Into the Pirated Cultivation Text

Rong Xin stayed in Jiangchen Spring for several days, and finally couldn't stand such days.

It was too much torment.

Although Xuan Ce did not restrict him from eating snacks and being lazy like before, on the contrary he often brought him some mortal things, Rong Xin even saw mortal calligraphy, paintings and travel notes among the things Xuance brought back.

However, no matter how delicious the food is, you will get tired if you eat too much, and no matter how beautiful the text is, you will get tired if you read too much.

Therefore, Rong Xin is willing to practice every day, but he has already inherited the cultivation level when he passed through the book, but he doesn't know the basic skills of entry, so it is very difficult to practice.

What's more, he has to face Xuan Ce all day long.

Although, his master's face looks like a banished fairy, but he always feels that his master has changed too much, especially when it's time to heal his wounds every day, his scalp is always numb with that gaze.

At this time, he always sits like acupuncture.But when he proposed to leave Jiangchen Spring several times, Xuan Ce always refused: Your soul is not stable yet, it will take some time.Or whenever Rong Xin asked about outside affairs, Xuan Ce would always tell him to concentrate on cultivation and not think about other things.

Gradually, strange doubts arose in Rong Xin's heart, Xuan Ce seemed to want to detain him here.

why?Could it be that he really couldn't leave Jiangchen Spring?But the last time he woke up, it was clear that there was no problem with his body walking outside.

Rong Xin tried to get out of the Jiangchen Spring while Xuan Ce was out—unexpectedly, he couldn't get out.There was a restriction on the Jiangchen Spring. Previously, they could only go out but not in, but now they can't even go out.

A bad feeling gradually developed in Rong Xin's heart, and even the way he looked at Xuan Ce changed.

But Xuan Ce still communicated with him every day, taught him how to practice, and even accompanied him to read books and flip through classics. He was like this every day, very patient, but kept silent about external matters.

On this day, Xuan Ce gave him his pulse as usual, and when it was over, Rong Xin finally couldn't help but said, "Master, why didn't my father come to see me?"

Xuan Ce moved his long finger around his wrist slightly, "Miss him?"

Rong Xin nodded, "I can't worry about him. He was by my side that day in Jialeng Monastery. When I was possessed by Yingu, I seemed to see him cry. When I woke up, I wanted to find him."

Xuan Ce's eyes moved slightly, and after a while, he said, "The teacher was not there that day."

"Huh?" Rong Xin was a little puzzled by his wrong answer.

Xuan Ce closed his eyes, seemed to adjust his mood, and then returned to him coldly, "Master, I didn't tell City Lord Rong that you woke up."

Rong Xin looked at Xuan Ce unexpectedly, and asked in a daze, "Why?"

"The Fangdou Conference held once every three years will be held in Taixu Sect. This time, Tianjin City is going to assist Sect Leader Yan, so it is very busy. I plan to wait a while as a teacher, and let City Lord Rong know when you are completely fine. "

"Oh." Is that so?No wonder neither his father nor Rong You came to see him, "I don't know how my younger brother is doing now?"

It took a while for Xuan Ce to speak, "Young Master You is also a romantic figure in the mortal world now, and Xian Man Lou has gone to southern Xinjiang."

"Xianmanlou?" The sweet dates in Rong Xin's mouth were about to drop.

Seeing this, Xuan Ce pressed his cold fingers on his lips, and wiped them lightly, "Xianmanlou seems to be specially for monks, offering spiritual tea and spiritual fruits for monks to have a rest and talk, but it is actually an inquiry for news and an exchange of magic weapons. Your younger brother is now a very popular person in the world of comprehension and mortals, and many sorcerers of comprehension have asked him to find out his way."

The cultivation methods of monks are all kinds of strange. Some medicine cultivators need to find medicines, some array cultivators need strange stones and herbs, and some sword cultivators need materials and treasures to refine their swords. The methods of searching are also different. These information doorways, or you can find samples directly, of course, save a lot of trouble and effort.

Therefore, Xianmanlou is the most frequented place for casual cultivators and monsters to practice, and the disciples of Xianshan sect also often come here to inquire about news.

