I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

After Shu Lingjia bid farewell to Luo Xiao, he returned to the Biluo Palace sub-rudder as fast as he could with his sword.

The morning light was slightly dew outside, Jing Feitong hadn't come back yet, and He Zizhuo hadn't woken up either.

However, when Shu Lingjia entered the room where he was resting, he felt a swirling wind in the room.

The wind is not strong, but it is very hard, and it is like a small knife when it is scraped on the face. There is a bloody smell that is very similar to rust, and it spreads faintly at the end of the nose.

He immediately realized that this was not an ordinary wind, but the sword energy overflowing from He Zizhuo's body.

This is not a rare situation. Generally speaking, sword cultivators who have reached the realm of human-sword integration usually use their own spiritual power to suppress and control the cultivated sword energy.

But if they are injured or lose consciousness, and their spiritual power is empty, then their control power will also be weakened, which may cause the sword energy to overflow, and in severe cases, the sword will even be broken and the body will be injured.

Back then when Shu Lingjia was seriously injured, his meridians were crippled in an instant, his spiritual power was lost, and the sword energy rushed out, which also broke his saber.

He Zizhuo's situation at this time could not be let go, Shu Lingjia concentrated his attention, closed his eyes and meditated, and then slowly poured his soul into He Zizhuo's inner mansion along with the sword energy.

Although as he remembered the past, Shu Lingjia also mastered a lot of martial arts that he had practiced before, but no matter what, all his kung fu since he took shape is still learned from He Zizhuo, and it is also the deepest foundation. .

The two came from the same origin, so Shu Lingjia was not hindered at all, and quickly gathered up the scattered sword energy and suppressed it back.

Then, he probed into the inner mansion and saw He Zizhuo's primordial spirit.

In this world of spiritual consciousness, there is a dark red everywhere, countless sword qi come and go, making sharp whistles, very restless, and you will be hurt by it if you don't pay attention.

And He Zizhuo's soul closed his eyes and crossed his legs, sitting in the middle.

Shu Lingjia called out "Master", but he still didn't respond as in reality.

Shu Lingjia put his fingers together and pushed forward slowly, those unruly sword qi condensed on his fingertips following his movements, and finally turned into a ball of white light, Shu Lingjia followed He Zi Zhuo's eyebrows pushed in.

Shu Lingjia left another seal on He Zizhuo's primordial spirit, and finally temporarily sealed the sword energy inside, and then he was slightly relieved.

He was about to take his hand away, but at this moment, he suddenly felt as if there was an extremely cold wave of water, slowly surging over like ripples, spreading outward in circles.

The water wave followed his fingertips that touched He Zizhuo's forehead, and instantly connected with Shu Lingjia's mind.

At that moment, he suddenly felt He Zizhuo's "tribulation".

In fact, this description is not accurate. Tribulation was originally a very mysterious thing, more of a development trend of fate. Before it comes, it should never be truly sensed by people.

But at that moment, Shu Lingjia felt a kind of subtle sixth sense welling up in his heart, it was an emotion of extreme coldness and fear, as if the next second would be the end of the road, there was no way to ask for help, and the bone-chilling chill surged up, instantly Soak the whole soul in it.

There seemed to be a voice in his mind whispering evilly, asking him—

What do you value most?

Have you ever had a desire to be fulfilled no matter what, to get results at all costs?

When you say that everything you value, everything you have worked hard for will be completely destroyed, and your future is hopeless, but you have to be dragged forward by the torrent of time, what should you do?

Struggling and avoiding in vain, or accepting it numbly?

The sound of questioning hit the bottom of my heart, making people unable to answer and avoid. At that moment, Shu Lingjia felt as if he was the one who encountered all these things, and he felt a creepy feeling.

He suddenly withdrew his hand, took a few steps back hastily, and found that he had entered a barrier, and his inner breath was boiling, so he quickly sat cross-legged on the spot, hugged his body, tried his best to calm down his restless mood, and calmed down silently. mind.

However, as his thinking and mind gradually cleared up, he still couldn't help thinking, what is disaster and what is fate?

Can someone really control someone else's life?

And in your stumbling life, whether you can overcome hardships, climb mountains and valleys, can't you decide for yourself?

In the end, if you lose, you can only sigh the last sentence "I have tried my best, and this is what I deserve"?

So what exactly is he, Zong Wuxin?

Listening to what Jing Feitong said, he is the embodiment and mixture of countless "evil" in the world. Seeing those past events about him, he was able to spread disasters for countless powers, and escaped the confinement of the seal like a ghost.

This kind of supernatural power, I am afraid it can already be compared with the so-called heaven, right?With such ability, why condescend to the troubled times and hide in Tibet.

Or is it that as long as there are evil thoughts in the world, even if there are no intentions, they will never die?

Shu Lingjia has been cultivating in Xianmen for so many years. Everyone said that he is talented and intelligent, but in fact, even he only listens to people talking about the way of heaven and ascension all day long, but he is completely ignorant of the so-called fate. So, Difficult to penetrate.

