Immortality

Chapter 100: The Frog in the Well, the Covenant of Building the Foundation (Subscribe for the Monthly Ticket)
On the deep lake.

Ever since Patriarch Dingfeng showed up, cultivators have been retreating one after another.

The atmosphere on the Chuanyun Boat was depressing.

Feng Yun's face was gloomy and he still couldn't believe it.

He was a direct disciple of the Taoist Palace, but he was tricked by a small foundation-building force in the eastern branch of the Zihe River.

This is the first time I have encountered such a situation since I started practicing.

In this regard.

Fang Sheng had no intention of comforting her. He concentrated on driving the Cloud Piercing Boat towards Shenhu Market.

however.

Only halfway through, a figure in bright red suddenly caught my eye.

The man's sleeves danced in the wind, his posture was quiet and elegant.

"The clouds are moving..."

His brows twitched, knowing that she was waiting for Feng Yun here, so he took the initiative to stop over.

At this time, several people in the boat also noticed the front, and they all felt awed:
"Senior Xingyun."

"Master..."

"Well, this time it is my disciple who has caused trouble for you all."

Xingyun said in a cold voice.

She stood in the air, her voice was clear and ethereal, as if it was very close at hand, yet also as if it was floating from the sky, thousands of miles away.

Fang Sheng looked at this old friend from his past life and smiled amiably:
"You are too polite, senior. It is not a bother."

Xingyun turned his eyes when he heard this.

After carefully looking Fang Sheng up and down and seeing the Qingyang Dao badge on his waist, he already knew his identity.

"Mr. Fang...thank you for taking care of the stone earlier."

Her expression softened a lot, and she didn't address him by his Taoist name, but just called him by his name.

At this moment, looking at this person with the same name.

There was a rare hint of reminiscence in Xingyun's eyes.

Deep in my memory, a hazy and gentle face vaguely emerges.

That person has deep eyes, lofty ambitions, and a smile on his face that is always full of confidence and calmness...

It's a pity that there is a difference between immortals and mortals, and old friends are no longer there.

Even a powerful being like the Nascent Soul Transforming into a God cannot defy the manipulation of the spiritual roots.

The more we meet, the more melancholy we feel.

Xingyun originally thought.

Time flies, and the story back then is just a fleeting shadow, but I never thought that we could continue our fate in this world...

What a pity, it seems so now.

Perhaps the only similarity between the two is their eyes and expressions, both of which are so calm, indifferent, and unwavering.

……

"Master!"

Feng Yun suddenly spoke up, wanting to vent her grievances.

Xingyun cast a look at her, his expression suddenly changed, as cold as frost and snow:

"Humph!"

"After forty years of training, you always rely on your status and think you are good at scheming and can control and manipulate everything."

Speaking of it.

Xingyun glanced at Zhulong intentionally or unintentionally.

Then she continued with a cold look in her eyes:

"Now that you've met someone who won't give in, your true nature as a frog in a well is immediately revealed!"

"For five years, you have been sitting in a well and watching the moon, and you can see that there is no one in the well. Do you think that millions of people in the world cannot see the bright moon, and only you, a frog in the well, can see it?"

"You despise the heroes of the world, ignore the He family, and don't even take the people around you seriously..."

"..."

These words seemed to be an epiphany for me.

Feng Yun was stunned for a moment.

Complex emotions flashed in her eyes, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily under her light silk dress.

at this time.

Xingyun paused for a moment, and turned his gaze to Fang Sheng:
"Fang Sheng, I see that you are calm and composed in your dealings with others, without showing off your sharp edge. In fact, your edge is restrained."

"Presumably, you are also secretly planning to build your foundation?"

Hear the words.

Fang Sheng has not responded yet.

The people around him looked over in astonishment.

Zhao Miaoyan was filled with admiration. He had vaguely sensed it before, but he had never been sure.

Zhulong and Ao Yueru were equally surprised.

Although Fang Sheng has reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, his appearance is no different from that of a young man in his twenties.

But his actual age is over 40, and his spiritual roots are poor.

In this situation.

Other cultivators had long since given up the idea of ​​building a foundation and turned to other goals.

This was what happened to Zhao Miaoyan many years ago.

Fang Sheng hasn't given up yet?

……

Facing Xingyun's question, there were also other people's gazes.

