Chapter 39
Heavy snow in winter does not attract attention.
The snow fell heavily on the mountains and rivers.
Feng Jue tied up her long hair before landing on the deck and saluted the two Pavilion Masters of Qiu Shui Pavilion who came to her rescue.
"Thank you two seniors for your righteous words." Feng Jue said.
Qiu Shuige raised his hand and said to Feng Jue, "No need to be so polite."
"It's only been nineteen years since the old Palace Master passed away, and yet these people have forgotten her kindness. Nie Xiu is as shameless as his master!" Speaking of the Yuding Sect, Pavilion Master Qiu looked extremely disdainful and said coldly, "The Yuding Sect is full of arrogance and their hearts are as small as sesame seeds. He didn't get the good deal from you today, so he must be holding a grudge. You must be more careful in the future."
Feng Jue nodded, his eyes wandering, glancing outwards at the vast expanse of white between heaven and earth. The Jade Ding Sect's ship had already landed somewhere, in a state of disarray.
She smiled sarcastically, and when she looked up again her expression was normal again, and she invited the two pavilion masters to come into the boat to talk.
Hiding behind her senior sister, Qiu Shuangshuang suddenly understood why Wei Yutong had said those words back in the secret realm. She followed Wei Yutong inside, tugging on her senior sister's sleeve, and whispered, "I thought the Nine Heavens Sect's great battle happened hundreds of years ago, and it was all just legend. I didn't expect Senior Feng to have passed away only a dozen years ago."
Wei Yutong put a finger to her lips and said to Qiu Shuangshuang, "Don't say such things in front of Palace Master Feng, lest she be sad."
Qiu Shuangshuang nodded immediately. She wanted to take Feng Jue as her master, so how could she dare to displease Feng Jue? Qiu Shuangshuang looked at Xue Bufan standing on the deck, waved to him, and said, "Master Xue, come here too! I need to tell my parents about how you saved me and let them thank you!"
Xue Bufan bowed and said, "I didn't save you out of gratitude from you two seniors, but simply because I have a favor to ask. I want to go to Nanyang Island. Could you please give me a ride on your ship?"
It’s nothing, no big deal! Qiu Shuangshuang agreed immediately.
The boat landed on a hilltop, and they cooked tea and wine while enjoying the snowy scenery. Siyi went downstairs to change clothes and treat her injuries. Feng Jue did not call other disciples and cooked tea himself.
The aroma of tea lingered in the air. Qiu Shuangshuang's mother looked at Feng Jue's eyes and vaguely saw the woman who had saved the world so many years ago with high spirits. The scene brought back memories for her, but she couldn't bear to talk about the past. She smiled and said, "My Shuang'er has been spoiled by me since she was a child. She thought she was a devil who feared nothing. Now that she has come out, I'm afraid her true colors have been revealed."
"She is young and doesn't know how vast the world is. Thanks to you two for helping her, as her mother, I am so grateful that I can't express it in words." Mother Qiu stood up and said to Feng Jue and
Xue Bufan saluted.
The two juniors immediately stood up and moved away.
Qiu Shuangshuang continued to hide behind Wei Yutong, fearing that she would be pulled out and punished.
The head of Qiu Pavilion said, "We only have this one precious daughter. We love her so dearly and cannot bear to see anything happen to her. Everyone in Qiu Shui Pavilion will remember this great favor. If you need anything in the future, just let me know." As he spoke, he took out six maple leaves.
The maple leaves were bright red, as if they had just been picked from the branches.
Pavilion Master Qiu continued, "These six leaves contain the cultivation of my wife and I. They can withstand the full force of a Spiritualization cultivator. They can not only save your life, but also be used to refine and assist in your cultivation. It depends on how you two use them. This is just a small token of our appreciation. Please accept them for now."
Feng Jue and Xue Bufan thanked him and each took three maple leaves.
