Traveling into the world of immortality, being supervised by my best friend and being involved

Chapter 86: Warm red and cold white, the reflection of the fourth senior sister’s character

Since his talent emerged, Wu Ji has shouldered everyone's expectations.

But no one ever asked him what he really wanted.

Those people had never considered it from his perspective, unaware that his heart was already riddled with holes and had become numb.

A living person turned into a ruthless training machine.

He worked hard and almost died in the sect's trial before he got the chance to go home and see his parents for the last time.

They looked at the scars all over his body, but they just said "Practice well" and even accused Wu Ji of why he came back.

It was as if he was born to dedicate everything he had to the so-called cultivation of immortality.

People's expectations were like a bottomless black hole, slowly swallowing him up.

Gradually, Wu Ji fell into the wrong path and headed for a crooked path that was despised by the world.

But he never regretted it.

But in my heart, I still long for the feeling of being cared for.

The hand that had turned into a withered bone suddenly tightened, trembling slightly from the excessive force.

Although he was moved, Wu Ji understood in his heart.

That reaction is definitely not what a normal person would have.

Everything here is too incredible.

Wu Ji wanted to see for himself what was the difference between this isolated sect and the outside world.

……

When Su Nanzhi woke up, it was already morning.

The person on the bed frowned slightly.

Although she had been inedged, she was very tired from running around all night and did not want to get up.

The crisp chirping of birds outside the window is so melodious.

The annoying chirping while sleeping made Su Nanzhi feel an inexplicable panic in his heart.

She ejected and immediately dragged Xu Qingluan out of the spirit beast space.

The green bird slept peacefully in the palm of my hand, breathing evenly and kicking its legs.

Su Nanzhi also slowly calmed down and sent Xu Qingluan back.

The two of them have not had much exercise and are not skilled in controlling spiritual power.

It was really laborious for Xu Qingluan to summon so many tornadoes at once.

Based on the last memory before fainting, Su Nanzhi knew that he had returned to his master's door.

She looked around. The mahogany carved canopy bed was covered with curtains, isolating this small world.

The flannel covers the entire bed, and the flowers and birds on the bedding made of silk are all embroidered stitch by stitch.

Next to the bed is an exquisite wooden cabinet. The small lotus incense burner above is exquisitely crafted and vividly shaped. Each petal is clearly engraved with flower stems of different sizes. The top of the cover is decorated with a beautiful and lovely bird, standing gracefully and looking into the distance.

The four screens made the spacious room a little crowded, but divided it into two areas: the inner bedroom and the outer hall.

The patterns on the screen form a long and winding landscape painting, lifelike.

Standing in front of it, it feels like you have been brought into that artistic conception.

Su Nanzhi stood up, gently pushed the screen to fold it, and then unfolded it carefully after going out.

There is a cyan ceramic tea set on the table, and the golden pig tea pet next to it is cute and naive.

If you get closer, you will find that the delicate patterns on the tea set are hazy, as if they were fired in the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River.

There is an ancient painting hanging on the wall. The background is smudged with white and highlighted with icy blue, like a sky with falling snow. A bright red camellia stands out on the paper, in sharp contrast with the pure snow, making it look more dusty.

Su Nanzhi was stunned.

This should be the room of Xi Hejin's fourth disciple.

With so much emphasis on expensive house furnishings and a style that is somewhat inconsistent with the monks, the other party should be from a wealthy family with considerable strength. Su Nanzhi calmed down and walked out of the room. The scene outside was very shocking.

The weather within the array is controlled by Xi Hejin, and it is spring all year round.

But here, it was snowing.

The melodious snowflakes are scattered in the air, and it is icy and cool, and you don't feel cold.

It's like playing in the water on a hot summer day, which makes people feel cool.

Less than one meter away from the ground, the crystal snow turned into water droplets to water the plants, and a few fell on the branches to decorate them.

In the courtyard, bright yellow wintersweet trees and various camellia bushes outline a harmonious and natural picture, overflowing with fragrance and making people feel bright.

This peaceful and tranquil atmosphere is simply Su Nanzhi’s ideal place to live.

"you're awake?"

The warm voice is like the spring breeze, making people's hearts tremble.

Su Nanzhi followed the sound and saw Rong Huai dressed in white, standing in the wind and snow.

His clothes were thin, and the cold snow fell on his shoulders, and his expression was not at all dazed. His black eyelashes were dotted with ice crystals, and he looked like he had been here for a while.

That lonely figure makes people feel a strong sense of fragmentation.

Su Nanzhi nodded slightly.

Rong Huai tilted his head, his eyes fell on the delicate camellia, and he said casually: "The interweaving of warm red and cold white is the best scene to describe the fourth junior sister."

Su Nanzhi frowned slightly, wondering how these two completely opposite things could come together.

She didn't ask questions, just curious about the scenery.

"Is it always snowing here?"

"Of course not." Rong Huai shook his head and leaned over to pick up a fallen camellia. "Every once in a while, Master will deliberately fall snow here to irrigate the flowers."

"Whether it rains or snows in other places depends entirely on Master's wishes, but it only snows here because Fourth Junior Sister likes it."

He slowly stepped forward and handed the light pink camellia in his hand to Su Nanzhi.

Camellia is also known as the decapitated flower. While other petals will fall off piece by piece when they wither, this flower will fall off as a whole along with the calyx.

The petals were dotted with a few crystal water drops, which fell on the hand for a moment, and a few snowflakes fell.

Su Nanzhi tightened her fingers, squeezed gently, and then quickly let go.

Rong Huai turned sideways and was about to leave, but seemed to remember something and turned back.

"The undead man next to you is in the formation. Master said he should be traveling around."

Su Nanzhi was startled when he heard the news about Wu Ji.

But after listening, he showed an expression of disbelief.

"T-Tour?"

Even though Wu Ji had been imprisoned under the cliff for hundreds of years, he was actually more homely than her.

In the days before coming here, Su Nanzhi kept asking him to come out to teach her, but he was rejected.

He looked like he didn't want to go out.

In fact, Wu Ji was just frightened by Su Nanzhi's talent and didn't want to face it.

Rong Huai nodded: "I heard from the second junior brother that his small spaceship will arrive at noon tomorrow. You still need to stay for one day. If you need anything, just ask."

Su Nanzhi quickly shook his head, "No need to bother."

Rong Huai didn't care about this at all, "Looking at Master's attitude towards you, I wish I could give you all my treasures. You can be more bold."

"Ah...ah?" Su Nanzhi was confused, "Are you trying to trick your master like this?"

"There is nothing we can do about it." Rong Huai shrugged, "He has a lot of rare and rare things in his hands, but he has determined the most suitable ones for our attributes and cultivation from the very beginning. If the conditions are not met, he will not take them out. ”

"But you are different."