Everyone's eyes followed Zhang Yiming, so they naturally saw the two men among the flying purple leaves ten meters away from him.
His clothes fluttered, his grace was extraordinary, and his strength was unfathomable.
A group of people suddenly gasped. They were young and inexperienced, and it was the first time they saw such a person. They were shocked.
The little red bird on Feng Jin's shoulder raised its wings and cried out angrily, just like enemies who are extremely jealous of each other when they meet.
Pei Jing didn't want to meet them here. He glanced at the chubby red bird, and his provocative look made the divine beast so angry that it bit its wings.
Pei Jing said as he walked: "What are you doing in Shangyang Peak?"
Chen Xu held his forehead with his hand: "Can you please not act so silly next time?"
Pei Jing glanced back and said in a low voice: "Don't talk here."
As he spoke, he walked towards the depths of the purple bamboo forest, and Chen Xu had no choice but to follow him.
Feng Jin was watching the show from the side, and she thought it was a jerk not to take advantage of the opportunity, so she had to find some fun with her words: "What? Are you afraid that others will recognize your identity?"
This proud and noble emperor of the Phoenix clan immediately turned into a mean-spirited villain when he met Pei Yuzhi.
He smiled lazily and said, "You dare to do it but you don't dare to admit it. If I were your master, I would kick you out."
The little red bird on his shoulder fluttered its wings and stood together with its owner.
Pei Jing knew that this master and servant came to Yunxiao, and that a dog could not spit out ivory.
Outside the purple bamboo forest, there were cranes flying in the air. They were very well behaved at this moment, and even had a hint of excitement and fear.
After the cloud crane spread its wings and Pei Jing stood firm, he replied to Feng Jin: "The only thing you have improved in these years is your speaking skills?"
Chen Xu shook his head and followed closely, deliberately standing between the two of them. After all, if they fought, all 108 peaks of Yunxiao would suffer.
Feng Jin brushed his sleeves and stepped onto Yunhe, his robes flowing freely, and he smiled: "Of course I can't compare to your progress. I say, even if you can't break through the Nascent Soul stage, there is no need to degenerate yourself and bully the disciples in the Qi Refining stage."
As soon as he went up, Yunhe trembled noticeably. Feeling the power of the Lord of Birds, it felt like worshipping him, but it still steadied its body and flew to Tianqian Peak.
Pei Jing asked nonchalantly: "How can you be self-degrading?"
Feng Jin would definitely mock him whenever he found a point: "Bullying the weak with your strength, isn't that against the rules of your Yunxiao Sect? It really brings shame to our ancestors, Pei Yuzhi."
Pei Jing: "Tsk, what is strong and what is weak?"
After saying this, without waiting for Feng Jin to answer,
"Actually, brother." Pei Jing smiled at him, his smile was particularly bright and kind. "In my opinion, there is no difference between you and him. Both of you are defeated. The only difference is that this kid is humble and polite. After losing, he chose to recognize me as his teacher. Once a teacher, always a father. He even calls me dad."
Feng Jin: “… ”
Pei Jing continued to add fuel to the fire: "Do you want to learn the tolerance of my disciples like Yun Xiao? If you call me dad, I will reluctantly accept it today."
The air froze instantly and the temperature dropped by several degrees.
The situation is tense and ready to explode.
Chen Xu took a deep breath, and before Feng Jin went crazy, he stood between the two of them and said to Feng Jin, "Your Majesty, have you forgotten what you promised me?"
He called out "Your Majesty" to remind Feng Jin to be careful of his identity. Yunxiao is neither Fengqishan nor Jingtianyuan. His every move concerns the reputation of the Feng clan.
Feng Jin suppressed his anger, chuckled, and walked aside with a gloomy face and flicked his sleeves.
Then Chen Xu glared at Pei Jing again, gritting his teeth and saying, "If you want to be a father so much, why don't you give birth to a child yourself?"
Pei Jing: “… …” It’s wrong that he can’t have children.
The three of them left, leaving behind an unpredictable legend. The crowd in front of the Purple Bamboo Forest Arena was dumbfounded. Someone murmured, "I have never seen the one in red, but he is definitely not someone we can approach. And the one in blue, if I remember correctly, should be the Peak Master Chen Xu of Wenqing Peak, one of the three main peaks in the inner peak."
The master of the inner peak was one of the three main peaks. Everyone was dumbfounded, even Xu Jing was stunned.
