After Cultivating With the Enemy

Before the hour came, the sound of pipa came from the stage in the distance.Looking out from the window of the private room, several fairy fairies descended from the sky, causing bursts of cheers.

On the other hand, in the private room, it was dead silent.

The room was burning with quiet incense, Ji Chaoyun sat quietly opposite Feng Qi, his eyes unconsciously swept over the plates of exquisite pastries in front of him, he wanted to move but didn't dare to move, so he could only pretend to be obedient and quiet.

Feng Qi leaned on the back of the chair and stretched out, looking at Ji Chaoyun's appearance, the corner of his mouth could hardly hide his smile: "Eat if you want, I bought it specially for you."

"……Need not."

Feng Qi didn't force him, raised his hand to pour tea for the two of them, and fell silent again.

Ji Zhaoyun stared at the curling water vapor in the tea, and asked softly, "You...why are you here?"

"If you don't go home, I shouldn't come looking for you?" Feng Qi raised his eyebrows and said sourly, "I haven't fallen asleep since you left, and I've been waiting for someone in Wenqu Peak for two hours before asking someone to inquire about it." I know that he came down the mountain early to have some fun. What else can I do but chase after him?"

He leaned forward, staring fixedly at Ji Chaoyun: "What did I tell you this morning?"

"..."

Feng Qi urged in a low voice: "Speak, how do I explain?"

"After the lottery is over, I will return to Wen Qufeng, wake you up and help me change my medicine, and then go to sit in the spring water behind the house for two hours." Ji Zhaoyun pursed his lips and whispered, "But I am really healed .”

Feng Qi snorted coldly, noncommittal.

"I didn't lie to you, I used to be like this." Ji Chaoyun explained, "As long as you don't waste your spiritual power, you won't be affected. It's just an accident in the secret realm."

Feng Qi looked at him thoughtfully: "You used to...then when you used your cultivation to suppress you?"

"Yes."

Feng Qi: "Where's your Feng Clan god, he doesn't care about you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? When I knew him, I didn't—" Ji Zhaoyun frowned, his cheeks were slightly hot, and he couldn't continue.

That is, it has never happened.

A hint of secret joy filled Feng Qi's heart, and the boredom that had been lingering since hearing the strange name in the secret realm also eased a lot.

He suddenly felt dry mouthed, took a sip of his tea, and smiled in a concealed manner: "Sorry, just ask."

Ji Zhaoyun lowered his head and didn't answer any more.

His complexion is cold and fair, and he seldom reveals warm colors on weekdays. Only when he is shy, there will be a little pink from the tips of his ears, which slowly spreads to the side of his face with the degree of depth, and he looks very good-looking.

Feng Qi's heart twitched slightly, and he said, "Don't you want to change the method of restraint?"

Just as Ji Zhaoyun made up his mind to reach out to touch the pastry, when he heard Feng Qi speak, he paused his hand in the air: "What did you say?"

Feng Qi stared at the other party's clear and ignorant eyes, resisting the urge to blurt out.He took another sip of tea, and said expressionlessly: "...it's okay, eat quickly, and go back with me after eating."

"……Oh."

Ji Chaoyun touched a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and ate it quietly.

Immortals do not need to eat or drink, but no one stipulates that immortals cannot have appetite.The cakes of Changyuan Pavilion are well-known far and wide, and there are many kinds of pastries, which were brought from the mortal world by the scattered immortals here.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake is soft and glutinous, sweet but not greasy. When you bite it down, the sweetness of osmanthus flowers overflows between your lips and teeth.

Ji Zhaoyun ate slowly, and occasionally some residue stuck to his lips, so he stretched out the tip of his tongue and rolled it quickly.The tip of the pale pink tongue flashed past, and hid in those soft and crystal-clear thin lips.

A crack appeared on Feng Qi's seamless expression.

Ji Zhaoyun didn't notice the abnormality of the other party at all, he ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake slowly, his eyes were still searching the table calmly.

Feng Qi paid close attention to the eyes of the other party, wandering back and forth between the lotus sugar cake, the hibiscus cake, the taro cake and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and finally reached out to the taro cake after eating the last bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Feng Qi couldn't hold back, and laughed softly.

Ji Zhaoyun looked up at him: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's okay." Feng Qi endured it, but still couldn't help asking, "Did that guy never buy these for you?"

That day in the cave, he didn't hear the name Ji Chaoyun called at all, and he was not interested in asking his rival's name.

Ji Chaoyun stopped, and said helplessly, "We haven't seen each other for 300 years."

"Oh, that's right." Feng Qi responded.

That's fine too.Feng Qi thought proudly in his heart, at least now I am the only one who can let him eat these things, I am much better than that bastard who disappeared for 300 years without saying a word.

Another half an hour later, Ji Chaoyun had eaten enough, said goodbye to Ye Chenxing and Beiran next door to Feng Qi, and followed Feng Qi back to the academy with several packed snacks.

The teleportation circle was unfolded in front of the mountain gate, and the two stepped out of the circle, only to see a figure standing in front of the mountain gate.

It's Jun Ruzhuo.

