Chapter 448: Protagonist, worried about roasted chicken
The clouds were rolling, and the sun and the moon were alternating.
In Xuanxing Sect Academy, the peach and pear trees were also decorated with pink and white petals after the early spring.
“When the heavenly peaches are ripe, pick the bait, and all the transformations will come to the heaven and earth to rejoice; the spiritual root waits for a yang to grow, and it will enter the ginseng for the same reason.”
The sound of books was lingering around.
Mr. Qi held a book in one hand and walked back and forth among the disciples in the pavilion. His eyes under his eyebrows glanced around slightly, and a killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. Then he raised his hand and slapped the snow-white back of the head.
Snap–!
“Ouch!”
Feng Yudie shrank her neck, touched the back of her head and looked back, then smiled stupidly:
“Hey hehe… Mr. Qi~~”
“Huh -” Mr. Qi sighed sincerely, “Feng girl, you are a student, right? If you don’t listen to the lectures in class, you might as well not come! Don’t think that if you improve your cultivation quickly, you can show off in front of me! If you don’t cultivate the state of mind, cultivating one’s spirit also requires cultivating one’s heart, and you will soon form a Nascent Soul! The number of heavenly spiritual roots that fell under the calamity of forming a Nascent Soul, this old man has seen with his own eyes, can’t be counted with two hands.”
“But Mr. Qi, my master has taught me your lesson before.”
Mr. Qi narrowed his eyes slightly and asked:
“Your master washed my feet, have you?”
“Uh…” Feng Yudie glanced at the ankles exposed by Mr. Qi’s trousers and saw a few leg hairs on them. She quickly lowered her head and bowed her hands in salute, “Mr. Qi, this disciple realizes her mistake!”
“It’s almost as good as Taixu…”
Mr. Qi shook his head, thought for a moment, and said:
“You, Xiao girl, and Pei girl are close, why don’t you imitate them? What are you thinking!”
Feng Yudie looked around and whispered:
“Senior Sister Xiao and Junior Sister Pei didn’t come to class today…”
“As long as they come, they will listen carefully to the class. If you don’t listen, then go out. I will be annoyed by it!”
Isn’t this too busy to panic…
Junior Sister Pei wanted to distract Ahting, Senior Sister Xiao had to practice spells on weekdays, and Xiao Tian also followed Young Master Ye to hit Gu Mingxin’s hand…
Young Master Ye seemed to be preparing to form a Nascent Soul during this period. He was squatting in his room and painting every day, even forgetting to roast chicken for her.
The day before yesterday, she went to play with Young Master Ye, and Young Master Ye directly twisted her and kicked her out…
Feng Yudie felt that everyone had something to do. She seemed to be isolated and felt depressed, so she simply came to the academy to listen to Mr. Qi’s lectures. However, what Mr. Qi taught her master was all aimed at mysteries. Master Taixu had already told her about those foundation-building disciples of the Xuanxing Sect before.
Waiting for Mr. Qi to walk over, Feng Yudie curled her lips and stuck out her tongue:
“Slightly–”
As soon as her tongue came out, Mr. Qi suddenly turned around and clamped her tongue directly:
“You are sticking out your tongue, right? These little tricks of yours are just like your master’s!”
“Oh, oh, oh, oh -”
Pulling Feng Yudie’s tongue with a little force, Mr. Qi looked at Feng Yudie holding her hand and begging for mercy. He felt that Taixu’s figure overlapped with hers. Suddenly, there was a hint of pity in his eyes, and he suddenly sighed. In one breath:
“Oh… It’s the same.”
“Um?”
“Talking about your master and disciple.”
Mr. Qi thought for a while and realized that Immortal Taixu met Yun Tianchong, and then her path to immortality ended. However, besides Feng Yudie was Young Master Ye of the Hundred Lotus Sect.
Ye Anping was much more serious than Yun Tianchong.
With Feng Yudie following him, there was no need to worry that she would follow in her master’s footsteps.
Mr. Qi was silent for a while, then looked up at the peach and pear flowers blooming in the courtyard.
In early spring, the flowers were blooming and everything was peaceful.
But it was like the calm before a storm or the reflection before the sunset.
After a few days of fermentation, the matter of the “Summoning Immortal Order” had become the most discussed topic in the Immortal family. If you go to the restaurants in the city, no matter what your cultivation level is or whether you are a casual cultivator sect disciple, almost everyone talks about Ye Anping’s “Spring of Life”.
Half a month ago, the sect leader had already explained everything to the elders of their Xuanxing Sect one by one and also issued a sect order that the disciples of the Xuanxing Sect were not allowed to discuss this matter, let alone go to the Heavenly Cloud Peak to harass Ye Anping.
Therefore, the current Xuanxing Sect was as peaceful as a pure land.
However, this general sect rule alone could suppress it for some time, but it would not suppress this matter for a month.
The “Spring of Life” was said to be so miraculous in ancient books that it could heal all things, command the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, or make a waste material with five spiritual roots ascend from the spot…
However, is it as powerful as recorded in ancient books?
