Hearing this long sigh, Jun Buqi frowned and looked up at her silently.
After the two people's eyes met, Yu Feixue lowered her head without leaving a trace. With a flick of her hand, a short table appeared in front of her, with tea sets placed on the table.
Hot air was like a mist, rising from the spout of the pot, lingering and steaming in front of the two of them, showing off their teeth and claws in a bluffing manner.
That movement was still as calm and natural as before. If Jun Buqi hadn't sensed some dodge in her eyes, it would have been difficult to detect anything unusual about her.
“A pot of tea from twenty years ago can still be smelled of heat today.”
In one sentence, Jun Buqi was brought back twenty years ago. Thinking of the day she talked to him, she felt somewhat emotional.
But who would have thought that twenty years later, she would end up failing in seclusion!
"Sister, take this!"
Jun Buqi took out two bottles of Quiet Soul Pill from his small purse and put them on the table, "Although I failed to advance to the Mahayana realm,..."
"Advancing to the Mahayana realm has not failed."
"Hmm? What about him, uncle?"
"I lied to him!"
"Eh? Why?"
Jun Buqi had the urge to scratch his head, but in the end he resisted. He didn't want to show such an ignorant young attitude in front of Yu Feixue.
Yu Feixue did not answer, but pushed a cup of tea in front of Jun Buqi.
Jun Buqi held the tea and looked at her silently. Within a few seconds, she looked down at the tea cup in her hand and turned it unconsciously.
Jun Buqi couldn't figure out why Yu Feixue would lie to others, but there was one thing she couldn't lie to. That was that something was really wrong with her, otherwise her face wouldn't be so ugly.
If she wants to pretend, there is no need to pretend to be sick.
The promotion was not failed, but the soul was injured... What kind of operation is this?
Jun Buqi can't understand this weirdness, his cultivation level is too different, it's a complete blind spot in knowledge.
"How has your cultivation progressed over the years?"
Yu Feixue broke the silence, her eyes not making contact with him intentionally or unintentionally.
"Well, it's okay! Now I'm in the Golden Core realm."
"Tell me about your years!"
"..."
Jun Buqi was full of doubts, but couldn't think of a reason, so he began to talk about what he had experienced over the years.
Of course, I speak with some reservations.
Although Yu Feixue knew some details about him, she still had to have some reservations, such as when Mu Jiuge obtained the Heaven-Building Pill.
It's not that I don't want to believe her, but I don't want her to be bothered by it.
But he did not hide the fact that Qingxuanzong had a mole.
When she heard this, Yu Feixue didn't seem too surprised.
Next comes the sect assessment and the trip to the Zenith Secret Realm.
Unconsciously, half an hour has passed, and the atmosphere between the two has become much more natural. Yu Feixue's mood has also improved a lot, and there is more blood on her face. From time to time, she covers her lips and chuckles, laughing and scolding him.
He is a cunning little guy who has tricked so many people.
Jun Buqi chuckled nonchalantly, and then took out some white neon clothes. He didn't dare to put his bellyband in them for fear of being beaten.
"Sister, these clothes are from me as a gift to you, please don't dislike them."
Yu Feixue's expression was slightly startled. Her cheeks, which were originally a little red, became even more flushed. She nodded slightly and said, "You are serious, let's stop here today!"
Jun Buqi was stunned for a moment, secretly thinking that he was hasty and the gift was given too early.
"Sister, can I come see you more often in the future?"
His eyes became hot again, like a young man who had just fallen in love, and his anxious look was naturally revealed.
Yu Feixue slightly avoided his gaze, silently picked up the tea cup, and said softly: "You don't have to come here often. Your cultivation level is low, so you should focus on cultivation. Come here occasionally and talk to me."
"Hey, disciple, don't worry, don't worry..."
Jun Buqi said goodbye and left. When he walked out of Taixu Hall, his whole body was floating.
"What did you say to my master? You've been talking for so long!"
Leng Hanshuang's voice entered his sea of consciousness, and Jun Buqi shook his finger, "The Tao is Tao, but it is very Tao. Tao said, it's wonderful, hehe..."
"Virtue!"
Leng Hanshuang flew up with a kick, and Jun Buqi moved and dodged away.
"It's been three days since I left. I'm no longer the Amon I used to be. Senior Sister Leng, I'm leaving!"
Seeing Jun Buqi drifting away, Leng Hanshuang couldn't help but murmur, "This boy is quite good at escaping. But who is Amon?"
As a result, when she turned around, she saw her master standing behind her with a smile on his face.
"Master! Why did you come out?"
Yu Feixue reached out and touched her face, "What were you muttering about just now?"
"No, it's nothing. It's just Junior Brother Jun. I feel like he's too floating."
"Young man is just high-spirited, you are not that old..."
"Master, I am almost a hundred years old."
"You are two hundred years old. In my teacher's eyes, you are still the little girl with a runny nose and tears."
"Master~~"
"Okay, okay, you have to go through the tribulation too! Are you ready?"
"Well, it's ready."
…
Jun Buqi went down the mountain humming a little tune to welcome the wind.
Xiao Wuxie asked: "Senior brother, what are you so happy about?"
"Senior Aunt Yu is fine, of course Senior Brother is happy! Let's go, Senior Brother will give you, this little greedy cat, a spicy hotpot to try tonight. Yoyo, you are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth, I only love you, Yoyo
Ah sell Hugh Pengsta..."
"Senior brother, what are you singing about?"
"What a joyful song! How about writing and singing it yourself?"
"strange!"
"You don't have the ability to appreciate things. It seems that senior brother needs to cultivate your interests and hobbies."
"My love! You sing and I listen!"
On the mountain, hearing this strange voice coming from the mountain, the corners of Yu Feixue's lips couldn't help but raise.
Leng Hanshuang coughed lightly and said, "If Junior Brother Jun were more serious, he would actually be fine. Although his cultivation is a bit poor, he is quite clever and values friendship."
"The young man is so high-spirited! It's not surprising!" Yu Feixue said with a smile, "You mean he and Mo Changgeng spent more than ten days looking for something gentle and kind!"
"Master knows!"
"What he said before was very affectionate. What's the matter? You are interested in him. Do you need me to ask him what he means for you?"
Hearing this, Leng Hanshuang hurriedly raised her hands and said, "No, no, no, no, master, please don't make fun of this disciple. I don't like how he acts like a fool."
"Then you like Mo Changgeng who is steady and honest?"
"Master~~"
"Kekeke..."
Leng Hanshuang felt that the master was a little strange. He seemed a little different from before. In the past, the master would not make such a joke with her. At most, he would just tease her with his eyes.
Alas! I don’t know whether this change is good or bad. Could it be that Master’s soul has been damaged and his temperament has also changed? Eh? What should I do?