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"Master, why do you have to return to Wuwang Sect?"
Sitting on the sword, looking at the flying boat getting farther and farther away in the sky, Fu Chen couldn't help but ask.
He had wanted to ask before, but considering that Lu Qun and the others were there, he had no choice but to respond from the side.
With the blessings of Eggshell and Buddha Lotus, Nirvana is not a problem for him.
Another thing is that he could see that his master wanted to talk to the Sect Master Chongting about something, but in the end he hesitated to speak.
The magic sword slowly flew towards the Wuwang Sect.
Su Miao stood in front, hands behind his back, his robe gently blown by the wind: "Your body is still in Hanfeng Mountain."
Fu Chen's face froze, and it was obvious that he had forgotten that he was still in soul form.
He asked cautiously, "Master, do you blame me for my reckless behavior?"
Before leaving, Lu Qun and Fu An said a lot to him, most of which were to persuade him to let go of past grudges.
As bystanders, they could clearly see that the Immortal Master cared about Fu Chen. It would be a pity if the two of them had a grudge against each other because of those things.
Fu Chen understood the truth, but he just wanted to make a fuss.
The master took him away from Qiwu City and saved him.
But she later abandoned him.
After thinking for a long time, Fu Chen understood something. Rather than resentment, he actually cared more about the fact that his master didn't want him.
But it was he who was wrong in the Hanfeng Mountain incident. He acted on his own will without considering the consequences, which caused a lot of trouble.
Thinking of this, Fu Chen's face turned pale in an instant, losing all the blood color. Even though there was a barrier blocking it, the biting phoenix wind still blew in.
It blew into the body and into the gaps between the bones, causing a crackling pain.
A ball of red flame emerged from his face, gradually spreading downwards, to his neck, shoulders, wrists, and back...
Hearing the boy's low cry of coldness, Su Miao turned around and saw this scene. At this time, he did not care about cause and effect and hurriedly ran into the barrier.
She half-knelt, her outstretched hand remaining in mid-air: "Fu Chen? What's wrong?"
Even though he was about to be engulfed in flames, he still cried out that he was cold.
Su Miao didn't dare to touch him. He summoned the water mirror with trembling hands, and a figure soon appeared in the mirror.
"Miao Su? What's wrong with you?!" Chong Ting looked up lazily at the water mirror that suddenly appeared in the air, and her smile disappeared in an instant.
"...What's wrong with him?" Su Miao clenched his hands and asked in a deep voice. Shui Jing turned and faced Fu Chen, who was wrapped in flames.
"Hiss!" Chong Ting was startled, but the anxiety in his voice disappeared. "It's okay, the little phoenix is probably just upset, and the Seal of Nirvana noticed his confusion and took the opportunity to torture him. You have the fire of Nirvana in you, you can try to absorb the fire from him."
"That's it. Now that we're in Beicheng, I still have to deal with your three good junior brothers and sisters!"
Chong Ting's figure was no longer visible in the water mirror. Su Miao responded and put away the water mirror.
Looking at Fu Chen who kept shouting that he was cold, she called out the little fire man. The Nirvana Fire, which had been extremely obedient in her hands before, now resisted approaching Fu Chen.
There was no other way, so she summoned her fire man again.
The two small flames wrestled into a ball, and finally the flame man dragged the reluctant Nirvana Fire up Fu Chen's arm. The flame on his body was slowly absorbed and became smaller and smaller.
Only after all the flames were absorbed did the Fire of Nirvana jump down aggrievedly, looked down at his hands which were becoming increasingly red, and leaned against Su Miao for comfort.
Although this Nirvana Fire is a gift from Heaven, once I accept it, it is my own. Su Miao patted it and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."
Nirvana Fire took a step back, shook his head and patted his chest, as if to say, "This is no big deal!"
It didn't feel happy for long, as the fire man climbed onto Su Miao's hand, pushed the Nirvana Fire away, rubbed against her, and returned to Su Miao's dantian.
