Dharma

Feng Fuling found a hilltop to blow air silently, and after blowing for an unknown amount of time, the air finally subsided a little.He turned around and went back, but instead of looking for Feng Minzhao and the others, he went directly to the Book Pavilion in Changming Palace.

This is where the collection of books is kept, and he has never been here, but the administrator of the bookstore still recognizes him.Changming Palace settled down earlier than the city, so several managers in this book pavilion have already returned to their respective positions.

As soon as he saw Feng Fuling, the chief manager, Mr. Fu, greeted him unexpectedly: "Young master? Please come in quickly."

Feng Fuling waved his hand, walked in in two or three steps, and did not look carefully at the bookstore, just like Fu Laodao: "Which books do you have that talk about advanced spells and spells?"

"This... is basically all, young master."

"..." Feng Fuling took a closer look at the bookstore on the upper and lower floors. The books that can be seen on the first floor are neatly stacked on the shelves, and the upper two floors are similar.

Why so many?

Xu Shi guessed what he was thinking, and Elder Fu immediately said: "Our classification is very detailed, I don't know which category you are looking for, young master."

Feng Fu Ling understood, and he didn't care about the categories, he just said: "What books did Xiang Wenfei borrow and read when he came here before, do you have any records?"

"There are records of borrowed books. Mr. Xiang Zhu rarely keeps them here to read, and all he uses are borrowed."

"Well, have you paid it off?"

"It's all returned. Do you want to see the records?"

"Make a list for me in chronological order, and you will bring all the books according to the records."

"Ah? Take it all? This..." Fu Lao hesitated for a moment, Feng Fuling glanced over, and immediately changed his words, "Yes, I will move them out for you immediately."

When they found out all the books that Xiang Rong had borrowed, they piled up a hill on the table in front of Feng Fuling.Several managers were about to move him to his yard, Feng Fuling waved his hands, stuffing them all into his space pocket.He took the borrowing list that Mr. Fu had personally made just now, and looked at the titles of the last few books.

As he thought, they were all about magic and deciphering, one of which was called "The Principles of Ancient Art and Detailed References for Deciphering", Feng Fuling decided to check this book first.There are only two ways for Xiang Rong to find a solution, one is to ask others, and the other is to find it by himself.If, as he said, the method of silence does not work, then he probably needs to find a solution by himself.Looking for it by himself, Feng Fuling can only think of this, not because he considered whether Xiang Rong, as a caster, is also qualified to come here to borrow books, but Xia Jingge's set of theories come from the Jiuhua School Feng Fuling was deeply impressed by Shuge's deeds.So when thinking of solving the problem of spells and spells by himself, the first thing Feng Fuling thought of was the Book Pavilion in Changming Palace.Taking a step back, even if Xiang Rong is not qualified to come here to borrow books, he still has to find clues to tell the truth from here.

Feng Fuling was wind blowing on the top of the mountain just now, and felt that if he asked Feng Minzhao, Wu Hong and others about Xia Jingge, he might not be able to ask what he wanted. Wu Su might know something, but judging by her appearance, she might not be willing to tell him. , Even if you say how much credibility is still there is a question mark.So Feng Fuling thought it over and over again, and the only way to find out from Xiaoyu's technique is the safest and most authentic.That's why he didn't ask them to move the books back to the yard, but put them in their own space bag, so that they would be tampered with outside.

He felt that being the young master was so depressing.

Before today, he didn't care about it. At that time, he had a faint thought in his heart that he would not stay in the Demon Realm for long, and the Jiuhua Sect could not tie Xia Jingge. The way out for the two of them should be to roam the world happily together.

Now, this way out has already been crossed out by Xia Jingge himself.

Feng Fuling put away his interspatial bag, and walked out without saying a word.

In the Changming Palace, demons come and go, and there is still a tense atmosphere in the air. If you listen carefully, you can hear panic and fear in a whisper or two.If you think about it, you can't blame them. Anyone who is healthy and free from illness, disaster, and ecstasy will feel scared and at a loss when suddenly encountering a large amount of irresistible self-cultivation.

