Before the time came, the sound of the pipa came from the distant stage. Looking out from the private room window, several immortal fairies descended from the sky, causing bursts of cheers.
On the other hand, in the private room, it was dead silence.
The house was burning with incense, Ji Chaoyun sat quietly opposite Feng Qi, his eyes unconsciously swept over the plates of exquisite cakes in front of him.
Feng Qi leaned against the back of the chair and stretched out, looking at Ji Chaoyun's appearance, the corner of his mouth could hardly hide a smile: "Eat what you want, I bought it for you."
"… No need to."
Feng Qi did not force him, raised his hand to pour tea for the two of them, and fell silent again.
Ji Chaoyun stared at the curling water vapor in the tea, and asked softly, "You... why are you here?"
"If you don't go home, shouldn't I come to you?" Feng Qi raised his brows and said sourly, "I didn't fall asleep after you left, and I waited for someone at Wenqu Peak for two hours before I asked someone to inquire. I know that people came down the mountain early to have fun. What else can I do other than chasing after them?"
He leaned forward and stared at Ji Chaoyun: "Why did I tell you this morning?"
"..."
Feng Qi urged in a low voice, "Speaking, how did I explain it?"
"After the lottery, I will return to Qufeng, wake you up and help me change the medicine, and then go to the spring behind the house to sit quietly for two hours." Ji Chaoyun pursed his lips and whispered, "But I'm really healed. ."
Feng Qi snorted coldly, noncommittal.
"I didn't lie to you, I was like this before." Ji Chaoyun explained, "As long as you don't waste your spiritual power, it won't be affected. It's just an accident in the secret realm."
Feng Qi looked at him thoughtfully: "In the past... when you were doing something, you used your cultivation to suppress it?"
"Yes."
Feng Qi: "What about your Phoenix clan god, he doesn't care about you?"
"What nonsense are you talking about, I didn't know him before—" Ji Chaoyun frowned, his cheeks were slightly hot, and he couldn't continue.
That is not.
There was a hint of secret joy in Feng Qi's heart. Ever since he heard the unfamiliar name in the secret realm, the lingering annoyance has also eased a lot.
He suddenly had a dry mouth, took a sip of tea, and smiled covertly: "Sorry, just ask."
Ji Chaoyun lowered his head and didn't answer.
His complexion is cold and white, and he rarely shows warm colors on weekdays. Only when he is shy, he will start a little pink from the tip of his ears, and slowly spread to the side of his face with the degree of depth, and he looks particularly good-looking.
Feng Qi's heart moved slightly and said, "You don't want to change the way of restraint?"
Ji Chaoyun just made up his mind to reach out to touch the cakes, when he heard Feng Qi speak, his hand paused in the air: "What did you say?"
Feng Qi stared at the clear and ignorant eyes of the other party, resisting the urge to blurt out. He took another sip of tea and said expressionlessly: "...It's alright, eat quickly, and go back with me after eating."
"… Oh."
Ji Chaoyun touched a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and ate it quietly.
Immortals do not need food, but no one stipulates that immortals cannot have the desire to eat. Changyuanxie's pastries are well-known far and near, with a wide variety of pastries, which are brought here from the mortal world.
The sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cake is soft and glutinous, but not greasy. When you bite into it, the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus overflows between your lips and teeth.
Ji Chaoyun ate slowly, and occasionally the residue stuck to his lips, so he stretched out the tip of his tongue and rolled it quickly. The tip of the pale pink tongue flashed past and hid in those soft and crystal thin lips.
A crack appeared on Feng Qitian's seamless expression.
Ji Chaoyun didn't notice the other party's abnormality at all. He ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake slowly, and his eyes were still looking for the table quietly.
Feng Qi paid close attention to each other's eyes, and went back and forth between the lotus candy cake, the hibiscus cake, the taro cake cake and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Finally, after eating the last bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, he reached out to the cake.
Feng Qi couldn't hold back and laughed softly.
Ji Chaoyun looked up at him: "What are you laughing at?"
"It's okay." Feng Qi endured it, but couldn't help but ask, "Did that guy never buy these for you?"
In the cave that day, he didn't even hear the name that Qing Ji Chaoyun shouted, and he wasn't interested in asking his rival's name.
Ji Chaoyun stopped and said helplessly, "We haven't seen each other for three hundred years."
"Oh, that's right." Feng Qi responded.
That's fine too. Feng Qi thought proudly in his heart, at least I am the only one who can make him eat these things. I am much better than that bastard who disappeared after three hundred years of disagreement.
After another half an hour, Ji Chaoyun had enough to eat and drink. He forced Feng Qi to go down next door to say goodbye to Ye Chenxing and Bei Ran. He brought a few more snacks and returned to the academy with Feng Qi.
The teleportation formation unfolded in front of the mountain gate, and the two stepped out of the formation, only to see a figure standing in front of the mountain gate.
It is Jun Ruzhuo.
Feng Qi's face sank immediately.
