Qi Xin was stunned for a moment, reached out and took off her mask, and a beautiful face was revealed. Her expression was still faint, but her eyes were full of anxiety and concern. Sister Ziying just looked up and was stunned when she saw Qi Xin's face. In addition, no matter men and women, they would be lost when they saw Qi Xin's face as if it were heavenly beings. At this time, she heard Feng Junzi say, "It's not yours, it's my mask."

After a long time, he didn't want Qixin to take off his mask, but to take off his mask. I reached out and took off his mask. His face was as pale as the mask, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. I asked, "Feng Junzi, how do you feel?"

Feng Junzi gasped and replied, "Comrade Shino, tell the organization that I still have twelve yuan in my pocket. Please help me pay the party dues... What is this? Qixin, why are you crying?"

Unexpectedly, Feng Junzi was still in the mood to joke, imitating the scene of a hero in the movie. When he was talking, a drop of something fell on his face. When he looked up, Qi Xin was crying silently. Zi Ying also reacted to the crying and whispered: "Don't be sad, I'll see his injuries, I can't die!"

As she spoke, she reached out to explore the wound on Feng Junzi's chest. Feng Junzi said, "Don't touch it, it hurts me to death!"

Hearing Feng Junzi's life without worries, Qi Xin held back her tears and said, "Gentleman, don't move around, let Han Ziying show you the injuries. She is proficient in the world's spiritual medicine and is also the best master to cure injuries." Qi Xin's voice was a soft female voice, but it was always cold. It seemed that she had become accustomed to speaking like this, but today's cold voice unconsciously revealed a warmth.

Feng Junzi struggled and shook his head: "Don't use Han Ziying for now, Shi Ye, come here and give me a hand."

I didn't know what he wanted to do, so I reached over, grabbed it with his left hand, and shouted softly, "Borrow the gold and jade body for use."

I felt a stinging pain in my chest, and almost screamed, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on my forehead. Han Ziying obviously saw my condition, let go of Feng Junzi's right hand and flashed over to support me, reached out to unbutton the buttons of my shirt, and saw a red spot in the shape of plum blossoms on my chest. She turned around and lifted up Feng Junzi's clothes on her chest, and Qi Xin wiped the blood with a silk squid, and it was clean without any scars!

"Feng Junzi, why are you doing this?" Han Ziying was quite dissatisfied in her tone.

Feng Junzi: "The external trauma caused by this magic power is nothing to Shi Ye's Golden Dragon Lock Jade Pillar. It will be fine in two or three days. But for me, I'm afraid I won't get up for several months!"

Han Ziying: "But, this scar cannot be removed..."

Feng Junzi: "I originally wanted to save him, so what's the point of leaving a scar? Han Ziying, you injured Qiye today, and it's also considered avenging the cliff with a whip that year. You should thank me."

Han Ziying looked at me, then Feng Junzi, her face calmed down and turned into a smile: "You are right. We should all thank you today. Give me that scar."

Feng Junzi: "Do you think it's buying vegetables? Is there a plum blossom on the front of a woman's chest beautiful? ... Shi Ye was wronged. The red snake whipped your golden dragon locked jade pillar, and the scars could not be left behind. Unfortunately, this is the only way." Qi Xin was about to speak, but when Feng Junzi said this, his face turned red and he shut up again.

Feng Junzi asked Han Ziying again: "How is Qiye? Which of us is seriously injured?"

Han Ziying: "He hurts much heavier than you. If you don't have three or five months, you won't be able to recover... Feng Junzi, what did you do? How can you catch the magic weapon with empty hands?"

Feng Junzi: "Why do you care about so much? Qiye is so miserable, I feel relieved. He is hurt more than me, so I won't suffer any loss today. How is my injury?"

Han Ziying: "Although the scars are gone, the internal injuries are still there. You have to rest for at least one month. You can't do strenuous exercise during this month. I think your injury is very strange..."

Feng Junzi shook his hand: "I understand. By the way, look at my right hand. When Qiye whipped the whip just now, I didn't have that much strength to rub a piece of skin and help me see if it would be infected?"

Han Ziying smiled: "This is nothing." She took out a box of ointment from somewhere and applied it to Feng Junzi on the palm of her hand. The silk squid of Qixin was already dirty. She tore off a pure white corner of the clothes from somewhere and carefully bandaged it for Feng Junzi.

