"Junior Fengling greets the head of the family."
"Step down. From now on, he will cultivate here with me."
Yin Kongmen was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He didn't expect that Ruo Tinghan would actually teach him personally.
I glanced at the wind chimes with surprise.
Everyone has forgotten how long it's been since Ruotinghan last accepted a disciple!
After Yin Kongmen left, everyone on Tianshi Peak withdrew.
Only Fengling and Ruotinghan remained.
Ruo Tinghan finally turned around slowly.
This was also the first time Fengling had seen his face.
He has a sharp, angular face, an upright demeanor, and is quite handsome.
After all, she was the kind of person who could give birth to someone with such an enchanting appearance as Ruo Qingyan.
His gaze was resolute and piercing.
He was clearly a young and strong man, yet he gave the impression of having lived for eternity.
Standing there, it resembles an ancient peak, exuding a unique majesty and a sense of oppression that comes with age.
He had a classic smile on his face and looked quite kind.
A cold wind howled past, and Feng Ling suddenly felt a chill in the smile on Ruo Tinghan's face.
After a while, Fengling couldn't hold back any longer and was about to speak.
If Han then spoke:
"I heard you want freedom?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Ling paused, frowned slightly, and finally nodded.
"think."
Ruo Tinghan smiled, shook her head, and slowly sat down.
As I sat down, a chair suddenly appeared beneath me.
At the same time, a red sandalwood-colored coffee table appeared in front of them.
The red sandalwood coffee table is intricately carved with several giant oriental dragons; its size and material clearly indicate that it is quite heavy.
But it suddenly appeared and landed on the ground without making a sound.
Several cups of tea were placed on the coffee table, still steaming hot.
A cold wind blew by, instantly dissipating the heat.
But soon, when the wind stopped, it slowly rose again.
Ruo Tinghan lightly raised a cup, drank it all in one gulp, and said softly with her eyes lowered:
"So what do you think freedom is?"
The wind chime pondered for a moment:
"In my opinion, freedom is doing what you want to do."
Ruo Tinghan smiled:
"So what do you want to do?"
Feng Ling paused, then shook her head.
What do we need to do?
He used to be quite clear-headed, but now he's quite confused.
You want to kill Bai Qiling?
That was the first thought that flashed through my mind.
But he couldn't possibly say that.
If Han saw that he remained silent, she gestured with her hand, inviting him to speak.
"Why don't you have a cup of tea before answering this question?"
Fengling stepped forward with some confusion, bowed to him, and held up the teacup with both hands.
The warm tea has a light, refreshing aroma, is slightly hot, and has a hint of sweetness.
This is truly excellent tea!
He put down his teacup and looked at Ruotinghan, who was waiting for his answer.
But Fengling still didn't understand his intention.
"This junior is ignorant and hopes the patriarch will enlighten me."
Ruo Tinghan smiled:
"This cup of tea is freedom."
Feng Ling pursed her lips, pondered for a moment, and then said softly:
"I still don't understand..."
Ruo Tinghan smiled, and with a thought, put away the tea set.
"You'll understand later."
"Come with me."
...
For a whole month after that, Chu Sheng and Xi Ran did not see Feng Ling again.
"Commander! Where did Fengling go? I sent him messages but he didn't reply."
Yin Kongmen ignored him, but the clever and witty senior sister still guessed it:
"Could it be that Junior Brother's terrifying talent has been discovered by the Clan Head and he's been taken in as a last disciple?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Sheng felt somewhat unwilling.
We promised to get stronger together!
However, inspired by this, Chu Sheng trained even harder in the days that followed.
After all, his good brother is so strong, so as his partner, he certainly can't be any less capable!
Ruo Qingyan waited in vain for a long time, but there was still no news of the wind chimes.
Some people couldn't hold back any longer.
The quality of that photo has deteriorated to a certain extent.
So, on that day, she went up to Tianshi Peak.
At this moment, Feng Ling was in a tub of medicinal spring water, closing her eyes, concentrating, and circulating her spiritual energy.
Only his head peeked out.
The same spring water gurgled and bubbled, releasing steam and churning ceaselessly.
A strong smell of medicine permeated the small courtyard.
Ruo Tinghan had one hand resting on the wind chime's head.
He mumbled something that normal people couldn't understand at all.
Ruo Qingyan was also somewhat surprised when she arrived here.
It seems that Father truly regards Fengling as his last disciple!
This spiritual spring alone is a resource that only the most elite disciples in the inner sect can obtain.
His father's guidance and enlightenment of the wind chime is enough to prove a lot.
The Nine Nether Celestial Master personally guided her to enlightenment; in the entire Ruo family, only Ruo Qingyan had enjoyed this treatment when she was a child.
If Ruo Tinghan saw Ruo Qingyan arrive, she gently removed her hand, and the wind chimes woke up as a result.
I looked up and saw her, and was momentarily stunned.
When Ruo Qingyan saw Feng Ling looking at her, it was the first time she had instinctively looked away.
Then he bowed and said softly:
"Father, the weather has turned cooler recently, so I bought you some new clothes."
If Han heard this, he would smile:
"She truly is her father's sweet little darling."
heart:
I almost believed it.
Will you come if there are no wind chimes?
The wind chime was secretly pleased to hear this:
Is it a drafty little cotton-padded jacket?
After putting the things down, Ruo Qingyan left without lingering.
After watching her leave, Fengling slowly closed her eyes, preparing to continue her cultivation.
Ruo Tinghan suddenly asked:
"Is my daughter pretty?"
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