"
"Don't be impatient," Fu Changling said slowly, fanning himself as he led Shangguan Mingyan into the house. "We'll talk about it when we see Senior Brother."
As he spoke, Fu Changling stepped into the room and saw Qin Yan sitting by the bed, tucking the quilt for Yun Yu.
Fu Changling paused for a moment, then walked in with a smile on his face and called out, "Senior Brother."
Qin Yan raised his head and made a "hush" gesture, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Then he stood up and led Fu Changling and Shangguan Mingyan to the yard.
"He just went to bed," Qin Yan said calmly, "He's had a headache all day."
As he spoke, he looked at Fu Changling, who was smiling the whole time: "What's going on?"
"The day after tomorrow at the altar, Senior Sister will set up a competition." Fu Changling found a chair and sat down, twirling the small fan in his hand, and said with a smile, "Senior Sister has requested to seal her cultivation and have a sword fight. Only those who can defeat her can become her husband."
"Senior Sister's swordsmanship is superb," Shangguan Mingyan breathed a sigh of relief, "It should be fine."
"Yes." Fu Changling nodded, "Also, if I can seal my cultivation, the advantage will be much greater for me. Otherwise, I really don't know how we can compare."
"This is indeed good news. You should practice sword skills well in the near future."
"It's natural."
The three of them briefly discussed their plans for the future. Mingyan went to make medicine for Yunyu, while Fu Changling went to the kitchen to cook. After dinner that night, Qin Yan meditated, Shangguan Mingyan took care of Yunyu, and Fu Changling went to the courtyard to practice swordplay. The next day, Fu Changling rushed to line up and sign up, then returned to practice swordplay. For two days, he and Qin Yan barely exchanged a single word, and when they did, they were respectful, without a hint of neglect.
The time for Xie Yuqing's martial arts competition to win a bride soon arrived. By the day of the competition, Yunyu had recovered a lot. Fu Changling gave him the Juyin robe, and the four of them rushed to the arena together.
On the first day, the contestants would compete with each other. At the end, the strongest one would emerge and fight with Xie Yuqing.
While preparing for the event, Shangguan Mingyan went to inquire about the situation. After returning with some information, Shangguan Mingyan said worriedly, "There's something not so good."
"I roughly understand." Fu Changling looked at the arena with a serious expression, "It seems that the preliminary round does not restrict cultivation."
"What should we do then?" Yun Yu took a breath and looked at Fu Changling, saying worriedly, "Your golden elixir..."
"I'll go."
Qin Yan spoke calmly, and Fu Changling shook his head: "There are four Spiritual Transformation Stage cultivators guarding this arena. If you release your spiritual power, you'll be recognized immediately."
This silenced Qin Yan. Flags began to wave in the arena. Fu Changling untied the belt of his cloak, stared at the arena and said, "We only have one chance to fight."
After that, the horn sounded.
Because there were too many people who signed up, the Ghost King didn't have the patience to fight one on one, so he just let everyone fight together. The one who was left at the end would be the winner.
As soon as the horn sounded, all the ghosts rushed towards the arena with a roar. After the horn stopped, the arena was closed to all. The moment the horn sounded, Fu Changling rushed towards the arena. The surrounding ghosts began to trip each other. Fu Changling wiped his hands on the sword and whispered, "Tan Xin."
Tan Xin's voice rang in his mind, and he sighed and said, "I know."
After he finished speaking, the sword shone brightly, and he cut a long path with the sword and leaped straight towards the arena.
But when he was halfway in the air and before he landed on the ground, he was suddenly pounced on by another evil ghost, which bit his neck. Fu Changling reacted extremely quickly, grabbed the evil ghost's neck, and slammed it into the ground with a "bang"!
The scene was in chaos. After Fu Changling had "smashed" the people, he felt a long knife coming from behind. He rolled on the ground, barely dodging the long knife, and then stopped one person. The man turned around and chopped him, but Fu Changling grabbed the man's wrist and whispered, "Yellow Ghost Master!"
The man he caught was stunned when he saw him. Fu Changling raised his hand to block the evil spirit that rushed over and said in a very low voice: "Here are ten Yuanying and one Huashen! Ten people, the same old rules."
The Yellow Ghost Lord's eyes flashed, and then he nodded quickly.
The Yellow Ghost Lord rolled to the side. Fu Changling paid attention to the positions of several masters on the ring, dodged them in an orderly manner, and found several Ghost Lords he often dealt with.
Unlike Baiyu City, there are mountains and forests outside Baiyu City. In order to grab resources, each area has its own ghost lord. These ghost lords sometimes cooperate and sometimes conflict in order to fight for territory. The relationship between them cannot be said to be good or bad, it all depends on interests.
Most ghost lords are cunning and completely different from the masters in Baiyu City.
With just one word from Fu Changling, Ghost Lord Huang understood what Fu Changling was thinking. There had once been a ghost lord with extremely high cultivation in the wild who occupied a large amount of territory. It was Fu Changling who united ten ghost lords, used people as a formation, and killed that ghost lord together.
There are now ten Nascent Souls and one God Transformation on the ring. If they continue to fight normally, they will definitely have no chance. The only chance is to unite and deal with the others.
Fu Changling thought so, and so did the others. After a while, the arena began to split. The entire arena seemed to have reached some kind of silent agreement, and together they besieged the only person in the middle who was in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
Fu Changling hid in the crowd. He behaved mediocrely. He was not the weakest, but he was definitely not strong either.
With the joining forces of ten Nascent Souls and hundreds of evil spirits, the seemingly strongest cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage was actually the first high-level cultivator to be forced out of the arena!
