Using the flowing ice crystals to create shape, Ji Mofan directly sculpted an ice chair of suitable height.
He sat down, crossed his legs, and leaned to one side, looking quite comfortable.
Qi Fengyu felt her heart skip a beat again.
This is bad. Just as he understands Ji Mo Fan, Ji Mo Fan understands him perfectly. He knows what actions will trigger his triggers.
I used to be able to avoid them precisely, but now I can step on them accurately one by one.
For example, what he couldn't stand the most was Ji Mofan's aloof and nonchalant demeanor.
A surge of pent-up emotions welled up in Qi Fengyu's chest. He took a deep breath and suppressed his feelings.
Ji Mofan looked at him coldly, not expecting to stir his heartstrings as easily as before.
Qi Fengyu's willpower is stronger than anyone else's. Just now, Ji Mofan caught her off guard and took her by surprise. Now, using the same scary method again will definitely not work.
"If you're going to talk, you'd better keep it short." Qi Fengyu said carefully, his eyes darting around as he spoke.
"Those who come looking for me won't have a slow search."
The cave entrance was blocked by dense greenery, but judging from the types of plants, Ji Mofan had not taken him too far from where they had been.
Although his consciousness was affected by his inner demons and he was somewhat unclear, he was still aware that people from the Yun Cang Sword Sect had come to find him.
Regardless of the circumstances under which his soul lamp was removed to perform a communication spell, there was no reason why it could be kept secret from his fellow disciples in the Yun Cang Sword Sect.
Jimo Fan might have ways to know the news earlier, but there's definitely no way to completely block it.
Because he is no longer the chief disciple of the Yuncang Sword Sect, he has no say in other people's affairs.
Qi Fengyu couldn't think of anyone other than the Yun Cang Sword Sect who would appear in such a remote place at that time and force Ji Mofan to hurriedly take him away and hide him.
So as long as he can hold out in this position until he is discovered, Ji Mofan won't be able to do anything to him for the time being.
What Qi Fengyu could think of, Ji Mofan could naturally anticipate as well.
He raised his sword under Qi Fengyu's bewildered gaze.
The sword energy was not pushed out horizontally as before, but instead landed diagonally on the ground around Qi Fengyu.
Qi Fengyu's first reaction was that Ji Mofan wanted to torture her to death by a thousand cuts.
He instinctively closed his eyes, but no pain came. When he opened his eyes again, his body was already engraved with a ring of spiritual energy runes.
Qi Fengyu didn't understand formations, and he didn't know what this thing was for. He just felt a bad premonition spreading wildly in his chest.
"Don't worry." Ji Mofan's voice floated lightly through the gradually increasing spiritual light, "We have plenty of time."
The principle of the Illusionary Array can be simply explained as dragging the other party into a dream from which they cannot easily wake up.
Therefore, the ratio of time in the illusionary world to the speed of time in reality actually depends on how sharp the mind of the person dragged into the illusion is, and how many thoughts they can generate in a short period of time.
Ji Mofan tapped his chin with his finger.
With Qi Fengyu's sharp mind, he should be able to see quite a few things in the illusion before people arrive.
When Shen Yun was trapped last time, Ji Mo Fan also entered the formation, after all, he wanted Shen Yun to see his past.
But this time the object was Qi Fengyu, so he lost interest.
No matter what hardships and bitterness we have experienced in the past, the result now is evil. So we can't wait for it to mature. Before it ripens and falls from the tree, we have to let it wither and fall into the mud.
Ji Mofan didn't know what the illusion had led Qi Fengyu to see, but he saw that Qi Fengyu's handsome face, which always looked innocent and pitiful, was now filled with negative emotions.
Resentment, despair, and jealousy nearly destroyed the pure image he had maintained until now, turning him into a hideous and terrifying figure.
Unable to escape the illusion, he could only continue to wallow in those unpleasant memories.
Ji Mofan spread his divine sense outside the cave. Ning Weisheng and the Yun Cang Sword Sect disciples were carefully searching the forest. They would discover the anomaly in about an incense stick's time.
Ji Mofan glanced down at Qi Fengyu, who was struggling within his own formation.
He didn't do anything wrong; he was just joking with Qi Fengyu to scare him.
What does it have to do with the fact that this good-for-nothing is mentally unstable and can't take a joke?
Moreover, there are two ways to treat inner demons: one is to avoid contact with the source of the inner demons, and the other is to find a way to solve the source of the inner demons yourself.
He helped Qi Fengyu choose the second option, and even helped him build a stage for him to meet the source of his inner demons. So who can blame him for his mistake?
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Ning Weisheng and his men searched the surrounding area to no avail and were at a loss for what to do. They even wondered if there was something wrong with the information provided by Shen Yun.
The communication talisman he sent out did not receive a meaningful reply. His master told him that Shen Yun had fallen into a weakened state due to the spell and had now gone back to rest.
He was told that the information was absolutely correct, because Shen Yun had performed the spell in front of all the elders of the Yun Cang Sword Sect.
Ning Weisheng had no choice but to lead his men to search the surrounding area thoroughly once more.
Upon searching, he actually discovered something amiss.
The growth pattern of plants on a cliff is not right.
It doesn't look like it crawled out of the mud in its original state; it looks like it was hastily transplanted.
He carefully drew his sword and gently parted the curtain-like vegetation.
What came into view was a defensive barrier.
Ning Weisheng was stunned, and even forgot to turn around and look for his other companions.
...because he sensed ice-attribute spiritual power from this barrier.
Among the people he knew, there was only one cultivator who could wield ice spiritual power.
—Jimo Fan.
He raised his hand and gently tapped the barrier. The semi-transparent barrier only rippled on the surface and remained unmoved.
"Is anyone there?" Ning Weisheng called out into the dark cave.
There was no response.
But his voice attracted other fellow disciples who were searching nearby, and they gradually gathered around.
"Huh? Why has someone set up a barrier here?"
"Uh... Ice elemental energy? Could this be...?"
"Could it be the person I'm thinking of...?"
Having spent over a decade living and working together in the same sect, not only Ning Weisheng, but everyone else at this moment also thought of the figure who was forced to leave the Yuncang Sword Sect.
For a moment, everyone's expression became somewhat awkward.
The entire cultivation world knows how ugly the falling out was between the Yun Cang Sword Sect and their former chief disciple.
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