Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

Yun Ci didn't care whether Feng Nantian remembered Yun Ci or not. It was already getting light and they had to go back.

Otherwise, Guang Yunci's wounds would have caused a commotion in the street. Fortunately, Yun Ci was wearing red clothes and the blood was not visible.

Xi Xingyuan rarely spoke on the road, while Ji Peng walked behind with a disciple on his arm and his head buried in the air.

Yun Ci was used to being noisy and suddenly silent all the way, and Yun Ci was a little uncomfortable.

Yun Ci's wounds were slowly recovering after taking elixirs. When she saw the two-person tall flower statue wrapped in red cloth at the palace gate, she paused.

Finally, he turned around and said with a hint of confusion: "What's wrong with you two?"

The two people behind her stopped and raised their eyelids to look at her at the same time.

But no one spoke first.

Yun Ci called by name: "Jipeng, you are the chief. You should set a good example in front of your junior brothers. What should you do if you are listless."

Seeing that Ji Peng didn't speak, she continued to point and point: "The high-spirited Ji Peng lost his faith after a small setback? No way, no way, no one is really so weak, I think you'd better not play tricks If you already have a heavy sword, practice light kung fu instead, so that you can run faster when encountering danger."

Ji Peng finally had an expression on his face, and he was slightly angry: "Yun Ci, what nonsense are you talking about? A small setback?!"

"An orchid demon can make your mind unstable. What the hell are you kidding?"

"My junior brother died in front of me!" Ji Peng's eyes turned red. He did not express his anger at the others. He just gritted his teeth and whispered, "My junior brothers believed in me so much, but the result is! There are no bones left! How can I let go? How can I go back?" Facing the master?"

He only hated himself for being reckless and causing his junior brother to die tragically. He only hated his lack of ability. If Yun Ci and Xi Xingyuan hadn't rescued him in time, the Chiri Sect would have hired a chief today.

He is so...so useless.

Yun Ci raised his eyes and stared straight at Ji Peng, as if he could see the struggle and sorrow deep in his heart: "Ji Peng, the journey of cultivating immortality is inherently difficult. If we join this path, we will always die to achieve enlightenment. ."

Cultivation to immortality is inherently difficult, and there is no such thing as being able to ascend while lying down, so monks can only constantly look for opportunities and enter secret realms. None of these things can be guaranteed to be safe.

From the beginning, everyone will be informed, everyone will know on the day of initiation, and some will die.

But the ways of death are different. Some people will die because they are unable to break through the realm and cannot increase their longevity. Some people will die while looking for opportunities. Some people will not be able to withstand the thunder and disaster of breaking through the realm.

Everyone's life will not be smooth.

Yu Xianzi once told her this, and now, she also tells Jipeng: "Why do you take all the blame on yourself? No one can guarantee that you will not die. What you have to do is to take their I will try my best to prove the truth in the future, instead of being dragged down into the abyss by their death."

"I understand that you blame yourself, but this is not the reason for your decadence."

Yun Ci thought about it from her perspective. If the junior brothers and sisters she brought out died because of one of her wrong decisions, she would blame herself.

It is human nature, and everyone in the world will have feelings.

But this is not the reason why he keeps all this in his heart and becomes a hidden danger in his heart.

She looked down on people who would destroy their Taoism because of the death of others.

As a swordsman, Yun Ci is not only very good at his sword, but he is really not suitable for comforting people when it comes to dealing with people.

If she had known Qiuyue, she would probably have given Ji Peng a warm embrace, and then whispered in his ear: It's not your fault, everyone makes mistakes, you just need to change it.

Yun Ci would only tell him directly: Yes, your junior brothers did die because of you, but you should shoulder their lives and work hard to achieve enlightenment and not think about anything else.

"If you continue like this, your way will be broken."

Ji Peng lowered his head, and there was a spirited fight between the two when they first met. In just a few days, he seemed to have lost his youthful spirit.