Rong Xin smiled reassuringly, it seems that the hatred between Xuan Ce and Rong You has been resolved, or that there is no entanglement with each other, which is very good.

"Master, can I go to the Fangdou Conference?" Rong Xin tried his best, opened his pitiful eyes, and even tugged Xuan Ce's sleeve.

This was what Ye Linran used most often on him a few years ago. Every time Ye Linran showed such eyes, Rong Xin couldn't refuse his request—but today, Rong Xin hit a wall with Xuan Ce.

"If you want to accommodate the city lord, I will naturally take you to meet him as a teacher after a while."

Rong Xin had to look disappointed.

The doubts in his heart also grew heavier.

A few days later, Xuan Ce seemed to be going out of the mountain, and told Rong Xin to remember to practice at all times, if he felt unwell, he would ring the Wumiao Bell, and left him many classics and albums, telling him to read them all when he came back and so on.

That night, there was a loud noise outside the Jiangchen Spring, and an overwhelming overbearing spell swept in. Rong Xin was so shaken by the force that he almost vomited blood.

When the brilliance of the formation around him lit up and continuously overflowed with spiritual power, Rong Xin felt that the restriction was broken by an external force.

Rong Xin stood in the center of Jiangchen Spring, there was no movement after the shock and spell, but the restriction in front of him gradually faded away, Rong Xin took this opportunity to forcefully break out of Jiangchen Spring, and walked towards the place of the vibration.

When he left the cave and walked out of the enchantment, he suddenly saw someone standing on a high ground in a mysterious light. The man was wearing a black flying-shoulder robe, with a white and slender neck exposed in the collar, and the cloak was hunting in the night sky. rattle.

Rong Xin was shocked when he saw his facial features clearly, isn't that man Feng Tingyun?

That stunning face was bathed in moonlight on the high ground, and his skin was so transparent that it made him look even less like a mortal.

With such an appearance and temperament, it is undoubtedly Feng Tingyun, but it is different from the Feng Tingyun that Rong Xin knew.

At that time, Feng Tingyun was Misty Peak's second senior brother, he behaved well and treated people politely. Although he often looked at people with cold eyes, he would never make people feel aloof and unfeeling.

On the other hand, no matter his face or expression, it seemed to be frozen with a layer of frost. He looked at the disciples of the Immortal Sect on the ground as if he was looking at a group of dead things. He had no emotion, which was terrifying.

If it wasn't for the lack of demonic energy in him, Rong Xin even suspected that Feng Tingyun was completely possessed and driven by evil spirits.

"Lord of Southern Border, you still have the face?!" The disciple below did not know who said such a sentence.Another disciple was filled with righteous indignation, "Get out of Linxianzong! Get out of Misty Peak! It's really insulting to harass the fairy sect again and again!"

"He still deserves the word "gentlemanly"? Taking advantage of the absence of masters and uncles, he took the opportunity to burn mountains and forests, and even use magic to destroy the enchantment. It's really deceiving!"

Rong Xin remembered that there were many barriers and magic circles outside Linxianzong, and those who entered by mistake would usually be blocked from the mountain, and they would not be able to enter the mountain without passing through the secret order.

And in Misty Peak, there are countless restrictions and blessings, it is not allowed to go in and out at will, especially Xuan Ce Xijing, Rong Xin wandered around Misty Peak that day, many places have been sealed, and the disciples who come and go don't make any noise .

Amidst the voices of denunciation, a group of monks came to Yujian from the sky. Looking at the lineup, they should be the elders who stayed behind in the fairy gate.

Rong Xin recognized one of the elders from Jingzhu Peak, he jumped off Yujian and sneered, "I didn't expect that the majestic Lord of Southern Border would always do such vile things."

Feng Tingyun stood with his hands behind his back, and his voice was desolate and cold, "Hand it over. Otherwise, the mountains will be burned immediately, starting from Misty Peak and then Jingzhu Peak, one by one."

The elder of Jingzhu Peak was so angry that his chest heaved and his eyes almost popped out, "Feng Tingyun! After all, you also came from Misty Peak, do you have to do this?!"

