The next morning, Yun Feimiao received a message from Tu Die in his communication jade slip, asking him if he was blessed by the spirit butterfly last night.
It turned out that many people had seen Psylocke's unusual movements last night, and a photo was uploaded to the forum, where it happened to be seen by Tudie.
When Tu Die heard that it was the temporary guesthouse of the Wanjian Sect, and remembered that he had once given Yun Feimiao a butterfly cocoon, he wondered whether this matter was related to Yun Feimiao.
Yun Feimiao replied yes, gave a general description of what happened last night, and then curiously asked Tu Die what benefits there were after being blessed by the spirit butterfly.
Both he and Xie Yang felt that they had gained some benefits, but neither could say what those benefits were.
Yun Feimiao is a very curious child, and he would feel uncomfortable if he couldn't figure this out.
He searched the spiritual network for a long time last night but found no relevant records.
Tu Die said that the effects of the Spirit Butterfly Blessings organized by different Spirit Butterfly Kings are different, but there is one effect that every Spirit Butterfly Blessing has, which is that it will deepen the affinity between the blessed person and the Spirit Butterflies and spiritual plants. This is useful for most cultivators.
Spiritual butterflies aren't essential for human cultivation, but spiritual plants are definitely necessary! Which cultivator can go their entire life without taking drugs?
The Mist Hidden Butterfly is a water-based illusionary butterfly. After being blessed by it, it can deepen the cultivator's affinity with water. It is very useful to Yun Feimiao, a cultivator with water spiritual roots, and it is also beneficial to Xie Yang who wants to practice the Xiaoyao Jue.
More importantly, after being blessed by the Mist Butterfly, all fog-related obstacles will no longer be able to deceive their eyes.
Xie Yang was silent after reading the jade slip handed to him by Yun Feimiao. The first few points were indeed useful, but the point that Tu Die thought was the most important did not seem to be of much use to the two of them?
After all, he and Yun Feimiao would not be obscured by the fog, so the effect was almost the same as having nothing.
After chatting with Tu Die, they followed the main group to the entrance of Yinzhong.
Yun Feimiao felt that this was another place where he would gain nothing.
Although he has a little bit of musical talent, he is only thirty years old. Even if his own ancestor is in the Tomb of Music, he probably won't bother to pass on the inheritance to him.
After all, this amount of talent is only enough for him to learn, but not enough for him to learn well.
Then think about it, Xie Yang’s musical talent is also thirty, so the two of them are going to hang out in the Music Tomb together?
Yun Feimiao thought this was a good idea. There should be many beautiful musical instruments in the Tomb of Music, and they could enjoy them together.
However, after entering, Yun Feimiao realized that he had been careless.
Although the Yun family ancestors in the Yin Tomb don’t love him very much, there are souls who admire his ancestors!
Yun Feimiao never imagined that the God of Talismans Jiang Lie, who had passed on the inheritance to him and then disappeared, had not really disappeared, and a little bit of his spirit remained in his body!
Just when Patriarch Yun Huanyan was about to pull Xue Bingyan into the realm of inheritance, that lingering thought suddenly floated out of Yun Feimiao's body and rubbed his hands.
"Old Yun, tell me, who is more handsome, me or that bastard Xie Luo?"
Yun Huanyan looked at Yun Feimiao, then at Jiang Lie's regret, and her face turned dark.
"Jiang Lie? Are you sick? You came all the way to Yinzhong just to ask this question?"
"Yes!" Jiang Lie rubbed his almost invisible hands again, "This is really important to me! Don't you know? It was because of you that he said he was more handsome than me that I almost died with regrets."
“…”
Yun Feimiao was shocked. He was a little confused. Did Senior Jiang Lie really admire his ancestor?
Why did he feel that Senior Jiang Lie cared more about the reputation of his appearance?
"If you die with your eyes open, you're dead anyway. What else is there to say?" Yun Huanyan really couldn't understand his persistence.
"But I'm dead now, can't I just die quickly?" Jiang Lie looked at her with regretful eyes.
“…”
Yun Huanyan couldn't stand his persistence. She looked at him in silence for a long time and finally gave him an answer against her will.
"You are more handsome than him."
"That's great!" Jiang Lie's regret suddenly turned into a smile, "Miss Yun, thank you for finally being willing to lie to me once."
He smiled brilliantly, as brilliant as fireworks, and his almost transparent figure disappeared in an instant like fireworks.
Of course he knew that Xie Luo was more handsome than him. He had a better family background than him, was more handsome than him, had the same talent and strength as him, was better at speaking than him, and could please Yun Huanyan better.
He knew that if a madman had not come from the upper realm, Yun Huanyan and Xie Luo would have become Taoist companions sooner or later.
But they were all going to die, and they couldn't be together anymore, so he just wanted to hear some nice words before he died, even if it was just a lie.
He knew that his family background, talent and strength were real and could not be false.
But as long as the difference in appearance is not too big, it can be determined based on personal aesthetic taste.
Therefore, he just wanted to hear Yun Huanyan praise him for being handsome.
But when he was alive, he would get nervous whenever he saw Yun Huanyan, and would say unpleasant things whenever he opened his mouth. How could he ever get a good word from Yun Huanyan?
So he kept thinking about it, always thinking about it, even though he had been dead for so many years, he still wanted to hear Yun Huanyan say hello.
Now that he finally got it, he had no regrets.
This time it disappeared, it really disappeared.
Yun Feimiao felt that this senior had appeared suddenly and disappeared just as suddenly. He was completely dazed and couldn't react.
Yun Huanyan was stunned for a long time, and suddenly she lost the intention to guide the younger generation. She directly handed a stack of handwritten scores and a phoenix-headed guzheng to Xue Bingyan.
"You have your own understanding of music and your own teacher. You don't need me to teach you anything."
"These notes are the fruit of my life's work. I think they might be useful to you."
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