In the pavilion, Ji Yun and Qiu Yan both fell silent.
Xunmeng'er's mind raced, and she said, "Senior Qiuyan, I've heard that you play the flute very well. The night is also quite beautiful tonight. Could you play a tune for Master?"
Qiu Yan sat on the stone bench, facing out of the pavilion, and said in a muffled voice, "It's more like someone is humming a tune for me."
Who is this person? Ji Yun was speechless.
Looking up at the sky, the moon was full. If I hadn't come here, I might have already taken Yuexi home to reunite with my mother.
Xunmeng'er was still thinking about how to break the deadlock.
Qiu Yan turned around and said to Ji Yun, "I used to play the flute for you, now you hum a tune for me, and I won't bother you anymore."
"really?"
"Yes, hum a tune for me and I'll stop bothering you."
Ji Yun was overjoyed and immediately searched Ye Feng's memories.
Suddenly realizing this, she knew she couldn't hum Ye Feng's praises, or she would believe him even more.
I was about to hum it when I felt a little embarrassed, like, really embarrassed.
The two people stared blankly at him.
"Fifth Brother, don't you need to repair the great formation?" Ji Yun suddenly asked.
"Ah? Master, I'll go later. I'll listen to what's on my mind."
"Go right now!"
Ji Yun's tone left no room for refusal, so Xun Meng'er had no choice but to slink away, taking one last look at Qiu Yan with a hint of encouragement in her eyes.
Once they were alone in the pavilion, Ji Yun hesitated, still unable to let go, and said, "Turn around, or I won't be able to hum."
"You weren't like this before. Why are you more shy than a woman?"
"I've already said I'm not Ye Feng."
"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you. I'll turn around."
Qiu Yan reluctantly turned around, wanting to see what tricks this person was up to.
Ji Yun hummed a tune she had been hearing repeatedly while scrolling through short videos; it was very familiar to her.
"No one knows when I dream by the cold window, recalling our parting, my heart overflowing with unfinished thoughts. How similar are those two old lines of poetry, just as I thought of them yesterday and tonight. A gentle breeze blows on the southern branch, and in my dreams, I still yearn for you. When autumn is high and I look at the mountains, I sigh for my old friend. I hesitate to write down my thoughts with a few strokes of the pen..."
After the song ended, Ji Yun flew directly to Mount Ling.
The autumn mist is intoxicating.
"A gentle breeze blows on the southern branch, and I still yearn for you in my dreams."
She felt it resonated so deeply. Hadn't she been longing for someone all these years? Did he feel the same way? Perhaps he was just too shy to say it aloud, which was why he composed this song to express his feelings.
The sound of a heartbeat could be heard.
The afterglow of spiritual energy covered the Dharma image, making it sparkle like starlight.
After daybreak, Ji Yun called Xun Meng'er to prepare to search for lightning-struck wood.
"I'll go too," Qiu Yan said.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't bother me anymore?" Ji Yun asked.
"Yes, am I going to pester you now?"
Ji Yun didn't quite understand. Could it be that the world was different from what she understood?
After the three of them went out.
Ji Yun stopped.
"I think I've fallen into a trap."
Xunmeng'er and Qiuyan were taken aback, not understanding why Ji Yun said that.
Seeing the puzzled looks on their faces, Ji Yun explained, "The same applies to trees struck by heavenly lightning during a cultivator's tribulation."
The three searched everywhere and soon made a discovery.
On a mountain, a patch of scorched earth lay, and trees were bent and twisted by lightning.
Ji Yun ground all the wood into powder, then kneaded it into a ball and put it into his storage bag.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Huo Ge and A Niu are still on their way to find the sacred mountain.
"Third Senior Brother, the magic weapon is moving again!" Ah Niu called out.
"Don't tell me it's some kind of magic potion or something. I'm so annoyed. I spend all my time looking for these things."
After examining the surface and finding nothing amiss, the two channeled their spiritual energy and burrowed directly into the ground.
The result was that a small demon beast that was cultivating was killed by Huo Ge in a fit of anger.
"Damn it, I feel like I'm going crazy," Huo Ge said weakly.
"Let me rest for a bit. I feel like my whole body is about to fall apart. I've crawled underground hundreds of times, and I can't move anymore."
"Okay, let's take a break then."
The two lay down directly under the tree, completely exhausted.
Or Ge said weakly, "If this continues, we'll really become dirt rats. What is Master going to do? If he needs to move Mount Ling, our sect doesn't have many people, and the spiritual energy is abundant, so there's nothing to worry about."
"I don't know." Ah Niu closed his eyes and lay comfortably on the grass.
"If we can't find it in the last ten days, we'll find a way to destroy a sect. No matter what, we have to get a sacred mountain to take back and report."
"Junior Sister is so much better; she doesn't have to work so hard to repair the great formation."
"And the eldest brother has already left, but Master said that the eldest brother is seriously injured. I think Master will definitely not let him go."
"But Second Senior Sister has also left, and Master didn't stop her. Second Senior Sister is twentieth on the Kill Ranking, so she's not that attractive. We can't do that. We need to be careful lately and avoid being ambushed."
Ah Niu was too exhausted to pay attention to him, so he let Huo Ge talk to himself.
In a city, the three were strolling down a main street when Ji Yun, who had intended to buy some supplementary pills, was recognized by someone.
At this moment, everyone in the city was watching them.
Many monks were whispering among themselves.
"That's Old Demon Ye Feng. I heard his cultivation level has dropped, and he's only at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage now."
"I heard from the disciples of the six major immortal sects that if it weren't for Qiu Yan from the Purple Bamboo Forest protecting him, he would have been strangled long ago."
Several people sighed.
"This old devil is too lucky, to have such a confidante."
More and more cultivators gradually gathered.
Just as they were preparing to leave.
A Nascent Soul Peak cultivator stepped forward.
"Old Demon Ye Feng, I challenge you to a duel. You once killed my family, and now, I have finally had my chance."
Ji Yun glanced at him and said indifferently, "You'd better get lost, or you'll die."
"How arrogant!" he said, and was about to make a move.
As a result, Ji Yun slapped him, and the man vanished without a trace.
Their Nascent Soul cultivation was clearly revealed, and the surrounding cultivators all moved away from them.
"go back!"
Ji Yun teleported them directly back to the Tianyan Sect.
I'm too lazy to argue with these people; my main focus now is on improving my cultivation.
Take out all the demonic beasts that Xunmeng'er has collected and refine them.
Begin sketching the spirit-gathering talisman.
Two days later.
Finally, a spirit-gathering talisman was created.
It consumed a great deal of his spiritual energy and soul.
It works much better than the ones I bought before.
Qiu Yan has been watching for two days and has no idea what this person is doing; it's all very strange.
Ji Yun handed the Spirit Gathering Talisman to Qiu Yan, asking her to test its effects. Qiu Yan took the talisman, infused it with spiritual power, and the talisman instantly shone brightly, forming a vortex of spiritual power that rapidly gathered the surrounding spiritual energy.
Qiu Yan was astonished as she sensed the rich spiritual energy. She had never seen such a powerful effect in gathering spiritual energy, and her admiration for Ji Yun's strength grew even stronger.
"This is a spirit-gathering talisman, which can accelerate cultivation."
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