Feng Junzi stood up with my shoulders, left Qixin's arms, took the mask back from my hand and put it in his pocket. He looked at the battlefield where he had fought fiercely, and said with dissatisfaction: "Damn it, I didn't take black today... guy, otherwise he would have lost his food and left with him."

Feng Junzi wanted to say Hei Ruyi, but changed his words again. Han Ziying comforted him: "Yes, yes, I know, you are amazing! He has already taken care of him."

Feng Junzi's expression darkened: "What awesome! We were four against one, and we let him run away, and I was injured. Why is this Qiye so profound in cultivation? If this continues, no one can conquer it."

Qixin said, "Don't worry about Qiye, Feng Junzi, you're really fine." Her tone was already calm, and she no longer called him Junzi, but called him Feng Junzi.

Feng Junzi: "You can't say it's okay, there's something else."

Qixin became nervous again: "What's the matter?"

Feng Junzi: "Who did you send me home? I just climbed down from the balcony. Now I'm injured and I can't climb back. I live on the third floor. Whoever sent me to the balcony quietly? I slipped back to the room to change my clothes. Don't find it for my parents. They are all ordinary people."

It turned out that it was such a funny thing. I volunteered to send him back, but Sister Ziying grabbed me: "Shi Ye, you are also injured. Find a place to sit quietly and regulate your breathing. I have elixirs here... Qixin, can you give me a gentleman to send you a wind?"

Qi Xin didn't say anything, just nodded as an agreement. He helped Feng Junzi leave here. Looking at Feng Junzi's figure, he was still a little unstable when walking, let alone climbing up to the balcony on the third floor. Someone really had to give him a visit.

After the two left, I asked Sister Ziying: "Why did you suddenly appear? Are you following me?"

Sister Ziying: "No, I discovered Qixin. She appeared around your school and seemed to be following someone. I was afraid it would be unfavorable to you, so I followed her. I didn't expect to catch up with such a melee. By the way, do you still have the Dragon Head Pill?"

"Dragon-headed pill? Of course there is, I didn't eat a single pill."

Sister Ziying: "Then go to the practice cave you discovered. Take a dragon-headed pill and sit quietly and regulate your breathing all night. In fact, you have nothing to do, except that scar... you have nothing to do."

"I'm not hurt? Then why don't you let me give me a gentleman?"

Sister Ziying: "Don't you see the expression of Qixin? Even if someone goes to see her off, she won't feel at ease and will follow her. It's better to let her go. Qixin's temperament is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and she has such a peerless face... No? Feng Junzi is a man, Qixin shouldn't!... Could it be that he broke her seven emotions and attack? Ishino, what's going on?"

"You guessed this, not what I said." Sister Ziying was indeed smart and thought of this at once.

Sister Ziying: "Then I guessed it right, Feng Junzi actually broke the combined attack of the seven emotions. This person is so weird."

"What's strange about it? His Taoism is magical." I'm no longer surprised Feng Junzi.

Sister Ziying: "No, the injury he suffered today is strange."

"His injury is strange? Are there any sequelae? Why don't you tell him?"

Sister Ziying: "You misunderstood. His injury was not severely injured. When I took his pulse just now, he was not injured by the magic power of the Red Snake Whip."

"No way? I clearly saw him injured."

Sister Ziying: "Qianye knows martial arts. Feng Junzi's injury is that a martial artist is injured by a long whip. Although it is also damaged, it is just an ordinary person's injury, and there is no trace of fighting injury at all. Also, when I held his meridians, I couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of magic power in his meridians, just like an ordinary person. There are only two explanations for this situation. Either he is an ordinary person at all, or his magical power is far above you and me, and we can't feel it."

"Feng Junzi's supernatural powers are far above you and me."

Sister Ziying frowned and said, "Yes, she can grab the weapon with no hand, and it is the Red Snake Whip in Qiye's hand. Few people in the world can do it. What is his origin? Ishino, I used to suspect that he was your fellow disciple, but now it seems impossible."

"How did you see it?" I was also curious.

Sister Ziying: "I know your practice very well. It is the proper way of Jindan. It is a level of cultivation at the level of realm. Although it is much faster than others, its foundation is still very solid. He is completely different. His Taoism is too erratic."

