Chapter 120 We don’t seem to know each other well.
“Don’t pat me on the head.”

Mu Xueyan slapped his hand away, looking a little unnatural: "My mother said that there is dragon energy on a boy's head. If you slap it, the dragon energy will be suppressed and he will not grow taller in the future."

"Hahaha."

Ji Feiyang was amused by her arrogant little appearance and laughed heartily.

"This jar should be the Immortal Drunken Wine."

Mu Xueyan put away the daughter's red wine and opened another jar of wine.

The wine has a strong aroma, but it is not the taste of the Drunken Immortal Wine in my memory.

"What's in this wine?"

Shi Bao smelled the aroma of the wine and found it a bit strange: "It has a different aroma from the Immortal Drunken Wine in the Immortal Realm. It just has the same name, but it's obviously not the same variety."

"It should be related to the fairy spring."

Mu Xueyan guessed secretly: "If we want to solve the doubts, it seems that we must go to Lingyan Temple."

"Little brother?"

Seeing her staring at the wine jar in a daze, Ji Feiyang stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

"This senior brother."

Mu Xueyan's dark eyes rolled around, a sly look flashing across them: "Have you ever tried the local Zuixian wine? What do you think of the taste of this wine?"

"It doesn't taste as good as the ones in the fairyland."

Ji Feiyang thought for a moment and gave a fair comment: "But it tastes different when you drink it. Although the guy just now is not a very good person, he said something very right. The island residents are long-lived and rarely suffer from illnesses. It is said that this is related to the fairy spring. This wine is brewed with the fairy spring. Drinking it is indeed good for the human body."

"It is indeed the fairy spring."

Mu Xueyan closed the wine jar and made a decision immediately: "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother. I have to go to Lingyan Temple and say goodbye now."

"Hey, don't go."

Ji Feiyang smiled playfully: "Wherever you want to go, I'll go with you."

"It seems like we don't know each other very well."

Mu Xueyan's face turned dark, and she left the wine cellar and quickened her pace.

"If you say a few more words, you will become familiar with each other."

Ji Feiyang didn't mind her cold face at all and followed her with a smile.

"Brother, are you free?"

Mu Xueyan is used to being alone and doesn't like to travel with others.

"Yes, indeed, it is very free."

Ji Feiyang shrugged helplessly and gave her an unexpected answer.

"why?"

Mu Xueyan smiled.

"Brother, you came here just passing by. You originally wanted to go back to the fairyland."

Ji Feiyang smiled helplessly: "I didn't expect that the sect would send a message that someone wanted to harm the sect, and the sect protection formation has been activated. No one is allowed to enter or leave. We disciples who are traveling outside have nowhere to go and can only continue to wander outside."

"Someone wants to harm the Bi Tian Palace?"

Mu Xueyan's face changed slightly, and she became a little worried: "Has it already started? The sky in the fairyland is about to change."

"Hey, little brother."

Ji Feiyang was pleasantly surprised: "How do you know I'm a disciple of the Bi Tian Palace? Are you one too? Are we brothers from the same sect?"

"I'm not your junior fellow apprentice."

Mu Xueyan no longer concealed her identity, threw out her identity token, and gave him a critical hit: "But, yours, Uncle Master."

When Ji Feiyang saw the name on the identity token, his eyes darkened and he was instantly petrified.

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Although Mu Xueyan is young, she has a very high seniority in the sect.

Mo Yichen is a semi-immortal ancestor and his direct disciple, and is of the same generation as Yu Feiyang, the head of the Bitian Immortal Palace.

That is to say, in the Bi Tian Fairy Palace, except for the headmaster and the people in the elder council, the rest of the disciples, regardless of age, must respectfully address her as "Uncle Master".

Ji Feiyang was a generation younger than Mu Xueyan, and it took him a long while to come back to his senses. "You, you, you are Sister Yan?"

Seeing the young man who was completely different from the one in his memory, someone was extremely shocked and stuttered gorgeously.