Mr. Qi remained skeptical.
After all, the cultivator with the Spring of Life had never appeared before.
It might indeed be a great supernatural power, but it was not as miraculous as the legend says.
If Sun Juehu didn’t cause a big splash in the four realms, it would be impossible for things to calm down like this.
Mr. Qi took out his handkerchief with a look of disgust on his face, wiped Feng Yudie’s saliva between his fingers, scolded her, then took the book and continued to look for those disciples who traveled to the three realms:
“Either study or leave directly. Don’t sit here in a daze.”
Feng Yudie saw Mr. Qi leaving, and suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and asked:
“Mr. Qi…”
“What?”
“Can I ask about Yueying? Hehehehe…” Feng Yudie smiled shyly and said, “You just talked about Yueying cultivating his mind. Do you need to prepare anything for Yueying?”
Mr. Qi paused and asked:
“The quality of the golden core is different, and the process of childbirth is naturally different.”
“For example, what does Young Master Ye need to form a Nascent Soul?”
Hearing this, Mr. Qi couldn’t help but frown slightly, feeling a little surprised in his heart, and asked:
“Is he planning to form a Nascent Soul? Why doesn’t he ask in person? Let you ask?”
“He didn’t ask me to ask, I just wanted to ask…” Feng Yudie was stunned for a moment, bared her teeth, and said with a smile, “Mr. Qi, you are well-informed, I’ll ask for him and tell him later.”
Mr. Qi’s tone gradually became serious:
“I thought he was going to cut off his spirit and keep his cultivation at the late stage of core formation. Did he tell you that he wanted to form a Nascent Soul?”
Hearing that the tone in these words was wrong, the smile on Feng Yudie’s face gradually faded and she asked:
“Yeah, I said it. What’s wrong?”
“Ye Anping has dual spiritual roots, but he has formed the golden heavenly core. The great calamity when he forms a Nascent Soul will also be the calamity of the heavenly Nascent Soul. Forgive me, he will die when he forms a Nascent Soul.”
“…Huh?” Feng Yudie shrank her neck and said with a smile, “No way, Mr. Qi, please don’t fool me~”
Mr. Qi raised his finger and pointed at his solemn old face and asked:
“Do you think I’m joking?”
“…”
“Oh, you go back and tell him not to think about forming a Nascent Soul. The golden core of heaven is the end of the immortal road he can reach. If he had got a second-grade golden core or a third-grade golden elixir, he would not have formed a Nascent Soul. The Nascent Soul can still speak out. But he cannot survive the Nascent Soul Tribulation of Heaven.”
Feng Yudie was stunned for a while and quickly retorted:
“Mr. Qi, you can’t say you can’t just because you haven’t seen it before! Young Master Ye is very powerful!”
“I’ve seen a lot of powerful people over the past two thousand years, but I’ve also carved a lot of tombstones.”
Facing Mr. Qi’s strict master’s momentum, Feng Yudie was a little unsure and immediately retorted:
“Mr. Qi, you…”
But she was interrupted by Mr. Qi again:
“If you have time to argue with me, you might as well advise him not to think about forming a Nascent Soul.”
Mr. Qi’s eyebrows trembled slightly, he stared into Feng Yudie’s eyes and added calmly:
“If he successfully forms a Nascent Soul, I will wash his feet with my own hands.”
“…”
Feng Yudie bit her lip lightly, looking at Mr. Qi’s extremely serious face, she felt a little pain in her heart for no reason, and a feeling of worry arose spontaneously.
Although she firmly believed that Ye Anping would be fine, just like before, he was sure of victory in everything, but what the one who said this was Mr. Qi.
Mr. Qi was her master’s master.
Her master had told her before that if she went to Xuanxing Sect in the future, Mr. Qi’s words would not fall on deaf ears…
Feng Yudie hesitated for a while, then simply bowed her hands, turned around, and ran toward the door of the classroom, stepping on the flying sword and flying toward the Heavenly Cloud Peak.
After watching her leave, Mr. Qi let out a faint breath, glared at the disciples who were attracted, then walked back to the podium and sat down, looking out the window and stroking his beard:
If there is a junior who is qualified enough to let him wash his feet, it might not be a bad thing…
“Haha… Everyone will copy today’s lesson a hundred times and hand it in before noon tomorrow!”
“”” Ah?”””
“Two hundred times.”
“””Oh…”””
…
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In the triple courtyard on the mountainside of Heavenly Cloud Peak——
The pale pink peach blossom petals floated from the branches in the spring breeze and slowly landed on the young man’s shoulders like a small boat.
Accompanied by the chirping of orioles announcing spring, Ye Anping calmly sat in the shade of the peach blossom tree, concentrating his energy to control his spirit.
Because there was no room for mistakes in the matter of forming a Nascent Soul, he stayed in the triple courtyard during this period to check for any gaps in the plan.
In the game, Feng Yudie showed her spring of life during the Donghuang Incident, and then in Zu Yuan’s “Summoning Immortal Order”, Sun Juehu casually mentioned it, implying that Zu Yuan’s hand would be used to destroy Si Xuanji’s chess.
