Dharma

They didn't go back either, they just went to an inconspicuous inn nearby, used the interspatial bag that Su Wugou personally sent before, took out luggage and other disguised items, changed their appearance again, and just went down in a big way Upstairs, up the street, and out of the city again, without attracting the attention of others at all.This is also the benefit of being in touch with his senior brother, and they can walk more risk-free.Not to mention the disguise and disguise, even the two sets of clothes left in the inn were quietly taken back, so they didn't have to take the risk of finding a place to dispose of them.

The two of them left Jiangyun City and flew all the way to Changli Bay where Sangyang was.

The exact location of Changli Bay is in the border of the East China Sea.The East China Sea is so big that it is tens of thousands of miles wide and thousands of miles deep. Xia Jingge and the two of them have never been there before. Without the map and guidance given by Liu Xiangchen, they would have gone and would have never been able to find out where Sang Yang is.Even so, the two of them also went around the East China Sea several times before they found the entrance of Changli Bay.In this blue sea, it is a small island the size of a sesame seed.Most of the island is covered by a special mulberry tree called Yunsang. Its leaves are like clouds and its height does not reach the top. Xia Jingge can only recognize it after knowing it in advance.

They landed on the southeast side of the island, knowing that Sangyang would not like to see Feng Fuling, he waited on the edge of the island, waiting for Xia Jingge to go in to meet Sangyang.Xia Jingge walked through the dense cloud and mulberry forest alone, and arrived in front of Sangyang's courtyard.This is a quiet small courtyard, the two-storey wooden house is hidden among the luxuriant flowers and plants, which is very pleasing to the eye.There were faint chirping and chirping sounds from inside the wooden house, but she didn't know who Senior Sang Yang was weaving for at this time. In such a fine weather, she didn't stop, she came out to take a look and bask in the sun. .

Xia Jingge stood in front of the fence gate in the yard, the gate was not locked, it was open, but Xia Jingge didn't go in, just stood in front of the gate and knocked on the open fence gate.

After a while, the sound of the locomotive stopped.

After another moment, Xia Jingge appeared in front of Xia Jingge in a light-colored patterned green dress wrapped in a cold wind and delicate fragrance from the cold weather.

In the past, Sang Yang led many monks to succeed him, so he was born with a magnificence. It is difficult for ordinary women to match her. Only about 20 years old.It's really picturesque, with creamy skin, and a beautiful face...but his face is frosty, and there is an inexplicable coldness in his expression.She only glanced at Xia Jingge and said coldly: "What's the matter with me when you come to Changli Bay?"

Xia Jingge hurriedly saluted and said, "Junior Xia Jingge, I pay my respects to Senior Sang Yang."

"You are Xia Jingge?...the son of Qinglu?" Sang Yang's cold expression suddenly changed, and he looked straight at Xia Jingge.Xia Jingge replied: "I heard that senior wrote to my senior brother several times to inquire about my whereabouts. I only knew about it when I reunited with my senior brother last month, so this junior came here to pay a visit to senior."

Hearing this, Sang Yang's expression softened a little, obviously he believed most of Xia Jingge's words. "I have made good friends with your father. Now you are the only one left alone in this world. As an elder, I should miss you a little bit, but thank you is not enough. What have you encountered in these years, please tell me. "Xia Jingge nodded obediently again, followed Sang Yang into the house and sat down, picked out the important briefs about his 12 years of encounters and the incident of leaving the barrier a month ago, and told Sang Yang one by one.They also mentioned Feng Fuling's mutual support with him over the years, but they didn't mention that he is a devil.

Sang Yang looked at Xia Jingge while listening, and after he finished speaking, he showed a gentle smile, and said warmly: "You have suffered all these years, and it is hard for you to maintain a clear mind and a clear mind, not to be ordinary. Trapped... more like your mother, but only a little bit like your father."

Xia Jingge thought to himself that this should be a compliment, and replied with a smile: "Father also said that I look like my mother before."

Sang Yang nodded, with a sad expression on his face: "The last time I saw your father, he came to me to weave the fire phoenix robe for you, who knows that it didn't take long... 12 years...you have grown up too gone."

Xia Jingge got up and bowed to the end, "Exactly. I also want to thank senior for weaving clothes to keep me warm... It's a pity that I got into trouble later and was burned by Li Yuchong."