Feng Jue pinched a red maple leaf and put it into his sleeve without leaving any trace. 03 held the red maple leaf curiously and compared it with the red color of Feng Jue's sleeve.
It is the color of the Phoenix Flame!
03 Cover your head with maple leaves, and a few flowers will appear on your head.
Putting their words of thanks aside, everyone talked about the changes in the secret realm. However, the two Pavilion Masters did not ask who actually held the inheritance. Seeing them talking about irrelevant and random things, Qiu Shuangshuang felt a little toothache. She mustered her courage and suddenly jumped out from behind Wei Yutong, shouting, "Dad, Mom, I've made up my mind! I want to take Palace Master Feng as my master!"
Feng Jue, who was drinking tea, remained calm, not even raising her eyelashes, and said calmly, "I have already refused."
The two Pavilion Masters of Qiu Shui Pavilion showed complicated expressions, especially Qiu Shuangshuang's mother. She really wanted to pick Qiu Shuangshuang up and scratch her head. She clearly didn't forget about her brain when she gave birth to her?
Pavilion Master Qiu cleared his throat and said, "How can you become my disciple, considering I am the fire spirit root that was passed down from Qihuang Peak in Lanyang Palace?"
Qiu Shuangshuang was still very courageous. "Palace Master Feng has a talisman with sword intent. After I become your disciple, I can study the sword intent in the talisman. I want to learn how to make snow fall!"
She raised her hand, put her index and middle fingers together, and made a sword move.
Feng Jue lowered her eyes and looked at her bulging sleeves. There was a ball holding a maple leaf and fanning it curiously in her sleeves, afraid that she would feel hot.
Snowflakes rustled outside the window, covering the dead branches and grass with a thick layer of white. The fluttering snowflakes seemed to want to float into the open curtains and make tea and chat with humans, but the moment they touched the barrier, they melted silently without disturbing anyone.
Qiu's mother said, "You have been practicing guns since you were young."
Qiu Shuangshuang said: "I'm still young, it's not too late to learn sword now!"
Qiu's mother is lucky, and Qiu Shuangshuang is justified.
In silence, Feng Jue put down the teacup, tsk- ...
Qiu Shuangshuang suddenly got scared and subconsciously hid beside Qiu's mother. Qiu's mother looked at Qiu Shuangshuang with amusement and said to Wei Yutong, "Tongtong, throw your junior sister off the boat. On the way back, she is not allowed to take the boat. She can only fly behind."
Wei Yutong said helplessly: "Yes. Junior sister, please."
Qiu Shuangshuang immediately forgot her vow not to cry. Tears welled up in her eyes as she hugged her mother's arms and cried, "Is it wrong for me to want to learn? You always pushed me to make progress, and I just want to make progress!"
The whole room was filled with Qiu Shuangshuang's crying. It seemed that she no longer treated these people as outsiders. However, Feng Jue, who had absolutely no desire to meddle in other people's family affairs, snorted inwardly and said calmly, "If you want to learn sword spirits by referring to sword talismans, why do you need to take me as your master?"
Qiu Shuangshuang wrung her hands, thinking, she simply admired Feng Jue, that's why she wanted to be her disciple, learning sword techniques was secondary! How could she stay if she didn't want a reason?
Speaking of sword intent, Pavilion Master Qiu's eyes lit up and he said, "This sword intent is extraordinary. I wonder if the swordsman has a name?"
If he were a cultivator alive today, it wouldn't be a bad idea to let Qiu Shuangshuang become his disciple!
Feng Jue opened his lips and said expressionlessly under the expectant gazes of the three members of the Qiu family, "No."
“Not familiar.”
"It's just a talisman." Feng Jue looked at Qiu Shuangshuang and said mercilessly, "It's all used up."
Qiu Shuangshuang: “Woo woo.”
The young swordsman, who was said to be unfamiliar, sat on Feng Jue's lap, holding up a maple leaf and gently scratching Feng Jue's fair arm with the tip of the leaf. Feng Jue shuddered and almost couldn't help but throw 03 out.
