On Panlong Island, Fu Tongjun looked at the forest sea from Jianlong Peak.
The cool breeze blows, and the forest sea stirs up layers of ink waves.
"The boy is gone, I feel a little lonely."
Although Panlong Island is her home, she doesn't like living here.
The elders treated their brothers and sisters with a bowl of water, but the eyes of the servants made Fu Tongjun feel like a thorn in his back.
…
"Hurry up and get ready, Master Six needs to get something to practice with."
"Huh? You learned it so quickly? Didn't you say that you just started teaching the day before yesterday?"
"Sixth Young Master is extremely talented and can master it as soon as he learns it."
"Where's Miss Seven?"
"Seventh Miss, just be slow, but you know, after all... But just prepare it, it will be used in a few days."
…
One time, Fu Tongjun went to help Henghua get the tools for training and heard such a conversation.
Such conversations happen frequently on Panlong Island.
What Fu Henghua learned in three days may take Fu Tongjun five or seven days.
In order to catch up with Fu Henghua, she has worked hard since she was a child. She put in more hardships than her other brothers and sisters, and practiced more diligently than Fu Xiangfeng and Fu Liuhui.
Her cultivation speed is faster than all of them.
However--
She has an older brother who was born on the same day in the same year.
Compared to the older brother above, the younger sister below. Everyone subconsciously compared Fu Henghua with her.
Even though those servants were very respectful to her, she knew that secretly they thought she was inferior to Fu Henghua.
And Deng Lan, these old men who are nominally servants but have watched him grow up, are aware of his secret efforts. Faced with such a struggle, I still have a sense of compassion.
Deng Lan even secretly persuaded himself not to regard Fu Henghua as an object of struggle.
But the more others see him this way, the more Mr. Fu Tong wants to prove himself.
I am no worse than Fu Henghua.
Why practice voodoo instead of the family tradition?
Because Fu Tongjun understands that if he relies on his family's inherited skills, he will never be able to surpass Fu Henghua in his lifetime.
But it was precisely because she practiced Gu that made Fu Danwei angry.
In the eyes of the old man, the reason why Fu Tongjun was weak in talent and could not give birth successfully after three years of pregnancy was because of the sequelae caused by her mother's practice of Gu.
He didn't want his granddaughter to go down such an old path again.
"elder sister--"
Fu Liuhui came from a distance, holding Qilei in his arms.
"Have you thought about it?" Fu Tongjun woke up from deep thought and smiled, "Do you want to go out with me?"
"Sister wants to go out to relax, of course I am willing to accompany you, but what is your destination?"
"Let's go to the East China Sea. If we have time, we'll also go to Fire Gate Island to have a look."
"..."
"I haven't beaten that kid for a few days, I feel a little lonely."
Fu Liuhui originally thought that Fu Tongjun was going to help Henghua. But after hearing this, it seemed that he was looking for Fu Xuanxing?
"Sister, what are you doing to Fu Xuanxing..."
"That kid is quite silly, don't you think? He's more fun to tease than Peng Ming and the others."
"..."
"Don't worry, I don't have any feelings towards him, it's just..." Fu Tongjun thought for a while and said, "Same kind?"
Fu Xuanxing is also a spiritual person. Like himself, he cannot awaken his bloodline talent and is a useless person.
But he is optimistic and cheerful, and is not sad at all.
Fu Tongjun liked Fu Xuanxing's open-mindedness very much.
In comparison, under my pride, I would always face Fu Henghua with an inferiority complex that I tried my best to hide.
Fu Liuhui: "I think he is different from us. Haven't you noticed? The old people on the island all call them 'Master Xuanxing', and there is also the attitude of my grandfather and the old man towards Fu Xuanxing."
In the past three years, Fu Xuanxing has been taught swordsmanship by Fu Danwei himself.
Sometimes, Fudanwei asked Fu Liuhui to spar with him.
Fu Liuhui has a sword bone, and even though her magic power is not as good as Fu Xuanxing's, compared to pure swordsmanship, Fu Xuanxing is far inferior to her.
Whenever Fu Xuanxing loses, Fu Danwei will encourage him with kind words and keep working hard next time.
Third brother doesn’t have this kind of attitude and this kind of treatment, right?
Fu Liuhui: "There is also the fourth sister, her attitude towards Fu Xuanxing is also very strange."
Fu Tongjun frowned when he thought of how many times he had gone to fight with Fu Xuanxing, but was blocked by Fu Yaozhen overtly or covertly.
With her spiritual vision, could she have seen something?
"Come on, girl. Let's get going."
…
White dragon boat.
Henghua turned the ship around and returned to the deck.
"How? Can it be dispelled?"
"There is some trouble. If one more person joins forces, it will be enough to dispel the illusion of the demon."
"Then let's get one more person?"
"No, I'm already here. Brother Ji, how have you slept these two days?"
"Good."
Ji Mingfeng noticed the devil's illusion outside and knew that he could not drag it out any longer and could only take risks to solve the matter.
"I'm standing at the bow of the boat, and Brother Ji is at the stern. You and I each use our powers to dispel the evil spirit on the boat."
Ji Mingfeng nodded slowly.
"what about me?"
"Stay still and don't let anyone make trouble."
Henghua walked to the bow of the ship, the Xuanhuo Fan emitted a red light, and dense innate red inscriptions appeared in the light.
"go!"
The red text was flying in the air, arranged into a "great true text".
"Isn't this the trick of that boy Ji Yunshu? How long has brother Xian stayed in Sijing Tower before he started studying this?"
Ji Mingfeng used the luck of his hands and the magic power of the golden elixir to forcefully extract the righteousness of the world and condense it into a big ball into the "Haoran article".
