"It's a very real dream, it feels like it's really happened" Feng Ning put his head against the crook of Yu Changshu's arm, "Master, am I sick?" ”

The physique of a cultivator is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and there is spiritual power running around the body every day and washing in the meridians, so it is difficult for a cultivator to get sick.

In the dream, Si and the doctor told Feng Ning every day that she was sick, but she didn't believe it, however, today Feng Ning doubted whether she was really sick?

She found a lot of spiritual weapons, used a lot of elixirs, and tried a lot of methods, but she still couldn't stop dreaming.

"You're not sick." Yu Changshu's fingers gently passed through the wind condensation, but his soul was unstable

Although Feng Ning was still skeptical, Yu Changshu said that she was not sick, so she was not sick, no one wanted it, she was really sick, wasn't it?

The weather in the cultivation realm has changed very frequently recently, and after the heavy snowfall, there is a continuous rain, and it suddenly transitions from winter to summer.

Feng Ning's least favorite thing is to go out on a rainy day. Although it can also open the spirit shield so that the rain can't enter the body, the wet air still makes people can't help but be irritable.

Taking advantage of the rain, Feng Ning began to retreat at Yushan Peak, and she seemed to have been cultivating well for a long time to improve her cultivation.

Feeling that his cultivation was faintly breaking through the Yuan Infant, Feng Ning came out of the room.

I took a deep breath, and the air outside the house, with the freshness and comfort of the trees, was like my soul was going to pop out of my heart.

The scenery of Yu Changshu is still so beautiful, Feng Ning walked on the road paved with small stones, the sun shone on her face, and she looked unexpectedly a little weak.

How old is she this year?

It seems that after reaching Yuanying, she never counted her age.

Feng Ning raised his hand and looked at his delicate fingers, he was dozens of years old, if he was an ordinary person, his hands would have been full of wrinkles.

"Out of customs?"

Yu Changshu's voice came.

"Well, there's a bottleneck." Feng Ning walked up to Yu Changshu and tugged at his sleeve.

"It's normal for bottlenecks to be broken through when the time comes." Yu Changshu's hand was attached to the back of Feng Ning's hand, gently comforting her.

"Hmm." Feng Ning pouted and rubbed it in Yu Changshu's hand, "Master won't help me." ”

"Cultivation is your own business, no matter how anxious you are, others can't interfere." Yu Changshu sat down, put Feng Ning's head on his lap, and his hand ran down her hair to her neck, "It's still too slow, you have to hurry up and improve your cultivation." ”

"Oh." Feng Ning replied in a muffled voice, more strict than before.

Chu Lan always said that he was the weakness of Yu Changshu, but Feng Ning felt that what he said was not right at all.

Feng Ning closed his eyes, and his face was tightly pressed against Yu Changshu's clothes.

Yu Changshu's body temperature came through his clothes, not as cold as he imagined, in the eyes of others, Yu Changshu is an immortal who is beyond the world, but in Feng Ning's heart, he is also an ordinary person with feelings.

is also the most important person in her heart now.

Outsiders think that Yu Changshu is very cold, but in fact, in this world, there is no real coldness at all.

Any person has more than one or two simple personality attributes.

People will respond accordingly according to their personality preferences, moods, and liking for the external environment.

If a person always has a cold painting style in front of you, and where you can't see it, it is gentle, warm and even charming, then you can pat your ass and leave, because if nothing else, this person will never take care of you for the rest of his life.

Feng Ning thought, if she was not Yu Changshu's apprentice, then she was too, one of the many small shrimps who could only see Yu Changshu's high and cold appearance.

The world where strength determines a qiē is so loving.

Although she doesn't have the strength to suppress, she has a backstage that no one can shake, and thinking about it like this, Feng Ning feels that Heavenly Dao is still very good to her.

In her previous life, she was a little orphan who lived by watching everyone's faces, and in this life, there was a master who had a bug in general, could it be that after being reborn, the golden finger given to her by the way of heaven?

"Goldfinger?" Yu Changshu touched Feng Ning's fingers and fell into deep thought.

Feng Ning covered his mouth and accidentally said what he was thinking, how to explain this?

"Turning your fingers into gold with exercises is a unique skill of Buddhism, will you?" Yu Changshu frowned, his expression was very strict, "The Buddha Dao of the Cultivation Realm is withering, and the Immortal Realm has this exercise, how do you know?" ”

Wind Condensation""

There is really a bit of stone into gold in the world, and with this in mind, Feng Ning feels that it is still necessary to go to the fairy world.

Today's weather is good, the weather in the cultivation realm, after pumping for a while, is back to normal, even the gathering place of demon cultivation in the west, because of the strong rain some time ago, saplings have emerged from the soil one after another, and a piece of vitality is vibrant, covering the murderous aura on this land.

Feng Ning came out of Yu Changshu and wanted to visit Lingle to discuss the piano skills she hadn't practiced for a long time, but found that Lingle was not at the Charm Peak at all.

The disciple of Fu Charm Peak said that she had gone out to run errands and had been away from the Lingshan Sect for a while.

As soon as she heard the word "far away", Feng Ning stopped thinking about waiting for her to come back.

As long as there is a good spiritual weapon, a thousand miles a day is not too simple for cultivators, so the cultivation world generally does not use the word "far", if it is used, it is estimated that it will not come back without ten days and half a month.

Feng Ning circled around, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Chu Lan for a long time, and he had been avoiding her since he told her the news of Feng Yuan last time.

If the mountain doesn't come, I'll go over.

Feng Ning knew about Feng Yuan, and he couldn't blame Chu Lan, but he shouldn't have changed her jade pendant without authorization.

Chu Lan's cultivation was not under Feng Ning, he couldn't find Feng Yuan when he rushed over, and if it was her, she might not be able to save Feng Yuan.

Some things, in the dark, are really destined by heaven, and people can't believe it.

When is it time to take the time to go back to the mortal world, the courtyard of the Feng family, no one cleans it, or there should be an extra name on the stone tablet

Feng Ning tried the corners of his eyes, the water that flowed out inexplicably, his eyes were red, and he muttered in his heart, it was really useless.

Feng Yuan is just an ordinary person, there is no accident now, and a few decades later, he will still face the same parting, but it is just a little ahead, to be calm, calm

The lifespan of a cultivator is hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years, and ordinary people have a lifespan of one hundred years.

This is the fundamental reason why cultivators and ordinary people can't get along well.

A face grows old with the years, and a face will always stay in the best time, and will not change with the years.

Can you be good friends?