The two hugged each other like this for a very long time.
The crowd dispersed, Feng Qingyang bid farewell to Qian Duoduo, and disappeared into the horizon in her longing eyes.
"When my injury heals, that will be the time for me to marry you."
The battle in Guiyuan City spread like a whirlwind throughout the entire cultivation world in an instant. Coupled with the fact that he had killed two thousand sect disciples in the audition battlefield, it can be said that he had been pushed to the top of the storm.
But the strange thing is that the sect did not react at all to the dead and injured disciples, as if it had nothing to do with them. At first, some small sects even jumped around.
However, after hearing that Feng Qingyang defeated Lu Xun, they all shut their mouths as if they had eaten a fly. They then joined forces with other small sects and went to the ten major righteous sects to cause trouble, but were blocked outside the mountain gate and were turned away.
Regarding this point, countless wise people sighed and said that the world of cultivation will be swept by a bloody storm because of him. Now it only seems calm on the surface, but in fact it is just the prelude to the coming storm.
The ten major orthodox sects remained on hold, and Feng Qingyang continued to live a prosperous life in Guiyuan City. For example, at this moment, he was sitting in a pavilion in Duobao Pavilion, drinking tea with Xiangnan.
“Little brother, you should go to the City Lord’s Mansion tomorrow…” Xiangnan took a sip of tea, an intoxicated look on his face, and then he praised him highly.
The city lord and the prince consort, these four small words are very important. They are not inferior to the talented disciples of the big sects, and even better.
On that day, Feng Qingyang was seriously injured in the final between him and Lu Xun. He had been in seclusion in Duobao Pavilion for many days before he came out. When he came out, he did not go to the City Lord's Mansion first, but found Xiangnan first and sat there to drink tea and chat with him.
Seeing him thinking so much about feelings, she secretly thought that he was a loyal and righteous man who did not make the wrong friends. She also lamented why she didn't have a woman, otherwise she could have taken the relationship to the next level.
"If it weren't for the Yueshang Bow given by the senior, I would never have been able to defeat Lu Xun." Feng Qingyang expressed his gratitude. He remembered all those who helped him in his heart. As the saying goes, one should repay a favor with a favor. He is such a person.
Hearing this, Xiangnan smiled knowingly, a hint of pain flashed across his face, and he said, "That bow is indeed my most precious treasure, but it is just a decoration in my hands. A good bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a good bow should be matched with a person who is suitable for him."
“Hahaha…” Feng Qingyang laughed heartily, put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at Xiangnan with burning eyes.
"Senior, I am a zombie, an enemy of the Way of Heaven, and an enemy of the whole world. Why do you still dare to help me like this? Aren't you afraid of arousing public outrage?"
Hearing this, Xiangnan's face changed slightly, a hint of worry flashed across his face, but then turned into a resolute look, and said: "Under the Heavenly Dao, everyone is an enemy. Regardless of whether they are enemies of Heavenly Dao or not, won't everyone still kill each other? What's the difference?"
He did not answer directly, but clicked from the side.
Feng Qingyang was such a smart person that he understood what he meant instantly. A warm feeling passed through his heart and his eyes looked even more sincere.
"Do you know how many people were looking at you coldly below when you climbed the mountain that day?" After a brief silence, Xiangnan spoke again.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's expression did not change, but in fact, a trace of anger still appeared in his heart, and he said: "No matter how many people there are, as long as they don't come to provoke me, otherwise, I don't care who they are. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes, and too many lice will not itch. Anyway, there are enough enemies now."
According to his current situation, he can be said to be surrounded by enemies all over the world. What puzzles him is why it took so long to kill two thousand monks, but the major sects did not react at all. Thinking about it, he feels relieved. If the enemy comes, we can just fight him with our soldiers and if the water comes, we can just block it with earth.
"But Senior, you are risking the world's disapproval!"
Xiangnan smiled and shook his head, saying: "It's easy to make friends, but it's very difficult to make friends..."
Hearing his sigh, Feng Qingyang's smiling face instantly sank. Thinking of Lu Zhishen who left without saying goodbye, coupled with the rumors spread by people in the city, he couldn't tell what kind of person he was.
I originally thought we could open up to each other, but I'm afraid a barrier has already developed between us.
"Senior, how do you think we can open up to each other?" Feng Qingyang asked again.
Xiangnan shook his head, stood up, and put his hands behind his back. A sense of vicissitudes and desolation instantly emanated from him. Fengqingyan was surprised and thought to himself that he was also a man with a story.
"Do you see those two birds in the sky?"
Hearing the sound, Feng Qingyang looked up and saw two birds lying on the glazed bricks of an attic, shaking their feathers and basking in the sun, chirping from time to time and grooming each other's feathers. From a distance, it felt unusually warm.
For a moment, I couldn't help but be a little absent-minded.
"I wish to be a pair of wings in the sky, and a pair of branches on the ground..."
call out!
But at this moment, Xiangnan suddenly snapped his fingers and something shot out from his hand, and that thing happened to fall next to the two birds.
Suddenly, they who were originally combing each other's feathers started fighting, each holding a piece of the other in their mouths, and they were fighting fiercely in the air, with each slapping the other.
"Do you understand? Over there is the human heart!" Xiangnan said in a low voice after a long time.
It turned out that what he popped out was a bug, but a bug can only feed one, so the fight occurred.
"There is no interest relationship. They are just friends."
After saying that, he turned around, looked at Feng Qingyang deeply and said, "But if it is mixed with interests, it will become corrupted."
"There are many friends in life, but that's because we share the same ideals. If we don't have the same ideals, we won't be together. It's hard to find a true friend..."
Feng Qingyang nodded and sighed, thinking back to the past. He didn't have many friends, let alone confidants.
Looking up at this time, he saw that it would be noon soon, so he said, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior. I will not stay any longer. I have to go to the City Lord's Mansion today. Are you willing to go with me?"
"Oh?" Xiang Nan's heart moved. It had been a long time since he had been to the City Lord's Mansion. Calculating the time, it had probably been almost several decades. That was when he first came to Guiyuan City.
"My friend, please wait for me here for a moment. I'll go and get ready..." After saying that, he ran out of the pavilion. The breeze blew his hair. He thought to himself: You are not only a zombie, but also the one originally chosen by my Duobao Pavilion.
After a long time, Xiangnan finally escaped from the air. When he saw Feng Qingyang still drinking tea in the pavilion, a hint of amazement flashed across his heart.
When I first met him, his cultivation was weak, but now, he is already able to compete with the powerful cultivators in the late foundation building stage. I am afraid that in no time, he will surpass him in one fell swoop.
One cannot help but sigh at his extraordinary talent, but seeing how much blood was shed behind his glory, the audition battlefield where he killed two thousand people made him lose all his enemies.
He sighed slightly and said, "My friend, you have been waiting for a long time. Let's set off now."
Feng Qingyang put down the teacup, said okay, stood up, shook his slightly wrinkled crescent-shaped shirt, and then turned into a rainbow light and flew quickly to the City Lord's Mansion of Guiyuan City.