He thought, what if one day the situation he least wanted to face still happens?
With this, he could still leave a way out for his relationship with his master.
However, the thought of having that lingering delusion in his heart completely erased left Feng Su with nothing but excruciating pain all over his body.
He had only been away for two months, but he already missed his master terribly.
Feng Su stared intently at his reflection in the water, veins bulging on his neck. He had tried it before; some things, the more you try to control them, the more they grow uncontrollably.
The man's narrow eyes were bloodshot; he was about to give up.
"Who's there!"
It's probably because the invisibility talisman has expired.
As the sounds of the patrol team reached him from a distance, Feng Su calmly took out another invisibility talisman and affixed it to his body.
He stood up, straightened his robes, and felt a little annoyed that he had forgotten the time because he was lost in thought.
I wonder how my junior brother is doing.
Feng Su composed himself and strolled past the patrol team as if taking a leisurely walk, heading towards the banquet hall.
Thousand Medicine Sect
Yu Yan sat in meditation at the entrance of Qianxunyu Cave.
It's kind of funny, really. Ever since she gave him the pills to study, he hasn't come out since he went in.
Yu Yan thought that since there was nothing to do back home anyway, she might as well wait for him here.
The woman held a communication stone in one hand and wrapped two strands of hair tied in front of her chest with the other.
There's still no news about Ji Wuye.
Yu Yan couldn't help but wonder if she was being a terrible master.
Perhaps because her protective divine sense that landed on Ji Wuye was intact, she wasn't too worried even though she hadn't heard from her disciple for so long.
For example, even though she was holding her disciple's communication stone, she didn't feel any urgency to pursue him.
Thinking of the information she found in the library, Yu Yan felt a little worried.
Records say that if a scar from an external injury does not heal for a long time, it is probably because the body is about to decay.
She applied medicine to the bruise that day, and the bruise is still there.
Yu Yan couldn't help but summon a water mirror to look at her face, and gently pinched her cheek with her slender fingers.
Her cultivation is still intact; she has no internal injuries, so how could her physical body be deteriorating?
Yu Yan subconsciously didn't want to apply the description in the records to herself, but her symptoms were almost exactly the same as those described above.
The injury has subsided, but the bruises remain.
Yu Yan gazed at the woman in the mirror, who was in the prime of her life, her fingertips tracing across her brow before landing on the star mark.
She lightly touched her brow, and a faint smile curved her lips.
There are no signs of decline either.
But the more this was the case, the more worried Yu Yan became.
She had read the book in her mind countless times, but it didn't mention that "Yu Yan" would be old and faded before she was stabbed to death...
well.
Although she didn't care much about her physical appearance, she still felt that a younger body better suited her temperament.
Unlike Qian Xunyu, who is childish like a mischievous child but insists on growing an old man's beard.
"Master, I know how to solve this."
Shui Muran suddenly transmitted her voice to Yu Yan.
"Hmm?" Yu Yan waved her hand and removed the water mirror.
She rested her chin on her hand, her elbows propped up on her knees, and her wide sleeves slipped down, revealing a hint of blue.
Yu Yan lowered her eyes to look at the Azure Dragon. He conjured a head and looked at her. As he tilted his head back, the two horns on his head swayed slightly.
Shui Muran spoke slowly.
"Transcending tribulation and ascending to immortality."
Ascension?
Yu Yan's gaze froze for a moment, and she blurted out the question.
"Why?"
"Master's strength is close to transcending tribulation. The spiritual energy of the cultivation world is gradually unable to nourish his body, which is on the verge of becoming an immortal, so he is declining."
The water shimmered at dusk along the secluded path.
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