Go out and try 50 times

  In a daze, I suddenly felt a white silk handkerchief falling from the wind, which was as light as if it had no weight, covering my face. In an instant, everything around me became blurred, and in front of me, I only saw her exquisite and elegant figure vaguely dancing in the snowflakes.

  "Master!" Fengli Xi anxiously called out in a low voice.

  However, Xi Yue didn't respond. He just stared fixedly at the woman covered with a silk handkerchief, looking at her long eyelashes as black as a crow's feathers, which kept trembling due to anxiety. After a long while, he slowly leaned in again, and through the thin silk handkerchief, he pressed his cool lips onto hers. A layer of thin gauze separated them, an intimate yet unreachable distance.

  In the daze, Feng Li Xi only felt that his lips were dancing on her cheek, separated by a thin layer of gauze, and his nose tip was touching hers. The scorching breaths of each other seemed to be sprinkled on each other's face, and the unique faint fragrance on his body was transmitted into her through the thin gauze and the lips that were stuck together...

  Just as Feng Ri Xi was at a loss due to the ambiguous contact, Xie Wu Yan's clear and cold voice instantly entered her mind through spiritual connection, "Calm your heart and quiet your energy, don't let your thoughts be restless! Actively absorb the Yuan Yang Jing Qi I'm transmitting to you!"

  The soft and clear voice of Xī Yuè easily soothed the restless heart that was floating in the wind. She stopped struggling and followed her master's guidance, feeling the endless flow of yuan yang energy pouring into her body...

  It's been almost a month since Fengli Xi fully recovered from her injuries, and as a result, she missed the wedding of the leader of the Wu tribe, Wei Ruosu. Even her return to the Ling Xiao Sect was delayed due to her physical condition, the top-grade female immortal.

  She is now only one step away from building her foundation, and if she can find the right opportunity, it's possible for her to build her foundation at any time. After some thought, Fengli Xi still decided not to return to Ling Xiao Sect with Xue Wu Yan and others.

  After bidding farewell to Xi Yue Wu, Feng Li Xi left the Witch tribe's sacred land alone, carrying the transmission belt.

  But unexpectedly, when she just walked down from the conveyor belt, Yun Shu was seen holding his sword by the roadside as if waiting for someone.

  Due to some previous entanglements, Fengli Xi decided to ignore him and turn a blind eye. Just as she was about to brush past him, Yun Shu blocked her path with his sword.

  "What do you mean?" Feng Lixi stood still, casting a disdainful glance at Yun Shu.

  Anyway, now that Huai Yu and Wu are not around, and they're not from the same sect, she doesn't mind having another duel with this defeated subordinate in front of her.

  "You should call me Second Master!" Yun Shu also ignored Feng Li Xi's arrogance and irrationality, directly throwing a storage bag into her arms.

  "A little man, suitable for being my second senior brother?" Feng Li Xi held the storage bag and asked mockingly, "What is this?"

  "Master gave it to you!" Yun Shu said with a bit of resentment.

  He and Shanjuling, Mo Junya were all accepted as disciples on the same day, but their master showed special favor to this little sister. How could he not feel jealous? Moreover, he had a grudge against this little sister since his early years, so in addition to feeling jealous, he also felt resentful towards her.

  Upon hearing this, Fengli Xi was taken aback for a moment. He then opened his storage bag and sent a strand of spiritual sense inside...

  After rummaging through the storage bag, I was shocked again and again in the wind.

  In this storage bag, there are at least several thousand high-quality spirit stones and several thousand spiritual symbols. Each symbol contains the sword intent of Xi Yue Wu Yun. There are also several talismans that contain Xi Yue Wu Yun's strongest secret - "Mirror Flower Water Moon". The difference between these talismans and ordinary ones lies in the fact that they must be refined with the practitioner's own blood essence. As is well known, a cultivator's blood essence is extremely precious. Unless it's someone they hold in high esteem, cultivators would never give away talismans imbued with their own blood essence to others!

  In shock, Feng Li Xi couldn't help but admit that this cheap master had taken out everything he had and given it to her. Anyway, since he was willing to give, she would unscrupulously accept it all without any reservations.

  Carefully put the storage bag into the ring, Fengli Xi did not want to have any more entanglements with Yun Shu, and walked away directly.

