The Sword Lord ascended to heaven with his beauty, but his original wife who died early was revived!

Chapter 31 The Admirer

Fu Yu looked determined without any hesitation.

Han Feng tried to persuade him a few more times, but when he saw that he was not shaken, he stopped trying to persuade him. Instead, he took out a jade talisman and handed it out, "Yu'er, even if I can't become a master and disciple, I will treat you as my junior." , No matter what happens, if you need help, you can always come to me. Just crush this jade talisman and I can feel it."

"Thank you, Uncle Shi." Fu Yu took the jade talisman with both hands and put it away properly.

Han Feng added: "I will stay in Tianshu City for a few days. If you have anything to do, please come to Qingyun Sect to find me." Before going out, he finally said, "If you have been wronged in Jiange, just tell Uncle Shi." , Uncle Shi is venting his anger on you!"

Fu Yu felt warm in his heart and bowed with his arms folded.

Han Feng helped him up, "Okay, don't thank me anymore. We don't have to be so polite between uncles and nephews."

Then he stuffed something else into Fu Yu's hand, "This is a meeting gift from Uncle Shi. You keep it. Uncle Shi will go back now. No need to give it out!"

After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared into the courtyard along the open door of the main hall.

Fu Yu lowered his head and looked at the thing in his hand. It was a palm-sized bronze mirror engraved with auspicious cloud patterns.

Fu Qingyu's eyes also fell on the bronze mirror. She felt that it looked familiar. After noticing a broken line on the side of the mirror, she suddenly remembered that this was something she had used a long time ago. She had accidentally scratched a line. If it cracks, just throw it away.

In the memory, it was just something that was not a magical weapon, but it was now transformed into a defensive magical weapon with flashing light. Fu Qingyu used her spiritual sense to sense it and judged: "It can withstand the attacks of Yuanying realm monks." , it is difficult for ordinary monks in the stage of refining energy and transforming energy into gods to break through its defenses."

At least it is a fifth-grade magic weapon.

To make an ordinary bronze mirror into what it is now, it must have been smelted and crafted hundreds of times.Through the time and effort spent on this mirror, we can see Han Feng's heart...

Fu Qingyu felt sad. The Han family had been friends with the Fu family for generations, and Han Feng often followed her when she was young.Unexpectedly, the young man who called him "Sister Fu" had such thoughts in his heart.

Han Feng approached Yu'er, fearing that he might have found out about Yu'er's situation in Jiange.The past has faded, and she has been dead for 15 years. At this time, Han Feng can still find her specially, give her generous gifts, and say such words that she is willing to support Yu'er, which shows that she is somewhat sincere.

"Yu'er, please refine this bronze mirror and keep it close to your body. I will thank you Han Shishu properly next time we meet." Fu Qingyu said.

Fu Yu looked down at the bronze mirror in his hand, then looked up at his mother's face, and suddenly realized.

It turns out that Han Shishu admires his mother!
He couldn't help but compare Han Shishu in his heart. Han Shishu was not as good looking as his father, and his cultivation was slightly inferior, but his gentle and considerate temperament was far better than his father who had a stern face all day long.

It was really embarrassing for his son to discover his admirer.

Fu Qingyu quickly changed the subject and asked about Fu Yu and Pei Jingzhi's return to Jiange Courtyard just now.Han Feng came suddenly and she didn't have time to ask.

"Your father has already guessed it, right?"

Mother does understand father.Fu Yu nodded, "He guessed it was you, but I didn't admit it."

Fu Yu paused and said with some confusion: "Mom, why don't you want to recognize him?"

Fu Qingyu couldn't explain the events in the novel to her son, so she only said: "It's not just these 15 years that separated me from your father. The past has passed, and now we have returned to the past. There is no need to renew our relationship. He has Because of his fate, I also have my own path to take in the future."

Fu Yu seemed to understand, but he chose to stand by his mother no matter what.

"Mom, no matter what, I support your decision."

...

The upcoming Tianshu auction is particularly grand. In addition to the last large auction for high-level monks to participate, there are several smaller auctions ahead that will be held over the next two days.Many monks who came for the auction arrived one after another in the past few days, and the city was crowded and lively.

The inn sent some auction brochures for a small auction.

After Fu Qingyu flipped through them one by one, she pointed at one of the volumes and said, "Your spirit beast bag is here. Let's go to the small auction at Haishi tonight."

There are only more than 60 items in this auction, most of which are of low grade, and most of the monks attracted are in the stage of refining energy.But there are also a few valuable items from some sect disciples.

There were many familiar faces among them, all of whom had just come out of the Tianshu Secret Realm during the day.

As soon as Fu Qingyu and Fu Yu walked to the door, they met the three people from Chiyunmen.

Cao Songcheng greeted warmly: "Fellow Daoist Fu, Fellow Daoist Yu, we meet again!"

The three of them were seated in the row in front of Fu Qingyu and Fu Yu.

Before the auction officially started, Cao Songcheng turned around, lowered his voice, and said happily: "When I was queuing up in front of the Pei family's spiritual boat today, I saw fellow Taoist Yu selling a millet flower. Our brothers are also very lucky. We made it on the last day. I picked two plants." If they hadn't received a huge sum of money, they would not have been willing to come to the auction house.

People continued to enter the venue, and the [-] seats were quickly filled to nearly [-]% capacity.

The seats surround the auction stage on three sides. Fu Qingyu and the others are located just on the left side of the stage. Directly opposite, sitting in the front row are several Yunxiao Sword Pavilion disciples.

Several people who had felt sorry for Fu Yu before were among them.

Unlike the previous times when they met with cynicism, when they saw Fu Yu this time, they didn't dare to provoke him at all. They only revealed the dissatisfaction in their eyes when they glanced at him by chance.

Seeing Fu Yu use [-] spirit stones to take away a spirit beast bag, the resentment in their eyes seemed to increase even more.

But after seeing Fu Yu's current level of cultivation, he had no choice but to hide this injustice in his heart.

His cultivation was upgraded from the Xuanzhao Realm to the Fusion Realm in one fell swoop, and the Sword Master personally greeted him outside the secret realm. It was obvious that Fu Yu was now valued by the Qianyang Sword Master, and he became the most "noble" existence among them.

"It's just that he can reincarnate. Without the help of Sword Master, he will not even be able to break through the enlightenment realm."

"Hey, Sword Master can't pay attention to him for a few days. Don't forget that the venerables are going to enter the spiritual realm to practice. Sword Master [-] years ago, he thought of him before leaving. Let's pay attention to him for a few more days, and then we will see him again. Who will care about him..."

The small auction venue is not large.

The monk's senses were sharp. Fu Yu could not hear the sound transmission of those people's spiritual consciousness, but he could detect their glances from time to time.

The habit he had developed over the years made his body tense, and he subconsciously wanted to lower his head to avoid those unfriendly eyes.

At this moment, Fu Qingyu's hand gently fell on his back, "Yu'er, be more confident."

His mother's gentle but encouraging words seemed to inject strength into his weak body.

Fu Yu didn't want to disappoint his mother, nor did he want to let himself live up to his mother's teachings.For a moment, I straightened my back, faced those eyes, and looked back calmly.

No more shrinking, no more fear.

(End of this chapter)