What are you doing!
Feng Jue's ears felt slightly warm. He calmly reached into his sleeve, snatched the maple leaf, and put it into his storage ring. In her eyes, Feng Jue had simply changed his sitting position.
Seeing Qiu Shuangshuang weeping pitifully, Pavilion Master Qiu felt distressed. Meanwhile, he thought of something. He exchanged a glance with his wife, picked up the teacup, and said, "I've been cultivating for hundreds of years, but I've never seen such sword intent before. The one wielding the sword must be a young disciple from this world, but I don't know why he's hiding his identity. But there's a chance I might be able to meet him."
Feng Jue raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that it was not a human, but a bead.
And you can't see anyone.
Seeing that Feng Jue really didn't want to accept her as a good disciple, Qiu Shuangshuang could only focus on the secondary thing. It was also very cool to be able to learn how to make snow. She couldn't help but excitedly said: "Daddy, tell me quickly!"
Pavilion Master Qiu looked around the room. Apart from him and his wife, the other four people present were all extremely
He laughed and said to the young juniors, "Do you know about the Five Continents Competition?"
Five Continents Competition?
Feng Jue tilted his head.
Xue Bufan's eyes lit up and he said, "Is it the Five Continents Competition for the Zhongzhou Wendao Academy to recruit disciples?"
"That's right!" Pavilion Master Qiu laughed. "I have an old friend who's a teacher at the Wendao Academy. He sent me a message saying that the dean of the Wendao Academy lamented that since the battle with the Nine Heavens Sect, the cultivation world has lost talent and there's a lack of successors. There are only a few cultivators above the Spiritual Transformation Stage, and it's no longer the glory of a thousand years ago. For this reason, he wants to reopen the Five Continents Competition to select talented students for admission!"
03 I opened the document and put a question mark on “Wendao Academy” while writing the meeting minutes.
School?
985?
A dark light flashed in Feng Jue's eyes, and he spoke slowly, "Wen Dao Academy is located in the center of Zhongzhou. Several immortals have ascended here, leaving behind countless secret treasures. Some people say that once you enter the academy, you will knock on the door to immortality. However, Wen Dao Academy does not easily accept disciples. The last time was..."
Qiu Shuangshuang's mother smiled gently and said to Feng Jue, "Your mother is from the last class of disciples. She once sought the Dao at the Wen Dao Academy and fought against the evil leader of the Jiu Tian Sect alongside the current dean of the academy. They have a deep friendship. You will definitely have a place in this Five Continents Competition."
Feng Jue raised his chin, his expression somewhat arrogant, and said, "Even without these old feelings, I would still participate."
Seeing her attitude, the two heads of Qiushui Pavilion smiled amiably and stood up, saying, "Once the Five Continents Competition begins, all the disciples from the five continents will surely want to compete for a spot. When the world's talents gather, those who wish to see her will naturally be able to see her."
"So you should go back with us quickly and practice well. If you lose to others, you will probably run away from home crying again." Qiu Shuangshuang's mother said to Qiu Shuangshuang jokingly, reaching out and tapping Qiu Shuangshuang's forehead.
Qiu Shuangshuang covered her forehead and muttered, "Who will lose... That's not right!"
She looked up at Feng Jue and emphasized loudly, "I didn't choose to be Master Feng's disciple just for the sword intent. I was also impressed by Master Feng's demeanor! I want to be as cool and elegant as Master Feng!"
Even if she is rejected, she will still express her respect to Palace Master Feng!
The elegant Palace Master Feng was not at all happy when she heard this. Instead, she looked a little confused. She wanted to take the ball out of her sleeve and throw it away, at least to prevent 03 from having any messy thoughts after hearing these words. She stood up to see the guest off.
"Miss Qiu, have a safe journey."
Wei Yutong grabbed Qiu Shuangshuang and left.
Feng Jue turned to Xue Bufan.
