The years I was in the human world

Thunderclouds gathered in the sky again. They were not as powerful as when the phoenix was reborn, but they were enough to mobilize a large number of people. All the cultivators in Zhongting gathered in the open area in front of the sect gate and waited for the elder on the stage to come out.

"Looking at the strange phenomenon in the world, I think the Grand Elder has come out of retreat." Xiao Fengzhuo was wearing an apron and sitting in front of the stove, burning a fire. His long arms and legs were huddled in a small place, looking a little humbled. He heard the movement outside, raised his head and took a look, then withdrew his gaze without much interest. He turned to look at Lu Zhouxue, who was staring at the sky with a frown, and asked, "Why are you so worried? Although he is Yu Zhao's master, it doesn't mean he won't take care of you."

Lu Zhouxue stopped looking at the sky and turned back to look at Xiao Fengzhuo, saying seriously: "Kongque wants to follow the path of swordsmanship, but he still lacks a master to teach him."

"Oh?" Xiao Fengzhuo stuffed the firewood in his hand into the stove. The flames danced, making his eyes bright. He stood up and threw the cut vegetables into the pot. His sleeves were tied to his elbows with a cloth strip, revealing a section of his forearms. He held the spatula and stir-fried while saying, "Let her grandmaster teach her. After all, the Grand Elder of Changyang Sect is the number one swordsman. What's wrong with teaching his own disciple?"

"That's what I was planning." Lu Zhouxue said, looking a little conflicted, "It's just..."

His soul was separated and he was trapped in the body of a phoenix. Now he had less than 30% of his power left. The Supreme Elder had already stepped half a foot into the divine realm and was not as easy to fool as other cultivators. He was afraid that someone would find out. After all, Lu Zhouxue had taken over Yu Zhao's body, who was in Nirvana, so he could be considered as taking over another's body.

"Just what?" Xiao Fengzhuo was busy cooking. Because his back was facing away, he naturally couldn't see his expression. He added seasoning to the pot casually and said nonchalantly, "In fact, it would be best if you teach the little peacock yourself."

"I can't teach you." Lu Zhouxue denied it directly, and the hands hanging by his side trembled nervously.

"How can I not teach you if I haven't tried it yet? Let's taste it." Xiao Fengzhuo brought a piece of food to Lu Zhouxue's mouth with chopsticks, but his eyes were still fixed on the pot. He didn't notice Lu Zhouxue's abnormality at all. "You have excellent roots and a suitable temperament. You were born to practice swordsmanship..."

"I can't use the sword." Lu Zhouxue interrupted Xiao Fengzhuo before he could finish. He swallowed the food in his mouth with a tasteless taste. Xiao Fengzhuo paused, turned around and looked at him, a little surprised: "What's wrong with you?" He was suddenly so excited.

"Nothing." Lu Zhouxue shook her head, turned around and ran out of the kitchen. Her back looked hurried, as if she was fleeing in a panic.

Xiao Fengzhuo frowned as he watched, and his usual inappropriate smile disappeared completely. After a moment, he turned back and continued cooking as usual, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

"Mother." Kong Que, who was practicing swordplay in the courtyard according to Xiao Fengzhuo's instructions, saw Lu Zhouxue running out and shouted happily. Seeing that he looked strange, he asked worriedly, "What's wrong with mother?"

"Nothing." Lu Zhouxue said, looking down at the wooden sword in Yu Zhao's hand, and asked, "How's the training going?"

"I know all the movements Xiaoshao taught me." Kongque said with some pride, but then frowned sadly, looking very distressed, "Xiaoshao asked me to try to draw Qi into my body, but I couldn't feel any Qi."

"Little Spoon?" Lu Zhouxue was attracted by Peacock's address and for a moment he didn't pay attention to the content of her words.

"That's my brother." Peacock blinked his eyes. "He doesn't let me call him brother, and I don't know his real name, but there is a word 'Shao' on the island he carved for me, so I have to call him Xiao Shao."

