Chapter 15

“Hmm...”

In the early morning, Yangchun woke up, opened her eyes, and saw Feixing’s profile.

Feixing seemed to be pulled, slightly sideways, and she was lying on Feixing’s shoulder, burying her head in Feixing’s neck, her forehead pressed tightly against his cheek, one hand holding his arm between her bulging breasts, the other hand covering his face, and her two feet tightly clamping his thighs.

Feixing’s brows were slightly frowned, because there was a hand covering his mouth and he was tightly hugged, his breathing seemed not very smooth.

Yangchun almost used her fairy spirit to shake him off the bed, but fortunately she reacted and held back, and then hurriedly separated her body from him.

When loosening her legs, Yangchun’s eyes inevitably fell on the bulge between Feixing’s legs.

She was stunned immediately, staring straight at the tent.

“Hmm...”

At this moment, Feixing seemed to wake up from his deep sleep because of her actions, and hummed lightly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a white shadow flashing before his eyes, and then he opened the door and left quickly.

Feixing blinked and rubbed his eyes, realizing that it should be Yangchun Zhenren.

He stood up and took a breath for a while, got out of bed and washed himself, cleaned the bed that still had the lingering fragrance of Yangchun, and went out to Yushuang’s room next door.

“Zhenren.”

“Come in.” A cold voice came from inside the door.

Feixing entered the room, and Yushuang was sitting cross-legged on the bed with her eyes closed. Her expression was still so familiar and indifferent, which made people feel at ease.

Since Yushuang taught him the immortal art that day, he has been practicing in the same room with Yushuang. Now that they are separated, he is a little uncomfortable, so he came to greet her after waking up.

Yushuang said, “Later, my disciples will meet for a discussion. You can go with me and watch carefully.”

“Yes.”

“How is your practice going?”

Feixing said, “I have some insights today. I think I will soon break through.”

“When it comes to practice, haste makes waste. You should keep the immortal energy in your body and don’t be anxious.” Yushuang said softly, sweeping her immortal consciousness over him.

Hmm?

Yushuang opened her eyes and looked at him.

The time to enter the realm of six consciousnesses is not fixed. Some people can suddenly realize the Tao, while others need several days. The difference is more about luck than talent.

Only after entering the realm of six consciousnesses and truly embarking on the immortal path, can one’s talent be fully utilized.

Since Feixing correctly opened the six consciousnesses on the night he was taught the immortal art, Yushuang no longer used immortal consciousness to check on him after entering the realm of six consciousnesses.

After all, after the Six Senses, it is just a simple accumulation of immortal energy. When it reaches a certain amount, it will naturally break through the middle and late realms. There is nothing to see.

However——

The amount of immortal energy in Feixing’s body does not seem to be what a person in the initial stage of the Six Senses would have.

Is he already in the late stage of the Six Senses?

Yushuang was a little uncertain. She carefully checked the immortal energy in his body and confirmed that it was not just taken in by the body without care, but was used for his own use after settling down.

It would take at least a year for ordinary people to enter the Six Senses to the late stage, even if they devote themselves to the immortal spring and take pills every day, but why did he do it so quickly?

Is it the influence of the magic flower? But he has not given up the magic way, and there is no magic energy in his body ... Could it be that he has an extraordinary origin and was born with such a rare talent in the world?

“Master?”

Seeing Yushuang looking at him for a long time without speaking, Feixing couldn’t help but feel a little worried.

Is there something wrong with him?

“You just said that you have some insights and are about to break through. Are you breaking through to the state of mind-observation?”

“Yes.” Feixing nodded, “Is there anything wrong with that?”

He looked at Yushuang and stared at her.

“Nothing wrong.”

Yushuang suddenly turned her head away, and after a moment of silence, she slowly said:

“If you can successfully refine the magic flower, you can go to Donghuang Immortal Gate to try it out.”

“Try what?”

“Of course, to see if you can become my disciple.”

Feixing was slightly stunned.

“This...”

“Donghuang Xianmen is the leader of the immortal way. They organized the Meixian Meeting this time. This place is as prosperous as a fairyland. The people who received us yesterday were all in the Jindan realm, which shows this. If you can successfully become a disciple, you will naturally have no shortage of magic weapons and elixirs, and there are also profound and wonderful methods. Maybe you can reach the Mahayana realm, or even ascend to the immortal world and live as long as the heaven and earth.”

Yushuang rarely spoke for such a long time. It can be said that she told Feixing earnestly that becoming a disciple of Donghuang Xianmen would be beneficial and harmless. If you can become a disciple, you will rise to prominence.

However, Feixing remained silent.

Yushuang said: “Entering the immortal path is to seek longevity. Why are you hesitating?”

“If you become a disciple of Donghuang Xianmen...”

Feixing lowered his eyes and whispered:

“You will have to separate from the real person.”

His voice was flat, just narrating his reluctance in a flat manner.

Yushuang’s eyes fell on his face, and her cherry lips were slightly open.

“Senior sister.”

The voice of the real person Danfeng sounded at the door.

“It’s about time.”

Yu Shuang came back to her senses.

“Okay, let them get ready to go.”

Dan Feng went downstairs, and more than 20 immortal sounds entered every room like flying swords. After a while, figures flew out of the room and fell gracefully.

“Let’s talk about this later. Come with me first.” Yu Shuang stood up and said.

She lowered her eyes while speaking, and I don’t know what she was thinking.

The sun rises in the East China Sea and the morning clouds rise. The flowers and dew have not yet disappeared, and the birds are chirping.

Disciples from all four directions lined up, ready to compete.

The nameless mountain is full of Longyou plum trees, some of which have bloomed early. The pale yellow stamens are like golden dew, dotted among the snow-white petals, and admired by tourists.

There is a fairly large flat area on the mountainside, which looks like a trace of a giant axe chopping the mountain. Disciples from the four sects each occupy one side and are ready to fight.

Youth has its advantages. Even if it is just a competition, they will be extremely serious.

Chang Yi discussed with several real people from the other three sects for a while, and the competition began.