When Jun Ruzhuo saw him present, his expression was also displeased. He frowned, staring at the two people under the steps, and after a while he said, "As a dragon, what do you do with a phoenix all day?"
"..."
Ji Chaoyun was silent for a moment, and before he could answer, Feng Qi sneered: "He is happy to be with me, we also eat and live together and travel together, can you manage it?"
"you-"
"Fengqi." Ji Chaoyun pulled Fengqi's sleeve, shook his head at him, and looked up at Jun Ruzhuo, "What are you looking for from me?"
"Who is looking for you!" Jun Ruzhuo avoided looking at him, "I am, I am passing by..."
Ji Chaoyun: "..."
"Oh, it turned out to be passing by." Feng Qi nodded suddenly, and took Ji Chaoyun straight towards the mountain gate, "Then please let the gentleman make it, we have to go back."
The two passed by Jun Ruzhuo, and when they were about to step on the stone steps, Jun Ruzhuo gritted his teeth angrily and shouted, "Wait!"
Ji Chaoyun paused in his footsteps, and just turned his head, but saw Jun Ruzhuo raise his hand and throw something. He was about to pick it up, but Feng Qi took the lead and stepped forward to catch it.
It was an exquisite jade bottle.
Feng Qi looked at it for a moment and asked, "What?"
"Lingyuanhai developed the wound medicine for the Dragon Clan." Jun Ruzhuo turned his head away from them, and said quickly, "It is useful for external injuries."
Feng Qi was slightly startled, then turned to look at Ji Chaoyun.
Ji Chaoyun took the jade bottle, and the dragon pattern was engraved on the bottle, which is the unique mark of the Lingyuan Sea Dragon Clan. He rubbed the familiar dragon pattern with his fingertips and said softly, "Thank you."
Jun Ruzhuo looked extremely uncomfortable, and blurted out: "No, I didn't give it to you on purpose, they sent too much, I can't use it up!"
After he finished speaking, he felt that the words were particularly hidden, his face flushed red, and he turned around and ran out of the mountain gate, and his figure quickly disappeared on the mountain road.
In front of the mountain gate, only Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun were left standing for a long time. After a long while, Feng Qi asked dumbfoundedly, "You dragon clan...are you so frank?"
Ji Chaoyun shook his head and sighed, "Go back."
The two returned to Wenqu Peak, and Ji Chaoyun was forced by Feng Qi to return to his room to rest.
Ji Chaoyun previously spent a lot of spiritual energy in the secret realm and was injured again, so he had to meditate and cultivate. But there are only three days left for the re-examination, and Jin Ting is very difficult to deal with. Ji Chaoyun can't lie down on the bed.
He pushed the door open to a gap and looked out, there was no one in the courtyard.
His Highness Feng Er was disturbed by him today, and I am afraid that he will go back to his house to make up for his sleep.
Ji Chaoyun was a little relieved, quietly stepped out of the door, and walked out of the courtyard. But just as he stepped onto the stone bridge, he heard a voice behind him: "Where do you want to go?"
Ji Chaoyun paused and turned back helplessly: "Why are you always staring at me?"
Feng Qi leaned against the door, and when he heard what he said, he laughed happily: "You look good, I'm happy to stare at you, can't I?"
"..." Ji Chaoyun said, "boring."
Feng Qi smiled disapprovingly, walked towards him, and glanced at the sword in his hand: "Want to go out to practice swords again? I told you, your injury has not healed, and your spiritual power has not fully recovered. Can't be tired, why are you so disobedient?"
Ji Chaoyun lowered his head and said truthfully, "I can't sleep."
"Worried about retesting?"
"… right."
Feng Qi nodded and said, "You are justified in worrying. In the re-examination competition in the arena duel, the test is the cultivation of movement and the way to deal with moves. And speaking of these, Jin Ting is the strongest in the whole yellow character class. As far as I know , he never misses in the ring test."
Ji Chaoyun's eyes darkened.
Feng Qi continued: "Jin Ting was born in Baizhang Territory and was originally the son of an immortal servant beside the lord of the territory. The lord of Baizhang Territory had no children and relatives, so he took him as his adopted son and taught him carefully. But after the root bone is not as good as the famous family, plus... luck is not very good, this is why it has been staying at the yellow character level."
"Now that you are against him, the winning rate is almost zero."
Ji Chaoyun's hand hanging by his side clenched unconsciously, and clenched the matching sword: "So, I can't slack off."
Feng Qi asked with great interest, "Don't you think you will lose?"
Ji Chaoyun shook his head and said seriously: "The competition has not yet started, and it is unknown who will win and who will lose. I never make such assumptions."
"Well said." Feng Qi looked down at him, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, "I seem to suddenly understand why you believe so much that that person will come back."
"what?"
There is such a dazzling person who deeply loves himself and waits for himself. If it is him, he must not give up.
Even after going through all kinds of hardships and dangers, he must do everything to return to him.
