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After listening to the others' recent plans, Su Miao put away his water mirror and glanced at the spirit sword that was constantly trying to please him: "Do you also think that I have gone too far?"
The spirit sword shook its body against its will for the sake of its beloved stone. A childish voice echoed in Su Miao's mind: "It's not too much. The master is being pampered for good."
The Beihan Sword has been raised in the Phoenix Clan for several years, and the sword spirit's mind is still that of a child, neither sensible nor naughty.
The "spoiled" it was talking about was Fu Chen. No one knew what Fu Chen said to it, but it suddenly turned from a bad guy into a spoiled one.
Fu Chen's pampered nature is obvious to everyone in the Wuwang Sect. He wants to eat beautiful meals and even his residence must have flowers and trees.
Wuwang Sect originally had a peach forest on the main peak, but Fu Chen disliked the low height of the trees and the unpleasant fragrance of the flowers.
In the past, Wuwang Sect did not have those crabapple trees of various colors and varieties. Su Miao personally went to find the seeds and nurtured and protected them with spiritual power, so that they would not wither all year round.
For Su Miao, raising a disciple is no different from raising a sword. The former can be ridden, and the latter can be used for fighting.
After having a disciple, she finally stopped following a scripted routine and would listen to Fu Chen's advice. But she only listened, and most of the time she acted according to what she thought was best.
Su Miao asked again: "What if I just find him annoying?"
This question stumped the sword spirit. It looked at its master in embarrassment and whispered, "When will the master abandon him again?"
A year ago, Blade and Soul were delighted to see what happened in the self-selected secret realm.
After a long moment, Su Miao's voice slowly rang out, soft and gentle: "Beihan, I want him to have a home."
Just like she was willing to share the name Beihan with the Sword Spirit, her honor also belonged half to the Sword Spirit.
Wuwang Sect is not Fu Chen’s home, Bailuo Mountain has not become his home, she wants Qiwu Mountain to become Fu Chen’s home.
A real family doesn't require him to shoulder all the responsibilities. Children should play, just like Feng Yi and his friends, who can still joke and play even when they have heavy responsibilities.
The people here are simple and even if they are arrogant, they will not bully the weak.
It is also the true origin of Fu Chen. He should have lived here since he was a child. Even if he is not talented, his tribesmen will not despise him.
The sword spirit didn't know what home was. It fell into a deep sleep and stayed in Qiwudi. Later, Su Miao woke it up, and it found its master whom it recognized at first sight.
After thinking for a while, the sword spirit tried its best to comfort its master: "Jiaoqi will definitely find the master."
Su Miao hadn't seen Fu Chen for two days. He complained about Lu Qun and the other two, but he still followed them around and made trouble.
It wasn't until dark that the four of them returned to the mansion. Fu An was still complaining to Lu Qun, "It's all your fault! If you hadn't caught me, I would have flown away!"
The three of them looked like they were covered in charcoal, their clothes stained black, even their faces were black. This made Fu Chen, the only clean one, stand out even more, especially the red color that popped out from the black, which was extremely abrupt.
Seeing Su Miao, the three of them hurriedly saluted. Fu Chen stood aside and called out softly, "Master."
Su Miao raised her eyes: "Where have you been? Why are you in such a mess?" As she spoke, she cast a cleansing spell, and the black color on the three people's bodies faded a little, but they were still three pieces of charcoal.
Volcanic ash. Su Miao glanced at Fu Chen, who stood aside with his arms folded, without any reaction, and cast another spell.
The spiritual power swept through the four people with a bone-chilling chill. Even though Fu Chen was not touched by anything, he was also washed away.
This time it’s finally not charcoal.
Seeing that he was finally not black, Fu An angrily wanted Su Miao to make a decision for them: "Immortal Lord, we went underground. It's all Lu Qun's fault. He made a fuss and caused us to fall down." He was trying to cover up his mistake by saying something nice: "Thanks to A Man, otherwise we really would have been reborn on the spot!"
There is a volcano under the city of Qiwu. It is in a healthy state all year round and erupts from time to time. The volcanic ash nourishes the sycamore trees.
