I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

Jing Feitong carefully put away the talisman, raised his head halfway, took two deep breaths, and covered his stomach full of regret and heartache. When he slowly opened his eyes, his face seemed to be wearing a mask, recovering. The almost indifferent gentleness of the past.

The black shadow who ran in here just now has not been found yet, so it seems that it may have some relationship with him and Shu Lingjia, so it is not easy to make a serious move.

Jing Feitong pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Jing used to be a disciple of Xitian."

His voice was gentle, and his voice was not high, but his words clearly spread to every corner of this place.

After Jing Feitong finished speaking, he paused for a moment, and said again: "Just now I saw your whereabouts are mysterious, so I followed all the way, but unexpectedly returned to this place. Since you are not afraid of the spirit energy of the Western Heaven, you must not be evil, then it must be related to this place. What is the origin. If that's the case, why not come out and see?"

After he finished speaking, the surroundings were quiet, and Jing Feitong was not in a hurry to urge him. He seemed to be waiting patiently, but in fact, he had already enveloped the entire Lingshan Mountain with his spiritual consciousness. Every move of the other party was immediately under his control. under perception.

If the black shadow within the half stick of incense didn't come out by itself, then he wouldn't be too polite.

He sensed every corner with his spiritual sense, and heard the wind passing through the treetops, the cherry blossoms rustling, the water gurgling, hitting the stones on the shore, and the cicadas singing silently.

As if someone was rubbing his clothes, he turned over and pushed him, and said vaguely: "Senior brother, go over there, it's hot, don't squeeze me."

There was another soreness in his heart, Jing Feitong suddenly became impatient, and wished he could turn around and leave, to go back to see Shu Lingjia.

Fortunately, that black shadow was quite interesting, at this moment, it got out from under a huge toppled copper bell, and looked at Jing Feitong shyly.

This thing barely has the shape of a human being, but its whole body is pitch black except for the whites of its eyes, and its face and clothing can't be seen clearly. It looks like a charred corpse.

He bowed his back and stood in front of the well-dressed Jing Feitong, as if there was a difference between clouds and mud, but when Jing Feitong spoke, it made people feel that he was no different from facing someone of his own status.

Jing Feitong said: "My friend, did you come here before when it was not destroyed?"

The other party didn't seem to be good at talking yet, so he rolled his eyes and looked at Jing Feitong from the bottom up, stammering: "You...you..."

Jing Feitong looked at him, and saw that the man held back for a long time without saying a word, shaking his hands anxiously, he lifted up and grabbed his robe sleeves, crumpling the delicate pattern on it.

Except for Shu Lingjia, no one dared to pull his clothes like this, but Jing Feitong didn't shake it off this time. He watched the man's face twisted into a ball, and then, a hoarse sound came from his throat. With a whimper, big tears fell down.

A very strange feeling suddenly appeared in Jing Feitong's heart, he bent down, stared at the other person, and asked, "Who are you?"

The man flicked his hands indiscriminately, caught in the meaningless voice in his throat, and said three words with great difficulty: "Elder... Young Master..."

This title has been around for a long time, and Jing Feitong suddenly said, "Xiao Pan?"

He asked, "Are you Xiao Pan?"

The man froze all over, and after a while, he lowered his head and nodded.

Xiao Pan was the attendant who served Shu Lingjia back then.

Western Paradise has always been a clean place, and there is no established sect, and there are very few people under the sect, and originally it did not accept lay disciples who lead cultivation.

Reluctantly, two of them were stuffed in, and they were all related households. The background was bigger than the other, and the temper was more stubborn than the other.

Finally, the Buddha sighed and took Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia under his seat. They were also the only two disciples of the Buddha.

It's just that the Buddha is obsessed with practicing Zen, and he is reserved by nature, and often retreats. Apart from teaching martial arts, he doesn't communicate much with the two disciples.

On the contrary, Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia didn't like each other very much at first, but because they were really bored, they provoked each other for a while, and they became acquainted instead.

Xiao Pan always called Shu Lingjia "Young Master", and called Jing Feitong "Elder Prince". Later, the whole Western Paradise was destroyed, and Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia were also severely injured. Naturally, those people were helpless. Fortunately, he did not expect to meet Xiao Pan.

Jing Feitong couldn't help saying: "How did you become like this!"