Feng Qi smiled without saying a word, rubbed Ji Chaoyun's hair, and said in a long voice, "...Because you are such a stubborn fool, ah."
"..."
Feng Qi stood up straight and said sternly: "I didn't lie to you just now, and now you really have no chance of winning against Shang Jin Ting, unless... someone tells you the secret of Baizhangyu's moves and how to deal with it."
"You mean to say..."
Feng Qi smiled and said, "First call senior brother to listen, and I will teach you."
In an open space in the bamboo forest, Feng Qi held Ji Chaoyun's matching sword and stabbed out into the air, bringing out a clear sword energy.
Ji Chaoyun stood quietly on one side, showing no emotion on his face, but he couldn't help but admire in his heart. This person used to use a whip as a weapon, but he did not expect that his swordsmanship would also reach the pinnacle. Even if Feng Qi switched to a sword in the entrance examination, he probably would not have a chance to win.
He deserves to be the once-in-a-century martial arts genius of the academy.
"What's wrong, have you remembered the main points?" Feng Qi withdrew his sword stance and turned his head to ask him.
Ji Chaoyun nodded quickly: "I remember it clearly."
Feng Qi walked towards him, but did not return the sword to him immediately, raising his eyebrows as if waiting for something.
"..." Ji Chaoyun bit his head and said awkwardly, "Thank you Feng... Senior Brother."
"That's good." Feng Qi returned the sword to him, feeling extremely happy, "...Why do you look like that, even Jiangcheng Song Zhifei can be called senior brother by you, did you tell me senior brother to treat you badly?"
"… no."
Feng Qi nodded with satisfaction: "The way I teach you how to deal with it is based on the moves that Jin Ting has used in the arena battles over the years, but I can't guarantee that he won't have back moves. Even if you remember these, you have to be careful. Beware, don't be careless."
"I understand." Ji Chaoyun paused and asked again, "Do you remember how everyone in the academy responded?"
Feng Qi vaguely sensed the deep meaning of Ji Chaoyun's words, he lowered his head, smiled and looked into those clear eyes: "What's the matter, do you think I'm very powerful?"
"..."
Ji Chaoyun stepped back subconsciously, but his back touched the slender green bamboo behind him. The smile in Feng Qi's eyes deepened, and he said gently, "Want to learn? We still have a long time. If there is time in the future, I can teach you everything gradually."
He was so close that Ji Chaoyun could even feel the strong aura he was born with.
Ji Chaoyun tilted his head back, trying to avoid the breath that made his heart beat faster: "Feng Qi..."
Feng Qi stared at him. After a moment, he straightened up and took a half step back: "I won't tease you, let's continue practicing. I'm here to accompany you. If you have any questions, ask in time. You promised in advance that you will only practice for two hours a day."
"… good."
Three days later, the re-examination begins.
Ji Chaoyun was originally quite accomplished in swordsmanship, and with Feng Qi's careful guidance in the past few days, he was even more confident. On the day of the competition, even Feng Qi got up early for the first time and accompanied him to Baiyutai in person.
"Why don't you talk, so nervous?"
On the side of the square, Feng Qi asked with a smile.
The first round of the competition in the distant arena has already begun, and Ji Chaoyun's draw is the fifth round of the yellow level, and there is still some time before he will play.
Ji Chaoyun's expression was tense, he wanted to deny it, but he nodded truthfully: "A little bit."
Feng Qi smiled and opened his arms towards him: "Come here."
"doing what?"
Feng Qi: "I heard that hugs can relieve tension. I'll try if it's true."
"..." Ji Chaoyun turned his head in tears, "Feng Qi, stop joking with me."
"Where am I joking?"
Ji Chaoyun was silent.
In the past few days, Feng Qi has been very considerate to him as if he has changed his personality. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that something is wrong with him. This person still asks him where he is joking
Could it be that he knew that the seniors of the Feng clan had a relationship with him, and wanted to restore the disrespect to him before
The serious look on the other side really made him reluctant to expose it, Ji Chaoyun sighed and said, "It's nothing, you better stay away from me, I'm even more nervous when you are like this."
Feng Qi's eyes moved slightly, and he blurted out: "Ji Chaoyun, I actually—"
But at this moment, a figure sounded from behind the two: "Junior Brother Ji, so you are here. The ring match just ended, you should prepare."
He is the disciple of the deacon in charge of the re-examination supervision.
"Okay." Ji Chaoyun nodded and said yes, then turned around and asked Feng Qi, "What did you want to say?"
Feng Qi looked at the winless deacon disciple, and then looked at Ji Chaoyun again, pressing his eyebrows with a headache: "It's alright, you go first."
Ji Chaoyun was confused and was about to turn around to leave when Feng Qi called him from behind.
"Ji Chaoyun." Feng Qi stood under Gu Song and smiled at him, "Fight well and win this competition, I promise you a request."
"… whatever."
The author has something to say:
Xiaolong: Then you can ascend to the God Realm and help me find Feng Xiao? ovo
Phoenix: … Only this is not possible!