Thinking wildly like this, although he did not fully reach the state of clear mind after all, but as soon as his attention was diverted, the sense of horror like a demon just now dissipated. Shu Lingjia opened his eyes and stood up.

However, when he got up, he was surprised.

If Shu Lingjia remembers correctly, at this time, his primordial spirit is out of his body, and he is in He Zizhuo's inner mansion, so he should leave as soon as possible, but when he opened his eyes again, the surrounding environment was completely different.

The mountains in front of him are like dais, the vegetation is leaning, the sun is shining, the birds are singing and the wind is ringing, and they have come to an unknown valley.

It is obviously a very beautiful scenery, but Shu Lingjia didn't feel the agility of the natural scene of vegetation, mountains and rivers from here.

Because all the scenery seems to be covered with a faint layer of tulle, like a framed painting, or a package of goods displayed in a counter, exuding an air of imitation.

He pulled out his sword and slashed around.

Because he didn't know where it was, and was afraid that he would hurt He Zizhuo if he acted rashly, Shu Lingjia only used his strength.

But this time, his unparalleled sharp and mighty sword didn't even hurt a blade of grass.

Shu Lingjia took a few steps around, and heard a voice coming from the front.

He followed the sound and saw a young couple with a child walking along the river embankment to the forest not far away. Like the scenery beside them, their figures were also vaguely visible, as if they were going to appear at any time. Fog that may dissipate.

The couple seemed to be in a good relationship. The man held the woman's hand and rode the child on his shoulders, while the other hand was half-raised to support his calf.

The child was only three or four years old, and what he was holding vaguely looked like a flower, trying hard to insert it into his father's hair crown, so the husband and wife let him play with it.

Even though these people didn't look like living people, Shu Lingjia decided to go over and try to talk to them, so he strode after them and called out to the man: "Brother, please stay!"

The three of them didn't seem to hear it, the couple was still talking and walking forward, Shu Lingjia was about to shout again, but heard the three words "Zong Wuxin" from the woman's mouth.

He was startled, quickly pressed his lips together, and listened intently.

"... Zong Wuxin is indeed such a thing." The woman said, "That's why the old monk Shengci also said that to get rid of him completely, the only way is to completely demonize yourself first, empathize with him, and then let go. All delusional thoughts, to become a Buddha immediately, is to sacrifice one's life to destroy demons."

The man seemed to chuckle, but said nothing.

The woman said: "I'm not talking about slapping you, what are you doing to please yourself, you're stupid."

The man did not refute, but only said: "One thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon. This is the truth, but it is not easy to do it."

The woman was silent this time, finally sighed, and said: "Yes. If it was easy, the relationship between the two of us would not be what it is now."

The man just smiled and asked, "Are you afraid?"

The woman said: "If you hold your hands tighter, you won't be afraid."

She laughed again as she spoke, stood on tiptoe, leaned forward and shook her son's little hand, and said: "Besides, I'm a mother now, how can a mother have any reason to be afraid?"

The child couldn't understand what the parents were saying, so he followed suit in a childlike voice, and shouted, "Mother, don't be afraid."

The man and the woman laughed at the same time, as if the momentary solemnity and melancholy were gone.

Amidst the laughter, Shu Lingjia heard the man whisper, "Don't worry."

The woman didn't hear clearly, she turned around and asked, "What?"

The man shook his head with a smile and said nothing.

Shu Lingjia couldn't help but whispered, "What does he mean?"

He felt that this question seemed very, very important, and when he looked up, he saw the family of three gradually disappearing into the woods.

Shu Lingjia followed a few more steps, only to find that their pace seemed unhurried, but their speed seemed to be surprisingly fast. In the blink of an eye, even the shadows could hardly keep up.

Shu Lingjia didn't know why she followed them, but she knew vaguely in her heart that she wanted to be with these three people and that she must not be left behind. Seeing this, she became anxious and chased after them with all her strength.

But the faster he chased, the faster those three people seemed to disappear.

He couldn't help but raised his voice: "Wait a minute, what do you mean by what you just said, explain clearly!"

Just when he was in a hurry, he suddenly felt a pair of hands on his shoulders.

Someone whispered: "If you really love someone, you will never regret living or dying for him, but you will never let him know how much you have paid."

Hearing this voice, Shu Lingjia stopped running forward, stopped, turned around, and blurted out: "Brother?"

That voice also said, "Xiao Jia?"

These two words are much clearer than all the previous voices, and there is also a sense of worry.

Shu Lingjia responded, and suddenly felt dizzy, and his eyes turned into darkness. When he could see things clearly again, he found that he had returned to the bedroom where He Zizhuo was resting, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Jing Feitong half-knelt beside him, with one arm around his shoulder, and the other hand was originally on his back, but was just withdrawn.

Seeing Shu Lingjia opened his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked repeatedly: "How are you? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Shu Lingjia pressed his forehead and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine. What happened just now?"

