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Chapter 41 Big brother Feisheng is selfless 14

Chapter 41 The Ascended Senior Brother is Selfless 14

The floating dust has blocked the Lianxinyuan. Entering will trigger the Xingluo Chess Formation and keep you trapped in place.

You have to wait until the dust comes back before you can fish the person out.

The laws of time and space in the "Xingluo Chess Formation" make it impossible to do anything, and the sect's assessment of Fuchen's strength has quietly increased.

In Lianxinyuan, there is only Qishan, the "house-holding beast" at the bottom of the lake.

After several years, Qingyun found Fuchen.

"Floating dust." Qingyun shouted.

The dust turns back.

In the Lotus Heart Courtyard, fallen leaves were piled all over the courtyard. Fuchen had just returned from the outside and turned around after hearing the sound. The moment of tranquility was like looking at mountains and seas across the shore, with a dark abyss in between.

The gap between the two is getting wider and wider.

Qingyun suppressed the discomfort in his heart and persuaded with a gentle voice, "Fuchen, don't waste your time, study hard."

Fuchen said nothing, just stood quietly, like a leaf, neither happy nor angry.

"We are anxious for you to grow up, because we all have to ascend and cannot protect you for a long time." Qingyun's voice was still like a slow stream, with a bit of sadness in his tone.

"I also have your thoughts on ascending in the future. Only if you are strong enough can you ascend to the upper world and be with us."

Fuchen finally moved, turned his head, looked directly at Qingyun, and said solemnly, "Brother, I am not interested in your ascension, let alone the heaven. On the contrary, I am interested in the lower world and the devil world. As for me,

I have time to practice, so why not play around and satisfy my curiosity."

Once you have gone to heaven, you cannot come down at will.

"Fuchen." Qingyun persuaded, "You are very smart, so you shouldn't belittle yourself. As long as you work hard, there is nothing you can't do."

Fuchen was brought up by Qingyun. When he was young, he naturally obeyed the arrangements and worked hard all the time.

Fuchen knew that he was talking about when she was a hundred years old. She was still half the size she is now.

At that time, she was studying with Senior Brother Qingyun, and she always thought that she was very powerful and the pride of heaven.

Introduce Qi into the spirit, draw talismans and recite mantras, and learn it in three days.

Sit quietly and look inside to form a golden elixir, which will be completed when you are a hundred years old.

Until she heard the inner disciples in the sect gossiping.

"What's so great about Fu Chen? Isn't he inferior to her senior brother?"

"More than that, she is the most incompetent person in Qingyun Peak. The golden elixir is only matured when she is a hundred years old, while Fairy Caixia is ninety years old. The Qingyun Sect Master broke through the bottleneck and entered the golden elixir stage at the age of fifty."

"Didn't you say that he took her with him personally because he suspected that she was the illegitimate daughter of the sect master?"

"Let me see, if it weren't for the sect, she might not be able to form a golden elixir even if she were five hundred or a thousand years old!"

"..."

My mood fell from the sky to the ground.

Fuchen fell into self-doubt.

By the time they knew it was too late to purge the inner disciples.

Fuchen chose to practice the "Tianji Algorithm". If he could not practice, he would not practice. He would just play when he found the right opportunity. He was lazy and leisurely, muddle along.

The three brothers and sisters couldn't get it back no matter how hard they tried.

Senior Brother Qingyun is usually very iron-blooded. He always directly presses the person in front of the book to recite the exercises. If he makes a mistake and does not kneel down, he will be punished.

This matter has been regarded as the source of Fuchen's "deterioration" and has been talked about invisibly for many years.

Fuchen smiled, "Senior brother, maybe I used to be ambitious and hardworking. But now I feel that I am pretty good. Really."

She stared into Qingyun's confused eyes, her eyes as bright as stars, "I may not know anything, but I am curious about everything. I also have a certain ability to withstand stress and protect myself."

"Instead of cultivating to ascend, smoothing my edges and controlling my state of mind," Fuchen emphasized, "I would rather follow my own heart and satisfy my curiosity."

Fuchen exhaled gently and concluded, "Senior brother, I really have no interest in your ascension. I will not ascend either."

Qingyun felt ridiculous, "Ascension and entry into the country is the pursuit of every immortal cultivator. If you don't ascend, you will grow old after a thousand years."

"Then grow old."

"In another thousand years, you will die."

"Then die."

Qingyun opened his eyes and was confused for a long time, still unable to understand. Finally, he returned to the previous question, "You can't give up on yourself just because you can't succeed. Believe in yourself, you can do it."