  But unexpectedly, he was stopped by Yun Shu again.

  "What exactly do you want to do?" Feng Li Xi angrily asked, impatiently glancing at Yun Shu.

  "I'm just looking for an opportunity to break through the middle stage of foundation building. Let's travel together!" Yun Shu said expressionlessly, "This is also what Master meant!"

  "Suit yourself!" Fengli Xi gritted his teeth and said through clenched jaws.

  Since everyone said it was the master's intention, she couldn't directly refuse, so let him follow along then! In case something happens, at least there'll be someone to take the blame. Thinking this way, Feng Ri Xi smiled softly and finally felt relieved in her heart.

  Yun Shu gazed at Feng Li Xi's soft and beautiful smile, but suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, and involuntarily halted in her tracks...

  Just then, a cry of "Ah!" was heard, and before Feng Rixi could react, Yun Shu, who had just been a few steps away from her, was crushed to the ground by a massive object that fell from the sky.

  At a glance, all he saw was a delicate and handsome young man sitting on Yun Shu's chest muscles in a daze, while Yun Shu, who was being pressed to the ground by him, had a dark face at this moment, almost spitting out old blood. Feng Li Xi released a strand of divine consciousness to probe the young man, and for a moment, he was shocked beyond measure.

  The young man in front of him is actually a mortal from birth? The latest chapter of Shang Tian Tai!

  In this vast spiritual realm, although people with top-grade spiritual roots are rare, those with pseudo-spiritual roots like four or five spiritual roots are still everywhere to be found. But a young man like the one before me... without even half a spiritual root, is truly as rare as a phoenix feather or a unicorn horn, and probably has an even lower probability of appearing than someone with a mixed yuan spiritual root.

  "For crying out loud, won't you get up already? How long do you plan on pinning me down?" Seeing the handsome young man still with a bewildered expression and no intention of getting up, Yun Shu finally couldn't help but curse loudly.

  Upon hearing this, the young man finally came back to his senses and hastily scrambled to his feet, not forgetting to trample on Yun Shu's feet twice in the process.

  Seeing this scene, Fengri Xi endured and endured... finally couldn't help it... burst out laughing...

  Looking at the cloud's relaxed and comfortable appearance, Feng Li suddenly felt a sense of ease and comfort for no reason...

  But unexpectedly, her laughter attracted the angry gaze of two people opposite her.

  Fengli Xi continued to smile and said, "What's wrong with that? I was born with this smiling face, are you saying I'm not allowed to smile?"

  "Hmph..." Yun Shu got up, brushed off the dust on his body, and decided to ignore Feng Li Xi.

  "You should be in the Witch's Holy Land now... Why did you come out on your own?" Suddenly, Yun Shu drew his long sword and placed it at the young man's neck without any courtesy.

  "I... I want to go with her!" But unexpectedly, the young man completely ignored the threat on his neck, pointed at Windriss with a calm and collected face, and said seriously.

  "No way! You're now the Five Phases Master of the Witch Tribe! How can you go out and progress together with my junior sister?" Yun Shu shook his head and said.

  At these words, Fengli Xi was shocked again.

  The young man in front of him was actually the fifth concubine that Xi Yue Ruo Su had just married?!

  She vaguely remembered that this man had only appeared once in her life, which was on the day of Xi Yue's wedding, and after that, he was never mentioned again in her life.

  Because of the low status of this male concubine, even a passerby would outrank him, so Fengli Xi didn't bother to describe him in detail, merely sketching his appearance and not even bothering to give him a name.

  At this moment, the man who should have become a passerby is actually following her with dignity, and strangely, he is born with ordinary bones, which makes Feng Li feel inexplicably uneasy.

  "Are you leaving or not? Otherwise I'll take you back to the Witch Tribe's sacred land right now!" Seeing the young man staring straight at Feng Ri Xi, yet seemingly ignoring him, Yun Shu couldn't help but say in a flustered tone.

  This time, the young man seemed to have felt Yun Shu's determination and finally left reluctantly, looking back several times.

  Seeing the young man's reluctance to part, the wind shook its head and threw away the unease he had brought her. She called out Xiao Bai and left with a flourish...

  It was actually Fengli Xi's first time leaving the sect and venturing out alone in search of opportunities.

