Chapter 25

After entering the state of mind-observation, as long as you don’t use a lot of immortal energy, it will be difficult to feel the sleepiness and fatigue that you often feel as a mortal.

Feixing sat on the railing and looked at the moon, and looked at Yushuang’s house from time to time.

After Zheng Huai’en left, Danfeng came back and learned that he had rejected Zheng Huai’en’s invitation. When she asked for the reason, Feixing told her that he was not mature yet and wanted to see more of the world before making a decision. The Yuanhai Sword Sect sank to the bottom of the sea, and once you become its disciple, you can’t easily get out.

Everyone has their own ambitions, and Danfeng couldn’t say anything about it, but he couldn’t help but feel a lot of emotions in his heart. After all, this is a great immortal fate that can’t be sought.

Feixing stared at the moon in a daze, occasionally thinking about Xinhe’s affairs but couldn’t think of a result. Unknowingly, the sky gradually brightened.

At dawn.

With a click, the door opened and Yushuang walked out of the house.

“You idiot.” She said with a smile: “Even if you refuse, you shouldn’t be so sure. Can you say a few nice words to help Zheng Huai’en and the Yuanhai Sword Sect get along well?” She complained, her eyes were filled with worry, her brows were cold with sorrow, and Feixing said: “The Immortal is right.” The Immortal was finally willing to see her. Seeing the smile in his eyes, Yu Shuang was silent for a moment, and said softly:

“I only practice my sect’s skills, and I can’t pass it on to you, and I can’t teach you much.”

“Master, don’t worry about it. There are many skills circulating in the world, I will find some to practice.”

When Fei Xing chatted with those casual cultivators without sects, he learned that various skills were circulating in the world, including unique skills that destroyed sects, skills created by casual cultivators of high realms, and various long-standing magical powers that could not be traced back to their origins...

Thousands of skills have different difficulties, different schools, and many types. As for how to obtain them, it depends on personal luck.

There is a stable way - the auctions of various chambers of commerce on Penglai Fairy Island, but Fei Xing has nothing at present, so he doesn’t have to think about it.

Also, if you practice by yourself, there will be no trace to be found, no one to help, and the skills are complicated, and some of them are contradictory, so you need to choose carefully. The big and small sects at least have their own factions, and they have the help of elders. If they can join a good sect, no one will choose to be a casual cultivator.

Yu Shuang still felt that it was inappropriate. Fei Xing saw that she was hesitant, and changed the subject and asked:

“Why didn’t the master want to see me two days ago?”

“It’s because...!”

Yu Shuang felt ashamed and angry when she recalled the situation that day.

Fei Xing said: “If it’s because of what happened that day, it’s human nature. The master doesn’t need to take it to heart, and it’s all because of the magic flower that caused...”

Yu Shuang’s face was slightly different, and she felt the hot blood rushing to her neck. She turned around and interrupted him:

“Don’t mention it again!”

Fei Xing had to shut up, and then told her that he was gradually able to refine the magic flower.

Yu Shuang felt a stone fall from her heart after hearing this. She was secretly happy, and at the same time surprised that she had unconsciously taken this matter so seriously.

Obviously, it was just out of goodwill at the beginning--

“What are you talking about?”

Dan Feng appeared in the corridor, looked at Yu Shuang and Fei Xing, and said:

“Senior sister, you are finally willing to see him, what happened before?”

In front of her junior sister, Yu Shuang quickly transformed into her usual cold appearance, and said softly:

“I just want him to be more independent.”

She said to Fei Xing again:

“It’s just two days since we last met, there’s nothing to worry about.”

“Senior sister is right.”

Dan Feng walked over, looked at Fei Xing and said:

“Feixing, what will you do if Senior Sister retreats for a year or two in the future?”

Feixing blinked, his memory now only covers the days of the first 100 days, it is indeed a bit difficult to imagine not seeing Yu Shuang for a year or two.

“Hehe~”

Seeing his dazed look, Dan Feng covered his mouth and chuckled, and said to Yu Shuang:

“Senior sister, I think he seems to be in love with his mother.”

Dan Feng didn’t know the inside story of the two, so he said this.

Yushuang lowered her eyes when she heard this, and felt strange inside, thinking that there was no mother and child in the world who could have what happened between her and Feixing!

The sun rose in the east.

The sound of a drop of ink sounded between heaven and earth, and gradually spread.

The heart river drawn by Xuanyangzi disappeared.

A day and a night had passed.

The disciples wrote down the answers they had thought of, and walked out of the restrictions one after another, communicating with their peers and the immortals of their own sects. For a while, it was extremely noisy and bustling.

On the way back, the disciples of Lingsu Sword Sect surrounded the two immortals Danfeng and Changyi, who were approachable, and exchanged their own feelings. Feixing and Yushuang walked not far away.

The road was full of spiritual trees on both sides, and fairy flowers bloomed even in winter, which were naturally scattered and colorful.

Feixing’s eyes fell on one side.

“Imperial, this is the flower I gave you before.”

Yushuang looked up and saw the flowers hanging on the branches like snow.

“This is Snow Mountain Tea, also known as Jade Beauty.”

She still remembered that Feixing said at the time that he felt that this flower was very suitable for her.

Pieces of snow petals were stacked into a bowl shape, fresh and full, elegant and refined.

In Feixing’s eyes, she looked like this.

Yushuang’s eyes moved, and she waved her sleeves without saying a word, and the Snow Mountain Tea that Feixing had given her before appeared in her hand.

Feixing was surprised:

“The Immortal is still keeping it?”

“All plants and trees have feelings, I can’t bear to abandon it.”

Yushuang said casually, but in fact she carefully nourished the flowers with fairy spirit day and night to ensure the freshness of the flowers.