The Fire of Nirvana sat up and stayed still for a moment, without doing anything, and then returned to the Dantian.
Su Miao sat cross-legged in front of Fu Chen, staring down at the young man in red with his eyes closed.
After a quarter of an hour, the boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes to reveal a pair of charming red eyes.
Su Miao: "What are you thinking about?"
She seemed to never understand her apprentice's thoughts or understand him.
Fu Chen forced himself to sit up. He lowered his head and whispered, "How did Zhuang Yu die? What happened to the Myriad Beasts House?"
Giving him a suspicious look, Su Miao did not hide anything and told him the whole story.
The Wuwang Sect was getting closer and closer, and below was the familiar town of Fu Chen. He clenched his fists, as if risking everything, "Master, do you know the lord of Bailuo Mountain..."
"It's you." Su Miao said calmly.
She knew Fu Chen's identity as early as when he was sent to Wuwang Sect.
Later, he occupied Hanfeng Mountain, and there were more traces of monsters in Wuwang Sect. This was also the reason why she ignored it.
She always thought that after leaving Wuwang Sect, Fu Chen would return to Bailuo Mountain.
Fu Chen laughed at himself, tears gathered in his eyes and refused to fall for a long time.
"...So everything is as planned?"
Lu Qun and the others were wrong. Master was not just doing this for his own good.
"...Yes, after Nirvana, Chong Ting will take you back to the Phoenix Clan. As for Bailuo Mountain, Wuwang Sect will take good care of it."
"Master, rest assured, this disciple will definitely take charge of the Phoenix Clan."
Su Miao raised his eyes, opened his mouth, and still said "hmm".
The two of them didn't speak again during the whole journey. Su Miao sharpened his sword while Fu Chen meditated. When Su Miao meditated, Fu Chen was in a daze...
There was a person standing at the gate of Wuwang Sect, a white figure.
The spirit sword flew towards the door, and the crabapple flowers were scattered all over the ground.
"Master." Su Miao nodded slightly.
After receiving Su Miao's message, Bian Wu was waiting at the door. He waved to Fu Chen to come to him.
"Kid, don't lose your temper in the future." Bian Wu handed his sect leader token to Fu Chen.
Su Miao couldn't help but say, "Master, Fu Chen is not suitable. Please take it back."
Bian Wu's eyes were a little red. He glanced at Su Miao and handed it to Fu Chen stubbornly.
Fu Chen was in a dilemma and took a step back, saying in a low voice: "Master is right, please take it back."
He didn't want the Wuwang Sect in the first place. He went up the mountain just to seek revenge... but in the end, he didn't get revenge.
Bian Wu didn't care about that. He simply hung the token around Fu Chen's waist. Then he turned to his eldest disciple and said, "Beihan, I gave this to him. You are not allowed to interfere!"
"Since your master has made arrangements for you, you can return to Wuwang Sect anytime you want in the future." Bian Wu took a deep breath, suppressed her sadness, and continued, "The Phoenix Clan is arrogant and conceited. If you are bullied, just come back and let your uncles avenge you."
Fu Chen was puzzled. Why was it Uncle Shishu? Where was Master? Did Master no longer want to see him?
His heart trembled, and Fu Chen reached out to take off the token from his waist, but a cold voice rang out: "Since Master has given it to you, just accept it."
Su Miao knew very well why this was the case. Ascension was a massacre of cultivators by the Heavenly Dao, a massacre in which one would risk their lives.
If she fails, Fu Chen will become the master of Jianfeng, and they will take care of their only disciple for her.
Throwing away the sword in his hand, Su Miao flew towards the sword peak: "Master, I will go to Hanfeng Mountain to prepare first."
Bian Wu sighed and said, "Go ahead, go ahead. We need to prepare well."
If he fails, Hanfeng Mountain will be the burial place of his eldest disciple.
Bian Wu couldn't help sobbing. He took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Your master is really anxious. Did you gain anything from going out this time?"
