Xie Yang felt a little scared by the look from the vendor, so after taking all the candy figures, he pulled Yun Feimiao away.
Soon, Yun Feimiao set his eyes on the sugar painting nearby, but just as he approached, he found that the owner of the sugar painting shop was also staring at Xie Yang.
He looked around at all the vendors selling sugar-related snacks, and they all looked at Xie Yang with admiration.
Yun Feimiao couldn't help but laugh: "Afeng is quite popular now."
Xie Yang was confused: "This way of being popular..."
Yun Feimiao's smile deepened: "Isn't it good?"
Xie Yang said helplessly: "This is a method I never thought of."
He once thought that it was enough as long as there was only one person in this world who welcomed his existence, Yun Feimiao.
Later, he gradually found brothers and sisters who welcomed him, and he also gained a certain fame outside.
This time when they came back from Xuantian Continent, Sect Leader Ji said that he would announce their achievements at the celebration banquet. Xie Yang felt that his popularity was probably due to their concerted efforts in solving the problem of the Horned Demon.
Who would have thought that he was so popular because he made great candies!
The world of cultivation is truly outrageous.
Seeing Xie Yang so uncomfortable, Yun Feimiao gave up the idea of continuing to stroll around. He ran to buy a few small windmills and took Xie Yang back.
The little windmill was for Juanjuan and Achi to play with. Juanjuan thought it was childish and gave his share to Achi.
Achi liked this very much and didn't care that Juanjuan laughed at him for being childish. He kept changing the wind direction to blow the little windmills.
Soon the day for the celebration banquet to officially begin arrived, and Qingyun City was packed with people.
In order to facilitate the speeches of the leaders of the seven major sects, a high platform was specially built in the center of Qingyun City. There was also a large screen behind the platform so that all the cultivators could see the faces of the seven of them when they spoke.
Master Xiao Feng grumbled quietly to his four disciples, "Fortunately, I'm just a Feng Master. I don't have to go on stage and give a speech. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing."
Si Junzhan laughed and said, "What's so embarrassing about this? Isn't Master more handsome than Sect Master Lu, Sect Master Chi, Sect Master Mo, and the others?"
The two female leaders of Tianyin Sect and Yushou Sect are more beautiful, and the leader of Yaowang Sect, Lin, is on par with leader Xiao Feng.
Of course, in terms of appearance, Master Xiao Feng is slightly better than Master Ji, but he is their own master, so Si Junzhan is embarrassed to say it.
Peak Master Xiao was speechless and said, "What does this have to do with whether it looks good or not? I just think that the screen effect is not very good. It can't magnify this Peak Master's beauty. It only widens and lowers my face shape, making me look stupid."
Yun Feimiao looked at the big screen and couldn't help nodding: "Indeed."
Originally, Sect Leader Ji had a very handsome face, but after being stretched and lowered by the screen, he actually looked a bit honest.
However, as a result, those cultivators who did not have close contacts with the Wanjian Sect all felt that Sect Master Ji looked very friendly, like the kind of good old man who was very easy to talk to.
Master Xiao Feng couldn't help laughing when he looked at Master Ji's face. He himself didn't want to be twisted like that, but he couldn't help but gloat when he saw others like this.
"Speaking of which, Lao Lu's head and face are very round. I wonder if they will be stretched into the shape of an egg."
"That shouldn't be the case, right?" Si Junzhan asked, "Isn't Sect Master Lu's current face fake? His fake face isn't very round."
"That's true." Master Xiao Feng nodded and smiled, "It seems that Old Lu is foresighted. No matter how distorted the fake face is, it has nothing to do with him."
"Once he tears off the fake face, we can pretend nothing happened."
Yun Feimiao asked curiously, "Will Sect Master Lu tear off his fake face again? Doesn't he like that fake face very much?"
Master Xiao Feng shook his head: "I liked it when I was the Sect Master, but I don't like it anymore after I'm no longer the Sect Master."
"He said that after he goes to the upper realm, he will be a low-level cultivator. His baby face is very suitable for the identity of a low-level cultivator."
Yun Feimiao was speechless for a moment, feeling that Sect Master Lu's understanding was strange.
Feng Xiaoyue asked quietly, "Master, do you have a portrait of Sect Master Lu's true face? I'm curious and want to see it."
"There's no portrait, but I secretly took a photo of it back then."
Master Xiao Feng carefully took out a photo stone. He looked around like a thief, and Yun Feimiao quickly threw out a trick to deceive him.
"Master, don't worry. Sect Master Lu won't discover my trick."
On the Big Knife Sect side, only Qin Zhili could spot Yun Feimiao's sleight of hand. But given Qin Zhili's lack of intelligence, he had no idea what they were doing.
"Xiao Qi is really thoughtful." Master Xiao Feng praised and clicked on the content in the photo stone.
It was a scene where the young Xiao Yue was sparring with Sect Master Lu in swordplay. Sect Master Lu was beaten back step by step, in a very tragic manner.
Coupled with that round, white and tender baby face, she looks even more pitiful.
Feng Xiaoyue gasped, "What does Sect Master Lu look like? He looks pretty much like Xiao Qi when he was fourteen."
"Although not as pretty as Xiao Qi, she's about as young as Xiao Qi was back then."
"Yes, that's why he doesn't have much dignity." Master Xiao Feng nodded, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have to find someone to make a fake face just to become the Sect Master."
Feng Xiaoyue felt it was hard to describe: "She has such a tender face, but she's so tall..."
Yun Feimiao: “…”
He always felt like he was stabbed. When he was so young, he was the shortest male disciple.
Feng Xiaoyue continued, "And why is he usually so rude and has such a loud voice?"
Master Xiao Feng continued to nod: "Your junior uncle said that Lao Lu is a 1.88-meter-tall, baby-faced man, whose main purpose is to create a cute contrast."
Feng Xiaoyue shook her head repeatedly: "I can feel the contrast, but cute..."
"The face is cute, but other aspects..."
"And if I call him cute, he'll hit me, right?"
Master Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as the spirit stones are in place, I will help you stop it."
Feng Xiaoyue looked at him in disbelief: "Master, I am your disciple!"
Master Xiao Feng nodded: "I am also your biological master, but this does not prevent you from writing about the sweet and loving daily life of the Sword Sect Master towards the Master of Xiaoyao Peak, nor does it prevent you from writing about the past feud between the Master of Xiaoyao Peak and his genius junior brother."
Yun Feimiao, Xie Yang and Si Junzhan all looked at Feng Xiaoyue in disbelief. They didn't expect that she was so stubborn and even wrote something against her elders.
Feng Xiaoyue's smile froze. "Master, did you make a mistake? How could I be so rebellious?"
Master Xiao Feng threw the two storybooks in front of Feng Xiaoyue, "If you have the guts, swear to heaven that this wasn't written by you. Haven't I read enough of your storybooks? How could I not recognize your style?"
Si Junzhan quietly turned his head away, covering the corners of his smiling mouth, and sighed in his heart that there is no such thing as karma.
When his junior sister first wrote the story of him and Shen Er, he could clearly control her, but his master wanted to read it and support her, so in the end he could only get some spirit stones out of it.
I didn’t expect that Master would have this day, hahaha!
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