Can't a girl be a traitor like Cao Cao?

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After leaving Di Shanshan's boudoir, Chi Junlin walked alone for a while.

We arrived at the military camp.

Zheng Gaoda was waiting there. Upon seeing Chi Junlin, he respectfully bowed to her.

Then he reported on some external situations.

Overall, not much has changed in the Southern Capital during the few days that Chi Junlin has been away.

The Lou family still controlled the entire southern kingdom, and Consort Lou Xiang's power remained undiminished.

However, before leaving, Chi Junlin instructed Zheng Gaoda to send people to Hunan and Dongting to gather information.

The purpose is to prevent the resurgence of the evil cult.

As it turned out, this investigation yielded quite a few pleasant surprises.

In recent years, there have indeed been quite a few suspected members of the demonic cult who have left their stronghold in western Hunan and moved to the southwest region.

Zheng Gaoda followed Chi Junlin's instructions and kept these members of the demonic cult at bay.

Once their identities were confirmed, they were compiled into a book and secretly gathered together.

It can be taken out in time when the Crimson Emperor needs it.

Seeing that he had handled things well, Chi Junlin praised Zheng Gaoda and promised to promote him and grant him a title when he returned to the capital.

Zheng Gaoda immediately pledged his loyalty, saying that serving the commander-in-chief was his duty and he did not seek any reward.

The two were chatting when suddenly a guard came to report.

It is said that a cold and aloof woman with a stern face is looking for "Lin Jun".

Chi Junlin immediately ordered him to bring his men over.

Then Feng Lingqiu came over hurriedly, carrying a bundle of clothes in his hand.

Seeing Chi Junlin and Zheng Gaoda chatting together, Feng Lingqiu was somewhat puzzled.

These two seem to have nothing in common, so how did they end up chatting together?

Are we discussing martial arts?

Just then, Chi Junlin smiled at Feng Lingqiu and said, "Elder Feng, is there something you need?"

Feng Lingqiu then handed the package to Chi Junlin and said, "Miss Xie Linjun, I have already washed the clothes and have come to return the favor."

Upon hearing this, Chi Junlin remembered that Feng Lingqiu had gotten his clothes dirty earlier.

She didn't take it seriously at the time, but Feng Lingqiu seemed quite serious.

So he took the washed coat and said to her, "It's really not a big deal."

Then he turned to Zheng Gaoda and said, "General, you can go ahead and get busy. Elder Feng and I still have something to discuss."

Zheng Gaoda instinctively cupped his hands and said, "This subordinate takes his leave."

Then he turned and left.

Feng Lingqiu was stunned by what he saw, somewhat confused about the relationship between them.

Wasn't Zheng Gaoda a military officer of the imperial court?

Why did he refer to himself as Lin Jun's subordinate?

Red King was unaware that anything was amiss.

He casually said to Feng Lingqiu, "Why not just send the clothes to my room? Why bother coming all the way here?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Lingqiu immediately came to his senses.

He then said seriously, "If I don't thank you in person, it would seem impolite of me..."

Chi Junlin noticed that Feng Lingqiu seemed hesitant to speak, and could tell that she had something to say.

He then smiled and said, "So you have some thoughts on cultivating artistic conception now?"

Feng Lingqiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously.

Chi Junlin had long suspected that Fenglingqiu wouldn't give up so easily, so he turned around and said, "Then let's talk as we walk."

The two walked along the mountain path, looking at the snow-capped Cangjian Peak ahead.

Feng Lingqiu then said, "After returning, Wenren Tianxia and I also tried it."

"Oh? What was the result?"

Feng Lingqiu shook his head and said, "A clash of intents... is naturally no problem. Even my sword intent and hers can merge. But..."

Feng Lingqiu seemed unsure how to describe his spiritual cultivation experience with his beloved disciple.

All I can say is, "It's so bland...too bland..."

She said that practicing spirituality with you is like personally experiencing the ever-changing cycles of the heavens...

But for me, I couldn't find that feeling at all.

Chi Junlin seemed to understand Feng Lingqiu's meaning.

"So, while your sword training with her won't cause any backlash, you won't be able to find any points of progress in your training, right?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Lingqiu nodded.

After a moment's thought, Chi Junlin replied, "I can roughly guess why..."

Because you taught Wenren Tianxia his swordsmanship. Your swordsmanship originates from the same source. Therefore, dual cultivation will not cause any changes.

However, the cultivation of spiritual realm is inherently a process of seeking change.

Such practice will naturally not lead to any progress.

Upon hearing this, Feng Lingqiu felt slightly disappointed.

However, Chi Junlin had a sudden inspiration.

Then he looked at Fenglingqiu and smiled.

"I suddenly have a new idea."

Chapter 207 The Three of Us

Upon hearing Chi Junlin's words, Feng Lingqiu revealed a curious expression.

However, this is not the place for lengthy discussions.

Chi Junlin then led Feng Lingqiu to the tea room and personally brewed the tea.