As a junior fellow student, Xue Bufan looked at Feng Jue, his "senior sister", expectantly.
"Palace Master Feng, I'm going to Nanyang Continent first. See you at the Five Continents Competition."
"Senior Sister" said: "Get lost."
Xue Bufan rolled onto the big ship of Qiu Shui Pavilion and rolled away to the south.
After the two Qiushui Pavilion boats disappeared into the heavy snow, 03 emerged from Feng Jue's sleeves, heaving a sigh of relief. It floated onto Feng Jue's shoulder and said calmly, "When we were at Chongshan Palace, Xue Bufan took the initiative to tell me about Chongshan Immortal Venerable's spiritual consciousness. Until now, 'Grandpa' has no intention of coming out to see you."
03 In his eyes, the old man was a reading machine that was always available, and he felt that the old man was guilty.
"Xue Bufan was nearly expelled from the Lianshan Sect. Now that his spiritual roots have been restored, instead of going to the Lianshan Sect to settle old scores, he traveled thousands of miles to Nanyang Continent. Nanyang Continent has what they need."
Feng Jue said, "Nanyang Continent has two Pavilion Masters of Qiushui Pavilion. Qiu Shuangshuang's mother is the current owner of the divine artifact Shuilongyin. With two Incarnation Stage cultivators sitting in the way, I guess that spirit consciousness won't dare to do anything. But if these three can't stop the spirit consciousness from stirring up trouble, then it's not something I can stop now."
03 said to Feng Jue, "If 'Grandpa's' goal is to possess Xue Bufan, he will have to wait until the middle to late stages of his villainy to become effective. Feng Jue, do you want to tell the two masters of Qiushui Pavilion about his existence and join forces with them to take preemptive action?"
Of course, there is also a powerful system!
In 03's cognition, if the big boss in the plot is eliminated, the plot will end early, Feng Jue will get rid of the influence of the original plot, and will no longer be involved in the protagonist's plot!
It also helps Feng Jue choose a strong Taoist partner, allowing Feng Jue to achieve success in both career and love. It is simply perfect.
But Feng Jue only cared about one thing: was Ling Zhi good or evil? If it was just to help Xue Bufan, the so-called Son of Heaven, cultivate immortality, then it would be fine. But if it was evil, as the Palace Master of Lanyang Palace, she would never sit idly by and watch another evil appear.
Although Feng Jue was arrogant and unruly, it didn't mean she wasn't cautious. She thought for a moment and said to 03, "After meeting the two Pavilion Masters, I thought about it, but now I have a better idea."
"The current dean of Wendao Academy is the most powerful person in the world today. As the dean, he will show up during the Five Continents Competition. I will ask him to test the waters privately then. For my mother's sake, he won't ignore it."
03 asked curiously: "How strong is it?"
Feng Jue glanced at the silver ball on his shoulder, eager to try, and said with a twitch of his lips, "Very strong."
So you better be honest!
03 Sit on Feng Jue's shoulder and say obediently: "Oh!"
Feng Jue nodded in satisfaction, and the arrogance that was half-hidden in front of the elders was brought out intact.
Come, she waved her sleeves, dispelled the barrier, and said coldly: "Set sail and return to the palace!"
The standing disciples nodded in agreement, and the golden-red ship raised the phoenix flag and flew towards the east.
In the bottom cabin, Xue Mengtao sat in the narrow room and looked out the window.
Snowflakes fluttered down, reflected in her eyes.
There were a few herbs placed at the head of the bed. When Xue Mengtao took the herbs from Siyi, she didn't feel the surprise or excitement she had imagined. Her mind was filled with other thoughts.
A disciple knocked on the door and said, "Meng Tao, we'll be arriving in Lanyang City soon. Hurry and pack up. By the way, did Elder Siyi give you instructions earlier? Do you want me to accompany you?"
Xue Mengtao came back to her senses and said through the door, "No need, I can go by myself. You are still injured, go back to the palace and recuperate."
