The hard way to raise an apprentice

The morning of Fengming Peak is always full of various bird songs, some are clear and melodious, some are melodious and melodious, and there is the sound of flapping wings.

If it is the first morning when encountering Fengming Peak, most people may feel that it is very noisy, and it is difficult to fall asleep even if they cover their ears.

But the young man had already come out, lying on the rattan chair in the yard, as if he was sleeping.He was wearing a bright red shirt with golden feathers tattooed on the cuffs, as gorgeous as a phoenix on a sycamore tree.Perhaps a man shouldn't be dressed in such bright red, but the clothes didn't feel out of place on him at all.He closed his eyes and rested his mind, his fair face was covered with a layer of soft light by the morning sun, the long and thick eyelashes cast a small shadow on the lower eyelid, his already feminine appearance was even more beautiful at this moment.He rested one hand on his stomach, and held a glazed fan in the other hanging hand.This fan is also very beautiful, the bones of the fan are white, the surface of the fan is painted like a mountain of phoenix demon concubine flowers, and it is as red as a flame.Some long cuffs had already been left on the ground, but he didn't care.

The young Qingxuan bird that had just hatched poked its head out of the nest, patted its featherless wings, jumped down from the tree, and landed straight on the grass.

The person on the rattan chair who was sleeping suddenly turned his wrist, and the glazed fan automatically flew up into the air, grabbed the Qingxuan baby bird, and sent it back to the bird's nest. It tapped lightly on the forehead.

"I dared to jump down before my hair was fully grown. How can I explain to Xiaoyaomen when I die?" The young man raised his hand to catch the glazed fan that flew back, narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the bird's nest, and closed them again.

Over 100 years old is still young and vigorous for a monk, but he is as uncomfortable as an old man who loves leisure.

"Su Yan." Someone called his name, he frowned, but did not open his eyes.

The footsteps are approaching, but this call is close to my ears, like a lover's whispering thousands of times.

"Su Yan."

The person on the wicker chair still had his eyes closed, as if he was deep in sleep, his hands were slowly loosened, and the glazed fan he was holding almost fell to the ground.

"Sleep like this, you'll catch a cold." Feng Yunfeng sighed, and the other party slowly opened his eyes, which seemed to still have the mist of just waking up.

"Feng Yunfeng." Su Yan narrowed her eyes and looked at the man in front of him. The man's tall figure cast a shadow on him under the sunlight.

"Ok?"

"You're blocking the sun."

"...Sorry." The man silently moved to the side, and then Su Yan continued to close her eyes. Feng Yunfeng was already tall, and he barely reached his neck when he stood up.

Yes, it's not because he's short, he's a little bit taller than Gu Yi.

Feng Yunfeng asked again, "I'll cook what to eat."

"Anything you want." Su Yan said indifferently, but Feng Yunfeng was already familiar with the opponent's routine.

"Shortbread?"

"Don't eat."

"Egg drop soup?"

"Don't eat."

"Lotus cake?"

"Don't eat."

"Small steamed buns?"

"...not essential."

"I'll do it." Feng Yunfeng nodded, and was about to leave when he heard a "click". He lowered his head and saw the glazed fan in Su Yan's hanging hand fell to the ground, but the other party didn't want it at all. It means to pick it up.

Feng Yunfeng shook his head and knelt down, picked up the glazed fan, but when he looked up, he saw Su Yan turned his head and opened his eyes to look at him, as if he dropped the fan on purpose, wanting to see Feng Yunfeng pick it up for him.

But Feng Yunfeng didn't care, but looked into Su Yan's eyes, those eyes were so bright that he was obsessed.

"Feng Yunfeng."

"Ok?"

"When did you fall in love with me?"

"...I've always liked it." Feng Yunfeng blinked and replied honestly.

Su Yan was stunned for a moment, and then she was full of annoyance, "Who the hell asked you such a dirty joke!"

"More than 100 years ago." Feng Yunfeng said, "You saved me when I was surrounded by my fellow clan after school."

Su Yan asked this question a lot, as if she didn't believe that Feng Yunfeng would like him, Feng Yunfeng took the trouble to answer many times, and looked at Su Yan seriously every time.

"You are really strange." Su Yan stretched out her hand and tapped Feng Yunfeng's eyebrows. The half-kneeling man in front of him looked at him sincerely, and he spoke again.

"How much do you like me?"

"really like."

"To what extent?"

"I wanted you the first time I saw you at Xiaoyaomen, and every time after that." Feng Yunfeng replied without blinking, "But I didn't do it."

"Don't say you're at a loss." Su Yan rolled her eyes. He couldn't even think about it because his back hurts now. Don't look at Feng Yunfeng's handsome and mature appearance. He is so honest. The first time he promised the other party to spend a night, he almost couldn't do it. If Gu Yi and his apprentice hadn't come that time, he would definitely have to lie down for a whole day.

If Gu Yi was there, he might be terribly frightened. The senior brother who he remembered as silent and stable would let himself go so freely in front of Su Yan! ?

