Dharma

"Oh yes, it's more important to meet my senior brother first." Xia Jingge immediately turned to look at the young monk with a smile, "Then... this little nephew, what's your name?"

"My surname is Zhao, and Master Uncle can just call me Buji." After Zhao Buji said, he glanced at Feng Fuling, "I don't know how to call this..." He knew that there should be two people in the barrier. Personally, Uncle Yu and Uncle Fang deduced that he should be imprisoned with Uncle Xia.So Bie Pai Xu is only looking for one, Xia Jingge, only they know they should look for two.This was also the reason why he was willing to believe that the two of them were the true masters when he saw that there were two of them.

But why doesn't the situation look quite right now?Zhao Buji glanced at the hands that Feng Fuling and Xia Jingge had held so far, and thought to himself, how can there be two big men holding hands in the street... It always feels weird.

"He is Feng Fuling, who was dragged by me and stayed in the enchantment. He grew up with me all these years... so nephew Buji, let's go?"

Zhao Buji then withdrew his scrutiny from Feng Fuling, and hurriedly said, "Yes! Uncle Master, wait a moment, I'll send a signal to Master first." Zhao Buji took out a piece of Chengfu from his bosom as he spoke. The yellow talisman paper was turned into ashes after muttering a certain spell in his mouth.Xia Jingge had only seen this kind of talisman once or twice when he was a child, and it was a messenger talisman that monks would generally use. Because of the small amount of information it could convey, it was rarely used by the Jiuhua School in the past.

They have always used two-way mirrors to communicate within the Jiuhua faction, which is convenient and quick, and even a fool can use it.When Xia Jingge came down, he only took the side that was connected to his father, and it was broken, and he was never willing to throw it away. This time he escaped and brought it out.Now it seems that even Jiuhua Pai Yuemo can rarely use two-way mirrors.Xia Jingge felt a little melancholy after all, but didn't ask any further questions.

After Zhao Buji delivered the letter, he made a direction gesture to Xia Jingge: "Master, please follow me. You guys, guard around and protect Master."

There were four people behind him, their clothes were slightly different from Zhao Buji's, only the steaming auspicious clouds were sewn on the cuffs of his clothes, and the lapels were uniformly red, with no other patterns.Xia Jingge recognized this outfit a few days ago, it is the costume of a registered disciple of the Jiuhua Sect.The four of them were all older than Zhao Buji by a couple of rounds, but they didn't surpass them in the slightest. Zhao Buji gave an order, and immediately formed a five-cornered escort formation around Xia Jingge, Feng Fuling and the two of them.

Xia Jingge still remembered this formation, it was a five-star formation that could be formed by five people, every two people were equally spaced, and every three people were almost equally spaced by two or two, once an outsider attacked, they could take care of each other.In theory, it is a very defensive formation.In fact, in order for this formation to play a powerful role, it takes years and months of practice until the coordination is perfect.For monks, this is precisely the most impossible, because monks need to retreat and practice alone, and it is impossible to spend so much time practicing a formation that is rarely used.

What's more, looking for Xia Jingge is probably due to an unexpected incident.Therefore, Xia Jingge really had some doubts about how much practical effect this formation could play.In the past, the Jiuhua Sect did not accept registered disciples, and Xia Jingge also found out that the registered disciples could only be registered students because of insufficient qualifications... He felt that if he really met someone who had the courage to stand in the way of the Jiuhua Sect, It's more practical to protect them yourself.

Xia Jingge took out his sword hilt and shook it off into a sword.The blade of the sword immediately condensed into ice, cold to the bone, as if it had been frozen for a thousand years.He still likes to use water spells the most, and he is the most comfortable to use, and he can beat him when he is sparring with Fu Ling.

The crowd parted from the middle to make way for them, Xia Jingge took advantage of the gap and asked Zhao Buji, "Where are we going now?"

"The Cloud Sword Sect." Zhao Buji comforted again: "Uncle Master, don't worry, since we have found you, we will definitely not make you suffer in prison again."

Xia Jingge: "..."

Feng Fuling: "..."

It always feels like something is not right.

But forget it, it doesn't matter anyway.

