Cultivation

Zhang Linggu looked towards Fengyu Tower, although his face was pale, but his eyes were stubborn: "Is there a way to take out this sword?"

"I don't know." Fengyulou replied very simply: "You have demon bones in your body that conflict with Taoism, so it is impossible to practice Taoism, unless..."

"Unless what?" Zhang Linggu asked hurriedly.

"Cultivating demons." There was no like or dislike in Fengyulou's tone, and it was completely matter-of-fact: "Monsters are always a family, and the sword may be used by you after becoming a demon. Cultivating demons sounds scary, but in fact, the heart of practice The law is also based on keeping the heart, consolidating the heart, accepting the spirit and building the foundation. It's just that Taoism emphasizes conforming to nature. It is also more prone to demons..."

"Brother, we are a decent sect." Hearing Fengyulou's suggestion, Shengbei grabbed the air with both hands a few times anxiously, not knowing whether to cover Zhang Linggu's ears or himself: "The patriarch is here The sky is watching."

However, Feng Yu Lou didn't mean to shut up: "As long as you have a firm mind and don't be stained with blood for the rest of your life, you won't fall into bloodthirsty killings. Although there are very few people who have mastered the magic way, it is not impossible."

Mingying's eyes appeared in Zhang Linggu's mind, and the hidden redness in the eyes, is it because of entering the magic way that the pupils have such color?

Becoming a devil can kill his master regardless of the friendship of the same family?

Becoming a demon can attract demons to destroy a village without any guilt?

Can you put demon bones on him wantonly after becoming a demon?

Thinking of this, Zhang Linggu said firmly: "Even if I die, I will not enter the way of magic."

Shengbei hurriedly said: "No, you must not enter the way of the devil. There are so many books in the library, there must be a way to get the bones of the demon. There is no unparalleled way, as long as you work hard, you will definitely find it."

Fengyulou stood up and walked out: "You choose your own path."

Shengbei said to Zhang Linggu: "You are injured and rest early."

After speaking, he chased Fengyulou out.

Zhang Linggu returned to the bed but didn't feel sleepy. The lantern engraved with a spell beside the bed was self-illuminating without fire, illuminating his future that was more hazy than the light.

I didn't expect Ming Ying to hit him with any good thing, but I didn't expect that this thing would cut off his way to cultivate immortality. He and Yue Chenxi have a blood bond, judging from the actions of the two leopard men today , the demon clan will not let Yue Shenxi go, and the world of cultivating immortals is afraid that this half-demon with an unknown birth will not be tolerated. If he can't learn Taoism, he will be killed at any time.

Be sure to give the sword to □□!

Having made a decision in his heart, Zhang Linggu felt drowsy, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Under the moonlight, Shengbei caught up with Fengyu Tower: "Brother Feng, why did you say those things to the spirit bones?"

Fengyulou looked at Shengbei calmly: "Am I wrong?"

Shengbei smiled wryly, because he was anxious because of him: "If it was a few years ago, it would be fine to raise a demon cultivator in the sect and not leave the mountain for the rest of his life, but now because of Yue Shenxi, we are already the target of public criticism. If there is another disciple who cultivates demons... the half-demon has already fallen in our door, and the sky demon can't fall here again."

Fengyulou didn't want to discuss such worrying issues with him: "Why do you think Mingying put this demon bone sword in Zhang Linggu's body?"

"Ah?" Shengbei was caught off guard by the question, and after thinking for a while, he said, "This sword must be prepared for Yue Chenxi. There is a blood contract between the spirit bone and Shen Xi, so you won't be afraid if you keep it on the spirit bone." Lose it."

"The sword is made of the spine of the demon king. Zhang Linggu has never practiced Taoism. How did he withstand the demonic and hostile energy on it?" Feng Yulou asked again.

"The last time I used the real energy to explore his meridians, I seemed to feel a mass of Taoist real energy around the sword, could it be Senior Brother Wujiu?" Seeing Feng Yulou's expression, Sheng Bei immediately became uncertain: "Isn't it? ?”

"Wu Jiu was killing demons at the foot of the mountain at that time, and the Taoist true essence was injected into Zhang Linggu by Ming Ying." Feng Yulou said: "She didn't do this out of good intentions, but she didn't want Zhang Linggu, a living scabbard, to die. It’s too fast, if I’m not mistaken, that Taoist true energy can only last ten years.”

Shengbei asked very anxiously: "The spiritual bone can't cultivate the Tao, so there is no other way?"

"If someone is willing to continuously inject Taoist true energy into Zhang Linggu, of course he can live a long life." Feng Yulou said.

Taoist True Essence is the accumulation of Taoist practice, and it is not easy to practice every inch of it. If it is not for blood relatives, master and apprentice, how can they be willing to give it easily?

Shengbei opened his mouth and gave a wry smile. In the past, if only one of the brothers in the sect lost a little, Zhang Linggu could live a long life, but now he and Fengyulou are left in the sect. His disciple died, but...

Fengyulou turned to look at the cold waning moon in the sky: "Ming Ying was the one who plotted against me at the beginning, and wanted to spend my dao yuan to raise a sword for her son, but unfortunately she was wrong, I would not do that."

"Of course I can't fall into her trap." After finishing speaking, Sheng Bei sighed heavily: "What should I do with the spirit bones?"

"I don't know." Fengyulou said, flicking his sleeves and leaving.

"Should I tell the new disciples about this?" Shengbei asked Fengyulou's back, those two leopard men made such a big commotion, and they couldn't hide it even if they wanted to.

