I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

Jing Feitong murmured: "Three Zun Ming Ding?"

He is really familiar with this thing, because he used a drop of his own heart and blood to repair this thing for the conditions of the transaction between Shu Lingjia and He Zizhuo.

The Sanzun Siming Dingding is a magic weapon of the Qizong, which has the effect of changing fate against the sky, but there are only two ways to use it.

Either use the blood of the Three Emperors as a sacrifice, or transfer the fate of breaking the catastrophe to the person with the destiny of Dzogchen, and then use it to offset it.

At the beginning, He Zizhuo had taken a fancy to Jiang Rong's Dzogchen fate.

After all, how could it be easy to find the blood of the Three Emperors?

And even if they were found, how could they be at the mercy of He Zizhuo given their noble identities?

So no one had thought about the feasibility of the first approach before.

But at this time Luo Xiao's identity became clear, and after hearing the five words he reminded, after thinking deeply, there was another mystery.

Shu Lingjia said: "Yin Chen is the son of the Human Emperor, and now that the elder brother has confirmed that he is of the blood of the Demon Emperor, then... only the descendants of the Dao Emperor are left."

He was still thinking before, since He Zizhuo had already seen through Luo Xiao's identity, why did he keep him in the sect for so many years?

——It turned out that it was because Luo Xiao was still useful, and He Zizhuo originally wanted to keep him and gather all the sons of the Three Emperors.

Shu Lingjia suddenly understood why Luo Xiao reacted so strangely after confirming that He Zizhuo had known his identity for a long time.

Because it was only at that time that he was able to confirm that he had always remained in this sect as a sacrifice.

Although he said that he already knew what kind of person He Zizhuo was, Shu Lingjia still felt cold all over his body, too much information was squeezed into his mind, and it was already a mess.

He pressed his temples, frowned and said: "It's all a mess. Then you said that the emperor's son, he, is he..."

After all, Jing Feitong was an outsider, so he quickly figured out a way of thinking, and immediately said: "No, it's not you."

He leaned over, and while helping Shu Lingjia gently press his temples, he said slowly: "I heard that the Emperor Dao was not close to women in his life, and he had no heirs on the surface. But people like him It is inevitable that there will be some rumors about people, such as lack of concentration when they were seriously injured, they were once replenished by a fox, and they had a son..."

Shu Lingjia endured this matter for a long time. Even though she was not in a good mood, she still couldn't help saying: "Why do you have to spread it like this? Is it true that the impression of a vixen in the eyes of the world is only 'very seductive', obviously there is Lots of decent vixens!"

Jing Feitong said: "It's not because vixens like to seduce people, it's because..."

He glanced at Shu Lingjia with a smile: "Fox spirits are all good-looking, so it's easier to attract people's hearts."

Shu Lingjia originally didn't like others to pay attention to his appearance, but it was different when Jing Feitong said it, the corners of his lips curled up, and remembering that he was in trouble, he pursed his lower lip again , pretending to be cold and said: "And then?"

Jing Feitong said: "The Daoist Emperor was born famous for his innate sword sense. I guess that when He Zizhuo took you up the mountain, he probably really hoped that you were the son of the Daoist Emperor, but he must have confirmed that you were not, so Luo Xiao and Yin Chen did not sacrifice because of this, the plan failed, and He Zizhuo found Jiang Rong again."

Shu Lingjia was silent, but he knew what Jing Feitong said was right, so everything would be right.

He Zizhuo would take him up the mountain, so it turned out that he had the intention of using him from the beginning.Later, I found out that although his blood was not what I needed, his talent was indeed outstanding, so I taught him carefully.

Shu Lingjia didn't know when he confirmed that he was not the son of the Dao Emperor, but he would not deny that before Jiang Rong appeared, He Zizhuo had always been very kind to him.

It is absolutely impossible for them to say that there is no love at all.

But it is precisely because of this vague affection that the follow-up brought more pain to people.

