Feng Jin slammed the table and stood up: "Pei Yuzhi! Whose love concept are you talking about!"
Wusheng was used to being a peacemaker. He sighed, tugged at Feng Jin's sleeve, and said, "Sit down first."
Ji Wuduan said coldly: "If you want to fight, go outside and fight. Don't make a group of us get punished as well."
Rumor has it that when Feng Jin was born, the moment he opened his eyes, he was engulfed in three thousand karmic fires. This was probably the reason why the young Emperor Feng often had fire in his eyes in Jingtian Courtyard.
Pei Jingzhen was not targeting him. It was Feng Jin who provoked him first every time.
Thanks to the good-tempered Wu Sheng, they didn't fight in the end.
But because of this topic, we talked about the seven emotions and six desires.
Young and knowing how to admire Ai, as the only woman among the group, Yu Qinglian was very calm and generous. She held her cheek with one hand and played with maple leaves with the other hand and said, "What is there to talk about? A Taoist partner is just a companion on the road of cultivation. There is no difference between a friend and a relative. As for the requirements, his talent cannot be lower than mine, and his appearance cannot be lower than mine, otherwise I am afraid that he will feel inferior and cause a gap between us."
Feng Jin sneered: "Those with talents not lower than yours are basically all in Jingtian Academy."
Yu Qinglian put down the hand that was supporting her face and turned around.
Feng Jin: "Don't look at me, I like gentle people. If you want to be the Phoenix Queen, you'll have to wait until next life."
Pei Jing thought it was fun, so he leaned back lazily and said, "Don't love me, it will be fruitless."
Yu Qinglian: "Hehe."
Wusheng smiled and shook his head: "Qinglian will be the master of Yingzhou Island in the future, and Yingzhou will not be allowed to be married to someone else."
Yu Qinglian tilted her head and said, "Wu Sheng, why are you reminding them? Let them continue to daydream. Am I crazy? You don't want to marry those young talents out there, but marry them - a spendthrift and a playboy."
Feng Jin's dark golden eyes were gloomy as he spoke word by word: "A wasteful thing?"
Yu Qinglian tilted her head, the golden autumn outside the window, she smiled, "Don't you know if you are a loser or not? What did you say when you were drunk? I only want beauty, not the kingdom. I would change the world for her smile. My God, I have never seen such a messed up emperor in the world. If I tell this to Senior Feng of Jingtianyuan, how many phoenix feathers are left on your body?"
Feng Jin: “… ”
I hate alcohol in this life.
Pei Jing was dissatisfied: "I agree with you when you say he is a spendthrift. But you say I am a playboy. Explain yourself."
Yu Qinglian sneered and said, "You used the Phoenix Clan's sacred beast to flirt with a girl the first time we met. Have you lost your memory?"
The nominated phoenix creature recalled the fear of being almost eaten that day. It trembled and hugged its feathers, glaring at the culprit with its round eyes.
Pei Jing was really wronged. He just showed Chen Xu his charm, but he was wronged for nothing. He had never even held a girl's hand. How could he be so dissolute? He turned around and said to Chen Xu: "It's all your fault."
Chen Xu: “… ...???” What pot is this
The blue-grey butterflies in Ji Wuduan's palm flew out and circled around the young man. He listened to their quarrel for a long time and said in a gloomy tone: "A tyrant, a playboy, and a shrew, what's the point of talking about love? You should live your life by yourselves."
One sentence offended three people.
The maple leaf in Yu Qinglian's hand turned into a knife, and she flipped her jade fingers and flew straight over.
The wind blade was blocked by the gray-blue paper butterfly beside Ji Wuduan.
Ji Wuduan twitched his lips and said, "Shrew."
Yu Qinglian: "Live with your skeleton dead for the rest of your life."
Feng Jin smiled a bit maliciously: "Let me guess, you look so listless every day, is it because of your poor health? Why don't you change your name to Chen Xu? I think you are really weak, very weak."
It's too empty. These four words are very meaningful, and the teenagers present all laughed out loud tacitly.
Ji was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
Wusheng felt a little amused and a little embarrassed, holding his forehead and said, "Why did you say it was too far away?"
Yu Qinglian rolled her eyes. Although she didn’t understand, she didn’t ask because it seemed from their expressions that it was not a good thing.
Compared with the counterattacks of the other two, Pei Jing's reaction was quite unique. He held his chin in his hand and thought. When the young man in white smiled, the autumn colors on the mountain outside the Jingtian Courtyard dimmed. "I deny being a playboy first, but I think it's good for me to live alone."
"Your existence has made me give up my yearning for the women of Ghost Realm, Yingzhou, and Phoenix Palace. Plus, I am so outstanding, who in this world can be worthy of me? I guess I can only walk the Tongtian Avenue alone."
Everyone: "Heh."
After class, I left the academy and saw a long corridor outside.
Maple leaves fell all over the mountain, spreading golden light all over the ground.
The autumn wind is dry and refreshing, and the sky above the mountain top is clear.
