Face is an intangible thing. Some people say it exists, while others think it does not exist. It all depends on what you think. Many people never care about these things, and there are also many people who regard it as important as life, and some even spend their entire lives pursuing it.
It's really not that important in Xiaodao's heart, because Xiaodao rarely cares about other people's opinions, and he never even takes other people's thoughts seriously. Therefore, the gain or loss of face is really not valued at all in Xiaodao's heart. Naturally, the issue of face cannot cause his emotional fluctuations.
But now Feng Jian is not as calm as him. At this time, Feng Jian is in a mess, and there is no way he looks like a master. At this time, he had no face, and since he was a proud person, he was naturally a person who valued face very much.
Feng Jian felt very unhappy about losing face, because this was the first time he had encountered such an embarrassing situation after practicing for so long. The unhappiness in his heart was not only because of his current embarrassment, but also because he had miscalculated. He really didn't expect that Mr. Zhang had such a method.
This is what he really can't stand. If he failed because of his carelessness, it is understandable that he would be embarrassed. After all, he is still a young man, and it is acceptable to be frivolous sometimes. But he was actually plotted against. This was not simply a matter of carelessness, but a sign that he was mentally inferior to the other party.
This was the reason why Feng Jian really couldn't accept it. You must know that he had investigated Zhang Xiaodao and deduced his character. Therefore, before coming here, Feng Jian had basically determined Xiaodao's character. But today he still missed, which shows that he underestimated the enemy too much, and the opponent was also acting with him!
"I didn't expect it! Mr. Zhang, you are also a very scheming person. Don't be too happy too early. I was careless this time, but I won't hold back next time. I don't know if Mr. Zhang is okay with you. If you keep the peace you have now, you may not be as good as I am now, so don’t get too happy too early, you may not have the last laugh.”
Feng Jian looked at Zhang Xiaodao with anger on his face. He was not in a good mood now. He had been tricked just now. This would happen to anyone. Feng Jian is doing a good job. If it were anyone else, he would probably be scolded. To be honest, Xiaodao was really a little too powerful just now. He actually set a trap on him in front of everyone. This was a very shameless thing.
Not everyone can accept such a slap in the face, so Xiaodao was not angry when Feng Jian behaved like this. Let the other party lose face in public. Although his attack was ineffective this time, he still made the other party lose face.
Also because he understood Feng Jian's feelings, Xiaodao simply ignored Feng Jian's anger, as if he didn't see it at all. The smile on his face was still the same as before the attack. The smile on his face was very annoying, especially in Feng Jian's eyes. Zhang Xiaodao at this moment should be a very hateful and despicable villain.
"Mr. Feng, you are overthinking it. How can I be happy? Especially when I see you like this, I will not take pleasure in your misfortune. As for what you said in the subsequent competition, you will not be merciful. This is also true of me. I agree very much. Let's not be soft-hearted next time. Use your true strength quickly. You must know that it is really uncomfortable to listen to people bragging in front of you. What do you think, Mr. Feng!"
In response to Feng Jian's provocation, Xiaodao not only fought back fiercely, but also made him feel disgusted. Although Xiaodao doesn't have to be the same as him, it is impossible for Xiaodao to give the opponent an advantage in terms of momentum, not to mention that in terms of eloquence, Xiaodao has really never been afraid of anyone. Not to mention Feng Jian, with his eloquence, Xiaodao can easily silence him without using all his strength.
As soon as these unreasonable words came out of his mouth, Feng Jian's face was already very ugly, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was unhappy. However, Feng Jian can be regarded as a character. In just a moment, he got rid of the control of his emotions and his face regained his composure.
He had completely lost the previous mental battle. Not only did it not scare Xiaodao, but it also caused him to lose face. He even lost face to an unknown extent. But even so, Feng Jian still knew very well that he should not continue teasing with the other party now, because it would not help the matter at all.
If he really wants to regain his face, he needs to prove to everyone through his strength that he, Feng Jian, is not a strong man who lives by his words. It was just a small mistake he made just now. It was also because he had thought clearly about this that Feng Jiancai regained his composure and was preparing for the next wave of attacks.
Feng Jian did not continue to speak. He took out a flute from his body. To be precise, it was a flute made of bones. The pale color made people feel a hint of terror without realizing it. From a distance, it looked like a pure white flute. Even Xiaodao couldn't tell what animal bones the flute was made of.
