Having said that they were going to Guixu Country, the day after New Year’s Eve.
Feng Xuan began to pack his luggage little by little, like an ant moving house.
In fact, serious cultivators, especially sword cultivators, all advocate a very bitter practice.
Perhaps they believe in the saying “suffering leads to success”, so the practice of sword cultivation was either meditating in a frozen pool all day, or chopping stones in a barren mountain where no grass grows. It’s as bitter as it could be.
Even Qi Zhuoyu, who didn’t really like to wrong himself, has had the experience of practicing in a cold pool.
Apart from the beloved sword they carried with them, there was only the beloved sword.
He had never seen a sword cultivator like Feng Xuan.
If it weren’t for today when he saw him take out a sword from his small purse, Qi Zhuoyu would have almost forgotten that this little ancestor still had a sword cultivator setting.
Feng Xuan’s sword was also a bit more delicate than other sword cultivators’ swords.
Although it could be seen that he didn’t really like his own sword, he still hung a beautiful tassel on the sword. It could be said that he had brought the phrase “gorgeous but useless” to the extreme.
Compared to most sword cultivators who only travel with their own swords.
Feng Xuan’s stuff was a bit exaggerated, there were clothes, brocade quilts, pillows, and all kinds of accessories that couldn’t be named in the small purse. In short, like a movable comfortable bedroom, as long as he wanted, he could sleep comfortably anywhere.
Feng Xuan spent a whole day just packing his small purse.
During this day, Qi Zhuoyu seemed to have nothing to do, just sitting on the beauty couch watching how much more he could stuff into his small purse.
“Are you planning to empty the entire Changle Palace?” Qi Zhuoyu suddenly spoke up.
Huh?
Feng Xuan turned his head to look at him, his expression a bit surprised.
He thought that the big devil was just there to be a room decoration, he didn’t expect him to express his feelings.
Qi Zhuoyu usually comes and goes without a trace, and he wouldn’t see him for several days.
I don’t know what’s going on, but recently it seems to have been a lot more salted fish, and he hasn’t seen him go out to catch demons and brush up his performance. Could it be that he has been infected with laziness by staying with himself?
After listening to Qi Zhuoyu’s words, Feng Xuan really seriously thought about the feasibility of emptying Changle Palace.
The big devil, for some unknown reason, pinched his brow, got up from the beauty couch, and picked up the notebook on the table. “What is this?”
These days, besides packing, Feng Xuan has been writing and drawing at his desk.
Given his personality, Qi Zhuoyu didn’t believe that he brought his homework to write.
Sure enough, the content in the notebook was not serious.
It was about what to eat and play in Guixu Country. There was also a map of Guixu Country, some beautiful-looking places were circled by Feng Xuan with a pen, annotating when he planned to go.
“Senior brother. This is my travel plan.” Feng Xuan honestly confessed.
“Travel?” Qi Zhuoyu looked at him as if he was looking at a very new way of catching demons.
Feng Xuan nodded. “Yes. I have never been to Guixu Country, so I need to understand in advance what there is to eat and play.”
How could a straight man like the big devil understand? Don’t you know that you have to make a travel plan before you travel? Qi Zhuoyu is the one who is going to catch the demons, what does it have to do with him, Feng Xuan?
Sure enough, Qi Zhuoyu glanced at it.
The notebook listed Feng Xuan’s daily itinerary, including where to go and what to eat, all written clearly.
Qi Zhuoyu showed an expression that he really didn’t understand how Feng Xuan’s brain circuit grew.
He pointed to a monster that looked like a three-headed dragon on one of the pages and asked, “What is this?”
“Oh, Senior brother. This is what I saw in the book. I heard that there is a three-headed dragon living on the other side of the Chaotic Sea. It flies steadily. I’m a bit curious about what it feels like to ride it.” Of course, Feng Xuan was just saying it casually.
This three-headed dragon looked super fierce, and if it opened its mouth, it might be able to swallow a small cultivator with delicate skin and tender flesh like him in one bite.
So after he finished speaking, he forgot about it.
Of course, he didn’t notice that Qi Zhuoyu, who was holding the notebook, stared at this picture with a thoughtful expression.
For the next two days, Feng Xuan didn’t see Qi Zhuoyu.
Maybe the big devil had rested too much in the past few days, and since they were about to set off, he was probably rushing to brush up his performance these days.
Just like doing his own homework.
Take a week off, the first six days are for sleeping, and only on the last night will you go crazy to make up for homework. A pen, an all-nighter, creating a miracle, is to enjoy the feeling of accelerated heartbeat.
For a few days without the big devil bothering him, Feng Xuan wandered around the Daming Palace. When he got tired, he went back to eat and sleep.
After spending two days doing nothing, the day of departure finally arrived.
Feng Xuan had seen the Book of Fate of the mortal Xiao Qi, and in fact, there was no itinerary to Guixu Country in the Book of Fate.
But thinking of what Siming Xingjun said, the Book of Fate was just a general direction of a person’s destiny. Although external forces may cause the process to be different, the predetermined ending would not change.
This was also why Feng Xuan could be so thoroughly lazy.
Because no matter what happened in the middle, it would not change the ending of mortal Xiao Qi being killed, and likewise, it would not change the ending of Qi Zhuoyu finally becoming the demon lord.
Thinking of this, Feng Xuan was a bit silent.
Even the matter of going to play on the new map couldn’t make him happy.
The Sixth Prince was still packing on the side and said, “Oh, Guixu Country, that kind of dog shit country is so small and there is no water. You have to walk through so many deserts on the road. Sister-in-law, you have to bring more water. Also, remember to use an umbrella when you go out, otherwise, your skin is so good, it would be bad if it gets tanned. I don’t know if you can get used to living there after you get there. I heard that the temperature difference between day and night is very big there, it’s not as good as my Changle Palace at all.”
The chattering tone was like a worried mother when her child was traveling a thousand miles.
Seeing that Feng Xuan didn’t speak, he thought that he was also reluctant to leave him.
Suddenly a bit moved, “Sister-in-law, don’t be too sad, I will miss you and cousin too.”
Feng Xuan came back to his senses. “Miss Qi Zhuoyu?”
He understood the meaning of the Sixth Prince. “If you can’t bear him, I can let him take you with him.”
It was a very normal sentence, but because the subject was the big devil, it sounded like “take away your dog’s life.”
Sixth Prince: ? I was just saying.
Sorry to bother, goodbye! –
“Already packed up?”
Speak of the big devil, and the big devil is here.
Qi Zhuoyu, who had disappeared for two days, suddenly appeared in the Changle Palace again.
“Already packed up, Senior brother.” Feng Xuan was already very used to his sudden appearance.
Seeing that Qi Zhuoyu had put on that black robe again, he thought he should have just come back from outside. But he didn’t smell the smell of blood on him, he probably didn’t go out to do bad things like killing people and setting fires.
For some unknown reason, he recently had a vague hope that he would behave well.
Perhaps it’s the occupational disease of being an immortal who wanted to save all beings.