After hearing this, Sang Yang didn't seem to have too many emotional fluctuations, only the corners of his eyes moved slightly, and after a while he said calmly: "If you burn it, then burn it. Even if you keep the old man's things, it will only increase your sentimentality." She didn't look at Xia Jingge, but just looked at the distance in the sky, "Your father came to me in the past, and he only brought your height and size. I said why don't you bring you yourself, and let me have a look. You have grown to the same height." I'm 12 years old, I'm an elder, I haven't seen it yet... He said he didn't dare to bring out the Jiuhua sect, for fear that people would see the clues and expose the wind."

Xia Jingge's nose soured.

The Jiuhua Realm is full of aura, and the Jiuhua Sect occupies the place with the most aura in the Jiuhua Realm. He stays in that environment, as long as the elders bite him to death, he will be useless. Can't detect anything wrong.But as soon as he leaves the Jiuhua Realm, he might be seen by others.

...Wait, didn't senior brother say that father should not know his physical condition?

Xia Jingge's eyes widened slightly, hiding the turbulent waves in his heart, and asked: "Senior, what you mean is...my father knows me...I am not disabled, I am, I am..."

Sang Yang showed a strange look on his face, and replied: "Your father naturally knows that you are different from others....Before you were born, they already knew that you are different." Speaking of this, her face flashed a bit sad, "If it weren't for that..." But he didn't say any more.

To Xia Jingge, this was like being struck by lightning.He never thought that before he was born, his father knew that he was different from the others.Since he knew, why didn't he tell himself the truth when he left?

"I...do you know why I did this?" Xia Jingge asked tentatively, he felt that Sang Yang should know more than himself.

Sang Yang had also seen some of the reasons from his reaction, and blurted out: "So you still don't know what's going on." After she finished speaking, she suddenly stopped talking and remained silent for a while.Seeing that Xia Jingge was still staring at him with piercing eyes for a long time, he sighed and said, "You can absorb the devil's energy, and you can transform the spirit energy. Once this matter is leaked out, both the cultivation world and the demon world will regard the Jiuhua sect as a treasure." A thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh, your father and the others have worked so hard to hide this matter for you to grow up safely, and that's all I know." Speaking of this, Sang Yang looked at him again and said, "You won't go back to Jiuhua this time. Pai, just leave quietly, you did the right thing. The Jiuhua Sect is no longer what it used to be, and what those little dolls have rebuilt is just an ordinary cultivating sect. If they become the target of public criticism, they will be vulnerable. I'm afraid even you It’s rare to be comprehensive inside.”

What Xia Jingge asked was why, but Sang Yang answered how. Even though his senior brother was surprised by his condition, it can be seen that it was very important for her father to reveal this matter to her.But just now she said that she still didn't know what to say, as if she had missed something, she stopped talking abruptly, which inevitably made Xia Jingge a little uncertain whether she really didn't know the reason, or whether she didn't want to answer herself.

But since she had clearly stated that "I only know so much", Xia Jingge, a junior, couldn't ask any more questions.

Sang Yang said again: "What's your friend's name? Since he has been with you for 12 years, why didn't you bring him in together? I'm not a hag, so I'm afraid I won't be able to scare others? Go and bring him in, let me have a look. Look."

Xia Jingge knew that Sang Yang already had a good impression of Feng Fuling, temporarily suppressed his doubts, and hurriedly answered: "His name is Feng Fuling." He was just about to say that Feng Fuling is a demon, when he saw Sang Yang His complexion has changed slightly.In an instant, her eyes were wide open, her brows were bristling, and she almost questioned, "Is his surname Feng? He is a demon, and his surname is Feng?"

Xia Jingge was taken aback, "Senior, how would you know..."

Sang Yang sneered: "Since you said that he was cultivating with you, these years you have not been in a state of crippled five spirits. If you can cultivate to the stage of heart-beating, how can you only have monks by your side? This time you came with him, but I didn’t bring him in to see me, how could I not guess that he is a demon? Originally, I only knew that he was an ordinary demon, but since his surname is Feng, I can’t feel a trace of demonic energy in him..." Sang Yang suddenly He shouted sharply, "You actually became friends with a demon named Feng! Have you forgotten how your father passed away?!"