After a few days, word of mouth spread among the demons, and the tone gradually became grotesque, deviating from the true nature of the matter.In their minds, Xia Jingge seemed to have gradually been imagined as a three-headed and six-armed monster, a monster that even the devil would be afraid of.

They haven't seen Xia Jingge with their own eyes, and they don't know him, how would they know that he is just a thick-skinned, gentle and gentle smile, bright eyes, kind and ignorant of ordinary people.

When Feng Fuling heard those rumors, he especially wanted to say: You are the monsters that frighten crying children in the legend, okay?

However, the monsters couldn't hear the rebuttal in his heart, and naturally Xia Jingge couldn't hear it either.

He finally returned to the Jiuhua School.

Under the leadership of Xiang Li, he brought Yu Shuguang's body back to the Jiuhua Sect, which he had never been to before.

The Jiuhua faction in the world of mortals stands on a high mountain, which is steep and easy to defend but difficult to attack.It originally had its own name, but after more than ten years, no one called it by its original name, but it gradually became Jiuhua Mountain.

Because the aura of Jiuhua Mountain can still run, the vegetation in the mountain is protected by it, not only can grow ordinary trees and flowers in the past, but also some medicinal herbs. Going up the mountain, I often dig grass and the like, but I have stepped on many mountain paths.

Xia Jingge and Xiang Li didn't need to walk the winding mountain road, and went back to the Jiuhua sect directly with Yujian.It was moonlight, and there were some faint sparks on the mountain road.Xiang Li told him that these are drug dealers, all of them possess martial arts, otherwise they would not be able to enter and exit in one piece in this forest road that is equivalent to the night before.

Xia Jingge smiled slightly when he heard his introduction like digging out his fortune.

He seldom smiles these days, but when he was expressionless two days ago, he somehow thought of Feng Fuling again.

He thought that even if his feelings of wanting to cry and laugh were weak, he should be different from Feng Fuling, otherwise when he saw himself in the future, he felt that seeing himself was the same as looking in a mirror, wouldn't that be boring?

Xu had this slight, dispensable thought, and whenever Xia Jingge felt that he should have wanted to laugh in the past, he still had to smile.

He always hoped that, at least, he would look the same as before.

Because of this, Xia Jingge felt that Xiang Li should not have noticed any difference between himself and the past.

It's just that Liu Xiangchen couldn't hide it.Xia Jingge was almost convinced that Liu Xiangchen knew much more than he told himself.

Xia Jingge shook his head slightly, followed Xiang Li and landed in front of the mountain gate.When he was in the air just now, he had already seen from a distance that the Jiuhua School was already in a fairy-like posture, with pavilions and pavilions, shaded by greenery, and lingering aura.Pu Pu is suddenly wet with mountain mist, and suddenly seems to be indistinctly wrapped around his brows like clouds and smoke.

After Xia Jingge finished watching the elephant at the mountain gate, he then looked at Liu Xiangchen.He looked a bit haggard, maybe it's because he hasn't been able to live in peace these days, he was himself a while ago, and he will probably be his junior sister in the future.

"Senior brother, I'm back." Xia Jingge stopped in front of the mountain gate.

Liu Xiangchen took a few steps forward and patted his shoulder, saying, "Just come back."

Xia Jingge lowered her eyes slightly, took a step back and released Yu Shuguang's body.He and Xiang Li carefully used some spells to make her look lifelike, if she didn't retain the pale complexion when she died, it would be as if she just fell asleep.

When Liu Xiangchen saw Yu Shuguang, his expression was already painful.He raised his hand several times, but before touching Yu Shuguang, he put it down again.

Seeing this, Xia Jingge said to him: "Before Junior Sister left, she wanted me to send you a message, but she didn't say anything later... Senior Brother, do you understand what she wants to tell you?"

