Junior Disciple C

Hao Chen was not surprised to get such an answer, trying to pry something out of Feng Ye's mouth was as difficult as trying to eat his tofu.

No, maybe the latter is simpler.Hao Chen recalled the scene not long ago and thought to himself.

The kiss is really here, even though it's just a touch away.And not only was Feng Ye, who was asleep at the time, not paying attention, Hao Chen himself didn't pay much attention at that time.

Because the situation was too urgent at that time, although he felt the softness on his cheek, he didn't have time to think about it.

It was only after Feng Ye really woke up that he realized what it was, and then he took advantage of it to make the next scene happen.

Looking back now, it's a pity that I didn't have time to savor it carefully, and I don't know that it will be possible to do it again in the year of the monkey.When Hao Chen thought of this, he couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

Just for Feng Ye's words, he felt that he would win this person sooner or later, but for Ying Long's words, he was not sure.

It is impossible to come by force, whether to beat or not is a problem.Then the only way is to be gentle.

Hao Chen asked himself that his embrace was already soft enough, and his belly was full of fat to keep out the cold.However, even so, Feng Ye had no intention of throwing himself into his arms at all.

So how on earth should he impress this dragon's heart, which is covered with hard scales and looks cold but actually soft and messy inside?

Hao Chen fell into deep thought.

And Feng Ye folded his arms, standing under the green tree, watching the excitement ahead.

The group of people in the square of the main hall pushed each other forward. Although Fang Yang had already reached the foundation building stage, in terms of cultivation, he was regarded as the best of the group of onlookers.

But squeezing to see Jianmu is the same as buying vegetables at a discount. No matter what your cultivation base or age is, the only secret to victory is to have a thick skin and keep pushing forward regardless of the curses from the people around you.

A thick skin also requires talent, and Hao Chen is one of the masters, but it is a pity that Fang Yang has been exposed to it for so long, but he has not learned the essence of it. He squeezed for a long time, but he is still the outermost.

Although Jianmu is a tree that reaches the sky, when it really grows, let alone squeeze in front of it to see it, you can see this towering giant tree from a distance of one hundred and eighty miles.

However, Jianmu is still in its infancy, its roots are buried in the soil, and what emerges from the soil is only a small knuckle-long shoot, which you can't notice unless you look carefully.

So Fang Yang squeezed so far that he didn't even see a branch of Jianmu.

Fang Yang returned angrily after another failed attempt.

Anyway, Jianmu is planted here, and he can't run away. He will come to see it after the crowd has passed the freshness and there are fewer people.

Fang Yang walked under the cang tree where Feng Ye and Hao Chen were standing, looked at the sky slowly moving to the sun directly above, and suggested: "It's almost dinner time, let's go eat."

Hao Chen thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a solution. He just wanted to agree casually, and keep it and think about it later.

But he didn't want to, Feng Ye suddenly refused: "I'm not going, I want to go back and pack my things."

"Pack up?" Fang Yang repeated in surprise, and immediately asked after he realized, "Brother, where are you going?"

Hao Chen also looked at Feng Ye.

Feng Ye gave the two of them an explanation: "I'm going to visit Longqiu."

Hearing this place name, Fang Yang still looked puzzled, not understanding why Brother Waste Chai had to leave suddenly after he had just returned from Beihai City for a few days.

After Hao Chen had gone through the name "Longqiu" in his mind, he suddenly came to his senses.

Longqiu... is where Ling Yun found Xi Rang.

Feng Ye has been looking for Jianmu, but yesterday he got Jianmu and returned it to Ji Chengyue, and now he is suddenly going to look for Xi Rang...

Reminiscent of his guess just now, Hao Chen suddenly had a glimmer of inspiration.

If everything was as he thought, and there was something hidden about the incident a hundred years ago, if there was any reason for Feng Ye to behead Jianmu, then there was probably something wrong with Jianmu.

But he returned Jianmu to Ji Chengyue, indicating that there was nothing wrong with Jianmu now, so he went to look for Xi Rang to investigate whether he was the culprit that caused the incident a hundred years ago.

