Someone always brushes my favorability

You know, Ling Xiao always thought that his brother was practicing in retreat in Tianjizong, but according to Lu Baici's words, that was not the case at all.

Why did brother lie to him?

Ling Xiao couldn't figure it out, he frowned slightly, it seemed that if he wanted to know the truth of the matter, he had to take the time to go to Youzhou City.

However, tomorrow is the Nascent Soul Ceremony, and we will wait until the end of the Nascent Soul Ceremony.

As the elder brother of Fuyou Mountain, Ling Xiao's Nascent Soul Ceremony was extraordinarily grand, and the guests on Fuyou Mountain were full of people, and it was very lively.

With the roar of the salute and the sound of fairy music, Ling Xiao wore a jade crown on his head, a brand-new Taoist robe of Yuanying, and auspicious cloud boots on his feet, and walked towards the high platform of the ceremony.

His appearance is so beautiful, like a fairy descended from the nine heavens, people can't help but stop breathing. Some female cultivators looked at him and couldn't help but blush quietly.

"Master."

With a calm face and a generous demeanor, Ling Xiao kowtowed to Zhenjun Shuhua as a disciple.

On the high stage of the grand ceremony, Zhenjun Shuhua looked proud and pleased, and helped Ling Xiao up with a smile.

Holding three pillars of sandalwood, he first worshiped the heaven and the earth, and then turned around to worship the ancestors of Fuyou Mountain.

"My apprentice, Ling Xiao, is talented and intelligent, with excellent bones. He has practiced for decades, and now he has become the Yuanying Zhenjun... The No. 13 disciple Shuhua hereby expresses his condolences to the Patriarch..."

Shuhua Zhenjun's clear voice resounded throughout Fuyou Mountain. He bowed three times to the Patriarch's tablet with sandalwood, and then inserted three pillars of sandalwood into the incense burner.

Ling Xiao followed behind the master, holding three pillars of sandalwood according to the same etiquette, offering sacrifices to heaven and earth first, and then worshiping the ancestors of the past.

It's just that, as the protagonist of the Nascent Soul Ceremony, Ling Xiao not only needs to kowtow three times and bow nine times, but the etiquette of the entire Nascent Soul Ceremony is even more cumbersome.

Fortunately, the grand ceremony only needs to be held once.

When the glow of the sky appeared and the afterglow of the setting sun fell, the Nascent Soul Ceremony ended, and the guests gradually dispersed, Ling Xiao breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's over.

Ling Xiao, who had something on his mind, got together with Lu Baici, Sang Chen and other friends, and hurried to Youzhou City.

As for the Jindan cultivation base, Ling Xiao, who was already the Yuanying Zhenjun, was very fast, and he arrived at his destination in less than an hour - the original Shen's mansion, and now the Zheng family's ghost house.

After many years, Ling Xiao visited Mrs. Zheng again.

There was no surprise about Ling Xiao's visit to Mrs. Zheng. She asked the ghost servant to serve spirit tea, and said with a smile: "I had expected this day long ago."

Ling Xiao smiled, he was thinking about his elder brother, so he didn't beat around the bush, and straight to the point said what he wanted.

"I still forgot Mrs. Zheng's explanation." He cupped his hands and said.

"Friend Ling, you have a good brother." Mrs. Zheng sighed first, then picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. In the steaming tea mist, she recalled and said: "Back then, I made a cup with your brother. The deal, one is that the Tianji Sect will not pursue the matter of the Shen family's extermination, and the other is to make a fortune for my two sons and daughters."

Ling Xiao heard Mrs. Zheng say this, and couldn't help asking: "What kind of deal is it?"

Mrs. Zheng glanced at the impatient Ling Xiao, feeling in her heart that he and Zhenjun Xuanwei have a deep brotherly relationship, without hiding anything, and said bluntly: "The murderer of the Ling family's extermination case."

As soon as she said that, Ling Xiao stood up instantly in shock.

"No wonder..." After he muttered, he stared at Mrs. Zheng with a solemn expression, and bowed his hands, "I forgot Mrs. Zheng explained in detail—"

"You are being polite, Daoist Ling." Mrs. Zheng stood up, turned sideways to avoid Ling Xiao's salute, and explained to him in detail what she knew.

In the past, Mrs. Zheng was murdered and sank into the Youzhou River. By chance, she regained her sanity and became a ghost cultivator. She practiced at the bottom of the Youzhou River all year round.

And the Youzhou River has countless undercurrents, almost all over the city. One of the underground rivers runs through the central lake of the Ling family. A family of murderers.

"...The murderer is covered in black scales, with a strange and handsome appearance, and his singing is like a sea monster, which makes people sink, and can make people fall into dreams..."

As Mrs. Zheng said, the strange scene of that day seemed to come back to her mind. She still remembered the pair of cold eyes that suddenly looked at her.

"...After your elder brother asked me for the portrait of the murderer, he left Youzhou City, presumably he went to find the murderer."

"He didn't tell you because he didn't want these things to affect your cultivation. That's why I said, Fellow Daoist Ling, that you have a good brother."

After listening to Mrs. Zheng's words, Ling Xiao sat on the chair and remained silent for a long time.

After a while, he bid farewell to Mrs. Zheng.

Ling Xiao returned to Xiandaomen, and went to Zangshu Pavilion as soon as he returned to the sect to check the classics.

The traits of the murderer Mrs. Zheng spoke of were somewhat familiar, similar to the mermaid recorded in "Strange Records".

Ling Xiao stood by the bookshelf and found "Strange Records". He flipped through several pages with his fingers, and finally stopped on a page in the second half.

