First Summoner

Chapter 1182 Spiritual God × Feng Xingxiu

"Will he really come back?" The blonde woman looked at Feng Xingyao and Shen Yan with tears in her eyes.

"Yes." Shen Yan looked at the spirit god in front of him and nodded.

At the beginning, she had deduced the outcome with the chess pieces five hundred times. Although the final result showed that the God of Power Feng Xingxiu would die, she still left him a glimmer of hope.

Because Feng Xingxiu is her brother.

She would never watch her brother die like this and disappear from the world.

After Shen Yan regained her memory, she also recalled the past.

Of course she knew that her brother Feng Xingxiu was in love with Lingshen.

"Do you want to wait for him?" Shen Yan looked at Lingshen and asked softly.

The spirit god nodded firmly, "Yes."

“Even if there’s no deadline?”

The Spirit God smiled, his eyes reddened, "If he can really come back, what does it matter if there is no deadline?"

Shen Yan reached out and held Lingshen's hand. Before she recovered her memory, she had misunderstood the relationship between Lingshen and Feng Xingyao. Now, she thought that Feng Xingyao believed from the bottom of his heart that Lingshen was his sister-in-law, so he tolerated her in every way.

The spirit god mistakenly thought that it was Feng Xingyao who did not save Feng Xingxiu, so he hated Feng Xingyao.

The spirit god was not kind to Feng Xingyao, but she was worthy of the people of the world.

She is a very good god. She has not been blinded by hatred. At the critical moment, she stood up to protect the people of the world.

"I'm sorry." Lingshen lowered her eyes. She felt ashamed of her revenge on Feng Xingyao and Shen Yan.

"We accept." Shen Yan and Feng Xingyao looked at each other and said with a smile.

Feng Xingyao also spoke at this moment, "Don't worry, my brother will definitely come back."

The spirit god nodded slightly.

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Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

In a blink of an eye, one thousand three hundred and fifty-six years had passed.

The spirit god had long since left the temple and gone to the spiritual cultivation mountain.

At the summit of the spiritual mountain, a woman sat quietly on the edge of a cliff. She was dressed in a long dress as white as snow, seemingly blending in with the surrounding clouds, her skirt fluttering like flowing clouds.

The woman's long hair shone like gold, cascading down over her shoulders like a waterfall. Each strand seemed so soft, swaying gently in the wind like a dancing elf.

She has a pretty face, skin as white as snow and as smooth as mutton-fat jade.

At this moment, the woman was like an exquisite portrait, breathtakingly beautiful.

She was barefoot.

The woman looked up into the distance for a long, long time.

Watched from sunrise to sunset.

When night fell, she lay on the edge of the cliff and looked at the twinkling stars in the sky.

She stretched out her hand, as if wanting to touch the distant stars. Suddenly, she saw a familiar big hand holding hers. She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She tilted her head.

The scene returned to the moment when she first met him.

She was born from the spiritual energy of all living beings and transformed into a god.

At that time, she was innocent and naive, wandering barefoot in the mountains.

But she accidentally went too far and fell off the cliff. In her panic, she caught a glimpse of a young man in white clothes, tall and straight, very handsome, with a small mole on the bridge of his nose, black hair hanging behind his shoulders, looking at her coldly.

By the time she reacted, she had already fallen deep into the cliff.

Her fair skin was soon pierced by the sharp stones.

Blood oozed out.

She frowned in pain, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Reckless." The first words he said to himself were so cold and hard.

As a god, she actually fell straight off the cliff. No one else could do it except her.

As the leader of all gods, Feng Xingxiu needs to control all gods and assign tasks to them.

When the spirit god was born, he stayed in this mountain area, never went out, and had no idea of the situation outside.

Lingshen pursed his lips in grievance, stood up, turned around and left.

Her white and tender feet stepped directly on the dirty ground, and there was mud between her toes.

When Feng Xingxiu saw this scene, his brows furrowed.

Because he had never seen such a sloppy god.

His brothers and sisters all love cleanliness.

Feng Xingxiu watched her walk away, his brows furrowed even tighter. He had long understood the importance of sex, so he naturally couldn't clean the dirt off her feet like he helped Xing Yan clean up the filth.

He summoned the mountain elf and asked her to teach the spirit god the most basic knowledge.

Then he left a mental mark and left.

When they met again, the spirit put on the shoes woven from vines.

The shoes are ugly.

Feng Xingxiu's eyelids twitched slightly, then he deliberately ignored her ugly shoes and talked to her about the duties of gods.

"As a god, you should prioritize protecting the people of the world. No emotion should transcend the people of the world. Do you understand?"

The spirit looked at him in confusion.

Seeing her like this, Feng Xingxiu knew that she didn't understand, so he patiently explained it again in detail.

He had never seen such an innocent and naive god. She was like a blank sheet of paper.

Feng Xingxiu thought to himself that it was not good for him to teach her alone all the time, so he decided to ask Sister Cheng Ying and Sister Yanyan for help.

But these two are lazy.