In fact, in the beginning, Ye Anping also thought that it would develop like the game now, but because of previous lessons, the current situation was completely different from the game.
After Sun Juehu came to Donghuan, she wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
The sword was the ancestral element, and the person to be killed was Si Xuanji’s most important “chess piece”.
The chess player in the game was Feng Yudie, but Ye Anping felt that it was probably him now…
Therefore, he prepared two plans.
The first plan was just like in the game, Sun Juehu reveals Feng Yudie’s appearance to Zu Yuan.
The second plan was for Sun Juehu to reveal to Zu Yuan that he was the one who had the Spirit of Life.
Now, it looked like his second plan had won the bid.
By now, the news should have spread.
Everything was ready, all he needed was the east wind.
He wrote a letter to the Hundred Lotus Sect some time ago, inviting Brother Liang to come over and reminisce about old times.
As a result, it’s been almost a week, and Brother Liang hasn’t arrived yet…
Could it be that Ahting’s painting made him angry last time, and he lost his temper and couldn’t come over?
No…
Brother Liang should not be so stingy…
Thinking of this, Ye Anping showed a helpless expression, thinking that if Liang Zhu didn’t come again, he would be the only one to take the initiative to return to the Hundred Lotus Sect.
“Sigh…”
But then again, Yunluo had calmed down a lot in the past few days.
Ever since she came back wrapped in a blanket that day, she didn’t take the initiative to get into his bed that night. He took the initiative to ask the question the day before yesterday, and Xiao Yunluo nodded hesitantly and pulled him into her bedroom.
Is it possible to learn moderation?
Or maybe it was because he had been so worried about forming a Nascent Soul these days, so she was being considerate of him?
Ye Anping was silent for a while, then looked back at Gu Mingxin’s hand, which he hung on the window eaves as a sunny doll, and Xiao Tian, who was hanging in mid-air and using Gu Mingxin’s hand as a sandbag and fell into deep thought again.
Now Junior Sister and Yunluo were in the late stage of core formation, and although Feng Yudie was still a little bit behind, it would probably be time to leave in the next few days.
While he was thinking wildly, suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door:
Bang bang bang——!
Ye Anping looked surprised. Thinking that Liang Zhu was here, he quickly got up and tidied his clothes, walked over, and opened the door:
“Young Master Ye…”
Then, it closed.
“…”
Bang bang bang——! Bang bang bang!!
Because of the restriction, the triple courtyard was very soundproof, but there would still be sounds when knocking on the door.
Ye Anping raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, and a vein suddenly appeared on his forehead. He also opened the door, twisted his eyebrows looked at Feng Yudie outside the door, and asked:
“What’s the matter? I don’t have time to cook roast chicken for you these days.”
“Ah…” Feng Yudie was stunned for a moment and replied in a low voice, “It’s not roast chicken.”
“…What is that?”
Feng Yudie pressed her chin and looked at her weakly:
“It’s about forming a Nascent Soul. I want to ask you.”
“It’s still early for you to form a Nascent Soul, and you have the blood of the Holy Emperor, the Spring of life, and the Heavenly Spirit Root. What do you need to ask? How you form the core is how you form the Nascent Soul. This time it’s the Xuanxing Sect. If you have nothing to do, just run to me and ask me to cook you roasted chicken and practice swordsmanship with you. Didn’t you see that I was very worried about the ‘Summoning Immortal Order’ recently?”
Seeing Ye Anping scolding her face to face, Feng Yudie felt like she was stuttering. She held it in for a long time intermittently before speaking out:
“Ah no… It’s not… It’s not me! It’s about you forming a Nascent Soul!!”
“…”
This time it was Ye Anping’s turn to be mute. His eyes met Feng Yudie’s through the door frame.
After a long time, he asked:
“…What happened to me forming a Nascent Soul?”
“Mr. Qi said that you can’t form a Nascent Soul, and you will die…”
“Mr. Qi?” Ye Anping frowned, “How did he know that I was planning to form a Nascent Soul?”
“I asked.”
“…”
“I just asked casually. I thought it was nothing, but Mr. Qi said you couldn’t form a Nascent Soul, and he made a bet with me on washing your feet.”
?
“Ah?”
“Yes, my master also said before that once Mr. Qi speaks, I must not turn a deaf ear, so… So, so, so, so…”
“…So?”
“…I’m a little worried.”
“…”
The two looked at each other’s faces, and after the word “Worry”, there was no sound.
Suddenly, a spring breeze swept through Ye Anping’s ears and hair and also dyed his cheeks a touch of spring peach pink…
Feng Yudie pursed her lips and added with a silly smile:
“I’m worried that I won’t be able to eat the roast chicken you cooked in the future, hehe.”
“…”
Xiao Tian’s voice came from the direction of Ah Gu’s right hand. He looked at the two people at the door with faces as if they were suffering from polio, and followed Feng Yudie’s silly laughter:
“Hey hey hey…”
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