Chapter 17

Afternoon.

Countless blue birds flew to various pavilions with flowing light, notifying various sects of the specific content of the Meixianhui competition.

Yushuang, Danfeng, and Changyi went out to investigate and understand.

It snowed heavily again, falling on the waterside boats, but could not float into the pavilions where the sects were temporarily staying. It seemed that there was a natural ban that isolated these celestial phenomena.

So there was snow on all sides of the building, but the building was not stained at all, as clean as before.

Feixing stayed in the house, sitting cross-legged on the couch like Yushuang.

His consciousness was sinking in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Since the six senses were fully opened, even when not practicing, the immortal energy will automatically flow into the body.

The immortal energy flowed into the lake like streams, and the lake was a little bigger than yesterday, with a tendency to turn into a river and sea.

Although the competition of disciples from the four sects made Feixing gain more knowledge, it did not give him much insight.

On the other hand, the fight between the Holy Maiden of the Frost Cult and the young man of the Abyssal Sword Cult that day was shorter, but the moves were much more compact. The attacks and defenses changed several times, which was dazzling.

Ripples suddenly appeared on the calm lake.

The ripples became more and more, forming a huge vortex in the center of the lake.

The next moment, the world suddenly turned upside down!

The water rose thousands of feet, and a wave rose and fell horizontally, rolling up the lake water, turning it into a waterspout, roaring between heaven and earth.

For a moment, it seemed that there were dragons and tigers roaring in the waves, beasts galloping, and birds chirping——

Suddenly, everything was silent.

The world was restored, and the lake in the center condensed into a spring, and it was as calm as before.

Compared with the lake water, the spring pulp was quite viscous, but it was extremely clear and you could see the bottom.

Feixing opened his eyes.

He entered the state of observing the mind.

To observe the mind is to see the original mind clearly.

His heart was clear and pure, and he could see everything at a glance, so there was no natural obstruction.

It was just that the noises in his sea of ​​consciousness just now came from nowhere, and they really surprised him.

Once he entered the state of mind-observation, as long as there was immortal energy to absorb, he could go without food and sleep for a month.

Suddenly, a red flower fell into the center of the spring.

Feixing’s sea of ​​consciousness was black and white.

This red flower was like a touch of blood from his heart, and it was extremely dazzling in this world.

It was the Drunken Immortal Love Flower.

The joy that had just emerged in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Calm down, calm down...

Now that he has reached the state of mind-observation, the immortal energy in his body is more concentrated, why not try to refine the magic flower?

Such a thought appeared in his mind.

No, if he failed and something went wrong, and now that the real person is not here, it may cause a disaster.

Feixing carefully sensed the magic flower, and saw that the magic flower was floating quietly in the immortal spring, neither absorbing immortal energy nor emitting anything, as if it was asleep and motionless.

He felt his body again - it seemed that there was no change.

His perception ability was stronger.

Not only the fairy spirit, but also the number of people standing at his door was clear to him.

Yes, someone is coming.

Dong Dong -

There was a knock on the door.

It was rare for his door to be knocked.

Let’s put the matter of the magic flower aside for the time being and make plans after the real person comes back.

Feixing got up and went to open the door.

When the door opened, several female disciples were standing outside the room.

One leaned against the door, with a shy look on her face, one was shy and happy, with a smile on her face, one was looking at him curiously with big eyes, and one was facing him sideways, not caring much, but glancing at him from time to time.

The other people also had different expressions, but they all seemed to be very curious about him.

These disciples are all young girls. In terms of appearance and figure, although some of them can be considered promising in the future, at present, compared with Yushuang, Danfeng and the others, they are really a starlight compared to the bright moon, even if they are far behind Yangchun.

Of course, they have practiced for several years after all, and their skin is smooth and beautiful.

It’s just that Feixing has been with Yushuang for a long time, and he just saw the beautiful face of the Holy Maiden of the Tianshuang Sect in the morning.

Or maybe he ate too well.

Feixing asked:

“What do you want?”

Several mouths asked a bunch of different questions at the same time:

“Your name is Feixing?”

“Were you brought back by Uncle Yushuang?”

“What is your relationship with Uncle Yushuang?”

“Where are you from?”

“What kind of food do you like to eat?”

“Can you use the swordsmanship of my sect?”

“Is the young master married?”

“...”

After they finished asking, their expressions were different, and they said to each other:

“Why are you asking so directly?”

“What kind of stupid question are you asking!”

“With such noise, how can he hear clearly!”

Since these disciples who came to Meixianhui are all carefully selected outstanding ones, they are naturally the direct disciples of these real people of the same generation as Yushuang. They don’t need to call Yushuang real people, just call them uncle.

Except Yangchun.

Because Yangchun doesn’t allow them to call him uncle, but call him sister.

Feixing blinked, subconsciously took a half step back, and said:

“My name is Feixing, I have lost my memory, and it was Yushuang, Danfeng, and Guangsha who were kind enough to bring me to this fairyland. I don’t have any favorite dishes, and I have never learned your swordsmanship.”

He hesitated for a moment and added: “I have never been married. Hmm.”

“Uncle Guangsha was kind enough?”

They seemed to have heard something incredible, and they all opened their eyes wide.

Someone said: “Uncle Guangsha might also be fascinated by his appearance.”

“What about Uncle Danfeng?”

They all started to tease, and for a while, the sound of sweet words and swallows was endless.

“What is it?”

“It was also because of his...”

He suddenly stopped talking halfway.

The disciples stopped laughing and their eyes fell on the figure downstairs.

Amidst the flying snow, a figure jumped up and landed in the corridor, looking at them with a smile.

The spring fragrance appeared in the snow, which made people’s eyes brighten.

It was Master Danfeng.

The female disciples bowed their heads, and Dan Feng Zhenren taught them seriously:

“Why are you gossiping here instead of taking this opportunity to improve your realm?”

Her eyes and voice were not harsh, but still very moving.

“Fortunately, I heard it. If your uncle Yushuang heard it, you would have suffered today. Why don’t you go back to practice?”

“Yes——”

The disciples bowed their heads and went back to the house. Two of them looked back at Feixing reluctantly.

Feixing felt that Yushuang Zhenren would not pay attention to their gossip.

But he might mention it to Guangsha Zhenren after he went back.

Then they would really suffer.

“Excuse me.” Dan Feng sighed like a teacher with good intentions: “Junior disciples always can’t control their minds, what can we do about it.” Fei Xing said: “The book says that young people are always energetic and love to see the colorful world. This is human nature. They will naturally be at peace when they grow up. You don’t have to worry.” “That’s true.” Dan Feng walked over and changed the subject: “But aren’t you very patient? I heard from my senior sister that since she taught you the fairy art, you have been practicing every day.” “This...” Fei Xing didn’t know how to answer. He couldn’t say that he was afraid of being eroded by the magic flower, so he was very serious about improving his realm as soon as possible. Seeing Fei Xing wanting to say something but couldn’t answer, Dan Feng couldn’t help laughing, as if a bright light appeared in the long night. “How did you sense the sneak attack of the Frost Saint that day?” “Huh?” Fei Xing looked a little surprised. Dan Feng smiled and said, “Others can’t hear it, but can I not hear your voice?”