Feng Qi's face immediately sank.

When Jun Ruzhuo saw him present, his expression was also displeased.He frowned, stared at the two people under the steps, and held back a sentence after a while: "As a dragon, what do you do with a phoenix all day long?"

"..."

Ji Zhaoyun was silent for a moment, before he could answer, Feng Qi sneered: "He is willing to be with me, and we also eat, live and travel together, can you control it?"

"you--"

"Feng Qi." Ji Chaoyun tugged at Feng Qi's sleeve, shook his head at him, and looked up at Jun Ruzhuo, "What do you want from me?"

"Who is looking for you!" Jun Ruzhuo avoided looking at him, "I was, I was just passing by..."

Ji Chaoyun: "..."

"Oh, it turned out to be passing by." Feng Qi suddenly realized and nodded, pulling Ji Chaoyun straight towards the mountain gate, "Then please excuse me, Mr. Jun, we are going back."

The two passed by Jun Ruzhuo, and they were about to step up the stone steps, Jun Ruzhuo gritted his teeth angrily, and shouted: "Wait!"

Ji Chaoyun paused, and just turned his head when he saw Jun Ruzhuo raised his hand and threw something.He was about to pick it up, but Feng Qi took the lead and caught it.

It was an exquisite jade bottle.

Feng Qi looked at it for a moment and asked, "What is it?"

"The wound medicine developed by Ling Yuanhai for the Dragon Clan." Jun Ruzhuo turned his head away from them and said quickly, "It is useful for external injuries."

Feng Qi was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at Ji Chaoyun.

Ji Zhaoyun took the jade bottle, and the dragon pattern was engraved on the bottle, which is the unique imprint of the Lingyuan Sea Dragon Clan.He stroked the familiar dragon pattern with his fingertips, and said softly, "Thank you."

Jun Ruzhuo looked very uncomfortable, and blurted out: "No, I didn't give it to you specially, they sent too much, I can't use it up!"

After he finished speaking, he felt that the words were extremely deceiving, his face turned red, he turned around and ran towards the outside of the mountain gate, and his figure quickly disappeared on the mountain road.

Only Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun stood in front of the mountain gate for a long time, and after a long while, Feng Qi asked dumbfoundedly: "You dragon clan... are you all so dishonest?"

Ji Zhaoyun shook his head and sighed, "Go back."

The two returned to Wenqu Peak, and Feng Qi forced Ji Chaoyun to go back to his room to rest.

Ji Zhaoyun wasted a lot of spiritual power in the secret realm before, and was injured again, so he had to cultivate quietly.But there were only three days left before the re-examination, and Jin Ting was very difficult to deal with. Ji Chaoyun couldn't lie on the bed comfortably. After thinking about it, he took out his sword and turned over and got out of bed.

He pushed the door open a gap and looked outside, but there was no one in the courtyard.

His Royal Highness Feng Er was disturbed by him in his sleep today, and now he is probably going back to his room to catch up on sleep.

Ji Zhaoyun was a little relieved, quietly stepped out of the door, and walked out of the courtyard.But just as he walked onto the stone bridge, he heard a voice behind him: "Where do you want to go?"

Ji Zhaoyun paused, then turned around helplessly: "Why do you keep staring at me?"

Feng Qi leaned against the door, and when he heard him say that, he laughed happily: "You look good, I'd like to stare at you, can't you?"

"..." Ji Chaoyun said, "Boring."

Feng Qi smiled nonchalantly, walked towards him, and glanced at the sword in his hand: "Want to go out to practice sword again? I told you, your injury has not healed, and your spiritual power has not fully recovered. In the past few days Can't be tired, why are you so disobedient?"

Ji Zhaoyun lowered his head and said truthfully, "I can't sleep."

"Worried about the retest?"

"……Correct."

Feng Qi nodded, and said: "You are right to be worried. The re-examination is a competition in the arena, the test is the cultivation of body skills and how to deal with moves. When it comes to these, Jin Ting is considered the strongest in the entire yellow class. As far as I know , he has never failed in the ring assessment."

Ji Zhaoyun's eyes dimmed.

Feng Qi continued: "Jin Ting was born in the Baizhang Region. He was originally the son of a fairy attendant next to the Lord. The Lord of the Baizhang Region had no children and relatives, so he adopted him as his adopted son and taught him carefully. Jin Ting got his true biography, But after all, Gengu is not as good as the descendants of the famous family, plus... luck is not very good, so it has been staying at the yellow level."

"Now you face him, the winning rate is almost zero."

Ji Zhaoyun's hand hanging by his side unconsciously tightened, and he clenched his sword: "So, I can't slack off even more."

Feng Qi asked with great interest: "Don't you think you will lose?"

Ji Zhaoyun shook his head and said seriously: "The competition has not yet started, and it is unknown who will win and who will win. I never make such assumptions."

"Well said." Feng Qi looked down at him, with a trace of tenderness in his eyes, "I seem to suddenly understand why you believe so much that person will come back."

"what?"

There is such a dazzling person who loves me deeply and waits for me. If it were him, he would definitely not let go.

Even if you go through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, you have to go back to him at all costs.