Having figured this out, Hao Chen immediately said, "I'll go too."

Just like Hao Chen was not surprised by Feng Ye's answer before, Feng Ye was not surprised by Hao Chen's answer in the slightest. Sure enough, the essence of brown sugar has never changed.

The reason why he went to Longqiu was pretty much the same as what Hao Chen guessed, he was looking for Xi Rang.

There are four factors that contribute to the tree that reaches the sky, the tree species that has obtained the human heart, as well as sunlight, rain and dew, and soil.

Jianmu had checked it, and it was not contaminated by anything, so it could only be the remaining three things.

The rising sun in the extreme east is the least likely to go wrong. Such a dazzling and pure thing itself is the nemesis of many demons.

Then the culprit for Jianmu to finally connect to the Emberless Vision can only be on the Xuanming Water of the Snow Mountain in the North and the Breathing Soil of Longqiu.

Based on the existing clues, Feng Ye couldn't tell which of the two had a problem, or both.

But he finally chose Xiyang, because in terms of time, the water of Xuanming is condensed from the cold air that lingers on the snow mountains in the north all year round, and it takes a hundred years to condense a single drop.

Counting from Lingyun going back to obtain the Xuanming Water, there is still more than a month before the 100th year, so it is useless for him to go now.

As for Xi soil, it is relatively more desirable.

Of course, it's only relative.

The soil is an object between life and death. It may be said that it is a dead thing, but it has a surging vitality and is endless.

But it is a living thing, but it does not live like ordinary living things. It does not have any thoughts or emotions, and it does not need to absorb nutrients like plants.

It is hidden in the mountains and rivers of Longqiu, and the soil benefited by the power of the soil will be extraordinarily fertile, but it is not the soil itself.

The soil affected by the force of Xi Soil may be as vast as a mountain stretching for thousands of miles, but the body of Xi Som may only be as big as a palm, which can be held with one hand.

Although Longqiu is not as vast as Kunlun, the head of the mountains, it occupies a large area, and it may not be possible to get out after three or four days of ordinary footwork.

So how to find the breath soil in Longqiu is really a headache.

This kind of soil with endless power is an excellent nourishment for many other spiritual plants that need soil in addition to planting trees. Therefore, people have been looking for it for a hundred years, but failed again and again.

It is not a secret that Ling Yun found Xi Yang in Longqiu.But the problem is, how did he find it? This point has never been recorded in any files, and no one knows about it.

Therefore, in the past hundred years, no one has heard of anyone finding the rest soil.

And the piece of resting soil that was sowed by Ling Yun in the East China Sea and turned into an island died together in the sky fire.

Because the soil is not a living thing, so this death is not death in the traditional sense, but only means that it has lost the endless power that the soil should have. It can still breed plants, but the provided Nutrients are no different from ordinary soil.

Among the five elements, there is no direct relationship between fire and earth, and soil is generally not afraid of burning by fire.

But unfortunately, after the fire in the sky burned the soil, it became like this.

What is the reason for this is what Feng Ye is going to find this time.

Hao Chen answered that he wanted to go together, while Fang Yang was a little hesitant.

In fact, he really wanted to go. He had only been a beginner for a year, and he had never been out of the Lingxiao Sword Sect except for the trip to the secret place on the floating island.

Whether it was the Floating Island Secret Realm or Beihai City, Fang Yang had seen many novel things that he could not see while practicing in the sect.

The secret place of the floating island is in the northern sea, while Longqiu is in the western inland, and it is a place he has never set foot before. The customs and landforms here must be completely different from those in the North Sea.

Of course Fang Yang also wanted to take a look, and Brother Waste Chai's swordsmanship was good, but his cultivation level was too low. Fang Yang felt that he had already advanced to the Foundation Establishment Stage, so he needed to protect himself and was still on the third level of Qi Refining. Taishan Stone is also a solid waste firewood brother.

However... his little friend Cao Zirui was seriously injured only yesterday.

Although it is not fatal, it is not a serious problem after timely treatment, just recuperate.

But after all, it still needs time to recuperate. As a friend, he said that he should never leave Cao Zirui alone when he was injured.