So that's the case. Smart people are also deceived by their own intelligence. I really learned the alchemy by Feng Junzi. However, Feng Junzi once said that he didn't learn the alchemy first. Sister Ziying said that his Taoism was weird, and I'm afraid he learned it from his previous master.

...

Feng Junzi had an excuse when he was injured. He was taking the excuse of recuperation at home and did not come to listen to the scriptures at night. This was fine. I ended up being idle and didn’t have to travel in the middle of the night. So I lived in Jingwu Cave Heaven, meditating and practicing at night. In the bamboo house, I occasionally think of A Xiu and his experience that night, and my mood was in a complicated way. I wanted Feng Junzi to let A Xiu go, but Feng Junzi must let me pick up Liu Yiyi after listening to the scriptures, and then I could let A Xiu go.

I found an opportunity to give Zhang Zhi the key to the house that Teacher Liu gave me. Zhang Zhi was sending a team of people to decorate the restaurant. Anyway, Rongdao Group also has a construction and installation company. It turned out that Teacher Liu also wanted to decorate the house, so he let a project team do it, and the project payment was settled separately. Zhang Zhi didn't care about the money, and Teacher Liu didn't seem to care. Zhang Zhi asked me what Teacher Liu wanted to decorate the house? How could I know this? Later, Sister Ziying said that she came to help with the design, floor, lamps, kitchen utensils, sanitary ware, and furniture. She took Teacher Liu to choose from. I haven't been to help at Shiji Hotel recently, but I don't need me anymore. Sister Ziying has also become much more idle. Zhang Zhi sent several chefs, three of them every day, and took turns to help in the hotel. She was learning craftsmanship with Sister Ziying and preparing for the future Shiji Restaurant.

Feng Junzi still comes to school every day. He can't see any injuries, but his face is not very good for more than a week, and he even takes leave for physical education class. In the first few days, his right hand was wrapped with a scrub. When someone asked him what was wrong, he said that he accidentally fell and broke his hand. He seemed to be in a bad mood recently. He sat there and didn't care much, and he always thought about his worries. I think he had something to do.

In a few days, the 32nd chapter of the Diamond Sutra of Fayuan will be finished. Tomorrow is another weekend. When school comes, Feng Junzi found me: "Shi Ye, I have something to ask you. Are you free tomorrow?"

I thought he had something to do, and he was preparing to come to me: "Of course there is time tomorrow, as long as it is during the day, I will go to listen to the scriptures at night."

Feng Junzi: "Just during the day, you go with me to Feijin Peak during the day, don't forget to bring the Locking Spirit Ring."

"What are you going to do?"

Feng Junzi: "You will know when you go. Put on the spirit lock ring and don't forget."

...

The next day, he and I took the bus to the foot of Feijin Peak fifty miles away. This place was my second time. The last time was on my birthday when I was on Sister Ziying and Axiu. I wonder what Feng Junzi pulled me here for today. Walking on the uninhabited mountain path, Feng Junzi asked me: "Where is the spirit-locking ring?"

I handed him the ring: "What's the use of asking me to carry it?"

Feng Junzi: "It's not that I'm useful, but that you are useful. If you wear it, I will tell you another wonderful use of the Spirit Locking Ring. Wear it to hide."

I put on the spirit lock ring and asked in confusion: "Then I didn't hide it either? Can't you see me?"

Feng Junzi: "It's not that you hide in front of ordinary people. In front of ordinary people, it's no different whether you wear this ring or not, but it's different for the masters in the world of cultivation. The spirit-locking ring can lock the whole body's energy and spirit without any leakage, and other people's spiritual consciousness cannot sense your existence. Experts are often confident. The spiritual consciousness of the practitioner is much more sensitive than the usual facial features, so they usually don't use the facial features and only believe in the spiritual consciousness. If you want to know if there are people around you, you won't look around and search everywhere, but use the spiritual consciousness to search. In this way, using magical powers may be deceived by magical powers. If you hide near some people with the spirit-locking ring, it won't attract attention. Now you wear it and go up the mountain with me."

It turns out that the spirit-locking ring has this wonderful use. No wonder Feng Junzi once wore it to give Qixin Huangya Pill, but with Qixin's cultivation level, he didn't notice it. As we went up, the mountain road gradually became very difficult to walk, and it was already a place that ordinary people could not get up. Feng Junzi's injuries did not seem to be completely healed, and his movements were not too flexible, so it gradually became a little difficult to climb up the mountain. Later, he simply grabbed my hand and asked me to use the magical method. He borrowed the magical powers and went up the mountain with me. We were like children from the kindergarten class, holding hands and climbing Feijinfeng. No wonder he asked me to come together. It turned out that he was looking for a labor force to send him up the mountain.

