I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

Due to the arrival of Gu Ying and Lian Chenghua, no one else noticed Jing Feitong's departure.

After Shu Lingjia saluted the two seniors, Gu Ying nodded, but Lian Chenghua held his shoulders with a smile and said: "The secret cave has not been opened for a hundred years. Today you are a little hero, so there is no need to be more polite. how?"

Shu Lingjia said: "Thank you senior for your concern, the disciple is fine."

Lian Chenghua said: "That's good. I've heard that you have outstanding talent. I was looking forward to meeting you in the previous sword test conferences, but unfortunately it was always unlucky. This time it is really exciting. People are pleasantly surprised, among the younger generation, you are already a well-deserved leader, and now the secret cave on the top of the mountain has been opened, and you can enter at any time, I hope that with this opportunity, you can also go to the next level."

Like an ordinary kind elder, he encouraged a few words, but Gu Ying suddenly said beside him: "I heard that you had a conflict with Sect Leader He, and you left the Lingxiao Sect? And you refused to go back?"

Shu Lingjia said: "Yes."

Gu Ying said indifferently: "You are indeed capable, but if young people don't know how to restrain their edge, they will suffer sooner or later. Although I am not the teacher of your sect, but as someone who has experienced many things, I might as well warn you, so Reckless, but it is easy to hit the head."

Shu Lingjia smiled, and said: "Your admonition is what I have written down. Only by experiencing more can you change from a young man to a person who has experienced it."

Gu Ying was startled.

Lian Chenghua next to him was the first to react, he couldn't help laughing, he patted Shu Lingjia on the shoulder and praised: "Well said, it's rare for me to see Lao Gu who can't speak. Who doesn't have a young and frivolous time? Scared It’s because you don’t have the capital to be crazy, and if you hit the south wall, you will be killed. If you want to do whatever you want without being restrained, then cherish this opportunity and go to accept the inheritance!”

Gu Ying glared at Lian Chenghua, then looked at Shu Lingjia, snorted and said, "You cunning boy, if it wasn't for your good performance this time, this old man will teach you a lesson now. Since you don't listen to persuasion , then you just go hit the wall!"

He and Lian Chenghua had finished what they had to say, so they should go back to preside over other matters. When they turned around, they looked at each other. Lian Chenghua shook his head, but Gu Ying still couldn't hold back, smiled angrily, and muttered "Smelly boy".

Probably this is a young man, in the prime of his youth, no matter how many troubles he has to deal with, he can still get up after falling down, patting the dirt with a smile, and forgetting about it.

It's not bad to be crazy for a lifetime, but it's good to be crazy for a while.

On the other side, Jing Feitong who was in the woods had already seen clearly the two people who were talking.One is He Zizhuo, and the other, to his surprise, is Ming Qi, the current head of the Fox Clan.

These two people should have just met, only to hear Ming Qi say: "We haven't seen each other for a long time since the seal Zong Wuxin passed last time, Sect Leader He, have you been well?"

He Zizhuo said: "With Patriarch Lao Ming thinking about it, the calamity has not yet come, but you can still hold on. I have not yet congratulated you on waking up from the calamity and regaining a new life."

The last time when Shu Lingjia and Lin Yue were fighting swords in the town, Jing Feitong was also beside him. At that time, Mingqi showed up and left Jin Qishan angrily. The demeanor of the head of the clan was quite impressive.

But when she was talking to He Zizhuo today, she obviously had something on her mind, and her expression was not as frivolous as last time.

Ming Qi said: "Okay, then you are luckier than me, I wish you can last for a while. Besides, I have something to ask Master He."

He Zizhuo nodded and said, "Please tell me."

Ming Qi brushed her hair fluttering in the wind, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Remember when you were in front of me when Seal Zong Wuxin was here?"

He Zizhuo said: "Not bad."

Ming Qi said: "That's it. At that time, he was dying and released the Seven Great Tribulations. It happened that I was the first to bear the brunt of it. I didn't see clearly what happened afterwards."