"My injury is not serious, but you, how are you? Can you get out of bed?"
Xue Mengtao said, "Well, I'll come find you when I'm done."
The disciple outside the gate smiled and said, "Meng Tao, hurry up and build your foundation to enter the inner gate. Then we can go out and train together. It's a deal!"
"Okay." Xue Mengtao said, and after the person left, she found that she was smiling.
She raised her hand to touch her face in surprise and couldn't help saying, "It turns out that there are things other than Master Xue in my heart."
It turned out that the outside world was so vast, not limited to the trivial matters of the mansion. She could cultivate to her heart's content, and she could also make people look at her with surprise and envy. She had long been accustomed to the looks of the superior young masters and young ladies looking at her like ants, and accustomed to her status. When she was with Master Xue, people respected her on the surface, but deep down they still thought she was a useless servant.
The smile on Xue Mengtao's face gradually faded. She stood up, picked up the sword on the bedside, and after the boat landed, she stood up and walked out.
Lanyang City was as prosperous as before. The return of the Lanyang Palace's ship caused discussions on the streets. The disciples of Baishui Sect gathered in the inn, whispering about restoring the sect's glory.
Ever since Palace Master Feng sent a message to people inside and outside the city half a year ago, the disciples of Baishui Sect have been so proud that they acted as if they had already been to the Chongshan Secret Realm and obtained a great opportunity. Even the ants on the roadside knew that the Sect Master of Baishui Sect had gone to the Chongshan Secret Realm.
Xue Mengtao stepped over the threshold of the inn, raised her card to the welcoming waiter, and said calmly, "A disciple of Lanyang Palace is here to help."
The waiter's face changed, and he quickly retreated and hid behind the counter. He lowered his body and watched Xue Mengtao walk up to the Baishui Sect disciples and said, "Follow me."
The Baishuimen disciples looked at each other in bewilderment. Some recognized the man they had seen at the outer gate of Lanyang Palace.
But since this person is from Lanyang Palace, doesn’t that mean that the master has returned?
The disciples excitedly followed Xue Mengtao out of the inn. Just as the last person had withdrawn from the threshold, they heard the woman's calm voice, "Your master has something for you."
Bai Fenghui's disciple rubbed his hands excitedly. He didn't even think of asking where Bai Fenghui was. He just asked, "What is that? Is it a treasure?"
He was reluctant to lower his voice when he said this, as if he wanted the people nearby to hear and see the good things his good master brought back from the secret realm.
Xue Mengtao stood opposite the disciples of Baishui Sect and calmly threw out a storage ring.
It is Bai Fenghui’s storage ring.
Bai Fenghui's direct disciple's eyes lit up, and he just wanted to take out the treasure and show it off. He poured in spiritual power, and suddenly a corpse appeared in the open space in front of the few people.
The onlookers stepped back in horror.
"ah!!!"
The disciples of Baishui Sect screamed and looked at the corpse in horror. They were very familiar with this person, as it was their leader!
"Master, Master?" Bai Fenghui's direct disciple cried in horror. "How could Master die? Palace Master Feng personally promised Master that she would protect his life! Everyone heard it! What's going on?"
The onlookers' expressions of fear turned into surprise. They had indeed heard what Feng Jue said that day.
Faced with the questioning, Xue Mengtao said calmly, "The Palace Master said that day that he would be kept alive within the secret realm. The Palace Master kept his word. Master Bai died outside the secret realm. If you don't believe me, you can ask the disciples who left the secret realm that day."
Bai Fenghui's direct disciple, still reeling from the shock of his master's death, pressed on, "How could anyone kill my master, who was at the Golden Core stage? Why would they kill him?"
Xue Mengtao lowered her gaze to the equally cold corpse lying on the cold floor, and said in a deep voice, "I will only say this once, please listen carefully."