Lu Zhouxue: “…”

Without correcting Kong Que's mistake in reading the word, Lu Zhouxue began to teach her how to draw the Qi into her body. He grabbed Kong Que's wrist and led her in a set of moves, saying as he did so: "The breeze blows over the hillside, and the clouds pass by the sky. These are the feelings you have been given. Now try to actively feel the world through the sword in your hand."

Peacock did as she was told, and indeed had a vague feeling, but she couldn't grasp it, so she asked hurriedly, "What do you feel?"

"Whatever." Lu Zhouxue said, "Falling flowers, flowing water or flying birds, they are all aspects of the laws of the world."

In just a moment, Peacock felt a subtle connection between her and the sword in her hand, and through the sword, she resonated with the entire universe. She had never recognized the world she was in as clearly as she did at this moment.

It became.

"Mianmian, you are a good teacher." Xiao Fengzhuo's smiling voice came from behind. He had not yet taken off his apron and was setting the dishes on the stone table in the courtyard. When he bent down, his hair fell down. At that moment, Lu Zhouxue thought he saw the old friend who had never appeared in his dreams.

"Xiao——" The words just came out of her mouth, and at this moment the other party raised his head. The moment she saw those amber eyes clearly, the second half of the sentence turned into a whisper. Lu Zhouxue reacted as if waking up from a dream, and realized that it was Xiao Fengzhuo.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Xiao Fengzhuo thought he was calling him, and looked over in confusion. Seeing Lu Zhouxue's dazed look, he tilted his head and commented objectively, "You look weird today."

"Let's eat." However, he did not pursue Lu Zhouxue's misconduct. He greeted her, then sat down and started eating in an unrestrained manner.

"You can cook too?" Lu Zhouxue widened his eyes slightly as he looked at the table full of delicious-looking human food. He couldn't imagine that Xiao Fengzhuo, a demon cultivator, could cook mortal food so well.

"I know a lot." Xiao Fengzhuo answered casually, and he and Little Peacock devoured the food together, like two different types of rice buckets, eating up all the soup in a minute.

Lu Zhouxue: "... Peacock would be fine, but how could you, a demon cultivator who has already practiced fasting, be like this?" He was like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Xiao Fengzhuo strangely read the last sentence from Lu Zhouxue's indescribable expression. He ate with grace, gently put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped his mouth and said, "I am dull by nature, and I don't have any aspirations to become a great master. I just value the desire for food."

Lu Zhouxue: “…”Okay then.

As evening approached, Lu Zhouxue changed into a more formal outfit, and tied her hair into a high bun with a headband, which was rare. Although she was still dressed in white, at least she looked less casual than before. Kong Que asked him if he was going to welcome the master out of retreat, and Lu Zhouxue nodded and did not deny it. Although that was Yu Zhao's master, since he wanted to help understand the remaining cause and effect of Yu Zhao, her master was naturally indispensable.

"I won't go with you." Before leaving, Xiao Fengzhuo straightened his collar and folded the wrinkles of his sleeves. Seeing Lu Zhouxue looking at him with a little doubt, he smiled and explained, "After all, it's to celebrate the great master of your Zhongting coming out of seclusion. If I, a demon cultivator, go to join in the fun, let alone whether I will be beaten to death, if the demon king knows, he will definitely peel off a layer of skin from me."

……

When Lu Zhouxue arrived there, the Grand Elder had not yet come out of retreat, but the foot of the mountain where he was in retreat was already filled with monks waiting eagerly.

Although the Phoenix Nirvana shocked the entire Zhongting, not many people actually recognized Lu Zhouxue. He was handsome, and when he stood in the crowd in white clothes, he stood out completely.

Everyone started whispering, mostly commenting on his appearance, without much respect in their words.

"Who is this immortal? He is so handsome, how come I have never seen him before?"

"White hair and silver eyes, looks like a human-demon hybrid."

"Human-demon hybrid? Isn't that a furnace tripod that specializes in pleasing people? No wonder it is so beautiful, it turns out that it is designed to seduce people."

Human-demon hybrids are of low status on both sides. Not only do they have little magical power, but they are also born beautiful, and their flesh and skin are the best for furnaces. Therefore, they are often kept in captivity by monks and abused at will.