"Brother, when are you going to leave?" Fang Yang asked with the last glimmer of hope.

Maybe, Senior Brother Fei Chai left late, and Cao Zirui's injury is almost healed, so I can follow Senior Brother Fei Chai to Longqiu without any psychological burden.

However, Feng Ye's answer cut off his thoughts: "I'll pack up and leave this afternoon."

"Oh..." Fang Yang's answer dragged on for a long time, revealing a deep sense of loss.

Fang Yang, who always likes to bounce when walking, like a rabbit that can never run out of energy, stopped jumping this time. The rabbit ears were completely pulled down, and he parted ways with Senior Brother Waste Chai and Brother Hao unhappy.

He went to eat, while Feng Ye and Hao Chen went back to pack their luggage.

The two groups parted ways and slowly left the main hall square.

The crowd in the square is still very lively. Compared with seeing Jianmu's demeanor, you don't need to eat lunch or something.

This is true for the monks of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and the same for the monks sent out.

The news of Ying Long's present life cannot be concealed, and what happened yesterday cannot be concealed either.

With so many pairs of eyes watching, it was impossible not to leak the news completely.

After a whole day and night of dissemination, other sects also learned about the reappearance of Ying Long and Jian Mu one after another. Maybe they didn't know the details, but they knew the general idea.

Therefore, Ji Chengyue was really overwhelmed, and his desk was piled up with inquiries and probing posts from the heads of various sects and sects.

This group of people moved upon hearing the news. A hundred years ago, Yinglong beheaded Jianmu, so they regarded Jianmu as an ominous thing and must be destroyed.

But now Yinglong has returned Jianmu to humans. If this means allowing Jianmu to be planted, it means that people can use Jianmu to ascend to the sky again.

What does it mean to go to heaven?

It means a wider and richer world, more abundant aura, and faster cultivation speed.

Moreover, mortals have never seen the beauty of the heavens. Is this legendary paradise as beautiful as the legend?

Human beings can't see the answer when they look up on the ground. Only by going to the heavens to see it can they know.

So everyone is very enthusiastic about Ji Chengyue at the moment, exchanging pleasantries and giving gifts, and they all go around so that if you don't check carefully, you won't know whether he is making up a relationship or a name.

However, after careful reading of these superficial greetings and gift-giving posts, they can be summed up in one sentence:

"Master Ji, I heard that God gave Jianmu to you?"

Ji Chengyue didn't want to read any more after reading a few pages. He sneaked out of the house, stood on the top of the mountain, and looked at the scenery below.

Although he has been the head of the sect for a hundred years, he has long been used to these twists and turns, but now he really has no mood to deal with these people.

The apprentice he had trained for more than 20 years, Xue Ren just disappeared.

He also knew that no one could be blamed for Xue Ren's death, Xue Ren was to blame for it.

If you want to blame him, you can only blame him, the master, who cares too much about the revitalization of the sect, and devotes all his efforts to cultivating Cao Zirui, so that he ignores Xue Ren's feelings.

In addition, Ji Chengyue never forgot Yinglong's last attitude. He dared to step up to the gods step by step as a human being and question the gods.

He has already made up his mind to die, and he has no fear of God's wrath.

But the result was... Ji Chengyue stood on the top of the mountain and glanced at the Jianmu planted in the square below.

He still couldn't figure out why Yinglong, after destroying Jianmu, preserved this fragment a hundred years later, and used his divine power to germinate it?

No one knows the situation of that fragment better than Ji Chengyue.Over the past hundred years, he has exhausted various methods, but none of them can save the trend of the decay of Jianmu fragments.

This fragment, which was no different from dead wood, sprouted suddenly.

That can only be done by Ying Long, and only God can do it.

But why?Why is Yinglong so capricious?

Can't think of an answer.Standing on the top of the mountain for a while, Ji Chengyue sighed, turned around slowly and went back.

Perhaps God's thoughts are really so hard to fathom, and Gods are never willing to explain anything to mortals, so mortals can't guess what God is thinking.

