Chapter 64 Doesn't Senior Brother Dislike Me? (6) Fu Li was stunned...
Jinyu Town used to be a small village built against the mountain, but now it has developed into a much larger town.
It was inconvenient for cultivators to travel on their swords within the town. So Fu Li and the others walked from the village chief's house to their lodgings.
On the way, Li Weiyan and Zhu Mingying discussed the specific strategies for this mission. Fu Li and Xiao Yue walked behind.
Unlike Xiao Yue, who was holding his hand and looking around excitedly, Fu Li felt something was amiss. It seemed as if there was a faint gaze constantly watching them, but when he turned around, he only saw ordinary people hurrying by on the street. He scanned the area with his divine sense but found nothing.
"Don't you guys feel like someone is watching us...?" Fu Li frowned, a hint of worry flickering in her clear, jewel-like eyes.
Li Weiyan, who was walking ahead, turned around, a reassuring smile on his handsome face, and said, "I have already used my divine sense to survey this town. It is indeed as the mayor said, there is a strange area in the east of the town, which is blocked even by divine sense. It seems that there is indeed a demon causing trouble. As for what Ali said about someone spying on us, we did not find anything. Don't worry."
He then instructed, "Go back and prepare. Tomorrow we will go to the east to investigate the situation."
The three responded.
The place we stayed was the only inn in town. The conditions here were certainly not as good as in the mountains; the bed was extremely hard, and it wasn't very comfortable even to sit on, let alone lie down for a night.
After looking around the room, Fu Li sighed helplessly. He took out a four-piece bedding set made of snow mountain silver silkworm silk from his storage bag and laid it on the hard bed board, instantly making the shabby inn room shine.
Seeing this, he nodded in satisfaction, called the waiter to fetch water, and prepared to take a good bath and get some sleep to prepare for tomorrow's training mission.
For some reason, just as Fu Li took off his outer robe and was about to enter the bathtub, the lurking gaze suddenly disappeared. He breathed a sigh of relief, removed his crown, and let his long hair fall loose to his waist. His jade feet were the first to enter the water, and as his body was submerged in the hot water, his mind gradually relaxed. He wondered if he had been too suspicious.
While he was taking a bath, there was a knock on the door from outside the screen.
Xiao Yue's voice rang out: "Ah Li, are you asleep?! Do you want something to eat? I bought you some ghee cakes from town. I heard they taste especially good. You've never tasted them on Longque Mountain, have you? Try them and see if they're good!"
It was obvious that his enthusiasm was untimely. Just as Fu Li was about to refuse, she heard a noise outside the door, which seemed to be a gust of wind. Then Xiao Yue's voice disappeared.
He felt something was strange, but he didn't sense any hostility or murderous intent. He figured his second senior brother must have taken him away.
The next day, Fu Li got up early. He sat facing the window, breathing in and out, absorbing spiritual energy.
It's dawn now, the time when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is at its peak. If we accumulate a little more, who knows what unexpected things might happen today?
After absorbing enough spiritual energy, Fu Li went downstairs for breakfast. A short while later, Xiao Yue appeared, plopped down opposite him, greeted him with a "Good morning," and then launched into a long, rambling monologue about yesterday's events:
"Ah Li, let me tell you, yesterday I bought some butter cakes to bring you some, but a strange wind swept me downstairs at the inn. I went to ask my second senior brother, but he told me not to disturb you. When did he learn such profound magic...?"
Fu Li gave him a knowing look and said with a faint smile, "Second Senior Brother started cultivating immortality earlier than us and works very hard every day. Isn't it normal for him to know these spells?"
As the hour of Chen approached, the disciples of Longque Mountain gradually descended the stairs.
Everyone was ready to go, some nervous, some excited, eager for their first experience.
Li Weiyan stood at the front, reminding everyone of the precautions: "The Golden Feather Shrine is on the east side of the town. Once we arrive, no one is allowed to leave the group without permission, and no one should act rashly without orders. If you disobey, you will be responsible for your own life. Understand?"
His tone was serious, and his clear face revealed a cold demeanor. The disciples quickly responded.
Then everyone mounted their swords and flew from the inn towards the east of the town.
A moment later, a patch of white mist covering the ground came into view, looking quite strange against the backdrop of the surrounding town and houses.
In mid-air, Xiao Yue turned to Fu Li and said, "Ah Li, do you remember when the flying boat was about to land, we could also see this white mist? It seems to have expanded a bit."
Li Weiyan explained from the side, "The mayor said that the white fog is still spreading. Although the surrounding residents have been evacuated, we don't know when it will expand to cover the entire town. So this time we must resolve it completely."
After flying around the white mist, the group discovered that the closer they got to the mist, the more unstable their flying technique became. They could not see through it with their eyesight or divine sense, as if some kind of barrier existed.
After some thought, Li Weiyan ordered everyone to split into two teams: one team would follow him, and the other team, led by Zhu Mingying, would enter the white mist area from the east and west sides respectively.