The union of humans and demons is already unacceptable to the world, and even if they are born they will be rejected by their parents. In addition, mixed-bloods have no ability to protect themselves and are very likely to die young. Therefore, most mixed-bloods have owners, and even when they go out, the spiritual marks on their bodies can allow people to identify their identities at a glance.

For a moment, the gazes directed at Lu Zhouxue became more outrageous, and the words used became more unbearable to the ears.

"With that face and that figure, I wonder which immortal master got it for free."

"If I were his master, I would tie him to the bed and make love with him every night."

"The Grand Elder is about to come out of retreat, so why is he, a half-demon, joining in the fun? Could it be that he wants to seduce the Grand Elder with his looks so that he can become a phoenix?"

Seeing that the words were getting more and more outrageous, Lu Zhouxue didn't react. Ye Jin, who was also waiting for the Grand Elder to come out of retreat, couldn't stand it anymore: "Even if it's a mixed-blood, how can the Phoenix of Nirvana be compared with those lowly things? The Grand Elder is about to come out of retreat, open your dog eyes and see clearly who this is, and think about what to say and what not to say."

"Phoenix? Could this be...?" A cultivator widened his eyes and looked at Lu Zhouxue who was standing there like frost and snow, feeling a little panicked.

The Phoenixes are different from ordinary demons. They can look down on human-demon hybrids, and they can also look down on Lu Zhouxue and Yu Zhao, but they dare not despise the Phoenix bloodline. What's more, there is a Supreme Elder behind Zhu Huang - even if she is no longer Yu Zhao after Nirvana, they still have to consider the master-disciple relationship between Zhu Huang and the Supreme Elder.

"Yes, this person is the Phoenix Immortal Lord." Ye Jin looked at the cultivator who was speaking with a sneer in his eyes, "If you talk nonsense in the future, you should recognize the person clearly, so as not to cause trouble."

Ye Jin was as young and promising as his father, and he was also the son of the sect master. Once he spoke, even if the other cultivators were dissatisfied in their hearts, they would not be angry with him outwardly, and the discussion about Lu Zhouxue naturally stopped.

But when everyone thought that the story was over, a vague voice sounded: "It sounds nice to be called Phoenix Immortal Lord, but in fact, isn't he just a lowly human-demon hybrid? Besides, everyone knows that Zhu Huang Yuzhao has reached Nirvana, and who knows what this person in front of us is."

"Do you know what you are saying?" Ye Jin narrowed his eyes, and put his right hand on the magic weapon at his waist, with murderous intent. The man seemed to be scolding Lu Zhouxue, but in fact he was also scolding his mother Yu Zhao.

Lu Zhouxue looked in the direction of the voice. The monk who was speaking had a shifty look and was not good-looking. He evaluated in his mind.

But his calm look made the man's heart tremble. In order to hide his abnormality, the man became more and more angry and cursed Ye Jin who was defending Lu Zhouxue: "What Phoenix Immortal Lord, she is just a whore who uses her beauty to please men. Young Master Ye defends her so much, could it be that you have slept with her? I dare to ask, how does it feel?"

Lu Zhouxue sighed lightly, raised her hand to comfort Ye Jin who was about to argue with that person, looked at the man with gentle eyes, her delicate eyebrows slightly frowned, and looked like someone who was easy to bully.

"Why are you doing this?" Lu Zhouxue asked softly, her voice was not very loud, as if she was not confident enough, which made the man more aggressive. But just when he wanted to continue to sneer, he opened his mouth, and his tongue, which was frozen into an ice cube, fell out of his mouth. The onlookers gasped and looked at Lu Zhouxue in surprise and suspicion.

Lu Zhouxue's expression was still cold, but the illusion of docility disappeared in an instant, leaving only complete indifference. He slowly walked to the monk whose tongue had fallen off and whose mouth was full of blood, and reached out to touch his forehead in the other's horrified gaze.

As if she had seen something extremely interesting in the monk's mind, Lu Zhouxue exclaimed softly and slowly said, "Your mother was a singing girl in Qinlou and Chuguan. You were ashamed of your birth, so you killed her after you became a disciple of Changyang."