The disciples below were shocked, "What? He used to be a disciple of Misty Peak?"

The elder was shocked when he realized that he had said something wrong, so he quickly said again in a cold voice, "How many times have I said it, but if people can't give it up, it's useless even if you burn the whole mountain! Or would you like to go to the tomb of the immortal masters of Linxianzong to accompany you?" he!"

Feng Tingyun twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes gradually darkened, "Don't force me."

As soon as his words fell, wind blades came from all sides covered in ice, and fell on the feet of all the disciples one after another. Although no one was injured, the ground of the dojo was scraped into potholes, and the grass and trees on all sides fell down. It was horrible.

The disciples drew out their swords one after another, and the spirit swords gleamed coldly in the moonlight. All of them were so excited that they wanted to smash the man on the high ground to pieces in order to relieve the hatred in their hearts.And Feng Tingyun didn't show mercy, he didn't even make a move, many monsters and beasts Moxiu appeared in the midair, and they quietly surrounded Misty Peak.

These monsters and demon cultivators didn't do anything, but they all sneered sinisterly, covering the ground in darkness, completely enveloping the people in the dojo.

Soon, the disciples and elders of Linxianzong realized that they had been tricked, "Lord, even if you kill us all, it will be useless. The man who handed over at the beginning has not yet formed a soul, and he died a long time ago. Now the corpse is about to die." Rotten, can't he be buried in the ground? How long are you going to make trouble?!"

Feng Tingyun's face was distorted a few pounds, and even though Rong Xin was far away, he could still feel his tyrannical and furious emotions, the aura of destroying everything was beyond the reach of a normal person.

Feng Tingyun said gloomyly, "I have no choice but to entrust him to you... unexpectedly... If this is the case, then the entire Linxian Sect will be buried with him!"

Rong Xin's back was wet and cold.

What's going on... What the hell happened, Feng Tingyun's appearance...how did he become like this?

Obviously he has transformed the Yin Valley.Why is this person still blackened, and the entire Immortal Sect is buried with him? Isn't this deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, and pushing himself to the point where he will never be restored?

Just as Rong Xin wanted to stand up and stop him, someone suddenly pulled him from behind covering his mouth, Rong Xin struggled a bit, and the man said behind him, "Junior Brother, don't call, it's me."

Rong Xin opened his eyes wide, and the man let go of his hand, "Senior Brother Mu Jing?!"

Mu Jing laughed and said, "Junior brother, long time no see. But I won't talk nonsense, I want to send you out of here, come with me quickly."

Rong Xin looked at Feng Tingyun who was about to get angry on the high ground, "He..."

Mu Jing was not surprised, "Leave him alone, we are all used to it, and it's just to vent our anger when we make a fuss. Junior Brother Ye will take care of it later, come with me quickly."

"No! Is this enough? Is it really okay to leave it alone?!" Rong Xin was shocked.

Mu Jing waved her hand, "Trust me, they'll be fine, there are even worse troubles than this one. Well, look, isn't this person here?"

Ye Linran came from mid-air with a sword in his hands, and stabbed straight at Feng Tingyun. The two confronted each other with swords, and jumped from the high ground to the peak of Misty Peak.

Not long after, Zhao Tingyu joined the melee with his sword in hand, Feng Tingyun was able to fight against two with one, the three of them fought indiscriminately, their spiritual power leaked out, the peak seemed to be rumbling and trembling due to the fighting between the three, The disciples below watched anxiously and excitedly.

Mu Jing tugged at his arm, and said sternly, "Let's go, Junior Brother, if you don't leave, it will be too late."

Rong Xin didn't have time to ask why he was too late, Mu Jing took him to Yujian, and fled Linxianzong in a hurry.

When the two of them fell from Yujian, they fell into a panic, "I said, Senior Brother Mu Jing, why are your Yujian skills still so bad, you can't even control the direction!"

Mu Jing stretched out her hand and flicked his head, "Isn't it because I brought you with me, I'm usually fine by myself."

"Fart. You think I don't know that you like to be lazy at ordinary times, and when you go out of the mountain, you can rub as much as you can. I have never bothered to fend off the sword."