Feng Qi smiled without saying a word, rubbed Ji Chaoyun's hair, and said in a drawn out voice: "...Because you are such a stubborn idiot."

"..."

Feng Qi straightened up, and said seriously: "I didn't lie to you just now, you really have no chance of winning against Jin Ting now, unless...someone tells you the secrets of Baizhangyu's moves and how to deal with them."

"You mean to say..."

Feng Qi smiled: "Call senior brother to listen first, I will teach you."

In a clearing in the bamboo grove, Feng Qi held Ji Chaoyun's accompanying sword in his hand and thrust out in the air, bringing out a clear sword aura.

Ji Chaoyun stood quietly on one side, no emotion could be seen on his face, but he couldn't stop admiring in his heart.This person used to use weapons as whips in the past, but he did not expect that his swordsmanship was also at the peak. Even if Feng Qi switched to using swords in the entrance examination, he probably would not have a chance to win.

It is worthy of being the once-in-a-century martial arts genius in the academy.

"Why are you in a daze, have you remembered the main points?" Feng Qi withdrew his sword and turned to ask him.

Ji Zhaoyun nodded quickly: "I remember clearly."

Feng Qi walked towards him, but didn't return the sword to him immediately, raised his eyebrows as if waiting for something.

"..." Ji Zhaoyun bit the bullet and said awkwardly, "Thank you, Brother Feng..."

"That's good." Feng Qi returned the sword to him, feeling extremely happy, "...Why do you look like that, even Song Zhifei in Jiangcheng can be called senior brother by you, did you tell me that senior brother treated you badly?"

"……No."

Feng Qi nodded with satisfaction: "The way I taught you to deal with it is based on the moves that Jin Ting has used in the ring battles these years, but I can't guarantee that he won't have back moves. Even if you remember these, you have to be careful Beware, don't be careless."

"I understand." Ji Chaoyun paused, and then asked, "Do you remember everyone's moves in the academy?"

Feng Qi vaguely felt the deep meaning in Ji Zhaoyun's words, he lowered his head, looked into those clear eyes with a smile: "What's the matter, do you think I'm very powerful?"

"..."

Ji Chaoyun stepped back subconsciously, but his back touched the slender green bamboo behind him.The smile in Feng Qi's eyes deepened, and he said softly: "Want to learn? We still have a long time, if I have time in the future, I can teach you everything slowly."

He was too close, so close that Ji Chaoyun could even feel the inherent strength in him.

Ji Chaoyun tilted his head back, trying to avoid the aura that made his heart beat fast: "Feng Qi..."

Feng Qi looked at him intently, and after a while, straightened up and took half a step back: "Don't tease you, continue to practice. I am here to accompany you, ask questions in time, you promised in advance that you will only practice for two hours a day."

"……it is good."

Three days later, the retest began.

Ji Chaoyun was already quite accomplished in swordsmanship, and with Feng Qi's careful guidance in the past few days, he was even more confident.On the day of the competition, even Feng Qi got up early for the first time, and personally accompanied him to the Baiyu Terrace.

"Why don't you talk, so nervous?"

Under the ancient pine on the side of the square, Feng Qi asked with a smile.

The first round of the competition in the distant arena has already begun, and Ji Chaoyun's draw is the fifth round of the yellow character class, and there is still a while before the competition.

Ji Zhaoyun's expression was tense, and he wanted to deny it, but he still nodded truthfully: "A little bit."

Feng Qi smiled and opened his arms towards him: "Come here."

"doing what?"

Feng Qi: "I heard that hugging can relieve tension, I'll try to see if it's true."

"..." Ji Zhaoyun turned his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Feng Qi, stop joking with me."

"Where did I joke?"

Ji Zhaoyun was silent.

In the past few days, Feng Qi seemed to be a different person and cared for him. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that something was wrong with him, but this person asked him where he was joking?

Could it be that he knew that the seniors of the Feng clan had a relationship with him, and wanted to redeem the previous disrespect towards him?

The other party's serious expression really made him reluctant to expose it, Ji Chaoyun sighed and said: "It's nothing, you should stay away from me, I am more nervous if you do this."

Feng Qi's eyes moved slightly, and he blurted out: "Ji Chaoyun, I actually—"

But at this moment, a figure sounded from behind the two of them: "Junior Brother Ji, so you are here. The group arena match just ended, you should get ready."

He is the deacon disciple in charge of the re-examination supervision.

"Okay." Ji Chaoyun nodded in agreement, then turned around and asked Feng Qi, "What did you want to say just now?"

Feng Qi looked at the blank deacon disciple without a word, and then at Ji Chaoyun, and pressed his eyebrows with a headache: "It's okay, you go first."

Ji Chaoyun was confused, and was about to turn around to leave when Feng Qi called him from behind.

"Ji Chaoyun." Feng Qi stood under the ancient pine, and smiled at him, "Fight hard, win this competition, I promise you one request."

"……whatever."

The author has something to say:

Xiaolong: Then can you ascend to the God Realm and help me find Feng Xiao? ovo

Phoenix: ...Only this is not allowed!