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Feng Ting complained in a sad tone: "You little girl, can you even deceive this old man?"
After confirming that Fu Chen was safe, Su Miao finally felt relieved. He put away the spirit sword and bowed to Feng Ting: "Disciple thanks Master."
In North City, not long after Su Miao met Feng Ting, a cultivator with profound spiritual power followed.
By chance, she became the disciple that these two men wanted to compete for. Neither of them was willing to give in, so Su Miao asked them what they could teach her.
The two well-known bosses were dumbfounded and started talking about their abilities as if they were selling something.
The other person was Bian Wu, who came from a small sect.
One claimed to be the ancestor of the Phoenix Clan, the other claimed to be from a sect; one could help Su Miao cultivate, and the other followed closely behind...
In the end, Su Miao smiled faintly and asked the key question: "Do I have the qualifications to practice?"
She was already sixteen years old at that time. Even if an ordinary child entered the Taoism, it would be at the age of seven or eight. Sixteen was already very late.
Feng Ting waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care. He had seen Su Miao's courage and calmness when facing the monster, and this little monster was suitable for their Feng clan!
The outside world believed that the Phoenix Clan was exclusive, but this was not the case. They also welcomed such gifted individuals, and marrying them with their Phoenix Clan children could produce even more talented descendants.
Even though Su Miao's talent was not good, Feng Ting was determined to bring this person back to Qiwu.
Unfortunately, Bian Wu got there first. He noticed Su Miao's difference and said repeatedly, "Your Dao heart is very special. My sect's heart method is just right for you!"
He talked about many benefits of practicing the ruthless way. Feng Ting listened from the side and felt indignant but had no way to refute.
There's no good or bad in the world, but the ruthless path is indeed the most convenient. Countless people have tried to follow it, only to be stopped. It's a good path, but it's selective.
The final result was that Su Miao accepted two masters.
Feng Ting nodded in satisfaction, then put on a stern face and pretended to be angry: "Master? I don't think you still have me as your master in your eyes? What's going on inside you?"
Flame jumped off Feng Ting, bounced a few times on the ground, and stopped in front of Su Miao, looking at the man in white with embarrassment and at a loss.
Su Miao stretched out her hand, and a flame exactly the same as Feng Ting's leaped out from her fingertips and landed smoothly on the ground. When it touched Feng Ting's flame, it kicked it proudly, as if mocking the other's incompetence.
Feng Ting tugged at her pigtail, still dissatisfied: "That kid is willing to let you come here? Is there something wrong with your Dao heart?"
Looking at the flames formed by spiritual energy, there was indeed nothing unusual. However, Feng Ting and Bian Wu often dealt with each other, and sometimes the person who understood you best might not be your friend, but your opponent.
At least Feng Ting couldn't stand Bian Wu, especially after what happened two hundred years ago, he didn't even want to mention Bian Wu.
"I have developed a demon in my heart." Su Miao's voice was hoarse. She still felt incredible that she had a demon in her heart.
In her previous life, she did not choose to accept the invitation of the Phoenix Clan, and even until the end, she did not see Feng Ting again.
After a pause, Su Miao continued, "Master, why did you insist on taking me back to Qiwudi?"
In Beicheng, Feng Ting wanted to bring her back here. But Feng Ting couldn't compete with Bian Wu, nor could he compare to Bian Wu's shamelessness.
The two small flames held hands and flew into Su Miao's body. Feng Ting's smile disappeared, and she kept pulling at her two pigtails: "Let me take a look first..."
Seeing the Qiwu tree swaying beside the majestic ball of spiritual energy, Feng Ting's eyes became weird, and his two braids were tangled together.
After a long time, he said, "It's okay, it's okay. What can be solved can be solved!" His tone seemed to be comforting himself, and also seemed to be comforting Su Miao.
The fire man flew out and flew into Feng Ting's hand, gradually merging in his hand and becoming a big fire man.
Su Miao was confused and looked up at him: "What is this?"
Feng Ting waved his hand and said, "You little girl, you always cause trouble for me! You better hide that little thing! He's not someone you can fool! Feed him this thing!"