After Feng Jian took out the flute, he put it directly to his mouth and started playing without any nonsense. I felt a chill when I saw the trail. Didn't he dislike the disgustingness of the flute? Xiaodao even admired him for playing such a thing with his mouth. If it were him, he would probably be disgusted by even touching it, let alone touching it with his mouth.
Xiaodao also suddenly understood some truth. In fact, this may be the difference between evil cultivators and him. In the hearts of evil cultivators, the lives of the weak actually have no meaning. They can be used for cultivation, let alone theirs. Bones. But Xiaodao's Taoist heart doesn't think so. Although Xiaodao is not a person with a holy mother's heart, he still respects other lives.
The melodious sound of the flute soon came out, and Xiaodao's thoughts moved. Feng Jian had already started to play the flute so quickly. It seems that his attack was already accumulating strength. Xiaodao did not continue to think about it, but took out many defensive talismans from his body and attached them to his body one by one.
At the same time, the trail also scattered a large number of paper figures in the air, letting them protect the safety of the surroundings, so that the trail had a sense of security. Xiaodao knew very well that the opponent's strength was not necessarily inferior to his, and he might use very powerful attacks.
That's why Xiaodao arranged defenses inside and out to prevent fatal attacks. This is the caution that Xiaodao has developed over many years. After taking these defensive measures, Xiaodao felt that the space over Feng Jian had changed before he could continue his movements.
As the sound of the flute changed, the space around Feng Jian suddenly became extremely chaotic, as if something was about to be released. The air around Feng Jian began to vibrate, and even the aura was constantly changing. The leaves floating in the air were vibrated into powder when they passed by Feng Jian.
Of course, such details were not discovered by those onlookers, at least most people were not aware of it. But the trail can naturally be discovered, especially the space around Feng Jian, which is constantly emitting waves of coldness. It is conceivable that Feng Jian must be trying to summon something terrifying. Xiaodao is very sure of this. In fact, borrowing some mysterious power is very normal in the world of cultivation.
It's just that most practitioners borrow the power of some righteous path, such as the power of Taishang Laojun, or the power of divine soldiers and generals, etc. Possibly exuding such icy power, Xiaodao could guess without thinking too much that the other party was definitely not a serious god, and what was coming must be something evil.
The thoughts in his mind kept thinking, but there was no pause in the movements of Xiaodao's hand. At this time, he had already released a red talisman. As soon as this red talisman left his hand, it kept squirming in the air. Yes, it was not leaping but squirming, just like a small animal.
It squirmed very slowly at first, just moving once for a second, but the next second it seemed to have adapted and squirmed even faster. Just like a child learning to walk, it staggers at first, then gradually becomes familiar with it, and the walking speed gradually becomes faster, and finally it can even fly. And its flight speed was comparable to teleportation, and it disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye. Xiaodao didn't pay attention to its whereabouts.
After releasing it, Xiaodao no longer paid attention to it, but continued to stare at Feng Jian, who was the real enemy. Xiaodao can already feel that there is a very terrifying cold force that is rapidly gathering in this space. At this time, the trail can be confirmed, and Feng Jian's summons will be successful soon.
This cold meaning is so powerful, it seems that the summoned thing is probably a kind of ghost, because Xiaodao feels a very strong Yin energy. But this makes sense. This is what evil cultivators are like. Those who practice are all such heretical ways, which gives many cultivators headaches.
There is just one thing that makes Xiaodao very unhappy, that is, Feng Jian is always trying to be cool even when he is using the Tao Summoning Technique. He even got a white flute and pretends to be an intellectual with him here! When he thought of this, Xiaodao felt very unbalanced. He was trying to be cool even in a hand-to-hand competition. It was so irritating. Men who could show off better than him deserved to die!
Xiaodao kept shouting in his heart, this Feng Jiantao made him angry, and Liu Yating was still watching around, what would she do if she was fascinated by him? Thinking of this, Xiaodao couldn't wait to use his strongest attack right now to kill Feng Jian here instantly to prevent him from continuing to act cool here.
Xiaodao even had a ridiculous feeling, that is, Feng Jian seemed to practice such magic just to look cool, otherwise why would he be so elegant even when he performed Taoist magic? But Xiaodao didn't notice that at this time, he was blinded by jealousy, to the point where he didn't like Feng Jian no matter how he looked at him.