In the end, the relationship between them has finally come to such a point, it has never been because they have different views on some things, but because the antecedents have already been planted.

The two people's feelings, thoughts, and views, including their views on many things, have never been consistent, so the warmth is only short-lived, and everything goes around and around, and finally returns to the original point.

Only use, suspicion, and guard are left.

Since he said to let go, he must work hard to do it, he can't indulge in the unworthy past, and make people who really care about him worry and pay for it.

Shu Lingjia no longer commented on He Zizhuo, and only said: "This analysis is reasonable. It seems that the senior brother wants to remind me to be careful of the intentions of He Zizhuo. Jiang Rong's path will not work, and I don't know if he is still there. what will happen."

After hearing what Shu Lingjia said, Jing Feitong said, "Since this is the case, it can be seen that it is wise for you to sever ties with He Zizhuo, and be more vigilant when you see him in the future, so that you won't suffer any more. But I think... "

Jing Feitong hesitated for a moment, but still said the words: "Because I don't know your elder brother's personality, so I can't help but be more careful. Since he has contacts with Yan Yu, then you say, your luck will not be taken away." Has something to do with him too?"

Shu Lingjia took a sip of the wine, swallowed it little by little, and pondered for a while.

At this moment, he had already drank most of the jar of spirits, but he put He Zizhuo's troubles aside, his mind cleared up, and he said, "Actually, I don't think he knows about it."

Jing Feitong said: "Oh?"

Shu Lingjia said: "At the beginning, the relationship between the elder brother and Jiang Rong was extremely alienated and indifferent, and Yan Yu had no reason to tell him this. His goal was never aimed at me, and in fact he didn't deceive me much. When I was young , he treated me..."

He unknowingly said this, stopped again, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Forget it, I still have reservations. I can't bet on how much trust we can have between us, and I don't know if he How do you think about me?"

Jing Feitong said softly: "Xiao Jia, there is nothing wrong with benevolence, righteousness, and trust in others. Those who are ashamed should be those who have no bottom line and conscience. After all, there are many good people and few bad people in this world. I am willing to believe that you will not It’s a mistake. As long as you remember to protect yourself.”

He patted Shu Lingjia on the shoulder: "This way I can feel more at ease."

Shu Lingjia lowered his eyes and smiled, and said, "Okay."

Jing Feitong said again: "In addition, I think the other princes of the demon clan should not know about this matter, and because the demon emperor has not woken up, their position is also inclined to maintain with the major sects of cultivating immortals for the time being. Heping, you probably won’t support your big brother. To untie the bell, you have to tie it up, so let’s inform them about this as well.”

The princes of the Demon Race are obviously not the ones who harmed their brothers. Most of the obsessions in Luo Xiao's heart were caused by the change of the Demon Race's regency. If he can persuade his own brothers, he must be able to do better. I can hear it.

What's more, Yan Yu is also the person the demons are looking for.

Shu Lingjia smiled sarcastically: "I'm afraid we don't need us, Sect Leader He will do the same. Isn't one of his purposes just to expose the conspiracy of the elder brother in public, so that the Demon Race owes the Qizong a fortune?" Account?"

Jing Feitong said: "Why is He Zizhuo acting in such a narrow and suspicious manner? Really..."

He didn't say any more and shook his head.

Jing Feitong himself is also a leader. Although he is young, he has been carefully cultivated since he was a child, and he has a lot of experience in the way.

In a high position, the first thing to do is to take a long-term view, and you can't always focus on the small things below. As long as you can maintain stability and keep people's minds calm, that is better than anything else.

Usually only people who climb up from the bottom will do whatever they can to make money, but because they have no other options and don't care about losing anything.

What He Zizhuo is doing now is too crazy.

It's just that since he made up his mind to throw him aside, it's useless to say more, Jing Feitong said: "In short, your luck is the most important, I don't know if Yan Yu and Luo Xiao will be together, I will add Send people to search. Wait until tomorrow, let's go to the demons to take a look."

