Chapter 22 A handsome man lives in my sea of ​​consciousness!



"It's me."

Who are you?

Gingerbread spun around in place, wondering why that voice seemed to have come from her head.

So terrifying!

Upon hearing Gingerbread's inner thoughts, Burning Despair thought: "..."

She was spinning around like a short, spinning top.

Fen Jue's expression turned to one of unbearable dismay as he let out a long sigh. "Sword Tomb, it was I who saved you."

“Oh—” As the other person’s sentence became longer, Gingerbread remembered his wonderfully magnetic voice, “I remember now! Red-robed swordsman, you are a senior of the Sword Sect.”

I didn't expect her to remember.

A sense of relief arose from the burning of everything.

After feeling relieved, I was also incredulous at how forgiving he was of gingerbread.

"Senior, where are you?"

"I am in your sea of ​​consciousness."

After recognizing an old acquaintance, Gingerbread lowered her guard and sat by the spring, swinging her little feet. "Ah? I think your voice is coming from inside my head!"

What is the sea of ​​consciousness?

“Hmm—” Fen Jue organized his thoughts slightly to help her understand better, “After a cultivator draws Qi into their body, they generate spiritual consciousness, which will form a sea of ​​consciousness after they reach the Foundation Establishment stage.”

"The sea of ​​consciousness is inside your brain."

"Waaah—" she stopped her dangling feet and asked impatiently, "But I haven't reached the Foundation Establishment stage yet!"

"So your sea of ​​consciousness is a barren wasteland." Fen Jue casually glanced around. "There's nothing there."

That sounds a bit shabby.

This feeling is both magical and eerie.

Can you imagine what it would feel like to speak your words and hear another person's voice coming out of your head?

The feeling of this mental communication is subtle.

Moreover, through bone conduction, the other person's already sexy and deep voice becomes even more irresistibly pleasant to listen to.

What Gingerbread didn't know was...

Fenjue heard all her thoughts clearly.

The thousand-year-old Fenjue blushed.

"Ahem, I could hear what you were thinking just now."

"!!!"

Gingerbread's face flushed red instantly, and she immediately changed the subject, "So you can see me when I shower and go to the toilet?"

"That's so perverted."

"..." Fen Jue took a deep breath, using all his composure to control himself from cursing this fool. "I'm not that free. I spend most of my time cultivating. Even when I'm not cultivating, unless you're in mortal danger, my five senses are closed."

Why did he explain it to this strange little fool?

After speaking, Fen Jue pursed his thin lips, his brows furrowed with regret.

"Oh, I see. I feel much more relieved!" She's a very privacy-conscious person, you know.

Burning Away: "..."

"Don't you want to ask anything else?" His tone was almost desperate.

With such a powerful swordsman residing in her sea of ​​consciousness, all she wants to know are trivial matters?

Gingerbread: "What are you asking?"

His tone was frank, open, and confident.

Fen Jue gritted his teeth and said, "For example, ask me why I am in your sea of ​​consciousness, whether it will pose a danger to you, how you came back to life after you died in the Sword Tomb, and ask me to teach you cultivation and guide you in sword practice."

"Oh, I don't want to know that."

Gingerbread summoned its flying mount, patted Little Hamburger, and said, "Back to Immortal Jade Peak."

Burning Away: "?"

Does this girl really have no thirst for knowledge?

Gingerbread wanted to advance to the Foundation Establishment stage, so he wouldn't have to go to school and could live a carefree life eating and drinking.

"Wait a minute!"

"Oh, I'm actually quite curious about something."

"!" Fen Jue's eyes lit up with anticipation. "Ask away!"

Gingerbread: "Sword cultivators generally wear white, blue, black, or gray clothes. Why do you like wearing red?"

Burning Away: "..."

...

Unexpectedly, the gingerbread was just as she had said.

I'm not curious about him at all.

They even completely ignored his existence.

He gets up at dawn every day, rides his ugly mount that gives Qingxue Immortal Lord a headache to attend class, eats his lunch obediently, and returns to Xianyu Peak to continue his cultivation after sunset.

When I'm bored, I talk to that stinky egg.

Where had Fenjue ever suffered such humiliation?

Who is he!

He is the number one swordsman in the Sword Sect!

A genius in the cultivation world for a thousand years, he could draw in Qi at the age of three, establish his foundation at the age of five, and reach the Golden Core stage at the age of thirteen. He ascended directly to the Heavenly Palace before he was even five hundred years old.

If the Sword Sect members knew that Gingerbread had formed a pact with him...

It's enough to make you envious to the point of going crazy.

This little girl is something else; she completely ignores him.

"Silly boy, aren't you curious why I live in your sea of ​​consciousness?" Fen Jue couldn't help but ask.

Gingerbread is reading books about talismans.

She counted her assets; they were all given to her by her master and the others, and if she kept them, they would be enough to live on. But there were so many good things in the cultivation world that required money to buy, and she couldn't always rely on others for everything.

I've heard that talismans, elixirs, and weapon crafting are the most profitable trades.

She asked Immortal Lord Qingxue for three books.

I plan to learn whichever is the easiest.

“I’m not curious,” Gingerbread said, popping a dried fruit into his mouth. “If you want to talk about it, I’m willing to listen.”

"..." Fen Jue was speechless. He didn't really need to be so proactive.

Both were speechless.

Gingerbread continued turning the pages of the book.

"It doesn't seem that complicated."

"Tch—" Fen Jue shook his head, his phoenix eyes lowered slightly, "You're quite arrogant."

Cultivation and talismans are two different things.

In the path of cultivation, spiritual root accounts for half, and the rest depends on comprehension, diligence, and luck.

Talismans are different.

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