They seemed to know what he was going to say, and before he could even open his mouth, they slipped away quickly.

Meet for the third time.

He brought her some clothes and ten pairs of beautiful shoes.

The spirit god looked at the gifts with surprise.

"Thank you!"

Before he could react, she quickly cupped her cheeks and fiercely kissed him on the lips.

Feng Xingxiu's face changed drastically, he pushed her away suddenly, and his cheeks flushed slightly.

"Do you know what you are doing?!"

"Thank you." Lingshen staggered a few steps after being pushed. She looked at Feng Xingxiu's face carefully and said somewhat aggrievedly.

Two days ago, she saw a man and a woman entering the mountains.

Their way of expressing gratitude is by kissing or touching the body.

Feng Xingxiu's face darkened and he turned and left.

After he left, he never came back, but sent another goddess Ming to teach her.

Later, the spirit gradually understood.

After a hundred years, Lingshen finally saw him again, and she wanted to apologize to him.

But his eyes never fell on himself.

She couldn't help feeling a little sad.

In the following dozens of meetings with the gods, he acted as if he had never existed and didn't even look at himself.

That night, she drank some wine and went to find him with courage.

But before she could see him, she was blasted away by his power.

Lingshen was furious and drunk. She lowered her eyes and saw the pair of shoes he had given her. She took them off and threw them into the lake not far away to vent her anger.

She walked barefoot.

She doesn't like wearing shoes. She thinks wearing shoes is a kind of restraint.

If he hadn't asked her to put on her shoes herself, she wouldn't have put them on at all.

"I won't wear shoes anymore! I don't want to wear shoes!" the spirit said while crying.

As he cried, he started to hiccup.

Looks pitiful.

The spirit god was tired of crying, so he returned to his bedroom.

Her beautiful white feet were now covered in mud, leaving footprints with every step.

The next day, she really didn't wear shoes and went to attend the meeting of the gods.

Many gods were shocked when they saw her without shoes.

Some goddesses were about to go and remind her, but before they could get close to her, she disappeared.

Everyone was slightly shocked.

At this time, the spirit god was sent back to the bedroom.

Feng Xingxiu's cold and hard voice came from outside the bedroom: "Put on your shoes."

"I won't wear them!" Ling Shen's eyes instantly turned red. "Aren't you going to ignore me? Why do you still care whether I wear shoes or not? I threw away all the shoes you gave me!"

Actually no, she only threw away one pair.

As she spoke, she walked barefoot outside the bedroom and saw the young man with his back to her. "Why are you hiding from me?"

Feng Xingxiu's expression was indifferent, but there was a hint of unnaturalness in his eyes.

He didn't know how to get along with her.

The 'accidental' kiss a hundred years ago made him feel uncomfortable.

He ignored her on the surface, but in fact he was paying attention to her secretly.

Her divine power increased rapidly, but she was a little lacking in dealing with people.

The spirit stared at his back, then suddenly smiled and said, "If you help me put on my shoes, I will put them on."

Hearing this, Feng Xingxiu frowned and was about to leave.

"Go ahead, I don't want to wear shoes either." Lingshen smiled triumphantly.

Feng Xingxiu paused slightly, finally turned around and looked at the blonde girl who was smiling like a fox. At that moment, it seemed as if something deep in his heart was slowly cracking.

In the bedroom, he half-knelt on the ground, picked up her feet with his own hands, and put on her shoes.

"Feng Xingxiu, I'm no longer that little girl who didn't know the difference between men and women."

Feng Xingxiu's slightly bent back stiffened.

He knew how outrageous his actions were at this moment.

"Feng Xingxiu, can you please stop hiding from me from now on?"

The reunion after a hundred years was her deliberate approach.

She missed this man.

Of course, she didn't want to be with him just because she had seen this man.

She has seen countless men of all kinds over the past hundred years.

But the only one she cared about was him.

But he didn't even look at himself.

This made her even angrier.

She understood that the less he looked at her, the more he cared about her.

So, she deliberately put on a show last night.

Just let him come to you on his own initiative.

At this moment, he was holding his feet, and the temperature of his palms was very hot.

After Feng Xingxiu put on her shoes properly, he raised his head, met her gaze, and replied, "Okay."

The spirit god smiled like a flower.

Later, she had more and more contact with him.

Later, they naturally got together.

However, the appearance of Black Water destroyed all the beauty.

She lost her lover.

And her lover is the chief of all gods - the god of strength Feng Xingxiu.

...

The top of the spiritual mountain.

She turned her head and saw a familiar face.

It's her lover.

"Afeng." Tears wet her eyes, and she reached out and touched his cheek carefully.

Feng Xingxiu stared at her with guilt and deep love in his eyes.

"Sorry for the waitting."

He squeezed her hand.

Never want to let go again.

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[PS: A special episode (Battle of Heaven and Earth) will be updated starting July 7.28th. This is a crossover episode between "The First Summoner" and "The First Eye Master." Team Shura x Team Fengyun.]