Shu Lingjia thought for a while, and said: "That's good. I was attached to the elder brother when I was in the illusion last time, and I am familiar with the location and structure of his palace. Let's find a chance to sneak in and have a look."

The whole matter was intricate and complicated, and when the conspiracy was just uncovered, it only made people upset and felt that it was really troublesome, but the two of them discussed it like this and sorted things out one by one, and they felt much better.

At this time, the torrential rain outside had no intention of stopping. On the contrary, lightning flashed and thunder thundered, and it became bigger and bigger, forming a water waterfall at the entrance of the cave.

Although Shu Lingjia and Jing Feitong both knew how to avoid water, they would not be watered when they went out, but traveling at night in rainy days was always troublesome, so they decided to rest in the cave for a night before leaving.

Jing Feitong was really angry today, feeling a little unstable, and the inner demon was about to move again, so he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in meditation.

But Shu Lingjia was already tired, lying on the ground with her head on her back, resting her arms on her pillow to let herself go.

But after lying down for a while, he turned over and sat up again.

——This place can't even find any hay that can be used for padding, it is really too horrible.

He has a more comfortable way to rest, of course he wouldn't just lay down here on a broken rock.

Shu Lingjia turned into a fox again, because the clothes were not particularly dry before, and there were some water droplets hanging on his fur, which disappeared after he shook them.

After Shu Lingjia shook her hair, she first turned around and ran after her own tail twice, then stepped on it when she found the right moment, and lowered her head to observe.

He found that the whole big tail was as white as snow, and the brown hair on the tip still hadn't grown out. He probably would never find himself as a mixed-haired fox.

Shu Lingjia's heart, which had already been hit, couldn't help but feel even more desolate.

The little fox lowered his head sadly, let go of his tail silently, didn't want to take a second look, squatted down and scratched the stone with his paws for a while, and then ran to Jing Feitong who was meditating with his eyes closed.

Shu Lingjia raised his two front legs, pressed them on Jing Feitong's knee together, pushed hard, but didn't push, so he raised his head and stared at him.

Jing Feitong opened his eyes, only to realize that the little fox had transformed into another.

He reached out and picked up Shu Lingjia's tail for a look, and couldn't help laughing. He stroked the fluffy soft fur on it, and said, "It's over, why hasn't your tuft of hair grown yet?"

I really know which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted!

Shu Lingjia angrily drew back her tail, gave Jing Feitong a paw, and left a small plum blossom mark on his sleeve.

Jing Feitong laughed and said, "I'm sorry."

Shu Lingjia snorted and jumped onto Jing Feitong's lap.

He walked around Jing Feitong's leg, stepped on it left and right, and tested the softness. He felt that the left leg should be more comfortable to sleep on, so he coiled himself into a small ball, covered his body with his tail, and rested comfortably. up.

Jing Feitong lowered his head and smoothed his hair, opened his clothes a little, covered Shu Lingjia, then closed his eyes and continued to meditate.

After a while, Shu Lingjia turned over, hung down the tail that was covering her body, picked up a piece of Jing Feitong's sleeve to cover her body, and put it on again.

Seeing this broken tail is just as disturbing as seeing a broken master!The master can cut off the robe to judge righteousness, the heart is pure if the eyes are out of sight, and the tail cannot be chopped off by it.

With such sadness, Shu Lingjia was still thinking before falling asleep, who was the person he met that day that changed his appearance and hair color?Why haven't we seen him since then?

And what do all these changes in myself represent?

All around was a pitch-black chaos.

The demon emperor Jiaxuan who was inside opened his strange-colored pupils.

When he woke up, 49 purple lights suddenly lit up beside Jiaxuan, arranged in the shape of stars in the sky, surrounding him.

The flame on the lamp was dancing, illuminating the surroundings a little bit, and the black mist on all sides was as vast and boundless as the sea, ghosts were crying, and the yin energy was floating. Less than half life.

