Zhi Yuanjian lay there for a while before he regained his composure, and Dang even asked Zhiyou to 'perform' again.
Zhiyou didn't say yes or no, just looked at him indifferently with her clear black and white eyes,
Regardless of whether it was a threat or a request, Zhi Yuanjian remained silent until he regained his senses and slowly calmed down before saying calmly: "Uncle Master, don't force anything. You and Master will naturally meet again one day, so there is no need to rush.
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Zhi Yuanjian was silent for a long time, then he sighed and said: "You are right, I was too impatient. It must be extremely difficult for your master to cast his spiritual consciousness, but I interrupted him abruptly."
Zhiyou couldn't bear to see that he was half-dead for a 'heartless' man, but he couldn't say anything at this situation, so he could only sigh and said: "Uncle, don't worry, the master will definitely come back to you in the future."
I wonder if he would cheer up immediately if he were called Master Zhiyuanjian?
An idea came to Zhiyou's mind that was so weird that it made her want to fight in a cold war. She wanted to try it but didn't dare. It didn't matter how good the Zhiyuan sword was. She was afraid of being killed by Feng Zhiyuan from the air.
That person was really evil, and she didn't dare to do anything wrong.
Previously, she had really felt the probing gaze, which was very far away, so far away that it seemed like the gaze from another world.
Maybe he is still observing them secretly now, but they can't feel it.
Thinking of this, Zhiyou felt that there were eyes everywhere in the temple. The originally magnificent temple suddenly became filled with gloomy wind, and Feng Zhiyuan's smile also became weird.
Feeling that he couldn't stay here for long, Zhiyou stroked his arm and whispered, "Uncle, let's leave first."
"I'm not leaving."
Zhi Youjian said dullly: "You said your wish is to become the disciple of the Wind God, and the Wind God has agreed. Therefore, you voluntarily prayed for the gods of the world in the temple for three years, and the Wind God has also agreed."
After hearing this, Zhiyou was silent for a moment and asked: "So I want to stay here for three years? What was Uncle Master's original plan?"
Zhiyuan Jiandao: "Originally, I just wanted everyone to know that you are the master's disciple."
In this way, Zhiyou has the greatest reliance in the world of cultivation.
As Feng Zhiyuan's disciple, the entire Feng Shen Sect has to treat her as an ancestor.
Not to mention that they want to harm her, even touching a hair on her head is quite a provocation to the Feng Shen Sect.
Zhiyou asked: "How can others believe that I am the master's disciple?"
"Of course I have my own way."
"I see."
Zhiyou nodded and asked no other questions.
Zhi Yuanjian asked again: "Actually, you don't want to stay here, do you?"
Zhiyou said calmly: "Uncle, don't worry too much."
It doesn't really matter whether she wants it or not, the question is whether she wants it or not.
She doesn't like being forced by others, but she has been doing things she doesn't like and has become the person she doesn't want to be.
Resistance is resistance, but she thinks that everyone's life is generally like this, and only by giving up can you gain something.
Zhi Yuanjian has done a lot for her, and now she only needs to make a small sacrifice to fulfill his obsession, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about.
It’s only been three years, just focus on cultivating.
Zhi Yuanjian sighed and said, "I've wronged you."
"No grievance."
She happened to also want to see if she could find out more secrets about Feng Zhiyuan.
Feng Zhiyuan should have the ability to travel around the small world at will.
Zhiyou wanted to know whether that ability was something he possessed or whether he got it from something external.
There are many incredible things about him that people can’t help but want to explore.