There are sharks in the outer sea, the body of the painting is scales, and the voice is like a sea monster.

So my brother went to the sea to find the murderer?

But the cold poison in his body was suppressed by the Blood Flame Pill, but it took time, and the Blood Flame Pill was running out.

Ling Xiao's lips were pursed into a straight line, a trace of worry flashed across his eyes, and he put "Strange Records" back on the shelf.

He had to go to the open sea, but he had to wait until the ancient secret land, where he refined the real fire of the sun.

For the first time, Ling Xiao felt urgent, hoping that the Zongmen would issue a notice to explore the secret realm soon.

He was hiding something in his heart, and he looked a little absent-minded when he walked out of the library.

At this time, a girl who was crookedly flying the magic weapon, who didn't look very skilled, bumped into the restriction of the library.

"boom!"

With a cry of surprise, she fell headfirst from the flying magic weapon and fell to the ground in all directions.

The surroundings froze for an instant, and looked at the girl in disbelief.

This junior sister is already at the Golden Core stage, and she still falls off the flying magic weapon?

Faced with so many inconceivable gazes, the girl blushed delicately, hurriedly got up from the ground, put away the flying magic weapon and ran into the Library Pavilion like the wind.

Obviously very embarrassed.

"Ahem, Junior Sister Qin is still the same." Someone coughed dryly and said this.

"Yeah, it's hard for Junior Sister Qin. It is said that she has a fear of heights, so it's no wonder that she doesn't know how to control flying magic weapons at the Jindan stage." Another sympathetic voice echoed, obviously he knew the girl from The girl who fell from the flying magic weapon.

As soon as these two voices came out, many fellow disciples thought of the girl's identity, Qin Ruoxue, the disciple of Zhenjun Wenyuan, the head disciple of Zhaoyang Peak.

What Qin Ruoxue is famous in the Immortal Dao Sect is not her identity, nor her aptitude, but her fear of heights.

As long as the fear of heights is mentioned, everyone will know Qin Ruoxue.

Ling Xiao came back to his senses because of this episode. Hearing these discussions in his ears, he couldn't help but think of the cloud-treading snow lion on Fuyou Mountain who also had a fear of heights.

Ling Xiao didn't take Qin Ruoxue, his nephew, seriously, so he didn't expect that 'she' would cause him a lot of trouble in the near future.

Ling Xiao lifted his feet and strode towards Fuyue Peak.

When he came to Fuyue Peak, Jiyue Zhenjun was practicing sword skills in the snow.

Wearing a white robe, the frost and snow are like swords, as if blending with the snow and ice in the sky.

Seeing Ling Xiao coming, Jiyue Zhenjun raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips. With a turn of the Frost Snow sword, the flying snow gathered in the sky, like a bird's shadow, flashing past in the snow.

"Good come!"

Ling Xiao raised his sword eyebrows at the temples, and smiled heartily, and the black figure turned into pieces of flying snow and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was already close, crimson red light suddenly appeared in the wind and snow, and the white figure and the black figure fought together in the flying snow.

There was a sound of clinking sword blades, from day to night, this sparring was incisively and vividly, extremely fun!

With the moon hanging in the sky, Zhenjun Jiyue and Ling Xiao put away their swords and sat on the moon-watching platform of Fuyue Peak.

The wind and snow on the top of the mountain stopped suddenly, and the night was as dark as ink. Ling Xiao took out two jars of Yuanling ginseng wine from the storage bracelet, and threw one of them to the uncle.

With the wine in his belly, the aura that had been consumed in the sparring was restored instantly.

"Happy!" Ling Xiao laughed, referring to the wine in his throat, and also to the previous discussion.

A smile flashed in Jiyue Zhenjun's eyes, and he said: "You came to Fuyue Peak not only to find Master Shishu for a drink?"

"It seems that I can't hide anything from my uncle." Ling Xiao first laughed, and then said seriously, "My nephew has something to ask my teacher uncle."

Zhenjun Jiyue returned from overseas a few years ago, and he knows nothing about overseas affairs, so Ling Xiao's first thought of asking for the teacher's uncle is to ask for more news about the Yuren.

After hearing Ling Xiao's words, Master Jiyue pondered for a while and said: "When I was overseas in the past, I did deal with some sharks. They are divided into black sharks and blue sharks. The blue sharks are gentle and friendly. Living on the bottom of the sea all the year round and not caring about worldly affairs, the black sharks have a violent personality, like to fight, and occupy many islands..."

The uncle's words were like a scroll of overseas pictures slowly unfolding in front of Ling Xiao. Thinking of Mrs. Zheng's words, it seemed that the murderer who destroyed Ling's family was the black shark who had a violent personality and liked to fight.

How could the Black Mermaids living overseas come to the inland and destroy the entire Ling family?

Suspicion suddenly arose in Ling Xiao's heart, and he silently kept these things about the sharks in his heart.

Overseas at the same time.

The sky was dark and overwhelming, there were lightning and thunder in the clouds, the sea was rough, and the waves hit the reef in bursts of wind and rain.

All of a sudden, the two figures flew across the furious and roaring sea like swooping seabirds.

The leader is a strange young man with black scales covering his face and a fish tail half his body.

Following closely behind was a young monk with white robe and snow-haired hair.

In the gust of wind and rain, he came on the waves, and the distance between one person and one shark became closer and closer.

almost, almost there...

Looking at the strange and dangerous island in the distance in the pitch-black thick ink, Heiya's bewitching face glowed with joy.

But at the next moment, the sky and the earth changed, the island suddenly disappeared, and a chess piece of 360 shone faintly in black and white in the darkness.

The black shark's complexion changed suddenly.

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