Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 909

When Sang Yue saw a white figure sitting in the pavilion where Meng Ji and He Yu usually rested during patrols, she subconsciously turned around and wanted to escape. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and stopped in time, otherwise she would have to explain herself to him later.

"Your Majesty." She calmly came to his side and saluted.

"You slept soundly," the Immortal Venerable, who was meditating, opened his eyes and looked into the distance calmly, saying slowly, "I thought you were scared to death by the appearance of an old friend."

His tone and demeanor were very calm. Sang Yue was unable to judge his mood and instinctively used a normal tone:

"No, no. I was frightened at the beach. When I learned his identity, I remembered the rumors about him in the underworld. I was a little nervous."

After a pause, he said again:

"Just like when I first learned about your identity, wasn't I also panicked and at a loss?"

It's even, they all get the same treatment.

"Then I should thank you?" Putting aside his skills, he glanced at her sideways with displeasure when she compared him with that boy. "So, who is he to you?"

He flicked his sleeves twice, adjusted his sitting position, and the cold and solemn aura that he had accumulated from practicing martial arts disappeared.

Seeing that he had finished his work and became more relaxed, and the topic was serious, Sang Yue was too lazy to care about etiquette and just sat cross-legged on the other side of the pavilion railing and sighed:

"I don't know. You immortals love to be mysterious and make people guess. I can't guess anything anyway, so I won't tell you."

To be honest, if she followed the traditional way of becoming an immortal, with her qualifications she wouldn't be able to fly even if she practiced for another ten thousand years.

The strong inertia in her words made the Immortal Master smile, and he stretched out his hand and waved it beside her. Two jade wine jugs immediately appeared on the railing, just the size that he could hold in one hand. Her hand was one size smaller than his, and she couldn't hold it.

So she held it in both hands and drank it in small sips.

The slightly strong wine was refreshing in the throat, with a lingering fragrance that was refreshing to the heart. After a few sips, my limbs and bones felt cool. However, my ears started to feel hot, and soon the heat spread to my face, turning it red.

I closed my eyes and savored it carefully, waiting for the choking feeling to slowly fade away, then I opened my eyes and sighed:

“Delicious!”

The Immortal watched her drink, watched her face turn red with alcohol, watched her clear, bright eyes staring at the sparkling wine pot, it was obvious that she was really praising it, without any water. He couldn't help but smile slightly, looked away and started to drink his own wine.

His was strong liquor, not suitable for her.

The two of them drank separately, and time passed quietly, occasionally one or two clear chirping sounds could be heard from the distant woods.

Before we knew it, the sky was turning pale.

"Speaking of which, Your Majesty," Sang Yue, whose face was flushed with wine and whose eyes were clear, asked curiously at the silver-haired Immortal Venerable whose expression did not change at all, "Who are you? Feng Ye? Long Yu?"

The possibility of Long Yu is low, he should still be alive when she left her hometown.

Of course, she had been away from her hometown for hundreds of years, so it was not impossible for her to return to the fairyland after his death. But the temperament of the Immortal Venerable was very different from Long Yu's, and there was nothing ambiguous between her and Long Yu.

Especially, he called her Ah Yue...

"Although the life of mortals is short, it's not possible that you have only known two men, right?" The Immortal Lord sneered.

"There is only one person who calls me A Yue," he was the only one who made her feel regretful. Sang Yue felt lost, "Everyone else is alive and well, but he is gone. I once imagined that it would be fun to live with him in the future..." The Immortal Master paused in drinking, but only for a moment, and returned to normal in an instant.

"Whether the others are dead or alive, what does it have to do with me?" Sang Yue crossed her legs, holding the cool jade pot in her hands, and stared at the stones and grass in front of her with her head tilted. "If you were that other person, please don't be offended by what I said..."

From the lower world to the upper world, she seemed to be always very busy and had no time to consider other people's feelings or lives.

"I said, the past is the past." Hearing her frustrated tone, the Immortal Venerable took a sip of wine and said, "You are obsessed with the past. Are you going to use the appearance of an old friend to measure whether the person in front of you is worthy of deep friendship?"

Sang Yue remained silent because he was right.

She dared to stay so comfortable around him because she was sure that he was Feng Yeheng. In her heart, only Feng Ye dared to do what others dared not do, such as taking the risk of offending her second sister to take her out to eat and play.

He also knows how to teach her to avoid the consequences of acting recklessly, such as what she can eat and what she cannot; what she can only eat in small amounts and what she can eat without restraint.

Everything has its pros and cons. We cannot cut corners and do nothing.

She was supposed to die in the whirlpool, but the Immortal Lord went out of his way to fish her out and even helped her to shape her immortal body on the spot.

Isn't this going against the will of heaven? Unfortunately, the time she spent with Fengye was too short, and she didn't have time to have more contact and get to know him better; fortunately, everything that happened in that short period of time left an indelible impression on her.

If she were still a mortal, it would be a blessing; but she is a fairy, and the indelible impression becomes an obsession.

"I'm sorry," Sang Yue realized that her obsession had caused trouble to others. She felt a wave of heat on her face and scratched her head. "You are right..."

She was indeed looking for all the characteristics of Fengye in him, and subconsciously felt that he was the one, so she felt at ease to be under his protection and became arrogant because of his favor.

"Aren't you afraid of recognizing the wrong person? After all, another old friend has come."

I thought her confession would make him angry, the Immortal Venerable also has a temper. I didn't expect him to ask such a question in return, his tone was calm, and there was no emotion at all. Sang Yue couldn't help but touch her hot face with the back of her hand and said:
"I don't think he is..."

She always felt that the other party did not have Feng Ye's magnanimity, but she had no evidence. Moreover, that was after all a matter of the past life. The young master Chang Sheng who returned to the fairyland was the son of a true fairy. How could he still be as cowardly and have to look at other people's faces like he did in his past life?
"Even if he is, it's useless..."

"Oh?" The Immortal Venerable finally looked over with an interested look in his eyes, "Why?"

Sang Yue was completely unaware of his gaze and took a sip of wine before saying:

"If he is Feng Ye, I will forget Feng Ye; if he is Feng Ye, then he must be here to save me. Let me let go of my obsession and move forward without any worries..."

The impression of this life is also very important, as it determines whether the memory of the previous life is still necessary and valuable.

"You are quite good at adjusting," the Immortal Venerable leaned against the pillar of the pavilion with amusement, facing a slightly drunk fairy, and said with a teasing look, "Do you dare to say this to him in person?"

Tsk, what is there to be afraid of?

But she didn't say that, she just took out the Changwu Palace token from the space and handed it to him. Don't get me wrong, she didn't ask him to find someone to send the token back, but to let him see clearly:
"The palace card you gave me has spiritual awareness, does his have it?"

No, but there is a trace of breath hidden in it, Yun Changsheng can find her by that breath, no matter where she is. The Immortal Venerable saw the problem at a glance, and asked instead of answering:

"What do you want to do?"

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