Before the group of people could get out of the crowd, a gray shadow flew from the sky with a whoosh. The gray shadow flew over their heads at a very high speed, barely stopped in mid-air, and turned back with a whoosh. .Even the starry sky made him draw the trajectory of two intersecting circles.

The gray figure almost creaked and stopped obliquely above Xia Jingge and the others, and when he stabilized his figure, everyone saw that it was a thin old man with gray eyebrows and a wooden crutch holding a dragon head.Zhao Buji snorted secretly, and said to Xia Jingge in a low voice: "Master, this is Nanhai Xuanweng. I heard that he had some connection with my Jiuhua Sect back then. Do you remember? Strange, isn't he the most erratic? Why? We have also arrived at Jiangyun City."

As soon as he finished his muttering, Nanhai Xuanweng chuckled, "Little boy has good eyesight, he actually recognized me, the old man!" Clearly, he was clever enough to hear all of Zhao Buji's mutterings.

Xia Jingge couldn't remember what Xuanweng of the South China Sea was, so he secretly shook his head at Zhao Buji.Zhao Buji didn't expect much from this uncle who had been locked up for more than ten years, his eyes were darkened and he didn't know anything. When he got the answer, he took a step forward, saluted respectfully and said: "Jiuhua is Jiuhua. Send No.70 eighth-generation disciple Zhao Buji to meet Mr. Nanhai Weng."

Over there Nanhai Xuanweng waved his hand and said: "These rituals are nothing more than false, any origin is false, I am afraid that if I talk about the origin, you don't want to admit it!"

Zhao Buji was puzzled in his heart, but smiled on his face and said: "How could this happen? The relationship between Mr. Weng and my Jiuhua Sect was mentioned by the master when I was young, but the junior was young and ignorant at that time. If there is... For the impoliteness, I ask Mr. Weng not to blame him."

"I won't mention it if I don't mention it. You Jiuhua faction is in trouble! There are many dead rules! Let's talk about the business, hehe, the old man is actually here to borrow someone from you! If you don't know, you will not only refuse Tell my old man about the origin, and you still want to fight with me!" When Zhao Buji heard this, he didn't understand what he was referring to, and immediately grabbed the hilt of his sword vigilantly and secretly.That South Sea Xuan Weng really came straight to Xia Jingge, and continued, "Which of the two dolls in the middle is Xia Jingge?"

Zhao Buji drew out his sword swishingly, and held the sword across his chest, "My uncle has been missing for many years, and I just found it today. Please, senior, for the sake of some connections, don't embarrass the younger generation."

He deliberately emphasized the word "junior" so that he would look like a senior, but Xuan Weng Nanhai didn't care at all, he didn't even change his face at all, instead he waved his crutches and laughed: "I said you don't want to tell me about your origin, right? Look, look, just said a word, and the sword is gone. Hehe, if you don’t answer, I recognized it myself, little baby, are you Xia Jingge?”

He was pointing at Xia Jingge and asking.

After all, Zhao Buji was still young, lacked concentration, and lacked experience. Hearing the kindness and kindness in these words, he immediately hesitated whether he had entered recklessly.The hand holding the sword was not as firm as it was at the beginning, and shook slightly.

As soon as Nanhai Xuanweng saw this opportunity, he leaned over with a whoosh, trying to get past Zhao Buji to catch Xia Jingge.Zhao Buji thought he had been tricked, and hurriedly raised his sword to stop him, but the Nanhai Xuanweng, who had been prepared for a long time, swiped lightly with his crutch, and pulled him away with four or two strokes of a thousand catties.Nan Hai Xuan Weng was so cultivated, his battle was more heavy than light, Zhao Buji couldn't hold the sword immediately, and dropped the sword with a clang.

Seeing this, Xia Jingge raised his sword and stabbed at him, the piercing sword energy came straight to Nanhai Xuanweng's face, but he also made him turn around in mid-air lightly, and dodged away.He jumped up to Xia Jingge, and took his crutches to slam Xia Jingge on the back. Xia Jingge suddenly felt numb in his hands, and his whole body seemed to be stagnant, unable to move.Nanhai Xuanweng got his hands, he smiled and said "Follow me!" He stretched out his hand to lift his collar and slip him away.

Zhao Buji said inwardly, "Oops, Nanhai Xuanweng has always come and gone like lightning, and his cultivation level is far above them. Now let him pass by, how can we stop him?"