After Chi Junlin poured the tea, he handed it to Feng Lingqiu.

Feng Lingqiu then asked Chi Junlin, "Miss Lin Jun... what was the idea you just mentioned?"

Upon hearing this, Chi Junlin turned to Feng Lingqiu and said, "Elder Feng just said that you and Wenren Tianxia tried to cultivate your intent. Although you were able to merge with her sword intent, your intent remained almost unchanged, resulting in no growth of your sword intent, right?"

Feng Lingqiu nodded.

Chi Junlin continued, "But Elder Feng and I also tried to cultivate, but our spirits couldn't resonate, let alone merge our sword intents. Forcing a fusion would only injure us, right?"

Feng Lingqiu nodded again.

Chi Junlin then said, "Is it possible that if the two of us do not force a spiritual resonance, but instead use some medium to indirectly merge our sword intent?"

Wouldn't this allow us to grow together without harming each other's spirits?

Feng Lingqiu pondered for a moment, trying to understand what Chi Junlin meant.

Chi Junlin picked up his teacup and said, “Look, the tea in my teacup is boiling hot. If I touch it directly with my hand, I will get burned.”

But if you hold this small porcelain cup between your hands, you can bring it to your lips without hurting your hands.

Because the porcelain cup became the medium between the hand and the water.

Similarly, our spirits are like water and fire, incompatible. Could we, through some medium, achieve fusion without harming each other?

Feng Lingqiu seemed to understand what Chi Junlin meant.

So he asked, "What is that thing that can serve as a medium between us?"

Chi Junlin smiled and said to her, "I've already gone to call her."

Just then, Wenren Tianxia, ​​with a long sword at his waist, walked into the tea room with a puzzled look in his eyes.

Upon seeing Chi Junlin, he asked, "Lin Jun, I heard you wanted to see me?"

Then, seeing Feng Lingqiu sitting there as well, he asked with even greater confusion, "Why is Master here too?"

Feng Lingqiu glanced at Wenren Tianxia, ​​then looked at Chi Junlin, a look of sudden realization on his face.

It turns out that Wenren Tianxia was the medium that Chi Junlin mentioned.

Then Feng Lingqiu understood.

After all, Fenglingqiu and Wenren Tianxia's swordsmanship can be integrated, and Wenren Tianxia resonates with Chi Junlin without any hindrance.

If what Chi Junlin said is true, then it is indeed possible that the two of them could merge their swordsmanship.

Wenren Tianxia looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression, and then asked, "Why did you call me?"

Chi Junlin smiled and explained her idea to her.

Wenren Tianxia asked with a skeptical expression, "Will this work?"

"Let's try it."

Chi Junlin shrugged and said, "Even if it doesn't work out, we won't lose anything."

Upon seeing this, Wenren Tianxia exchanged a glance with Feng Lingqiu.

Then he nodded, still somewhat doubtful.

Then, at Chi Junlin's suggestion, the master and disciple sat down at the tea table.

Each person reached out and grasped the same teacup in front of them.

After Chi Junlin saw them close their eyes, he could clearly feel the flow of internal energy.

However, what's puzzling is that the water in the teacups in their hands remained unusually still.

Like a mirror, it remained calm and still for a long time.

Chi Junlin pondered for a moment, then reached out and slowly touched the teacup through the back of Wenren Tianxia's hand.

Wenren Tianxia seemed to sense something, and his cheeks turned slightly red.

However, she reacted very calmly, as if she was used to the feeling of being touched by Chi Junlin, and did not wake up from the world of imagination.

Chi Junlin then grasped Wenren Tianxia's hand tightly, and in doing so, held the teacup in his palm.

Although he didn't touch Feng Lingqiu's hand, looking down from above, it gave the illusion that Feng Lingqiu's hand was also being held tightly in Chi Junlin's hand.

At that moment, Chi Junlin slowly closed his eyes.

Then, when I opened my eyes again, I found myself on that familiar, tranquil sea.

When Chi Junlin appeared in this realm of artistic conception, Wenren Tianxia and Feng Lingqiu were already standing not far in front of him.

She saw the two of them facing each other with their palms facing each other, seemingly trying to merge their sword intent and grow stronger.

Upon seeing Chi Junlin appear, Wenren Tianxia frowned and turned to say, "No, when I'm with my master, my emotions don't change at all. How can I cultivate my inner state like this?"

Chi Junlin looked at Feng Lingqiu and saw that she also looked helpless, as if she didn't know where the problem lay.

Chi Junlin then said, "Then there's no need to try. Wenren, give me your hand."

Wenren Tianxia nodded, then placed his hand in Chi Junlin's hand.

Then, the two locked eyes.

Feng Lingqiu then saw that the sea around the three of them changed instantly.

I watched as towering waves rose against the wind, tides surged, and the sun rose and set.

In the blink of an eye, the world changes.

The sea dries up and the rocks crumble, then mountains rise from the ground.

Sixteen towering peaks immediately emerged from the surrounding area, soaring into the sky.