Liu Xiangchen's expression froze slightly, and after a while he showed a wry smile, looked at Yu Shuguang and said, "I know." He finally raised his hand, and held Yu Shuguang's cold hand.

After holding each other for a while, maybe thinking about some long-term matters, Liu Xiangchen raised his head again and said to Xia Jingge: "I asked my junior sister and younger brother to look for you, younger brother, you don't have to blame yourself."

Xia Jingge probably won't have feelings like self-blame again, but he also doesn't want to show it in front of these many people, so he just stands and doesn't speak.

He even had a strange idea that the senior brother said this sentence for others to hear, hoping that others would not blame him for it.

Liu Xiangchen sighed slightly, ordered someone to move the coffin that had been prepared, and cast Yu Shuguang into it.Xia Jingge kept looking at him, and when he moved, tears flashed from the corner of his eyes.He thought that senior brother must be very sad... In fact, other than himself, everyone else was very sad.

Moving the coffin, this seemed to be a signal, and everyone who was already mourning gathered around, holding Yu Shuguang's coffin and crying.

Xia Jingge had already accepted the fact of Yu Shuguang's death, seeing everyone crying or mourning, she didn't know how to react for a moment.He could make himself laugh at the right time, but he couldn't make himself cry at the right time.For so long, he has not cried for Yu Shuguang.

... Junior sister Izumi Youzhi, will she feel worthless because she is too heartless?

Xia Jingge didn't know, and he couldn't ask.

It didn't take long for Xia Jingge to be squeezed out of the circle by a few young brothers, sisters and nephews (he really didn't know who was who) who were crying to the point of grief.

It has been a long time since the Jiuhua faction has died.

Although compared with the withering talents of the former sect, the Jiuhua sect is still very impressive in the entire world of mortals, and it is very admirable.Being able to make people look up to it shows that generally few people will find trouble with the Jiuhua sect when they are full.

Everyone cried and supported all the way, and finally helped Yu Shuguang from the mountain gate back to the faction, and stopped right in the main hall.At this time, someone said bitterly: "It must be incompatible with the demons!"

Xia Jingge's heart skipped a beat for some reason, and when she looked up, she felt that the person who spoke was vaguely familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was.

What he said immediately aroused everyone's feelings of common hatred and hatred, and they all said some fierce words like "Junior head, new and old grudges, let's kill the border!" "Kill the devil!"

Xia Jingge was originally silent, but suddenly someone asked him: "Junior Brother Xia, aren't you very close to a demon? Why didn't we see each other today?"

Xia Jingge looked at him vigilantly all of a sudden, and even Wen Feijian's protective sword shadow formation suddenly jumped out. Xia Jingge felt that this was not good, and forced a few times to retract the sword formation.Xiang Wenfei was not a good-tempered person in the past, and his sword spirit temper is really not that good.

When Xia Jingge was a child, he always looked up at his brothers in Paizhong.Just like many ordinary monk sects in the world of mortals look up to the Jiuhua sect, there is only envy but no envy, and at a higher level, there is only awe and no provocation.This childhood habit of mind will naturally make him remember.So Wen Fei jumped out of the sword formation and turned around, even if he felt weak, he still instinctively felt something was wrong.

If Xia Jingge still felt normal, and asked a senior brother to brighten up the protective sword formation, and took a long time to take it back, he would definitely feel embarrassed at this time, knowing that he had made a mistake, and wanted to find something to dispel the senior brother's grievances. Anger built up from being offended.It's a pity that he didn't feel it anymore, and he couldn't think of it for a while.So others could see that after the senior brother asked a word, he opened his own protective sword array silently, as if dancing for a while, and then closed it again.

Immediately, there was a friendship with that senior brother to see that he was unhappy.

But Xia Jingge didn't realize it, he had withdrawn the sword array, and he felt that the sword was not on the verge of breaking out. Looking at the expression of the senior brother who spoke, he didn't see any signs of anger, so he thought about it and asked: "This... senior brother, ask What am I doing?" Can't blame him for being impolite, he really can't remember which senior brother this senior is.