Fang Sheng was startled.

However, he quickly smiled and replied calmly:

"There is still a chance. Even if it is slim, we must try it." The foundation-building process is still a long way to go. There is no need to publicize it everywhere and cause trouble.

but.

Now that it has been pointed out, there is no need to deny it out of guilt.

Just admit it generously.

Not only building the foundation, even if Xingyun said that his goal was to become an immortal, he would not deny it.

Who hasn’t dreamed of becoming an immortal?
"Qingyang, this..."

Feng Yun's eyes were complicated.

Out of inertia, she had never thought that Fang Sheng would have the idea of ​​breaking through to the foundation-building stage.

After all, Fang Sheng only has mixed spiritual roots.

If you want to build a foundation, you usually need at least a medium spiritual root.

The miscellaneous spiritual roots are too far away.

Even if Fang Sheng broke through to the seventh level of Qi Refining, she would just give him a congratulatory gift and forget about it.

I never cared about...

Until now, Master has revealed it all!
Only then did she realize that her friends around her also had such ambitions.

Suddenly, a breeze blew in my face, blowing up my black hair.

Feng Yun finally woke up...

What's so surprising about this?

To form a pill one needs a high level of spiritual roots, and I only have a medium level of spiritual roots, so am I not just dreaming?
As a person of lower spiritual roots, Ao Yueru also wanted to build a foundation...

"Ugh!"

"What is the difference between the three of us?"

"What is the difference between me and thousands of others?"

Feng Yun murmured to himself, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, and his eyes suddenly calmed down.

She entered the Taoist palace since she was young.

He believes that he is extremely gifted and possesses a spiritual body, and few of his peers can resist him.

Over the past few decades, he has unconsciously become more and more arrogant and conceited, secretly believing that he is superior to others.

In the end, he locked himself in a deep well!
Ha ha……

Feng Yun shook his head slightly, a self-deprecating smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

She sighed, looked at the blazing sun in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh:
"Master is right."

"Before, I was just a frog in a well. With a few tricks, I thought I could control everything..."

Fengyun looked towards Zhulong.

Ignoring the expectation on his face, he said bluntly:
"Junior Brother Zhulong, you are a good person."

"Feng Yun has already pledged his life to the immortal path. Previously, I only wanted to use you, and I had no feelings for you at all."

"Junior brother, please wake up soon. Feng Yun will repay you double for all the kindness you have received over the years..."

"what?"

Zhulong suddenly lost his composure and felt like the sky was falling.

He couldn't believe it.

My senior sister would suddenly say something like this to me.

"Senior Sister, this, this is not right..."

however.

Feng Yun raised his hand to interrupt him, then looked at Fang Sheng and Ao Yueru:

"Qingyang, Ruyue."

"When Feng Yun returns this time, he will rely on his own abilities to impact the foundation."

"I wish you two a long and prosperous life, and may the lamps of your hearts shine brightly forever."

"In the future, when the three of us have successfully established our foundation, we will definitely gather together to celebrate and talk about the future..."

"May Fellow Daoist Feng Yun have a limitless path to immortality, and may the lamp of his heart always burn brightly!"

Fang Sheng responded with a cupped hand.

His eyes fell on Feng Yun's expression of enlightenment.

But in my heart I was admiring Xingyun's spirit.

In order to set up a trap for his apprentice, he was even willing to give up the spiritual objects for building his foundation...

It's not as fussy as the previous rumors said...

Subsequently.

Ao Yueru also boosted her morale and said in a valiant tone:

"Fellow Daoist Fengyun, let's meet again after we build our foundation."

the other side.

See the disciple's performance after his sudden enlightenment.

Xingyun, who had not spoken for a long time, nodded slightly.

She looked her apprentice up and down, as if she saw a jade butterfly emerging from its cocoon:

"Come back with me."

"If you get a spiritual object this time, it will be extremely difficult to form a pill."

"Now that you can change your mind, the chance of forming a pill in the future is one in a hundred."

"As for the He family's vengeance on me, if you have the means to do so in the future, you can take revenge on your own..."

As soon as the words were spoken.

Xingyun took one last look at Fang Sheng and nodded slightly at him.

A scarlet flaming silk suddenly flew up, and the figures of the master and disciple quickly disappeared into the sky...

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