Mu Jing seemed to be poked at the heart, wrinkled her nose and scolded, "Stinky boy, what a risk my brother took to save you, yet you still despise me, see if I'll take your skin off!"

Rong Xin raised his hand and surrendered, "Okay, okay, Third Senior Brother, what's going on?"

After listening to Rong Xin's question, Mu Jing changed a sad face, "It's a long story. Back then, the second senior brother, no, it should be said that he was the lord of the southern border. He hid your reshaped body in the cold spring of the ice mountain. , go alone to find your three souls and seven souls. I don’t know why, but only the soul of life can’t be found, Master Yuan said that your soul of life is in another world, and you don’t want to come back.”

"If you can't find the soul of life, everything you did before was in vain. Later, he didn't know what he said to the master, and the master brought you back to Linxianzong. From then on, it will be like this, he will come every now and then VIP."

The soul of life is in another world?He rubbed his head. After his consciousness dissipated, he did have some vague dreams. He dreamed of himself when he was in college, but the dreams were full of strange things, and what happened did not belong to his memory.

The amount of information is too much, and Rong Xin can't digest it for a while, so he can only put it aside temporarily, "I'm not asking this, I just want to ask, why did the second senior brother become like this?"

Mu Jing looked at him suspiciously and hesitantly, "Don't you want to ask yourself?"

"...Ask me?" If he knew, why would he use such muddle-headed words?

Mu Jing paused, and muttered in a low voice, "How do other people know about the bad debt between you and him?"

"What bad debt?" Rong Xin was dissatisfied, he didn't know how much he had to worry about Feng Tingyun.

Mu Jing snorted again, "I don't know, but when I was refining medicine in the Misty Peak, I heard the disciples who came back from the experience vividly tell me that your relationship was bumpy, and you were poisoned because of him, and you had to get married in Bailing Villa later. A couple who have become enlightened, a third person appeared in the middle, how did you give your true feelings for the second senior brother before, and after you died in Jialeng Temple, the second senior brother was shocked by his friendship for you, and would rather spend the day by guarding your dead body ..."

"...What's the mess?" Rong Xin was at a loss.

Mu Jing said, "I also think it's weird, you have been at odds with each other before, how could a temper like yours be so good to the second senior brother... I don't believe it."

"Don't you believe it's still very exciting?!"

"Isn't this the hard work of cultivation, so listen to it?" Mu Jing coughed, "Anyway, I don't know what happened between you, I only know that the second senior brother has indeed changed a lot after he went to Jialeng Temple, and he went alone In the territory of Chiyan, the leader of Chiyan was subdued, and he became the lord of the southern border."

"Then... Master expelled him from the school?" The Chiyan Territory is a complicated place, where monsters gather, and demon cultivators are everywhere. Many vicious and vicious people in the Northern Territory have hid there. Becoming the lord of Southern Border... must have paid something.

"No, after all, Master is also... Hey, I can't tell. Others are fine, but what happened to you made everything messed up. You should not go back to the mountain gate for the time being. If the second senior brother didn't find you, I guess Will give up... right?"

Be more confident, remove the word “吧” from the back.

"We don't know what he is looking for you for. We can only be sure that he is just putting on a show and will not hurt the disciples of Lin Xianzong. So if you leave, it may be good for him and the master."

Thinking of the scene in the cave, Rong Xin felt that Xuan Ce protected him too much...he just wanted to stay as far away from him as possible.

"I hope so. Brother, I want to go to Taixuzong to find my father. I will miss him when I wake up."

Mu Jing sighed, "It's really not easy to be the master of the city, just go ahead. It's just that the cultivation world has not been peaceful recently. A few days ago, I heard that several disciples of the major immortal sects died for no reason, and they were all people with advanced cultivation bases. The death is miserable, you should be careful in everything."

The author has something to say: Feng Tingyun: "Hand it over."

Rong Xin: "No."

Feng: "Really don't pay?"

Rong: "No."

Feng: "Then don't regret it."

After a while.

Rong: "Just hand it over, isn't it just candied dates? Do you need to rob me like this???"

Feng (wiping his mouth): "Nothing else is sweet."