All in all, a dirty game can be considered a win-win situation!
Feng Linwen got what he wanted and was extremely satisfied.
Although the skill has regressed to the 32nd level of Qi training, it can be quickly restored by just stacking up resources.
And with the assistance of Zuiyang Zhenqing, this process will only be faster.
After experiencing a catastrophe, Fushan Holy Land entered a state of semi-closure. Except for those inherent spheres of influence that cannot be lost. Most of the territories under its control were ceded, and at the same time, recruitment of new disciples was basically stopped.
Of course, this is only part of the harvest. If this continues, Fushan Holy Land will only become weaker and weaker.
Compared with being conservative externally, it is more open internally.
Not only does it increase the supply of resources to disciples, but it also opens up more places to enter the inner sect.
Many of the original conservative and rigid regulations have been lifted, and talents have been recruited more eclectically.
As for the inner gate competition that was about to open... although it is still going on, and the rewards for the top few have been increased, it is no longer just for the Nine Styles of Floating Life.
Now that the sword secret has been leaked, there is no point in keeping it secret.
Simply so, the Nine Forms of Fusheng have become the common sword techniques for all disciples of the Fushan Sword Sect. The first five forms can be obtained from the master at different realms, while the last four forms require a certain amount of merit in exchange.
At the same time, there was also a group of Lingtai realm monks who secretly formed a team to hunt down the escaped prisoners and try to avoid the spread of the Nine Forms of Floating Life.
Naturally, Feng Linyi, the elder responsible for imparting the exercises, seemed very embarrassed.
His status plummeted. Although Holy Lord Fushan did not deprive him of his elder seat, it also made Feng Linhui, an elder in the Qi training period, increasingly marginalized in the Holy Land.
These were all calculated by Feng Linwen long ago.
The so-called status and reputation... are all false.
Holding a heavy treasure in his hand will attract people's fear sooner or later. Once the Nine Styles of Fusheng are revealed, not only will he, the elder who teaches martial arts, lose his value, he will also be in danger.
It just so happens that now, he is still an elder in name, but he has stripped off his original pomp earlier.
Because of the proliferation of the Nine Fusheng Styles, his life was not in danger at all.
"Hmph! It's so irritating! Juntian Holy Land is just going too far to deceive others. Under the guise of communication, they don't want to test the depth. Each one... is simply arrogant and domineering." Bai Xiaotian angrily said from He walked in from outside the palace, mumbling incessantly.
Feng Linwen rolled his eyes while she wasn't paying attention.
Does this little girl really think of herself as a member of Fushan Holy Land?
But it is true that time sometimes gives people an illusion.
The pulse masters, holy masters, and elders of Fushan Holy Land are indeed mostly gloomy and have their own agendas. But Fushan Holy Land has more ordinary disciples and deacons. As the reincarnation of the nominal Fushan ancestor, Bai Xiaotian will definitely have many friends who are either sincere or hypocritical. Gradually, Bai Xiaotian may have really developed a sense of belonging to Fushan Holy Land.
This is normal, and Feng Linwen never reminds Bai Xiaotian.
After all, speaking of hypocritical friends...he might be one of them, so what position does he have to interfere with others?
Feng Linwen's greatest advantage is that he never thinks too highly of himself and can clearly see his position.
Many people always have a few friends who think they are full of loyalty and courage, while others are just hypocritical. Then they will arbitrarily find fault and accuse, and even make false conclusions for others. This kind of person is a typical person who has no self-awareness. They even completely forgot that the friends they said were as close as brothers and sisters had also been taken advantage of a lot by them.
"Okay! Calm down! How did you do with the things I asked you to inquire about?" Feng Linwen asked.
Bai Xiaotian took the tea handed over by Feng Linwen and drank it gurglingly. She looked quite proud, but she didn't have any princess disease.
"Isn't it just about your cheap female master? I've already found out about it. But... give up! If you want her to be moved and throw herself into her arms, you're probably out of luck, so you might as well think of a way. Let's see if we can get her drunk and drugged!" I have to say... Bai Xiaotian now has a stronger market atmosphere and is a bit crooked.
"It's not my influence! It's not my influence! It has nothing to do with me! It has nothing to do with me!" Feng Linwen thought silently in his heart, and at the same time complained about the poor discipline of Three-legged Frog Jinbao, which allowed Bai Xiaotian to contract these bad habits.
"Ahem! Let's get down to business! You're a girl, don't talk so openly." Feng Linyi gave some advice.
Bai Xiaotian sneered, her silly Baitian temperament seemed to be gone, which was heartbreaking.
"According to my inquiries, the Liu family of Maoyang County, where Liu Qingmei was born, is also a wealthy cultivator family. It is said that the Liu family also has some ancient demon blood. Therefore, the Liu family is not only naturally handsome, but also good at stimulating wood magic and practicing immortality. The technique. Later, for some unknown reason, the Liu family was wiped out overnight. Of the entire clan, only Liu Qingmei survived, and was brought back to Fushan Holy Land by Master Qingyang, who had an old acquaintance with the Liu family." Bai Xiao When Tian said this, he suddenly stopped talking.
Because a third person appeared in the hall.
Feng Linwen raised his head and looked at the person who came. There was no embarrassment or stiffness on his face. Instead, he smiled and said, "You are out of seclusion? But have you made any progress?"
Liu Qingmei looked at Feng Linwen, and then stared at Bai Xiaotian for unknown reasons.
Bai Xiaotian shrank her head in embarrassment, then shook her head at Liu Qingmei, indicating that she was not close to Feng Linwen.
"What do you want to know?"
"Let me tell you!" Liu Qingmei's voice was far from cold, just a little distant and contradictory.
This may be a way to hide painful emotions.
"When I was sixteen years old, I picked up an injured old man from outside the city. I used our family's magic to constantly treat his wounds. Later, when he woke up, he learned that our Liu family's bloodline was different, and he recovered from his injuries. It was of great benefit. So he killed all my people in one night and drained their essence and blood, leaving only me alone... He said it was to repay my life-saving grace... ·Haha!" Liu Qingmei's voice was still steady, but under this calmness, the suppressed pain made people sympathize.
Feng Linwen did not hesitate, walked forward, took Liu Qingmei's hand, and asked her to continue talking without interrupting her memories.
"Do you think I named myself Jingchou out of revenge?"
Shaking her head, Liu Qingmei continued: "No! I just want to remind myself that I... destroyed my own family and brought disaster to everyone. Maybe it's God's will, maybe it's retribution... ··After that man killed my entire family, in the eighth year of my cultivation in Fushan Holy Land, I failed to overcome the tribulation and died under the heavenly tribulation. I no longer have any enemies, but the hatred in my heart will never be forgotten. ···.”
"This is revenge that cannot be avenged, hatred that cannot be extinguished...it cannot be cut off!"
After talking about it, she stared at Feng Linyi, with unconcealable sadness and pain in her expression.