The white light exploded with a bang, and the awe-inspiring energy swept towards the white dragon ship, purifying the evil energy in each room.
At this time, the melodious sound of the piano and the yin and yang Dao Qi appeared at the same time.
The four of them joined forces and the demonic illusion disappeared.
Soon, Fu Yaozhen walked out of the house.
When their eyes met with Ji Mingfeng's, the two of them looked away at the same time.
She came to Fu Henghua: "It's not yet dawn, are we going back to Yanlong now?"
"It's not safe to walk on the Yanlong Waterway at night. Let's wait."
Henghua looked around, pointed to an island not far away, and said to Hengshou who had just come out.
"Drive over, let's find a place to rest."
This island is the boundary island between Yanshui and Yanlong, also known as Cold Fire Island.
Half of the island is in Yanshui and half is in Yanlong.
Everyone went to the island to rest, and there were a few monks on the island meditating.
Fu Xuanxing jumped to Yanlong's side and let out a breath of anger.
"Finally back!"
The aura of Yanshui comes with its own fire poison. After staying there for a long time, you need to take Bingxin Dan to dissolve the fire poison. However, the spiritual energy in Yanlong contains a cold and cold feeling, which has the effect of suppressing fire poison. This Cold Fire Island is undoubtedly a treasure for those who have no money to buy Bingxin Pill.
Fu Xuanxing carries a sword in its scabbard and is not afraid of fire poison. But staying in that hot place is really not as refreshing as Yanlong.
He used his hand to fan himself and greeted Henghua and others: "Hey - do you want to come over? It's much more comfortable here than over there."
Henghua and others came over one after another.
Xiaoyu felt that the bit of fire in his body was washed away by Yanlong's spiritual energy.
"Master, let everyone on the boat get off."
Henghua nodded, then jumped onto the raised rock and looked at Yanlong's luck. Hengshou stood guard.
The Heluo Bagua circulates, and the energy of the five domains is incorporated into the sea of consciousness.
Fu Yaozhen also noticed it and looked directly at the Zhu family's territory in the Southern Territory.
With a faint sigh, it finally started.
Everyone got off the boat to rest, but Ji Mingfeng returned to the boat and hid under the pretext of painting.
…
Ji Mingfeng sat in the room, looking at himself in the mirror uncertainly.
The reflection in the mirror is an unfolded scroll.
The person in the painting, this is the essence of Ji Mingfeng.
He has a secret that even Duan Sijing doesn't know.
He has a memory from the China period. That was the experience of a mortal named Ji Mingfeng who sought immortality and finally became a disciple of the painting immortal.
Ji Mingfeng believed that he was originally a spirit painter from the Chinese period, and in order to survive, he made his memories into "soul pictures". After many twists and turns, he was finally awakened by Duan Sijing.
However, under the influence of the devil's illusion, Ji Mingfeng's demonic nature exploded.
"After the continent was overthrown and before being found by Master Duan, did I wake up once?"
As a Chinese painter, Ji Mingfeng woke up after the collapse of the continent. So what exactly did he do, and why did the soul map reappear?
The power of the demon aroused the demonic nature in his body, and Ji Mingfeng saw a palace in a trance.
An old man was sitting on a golden chair, talking to himself.
There are twelve red chairs around, each with a demon cultivator sitting on it.
…
At dawn, Ji Mingfeng stepped out of the white dragon boat.
After everyone took a rest, they were planning to head to Fire Gate Island from the South Road.
"Brother Xian, you go to Huomen Island first. I will go to Shenyue Sect and then look for you in two days."
Looking at the aura of calamity filling the air in the southern region, Ji Mingfeng frowned: "You should be careful on this trip."
"Be safe, too, bro."
Following the conversation, Ji Mingfeng asked him to see him off in person.
Henghua realized something and let others sail slowly behind him while he personally sent Ji Mingfeng away from the middle.
The two had walked half a mile when Ji Mingfeng suddenly asked, "What do you think of reincarnation, brother Xian?"
"Reincarnation?"
"When a person dies and the stars turn around and then reenters the human world, is he still the same person?"
"When the stars and the sky are changing, you need to leave your memories of one life in the stars and throw your pure spiritual body into the next life. In the next life, no one can keep their own memories. Only..."
Ji Mingfeng responded: "Only those who rely on the tyranny of the golden elixir to retain part of their memory. If these people get the magic weapon sealed in the previous life and restore the memory of the previous life, will they still be the same person in the previous life?"
Fu Henghua thought for a while and pointed at the white dragon boat that was gradually catching up.
"Dude, look at this ship. If the bow is broken, if I replace it with an identical bow, will it still be the White Dragon Ship?"
Looking at the dragon-head-shaped white bow, Ji Mingfeng nodded: "Yes."
"The mast is broken, should I replace it again?"
"yes."
Then, Henghua talked about several more parts.
After being recognized again and again, Ji Mingfeng somewhat understood.
The young man clapped his hands, spread them out and said, "Finally, I replaced everything. Is it still the same as the original White Dragon Boat?
"Brother, if you think the same thing, you will be the same person in the past and next lives. If you think it's different, won't the answer come out?"
Ji Mingfeng thought for a while and laughed heartily.
"Dear brother, thank you——"
He let out a long roar and turned into a rainbow of light and escaped.
Just that direction...
Henghua showed some doubts: "Brother, is he lost?"
"Hello--"
Fu Xuanxing flew over on his mahogany sword: "Brother Ji, why did you leave from the south road?"
"I don't know. Anyway, he has cultivated the golden elixir and nothing will happen to him. Let's go forward and maybe we can catch up with him."
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