After saying that, he turned into flames and wrapped around Su Miao again, sending her out.
On the flying boat, as soon as Su Miao landed, Fu Chen rushed out of the room. Seeing Su Miao, he paused and pretended to be casual: "Master is back? When are we going in?"
The distorted space outside gradually dissipated, and a faint mountain could be seen among the white fog.
The flying boat hovered in the clouds and mist, and seemed to be floating on the water, swaying.
Lu Qun ran out behind Fu Chen and had to stand aside awkwardly.
Su Miao injected the flame man into Fu Chen's body and looked at Lu Qun: "Be careful when you go in. You can hide if you encounter danger."
She spoke so seriously that Lu Qun was stunned. After a long pause, he finally reacted and wanted to ask why. The flying boat flew straight into the clouds, swaying and spinning...
The world was spinning around, and Lu Qun lost his mind. When he woke up, he found himself lying on the ground, surrounded by a group of people.
To call them people isn't quite accurate; they're a group of very beautiful people! So beautiful that it's hard to tell whether they're male or female. Each of them has a phoenix seal on their forehead, and they all hold themselves very proudly.
Seeing him wake up, the leading man bowed and asked him, "Young friend, do you know where the Northern Cold Immortal Venerable is?"
Lu Qun understood that this group was the white-eyed birds that Fu Chen mentioned, that is, a group of stupid phoenixes.
He shook and nodded his head, gesturing with his hands.
I feel a little dizzy...
Su Miao slowly opened his eyes, sat up, and looked at the glowing head beside him.
"Beihan." Ling Jian moved closer. She finally realized that this person was her personal disciple.
Beihan Sword playfully approached and tapped the white skin lightly with the hilt. A red spot appeared on the white skin, which made Beihan Sword even more excited. He wanted to continue tapping, but Su Miao stopped him: "Go back."
The Beihan Sword reluctantly clung to Su Miao's hand, then obediently returned to her. Even so, Fu Chen didn't wake up.
Spiritual power wrapped around Fu Chen, and a small white ball was sent into the storage bag on his waist.
Holding the Beihan Sword, Su Miao stood up and scanned the darkness around her. She said coldly, "Senior, you have abducted me here, and you still haven't revealed yourself?"
A hoarse laugh came from the depths: "Here it comes!"
Spiritual fire flew out, lined up on both sides, and illuminated the way ahead.
With the help of this light, Su Miao stared at the paintings on the wall - there were only three paintings, most of which were destroyed, with a strong sword energy remaining on them, which was the ruthless way.
Su Miao lowered her head and thought for a moment. There were no more than three people who could achieve this level of skill. But she couldn't use this sword energy against the master.
This man is very strong! A strong desire to fight was aroused in her heart, but she suppressed it when she saw the incomplete painting.
The sword energy destroyed one person's figure, and only a Phoenix woman remained in the three paintings.
Even if it is carved on the wall, it is not difficult to see the woman's beauty, bright and gentle.
In the first painting, a woman is meditating. She sees something that causes her to open her eyes. A nearby bush of flowers is destroyed—the person she is looking at is hidden there. The woman holds a ball of fire in her palm; the person is not someone she recognizes.
This painting is the most complete, with most of the subjects depicting women, meditating, lost in thought... joy, anger, and resentment, each scene is vividly portrayed. Under this artist's hands, the women appear noble and beautiful.
The second picture shows a woman, looking off into the distance, gloomy. She clutches her slightly bulging belly; she's pregnant. But when she looks back, she forces a smile, suppressing her worry.
The person who painted the picture was her lover. But why was his figure erased?
Su Miao felt a hint of doubt in her heart. She continued to look down. In the third painting, only the woman was lying on the ground. A large black cloud lingered around her, tightly wrapped around her. It took up a quarter of the space, and the rest was gone.
This woman should be the one who called me here.
From the clothing in the painting, Su Miao could tell that this person was from the Fire Phoenix clan.
The spiritual fire jumped, urging Su Miao to move forward.
Walking down the long corridor, the sound of dripping water was particularly noticeable in the semi-darkness. The spiritual fire stopped, and Su Miao continued forward without looking back. The Beihan Sword in her hand hummed uneasily, and she tightened her grip to comfort the restless spirit sword.