This also causes the temperature in Qiwu City to be very high all year round, just like a big furnace.
Lu Qun retorted, "You can achieve Nirvana, but I am truly in my next life!"
Feng Yi bowed again and grabbed the two people who were choking: "Immortal Lord, let's go back and rest first." He pulled one with his left hand and the other with his right hand and ran out to the yard next to him.
The courtyard that Fu Yi arranged for Su Miao was quiet, with few people passing by. She was waiting at the door specifically for Fu Chen to return.
Looking at his silly brother and his friends who seemed to be unable to read expressions, the only thing Feng Yi could do was to pull them away.
But the coldness had not yet dissipated, and the three of them ran both quickly and slowly, especially Lu Qun. He did not have the life force to burn away the coldness, so he ran the slowest.
Fu An was too lazy to do it, so he grabbed him and dragged him away.
Lu Qun cursed but accepted it.
After watching the three of them leave, Su Miao looked at Fu Chen, who had a sour face the whole time, and asked, "Are you dissatisfied with me letting your friends leave?"
Fu Chen could see what Feng Yi could see. But his displeasure at being suspected outweighed the surprise his master was waiting for him. He said sullenly, "I'm not unhappy."
Su Miao waved and walked into the courtyard, where bamboo rice porridge was warming on the stove. She sat down, without the slightest awareness of her role as a master, and said, "Go get some rice."
Fu Chen followed suit, picked up the bowl and filled it with two servings, then took the bamboo chopsticks and spoon and placed them on the small table in front of Su Miao.
This was what Su Miao took out of the storage bag. She was not used to the things in Qiwu City.
Su Miao is a good cook. When Bian Wu brought her back to Wuwang Sect, he left without paying any attention to her.
She was groping for life, and fortunately she was used to this kind of life in the Su family and was not lonely.
The Su family disliked her, but because of the slave contract, they couldn't harm her, so she was considered a lady from a deep house who had never had to do any housework.
After being hungry for two days, Su Miao learned how to find food in the mountains and how to cook.
It wasn't until half a month later that Bian Wu returned with a large pile of food, anxiously calling her from the mountain. By then, Su Miao had already learned to hunt, whether it was rabbits or the slow-moving fish in the river, as long as they couldn't talk, they would all go into her mouth.
If it can't speak, then it has no intelligence and can be eaten.
When Bian Wu found Su Miao, she almost ate her own pet!
It was a white rabbit with a very strange temper. It was bigger and uglier than an ordinary rabbit, with two red patterns on its face.
Rather than being angry that Su Miao wanted to eat his spiritual pet, Bian Wu was first surprised that a spiritual pet in the foundation-building stage could be caught by an ordinary person who had not yet practiced.
The white rabbit has a weird temper because it ignores people and pretends not to hear no matter what Su Miao asks.
Having eaten a lot of rabbits from the mountains, Su Miao really doesn't care whether they look ugly or cute, they all taste the same when roasted.
Add some seasonings picked from the mountains and you have a satisfying meal. To put it nicely, that's the benefit of living in the mountains.
To put it bluntly, savages eat whatever they can find.
After saving the rabbit from the knife, Bian Wu first confessed his mistake and apologized, then asked Su Miao if he wanted to leave with him.
At that time, the Wuwang Sect had only one sect leader and one senior disciple who was lured to the mountain by him.
Su Miao did not leave with them. She lived alone on the main peak. Bian Wu would send her food every two weeks and occasionally give her some suitable mental skills.
There are also many books in the library. When Su Miao has nothing to do, he will find books to read and learn other mental methods.
Su Miao pondered the mental method and practiced alone, which almost lasted throughout the early and middle stages of his practice.
Therefore, Su Miao would not be a qualified master. This is the so-called "the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam is crooked".
So Su Miao didn't care that she had met a not-so-good apprentice. She took the bowl and tasted it. The bamboo rice was very sweet, with a hint of bamboo fragrance, soft and sticky, and melted in her mouth.
Su Miao: "What do you think of Qiwu City?"
