How do you use what Baibai said about "a thought comes to mind"? Is it enough to just think about it in your mind?
Fan Zhiyi thought he could give it a simple try first. He closed his eyes and thought about getting warmer. As a result, he really felt a breath flowing in his body. The cold air was quickly dispelled from his body and his whole body became warm.
Wow, this is so useful.
Fan Zhiyi looked at the mountain opposite. There was a way to get there, but it was a bit far away and he needed to fly over.
Fan Zhiyi thought silently in his heart, then closed his eyes, opened his hands and jumped. He felt his body floating in the air, and there seemed to be a force of air under his feet supporting him from falling.
Fan Zhiyi opened his eyes and found that he had landed steadily on the opposite mountain.
He turned around and looked. The mountain where he often practiced meditation in the setting was isolated and higher than the one he was standing on now. The whole place was covered in snow, which was really beautiful.
Fan Zhiyi finally had the leisure to appreciate the snow scene. He had rarely seen snow in the real world, let alone such a heavy snow. So he couldn't help but reach out to catch a snowflake and watched it melt into a pool of water in his palm.
For some reason, Fan Zhiyi actually felt a little uncomfortable and suffocated in his heart, but he just thought of it as his own sentimentality, and the feeling soon dissipated.
Perhaps because of his cultivation, Fan Zhiyi felt that his senses had become much sharper and he noticed someone approaching.
He gathered up his wide sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and pretended to be aloof to maintain his image.
Sure enough, a young man with a high ponytail ran up the mountain, taking one step at a time.
Fan Zhiyi looked at him. The young man was wearing a black suit with his sleeves tied up and a long sword hanging at his waist. When he saw him, he didn't show any fear. Instead, he ran faster with a bright smile on his face.
"Immortal Venerable!" The young man stopped at an appropriate distance, the white mist he exhaled lingering in the air and dissipating. He bowed and said, "I am Mr. Cen of the Tianyun Sect. I have been ordered by the Sect Master to come and study under the Immortal Venerable."
"No need to be so polite." Fan Zhiyi said, and then the two of them stared at each other.
The main reason was that Fan Zhiyi didn't dare to talk too much. The more he talked, the more mistakes he would make. That damn system didn't even explain the background of this world to him clearly. What if he was suspected?
Cen Jun had heard that this Immortal Venerable had an aloof personality and didn't like people to get close to him, so he took the initiative to say, "From today on, I am your disciple. Please don't look down on me for being stupid!"
Upon hearing this, Fan Zhiyi frowned, took a step back unconsciously, and looked the child up and down.
Disciple, Master!
Oh my god, the treatment of masters in different novel fields is completely different, and the system is so ambiguous. Fan Zhiyi feels a little insecure. After all, novels nowadays are not the same as before. Masters are everywhere now, and contemporary netizens jokingly call it "nine out of ten masters are suppressed". It is simply a representative of a high-risk profession.
"How old are you?"
"I am fifteen years old this year!" The young man looked full of fighting spirit. When he smiled, there was a small dimple on the corner of his mouth. He looked particularly well-behaved and sunny.
"How long have you been practicing in Tianyun Sect?"
"When I was young, I was rescued by my eldest brother and my elder brother and brought back to Tianyun Sect. Since then, I have stayed in Tianyun Sect ever since."
Fan Zhiyi noticed a clue: "Your brother...where are the rest of your family? What did you rescue them for?"
"Since I can remember, I have never seen my parents, nor have I heard from any family. I have always been begging on the roadside. By some strange coincidence, I ended up trapped in the Xue residence. It was my elder brother who risked his own life to rescue me. Together with my eldest brother, he sent me to the Tianyun Sect. Without them, I would not be alive today."
"I'm sorry," Fan Zhiyi said. "I've lived alone for years and don't know how to interact with people. I'm sorry if I've offended you."
"No, I won't!" Cen Jun was actually nervous. After all, this Immortal Venerable was very mysterious. The Sect Leader suddenly asked him to come here to study, and he was somewhat unsure.
Fan Zhiyi thought for a moment, then asked, "How is your cultivation level now?"
At this point, Cen Jun couldn't hide the pride in his eyes: "Among his peers in Tianyun Sect, this disciple ranks first!"
Isn't it just that he has an extremely high talent for cultivation, coupled with his turbulent life experience and opportunities for immortality, and now he has a heart as pure as a little white flower, isn't this the perfect male protagonist?
Moreover, the system also said that when assigning identities, in order to facilitate the host, identities that are easy to get along with the mission target will be distributed.
Fan Zhiyi silently assigned Cen Jun to the male lead category in his mind. Although he was not very sure and needed to verify it from many aspects, Fan Zhiyi felt that it was almost certain.
Seeing that the Immortal Lord in front of him was silent, Cen Jun quietly looked up and saw that he was looking down with his eyes as if in deep thought. The cinnabar mole between his eyebrows was particularly eye-catching in the snow-white sky. He did not look worldly, but instead made him look lonely and unattainable.
But... Cen Jun gritted his teeth. He didn't have any extra time to wait. There were still important things waiting for him to do. He had to become stronger. So he clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "My swordsmanship has not improved much recently. I beg Master for guidance."
Sword skills... Please teach me... He also wants someone to teach him how to be someone else's master. Help, this is out of the ordinary. He is not from this world, and his cultivation is not obtained in a proper way. How should he teach?
Fan Zhiyi cursed Bai Bai fiercely in his heart, but his face remained calm, like a master from the outside world: "Raise your sword, and practice a few moves for me to see."
After hearing this, Cen Jun drew his sword without hesitation, and his figure merged into the white snow.
Fan Zhiyi watched quietly and seriously. Of course, he didn't understand anything, so asking him to teach would be a complete misleading!
After finishing a paragraph, Cen Jun held the sword and panted as he looked at Fan Zhiyi, his eyes shining.
Fan Zhiyi: "..." Fan Zhiyi said, "Do you know why I came here to practice?"
"Is it quiet here?"
“That’s just one reason, you can feel the nature here.”
Cen Jun was puzzled: "Naturally?"
"Cultivating immortals is against the will of heaven, but naturally it conforms to the way of heaven. There are countless ways of the universe, and nature is ever-changing. One should integrate into nature, use sincerity, and exchange sincerity for sincerity." As Fan Zhiyi spoke, he became more and more determined, and even he began to believe it himself.
As the saying goes, if you want to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself. This is true!
Fan Zhiyi waved his sleeve and pointed his sword lightly, and the small mountain he had just descended had a top cut off, becoming a slope.
Fan Zhiyi: “…” Damn, he’s so awesome!
Fan Zhiyi glanced at Cen Jun and saw that he was also staring at the mountain in amazement, his eyes filled with admiration. He continued to act pretentiously: "This is what it means to follow the flow of nature. Even without a sword in hand, it is better than having one. You can do it too."
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