As he spoke, he collected himself, and a white light condensed in his palm, covering Xiao Pan's whole body for exploration.

After checking in this way, he found that Xiao Pan's current state was very strange.

According to his ethics, he should be a spirit body, but he is already dead now, and because he has been attacked by demonic energy all year round, he is in a semi-demonic state, so Shu Lingjia and Jing Feitong regarded him as an evil spirit at first.

But at the same time, there is still a touch of life in Xiao Pan's body that belongs to a living person, and it is this life force that helps his soul survive the endless demon energy and evil thoughts in the virtual world without dissipating.

Jing Feitong pondered for a while, and already vaguely guessed some things that happened that year.

It must be the accident that caused both him and Shu Lingjia to lose their memory, which led to the collapse of the Western Paradise, and Xiao Pan accidentally fell into another "realm" in the underground of the demons below. The soul body was quickly wrapped in it by a lot of evil thoughts and devilish energy, so that it could achieve such a state of immortality.

Now I don't know what happened, the underground turmoil broke out again, Xiao Pan will have a chance to escape and see the light of day again, and he desperately wants to go back to Xitian to have a look.

Jing Feitong regretted not letting Shu Lingjia come over, so that the two of them could meet each other.

But now Xiao Pan is already in a semi-demonized state. Once he sees the light of day again, it will be difficult for him to re-adapt to the outside environment, so he won't last long.

Jing Feitong sighed slightly, and said, "Do you need me to do something for you?"

Xiao Pan kowtowed to him and wrote the words "eliminating demon energy" on the ground.

Jing Feitong said: "Once the demon energy disappears, your sealed vitality and your spiritual body will also dissipate immediately."

Xiao Pan nodded, he no longer misses life, and doesn't want to leave with this dirty body.

Jing Feitong sighed, "All right."

For him, clearing away the devilish energy was only a momentary effort. When Jing Feitong retracted the white light under his palm, the layer of darkness on Xiao Pan's body disappeared completely, and the spirit body returned to the appearance in his impression, but it was already half The transparent state is about to dissipate.

He bowed to Jing Feitong, and spoke quickly: "My lord, thank you. Please help the villain to tell the young master, just say... just say that I have always missed him these years, and hope he will take good care of him. "

He hesitated for a moment, and said: "If the young master can't remember me, then don't mention it, so as not to disturb him."

Jing Feitong said softly: "He will think of you. Don't worry, I will remember this. In the next life, I will try my best to help you reincarnate into a good family."

Xiao Pan smiled and said in a low voice, "It would be great if I could serve the young master in my next life."

After saying this, his whole body has turned into a series of light spots.

Jing Feitong raised his hand, gathered the string of light spots in his palm, and drew a few mantras with golden light in the air with his fingers, to save him from reincarnation.

Immediately afterwards, he set up another barrier to seal up the entire Western Paradise so that outsiders could not find it easily, so he turned around and returned to the Demon Realm as quickly as possible to meet Shu Lingjia.

Jing Feitong controlled the sword all the way, and first felt the outside of Luoxiao Palace as quickly as possible, but Shu Lingjia was nowhere to be seen, instead he found traces of blood and fighting.

His heart sank suddenly.

Jing Feitong's memory had just recovered, and the scene in front of him immediately reminded him of the near-destructive incident that happened in Xitian hundreds of years ago, and his face immediately changed.

Jing Feitong followed the blood trail all the way to the mountain pass. Before he got there, he heard a huge cracking sound of sand and stones. He rushed over to have a look, but he didn't expect this place to be so lively.

He Zizhuo, Yan Yu... the ones he didn't want to see, the ones he'd been looking for all this time, turned out to be here.

Jing Feitong became more and more worried about Shu Lingjia's safety, and Dang even landed, just in time to stop the two disciples of Ling Xiao who were going to put Yan Yu in front of He Zizhuo.

Jing Feitong, who was present, couldn't take any notice of him. Hearing that two disciples asked him about his identity, Jing Feitong ignored him and only looked at Yan Yu who was lying on the ground.

With this look, he immediately noticed that there was something reflecting light under Yan Yu's turned up sleeves.

Jing Feitong's heart moved, and the sword came out. After cutting off the sleeve, he suddenly found a string of beads that were similar to Jiang Rong's. Although the color and size looked slightly different, the material was different. very similar.