Fu Chen was not used to the sudden concern from his master and took a step back to avoid the gentle gaze. "I followed my master to Beicheng, Qiwucheng, and Mutiancheng. The real culprit in the Myriad Beasts House was Zhuang Yu from the Hehuan Sect..."
He paused and said, "Master said he is the incarnation of Tian Jue. Master, do you know what this is?"
Hearing about Qiwu City, Bian Wu was stunned for a moment, as if recalling something, or even thinking about it. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly said, "Tian Jue? Beihan told you, right? She's the only one so bold."
The blue sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds, as dark as a large and dense net, completely covering the Wuwang Sect.
Bian Wu looked up at the sky and hesitated to say the next sentence.
Fu Chen was anxious. Although he didn't know what Tian Jue was, he felt that this was a very important matter. He said, "Master, what's wrong?"
He then looked up at the sky. Dark clouds were almost crowded above the sword peak. Purple lightning flashed among the clouds, as if they had been waiting for a long time.
Bian Wu shook her head. "It's alright. Tian Jue is just an ancient legend, don't worry about it. Your master should be almost ready. Go now!"
Fu Chen was confused and summoned his own spirit sword. When he woke up, the sword was right beside him. He had witnessed Su Miao repairing the broken sword with his own eyes, so he knew why it appeared.
"Disaster." He called the spirit sword softly, stood on the sword and nodded: "Master, I will go to Hanfeng Mountain first."
The spirit sword flew into the clouds and soon disappeared.
The man in red shuttled through the dark clouds, looking unruly and untamed.
Bian Wu wiped his tears and tugged at his hair: "You must come back..."
As he approached Frostwind Mountain, Fuchen noticed something unusual. A barrier enveloped the entire mountain, dark clouds clinging tightly to it, and purple lightning struck the barrier non-stop, crackling and pounding.
The barrier remained motionless and even absorbed the lightning. What was even stranger was that an entrance to a secret realm appeared in mid-air.
That secret realm is a self-selected secret realm.
A secret place that Fu Chen never wants to see again.
There he experienced renunciation.
He gave up on himself and fled to Hanfeng Mountain.
Seeing him, Su Miao opened the barrier, and dark clouds rushed in. Mixed in the dark clouds, Fu Chen flew in with difficulty.
Seeing the red formation on the ground and his own body, Fu Chen paused and walked over sullenly: "It seems that Master is looking forward to this scene."
What happened after Nirvana? They abandoned him again, under the pretext of letting him join the Phoenix Clan?
Su Miao was so focused on ascending that she didn't notice his abnormality. She curled her lips and chuckled softly, "Yes, I'm looking forward to it."
As for the Way of Heaven, just because she failed in her previous life, it doesn’t mean she will fail this time.
A desire to fight was aroused in Su Miao's heart, and she really wanted to compete with Tiandao to see who was stronger.
The thunder and lightning struck the barrier with crackling sounds, and the sound also continued in Fu Chen's heart.
No matter what his position was, he couldn't say anything.
Su Miao moved aside and walked to the middle of the formation and sat down, with the Beihan Sword flying above her head.
Fu Chen walked over and returned to his body. Although he was dead, his body was well preserved.
Suppressing the discomfort, he walked step by step to the center of the formation and knelt down with a thud. His back looked lonely and defiant.
The Spirit Sword Disaster was flying alone in the air, sometimes it hit the entrance to the secret realm that had been lowered at some point in time, and sometimes it flew into the dark clouds, stirring them into pieces.
"Master, what else do you need from me? Beicheng is borrowing me to re-investigate the old case of the Myriad Beasts Market. In Qiwucheng, you have successfully signed a new contract with the clan leader, and Wuding Temple has once again become your subordinate... Is this for me or for yourself?"
Fu Chen is actually not stupid. Lu Qun and the others say that he has a good master, but this kindness has a purpose.
But he didn't care, because he also had selfish motives when he first came to Wuwang Sect.
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