After hearing Wu Yun's words and looking at her face that turned slightly red after she finished speaking, Feng Qingxuan knew what she was talking about, and she was no longer prepared to discuss this issue in depth.
"By the way, miss, why did you suddenly go back to seek revenge on the Murong clan? Didn't the three sects go out to do missions together? Miss, what mission did you go on? Now all the disciples don't know what happened.
I know that the three leaders frown every day."
It turns out that this matter was still sealed from the other disciples. Also, if more disciples knew about it, it would only cause them to panic. But now that Wu Yun asked, Feng Qingxuan told the matter again from beginning to end.
As a result, after Wu Yun finished listening, she was neither curious about Fu Dou nor had any doubts about those being controlled. When she heard about the artifact and Kua Fu, she just sighed once or twice. But she asked Feng Qingxuan a question
: "Miss, why did you capture Mr. Xiyan and not Mr. Xuanyuan?"
These words suddenly stopped Feng Qingxuan from asking, how should she answer?
"Miss, please don't tell me that you don't want Mr. Xuanyuan to die. In this case, you will not let the innocent Mr. Xiyan die." Wu Yun said with certainty, she knew her young lady very well.
Seeing that Feng Qingxuan remained silent, Wu Yun suddenly smiled and said, "Miss, you really don't like Mr. Xuanyuan."
Feng Qingxuan was greatly embarrassed. She was testing Wu Yun just now, but why did she suddenly turn around and start talking about her? Fortunately, it was obvious that Wu Yun had no intention of discussing this issue in depth.
"By the way, miss, after I go up the mountain, I basically have no chance to perform witchcraft. Miss, please let me tell you a fortune!" After saying that, Feng Qingxuan got up and went to get the fortune without waiting for Feng Qingxuan's consent.
Got a set of divination tools.
Feng Qingxuan knew that her hands were itchy, so he smiled and let her go.
After Wu Yun made some deductions with the pile of animal bones, he took a breath of surprise and said, "Huh? Miss, part of your soul is back!"
"Really?" Feng Qingxuan was overjoyed when he heard the news. An incomplete soul is a big obstacle to cultivation. Now that part of the soul is back, cultivation can progress further!
Suddenly, Feng Qingxuan suddenly figured out something. No wonder she kept trying to hit the sixth cyclone but never succeeded, and then the sixth cyclone took shape crazily as if she couldn't control it. Could it be because her soul came back?
?
"Miss, think about it carefully, what exactly happened to you, what happened to you, so that part of your soul came back?"
Feng Qingxuan frowned, "I've told you all my experiences!" She shook her head and couldn't think of anything special.
Suddenly, Feng Qingxuan's heart suddenly shook. Could it be...
One thing Wu Yun didn't know was that she once fainted on Nanyun Mountain and had a strange dream. This time, there was something she didn't say, that is, she got a strange memory.
The two things have one thing in common, that is, she came into contact with the artifact. Is it really because of this that she recovered her soul?
However, this thought only crossed her mind for a moment, and Feng Qingxuan immediately kicked it out. This was impossible. When she first came into contact with Pangu Ax, she was still in another world. Why was there nothing strange at that time?
The memory was generated in the brain? So I'm afraid she guessed wrong about this reason.
Early the next morning, when both of them had slept well and were about to leave the cave, Feng Qingxuan remembered something. "Wu Yun, you can't fly in the air now. What do you usually do when you leave the cave?"
"Climb the mountain!" Wu Yun replied immediately. "Disciples with low cultivation cannot fly around, so they have to take the mountain road!"
Feng Qingxuan slapped her forehead, yes! How could she forget this!
The two of them were walking on the mountain road, with disciples flying one after another above their heads. Suddenly, a disciple flew back and looked at them condescendingly above their heads.
"Ouch, who is this? Isn't this the fool from the Feng family?" A burst of ridicule came from above.
Feng Qingxuan raised his face and looked at it. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be an acquaintance!
It was none other than her “former” fiancé—Xu Chen!
When Wu Yun saw this man, she immediately became upset. Why did she forget to tell the lady that this man was also on the mountain?
When Xu Chen flew over them, he didn't pay attention to them. Since he was walking, he knew at a glance that they were new disciples who had just started, so he didn't bother to pay attention to them. But for some reason, after flying over, one of the figures stayed behind.
It was in his mind, and he couldn't erase it. At that moment, he couldn't help but look back, but who knew that this glance left him stunned!
Isn't this the woman Feng Qingxuan whose engagement he broke off?
And looking at the clothes she was wearing, they turned out to be from Bixiao Pavilion! She actually became a disciple of Bixiao Pavilion? Why could that woman he wanted to have become a disciple of Bixiao Pavilion?
And looking at her appearance, she was even more beautiful than four years ago. Xu Chen felt a surge of anger in his heart, and he sarcastically spoke out without thinking, so as to vent his anger.
Feng Qingxuan glanced at Xu Chen, with a sneer on her lips. It was true that even if she didn't want to take revenge, God would send her enemies right in front of her!
When they came to Yunhuang Continent, Feng Qingxuan's two major enemies were the Xu family and the Murong family. She had already avenged the Murong family, and she had not planned to find another revenge target so soon, but who knew,
They just want to deliver it to your door.
Feng Qingxuan snorted coldly, "Hey, isn't this Mr. Xu? I didn't expect you to be still alive! I thought you had died in the selection examination of the three sects. You are the only one who misses your father Xu Qingshan.
My only son must be so heartbroken that I can’t even bear to come looking for trouble!”
"Feng Qingxuan!" Xu Chen gritted his teeth and read out these three words, his face changing color.
Wu Yun had already hated this bastard who bullied the young lady to death, and now he took the opportunity to ridicule him. "Senior Brother Xu, why are you so leisurely? Your master's life or death is uncertain, and you, a disciple, don't care at all.
Worried? In fact, it is understandable if you are worried about me, because my lady just came back from that mission. Oh, by the way, you know, right, the people who can participate in this mission are all elites of the three sects. My family
The young lady is a direct disciple of the head of Shuanghua of Bixiao Pavilion, so she is different from some people!"
Seeing Wu Yun's triumphant expression, Feng Qingxuan was a little amused. Seeing that she kept emphasizing on her master's apprenticeship, she asked in a low voice: "Who is his master?"
Wu Yun smiled slyly and whispered, "It's Young Master Xuanyuan."
