Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

These past few days, except for the first time when the male protagonist asked her what she was doing and she intentionally covered it up, the male protagonist deliberately didn't get close to her when she was painting afterwards. However, Fu Sheng could feel that the male protagonist was in a good mood these days.

A normal person could probably guess from her reaction at that time that she was preparing a surprise, let alone the male protagonist who was so smart that he was almost demonic. He probably not only guessed that she was preparing a surprise for him, but also guessed what it was.

Hearing Fu Sheng say this, Yan Su did not refute, but his eyes curved, staring at her and said: "Fu Sheng, I am really happy."

Yan Su seldom smiles. There is always a kind of coldness about him that keeps people at a distance. His indifference goes from the inside out to the outside, as if both his soul and body are not compatible with this world. He only seems to be very lively when he is with Fu Sheng.

Now he has regained his original appearance, a stunning face, and when he smiles, it really makes the world pale in comparison.

Fu Sheng's love for beauty rekindled. Her heartbeat quickened as she watched. She coughed lightly and said, "Try it on and see how it feels."

Upon hearing this, Yan Su put on the mask.

The shape of the mask was made by Fu Sheng based on Yan Su's face when they first met in his memory. When put on Yan Su's face, it fits perfectly.

The Snow Lotus Mask is not a traditional half-face mask. Instead, it covers the entire upper half of the face starting from the nose, and the lower half is connected from the right side, like a leaf extending outward from the root, half-enclosed and covered. Three-quarters of the entire face is covered by the mask, leaving only a thin lip exposed.

This mask is luxurious but not gaudy, exquisite but not complicated. The snow lotus shape matches Yan Su's temperament very well. It does not look out of place on his face and blends in naturally.

"Beautiful!" Fu Sheng praised without reservation.

After taking out the mask, the curve of Yan Su's lips has never been pressed down. The moment he put it on, he seemed to feel something, and he looked slightly surprised: "The material of this mask..."

"It's made of ice spirits." Fu Sheng said, "I drew ten ice spirits to make this mask."

What Fu Sheng's painting spirit draws must be something that already exists. The masks she draws can only be ordinary masks that she has seen before, but none of those masks are worthy of Yan Su.

Moreover, the world of immortal cultivation is full of strange and powerful things, and masks made of ordinary materials may be destroyed at any time, so the risk of exposing one's identity is too great.

After thinking about it, Fu Sheng suddenly thought of the Ice Soul. The Ice Soul was made of the spirit of the Tianshan Snow Fire. It was not only waterproof and fireproof, but also beautiful in appearance.

Whenever Fu Sheng had some free time these days, he would start drawing the Ice Soul. Because the Ice Soul would freeze within three meters, Fu Sheng would stay far away from Yan Su every time he drew it. As soon as he finished drawing it, he would immediately put it into the space treasure.

Fortunately, her cultivation has improved and her mental strength has increased several times compared to before. The spiritual energy of one Ice Soul was gone after she finished drawing it. This time, she drew ten in one breath before her mental strength reached the bottom.

After drawing the Ice Soul, Fu Sheng secretly summoned the Red Lotus. As both were ancient strange fires, the Red Lotus and the Tianshan Snow Fire complemented and restrained each other. She manipulated the Red Lotus to fuse the ten Ice Souls together. Then she spent almost two days carving and finally carved out this mask.

"I have sealed some of the coldness of the Tianshan Snow Fire inside with the red lotus. Others won't be able to sense it even if they get close to you. Only when you put it on can you feel it." Fu Sheng asked for credit, "I carved this mask myself bit by bit. It's pure handwork, it's not as simple as just drawing it."

She believed that even if the male protagonist guessed that she was going to give him a mask, he would never guess that it would be a mask like this.

This mask contains the spirits of ten wisps of the Snow Fire from the Tianshan Mountains. It is the only one of its kind in the world.

This is the surprise that Fu Sheng wants to give Yan Su.

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Sheng saw Yan Su leaning towards her and hugging her tightly.

"Thank you, Fu Sheng."

In Yan Su's previous life, he was the number one immortal. Many forces, either respected or feared him, presented him with many rare treasures. However, among all the treasures Yan Su had received, none of them could make him so beloved and happy.

Fu Sheng could feel Yan Su's joy without him having to say anything. From the moment he received the mask, Fu Sheng felt that the air around him became a lot more lively.

"Okay..." Fu Sheng patted Yan Su's shoulder. Just when she was about to let Yan Su let her go, she suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the cave was not right.

There is a feeling of being watched.

Fu Sheng turned his head and saw Feng Yunqing and Mu Shi standing in their cave at some point.

Both of them had very vivid expressions.

Feng Yunqing crossed his arms across his chest, looking at the gossip in a leisurely manner, while Mu Shi was a little stiff, as if he couldn't accept the fact that Fu Sheng and Yan Su, two grown men, were hugging each other.

"Uh..." The moment their eyes met, Fu Sheng also felt rolling thunder striking from the sky.

She immediately broke free from Yan Su's embrace, pointed at the two of them, and her voice trembled: "When did you guys arrive?!"

"Just arrived, just arrived." Feng Yunqing said with a smile, as if he knew everything, "Don't worry, we didn't see anything."

Seeing him like this, Fu Sheng was even more furious: "Why didn't you tell me you were coming in?!"

Their cave is on an independent hilltop. Unlike the master's, they don't have a stone door. Outsiders can come in directly after giving notice.

"It's unfair. I asked you twice, but you didn't respond. That's why we came in and thought you were out." Feng Yunqing said.

"Ask twice?!" Fu Sheng looked at Yan Su with disbelief, "Did you hear it?"

Seeing Fu Sheng's questioning, Yan Su's expression moved, but he didn't say anything.

"..."

Looking at the male protagonist like this, you can tell that he heard it.

Fu Sheng couldn't help but stare at Yan Su, "You kid! You heard it but you didn't say anything, right? !

Seeing Fu Sheng glaring at him, Yan Su couldn't help but pursed his lips.

He wanted to say it at that time, but Fu Sheng was enthusiastically talking about the process of making the mask, and he didn't want to interrupt her.

As for later on, he was so happy that he forgot the sound outside the cave.

"Oh, it's okay. You were too engrossed in the conversation and didn't hear me. I understand." Feng Yunqing said.

Seeing Feng Yunqing stirring up trouble, Fu Sheng felt like his blood was gushing out. He turned his glare at Yan Su and directed it at Feng Yunqing: "Master, don't you know how to shout louder?"

There's a bend between the cave residence and the cave entrance. It's such a long distance away, I wonder if the sound is so low that it's hard to hear?

It’s a good thing that the male protagonist had just put on a mask. If they suddenly came in, wouldn’t they have seen the male protagonist’s true face?

The head of the sect was fine, but Mu Shi was unaware of the situation.

Knowing that Fu Sheng was a girl who was ashamed and angry, Feng Yunqing did not get angry when she complained. He smiled and admitted, "Yes, yes, it was because I shouted too softly."

"..." Fu Sheng exhaled a breath of anger, and her arrogance subsided a little. She corrected her status and said, "Why did Master suddenly come to see us? And fellow Taoist seekers are here with you?"