"The singing girl was pregnant with your child. At that time, the sect was strictly investigating the behavior of the disciples. You were afraid that the matter would be exposed, so you killed her and scattered her ashes."

"Well, there is also the clothes pounder in Qingyi River..."

The monk's past crimes were made public, and the monks watching the excitement pointed fingers at him, but they did not condemn him for his disregard for human life, but laughed at his lowly origin. Only a few people advocated that he should atone for his sins. But more people looked at Lu Zhouxue warily, fearing that the secrets they dared not tell others would also be discovered. For a while, the dirty words against Lu Zhouxue decreased a lot.

With faces of all kinds and the same look, their contempt and arrogance towards the lower classes of life are fully revealed. They do not take the affairs of the world as their own responsibility, and do all kinds of dirty things that are harmful to others and are unworthy of being monks.

With just one look, Lu Zhouxue knew that they could not reach that position. It is true that Heaven is unkind and treats all things as straw dogs, but at the same time, Heaven will not tolerate selfish, arrogant and disrespectful people jumping around under its noses.

The monk saw that his secret was exposed, and because his tongue was cut, he could not refute it. He was so angry that he drew his sword and slashed at Lu Zhouxue. The latter dodged and continued to say lightly: "Are you anxious? This has just begun."

"Enough, what are you doing?" Seeing that the situation was about to get out of hand, Yaoguang spoke up to stop the farce, pretending to reprimand the monk whose tongue had been cut, then turned to look at Lu Zhouxue with a bad look, and said meaningfully, "The Final Court does not prohibit private fighting, but it also requires a certain limit. I'm afraid you've gone too far by doing this."

"Do you want to teach me a lesson too?" Lu Zhouxue looked at her calmly. His expressionless face was clearly filled with pure doubts. There was no provocation. He simply felt that Yaoguang, a fairy who was hundreds of years old, was not qualified to teach him a lesson.

Yaoguang stared at Lu Zhouxue solemnly for a while, then suddenly revealed a cold smile, but did not lash out on the spot. She just said, "The Grand Elder is about to come out of retreat, don't cause trouble in front of him."

First, the thunderclouds in the sky were gathered by the evening breeze, and dark clouds pressed down on the mountains. A flash of lightning flashed in the clouds, and then there was a roar that resounded through the sky. A long sword broke through the layers of thick fog that lingered around the mountain peaks. For a moment, the sword light was bright, and a man in green clothes with a stern expression walked out of the misty fog.

"We respectfully welcome the Grand Elder out of retreat." The monks bowed down one after another, and their roars resounded through the mountains.

"No need to be polite." The man was very handsome with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, but he looked unkind. He was indeed a ruthless swordsman, with a sharp edge and murderous intent every time he raised his hand.

Lu Zhouxue did not follow the crowd in bowing. He stood in a secluded place and looked at the supreme elder. He was a person who kept strangers away and walked a ruthless path of cutting off all emotions and love, but he had a romantic name - Baili Changqing.

Long-lasting love? Lu Zhouxue stared at the man with interest for a while. Faintly, he seemed to see a temple being formed in the man's spiritual sea.

Perhaps it was because his gaze was too presumptuous, or perhaps it was for some other reason, a sharp sword light stabbed towards him with its owner's dissatisfaction. Lu Zhouxue's face changed. The sword was so fast that he dodged it with a roll over, but was still accidentally scratched by the tip of the sword light, and a strand of silver hair fell from the air.

"Who are you?" Baili Changqing looked at Lu Zhouxue without any expression, but the slight change in his facial expression betrayed his inner surprise. The other party looked at him with great insolence and rudeness, as if he was evaluating some item. Proud as he was, he attacked immediately. Although he held back because he did not want to kill Lu Zhouxue, that sword had at least 50% to 60% of its power, and he actually managed to dodge it?

Others could not understand the mystery of his sword and just thought it was a minor punishment, but Baili Changqing himself knew very well that ordinary people could not block that sword and would at least suffer minor injuries. How could it be so easy as breaking a hair?