The Spiritualization Stage cultivator narrowly avoided the stage, and the entire audience sighed. Yun Yu was stunned and couldn't help but say, "It seems that being strong isn't necessarily a good thing."
"The stronger a person is, the more he values his life."
Qin Yan spoke calmly and explained to Yun Yu why it was so easy to be forced to retreat in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
If it was a matter of life and death, he would not retreat so easily. But now it is just for a marriage, so it is not worth risking his life.
The Spiritualization Stage disappeared, and the ten Nascent Soul cultivators separated on the spot and began to drive away the other low-level cultivators. One of the Nascent Soul cultivators rushed towards Fu Changling. Fu Changling blocked the Nascent Soul cultivator with a sword and whispered, "Senior, look at the Nascent Soul next to you."
"Don't say anything more."
The Nascent Soul cultivator rushed out, strangling Fu Changling's neck. Fu Changling somersaulted in the air, caught the Nascent Soul cultivator's sword, and whispered, "Senior, the Nascent Soul cultivator next door is fighting against people I've fought before. They and I are both the Ghost Lords of the Suburban Area. Why do you think that Nascent Soul cultivator next door can defeat three of them so easily?"
As soon as these words came out, the cultivator in front of Fu Changling paused slightly. Fu Changling slowed his movements and said very quickly, "I am willing to form an alliance with you. You can pretend to chase me to save your energy, so that other Yuanying cultivators can drive away the other contestants. Once the other contestants are expelled from the arena, I will join forces with you to strangle those exhausted Yuanying cultivators. If the cultivator next door attacks you in advance, I will also try my best to help you."
The Nascent Soul cultivator's mind flickered, and he instantly understood Fu Changling's question about why the cultivator next door could defeat three of the same level. The reason was that the cultivator next door might have reached a similar agreement with the three ghost masters.
"what would you like?"
The Nascent Soul cultivator made a decision immediately. Fu Changling said in a low voice, "Ten thousand ghost stones."
This was a huge sum of money for the wild ghosts outside the city, but it was nothing to the Nascent Soul cultivators inside the city. The other party immediately made a decision: "Deal."
Fu Changling laughed and started acting with the Nascent Soul cultivator in the arena, while exchanging glances with the other ghost lords.
The ten ghost lords followed four Nascent Soul cultivators respectively, and the other six began to expel other little ghosts at will on the arena. There were other struggles in the middle. By the afternoon, the little ghosts had been almost expelled, and two Nascent Soul cultivators had been eliminated because of conflicts.
As the sun set, the cultivators followed by Yellow Ghost Lord suddenly jumped up and attacked an exhausted Nascent Soul cultivator. Three ghost lords and one Nascent Soul cultivator besieged an exhausted Nascent Soul. The opponent had a bad feeling and rolled off the stage.
When the first Nascent Soul cultivator took action, the other three cultivators who had reached an agreement with the Ghost Lords also took action at the same time. However, in an instant, only four of the eight Nascent Soul cultivators were left. Before these four cultivators could react, the ten Ghost Lords rushed straight towards them!
This sudden change caught all the Nascent Soul cultivators off guard. They had no time to think about it. They only knew that the other party had attacked them, and they subconsciously attacked the other party.
Four Nascent Soul cultivators in their prime engaged in a brawl. Fu Changling and the other ten Ghost Lords exchanged blows. Fu Changling and Ghost Lord Huang tore at each other while secretly watching the struggle between the four Nascent Soul cultivators. Seeing the four cultivators gradually being eliminated to two, Ghost Lord Huang whispered, "Is that all right?"
Fu Changling frowned. He looked at the two Nascent Soul cultivators fighting and couldn't help but frown.
Something is wrong.
He looked at the shorter monk among them who kept chanting spells. This monk had been fighting for such a long time without a drop of sweat on his head. Opposite him was a sword cultivator, but he could never get close to him.
This is not a normal practice of the Dharma.
Even evil spirits, after they start practicing, will be divided into sword cultivators and magic cultivators. Magic cultivators are weak, while sword cultivators are strong. Once a sword cultivator gets close to a magic cultivator, there is no such thing as being unable to touch him.
and……
Fu Changling subconsciously noticed that there was a thin layer of calluses on the monk's hands.
As Fu Changling observed the two cultivators, the Yellow Ghost Lord lost his patience and glared at the others. Without waiting for Fu Changling to speak, he quickly formed a formation. Fu Changling saw the cocoon and suddenly realized what was happening. He shouted, "Hit the shorter one!"
Hearing this, everyone present was stunned, but the short monk smiled slightly. Fu Changling raised his sword and pressed towards the monk. The monk's cultivation suddenly skyrocketed and climbed up all the way!
In an instant, the cultivation of the Jindan stage cultivators exploded from the field, and dozens of cultivators including Fu Changling were violently shaken away and fell to the ground with a "bang"!
Qin Yan rushed to Fu Changling's side, helped him up, fed him a few pills, and asked hurriedly, "Are you okay?"
Fu Changling remained silent, blood oozing from his mouth. He stared intently at the cultivator on the stage. The cultivator calmly turned back, sword in hand, and looked at Fu Changling lying on the ground. He smiled and spoke, his voice indistinguishable from male and female voices, with a sharp, uncanny quality. "I've heard there's someone outside Bai Yucheng who has no cultivation but has become a Ghost Lord. It turns out to be this young brother. He's quite astute indeed."
"Old Mei Wuya," the other party laughed, "thank you for racking your brains and helping me today, little brother."
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