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Little Mi Fei saw the lightning and thunder in the sky, and the dark clouds were stamping her feet. She felt her entire body turning numb, and could not help but feel extremely sad.

She stood there in a daze without saying a word. Teacher Ouyang had shouted a few times, but she didn't seem to hear him.

Ma Tianxi walked over and tugged on her sleeve. "Sister Mi Fei, come in quickly. Teacher Ouyang told you to come in, so why aren't you listening?"

Wen Bufan shook her head and sighed. She followed Ma Tianxi into the house, but in less than a minute, she walked out again.

"Miss, what's wrong?" the two servants asked in unison.

"I want to stand outside the door for a moment. Leave me alone!" Wen Bufan said as she stood outside and looked up at the sky.

Although he didn't see anything, his heart was in pain. The rumbling thunder once again displayed its deterrence as the lightning pierced through the darkness again and again. A child stood there staring into the sky. There was no fear, only sadness. A white light flashed past, Wen Bufan looked at the white light as it disappeared, his heart feeling a strange melancholy.

In less than two hours, the sky had regained its usual tranquility. Wen Bufan seemed to have been pulled in by something as her soulless appearance surprised everyone.

"Fan, is there something wrong with your body?" said his wife with a gentle smile.

"Oh, I just feel so sleepy. I want to get some sleep." Wen Bufan said softly.

"When I heard that you were coming, I had prepared a bedroom for you. Come, I'll take you guys to have a look." As she spoke, she led the way.

Passing through a few small paths, with the surrounding mountains and rivers, revealing a simple stone room, Wen Bufan entered the stone house. A cool and elegant feeling seeped into her heart, a total of three rooms, Wen Bufan stayed in the middle, and two or three servants lived in the left and right, seeing the bed, Wen Bufan yawned even more.

"Let's go, Miss is definitely exhausted. We might miss her family too much, let's not disturb her." one of the maids said to the other as she made up the bed. The other one nodded and the two quickly left the room.

Before the maid walked out of the room, Wen Bufan had already laid on the bed with her clothes on, and entered into dreamland in a short while.

She came to a grassy area and stood there in a daze. Suddenly, the Literary God descended from the sky, Wen Bufan was very happy and wanted to run over quickly and embrace his legs like usual. She had only run a few steps when she remembered that he had ruthlessly driven her out of the house, and she stood there with her mouth pursed, pretending to be angry.

The Literary God's elegant demeanor was the same as ever, he was handsome and refined, this time he did not walk, but instead floated down from the sky and floated in front of Wen Bufan. Wen Bufan secretly laughed, but pretended to be angry and turned away, and the Literary God immediately floated in front of her, then Wen Bufan once again turned around, and the Literary God once again floated in front of her.

Wen Bufan's heart rose countless of times: "Literary God, I hate you, but all of my hatred disappeared without a trace the moment I saw my father coming. This was kinship.

"Fan, I have come to bid my farewells to you, I am leaving now!" The Literary God said this sorrowful sentence.

"Daddy, why? Then why don't you take me with you? " Wen Bufan said as she quickly ran over to the Literary God and shook him. She was afraid that if she wasn't careful, he would lose her father.

You and I are not from the same world. I was originally a star in the sky, one of the seven Big Dipper Brothers, because I wanted to come down to the mortal world to see. I didn't think that I would be able to see the light of day. "You're a good boy, you have to learn your lesson well. After I leave, you have to listen to Master Ouyang and your mother!" Literary God caressed Wen Bufan's head and said.

"Dad, I won't let you go! I want you to stay with my mother to accompany me! I won't let you go!" Wen Bufan said as she hugged her tighter.

"Fan, stop messing around, actually, I don't want to leave either, but it's impossible for me to go back with fate, I have already eaten the Forgotten Pellet, after this quarter of an hour, I will erase all my memories in the human world, and you and I and everyone else will become strangers." The Literary God said sorrowfully.

"Daddy, is it because I didn't listen to you and the heavens wanted to punish you? I can change that. I can't do it without a father. I don't want you to not know me. " Wen Bufan said while crying.

It's not your fault, the Fan has always been doing very well, very well, very well, you are still young, and there are some things that you still don't understand. Remember, no matter where you are, you have to stay strong and live and think hard to solve problems. Literary God took out a star talisman from his body and placed it around Wen Bufan's neck, then he began to teach her an incantation.

"Did you record it down?"

"Yes."

"This talisman can only be activated three times. You must be careful because the time is right and we will never meet again." Unknowingly, Literary God had already escaped Wen Bufan's embrace, and floated into the distance like a wisp of smoke.

"Father, if you don't leave, will we meet again? Where shall I wait for you? " Wen Bufan shouted to the Literary God who was floating farther and farther away.

"Fan, you must remember to be strong and live on. You have the responsibility of saving others, if fate wills it, the two of us will meet again, if not, then there is no need to care!" The voice flew past Wen Bufan like a whisper.

Wen Bufan really wanted to grab onto a thread of Legacy, but in the next moment, all that was left was the surrounding air. She woke up in a hurry and found herself in bed with a star-shaped amulet around her neck. The incantation for activating the amulet was still in her mind. Only then did she realize that she was really talking to her father just now. This amulet was evidence.

Wen Bufan stroked this protective talisman again and again, her face had long been covered in tears. She vowed to learn her skills.

Wen Bufan was like a different person, she had learnt all of the knowledge that Teacher Ouyang taught her very quickly.

At the start, Teacher Ouyang was happy to have Wen Bufan as his disciple. A year later, Teacher Ouyang gradually felt that his knowledge was shallow, and in front of Wen Bufan, who was thirsty for knowledge, he experienced the feeling of being able to use a book to his heart's content.

When all disciples came, they would rely on their own talents to learn different things, and would arrange for them to cultivate in their own space. Only at the party at the end of the year did they meet.

On this day, Teacher Ouyang had an idea. He wanted his disciple to demonstrate the talents he had learned during the year. Therefore, he sent out many exhortations, inviting his own disciples to perform here.

Ouyang Chun might not have many disciples of his own, but all of his disciples were powerful and prosperous. One by one they went down the mountain to establish their own sects. Now that he had disciples of his own, he could be considered one of the top sects in all of Huaxia.

The disciples who received his advice were all excited. For many years, their Master had never asked them about it, but this time, the invitation was an unprecedented one in front of the brothers and sisters, and even on the day that the whole of China was announced to the public.

Who wouldn't? This time, not only did Ouyang Ziyun's own disciples bring a great number of people to participate, but there were also people from other sects who were trying to squeeze in to see what was going on. They wanted to gamble on the glory of Ouyang Ziyun's disciples.