Ji Chengyue also doesn't know what he thinks about the dragon now, he once hated it to the bone, but there is nothing he can do about it.

Yinglong killed his senior brother who was closer than his own brother, and also killed hundreds of fellow disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and even caused the fall of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

But he didn't even dare to express this hatred.

Otherwise, the punishment of heaven will be incurred again, and everything will be lost again.

Forced by God's deterrence, Ji Chengyue didn't dare to express his hatred, and could only bury it in his heart along with his longing for his senior brother.

Yesterday, he vented his brain out, but suddenly discovered that the truth may not be what he saw.

If in his lifetime, he can really plant trees and open the passage between heaven and earth, he must go to heaven and ask Ying Long himself.

Right or wrong, truth or not, he must figure it out.

Ji Chengyue slowly walked back to his room, ready to continue processing those unfinished posts.

However, when he walked to the door, he accidentally saw Cao Zirui who was supposed to be recuperating in the room.

"Master." Cao Zirui saluted Ji Chengyue.

Although he still had such a cold face as usual, this time his tone was obviously lower than usual.

This is inevitable, who would not be sad to suddenly know that his senior brother only wants to kill himself.

Ji Chengyue sighed again, he was sorry for Xue Ren, and also for Cao Zirui.

He thought of keeping both, but almost didn't keep one.

Whether it is the head of the sect or the master, he is not qualified.

Ji Chengyue pushed open the door, entered the room by himself, then turned his head to signal Cao Zirui to come in.

The two sat down on the futon in front of the incense table.

There used to be a spiritual tablet engraved with Master's name on the incense case and there was another mystery inside, but that spiritual tablet was crushed into pieces by Ji Chengyue himself yesterday.

But right now the incense table is not empty, Ji Chengyue lit a candle and carved three more spiritual tablets one stroke at a time during a sleepless night.

This time he no longer concealed it, he wrote Ling Yun's name on the spirit tablet openly and aboveboard.

And besides Master and Ling Yun, the last one left...

He didn't write his name, he just set up a spirit card, but he didn't write any words.

But when Cao Zirui saw it, he immediately understood who the spirit tablet was for.

After he sat on the futon, he kept staring at the unwritten spiritual tablet.

Ji Chengyue followed Cao Zirui's gaze, and suddenly asked, "Do you hate him?"

Cao Zirui was taken aback, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, then replied: "I don't hate..."

Ji Chengyue curled his lips into a smile: "There's no need to hide it, he tried to kill you several times, there's nothing wrong with you hating him, it's just human nature."

Cao Zirui shook his head when he heard the words, and he seriously denied: "I really don't hate you, disciple...disciple..."

"It's just sad..." He stammered for a long time, and said the answer softly.

It was Ji Chengyue's turn to be stunned, he was silent for a while, and suggested: "Would you like to offer incense sticks to your senior brother?"

Cao Zirui nodded, then stood up from the futon, walked to the incense table, twirled three sticks of incense, and bowed to the three spirit tablets in front of him.

After inserting the incense into the incense burner, Cao Zirui sat back on the futon.

The master and apprentice looked at each other and were speechless for a while.

"Master." Cao Zirui suddenly called again.

He looked up at Ji Chengyue, and explained the purpose of his trip to Ji Chengyue: "The disciple wants to go outside to practice."

"Experience? But your injury..." Ji Chengyue got stuck in the middle of speaking, he saw Cao Zirui's expression.

Cao Zirui didn't actually want to go outside to practice, he just wanted to go outside to relax.

Staying here, I can't help but think of yesterday's scene and Xue Ren's hideous expression towards him.

"Oh, let's go..." Ji Chengyue let go, he thought for a while, and suddenly suggested: "By the way, I just have to entrust someone to do something, can you help me with it? "

"Disciple is willing." With Ji Chengyue's consent, Cao Zirui's mood eased a lot. Before Ji Chengyue explained clearly what was going on, he hurriedly agreed.

Ji Chengyue smiled and reminded: "This matter is not easy to handle, you are going to a place far away."

"Where?" Cao Zirui asked.

"Longqiu." Ji Chengyue replied.

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