There was a bright spot at the end, with moonlight falling and forming a semicircle on the ground.
Fu Sheng shook the chains on his hands and looked up at the newcomer: "You're here."
She smiled gently, looking very much like the woman in the painting, but her clothes were ragged, her black clothes were torn and tattered, revealing her arms covered with burn marks from the flames.
That was the symbol of a sinner of the Phoenix clan. The woman had committed an unforgivable sin.
Su Miao raised his sword and pointed it at her, his voice tinged with coldness: "Sinner of the Phoenix Clan, why are you imprisoned?"
Perhaps because she had accepted a Phoenix disciple, Su Miao had developed a particular interest in the Phoenix Clan over the years. Later, due to Fu Chen's Nirvana, she read thousands of Phoenix Clan texts. Her understanding of this clan might even surpass that of the average Phoenix.
The imprisoned Fire Phoenix, no matter how embarrassed Fu Sheng was, could not hide the Phoenix Seal on her forehead. She was the direct descendant of the Fire Phoenix, or rather the manager.
When a manager becomes a sinner, it is a sin and a betrayal.
Fu Sheng's eyes showed surprise: "You, don't recognize me?"
The surprise in her eyes did not seem fake. Su Miao was silent for a while before she said, "Should I know you?"
When Fu Chen woke up and struggled to fly out of the storage bag, this was the scene he saw: his master was standing beside him with a sword, staring at someone coldly.
The man, dressed in rags, glared back at his master without backing down.
Staring at Master?!
No matter how much he hated her at the beginning, he was not so disrespectful!
This guy is looking for death!
Fu Chen was furious, shaking himself to force himself back into human form. He ran to Su Miao, his face flushed with anger, "Master, she deserves to die!"
Su Miao: “…”
What a smooth head, without a single blemish. Su Miao turned sideways, pulled Fu Chen behind him, and lowered his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense, are you feeling unwell?"
Fusheng looked stunned, staring at the young man blankly.
The cave was so deep underground that there wasn't even a trace of wind. Fu Chen felt a chill in his head. He raised his hand and touched the familiar smoothness. He quickly bent down, feeling extremely aggrieved: "Master, why didn't you remind me?"
He was embarrassed! And in front of the Phoenix people he hated the most!
Fu Chen was timid, wishing he could die in Su Miao's arms. Feeling the curious gaze, Su Miao moved his body to completely block Fu Chen: "It is not a gentleman's behavior to pry into other people's private affairs."
Fu Sheng uttered an "oh" and laughed cheerfully: "I am a sinner, not a gentleman. The gentlemen are all up there, you've got the wrong person."
It's not that she found the wrong person, it's that this person found the wrong person.
Su Miao's eyes flickered slightly, and she pushed Fu Chen away: "Once we get up there, we'll have hair. Let's go back to the storage bag and rest first?"
The storage bag was made from the fire of another phoenix. Fu Chen was very concerned about it. He shook his head and acted like a spoiled child, carefully grabbing Su Miao's sleeve and said, "Is it okay for the disciple to accompany the master?"
A pair of sparkling red eyes revealed a hint of innocence. Fu Sheng chuckled beside him, "Are you from my Fire Phoenix clan? You've ruined my reputation quite a bit out there, but I'm very happy."
She held strong malice towards the Fire Phoenix Clan. Su Miao frowned slightly and patted Fu Chen's bald head soothingly: "Don't make trouble."
The end was so smooth that Su Miao couldn't help but touch it again. Facing Fu Chen's accusing eyes, she skillfully coaxed him softly, "Fu Chen is not ugly, she is the most beautiful phoenix."
She spoke expressionlessly, and Fu Chen's eyes sparkled, which made Su Miao even more certain that he had lost his memory again and only remembered part of his past memories.
Nirvana is a forbidden path, so Fu Chen's journey was extremely difficult. Su Miao felt a pang of heartache, wondering how Fu Chen had managed to succeed in his previous life without her company.
Fortunately, before her death, Fu Chen was still staying in Bailuo Mountain. This was the only thing that made her feel satisfied.
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