"Bai Fenghui, the leader of the Baishui Sect, kidnapped an elder disciple of Lanyang Palace in the Chongshan Secret Realm to threaten the Lanyang Palace Master. He failed and attempted to use a spirit beast to kill the Feng Palace Master and steal her storage ring, but was killed by the Palace Master."
The disciples of Baishui Sect froze, and the expressions of the people watching the show changed. They looked at Bai Fenghui's body in shock and anger.
Lanyang City prospered because of Lanyang Palace. In short, most people in the city lived under the protection of Lanyang Palace. If they wanted to kill Feng Jue, they would be attacking the very people who were protecting them. How could they not be angry!
Someone immediately shouted angrily, "Good death!"
A disciple of Baishuimen said in fear: "It's impossible! How could our master
Would he do something that would offend Lanyang Palace? Even if it was true, he killed—harmed Palace Master Feng, we are still in Lanyang City. He can't just watch us get killed by the angry Lanyang Palace disciples! "
Is it not possible?
Among the Baishui Sect disciples, several people's faces changed. Even Bai Fenghui's direct disciple couldn't help swallowing his saliva and waved his hands to explain: "This has nothing to do with us. We didn't know. I didn't know that Master would do such a thing!"
Regardless of how angry the people around her were or how the Baishuimen disciples tried to explain, Xue Mengtao remained calm and said, "This matter is absolutely true and cannot be doubted. From now on, Baishuimen disciples are prohibited from entering Lanyang City. Any Baishuimen disciple will be killed without mercy."
The knees of the disciples in front of Xue Mengtao went weak, and many of them fell to their knees with deathly expressions on their faces. They watched Xue Mengtao release a communication order, and countless rays of light flew out from her palms and flew into the hands of the disciples patrolling the city.
"Discard all your cultivation and leave Baishuimen." Xue Mengtao said, "I will ensure that you leave Lanyang City alive."
The melancholy in Xue Mengtao's eyes turned into a cold expression as she said word by word, "I'll give you ten breaths to think about it."
"I'm quitting! I'm quitting right now! I've wanted to quit Baishuimen for a long time!"
As soon as Xue Mengtao finished speaking, a disciple shouted in panic and took off the clothes of the Baishuimen disciple in front of everyone.
Xue Mengtao ignored the Baishuimen disciples who were frantically undressing. She took out a Leiyin grass from her storage ring and threw it on Bai Fenghui's body, saying, "This is what the Palace Master promised you. I've delivered it."
The Palace Master of Lanyang Palace always keeps his word. He said that even if he kills you outside the palace, not a drop of blood will be shed inside. I guess Sect Master Bai understands this very well. Although Sect Master Bai doesn't know whether he has stepped onto the Naihe Bridge at this moment, Feng Jue still keeps his promise about the Leiyin Grass that was agreed upon at that time.
Bai Fenghui's direct disciple, who was kneeling in the front, looked at the Leiyin grass that fell in front of his knees, and his expression changed.
Thunder Sound Grass is extremely valuable; just this one piece could fetch hundreds of high-grade spirit stones. His throat rolled, his disciple robe half-taken off, before he gritted his teeth, grabbed the herb from the ground, and flew into the sky.
The disciple who came to deliver the corpse was only at the Qi Refining Stage, and he wanted to catch up with him? He had worked so hard to cultivate until now. Once he ran out of Lanyang City, he could just find a place to exchange the Thunder Sound Grass for Spirit Stones. Who would care?
Before he could even smile triumphantly, a flash of sword light streaked across the sky, halting his fleeing body as it fell from the sky. The patrolling disciples who had been pursuing him landed on the ground, glancing at the corpse with disdain.
Who do you look down upon? ◢
The priceless Thunder Sound Grass also fell to the ground, its branches and leaves scattered in grievance, but no one dared to move.
In the middle of the crowd, a hunchbacked old man rushed out, his clothes ragged and his hair disheveled. He grabbed the herbs on the ground and showed them off to the stunned former Baishuimen disciples.
"He's dead! Dead! Hahaha!"