At the beginning, Jiang Wei snatched Shu Lingjia's luck, relying on the guidance of the nightmare in the bead. After he died, the bead shattered, and the other half of Shu Lingjia's luck, including the nightmare, was taken back by Yan Yu. With Ming Xiao's identity, she quietly took it back.

This matter has always been Jing Feitong's heart disease, and he also sent many people to look for Yan Yu everywhere, but now it is no trouble at all.

Jing Feitong intuitively felt that there was something mysterious about this string of beads, so he didn't even look at anyone else, he directly picked it off with the tip of his sword, and put it in his sleeve majestically.

Immediately afterwards, he also saw the seal on Yan Yu's body, and immediately recognized that the seal was written by Shu Lingjia.

——Did Shu Lingjia restrain Yan Yu?It is even more strange that he is not here now.

Jing Feitong felt his heart sink, and then started beating wildly, with an extremely ominous premonition welling up.

Since he showed up and shocked the two of them, he hasn't even said a word. He just did it on his own, and he took things away smoothly. He treated everyone around him as nothing, and his arrogance was beyond words.

Have you ever met Jing Feitong? Most of them looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking to themselves, "Who the hell is this person? He's so arrogant?"

But when they saw that there was no one who stepped forward to stop him or yelled at him, they were at a loss for a while, and they didn't dare to speak.

But at this moment, Jing Feitong raised his head, raised his chin directly at He Zizhuo, and asked coldly, "Master He, where is Shu Lingjia?"

There was a stormy danger in his voice.

The reason why He Zizhuo didn't speak just now was because he was thinking about how to get rid of Jing Feitong.

No matter what the other party said, he was also his nephew, so it wasn't enough to be afraid, but Jing Feitong's identity, status, and cultivation level were enough to make He Zizhuo unwilling to provoke him easily.

He still hasn't figured out what the relationship between Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia is, whether Jing Feitong knows Shu Lingjia's true identity, and whether he approached him purposefully.

In any case, He Zizhuo has gathered several sects in the cultivation world here, not only are there many people, but also represent a certain position and attitude of righteousness. For a cunning and deep-rooted person like Jing Feitong, He Zizhuo is sure Don't worry about him confronting them head-on in the moment.

But whether to bear a grudge or not... that's hard to say.

If it is because of Shu Lingjia's matter that he has an unprovoked enmity with such a person, it will be troublesome in the end.

At this moment, when he heard his question, He Zizhuo said indifferently: "I want to capture Luo Xiao, a rebel from my sect. Shu Lingjia has already left the sect, but insisted on defending it, so some conflicts occurred just now. Now they have left, where are they going?" unknown."

In fact, what He Zizhuo said is not a lie if you think about it carefully, most of it is true. As for the whereabouts, the bottom of the valley is so mysterious, who knows where they will go after jumping in?Could it be that his whereabouts are unknown?

But he would give such an ambiguous answer, anyone could tell that he was obviously afraid of Jing Feitong, and the faces of the people around him couldn't help but feel a little strange.

The ominous feeling in Jing Feitong's heart is getting heavier and heavier, the matter is definitely not as simple as what He Zizhuo said, otherwise, how could Shu Lingjia have already sealed Yan Yu, but left him here without taking him with him? Walk?

His face was as frosty, and a murderous intent arose spontaneously.

The inner demon has been hiding in the depths of my heart since the farewell that year, and the pain is unforgettable, and the demonic obstacle has never been dispelled.

When Shu Lingjia was around, he could still restrain himself, but now, that ferocious beast that was about to move, wanted to break free from its restraints and rush out to devour people.

As the state of mind changed, a forceful sword energy spread like frost and snow, sweeping across the field, everyone felt the invisible pressure, and felt terrified.

Jing Feitong laughed instead.

He said softly: "Okay, okay, Sect Leader He is quite clean. Then...you."

His eyes fixed precisely on a disciple standing behind He Zizhuo.

This disciple was the one who rushed to the front to besiege Shu Lingjia and Luo Xiao just now, and he took the opportunity to give He Zizhuo some advice. Jing Feitong has been in a high position for so many years, and his vision is extremely sharp. He will spot him, so naturally It wasn't a coincidence, but I saw through the panic and suspicion on this person's face.