She looked at He Zizhuo and said, "At first I thought that I was hit by a trick and I would die, but I didn't expect that after being robbed, I could be healed by a few herbs. It's really strange. I want to ask you , can you see what happened at that time?"

He Zizhuo said: "At that time, the patriarch of the Ming Dynasty was facing Zong Wuxin, and he was indeed facing the attack, but Zong Wuxin launched an attack suddenly, and everyone was in chaos. I blocked you from the side."

He thought for a while: "So I remember that the two people should be in the same kind of catastrophe."

Ming Qi said in a low voice: "It really is him, why is he owed every time?"

She said again: "Then these years when I was in a coma, do you know the situation of other people?"

He Zizhuo was quite tactful, without revealing the slightest hint of his tone, and said: "Patriarch Ming, we people have no friendship at all, and the Demon Race and the Immortal Sect have not even been able to deal with each other all the time, but we got together because we were fighting against powerful enemies together. Together, if we break up, it will be irrelevant, how can I know more than you?"

Ming Qi said: "Oh, really?"

He Zizhuo smiled and said: "If you believe it, it is true. If you don't believe it, why bother to ask."

"It's kind of boring to say that."

Ming Qi said: "I'm looking at you, Sect Master He, you are a thief and shrewd, and you also have a wicked face. You must be thinking about some conspiracy and calculations all day long. I thought you would always know more about a lot of news than others Some. Well, that's all."

With a half-smile, she cast a glance at He Zizhuo: "Anyway, no matter what you say is true or false, it will delay the time of Sect Leader He, thank you."

He Zizhuo was obviously used to Ming Qi's erratic temper, so he didn't care, but said:

"You don't need to thank the patriarch Ming, but I would like to persuade you. In short, it is a great blessing for many people that you can wake up after the calamity. The patriarch Ming has always boasted that he is chic and ruthless. If it’s gone, you can just grab it and hit it, and now you have jumped out of the mire, why bother to go back and get involved for someone, right?”

Ming Qi was speechless for a moment, looked up and down at He Zizhuo, waved her hand and left.

As she walked, she murmured, "I've seen such a thing from your mouth. But even if a man can throw it away, a son can't."

He Zizhuo also turned around and wanted to leave, but his sleeve was accidentally caught by a bunch of flower branches next to him.

With a flick of his hand, he chopped the bunch of flower branches to the ground and retracted his sleeves.

He Zizhuo shook his long clothes slightly, looked at the direction of Ming Qi's departure, and said lightly: "It's really lucky, but it's a pity that you don't know the blessings when you are in the blessings."

At this moment, a little Taoist boy hurried over, looking around anxiously, seeing He Zizhuo with a happy expression, he rushed to him and said loudly: "Master, it's not good!"

He Zizhuo said: "Speak up when you have something to say, what is it like to be in such a panic?"

The little boy answered "Yes", but still couldn't hide his anxious expression, and said: "Master, disciple Cai and a few senior brothers were guarding the three Ding Siming Ding in the room just now. Everything was normal at first, but just now, the tripod on the Ding The incense is gone!"

He Zizhuo's expression tightened, and he shouted, "Why did it disappear?"

The little boy was about to cry, and said: "Master, this disciple really doesn't know, the disciples are guarding very carefully, and they didn't dare to be lazy at all."

He Zizhuo was about to say something, but suddenly stopped talking, tilted his head slightly, and vaguely felt a very subtle, very subtle flow in the air.

— There is another person here!

This person definitely didn't come here just now, and with his cultivation base, he didn't even notice it when he came up!

This was very unbelievable to He Zizhuo. His heart was full of alarm bells, and a murderous intent appeared in his expression, and he shouted: "Who is here? Why don't you show up and see!"

As his words fell, the wind rustled, and no one answered, the flower branch on the ground that was cut off by him flew up lightly with the wind, slowly connected back to the branch, stretched out the branches, leaves and petals, and regained its vitality.

A voice like flowing water came from an unknown direction on a high place: "'I am proud of myself, flattering my heart and not being true, I have not heard the Buddha's name for thousands of billions of kalpas'."