This person turned out to be the "culprit" who had his cultivation abolished by Feng Jue and persecuted the Lianshan Sect disciples to rob them of the apology, the elder of Baishui Sect.
Seeing him, Xue Mengtao was stunned for a moment, then revealed an expression of sudden enlightenment. She slowly walked over and said with a smile, "I remember now. I was stupid before. I didn't expect you were still alive. Now we can settle the accounts. Senior, I almost died at the hands of the disciples you sent. You still owe me a life and a spirit stone."
Xue Mengtao moved forward step by step, and the old man retreated little by little, holding the Leiyin Grass defensively, as if it was his weapon.
"Okay, I'll use this Leiyin grass to pay for the spirit stones, but you haven't given me my life yet." Xue Mengtao smiled, took the herb from the elder in front of Baishui Gate, put it into the storage ring, and then took out the sword.
The patrolling disciple raised an eyebrow and reminded, "Private fighting is prohibited in Lanyang City."
Help you drive those people out of the city?
Xue Mengtao thought for a moment and said, "He used to be the elder of Baishuimen, but I wonder if he is still the elder now."
The former disciples of Baishuimen shouted alertly, "Yes! He is our elder! He comes to our inn every day to block us, asking us for money and food in the name of the elder, and we can't drive him away!"
That's okay.
The patrolling disciple made a gesture of invitation.
Xue Mengtao unsheathed his sword, and a third body appeared on the long street. He gently shook the blood off his sword, saluted like a patrolling disciple, and calmly walked back.
The crowds on both sides couldn't help but step back, watching her leave in awe.
After leaving the crowd, Xue Mengtao's stiff arms couldn't help but tremble. After walking into the deserted alley, she suddenly covered her face with her hands.
She killed someone.
Xue Mengtao's whole body trembled, and her previous calmness disappeared like smoke. Tears fell from between her fingers, and she cried and laughed.
She killed someone.
It’s not that hard not to forgive.
She was indeed a waste, which was why she implicated Elder Si and had to stand in front of him again and again, and even implicated Elder Si because of her soft-heartedness and fell into Bai Fenghui's trap.
How could she be so stupid?
Xue Mengtao smiled and cried, leaning against the wall and looking up at the blue sky. On the Wangxian Terrace stood a familiar figure in pink, who looked at her for an unknown amount of time before nodding.
Xue Mengtao knelt down, kowtowed to Siyi, and silently called her Master.
She doesn't want to be that quiet little girl anymore.
Xue Mengtao, who was waiting in the small courtyard, didn't want to be a useless person who was manipulated and treated like a piece of shit in a small place anymore. She wanted to become stronger.
I want more people to respect her, fear her, and not dare to bully her.
She received Master Xue's kindness and was grateful for Xue Bufan's past friendship. If it weren't for Xue Bufan, she wouldn't have embarked on the path of cultivating immortals.
Only this time, he was a step slower.
No, maybe it's many years slower.
Xue Mengtao stood up, wiped her tears, and walked towards Lanyang Palace, each step more determined and brisk than the last.
Thunderclouds gradually gathered above the clear sky.
"She is about to break through." Feng Jue said.
03 stuck to the window and asked in confusion: "What happened to Xue Mengtao?"
"Go ask Siyi." Feng Jue said casually, busy fiddling with things on the table.
After entering the secret realm, Xue Mengtao had been following Siyi. She didn't bother to ask what exactly happened. She had originally wanted to keep Xue Mengtao to lure Xue Bufan, but this chess piece was useless. In short, those who should have died died, and those who shouldn't have died didn't die. Even a small matter like the Baishui Gate was resolved. What else was there to say?
But this was not easy for a system that wanted to record everything in detail. 03, carrying the matchstick on his back, scratched his head for a while, and when he saw Feng Jue was only paying attention to the things on the table, he floated over and landed on the small bed.