Fuchen had no choice but to take a deep breath and once again emphasized to the big boy Qingyun in front of him, "Brother, I'm not interested. It's not because I'm incompetent, it's just because I'm not interested. Don't force me." There was a hint of spark in the last sound.

"Then you also need to work hard and not waste your life." Qingyun was stubborn.

"I told you not to force me!" Fuchen was angry and waved his hands to vent his anger. A wave of wind arose on the ground, and the dust from fallen leaves hit Qingyun's face.

Qingyun was silent for a moment, and when he opened his mouth to say something, he saw Fuchen flying away at high speed. "Floating..." The hand he stretched out was too redundant.

Today's appearance is also superfluous.

Qingyun sighed secretly and turned around to find the mountains at the bottom of the lake...

Twenty-five years have passed quietly, and Fuchen has grown up.

Tianyi Sect is also about to usher in a major event: the ascension ceremony.

Fairy Caixia is stuck in Lianxinyuan every day, waiting for the dust to come out.

Over the years, Fuchen has rarely stayed in the sect, and even if he showed up, he would deliberately avoid them.

Even if they shouted from behind, Fuchen pretended not to hear them at all, speeding up and flying away, changing his path to get rid of them.

On the day when Fuchen came of age, the three of them waited at Qingyun Peak, hoping that she would come back.

Three people sat around a table, but the main seat was empty.

early morning.

Senior sister is still in the mood to recall Fuchen's childhood.

"Fuchen was so well-behaved when she was a child. Her fleshy ball was so cute." The senior sister said, her eyes shining like bright mirrors.

I took out Fuchen's previous portrait from the Qiankun bag. The ten-year-old Fuchen was still a baby, with big, shining eyes. He was curious about everything and loved to laugh.

She runs around and is very destructive. Everything in the room can be stained with her saliva.

When talking about her, she would only hug people and laugh "hehe".

In the end, he will melt into her cheerful smile, hold her, and clean up her mess.

Qingyun couldn't help but look gentle when talking about the past.

Qingkong spoke, smiled and waved her hands, "How old will the baby be? She can run and fly, she's so talented."

"Remember, she is about thirty years old, so she has bigger legs. She catches whatever she sees and eats whatever she catches, just like a hungry ghost reincarnated."

"How many times have you eaten the crazy blood magic fungus?"

"When I eat, I go crazy, and I have to lie down for months."

"Have you ever seen her? How many times has she tasted just that delicious bite?"

Senior Sister Caixia was not happy, "Can't you remember something good?"

"Is she okay?" Qingkong asked.

"And that time..."

The blue clouds are too busy, and the dust is too rough. They fly with the blue birds in their arms. They can't beat them again and again, but they always get hurt.

Qingyun simply threw it on the tree and let Qingkong watch it.

Sitting on a snowy peak in the distance under a clear sky, drinking lotus tea, you can see the shadows of people swaying in the trees as far as the eye can see.

Half a day later, Qingyun Yinyin communicated, "Are Fuchen still watching?"

Qingkong took a look and said, "Well, I'm playing alone on the tree." She laughed and said, "She is the only one who can do such a thing when she is on a swing."

Qingyun hangs up the communication.

Qingkong flew over to take a look, only to see that there were paper dolls in his clothes. The real ones had gone somewhere.

A powerful person can still be played by little devils.

The second senior brother laughed and scolded him, "little naughty boy."

"Afterwards, Fuchen was still pecked all over by the bluebird, and he came back crying."

Qingyun remembered that when he was applying medicine to Fuchen, Fuchen laughed while crying, took out a green feather, and showed it off in front of him like a trophy.

"I have been naughty since I was a child." Second Senior Brother Qingkong summed it up.

Qingyun was in a daze, "I am also very curious."

The three of them talked from morning to noon.

The protagonist's birthday is yet to come.

The three of them were busy cooking vegetables again.

Being busy buries the negative emotions in my heart.

The three of them chatted for a while and continued to wait.

The sun sets over the west mountain, and no one comes.

The moon was full and the sky was clear, but no one came.

The food cooked by myself on the table has been kept warm and steaming with magic power.

The master in the main seat never came back.

The three of them sat in silence.

Qingyun's face was expressionless.

Qingkong crossed his arms and smiled.

Caixia looked sad.

Until the moon moves and the stars become few and far between, and the dawn becomes faint.

Fairy Caixia couldn't help but cry, "Why did it become like this?" Touching her tears, "What's the point of us ascending?"

Tomorrow's climax chapter will not be about knives.

(End of chapter)


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