Jing Feitong rubbed his temples for him, and said: "You have entered a barrier. I have been calling you since I came back, but you didn't respond, so I called you back with the soul-attracting technique."

Shu Lingjia felt that the headache was relieved, waved his hand at Jing Feitong, stood up with his arms supported, sat on the chair next to him, and said: "It was I who discovered the sword in Master's body just now. When the qi overflowed, I used the soul to suppress it, but I didn't know what happened, and it became like this."

While talking, he went to get the teapot next to him, Jing Feitong had already picked it up, poured a glass of water to test the temperature, and put it in Shu Lingjia's hands.

He said: "I have also checked. Because of the catastrophe he planted unintentionally, there is a demon in his heart. If you use the soul to enter his inner palace, you should be trapped by his demon."

But Shu Lingjia shook his head and said: "No, but what I saw was not Master, it seemed—"

He hesitated.

Jing Feitong asked, "What?"

Shu Lingjia hesitated and said: "I can't see the faces inside, but listening to the tone of that woman's speech, it seems to be very similar to the Ming patriarch."

Jing Feitong said: "Did you see Ming Qi in Sect Leader He's demonic barrier?"

Hearing that his tone was not quite right, Shu Lingjia couldn't help but give Jing Feitong a blank look, and said, "What are you thinking? I saw a family of three, and the woman among them was a bit like the patriarch of the Ming Dynasty, but also Can not be sure."

In this kind of demonic obstacle, anything can happen, and the person who sees it may not necessarily have a real identity in reality, and it is also possible that it is just an illusion created out of thin air.

Jing Feitong was not angry either, and smiled and said: "Okay, I was overthinking. But I believe that since you feel like it, this matter is pretty close. If that woman is really Ming Qi, then you can get along with her." The men and children who are together are only Demon Emperor Jiaxuan and the son of Yingjie born to them."

Shu Lingjia nodded, and said in a low voice: "I think, it may be because they are talking about unintentional things that they appear in my master's demon barrier."

Jing Feitong asked, "What did they say?"

When he finished asking, he saw that Shu Lingjia just lowered his head in thought, but didn't answer his own words.

After a while, Shu Lingjia raised his head and asked Jing Feitong again: "Brother, what did you say when you woke me up just now?"

Jing Feitong said: "I call you by your name."

Shu Lingjia asked, "Didn't you say anything else?"

Jing Feitong shook his head.

Shu Lingjia looked at him, Jing Feitong's brows were quiet and graceful, and his eyes were clear.

And in his mind, that sentence once again appeared - "If you really love someone, you will have no regrets for his life or death, but you will never let him know how much you have paid."

The voice was obviously Jing Feitong, but since he hadn't said it, why did he hear such a sentence in the demonic barrier?

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Jing Feitong knew that Shu Lingjia's energy had not recovered, so he didn't ask any more questions, and said, "Sit here and rest for a while, I brought the medicine back, and now Let people go down and boil, and give Sect Leader He a try."

Only then did Shu Lingjia come to his senses, and he also knew that Jing Feitong must have spent a lot of time collecting all the medicines in such a short period of time, and said sincerely: "Thank you."

It's a pity that He Zizhuo's situation is different from Ming Qi's after all. The precious medicinal materials that can revive Ming Qi are really useless to He Zizhuo.

Now it seems that the only way left is to bring him back to the Lingxiao faction and try again.

And that opportunity came soon.

On Lingxiao Mountain, after talking with Luo Xiao, Lu Zhang also thought that inviting all sects and factions to discuss how to deal with the demons and find the missing disciples was a top priority.

So, he quickly ordered to send invitations to the sects who had participated in the sword test meeting before.

Among these sects, there are disciples who disappeared or were attacked. Before the truth is investigated, they are all concerned. However, because the demons are powerful and mysterious, it is not easy to investigate casually.

Now that they saw someone willing to take the lead, they naturally responded one after another.

Therefore, within a few days, the rally this time was held on the main peak of Lingxiao Mountain.

Just as Luo Xiao analyzed, the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect have been in a state of anxiety for days, not knowing what Lu Zhang intends to do, and who to trust. When Zhuo Xun came back, everyone was refreshed.

Everyone finally had a common goal, so they stopped thinking about it.

The disciples of the Qi sect ran around, and they were extraordinarily polite and enthusiastic when they greeted outsiders, which made the monks of other sects notice it.

They couldn't help muttering to themselves, it seems that since He Zizhuo's accident, several of his disciples have been doing their own thing, unruly, and they didn't expect that Lu Zhang would be in charge of the whole Qizong in the end, and everyone was convinced.

All the previous matters, Luo Xiao really did as he said, only resting in the room, did not participate in the slightest, until the official occasion, he finally showed up.

After Luo Xiao arrived at the scene, he exchanged pleasantries with some acquaintances, pushed away all kinds of temptations without any leaks, and then sat in his seat.

He swept his eyes over the people with different expressions in the hall one by one, raised his lower lip slightly, closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for the good show to start.