He murmured confidently, "Once we enter the Golden Feather Shrine, we'll know exactly what happened inside."
The group then split into two teams. Fu Li and Xiao Yue were assigned to Zhu Mingying's team, where they were responsible for protecting the other Foundation Establishment stage disciples.
They landed at the entrance of a street, with walls on both sides, and in front of them, a white mist separated them into two distinct worlds, but the scene inside the mist was not clear.
Several timid disciples swallowed hard, clearly not wanting to go in. Zhu Mingying, however, remained very calm, showing no sign of tension on her face.
She assigned two panicked disciples to stand guard outside the white mist as backup, while the others followed her into the mist.
The group accepted the order.
Zhu Mingying took out a lantern shaped like a palace lantern, with a pure white flame burning at the wick, without any other color.
He said, "This is called the Soul-Separating Lamp. It can scare away demons and guide the way. When you go inside, you must stay close to me. If you can't see any people, follow the light. That way you won't get lost."
After giving his instructions, he led everyone into the fog.
Zhu Mingying walked at the front, with the others closely following behind her.
At first, the outlines of houses and streets could be vaguely seen around, but as they went deeper, even those became indistinct, and the road beneath their feet was covered by white mist. Only the sound of their boots on the stone bricks could tell what was under their feet.
Several disciples tried to use talismans to dispel the surrounding fog and determine their location, but the effect became weaker the further they went in.
Until nothing could be seen anymore, only a vast expanse of white mist remained, spreading around like a ghost.
Fu Li was a little worried and couldn't help but ask Zhu Mingying, who was walking in front of her, "Senior sister, should we continue forward? We can't see anything anymore."
Zhu Mingying was also a little worried, but she didn't show it. Instead, she calmly said, "Don't panic. As long as we have the Soul-Separating Lamp, we won't get lost."
They walked for a long time, so long that Fu Li couldn't tell if a quarter of an hour or an hour had passed. Suddenly, a building's wall appeared ahead, and soon, the outline of a gate emerged from the mist.
Upon closer inspection, one can see several large, gleaming golden characters on the plaque: Jin Yu Temple.
The building suddenly appeared in the previously empty white mist, and it just so happened to be their destination. No matter how you look at it, it was very strange.
However, the next moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the white mist ahead: "Junior Sister? Is that you?"
The group looked up at the sound and saw Li Weiyan emerge from the white mist, carrying a Soul-Separating Lamp in his hand, followed by several disciples.
Seeing this, Zhu Mingying breathed a sigh of relief. She said, "Second Senior Brother, you've come looking for us too."
The two sides then exchanged information and discovered that their experiences were the same: they couldn't tell which way was which in the white fog, and they had arrived here in a daze, taking about the same amount of time.
Zhu Mingying slowly exhaled: "We haven't seen any trace of demonic beasts along the way. I wonder if it's the effect of the Soul-Separating Lamp."
Li Weiyan frowned as he looked at the bronze-lacquered gate beside him and said, "It seems that no matter which way you come in, it will lead to the Golden Feather Shrine. It's like an inevitable outcome. Why would the Golden Feather Eagle go to such lengths to set up a barrier just to lure people here?"
The answer to the question can only be found once you go inside.
Li Weiyan stepped forward and gently pushed the door open, easily opening it. The scene inside was normal, and even the white mist did not extend in.
Li Weiyan cautiously stepped inside, looked around, and finding nothing amiss, then gestured for the others to come in.
Xiao Yue was the first to enter, followed by the disciples who filed in one after another, with Zhu Mingying bringing up the rear.
Fu Li was the second to last to enter. Nothing unusual had happened before him, so his guard was down.
However, just as he stepped one foot over the threshold, a gust of cold wind suddenly swept in from inside the Golden Feather Temple, and a foul stench mixed with strong demonic and malevolent energy rushed straight towards Fu Li's face.
He keenly sensed the danger and quickly retreated, trying to get outside the door. But in the instant he turned around, he saw that the door had moved five steps away, and as it closed, he saw Zhu Mingying's astonished face.
Just as Fu Li was about to draw her sword and fight to the death, she was suddenly pulled into a firm embrace around her waist. Almost simultaneously, she heard the clear and piercing sound of clothing being torn by a sharp weapon and stabbing into flesh, and the smell of blood filled her nostrils.
Then he heard Li Weiyan shout: "Senior Brother!"
Fu Li looked up blankly, his gaze sweeping over the strong arm that was wrapped around him, over the cloud and mist patterns on the shoulder and collar that symbolized the disciples of Longque Mountain, and finally settling on half of a fair and handsome profile.
Hesitantly, he called out, "Big...Senior Brother?"
Chongjingge's cool gaze shifted down to Fu Li's face, and he asked indifferently, "Are you injured?"
Fu Li was stunned for a second before she realized what the other person was talking about. Her slightly parted lips moved, and she replied, "No..."
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