The man was shocked when he heard his words, subconsciously shrank behind He Zizhuo, and rubbed his fingers nervously with his right hand.

Jing Feitong took a deep look at him, raised his hand and said, "Come here."

If He Zizhuo was not willing to start a conflict with him just now, then at this moment, if his own disciples are hiding behind him, if Jing Feitong can still hurt him, it will be He Zizhuo's face that will be damaged.

Seeing Jing Feitong uttering the word "Come here", the whole person has already come forward like a stream of light, He Zizhuo flicked his sleeves, raised his hand to calm his breath, and a sword energy was drawn out, stopping in front of Jing Feitong, with a condensed voice Said: "The person you are looking for is not here, don't deceive people too much."

Jing Feitong's face was cold, but he didn't seem to hear him at all, seeing the sword energy approaching, he didn't dodge at all, and pointed at He Zizhuo's throat.

If this trick makes him do it, he will definitely die, He Zizhuo sideways dodged it, and at the same time he slashed at Jing Feitong's arm with his horizontal palm.

But what he didn't expect was that Jing Feitong's arm didn't retract like ordinary people's moves, but directly sank down, turned his fingers into palms, and slapped him heavily on his chest.

His moves are extremely weird, but they are smooth and sharp between turns and turns. The moves are unexpected, and there is a sense of indifference, which makes He Zizhuo secretly startled. He interlaced his palms to block Jing Feitong. palm.

But at the same time, the empty door around him was exposed, and amidst the screams, the disciple's body flew up a few feet, and landed heavily on the open space under Jing Feitong's feet.

He Zizhuo took a few steps back, his face was very ugly, while the others were frightened, and it became more and more obvious that Jing Feitong was not easy to provoke, if he wanted to find Shu Lingjia, what happened today might not be kind up.

Jing Feitong didn't even lower his head, and with his backhand sword, he had already touched the disciple's throat, and said coldly, "Shu Lingjia's whereabouts."

The disciple was at a loss, glanced at He Zizhuo, but still didn't dare to say anything, and hissed, "My lord, spare me, I didn't harm him... Ah!"

As the sword light flashed across, Jing Feitong had already slit his throat, and the man died on the spot.

It's fine for them to kill ghosts on weekdays, but as monks, killing each other has always been a taboo, not to mention that Jing Feitong himself is a member of Ling Xiao's sect, and at this moment in front of so many people, the one he killed was his fellow sect .

Watching this scene helplessly, apart from He Zizhuo, several other sect elders were also shocked and annoyed, they stood up and asked loudly: "Master Jing, how dare you do such a rebellious and cruel thing in public, put it on You can’t find a word of reason anywhere, are you crazy?! Do you want to be an enemy of the entire cultivation world?”

When he said this, some people present only knew that this person was Jing Feitong, one of the ten masters of Biluo Palace, no wonder no one said anything when they saw him at first.

Jing Feitong raised his eyes, and said mockingly: "What is the realm of comprehension, so what if it's an enemy? All of you together, in my heart, can't compare to Shu Lingjia's half-life. Sword comes!"

When he said this, his voice suddenly raised, and the long sword hung in the air, buzzing and screaming, and it has already slashed out!

This sword condensed all his fury, destroying Qi like a mountain, rolling up clouds and tides out of thin air like waves, sweeping towards the front, suddenly the world shook, and the moist water vapor in the mountains condensed into a light blue thick fog, covering the sky and the sun , suddenly made the surrounding dark, but there was a muffled sound of thunder rumbling.

Someone exclaimed: "Be careful, he has entered a magic barrier!"

With such a frightening sword strike, no one present dared to directly strike the edge, how could Zizhuo and others block the sword energy, and the other disciples with lower cultivation levels were unable to dodge, but they were all severely injured.

Seeing that Jing Feitong had another trick, it seemed that he really planned to use his true energy to annihilate all the people present.

Under the coercion, some people could no longer hold back and shouted loudly: "Stop it! I said, I said, Shu Lingjia and Luo Xiao jumped down that valley!"

Jing Feitong's sword suddenly paused, and he turned his head to look at the deep valley beside him, his heart tightened, the boiling killing intent surged up once again when he saw Shu Lingjia was wounded hundreds of years ago.

At this moment, he really wanted to tear everyone into pieces.