Xia Jingge's heart was shaken by the question, and he already had some bad premonitions in his heart, so he just asked in a daze: "His surname is Feng, what does he have to do with my father?"

"You don't know?" Sang Yang sneered again, but the smile was a bit desolate, "The devil's real name is Feng Minzhao. He personally killed your father and slaughtered your Jiuhua sect, but you became friends with his descendants and nephews." ?”

Xia Jingge was stunned for a while, before saying: "I've never heard that the Demon Lord has a son. He...Fu Ling is unlikely to be the Demon Lord's son."

"I've never heard that the devil has a son." Sang Yang followed his words, but there was still a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, "But don't forget, he can completely hide the devil's energy, and his surname is Feng. It has something to do with Feng Minzhao. I haven't heard that Feng Minzhao has any close relatives. Besides being his son, what else is Feng Fuling? It won't be born for nothing."

Xia Jingge was still in a daze, and subconsciously turned out his way of persuading his senior brother, "But... Fu Ling was an orphan since he was a child, and he didn't know..."

Sang Yang looked at Xia Jingge coldly, his gaze was as sharp as an ice cone. Xia Jingge bit the bullet and was stared at by her gaze for a long time before she heard her say in a flat tone: "Since you excuse him, you are unwilling to part with him."

"I..." Xia Jingge was flustered in his heart, but he knew very well that it was impossible for him and Fu Ling to break up their friendship in such an unexplained way, even if he really had something to do with the Demon Lord...Fu Ling...he was also innocent yes.Xia Jingge bowed deeply, and said with sincerity: "Junior, please forgive me. Fu Ling and I are friends in adversity. Our relationship is like... brothers and sisters. We can never break up kindness or righteousness. Senior, please forgive me, junior..."

"I was wrong just now. You and your mother are not even half alike." Xia Jingge was taken aback, and raised her head to look at Sang Yang, but saw that Sang Yang seemed to be tired, and sat back on the chair. The hem of the green skirt clung to the ground weakly, as weak and helpless as if it had been hit by a heavy rain.She coldly looked at Xia Jingge who was lying on the ground, and did not wake him up. After a while, she said: "If I don't forgive you, what should you do?"

"Junior..." Xia Jingge couldn't speak, he knew that it was impossible to force Sang Yang to accept Fu Ling, but it was also impossible to coax her with words.I had to be so stiff.

He hadn't made up his mind yet, but Sang Yang said indifferently: "Before I start killing him, you leave my Changli Bay immediately."

Xia Jingge was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Sang Yang, only to see that Sang Yang's face was frosty, his eyes were sharp like knives, and he showed no signs of showing affection.Sang Yang just stared at him like that, and said word by word: "You can't remember your father's hatred, but I do. Feng Minzhao and I are in a never-ending situation. If you don't break up with that Feng Fu Ling En, you will never end. Rimo stepped into my Changli Bay again. You are not welcome in my place."

"Junior...don't dare to forget the enmity between father and Jiuhua sect for a moment, it's just...it's just Fuling him..." What about Fuling him, he didn't know, he was purely innocent, Xia Jingge didn't know what he said How many times have I tried, but to no avail.Now that his identity as the son of the demon king is revealed, even Xia Jingge himself is a little confused.If it's true... If it's true, he doesn't know what to do.

But Sang Yang stopped looking at him, turned his head aside, and only said one word firmly: "Get lost."

Seeing this, Xia Jingge knew that there was no chance of turning this matter around, so she got up, bowed to Sangyang and said goodbye, and then went out step by step.Leaving the small courtyard in Sangyang, passing through the gloomy mulberry forest, I saw Feng Fuling standing on the edge of the island.

White sand, black clothes, a bright full moon, someone stands facing the wind.

The world is so big, but at this moment Xia Jingge feels that it is actually very small.It seems so small that there is no way for a monk and a demon to stand calmly under the same moonlight.

Xia Jingge looked at it from afar and quietly for a long time, then pulled himself together, stepped forward and said, "Fu Ling, let's go."

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I don’t know if Jinjiang smoked it or 360 browser smoked it or I smoked it. I couldn’t fix the text last night, so I had to wait until today. Today I still haven’t started to fix it. Just now I changed to IE on a whim, so I started to edit the text...