He Zizhuo's complexion changed slightly when he heard the words, but then he felt that the voice was quite familiar, so he sneered slightly and flicked his wide sleeves.

A coercive pressure overflowed from the bottom of his sleeves, approaching in a certain direction.

The leaves on a treetop there moved slightly, and immediately, a person floated down like flying catkins.

He said calmly: "The incense on the tripod of the three ministers went out, it's because of the changes in the orders of the ministers. The leader of the sword test meeting has come out, do you know who it is?"

This person's tone is soothing and extremely elegant, but this tone has a bit of condescension, as if an elder is asking his disciples, which is very unpleasant.

And following these words, he was already standing in front of He Zizhuo, with a handsome face in brocade clothes, looking forward to flying, it was Jing Feitong.

The little Taoist boy next to He Zizhuo was stunned.

He Zizhuo's eyes were cold and hostile suddenly arose when he heard that Jing Feitong had broken his intention to set up the three statues of Siming Ding.

He said to the little boy: "Go down first, don't say anything about this matter, just continue to watch over it."

The little boy nodded and hurried away.

Only then did He Zizhuo say to Jing Feitong: "According to seniority, it seems that Master Jing should call me uncle."

The corners of Jing Feitong's lips curled into a smile, but his eyes were indifferent, and he said, "Master He doesn't know me very well, and maybe he doesn't know that I actually have a problem."

He Zizhuo looked at him indifferently, Jing Feitong said: "I protect my shortcomings, but coincidentally, not many people care about me. Whoever treats the person I care about is my friend. If anyone hurts When I see him, I don’t recognize my relatives.”

Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia are often together recently, and it is already clear who he is referring to.

He Zizhuo let out an "oh" and said, "Master Jing and my apprentice have known each other not long ago, but they don't know how deep their relationship is."

"There are white heads in the world that are as new as before, and they are as old as before, so there is nothing surprising about it."

Jing Feitong said: "Sect Leader He, let's not talk about gossip. I know that you were unintentionally planted a catastrophe back then, and you have been looking for a way to break the catastrophe. Although Jing doesn't know the specific catastrophe, since you have harvested ginger If you are a disciple and set up three Dingding Ding, then I will venture to guess that the content of this catastrophe should be related to the rise and fall of the Lingxiao Sect, right?"

The more the two talked, the more He Zizhuo became jealous of this person, saying: "I have been trained by Biluo Palace as an heir since I was a child. Master Jing has always been a very smart person."

By saying this, he was acknowledging Jing Feitong's words.

Jing Feitong said: "Zan Miu. The Three Siming Cauldrons were supposed to be magic tools that can change fate against the sky, but they either need the blood of the Three Emperors as a sacrifice, or they are people who have moved the fate of breaking the catastrophe to the fate of Dzogchen The bloodline of the Three Emperors is hard to find in this world, so Sect Master He brought Jiang Rong up the mountain, presumably for the sake of Dzogchen's fate."

When he said this, his expression showed a slight sarcasm, and he said: "Unfortunately, I didn't expect that he would have a good life, but the mud would not be able to support the wall. It is also helpless."

Even He Zizhuo couldn't help feeling that Jing Feitong was a little scary, and asked, "When did you guess it?"

Jing Feitong Shi Ran said: "It was not long ago. It was probably the moment when the little boy said that the incense in the cauldron was extinguished, so he was completely sure."

He Zizhuo looked at Jing Feitong, pondered for a moment, and said slowly, "That's right, you hit the mark."

Jing Feitong turned his head slightly to show that he was listening attentively.

"Actually, seven or eight years ago, I met Jiang Rong once."

He Zizhuo said: "At that time, I felt that this person had a strange face. His body was in this world, but his soul was like a soul from outside the sky, and his fate was invisible, so I paid a little attention to him."

"But looking back after a few years, I found that Jiang Rong's fate became clear and merged with his physique to become the luck of Dzogchen and Great Creation. Therefore, I moved to take him up the mountain and cultivate him carefully. Until now. It's a pity that this person is getting worse and worse, ruining my plan and ruining his own good chance."