But with such a man kneeling in front of you, looking at you with such sincere eyes, any woman in Xiaoyaomen might not be able to be unmoved.

But Su Yan is not any Xiaoyaomen girl, he curled his lips and said.

"But I still don't like you." Su Yan turned her head away from Feng Yunfeng.

"Take your time, I'll wait." Feng Yunfeng said patiently without shame or annoyance, and then put the fan in Su Yan's hand, "Hold it well."

Su Yan frowned.

"I do not like it."

"I'll make another for you when I find better ingredients." Feng Yunfeng got up and went to make food for Su Yan.

Everyone in Xiaoyaomen thought that Su Yan didn't care about weapons, but they didn't know that Su Yan didn't like his weapons at all. If it wasn't because it was easy to use, he would have thrown away this glazed fan long ago.

"Feng Yunfeng." Feng Yunfeng didn't walk away a few steps, but was stopped again, he turned around and saw that Su Yan wasn't looking at him at all.

"Do you particularly like me?"

"Ah."

"Do you like it enough that you can give up the position of Patriarch for me?"

"Ah."

"Like enough to die for me?"

"can."

"That's right..." Su Yan seemed to be nodding her head, but she didn't show any emotion, "Forget it, if you can't be the Patriarch, it's too useless."

Seeing that Su Yan didn't say anything else, Feng Yunfeng walked away.

The first time they met, Feng Yunfeng was fifteen and Su Yan was thirteen.

The 15-year-old Feng Yunfeng has reached the Eight Spirits Rank, which seems to be a bit embarrassing in the clan, so his parents don't think highly of him, and treat him a little coldly, and his fellow clan refuses to play with a person with stupid qualifications, and they all ridicule him and stay away from him.

Feng Yunfeng didn't feel wronged, and he didn't feel sorry for himself. He looked at all this with a calm and even indifferent attitude.

He was a little too calm, as if he was too mature to look down on those of his own race who scolded or bullied him.

"Is this child stupid?" The mother was a little displeased.

"It's not stupid, it's just that the feelings are a little weaker, but it just so happens that he has a fate, so maybe he can escape because of it." A stargazer in the Zong family said.

However, the reason why robbery is robbery is because it cannot be avoided.

Feng Yunfeng finished class as usual, went out to go home, and several fellow clansmen also taunted him as usual, but this time it was a little too much.

They blocked Feng Yunfeng in the alley.

"You will be punished if you do this." Feng Yunfeng was extremely calm.

"Who knows if you don't tell me." A taller boy pushed Feng Yunfeng to the ground.

"Even if I don't say it, I can see it." Feng Yunfeng was not ashamed or annoyed, looking at the scratched palms and dusty clothes, "Fighting is forbidden between the same clan."

"It's forbidden to be rude to the main family in the branch family, so I'm still being rude." The big man curled his lips, "No one will punish us, because no one will care about you!"

Feng Yunfeng was taken aback for a moment, it seemed that this was indeed the case, even if it was seen that someone was bullying him, probably no one cared about him, so no one would punish these separated children.

It's a bit difficult, he doesn't want to be beaten.

A jujube was struck straight down from a tree not far away, and hit the big man's head with such force that a big lump instantly formed on the opponent's head.

"Which bastard hit me!!!" The big man shouted angrily.

"Who is the grandson scolding?" A voice came from the tree.

"The son of a bitch scolded you!!" The big man was so angry that he didn't even think about it before he opened his mouth. When he realized that something was wrong, the two younger brothers who followed him secretly laughed first, "What are you laughing at!!"

Feng Yunfeng turned his head and saw a person sitting on a jujube tree not far away.

"Come down!! Let's fight!!" The big man shouted.

"Are you sure you want me to come down?" The man smiled, "I'll come down, don't run away..."

"Why am I running..." A leaf cut through the air, flew past the big man's face, and embedded itself into the wall behind.

The big man stood there in a daze, touched his face, there was blood.

After all, it was a child, and when he saw a little bit of blood, he was frightened and ran away.

Feng Yunfeng looked at the jujube tree, and a red figure jumped down from the tree. The figure was extremely neat, like a phoenix descending from the sky.

Then the other party seemed to have stepped on something, tilted his foot, supported the wall with one hand, lowered his head and muttered a few words, then raised his head to look at Feng Yunfeng.

That face is still a little immature, but it is also beginning to show a delicate and moving outline. The bright peach blossom eyes seem to be shining with the whole Milky Way, looking straight at him. The appearance is a bit of the frivolity of a romantic boy, and the chin is slightly lifted to show Out of a natural pride.He was wearing a light red robe, covered with a layer of golden tulle, and holding a peach wood folding fan.Standing under the tree, the breeze blows his hair, he smiles, bright as if he wants to call back spring.

Feng Yunfeng pressed his chest, and he felt that under the flesh, the heart that had been calm for a long time suddenly beat violently, as if it was going to break through his chest, showing the other party his throbbing at this time.

I like you.These words flashed through his mind, and Feng Yunfeng pursed his lips.