When I climbed Feijin Peak, I saw Feijin Rock at the highest point of the peak from afar. Feng Junzi stopped and said to me, "There is a man practicing on Feijin Rock. I want to come to find him. After I go, you quietly hide in a not-far place. If I call you, you jump up immediately and stand by me."

Damn! It turned out that Feng Junzi was going to find someone, but he asked me to ambush next to me. I asked curiously: "Who is there?"

Feng Junzi looked at Fei Jinyan and replied with a complicated expression: "Qianye."

"What? Qiye!" I was shocked by him. The thrilling battle seemed to have happened yesterday. Unexpectedly, Feng Junzi was injured just so he took the initiative to find Qiye.

"Yes, it's Qiye. Just keep your voice down. Even if you have the spirit-locking ring, his ears can still hear you talking."

"What are you doing to him? Do you want to avenge him for hurting you?"

Feng Junzi: "I'm not here to fight today. I have something to talk to him. I want to enlighten him and give him a chance. Don't ask, remember what I said, I'm going to go."

As he spoke, Feng Junzi took out something as thin as a cicada's wings from his pocket and put it on his face. It was the mask that Qixin gave him. He wanted to see Qiye, but he was unwilling to show his true face. After putting on the mask, he walked slowly towards Feijinyan, and I quietly slipped to the vicinity of Feijinyanyan, climbed up a big tree with slight hands and looked in the direction of the rock.

Feijin Rock is shaped like a phoenix spreading its wings, and my direction is behind the phoenix. The rocks on both sides blocked the flatness in the middle of Feijin Rock, and I didn't see Qiye. According to the height, if he was there, he should have sat and did not stand up. Feng Junzi's back had just walked near the rock, and he heard Qiye's voice: "Where are wild cranes coming from the valley and deep mountains?"

Feng Junzi replied calmly under the cliff: "The wild cranes fly south, autumn goes, winter comes."

Qiye: "It turns out that I am a fellow scattered person in the world. I'm sorry, I'm practicing alone here and don't want to meet foreign guests."

Feng Junzi: "It's not your final decision to see or not, and you are not the god of this mountain. I'm here today, just because I have something to talk to you."

As he spoke, he walked up to Feijinyan and sat cross-legged on the ground. He should have faced Qiye, but from my direction he could only see Feng Junzi, but he could not see Qiye.

I heard Qiye's tone with shock and anger: "Why are you? Who are you? You are entangled with me again and again." It turned out that Qiye saw the mask on Feng Junzi's face and recognized him as the one who grabbed the Red Snake Whip that night.

Feng Junzi: "Qianye, don't worry, today I'm not here to fight you. You have injuries, and I have injuries on your body. It's not appropriate to fight today. I have something to talk to you."

Qiye's tone returned to calm and said coldly: "If you want to say it, just say it. Don't I let you say you don't sit down?"

Feng Junzi: "Qiye, do you know what Master Facheng from Jiulin Zen Temple said to you?"

Qiye: "Facheng? That old monk who rambles! What else can he say about me is nothing more than saying that I repay my kindness with grudges. Ishino saved me, but I wanted to hurt him."

Feng Junzi shook his head: "Those words were not said by Facheng, there is someone else who spread the news. Do you want to hear the truth about Facheng?"

Qiye: "What else?"

Feng Junzi: "The old monk has always spoken strangely. He said that you are the reincarnation of the heavenly beings among the six realms, so you have blessings from the previous life in this life. If you practice Taoism and achieve success far above others, your supernatural powers have entered the realm of heavenly beings."

Qiye's tone was still cold, but he was slightly proud: "I am a person who practices alchemy and does not believe in the Buddhist sayings of the Six Paths."

Feng Junzi: "I don't believe it either, but it doesn't matter if I listen. The disciples of the Zhongnan Sect have reached the pinnacle of your cultivation. Unfortunately, the Zhongnan Alchemy only reaches the end of the Golden Alchemy Great. Going forward a step further requires personal understanding and fate. You can go far beyond your fellow disciples, and the old monk's words are not without reason."
To be continued...