This is true.

Jiang Rong is truly blessed to have such an opportunity. If he strives for himself and can really develop in the direction He Zizhuo cultivated, then he will eventually become a hero who saves the entire Lingxiao faction.

But it's not all about that.

Jing Feitong said: "Then Headmaster He is strange. Dzogchen fate does not mean that he must be invincible and invincible. On the contrary, he may be tempered more than ordinary people. But why? Jiang Rong just lost this last match in the sword test, so his fate has been ruined?"

He Zizhuo was thinking about this just now, but before he had time to think about it, Jing Feitong came.

He Zizhuo pondered for a moment when he heard Jing Feitong's words, instead of following his train of thought, he said, "Having said so much, what do you want?"

Jing Feitong was also straightforward, saying: "I want you to cooperate in the investigation of the reasons for Jiang Rong's fate change. No matter what the truth is, spread it out in public and completely give up supporting Jiang Rong."

He pondered for a while, and said: "As a price, I would like to borrow a drop of your heart and blood to ensure that the energy currently condensed in the Sanzun Siming Cauldron will not dissipate for a year."

When Jing Feitong said this, even He Zizhuo was shocked.

He had just thought about what kind of conditions Jing Feitong would offer and what price he would pay for coming here on purpose. His heart and soul are the collection of the soul of a practitioner, even if there is only one drop, it will be harmful to his own cultivation. cause damage.

Not to mention that with Jing Feitong's identity and bloodline, how precious the hard work he personally gave would be.

This made He Zizhuo a little vigilant, and said: "If it's just to hit Jiang Rong, you can do it yourself, so why pay such a condition to cooperate with me?"

Hearing that he still asked such questions now, the smile on Jing Feitong's face slowly sank, and he said, "Master He, Xiao Jia values ​​friendship the most, and cares more about you as a master."

He Zizhuo was slightly taken aback.

Jing Feitong stared at him, and said quietly: "You were unfair before, and defended Jiang Rong in every possible way, no matter what the purpose was, it has already made him sad. This is the end of all the past, even if you pretend Either way, you have to pay him justice yourself.”

He Zizhuo murmured: "Master Jing, you have worked so hard for this, really? Why do you care so much about Ling Jia?"

Jing Feitong lowered his eyes and smiled, but only said: "Master He, do you agree to my conditions?"

"Since there is such a thing that can have the best of both worlds, there is no reason not to agree."

He Zizhuo thought deeply, and finally said, "Then, let's make a contract."

The two had just agreed, but they heard someone shouting for the master, and when Dang Li turned his head to look at the same time, he found that it was the boy just now.

He Zizhuo frowned and said, "Didn't you be told to go back and take good care of the Sanzun Simingdingding? What's the matter?"

The little boy said out of breath, "Master Jiang, something happened to Elder Jiang! Several senior brothers said, let the disciples ask you to go back quickly!"

Elder Jiang died.

And he died suddenly while talking to Shu Lingjia.

When Jing Feitong and He Zizhuo went there, they found that many people were there, most of them were Ling Xiao's disciples.

Shu Lingjia stood aside with her arms folded, her face was cold and calm, but she didn't seem to be panicked at all.

Elder Jiang's grandson is a disciple of Ling Xiao who is of the same generation as him, named Jiang Ke, influenced by his grandfather, he also has a good relationship with Jiang Rong on weekdays.

He is mediocre, and he is not eligible for the invitation to the sword test meeting, but because he is the grandson of the elders, he is allowed to be close to him by his brothers, and his status in the sect is not low. This time, he came to observe with him of.

At this moment, he was complaining with grief on his face: "Although Shu Lingjia has left the sect, in his grandfather's mind, he still regards him as a junior who places great hopes on him, and he is quite concerned about him. But he is rebellious, Contradicting me many times is simply extremely frivolous, and I have no respect for the elders at all!"