"Hey! Come here!" the man in red shouted.

Feng Yunfeng got up and ran over.

"Carry me, I sprained my ankle."

Feng Yunfeng looked down and saw that a jujube was crushed, probably when he jumped down.

"Clean up the dirt on your body, it's so dirty." The man in red said with disgust.

Feng Yunfeng lowered his head and patted the soil, but he could still hear the sound of his heart beating, as well as the feeling of eagerly wanting the other party in his brain, which was very strange.

"Are you stupid, they bully you and you fight back, Bai Chang is so tall." The other party said disdainfully, "You are only at the eighth spirit level, tsk tsk."

"Yeah." He is indeed tall, and the other party has only reached his chin. The carrying is very easy, and the person on the back is as light as a gust of wind.

"My name is Su Yan, what about you?"

"Feng Yunfeng."

"... Tsk, I saved the wrong person." The person named Su Yan said angrily.

"Huh?" Feng Yunfeng was puzzled.

"Hey, hey, don't be an idiot, our two families have a grudge! Big grudge!" Su Yan patted Feng Yunfeng on the head, "If my family knows that I helped you, I will face the wall."

Feng Yunfeng thought for a while, it seemed that someone had indeed told him that the Su family was the school of swordsmanship geniuses, and Xiaoyao Sect had spent a lot of effort in order to invite someone from their family to be a teacher.The Su family and the Feng family are deadly enemies, especially the deadly kind. Everyone in the family hates the Su family and pretends to be bloody and bloody, as if they have also experienced hatred in the past.

"Just the pavilion in front, let me down." Su Yan said leisurely, lying on Feng Yunfeng's back.

Feng Yunfeng put Su Yan down reluctantly, and the other party sat on the bench, lowered his head and rubbed his ankle.

"I like you."

"Pfft!!!" The other party looked up in surprise, "Are you sick!?"

"Huh?" Feng Yunfeng was puzzled.

"How can you confess your love to someone the first time you meet!"

"Sorry." Feng Yunfeng said.

"Besides, why do you, a man like me, like a man?"

"...a man?" Feng Yunfeng looked at Su Yan with a hint of doubt.

"Fuck..." The corner of Su Yan's mouth twitched, "I'm riding a horse, can such a man tell it!!"

It's hard, Feng Yunfeng thought, the boy was just at the age of development, and he really didn't notice his feminine appearance and indistinguishable voice.

"Now that you know..."

"Then can I confess my love next time we meet?"

"Let's talk about it next time." Su Yan seemed to give up struggling, stood up slowly, and turned her head without hesitation, "Let's go!"

Feng Yunfeng stared at Su Yan's back, staring blankly, so he didn't notice the corner not far away, the big man who bullied him before sneaked away with his two younger brothers.

Even if you notice, there should be nothing to worry about, those three people combined can't beat Su Yan.

Feng Yunfeng returned home, but saw the big man making a report with his father, Feng Yunfeng was puzzled, the other party was a bully, so what report could he make?

Since that day, Feng Yunfeng's strength has grown by leaps and bounds. It took only half a year to go from the spiritual rank to the foundation building. The speed slapped all the fellows who looked down on him, but he didn't feel happy at all. He wanted to Chase the boy in red and enter the Xiaoyaomen Jianzong Pagoda together with him.

A year later, he who stood out in the Zong family was naturally qualified to study in Xiaoyaomen.

"Father, is there someone named Su Yan in the Su family?" Feng Yunfeng asked before leaving.

"Yes." The father said casually.

"Will he come to Xiaoyaomen too?"

"I don't know," said the father. "Just a useless bastard."

Fortunately, Feng Yunfeng also met Su Yan when he arrived at Xiaoyaomen.

The weather in the beginning of spring was already a little warmer, but Su Yan was still wrapped in a brocade robe, with an unhappy expression on her face, muttering in a low voice why the weather was still so cold.The originally delicate and lovely face had grown apart, but it was so stern.

"Su Yan." Feng Yunfeng called out.

Su Yan turned her head to look at him, but there was indifference and disgust in her eyes that puzzled him.

Su Yan, have you started to hate the Feng family too?

Feng Yunfeng still persevered in his pursuit, but many things have changed. He has become a talented and fast-growing disciple, and everyone around him admires him. This is a situation he has never encountered before.

Su Yan is also besieged by female disciples everywhere because of her outstanding appearance, but he prefers to hide in one place quietly.Su Yan has only reached the Jiuling rank, which Feng Yunfeng did not expect, when Su Yan rescued him, he thought that the other party was at least stronger than him.

"You don't know that I am the Nine Spirits?" This is the first sentence Su Yan said to him at Xiaoyaomen.

Feng Yunfeng shook his head honestly.

"Okay." Su Yan nodded with a smile, "Didn't you say you like me, you can pursue me now, but whether you agree or not is my business."

So Feng Yunfeng began to pursue Su Yan unremittingly. He didn't expect that this pursuit would last for more than 100 years.