Chapter 167: I'm Not as Good as Her
During this period of Ji Hongxi's cultivation, he asked Tianfeng to return to his previous calm.
Getting up in the morning to practice swordsmanship, sunset and joy, the sunlight flowing like water, this full and different from the tranquility of the mountains and forests, for Agusu, is very rare.
The arrival of Agusu's guest is now known from top to bottom.
Many people were curious about Agusu, Lu Yun originally wanted to invite the other party to ask Tianfeng to live, but if the ordinary people of Tianfeng couldn't wait to come up, Agusu also refused.
When Lu Yun came to look for the other party, he saw Agusu chatting with Feng Yuyao.
After a long year, when they saw each other again, it was like a lifetime, and the two looked at each other, without wind or waves.
Feng Yuyao's body has lost the arrogance at the beginning, and the precipitated temperament is really gentle, like a quiet and open peony, with a little less arrogance to fight with others.
Song Xiao was still by Feng Yuyao's side, looking at the relationship between the two, it should be Qin Se and Ming.
"Ah Yun!"
Agusu shouted Lu Yun and signaled that she had come.
Lu Yun didn't refuse, and walked over leisurely, and there were many new disciples around.
After Lu Yun returned to the mountain, things about her spread among the sect.
"Senior Sister Lu." Liu Ru smiled shyly, looking at Lu Yun's eyes full of awe.
I used to think that I could catch up with this person, but now that I look at it, this person has long been at the forefront of a group of people, leading them all the way forward.
She thought, with Senior Sister Lu here, she can do anything.
"Hmm." Lu Yun responded, and his spiritual sense swept over the other party's cultivation, and there was a soft smile on his face: "The progress is good." ”
Calculating the timeline, the cultivation of these disciples is much more refined than in the original text, which is a good thing.
"It's the senior sister who taught it well." Liu Ru smiled brightly, and looked at Lu Yun with a pair of eyes.
"Senior sister, how long are you going to stay in the door this time?"
"I'm leaving tomorrow." Lu Yun said, looking at Agusu: "I came to you to say goodbye." ”
The news has been sent back, and it won't be long before a team of ancient barbarians will come to the Tibetan Sword Sect.
This matter also began to spread to the rest of the sects, and the Tibetan Sword Sect was afraid that it would be very lively at that time.
This is the first appearance of the ancient barbarians, and as the young patriarch of the Aoki clan, Agusu must be present, so the idea of the two of them traveling together in the world will have to wait for a while.
"In such a hurry?"
Agusu was a little surprised.
"Hmm."
After returning to the sect, she tried to contact the second senior brother again, but there was no response.
But the second senior brother's life card is still bright, but the firelight is slightly weak, and he should be trapped somewhere.
She has to go find the second senior brother.
There will be a lot of people, Lu Yun didn't say much, they all came, and she couldn't just leave, just sit down.
What they talked about was just the problems they encountered in their cultivation in the past, and some interesting stories in the Guman Mountain Range.
Lu Yun was cold to the outside world, she didn't talk much, and in the midst of everyone, she just sat quietly and groaned.
Occasionally, if someone dared to ask a word or two about cultivation, Lu Yun would also answer carefully, which made those disciples excited.
The discussion between the disciples was extended a lot of time due to the arrival of Lu Yun.
When they dispersed, they were satisfied.
Lu Yun, who rarely said a lot in front of everyone today, was holding a tea cup to moisten his throat, and not far away, Agusu was playing with the spirit beast in the door.
Opposite her, Feng Yuyao's gaze was subtle and slightly astringent.
"Lu Yun, I'm not as good as you." After a long time, she heard Feng Yuyao's voice.
What I saw when I looked up was the gloom on Feng Yuyao's face.
"Why are you comparing yourself to me?"
Lu Yun's eyes were straightforward.
"You are you, I am me."
"As I said that day, you and I have different ways, and each goes his own way."
Her arrival affected Feng Yuyao, the daughter of luck in the original text, Feng Yuyao, who is not so glorious under her current background.
But no one denies Feng Yuyao's excellence.
If Feng Yuyao insists on comparing herself with herself, in terms of mood, I am afraid that there will be problems again.
His eyes swept over Song Xiao to the side, and this person became more silent than when he first saw him, and his cultivation was fine, but the demonic obstacle that was born at the beginning did not seem to have been completely eliminated.
Receiving Lu Yun's gaze, Song Xiao looked over, and there was nothing unusual in her cold expression.
It's different after all.
She thought to herself.
"I am me."
Feng Yuyao's expression flickered, and she seemed to be a little dazed by this answer.
She looked at the person in front of her.
The other party especially prefers Tsing Yi, because in the sect, Lu Yun's clothes are more fluttering than when he is outside, which sets off the other party's graceful figure.
After a trip outside, the immaturity on Lu Yun's face completely retreated, but the eyes, as at the beginning, were steady, cold, and unshakable.
And the sword intent on her body is sharper and more controllable than before.
It's an out-of-body sword, alert enough to be vigilant, but not to hurt people at will.
Lu Yun's growth is in the eyes of everyone, even if it is Feng Yuyao, it is undeniable that the other party is more suitable for being a sword cultivator than himself.
Her heart is too firm and untainted, as if everything is the same for her, and this is also for herself.
Thinking back to the days when I was confronted by the opposite party because of that arrogance, I feel ridiculous.
"Yes, I'm me."
Feng Yuyao raised her lips, and her face dissipated, leaving behind a sense of relief.
She can take Lu Yun as a target, but she doesn't have to force herself to be the same as the other party.
"Thank you."
Feng Yuyao thanked her, and raised the teacup to Lu Yun: "Also, I want to apologize for my original demonic shock." ”
At that time, she considered herself the proud daughter of the sky, and she should be unparalleled in the world and admired by all people.
So when someone shows up to steal the limelight, she is resentful and jealous.
And now, after the peace of mind, the retrospective is only childish.
"Okay."
Lu Yun drank this cup of tea.
Without further ado, he got up and bowed his head in farewell.
You don't have to draw your sword against each other, and it doesn't mean you can be a friend.
The wind of the Tibetan Sword Sect is docile, blowing the girl's skirt flying, like a butterfly chasing the wind.
Free and ...... Frivolous.
"I'm not as good as her." Feng Yuyao said, this sentence is sincere.
And beside her, Song Xiao's eyes stared for a long time, hiding a lot of gray colors, for a long time, as if answering Feng Yuyao, she responded with a "hmm".
Before leaving, Lu Yun went to the place where the Flame Mirror was, and this thing was placed on Xing Tianfeng.
"Would you like to go in and have a look?"
The second elder broke the waves and asked Lu Yun.
For this disciple, Broken Waves did not hide his admiration.
"No, you don't."
She shook her head.
"It's good that Master knows I've been here." Although the clouds are scattered, there is a little bit of good teaching.
You don't have to be a child to do what you should do.
"Master, I don't know when this trip will return, Master take care."
After saying this, she bowed to the flame mirror, and when she got up, she left without looking back.
Broken Waves remained in place, and he didn't speak until he couldn't see Lu Yun.
"Not worried?"
"I remember that your second apprentice was not in a good situation this time."
Being targeted by a group of people who are no different from ghosts, it's already a fluke that he didn't die.
Although Lu Yun is now Jindan, he may not be able to succeed if he goes.
(End of chapter)