Heart-to-Heart Talk

  Feng Ri Xi bid farewell to Shan Luo Yue and followed Wu Yun Zhenren out of the Taigu Hall. Wu Yun Zhenren walked in front, his pale purple Taoist robe was made of rare cloud brocade, he walked slowly and lightly, with a million manners; his face was calm and emotionless, like an ice-cold statue. The crystal clear skin that complemented his pale purple clothes emitted a cold jade-like glow, dazzling, stunning, elegant, and refined, yet also inspiring reverence and awe, making people dare not approach. It made the rare flowers and grasses on Taigu Peak lose their color.

  She took a fleeting glance at the stunning beauty in front of her, and kept a distance that was neither too far nor too close, carefully following behind him.

  For some reason, as soon as she encountered Wu Xuan, Feng Li's nerves would inexplicably tense up, she could be coquettish with Shan Luo Yue and Su Yu, but subconsciously didn't dare to do so with Wu Xuan. Perhaps it was the aloof feeling he gave people that made them not dare to get close to him.

  It's really hard to imagine what kind of scene it would be if the cold and unfeeling Mo Junya fell deeply in love with Xi Yue Wu!

  Will you change from being indifferent to being arrogant?

  Later on, Wu Yun and Mo Junya had a baby. Thinking about it now, Wu Yun holding the baby in one hand and the milk bottle in the other, looking like a doting father, is just too captivating!

  Completely immersed in his own perverted fantasy, a certain Xi didn't notice the sudden stop of Wu Xian's footsteps and directly bumped into his hard, sturdy back.

  "Ow, that hurts!" Rubbing his nose in grievance, Feng Ri muttered under his breath, "Master Uncle, would you mind giving me a heads up before stopping next time? My nose almost got knocked off..."

  She gave a faint glance at the wind in her eyes, and her slightly red nose was ignored. She coldly said, "Why did you refuse to join another sect?"

  Facing Xiaoyu's rejection, Wuyan didn't feel disappointed or anything, just a little surprised.

  With a flicker of her eyes, Fengri Xi immediately began to flatter, saying "Because Dance Master Shifu you are too intelligent and majestic, handsome and elegant, refined and extraordinary, like a jade tree in the wind, with a face as smooth as jade, lips red and teeth white, with a dignified appearance, eyes like autumn waves, eyebrows like ink paintings, looking like Pan An..."

  "Get to the point!" Weng Yun shouted coldly, flicking her sleeve.

  It's done! Flattery has gone overboard!

  After some thought, Fengli hesitantly said, "Master is a distinguished figure in our school, while Ling'er is just a useless piece of wood. If she were to become Master's disciple, wouldn't that tarnish Master's reputation?"

  "Honestly!" Wū Yún's eyebrows knitted tighter and tighter, a pair of purple eyes seemed to be brewing a storm, making people feel uneasy.

  Feng Lixi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, muttering to himself in his heart, "This Wuyu is too clever and powerful, it seems like nothing can deceive him!" Alas...

  It seems that Wǔ Yún is really going to get angry, and with a slight tremble of her small body, she immediately pours out the deepest thoughts in her heart. "I know that our ancestors dote on me, love me, and try every means to give me the best things, but in my opinion, this is not love, but harm! It harms me to become a flower in a greenhouse, only able to live under your wings, and once I lose your protection, I will be nothing! So, I would rather be that roadside weed, although small and unremarkable, it is extremely resilient. Even if trampled or burned, with the arrival of spring, it will revive. Master Shū, do you think that if a delicate flower in a greenhouse and a roadside weed were to encounter a disaster at the same time, who would have a better chance of survival?"

  “……”

  A faint smile, a hint of desperation in her eyes, "I think Master Shu has already understood Ling'er's intention! Ling'er's wish is actually very simple, I just want to live a good life... live out my own splendor, even if it's death, die without regret... But, facing the uncertainty of life, the road to immortality is full of crises everywhere, this wish is probably also difficult to achieve..."

  Wanting to live a good life, even if it's simple, but according to Shang Jiu Ling's original ending, this simple wish is also a luxury for her...

  Looking at the undisguised sorrow on Feng Xi's face, Wu Yun fell silent for a moment before speaking up, "You should focus on your training outside the sect for now. After the Grand Competition, you can join my sect with your true strength. Remember, I, Yunfeng, will never accept useless people!"

  Three thousand strands of hair fluttering in the wind, her solitary figure reveals utmost nobility. Truly captivating one's heart and soul.

  Feng Li Xi was astonished that Wu Yun could understand her thoughts. Unexpectedly, he looked cold and frosty on the outside, but inside, he wasn't as icy as his appearance suggested. Although he still spoke in a clear and detached manner without showing any emotions, he also gave her the respect she wanted.

  "Ah! Ling'er remembers Master Shu's teachings!" Collecting her sorrowful emotions, Fengli nodded slightly and said.

  After a moment of silence, Feng Xiwu thought for a while and then spoke up again, "Ling'er has heard other fellow sect members say that Shifu can resist two Nascent Soul stage cultivators with his Golden Core cultivation without being defeated. I wonder what the reason is?"

  Wan Hua remained silent, and Feng Li thought to retreat as if she hadn't asked anything. However, Wan Hua stretched out her slender fingers and pressed them against her brow: "Take a closer look..."

  Subconsciously wanting to escape, yet seemingly rooted in place with hands and feet unable to move. Feng Rixi tensely closed her eyes, feeling the icy fingertips on her forehead, as if her entire body had fallen into an icy abyss, uncontrollably trembling.

  Her icy fingertips touched the center of her eyebrows and left immediately, slowly opening her eyes to see Wu Nian's purple clear eyes, with a bright purple-red mark in the middle of her eyebrows that was dazzling.