Fu Chen paused silently as he was scooping porridge. He continued trembling, but his hands were shaking so badly.
"Da—" The spoon fell back into the bowl. It was like a conflict erupting, like all the peace was broken.
"Master, what do you want to say? You want to abandon me again? But this place is not suitable for your disciple. You are already dead!" Fu Chen raised his head, tears welling up in his eyes, and shouted almost sharply.
Nirvana is a very serious matter, and there has been no phoenix attempting Nirvana in recent years.
He was willing to contact Qiwu City only because his master asked him to try. He tried, but he could not accept the outcome of being abandoned again.
Thinking of what happened in the self-selected secret realm, Fu Chen quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, lowered his head, and prayed sadly and firmly: "Disciple only wants to stay with Master. You said that you will follow your disciple's choice."
So a year ago, he allowed himself to become the devil in everyone's eyes, even though he knew he was just framed. He did not refute it, but stayed in Hanfeng Mountain, listening to the disgust and fear of those people.
Compared to playing with Lu Qun and the others, he prefers to stay with his master, no matter how boring it is!
Su Miao's expression remained unchanged, not even raising his eyes. "Fuchen, your name will be recorded in the Fire Phoenix family tree tomorrow. I have no intention of abandoning you. I was wrong a year ago."
At that time, she thought that people with different beliefs could not work together, and that there was no connection between her and Fu Chen.
For Su Miao, it didn't happen a year ago, but eleven years ago. She died ten years later.
She went back ten years, a year after the mistake had been made.
Her words were flat and even, without any ups and downs. Fu Chen, however, was no longer filled with despair. He looked up at Su Miao and asked, "Master, can you swear?"
Su Miao frowned and raised three fingers: "I swear."
A magic circle formed by an oath appeared on the ground. The cultivators at the Spirit Transformation Realm and above swore to be bound by the laws of heaven. If they violated the oath, they would suffer three thunder tribulations, which could kill half of the spiritual power of the cultivators at the Spirit Transformation Realm.
The higher the level of cultivation, the heavier the punishment from thunder tribulation.
Fu Chen showed a satisfied smile, with red at the corners of his eyes and his rosy pupils filled with joy.
Lu Qun said something wrong, not because he was wishful thinking, but because someone indulged him.
That's why he dared to commit such a heinous crime.
Su Miao didn't think it was a big deal. She had forced her master to swear an oath before.
After explaining everything, Fu Chen stopped pestering Su Miao and obediently washed the dishes. Even the two-day arson show was over.
Su Miao had a rare moment of quiet time. She put away the ice bed and sat by the window, looking at the boy meditating quietly under the tree, she fell into deep thought.
Qiwu City can help Fu Chen achieve nirvana, but she can't leave him here.
If it weren’t for the oath, she still needed Fu Chen at Wuding Temple.
After coming into contact with the fire in the volcano, Fu Chen's realm became much more stable.
Touching the fire man that jumped off Fu Chen, Su Miao put it into his dantian.
The sycamore tree had grown a lot taller, but unlike the tall and strong sycamore trees with brown bark that she had seen before, the one in her dantian was still very green, even lush and verdant.
The fire man staggered, first took a look at the Dao Heart where he used to live, hesitated for a moment, ran to the paulownia tree, and climbed up smoothly.
Apparently it preferred the paulownia tree, and Su Miao was not surprised.
She vaguely guessed why Feng Ting had accepted her. Her spiritual roots were of ice attribute, but she could contain the Phoenix's life fire and even make it her own.
At dawn the next day, Lu Qun and his two companions bravely knocked on the door of the courtyard.
Hearing the knock on the door, Su Miao put away his sword, walked over and pushed the door open with his spiritual power: "Why are you here so early today?"
They usually come to look for Fu Chen, but today it is too early.
Looking back at the little white phoenix still lying on the crabapple tree, Su Miao frowned and said softly, "He hasn't woken up yet. Come back later."
The three of them smiled awkwardly and pushed each other. Lu Qun was forced to stand up: "Immortal Venerable, we are here to see you."
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