"Of course, those who are afraid of death can leave now." Fengyulou said coldly.

Sheng Bei saw that he was going in the direction of the library, and shook his head: "Senior Brother Feng has always only practiced swords and not read books. He obviously cares about spiritual bones, so he insisted on making it so ugly."

He turned his gaze to the night sky. He was not familiar with Fengyulou before the accident happened in the door, and he didn't even say a few words. The master handed over the whole Ziwei Xingyao to them on his deathbed, and the two people with completely different personalities had to leave together. So many decades.

A friend in adversity sees the truth, and the icing on the cake in a peaceful and prosperous age cannot bear the fruit of persevering in the wind and rain.

Brother Feng is right, the current Ziwei Xingyao is no longer the number one star in the world when the guest Ruyun came, if the disciples in the sect have two hearts, it is better not to stay.

Zhang Linggu stayed in the room for another two days. He felt that the wound was fine. He thought about asking Shengbei to tell him that he would go to the library tomorrow. He was thinking that he saw someone walking through the snow with an umbrella. It doesn't look like Shengbei's body shape, but looks like a young man who went up the mountain together.

There was a knock on the door downstairs, and Zhang Linggu responded, "Please come in."

There is only one person who can be so polite.

Guo Sixian came up from downstairs, holding a few books in his hands: "It's warm here."

He walked to the edge and handed a note in his hand to Zhang Linggu: "Lectures start today, and Ziwei Xing is based on geography and astrology. I saw that you didn't seem to be able to understand strange things in the ice formation the other day. This is what I did." Take a note from me, read it first, and ask me if you don’t understand anything.”

Zhang Linggu saw Guo Sixian sitting at the desk, unfolding the book and starting to do his homework, with a calm expression as if he was a colleague who came to the door, he was a little uncertain whether Guo Sixian knew about his affairs.

Seeing that Guo Sixian is quite honest with himself, if he doesn't say it, it seems to be insincere, if he doesn't know how to speak, and then he looks down at the notes in his hand, except for the clear distinction between south, east and north, what Liu Ding Liu Jia sees him at a loss water.

At this time, there was a commotion downstairs, and Yuan Qi's loud voice came up with a burst of vigor: "This is the Nuanyu Pavilion. It is said that the floor is paved with more than 1000 pieces of Nuanyu dug from Lantian. The mountains are bitter and cold, but here is the warmest place.”

This time there was no knock on the door, a group of teenagers pushed the door open and entered: "Wow, it's really warm."

"Let me touch it, this is jade, tsk tsk, jade is for stepping on? Do you want to take off your shoes?"

"Of course it's for stepping on."

"I really want to dig two pieces back."

The young man's vigorous voice went upstairs along with the sound of chaotic footsteps.

Yuan Qi saw Guo Sixian beside the desk, and clicked his tongue twice: "I've let you take the lead again."

Other teenagers rushed up and surrounded Zhang Linggu, saying in a hurry: "Linggu, hurry up, show us what the demon bone looks like?"

"Is there any demon bone pain on your body?"

"Don't be discouraged, Uncle Bei said there must be a solution."

"I had a cousin from far away who was killed immediately when he encountered a monster. You must be blessed if you don't die."

Guo Sixian frowned, Shengbei also said not to disturb Zhang Linggu, these young people are so noisy, it is not suitable for patients to take care of them.

Yuan Qi casually picked up the outer robe on the screen and threw it on Zhang Linggu, winking at the other teenagers: "It's time to get down to business."

Shi Lei and a young man named Ding Qing laughed, and together they lifted Zhang Linggu up. They walked quickly to the window, and threw Zhang Linggu out of the window without any explanation.

"You..." Guo Sixian rushed to the window, but saw a white shadow passing by under the window. The white shadow was shaped like a horse but had shiny scales, and a pair of white wings like bats on its back. Zhan Ji flew into the air with the fallen Zhang Linggu on his back.

The expression on Yuan Qi's face was extremely smug, but he said in an understatement tone deliberately: "Well, if my father didn't have some friendship with this dragon horse, I wouldn't invite it either."

Guo Sixian frowned, watching Zhang Linggu being taken away in the cold wind: "Where are you taking him?"

"Didn't Uncle Bei say that there must be a way to help Zhang Linggu pull out the demon bone in the Zangshu Pavilion. Didn't I ask Longma to take him to the Zangshu Pavilion? Everyone can find it by working together." Yuan Qi said and went run downstairs.

"Zhang Linggu is still injured, what should you do if you let the dragon horse carry him to the wind and catch the wind and cold?" Guo Sixian ran downstairs after him, and he didn't even have time to get his own book: "Besides, let's go find some books. It’s okay to help him find it.”

"Of course I took him there for my purpose." Yuan Qi turned his head and winked at Guo Sixian: "I want to teach him how to use the library, you don't know, do you? But follow closely, senior brother, I will only teach this time .”

When they arrived at the library, Zhang Linggu had already been put down by Longma. The library said it was a building that really lived up to its name. When they walked in, they saw stacks of bookshelves on the four walls and rows of stairs. From the looks of it, there might be hundreds of shelves, such as bamboo slips, parchment scrolls, paper books, and brocade.

It's really hard to find books here.

Zhang Linggu went to the nearest bookshelf, and reached out to take one, which was a Taoist scripture. He stuffed it back in disappointment, and was about to take the second one, when he heard Yuan Qi's voice: "You are looking for it this way. it's useless."

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