"I've known for a long time that Zhang Yiming has a backer... I wonder if his backer is that powerful."
"If he knows Peak Master Chen Xu, then it is possible for him to enter the inner peak directly."
"this... ... "
So, this person who is despised by everyone is actually a self-reliant and positive second-generation immortal
Pei Jing and Feng Jin were used to quarreling in Jingtian Courtyard, so after they had a quarrel, they didn't bother to take it to heart.
Feng Jin was still in a good mood. With a frown on his face, he looked at the scenery of Tianqian Peak and marveled at it. "Everyone says that Tianqian Peak is located at the center of the sky. The sky is so cold that there are no clouds on the mountain. It is indeed true."
Pei Jing was also interested in teasing the fat bird: "Hey, why are you fat again?"
"grumble."
The sacred beast of the Phoenix clan buried its head in its wings, looking angrily and not wanting to pay attention to anyone.
Feng Jin rolled her eyes: "It's called Chi Tong."
"Chi Tong? How about calling her Xiao Hong?" Pei Jing, who had regained his adult appearance, casually broke off a branch and poked Chi Tong's furry head. "It's not easy for you to come to my Yun Xiao, so why don't I be a matchmaker for you? I also have a bird on my mountain. Although it's silly, it's also naive and cute. Although it's afraid of death, it lives a long life. It complements you very well."
Chen Xu: “…”
Feng Jin: “… ”
The poor little beast poked its head out and gave Pei Jing several heartbreaking cries: It! Doesn’t! Agree!
Pei Jing threw away what he was holding: "You really don't know how to appreciate my kindness."
The little fat bird held a handful of its owner's hair, tears welling up in its eyes, and cried to go back to Fengqi Mountain. This place was too scary. Not only did this devil want to make soup with it the first time they met, but now he was even going to deprive it of its precious childhood. It wanted to go back.
Feng Jin sighed helplessly: "Do you know that you are very heavy now? If you move again, I will drop you."
Little fat bird: "...chirp."
I sucked back all the tears.
Pei Jing couldn't help laughing, and neither did Chen Xu. The little yellow bird happily picking fruits on a hilltop at Tianqian Peak probably didn't know that it was almost married off by its unscrupulous owner.
After returning to Tianqian Peak, Pei Jing subconsciously looked in the direction of Wuya Pavilion, and the smile on the corner of his lips slowly faded.
What is Chu Junyu doing now? He is recovering alone, or sitting alone in meditation. Looking at the deep clouds, the accumulated snow and the long wind.
He often felt that Chu Junyu had isolated him from the world and made him feel particularly lonely. This thought became clearer after he realized what he was thinking. He recalled their past interactions bit by bit - the boy with light-colored eyes at Ying Huifeng seemed to have always been like this, indifferent and taciturn.
He has no friends and never takes the initiative to contact anyone. In fact, from beginning to end, he is the only one who talks.
Aloof and indifferent, but not distressed or pitiful. Chu Junyu has a temperament that comes from the abyss. Even now, Pei Jing does not think he needs company.
—But just because he doesn’t need company doesn’t mean he has to give in.
Just like Pei Jing walking along the winding path, gazing into the depths of the clouds.
In Wuya Pavilion where cold winds were blowing, Chu Junyu stood in front of the window, staring ahead in silence.
The paper stained with blood from the fingertips turned into blue ashes and dissipated in the mist with the wind.
He counted the days, and it was almost time—the Thousand-Faced Woman, Shu Yan, and the next one were right in the clouds.
As a rule, the Heavenly Dao has a limit to its control over everything in the world. In the previous life, he shattered the void and turned the sun and the moon upside down. She had exhausted her spiritual power by letting time flow backwards. In order to protect Ji Wuyou from attaining the Dao, she could only split her spirit and soul and scatter them in the world, becoming the so-called judge.
Grant those who died in extreme resentment and hatred the power to move mountains and seas, allowing them to gain eternal life, struggle out of the bloody abyss, and become the ones who decide the fate of others. What did she want to tell him, and what did she want to prove.
"They were all you." In the dark world inside the tank, in the pure white light and shadow, the woman's voice was ethereal and compassionate. "They have experienced all your despair, so they are the most qualified to judge you."
The snow-white stamens on the branches outside the window trembled, looking delicate and tender. The destroyed letters from Tianyan City in the air were like butterflies, slowly floating around him.