Who would have thought that at this critical moment, a wave of demonic energy would burst out suddenly, and Zhao Buji's eyes would suddenly go dark, and then he fixed his eyes, and a sword filled with black mist had already hit Nanhai Xuanweng's crutch with a bang. .

In this place, except for the people inside and outside, they are monks, and Feng Fuling would not reveal his identity easily if it was not at the moment of last resort.But Xia Jingge was about to be captured again, so of course he couldn't care less.

Nanhai Xuan Weng was stopped by a demon, but he showed some surprise. He looked Feng Fuling up and down, inside and out, and Xia Jingge, remembering the moment when they were holding hands When Jing saw this, he immediately smiled and said, "Interesting, interesting, what's your relationship with that Xia Jingge, little doll?"

Feng Fuling pursed his lips to resist the coercion from the crutches, don't look at the grin on Nanhai Xuanweng's face, his hands didn't relax at all.He was also not interested in chatting with Xuan Weng of the South China Sea, so he gave him a cold look, "What does it matter to us, what does it matter to you?"

Nanhai Xuanweng probably hadn't been asked such a blunt question for a long time, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed and said: "It has nothing to do with me, it has a lot to do with yourselves!" He easily flicked off Zhao Buji's attack with a wave of his hand, knocked down his saber again with a clang, and easily dealt with the attacks of the registered disciples.The few monks who were eager to join the melee saw the unfathomable strength of this Nanhai Xuanweng, so they gave up the idea of ​​fishing in troubled waters, obediently put away their swords and looked lively.

After tidying up the others, Nanhai Xuanweng laughed again: "If you don't tell me, I'll just guess for myself? Hmm...you are so nervous about him, and you don't hesitate to expose your identity to save him, he must be your little lover, right?"

The crowd watching the excitement around fell silent for a moment, seeing that Feng Fuling didn't immediately deny it, it didn't take long before there was an uproar, large and small discussions immediately rang out continuously.Feng Fuling knew that such a day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.He kept a cold face and did not answer, but the horizontal sword stood firmly between Xia Jingge and Nanhai Xuanweng.

Xia Jingge was dumbfounded for a while.Although the discussions of the people around are chaotic, but if you listen carefully, you can still hear what some people are saying clearly.Like "I just said that it's not good for the two of them holding hands, look, they are a couple!" "How can a man be with a man, it's not decent! That's still a monster!" "I said there's something wrong with the two of them!" Sure enough! The Jiuhua faction was ashamed and thrown to grandma's house. After searching for a long time, I found a treasure that had an affair with the demons! According to me, it will continue to be locked up in the future!" and other words, Tell him to listen to everything.

Even if Xia Jingge hasn't figured out what lover means, she already understands that this will never be a relationship that is recognized by others.But what does it matter, if he is friends with a demon, others will probably react in the same way.How can others understand that the deep friendship between him and Fu Ling has long since been inseparable from human demon cultivation.

Since Fu Ling acquiesced, so why not?

Thinking of this, Xia Jingge said in a loud voice: "So what? I have been imprisoned for 12 years. He was the one who accompanied me to cultivate, and he was the one who took my true energy away. Such a good demon, much better than some people and some monks here who want to lock me up. Could it be that we can’t be lovers?”

The sword that Zhao Buji finally picked up for the second time fell to the ground with a clang.

Nanhai Xuanweng was also taken aback for a moment, then he patted his thigh and laughed: "Interesting, really interesting! Hahaha, baby, you are much more interesting than your father's elm head! Come on, come with me old man! Don't worry, I'll take your little lover with me, and I won't let them kill him!" After saying that, he swung Feng Fuling's sword away, reaching out to catch Xia Jingge.

Before his hand touched Xia Jingge, a fierce sword energy suddenly flew down from the midair. The sword energy sizzled and flickered like lightning, accompanied by the faint sound of thunder, which just cut off the gap between Xuanweng Nanhai and Xia Jingge .

A voice that was so upright that it was impossible to distinguish emotions came from midair: "If Mr. Weng insists on taking my junior brother away, I'm afraid this junior will be rude."

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Zhao Buji (tears): My sword, are you okay?