"Yes."

Mu Xueyan wanted to dump him, but suddenly something flashed before her eyes and her face changed slightly.

Tianji gave a warning that people from Yao Chi and Lan Yue Fairy Palace were searching everywhere for disciples of Bitian Fairy Palace who were traveling outside, and were abducting them as hostages to threaten Mo Yichen.

Ji Feiyang was also among them and had been targeted by them.

The disciples of the Yao Chi Fairy Palace hid in the dark, waiting for their chance to act.

As Ji Feiyang is only at the seventh level of Qi training now, it is not easy for him to escape.

"Sister Yan."

Ji Feiyang was surprised and delighted: "Why are you here in Penglai Fairy Pavilion?"

Mu Xueyan smiled and joked: "You are allowed to travel, but I am not allowed to come?"

"No, no, no, brother, that's not the case. Ahem, that's not what I meant."

Ji Feiyang's old face turned red, and the word "thirty-nine" turned around in his throat but he couldn't say it out.

"Since you want to follow, then follow."

Mu Xueyan didn't care about the difference in address. In order to protect him, she didn't chase him away. "But I want to make it clear in advance. Once you enter Lingyan Temple, you should listen more and talk less. Don't talk nonsense. Lingyan Temple has been able to stand for a thousand years in Penglai Xian Pavilion, and the incense has been prosperous. The old monk in the temple must be extraordinary. There may be immortal cultivators guarding it."

"Don't worry, Sister Yan, I'm not the kind of person who talks too much and causes trouble."

Ji Feiyang stopped smiling and made a gesture as if he was sewing his mouth shut.

"Don't call me Sister Yan, just call me Junior Brother."

For safety reasons, Mu Xueyan didn't want to reveal her identity, so she casually gave herself a name: "Zixuan, Li Zixuan."

"Come on, Junior Brother Xuan."

Ji Feiyang was very sensible and called him "Junior Brother" very smoothly.

"Let's go up the mountain."

Mu Xueyan ordered Shi Bao to keep an eye on the person who was following them secretly.

"Okay."

Ji Feiyang was unaware of the undercurrents going on in secret, and he quickly agreed, smiling happily.

-

Qifu Mountain, Lingyan Temple.

Lingyan Temple is surrounded by fog all year round. The wispy white mist is like drifting clouds, adding a touch of mystery and haziness to this thousand-year-old temple.

Mu Xueyan's guess was correct, there was indeed a Buddhist master guarding the temple.

She and Ji Feiyang climbed up the straight steps and came close to the temple. She clearly felt that like the major cities in the fairyland, there was a no-fly ban. No one was allowed to fly over the temple. Flying over the head of the Buddha was disrespectful to the Buddha.

"Someone is peeping."

Shi Bao's spiritual sense was powerful. He sensed a spiritual sense slipping out of the temple and secretly monitoring them, and informed his master in time.

"It's coming so fast."

Mu Xueyan smiled nonchalantly, looking relaxed and at ease.

"What secrets does Lingyan Temple hide? Why is it so well guarded?"

Shi Bao became interested: "The more they act like this, the more curious we become. If we don't dig out some secrets, we will feel itchy and uncomfortable."

"What secrets could there be?"

Mu Xueyan was very sure: "It's the secret of the fairy spring. They are afraid that someone will know the secret of immortality and rob it by force."

"The fairy spring can allow mortals to be free of disease and pain and live to be a hundred years old. It is indeed worth exploring."

Shi Bao suddenly realized: "They are afraid that the royal families of other countries will find out and send troops to rob them."

"Yes."

Mu Xueyan nodded: "As the saying goes, the people should not fight against the officials. Although there are immortals in the temple, they are all Buddhist monks and cannot break the precepts and slaughter the common people. If someone really wants to bully others and invade, unless the Buddha appears, they can't stop the shameless robbery of some people just by shouting a few slogans, Amitabha."