“Who is qualified to judge me?”
Chu Junyu stretched out his hand, his black sleeves slightly dropped, his wrist like a jade-colored river winding in the night, his bloodshot eyes deep and strange, almost demonic, his voice scattered: "You are so confident that you can leave your spirit in the human world?"
"After I eliminate them one by one, how long can Ji Wuyou live?"
There was a smile on his lips, but his tone was icy.
A sudden burst of murderous intent and cold air scared the little yellow bird that was returning from a distance with flowers and fruits in its beak. It flapped its wings and the things fell to the ground.
It glared, chirped, and flew down, searching through the flowers. A bunch of leaves and petals stuck to its feathers before it found the fruit again.
The fruits were fresh and juicy. The little yellow bird flew to the Tianya Pavilion among the cloud pavilions and saw Chu Junyu standing by the window at a glance.
It flapped its wings, flew up, stood on the window frame, and held the fruit with its wings like a treasure, in front of Chu Junyu. Its big round eyes were full of pride and desire for praise.
Chu Junyu lowered his head, and his lowered eyelids concealed all his emotions.
Little yellow bird: “Chirp, chirp.” Its tail is lifted up to the sky, waiting for praise for its well-behaved behavior.
Chu Junyu raised his eyebrows and said, "You've been with Pei Yuzhi for so many years, and all you've learned is to take credit for it?"
Little yellow bird: “?”
Chu Junyu said softly: "He still spoils you too much."
He was even reluctant to touch the bird's head with his hand, because looking at the bird reminded him of its owner.
The person he knows very well, but has not seen for so long that he has forgotten what she looks like, and therefore always surprises him.
"Open your mouth, I'll feed you, it's super sweet." On the streets of Yunlan City, a boy was laughing as he stuffed sweet candies into his mouth. In the deep forest surrounded by evil spirits, he teased people one by one, and finally said in a mean way, "Can't you ugly people be braver?" Mu Yu Fenfen, holding a wooden sign, jumped onto the stage, "Today, I am here, but I only want to be defeated. Just think I'm handsome, and that's it."
Playful, arrogant and self-confident, this is the unknown side of Pei Yuzhi, but he hides it deep inside. His soul sank into the abyss, his blood rolled through the mud, his memory stopped in the snow and wind - but when he saw his young self again, he was still clean and bright, shining through the blood stains on his body.
A little absent-minded.
Chu Junyu looked down for a long time, then whispered, "Perhaps, I still spoil him too much."
In the main hall, in front of the mirror table, Pei Jing took out the small bottle.
There is a formation left by the ancestors who have already ascended to heaven. No matter how powerful this broken bird soul is, it dare not act rashly. He pulled out the cork, and instantly a shrill and angry roar resounded throughout the hall.
The blue bird changed its shape and looked ferocious. When it was about to bite Pei Jing to death, a quiet gaze seemed to penetrate the fate, stripping it of its consciousness and leaving it with endless sorrow.
It was half suspended in the air, its cyan pupils slightly lowered, facing the dark, clear eyes of a small, round red bird that had not yet fully grown.
A young bird that looks like it could be strangled to death with a little force. At some point, it will willingly surrender.
The little red bird felt that it should act solemn and majestic, so it placed its wings straight, close to its body, and stood its little paws straight.
Little did they know that this only made them look more silly. Like they were trying to be cute.
But anyway, it doesn't rely on appearance to show its majesty.
The Bluebird Soul was obviously only a trace of its original consciousness. Under the might of the Phoenix, it roared again, mournful and desolate. The anger on its body was gone, but its aura also weakened little by little. The phantom disappeared, and then gathered. After a dazzling blue light, a feather fell from the sky.
It is a very deep indigo color, extremely gorgeous.
Feng Jin stretched out his hand, and the green feather fell into his palm. The young Emperor Feng had an unpredictable expression.
Chen Xu raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that this matter would actually involve the Phoenix Clan thousands of miles away. He said, "It should be someone from your clan. It has killed countless people near my Yunxiao. We invited you here just for it." Pei Jing pointed at the little red bird with his hand: "Do you recognize it?" The little Phoenix Clan beast was as arrogant as his master. He raised his head and snorted, ignoring him. Now you know its function
Compared to the other three who were indifferent, Feng Jin spoke with a deeper tone: "I am from my clan."
"Um?"