That's right, after getting off the big ship of Lanyang Palace, Palace Master Feng, who had reaped rich rewards from the life-and-death battles in the secret realm, did not rush into seclusion, nor did he count the spoils. Instead, he immediately came to the city and asked someone to buy a set of toys for children from wealthy families, and started playing with them with great interest.
In 03's eyes, this looks like an ancient version of the Barbie castles that children in the modern world play with.
It's Barbie Ball.
"Look, a dressing table." Feng Jue pointed at the pocket-sized dressing table the size of a knuckle. The mirror on it was so bright that it could reflect a person's face. She was amazed, "Children nowadays have such interesting toys."
03 Question: "You haven't played it before?"
Feng Jue was putting all the furniture into the "house" and said without raising her head, "No." When she was young, no matter how many toys the palace elders bought for her, she would not even look at them, thinking them childish. Later, everyone started giving her all kinds of weapons, and only then did the beautiful little palace master reluctantly play with them.
03 Only Feng Jue's profile could be seen. Her eyes were bright under her long eyelashes, revealing an excited look like a child, without the image of a majestic palace master at all.
"Before I was six years old, my mother taught me to read and write. We often sat on the swing and she read to me." Feng Jue said, raised his head and thought for a moment, then smiled at 03 and said, "My mother also often took me to fly in the city in the mountains and told me everything in the world.
Unfortunately, I am still young and have forgotten many things."
03 Question: "What happens after the age of six?"
Feng Jue smiled and said, "When she was six years old, she died of old age."
03's bubble showed a sad and crying expression, and he raised the matchstick to pat Feng Jue comfortingly.
Feng Jue chuckled, lifted the bed, and placed it, along with the all-inclusive ball, into the small house. He then placed a porcelain doll next to the all-inclusive ball. Feng Jue held the doll in his hand, nudged 03, and said with a smile, "You're always begging me to get married. Today I'll find you a bride. Let's call her Lingling. 03, come and kiss your Lingling."
03 rejected Lingling and pushed her away. The black circle on the ball moved and she said, "No 00, no bride. Feng Jue, I've discovered two things. First, Siyi is really scary. Second, this is really stupid."
Despite the resistance of the matchstick, Feng Jue still managed to stick the ceramic doll hard on the 03 ball, and she laughed out loud.
03 An emoticon of a sigh popping out of a bubble.
Feng Jue became stupid.
Having laughed enough, Feng Jue threw away the ceramic doll and leaned back on the couch. He raised his hand to look at his faded nails and said lazily, "I will start my retreat after returning home today. I don't know when you will be able to see me again. Ling Shi is also going to retreat. You are the only bead left in Qihuang Palace. If you don't play with the ceramic doll, who else do you want to play with?"
"I can't ask anyone to come up and accompany you. After all, you're just a small system that can't see anyone."
03 said quietly, "03 doesn't need anyone to accompany him."
Feng Jue glanced at 03 with a helpless look on her face. She said, "Okay."
She took the things she bought and flew back to Lanyang Palace. Soon, a soft bell rang from Qihuang Peak, indicating that the Palace Master of Lanyang Palace had gone into seclusion.
The bells ring and fly with the white cranes.
After the bell rang, the entire mountain suddenly became quiet, without a single sound.
03 looked at the closed door of the quiet room, turned around, and landed among the toys Feng Jue bought for it, touching the matchstick.
03 flew into the jade bowl containing five balls and stuck them together.
03 flew to the pile of storybooks and flipped through them.
03 It flew out of the window, landed on the top of the hall, found the tile where it used to nest, and burrowed into the snow.
A speck of white mixed into a large expanse of bright white, dyed orange and gold by the sunlight rising in the east and setting in the west, covered with bright moonlight, and bathed in endless starlight.
03Opened the clock and took a look.
It turned out that only three days had passed since Li Fengjue went into seclusion.
Quiet Tong silently took out a small purple flower from his backpack and placed it on his head.
03Look
distance.
It doesn’t matter, you will see Feng Jue soon, just wait a little longer.
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