Jiaxuan, however, seemed to have gotten used to such an atmosphere, and stood up indifferently.

His movements seemed a little stiff and sluggish. With this movement of getting up, the robes all over his body turned into pieces of fly ash, which were blown away by the wind.

Jiaxuan flipped his palm, and countless lights gathered automatically, and transformed into a deep purple robe in mid-air, fluttering down, draped over his shoulders by him, and walked out from the array of lights.

The surrounding black mist churned, and when he noticed the abnormal fluctuation of the airflow, the ghost crying hidden in it suddenly became loud and noisy. Jiaxuan glanced coldly, and the demon suddenly appeared, and immediately suppressed the restlessness .

Only then did he bend down, look at the lamp oil in those lamps, and found that it hadn't burnt dry, he had a slight doubt on his face, and thought, "Why did you wake up 80 years earlier?"

He spread out his palm flat, holding a drop of blood inside, like a blood jade, with a faint luster.

Looking at this blood bead, Jiaxuan's expression softened, and he said to himself, "Is it because of you?"

At the same time, he and Ming Qi were planted in a love robbery. They originally wanted to avoid the disaster, but they fell in love instead, and they had a son.

Originally, the catastrophe of the parents would not affect the child, but this child was born with an innate sword sense, and his outstanding talent caused him to trigger the catastrophe when he was born, and became the son of the catastrophe.

Half of this catastrophe was blocked by the sword energy carried by the child, and half was suppressed by Jiaxuan, but it did not disappear.

Whether it is Jiaxuan or Mingqi, both of them are already at the peak of their status and cultivation in the entire cultivation world, and they rarely encounter difficult things in their lives.

But this time, they found many ways, but they only understood one truth, that is, fate cannot be controlled by others.

Under all kinds of ominous omens, Jiaxuan and Mingqi became more and more aware of the approaching crisis. When they were together, they had already thought about the price they might pay, but it didn't matter anymore.

But after becoming a parent, my mood is very different. I can do whatever I want, but I hope that my children can grow up safely and healthily, and live a long and long life.

Therefore, Mingqi and Jiaxuan finally made a decision to seal the blood of the youngest son and entrust it to the Buddhas of the Western Paradise for upbringing.

At the same time, the two temporarily separated and never met each other again, hoping that this would allow him to stay out of the matter when the catastrophe came.

It's just that I didn't expect that what should not be avoided still cannot be avoided, but this calamity should finally be in Xitian.

When the Buddha was exorcising the demons, he was tainted by demons instead. He wanted to devour the blood of the demon emperor on his young disciple to enhance his inner energy, but he was attacked and killed by another disciple, and the Western Heaven collapsed.

Xitian was originally a pure and holy place of Buddhism, but now it was attacked by demonic energy, and the heavenly law suddenly sent down divine thunder, triggering the catastrophe that Zong Wuxin planted.

In order to protect his wife and son from robbery, Jiaxuan led the divine thunder into his body and fell into the imaginary world under the eighteenth level of hell, where he lived with countless souls who could not be reborn.

This is the place where evil thoughts are the most abundant, but also the most silent and dark. Jiaxuan uses himself as a guide to introduce the calamity into this place and slowly dissolve it, which is also the most dangerous and effective way.

He stabilized his primordial spirit with a lamp array to ensure that it would not be attacked in such a place, but when he woke up, he found that it was 80 years earlier than expected, and the originally planned exit from the virtual world had not yet been opened.

Looking at the drop of blood in his hand, Jiaxuan couldn't help being slightly lost in thought.

Back then, he and Ming Qi's son had made the seal with his own hands, and no one except him could see through the seal and discover the child's true identity.

He didn't expect that he would meet his grown-up son in the inner realm of Yuanshen. Although he couldn't see his face and facial features clearly, the natural sense of kinship convinced him immediately that he would never mistake anyone.