Feng Jin sighed: "I didn't expect that the only bloodline of the Blue Bird clan that was exterminated in West Kunlun three hundred years ago would end up here."
Pei Jing was stunned: "Bluebird Clan?"
And West Kunlun? Isn't that where the Queen Mother of the West lived in mythology
Feng Jin carefully put the feather back into the bottle and said, "The ancestors of the Bluebird Clan are descendants of the peacock."
"The phoenix gave birth to nine chicks: the golden phoenix, the colorful phoenix, the fire phoenix, the snow phoenix, the blue phoenix, the peacock, the Kunpeng, the thunderbird, and the strong wind. Among the nine chicks, the peacock is the most beautiful and the phoenix's favorite. It is gorgeous and dazzling, and its rays of light are overflowing. Ancient books record that the Buddha once dated it but failed, so he got angry and ordered a battle with it at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. The peacock was ferocious and wanted to eat the Buddha. The Buddha broke through its back with great difficulty and wanted to kill it. But he was dissuaded by the crowd, thinking that killing it would anger the phoenix, so he gave up."
"But after that, the peacock clan lived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain for generations. Bluebird is the son of Peacock. The original owner of West Kunlun, Queen Mother of the West, was kind to Bluebird's ancestors, so the Bluebird clan worshipped her as their leader and lived in West Kunlun."
Although Feng Jin said it very sadly.
But Pei Jing still drew a conclusion from the cause and effect.
"So this is your grandson. According to seniority, he should call you grandpa."
Feng Jin: “… ”
He held the bottle, raised his head angrily, and shouted: "Shut up and listen to me!"
Because the matter of the Blue Bird clan's extermination would be involved later, which was particularly heavy, Pei Jing also straightened his face.
Feng Jin said, "Whether it's the Phoenix or the Queen Mother of the West, they are all things from ancient times. After that, the ladder to heaven in the cultivation world collapsed, spiritual power was exhausted, and it was as difficult to ascend to heaven, and becoming a god was even more empty talk. The Queen Mother of the West also followed the example of our Phoenix ancestors and began to reincarnate from generation to generation. When I was very young, I went to West Kunlun."
At this point, Feng Jin frowned and fell into thought: "I don't know what went wrong with the Queen Mother of the West of that generation. She turned out to be a girl with no spiritual power. She was a hundred years old, but she still looked like she was seven or eight years old. She never grew taller. She didn't like to talk. The leader of the Blue Bird tribe told me that she seemed to be mute."
"It's funny. The Queen Mother of the West in the mural is pointing to spring with her hands, her dress fluttering, and she looks elegant and graceful. But in reality, her true form after reincarnation is actually a skinny, ugly, timid and fearful girl."
"The Bluebird Clan, mindful of the kindness they had shown her, searched the world for rare treasures to heal her spiritual roots. They took good care of her, but to no avail. The girl seemed to have been cursed and died early. Not long after, the reincarnated Queen Mother of the West was born on the lotus platform."
Feng Jin said in a deep voice: "Another girl without any spiritual roots."
Pei Jing frowned.
Feng Jin said, "In the last letter the Bluebird tribe leader sent me, he said that the new Queen Mother of the West has an even weirder temperament than before, and even has signs of being possessed by a demon. The most frightening thing is that the maidservant who served her found bird bones under her pillow."
Chen Xu raised his voice: "Bird bones?!"
Feng Jin nodded and said, "Yes. And at that time, many people from the Blue Bird clan mysteriously disappeared."
Pei Jing said quietly: "It seems that she is really possessed by the devil."
Feng Jin: "Three hundred years ago, when I was young, the elders of the tribe told me about the incident, but they didn't let me handle it. But about a month later, I heard the news that the Blue Bird tribe was exterminated. The grass and trees on West Kunlun withered, blood flowed like a river, and corpses were everywhere. The Peacock Clan leader was furious and sad. He checked one by one and found that there were two people missing from the dead bodies. One was the Queen Mother of the West, and the other was the young leader of the Blue Bird tribe at that time. If I remember correctly, her name was... Qing Ying."
Qingying. The name of a beautiful and gentle girl.
Feng Jin fell into thought again: "I have seen her several times. Compared with the previous young leaders of the Blue Bird Clan, she seems too weak. She has the power of inheritance but has been unable to awaken. As the leader of the clan, she is as timid as a little girl in the world. Many people in the clan are disappointed with her. Perhaps for this reason, she is very close to the Queen Mother of the West."
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