She really couldn't do it if Yun Ci watched a young man lose his fighting spirit.

Yun Ci still spoke awkwardly: "Just follow your path and work hard. I hope that the person I want to fight with next time is Jipeng who can confidently call himself the chief of the Chiri Sect, instead of someone who can't even name his own sect." You’re a coward who doesn’t even dare to speak out.”

That’s it for now, it’s useless to say more.

Out of sight and out of mind, Yun Ci turned to Xi Xingyuan and continued to be silent.

This person is also a bit strange.

Yun Ci was helpless. When would she, a ruthless swordsman, become a comforting emotional master? It's her extraordinary talent that makes her self-taught, right?

Xi Xingyuan still had his hair disheveled, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed the bones of the folding fan.

Yun Ci was involuntarily attracted to look at the fan, but thinking of the operation of the fan just now, Yun Ci's eyelids jumped.

Before he could think of how to speak, Xi Xingyuan had already come to his senses, shook his head at Yun Ci and said, "I'm fine. I just suddenly thought of someone and was a little lost in thought for a moment."

Someone who can make this kind of person think like a god?

Yun Ci was curious and couldn't help but ask: "Who is it?"

Xi Xingyuan lowered his eyes for a long time, and then suddenly smiled, his tone unclear whether it was nostalgia or ridicule: "A person who is insignificant and was regarded as my opponent before, but now, I am afraid that the grass on his grave has grown into a big tree."

Yun Ci: "..." What kind of mood did you have to say such indifferent words?

Determined that Xi Xingyuan did not need chicken soup for the soul, Yun Ci, who was not good at comforting others, breathed a sigh of relief secretly, and then set his sights on the stone statue.

"Both Orchid Demon and Feng Lan were severely damaged by us. Tomorrow is the Flower God's Day. They shouldn't be able to make any trouble, right?"

Xi Xingyuan had already come to his senses, and naturally there was no reason to think about that matter anymore. He also raised his head and looked at the statue: "Anyway, it was beaten away, so let's smash it."

Yun Ci thought for a while and realized that this was the reason. Lanhua Yao and Feng Lan had both been so seriously injured. It was a good opportunity to smash the statues at this time.

Just do it, Yun Ci has already pulled out the snow lamp, input spiritual energy into it, and slashed at the statue.

The cold air mixed with snowflakes struck at the flower statue, but only split the outer layer of red cloth, revealing the statue itself.

The three of them looked up and saw the statue with slightly lowered eyes and twisting flowers in its hands.

The mortal statue that could withstand the monk's vigorous attack was shocking enough, but what was even more shocking was that face.

A face similar to Xiao Kelan and Zhao Daishu.

In other words, Xiao Kelan and Zhao Daishu are just imitations of this statue. Although they are beautiful in their own way, they can find similarities in this statue.

Yun Ci was stunned and swung his sword again. This time the statue only gave him a little face and shook slightly.

"Isn't this flower god an orchid demon?"

Yun Ci wondered how, if he was an orchid demon, he got involved with Xiao Kelan, the person who painted all the time.

Or are they meant to be together?

"Speaking of which..." Xi Xingyuan said after careful consideration, "It seems that the Imperial Master just told us that the Flower God is an orchid demon, right?"

No one knew about Flora except him.

After Yun Ci and the others arrived in Yanglan Kingdom, all the skin-changing in Yanglan Kingdom were attributed to the Flower God by mortals. It was they who discovered the three-way skin-changing technique, and it was also the national master who told about the orchid demon's skin-painting.

"What he said at the time was... he happened to have seen the process of the Orchid Demon changing his skin..." Yun Ci put the sword back into its scabbard, "Maybe we should ask him how he saw the process of the Orchid Demon changing his skin. And why do you have to watch people from the royal family change their skins in such a bloody way without stopping them?"

Yun Ci raised his eyes and glanced at Jipeng, thinking that he would also like to ask the national master why he wanted to watch the disciples of his sect die.