A disciple from Fengqi Mountain joined them and started talking: "The autumn in Fengqi Mountain is the same, the maple leaves are as red as fire, and the poem "The maple blossoms are quiet in the evening, and the shadows of the southern mountains are reflected in the brocade water" probably describes that scene."
Pei Jing asked in confusion: "You Phoenix Clan has so many people but you only live on one mountain."
The young man from Fengqi Mountain with emerald eyes smiled and said, "No, Fengqi Mountain is only named after Fengqi Palace. There are mountains outside the mountain, the ridge of heaven stretches out, and hundreds of flowers bloom. It is even more lively during the Chaofeng Festival. If you have time, you can go and have a look."
Pei Jing said: "It's so beautiful. Yunxiao has 108 peaks, with all kinds of clouds and fog. The Tianqian Peak where I live is so cold that it can freeze you into ice."
Chen Xu pushed him: "Are you tired of living?" Pei Jing said: "Master is at the ladder, he has no energy to take care of us, I am not afraid, what are you afraid of?"
The Fengqi Mountain disciple laughed and said, "I really want to go to Yunxiao to have a look. The mist and haze on Changji Peak are very famous, and there is also a suspension bridge in the snow."
Pei Jing said again: "Welcome."
The blue-eyed boy smiled shyly: "Okay, but once we leave Jingtianyuan and return to the Peacock Clan, I'm afraid I won't have time."
Pei Jing: "I think you are a better patriarch than that Phoenix Emperor."
The blue-eyed boy knew that they were not in harmony, so he just smiled and said, "No, no, no, the Phoenix Emperor is actually very popular in the clan. His body is a phoenix. When he was born, the elders in the clan, including my father, had very high expectations of him. When I saw him when he was a child, he was always sitting on the throne, serious and cold. After he came to Jingtian Court, he was less restricted and relaxed a lot."
Chen Xu: "Did you hear that? Feng Jin at least has some superficial skills, how about you?"
Pei Jing felt like he was a reincarnated argumentative person today, pointing at him and saying, "How dare you say that I am not a highly respected senior brother in Yunxiao?"
"What are you talking about?"
At this time, Yu Qinglian came from behind the corridor, followed by Ji Wuduan.
The girl's aqua blue dress dragged across the golden maple brocade, the bell on her wrist made soft sounds in the wind, and she had a maple leaf pinned in her hair, adorned above the silver jade beads, concealing her charm.
Chen Xu spoke first: "I'm listening to Pei Yuzhi bragging about himself."
Pei Jing: "... That's the truth, brother."
Yu Qinglian smiled: "It's hard for you to listen to it for so many years, your ears must be calloused."
Pei Jing said: "I'm not lying to you. I am really highly respected in Yunxiao."
Ji Wuduan said: "According to what you said, I am also very popular in the ghost realm. Everyone can pretend."
Yu Qinglian clicked her tongue twice: "Okay, okay, you are all amazing. It's just me in Yingzhou that no one dares to approach me because of my beauty."
The female cultivator from Yingzhou covered her lips and laughed.
Pei Jing couldn't continue the conversation: "A bunch of younger brothers."
"I thought this was a good thing at first, but now it seems that it is not entirely true. Not having encountered the inner demons means that you have not yet awakened to the seven emotions and six desires. The first level of Yunxiao Sword Technique is the common people, which may be a hurdle for you."
"What should we do then?"
“Back to basics.”
All living beings. Seven emotions and six desires. The Yunxiao Sword Technique has nine levels, the first level is Xingyun, and the eighth level is Changsheng. He remembered that the first level Xingyun was to abandon all kinds of evil thoughts such as suffering, worry, fear, and resentment, just like the ruthless way. The eighth level Changsheng, is to let him pick up these evil thoughts again? Or, just a part of it
The man in Tiange said that in the vast universe, wherever there are people, there is the world of mortals.
Pei Jing returned to Tianqian Peak and went to Wuya Pavilion first. Chu Junyu was out and not there. He searched through boxes and cabinets for a long time before finding the original Yunxiao Sword Technique on his messy table. As early as when he was five years old, he had memorized every word of the sword technique. Because he was focused on breaking the Nascent Soul, he did not study it in detail.
After the sixth level of swordsmanship, there is no more explanation, only the name remains.
The seventh level is the righteous path. After breaking through it at Wuwang Peak, he slaughtered the entire peak with one sword, and blood flowed like a river. That was the first time he killed so many people. When the fine snow fell, he was in a trance, but his determination to follow the Tao became even stronger.
The eighth level, common people.
Turn another page.
The ninth level, Qianqiu.
"Cangsheng - saving the world? - Then what about Qianqiu? What do you want me to do?" He sat cross-legged, a little casual, like a rich young man in the world. He held up a book, his sleeves fell down a lot, revealing his wrists like a jade river.
The silver-haired young man who returned under the moonlight spoke coldly in front of the door.
"I want you to be immortal."
The author has something to say: I saw the date, I started writing this book on October 26, and I have already written 1234, four months, and I... ... It's only more than 200,000 words. Thank you. Next, Jingtianyuan, Tianyancheng, and Wentianshi, three major plots, I will work hard to finish them.
I want to start a new article in May (bald head)