  "Most of my spiritual awareness and cultivation are sealed in my brow, on the long road to immortality, revealing one's sharp edges is not necessarily a wise move. Sometimes hiding one's light and biding one's time is unavoidable, it's also necessary." Wu Yun's tone was calm, but from deep within, a hint of innate arrogance seeped out.

  Hearing this, Fengli was shocked again and again.

  I always thought that Wu Yun and Yuan Ying Dao Jun were evenly matched because of their good fortune, but it turns out that it was a manifestation of his true strength. Looking at Wu Yun's pale purple robes fluttering in the windless air, Feng Ri couldn't help but curve up the corners of her lips. He is indeed worthy of being her chosen male lead, with an extraordinary bearing and a beautiful appearance. In the future, he will surely return to the void and become a revered immortal, worshipped by all people.

  In fact, the original work's Xie Yu Weng is indeed the biggest winner and a genius standing at the peak of the mountain, making people look up to him.

  It is said that great virtue is like a great valley, great white is like a great shame, great form has no shape, great vessel is late in completion, great sound is rare in voice, and great image has no form. This refers to the dance of the heavenly rain!

  Just as Feng Ri was stunned, Wuyun Zhenren took a few steps forward, swept his sleeve towards the sky, and a soft, fluffy cloud floated gently into the air at a height of several people above them.

  Wu Yun stood with his hands behind him on a cloud, gazing faintly into the wind and said, "Come up."

  "Come up." Seeing Fengli Xi motionless, Wu Yunshen repeated again, his eyebrows furrowed and his tone also became much colder.

  He glanced up at the cloud that seemed to be proud and unyielding, then looked at the cold and stern Xiāo Yuè, who was dancing in the wind with a hint of grievance on her face. He puckered his lips and said sincerely: "Master... Uncle Master, why don't you wait for me for a moment? I'll go borrow a ladder from Old Ancestor first?"

  She roughly estimated the current distance from the cloud, and felt that unless she secretly ate a can of Popeye's energy spinach, it would be difficult to climb up with her own two legs, and the technical difficulty was not ordinary.

  Of course, if this chubby cloud would condescend to float a little lower, it might be possible for her to climb up with the strength of drinking milk.

  Looking at Feng Ri Xi's extremely serious answer, Xie Wu Yan lightly touched her forehead and softly said: "The High Climbing Technique is a basic technique that can be learned as soon as one refines their Qi!"

  So, Fengri Xi quickly retreated a step back, twitching the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to automatically enter stealth mode. In his heart, however, he was wailing in despair: "Damn it, as the saying goes, I'm not afraid of tiger-like enemies, but I'm afraid of pig-like teammates!" How did she end up entering Shanjiuming's body?! With this good-for-nothing Shanjiuming as a partner, there's no way they can win!

  Searching through past lives and this life, including all the people in her writings, I'm afraid it's hard to find someone more useless than Shuang Jiuling.

  Heavens... Earth... Mary Sue...

  Her past and present dignity were all ruined by Shan Jiu Ling. Her lifelong honor was completely destroyed in his hands.

  The more I think about it, the more I hate it... The more I think about it, the more my heart bleeds... The more I think about it, the colder my heart becomes, so cold...

  Just as Fengli was beating her chest and stamping her feet, lamenting that she had met someone who didn't understand her, the True Person of Wuyun seemed to have known her embarrassment, stiffened the corner of his lips, and instantly pinched a hand seal. Suddenly, the cloud transformed into a long staircase again.

  After gazing at the cloud ladder transformed from the clouds, Feng Ri Xi suddenly felt as if his brain had been kissed by a donkey and stubbornly refused to humbly climb up the cloud ladder.

  It is said that a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. Although her dignity has fallen to the ground, when it's time to show some backbone, she still needs to show some backbone!

  Thinking of this, Fengli Xi puffed out her small chest, picked up a long bamboo pole with one hand, took a deep breath, and then, with a "do-or-die" attitude, relying on the inertia of the pole, jumped onto the big, fluffy cloud.

  Although she finally fell on the cloud with a very ungraceful posture, after all, she came up with her own 'true ability', so Fengli Xi completely ignored the strange eyes of the inner disciples who were attracted, and smiled foolishly by herself.

  "You..." looked at Feng Ri Xi with a faint and distant gaze, speechless.

  "Uh... Master Shu, you can completely ignore me, I... just had my brain nudged a bit by a pig, so I'll be making some weird movements! Heh..." Feng Li Xi explained with a slight curl of his lip as he met Wu Yun's slightly disdainful gaze.

  She nodded slightly, and Wuyun didn't bother her anymore. She pinched a hand seal, and the cloud quickly flew towards the outer gate...

  The speed was too fast for Fengli Xi to adapt, she had a very severe acrophobia, so she could only sit down on the cloud with a thud, nervously pulling up her overly long sleeves, at this time, the real Dance Cloud gazed forward with his hands behind his back, leaving only a straight back like a pine tree.

  Even if Xiǎo Wú's true form was now incredibly majestic, she couldn't enter Feng Lǐ Xī's eyes because her face had turned deathly pale and her fingernails were deeply embedded in her palm without her realizing it. Suddenly, Feng Lǐ Xī tightly hugged Xiǎo Wú's legs, trembling with fear, refusing to let go no matter what.

  In a daze, I felt my feet finally touch the ground. Feng Ri Xi was clearly unable to hold on any longer and immediately hid in a corner, his two paws grasping tightly onto the wall as he trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind: "Uh, sorry, Master Wu Yun... I have acrophobia! *gulp*..." His legs were like jelly, his whole body trembling.

  The words were not yet finished, Fengli Xi had already vomited until he was dizzy and couldn't stop...