He glared at Shu Lingjia, pointed to some of the disciples around him, and said: "You have all seen it just now, my grandfather is not feeling well today, but he is still very happy to hear that Shu Lingjia won this competition." Rejoicing, regardless of his illness, he called him to talk, hoping that he could return to the sect, but he refused several times. Because of this, the two had a dispute, and grandfather was so angry that he fell down!"

Seeing him blushing with sadness while scolding him, the disciples around looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

After a while, someone cautiously persuaded: "Senior Brother Jiang, please be sad and obedient. Everyone feels very sad when such an accident happened. But Elder Jiang has indeed been feeling unwell for a few days, even if it is because of Getting angry and causing an accident can only be said to be an introduction, if it is said that it was caused by Senior Brother Shu, it would be...too heavy."

As the younger generation that Elder Jiang loved very much during his lifetime, Jiang Rong had already been called over just after the accident. At this moment, he was also standing beside the corpse, with his head bowed as if looking sad.

But at this time, Jiang Rong couldn't help frowning after hearing what the disciple said.

These people are really turning towards Shu Lingjia more and more.

But now, he is also aware of his situation. When the protagonist's halo was intact, there were still some people in the Lingxiao faction who always turned to Shu Lingjia. In order to control the overall situation, not to mention the ability to control the thoughts of others.

If Jiang Rong thought about blaming Shu Lingjia for Jiang Wei's death when he was planning to poison him, he didn't dare to think so much now.

What he is concerned about now is that he lost a match in the sword test meeting, his luck was damaged, and more than half of the bracelet was shattered. It can be said that he suffered a heavy loss. Only Jiang Wei's complete death can restore some strength to him. Now this main purpose is over. Reached.

Of course, in addition to this, it is also good to achieve some additional effects.

Jiang Ke was instigated by him just now, and he is currently very emotional and has a strong fighting capacity.

It would be even better if Shu Lingjia could be left with a reputation of "disrespecting the etiquette and law, and angering the elders to death", be condemned morally, and lose the qualification to win this time.

Although Jiang Rong was a little dissatisfied with other people's incompetence, he was not suitable to be a leader at this time, so he just kept silent wisely.

Sure enough, Jiang Ke was even more angry when he saw that his grandfather had passed away, and there were still people talking to Shu Lingjia.

He said loudly: "Which side are you from? My grandfather has always been in good health, and even if he feels unwell occasionally, it will not be a serious problem. If he hadn't been angered by Shu Lingjia this time, he might not be in good health at all. Nothing will happen!"

Shu Lingjia looked at him quietly, then slowly moved his eyes to Jiang Rong for a glance, and smiled coldly.

While everyone was arguing, He Zizhuo, Jing Feitong and some other seniors who heard about this incident also arrived.

After all, Jiang Wei's death was no small matter. A circle of people surrounded him, and the scene became more and more lively.

Shu Lingjia glanced back at them, and paused slightly when his eyes fell on Jing Feitong, Jing Feitong nodded at him almost invisibly.

Shu Lingjia didn't show any expression, blinked her eyes slightly, and then looked back.

The two of them exchanged glances, knowing that the other side had already prepared everything, so they were relieved, and watched the scene safely.

He Zizhuo walked quickly to Jiang Wei's side, took his pulse, and couldn't help showing a little surprise on his face.

Jiang Wei's sudden death was something that he and even Shu Lingjiajing Feitong and the others never thought of.

He Zizhuo asked: "What happened? Why did Elder Jiang suddenly have an accident?"

Just as Jiang Ke was about to speak, He Zizhuo raised his hand a little and said, "I know you will feel sad, so please calm down first. Sun Hua, tell me."

The disciple he pointed to answered "Yes", and then told the whole story, clearly and impartially.

Only then did everyone hear clearly that after the news of Shu Lingjia's victory came, Elder Jiang became a little anxious. Regardless of his physical discomfort, he asked someone to call him over again, and mentioned the matter of returning to the Qizong with Shu Lingjia .

Shu Lingjia didn't say anything excessive, but disagreed. Jiang Wei's temper was stubborn and irritable. fell down.