  Along the way, Feng Lixi didn't forget to carefully observe everything around her while sightseeing and having fun, fearing that she might miss some great opportunities if she wasn't careful. As for the Wuzong Sacred Land, it's true that there were great opportunities to be found, but since she was seriously injured, by the time she recovered from her injuries and went to search for those opportunities, they would have long been gone. According to the plot setting, the great opportunity of the Wuzong tribe should have ultimately fallen into Mo Junya's hands, but this time, after encountering a suspected transmigrator named Ling Xi in the Wuzong tribe, Feng Lixi wouldn't necessarily think that the great opportunity must have been obtained by Mo Junya. It's also possible that it was obtained by Ling Xi instead.

  She shook her head and stopped guessing. Since that great opportunity didn't belong to her, it wasn't her business who would finally get it either.

  As they were about to pass through a bustling market ahead, Feng Xi stopped in his tracks and decided to try their luck at the market.

  As soon as he entered the market, Fengli was shocked by the prosperous and bustling scene in front of him. Along the street were neat and orderly shops and stalls, while the vendors were all cultivators with a certain level of cultivation. When he sent out his divine sense to explore, he found that the vast majority of the stall owners' cultivation levels were above the seventh layer of Qi Refining, and a small number of them had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage or higher.

  Those shop owners with high cultivation didn't have any airs about them and were always warmly welcoming customers.

  Fengli Xi shrunk Xiaobai down to a smaller size and held it in her arms as she walked along the street... Due to Xiaobai's exceptionally unusual appearance, many cultivators stopped to admire it, and seeing that Xiaobai was about to get angry, Fengli Xi immediately stroked its fur and said, "Calm down! Don't provoke any trouble!"

  Xiaobai gave Feng Rixi a glance, closed his eyes, and lay down in her arms, silent.

  At this moment, a shop selling antiques and calligraphy along the street caught Fengli's attention. She stepped inside and carefully examined the items on display.

  The owner of this store is a monk in his middle age, with two small mustaches and a smile that's as bright as the spring sunshine.

  The enthusiastic and hospitable businessman saw that Feng Lixun was dressed in a unique and elegant manner, and immediately went forward to introduce this and that with great enthusiasm.

  However, Feng Li Xi pretended not to hear and just kept searching for something within herself.

  Before long, from a pile of inferior porcelain, Fengli Xi picked up a jade jug and began to play with it in her hand.

  Seeing the noble guest disdain his own top-grade treasure and instead hold the most inconspicuous jade pot in his hand, a hint of puzzlement flashed across the shopkeeper's face.

  The owner's reaction fell into Fengli's eyes. She smiled faintly and remained silent.

  That jade pot looks ordinary and has no spiritual energy at all, no wonder the store owner classified it as a lower-grade item. However, this jade pot contains a large amount of yuan yang essence, if Feng Li Xi wasn't overly sensitive to yuan yang, he naturally wouldn't have discovered this point either.

  Nowadays, she can't cultivate by spitting out the spiritual energy on her own, but she can absorb and transform the primordial yang energy into spiritual power to aid in her cultivation, so this jade flask might be useless to anyone else, but to her it's a top-grade treasure.

  "This shopkeeper, I wonder how many spirit stones this jade pot needs?" Feng Lixi smiled and opened his mouth.

  "This... we were given away with other items!" The shopkeeper said with difficulty.

  Knowing what was on the shopkeeper's mind, Fengliu Xi didn't take offense, and put down the jade pot to carefully examine other items instead.

  Finally, Fengri took a stylish mid-grade item and gave the shopkeeper a high-grade spirit stone, also packing up the jade pot to take away.

  Dai Fengli walked out of the store, but saw several Taoist priests in gray and white robes entering the store just now.

  Those monks glanced over, dignified and majestic, with a demeanor of clear wind in their sleeves. The tall monk at the front searched through the low-grade items for half a day but found nothing. He then grabbed the shopkeeper and asked, "Two days ago someone sold a jade pot to your store, where is it now?"

  "It was just...just bought by a young and beautiful female cultivator!" Seeing that these few cultivators were all above him, the shopkeeper honestly told the truth, not daring to hide anything.

  At these words, the leading monk's long and narrow eyes flashed with an unclear emotion, "Female cultivator?"