Yin Xueze looked at Zhao Jinxu in astonishment.
Zhao Jinxu said calmly: "I will make a copy of all the secret formations of the Zhao family and bring them back to the sect. Let them fight for the position of the head of the family."
Yin Xueze: "Why?"
Zhao Jinxu: "I want to concentrate on studying the formation and have no time to manage the family."
Yin Xueze was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, his expression became serious.
"Have you thought it through?"
Zhao Jinxu's eyes suddenly changed.
He stared into Yin Xueze's eyes and said in a deep voice:
"Do you think I was in great pain and impulsive?"
Yin Xueze was startled and opened his mouth as if to explain, but then heard Zhao Jinxu say coldly:
"I'm not a kid anymore."
Zhao Jinxu's eyes were dark as he stared at the stunned person in front of him and took steps forward.
"I knew what I was doing, I had thought of all the options, and this was all I could do."
He walked towards him step by step, slowly and heavily.
"It turns out that losing someone important is like this. I don't want to experience it anymore. Do you understand?"
The wind blew up for no reason in the mourning hall, with white shadows and mourning clothes flying around, making people look like ghosts.
"No matter what, I can't lose again..."
The light in front of him was blocked, and the sound seemed to come from the darkness.
Yin Xueze's breath was suffocated.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered the slightly subtle words he said when he was reflected in the mirror before leaving.
So, when Zhao Jinxu stretched out his hand and before he finished speaking, he shouted hastily:
"Jinxu!"
This sound activated spiritual power, shocking the soul, the air was also frozen, and the ground was covered with frost.
Zhao Jinxu's figure paused.
His eyes flickered, he retracted his hand and lowered his eyes.
"...Don't worry, I have indeed thought it through."
His demeanor and tone returned to normal, completely different from the one just now.
Yin Xueze pursed his lips tightly and stared at him deeply.
Zhao Jinxu raised his eyelashes to look at him, then lowered them to look at the frosty white under his feet.
"I'm not in a good mood and I overreacted. Don't be angry with me."
Yin Xueze: "I'm worried."
He then changed the subject and asked: "Do you want the position of the head of the family but can't take it into consideration, or do you not care?"
Zhao Jinxu said seriously: "I don't care. I grew up in the Zhenwu Academy. I am neither familiar with nor close to the Zhao family. I am not interested in things like power. I don't care who sits in that position."
He looked up at the huge word "Dian" in the hall.
"I don't know if it's the right thing to do, but no matter what, I... will never regret it."
As he finished speaking, his eyes vaguely glanced at something.
In the deserted corner, white curtains fluttered gently.
…
In the city, Hua Chunning and Min Xuan were sitting by the window on the upper floor of the pavilion.
From here, you can see a flat road winding out from the mountains leading to the city.
At the beginning of the road that is out of sight, at the entrance of the mountain village, there is a tall stone tablet, inscribed with the inscriptions on the road construction kindness of two Kunhuang Sect members.
Min Xuan used her spiritual power to warm the cold tea in front of Hua Chunning and waited quietly.
Hua Chunning's eyes wandered back and forth on the map in her hand. After a while, she put down the map and took a sip of tea.
Min Xuan: "Where should we go next?"
Hua Chunning moved her finger and clicked on an icon on the map, and information about a small town appeared.
The town is under the jurisdiction of a small sect. It has a small population and is plagued by floods all year round. Representatives elected by the residents of the town went to the sect's headquarters several times to ask the monks to solve the flooding problem, but they were rejected.
Min Xuan read the message and asked: "Leaving now?"
Hua Chunning did not answer.
She was stuck in her thoughts, her brows furrowed slightly, and her expression looked solemn.
Min Xuan leaned closer and looked at her in confusion.
After a long time, Hua Chunning sighed softly and turned to look out the window.
"Now that the world is in chaos, and countless people are displaced and in danger, it would be unavoidable for me to wander to the rear at this time to gain fame and popularity..."
The unfinished words turned into sighs.
Min Xuan thought for a moment and said, "But we are not just seeking fame and reputation. We have done practical things and helped others."
Hua Chunning: "Everything has its priorities."
Min Xuan: "Then, do we want to change our plan?"
The expression on Hua Chunning's face changed.
Min Xuan pointed at the map.
"You paid a lot of money to get this 'customized guide for doing good and becoming famous' from Qian Xiaocai. Qian Xiaocai said that as time goes by, the situation in these places may change, making our trip in vain .”
Hua Chunning was silent in thought.
…
During this period, Luo Qi came to Shixindao whenever he had time.
Although Dr. Wei gave her a pass to enter and leave Shixin Island freely, she still informed Jing Yingrong every time she came. If Dr. Wei is in the room, she will also go to see him.
Jing Yingrong also went to the nursing home with Luo Qi every time, so she got to know the monks who were in coma one by one.
This can be regarded as a small episode in daily life. Another thing is that not long ago, Jing Yingrong went to find two experts who studied pearl clams and aquatic animals that Yu Xian introduced before.
Of those two people, one died in the disaster, and the other was recovering from serious injuries and could barely move, so they followed Jing Yingrong to the bay.
The other party was first shocked by the rich nutrients in the bay, and then became speechless because of the strange-shaped mother shell.
After surveying the site for a long time, the other party finally collected some samples of water bodies and mother oysters, brought them back for study, and told Jing Yingrong if they had any results.
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Time flies to today, and Jing Yingrong once again encountered a bottleneck in researching the Fallen God Stone.
She didn't think about it by herself this time, and immediately went to Dr. Wei to apply for going out.
The destination is Qi Pavilion.
Wu Yaochen knew several skilled casters. He had not had time to bring Jing Yingrong to meet people in person, so before leaving, he made a special trip to enter the information of those casters into jade slips and send them to Jing Yingrong.
When they arrived at the Qi Pavilion, Jing Yingrong reported a few names to the disciples on duty and asked, "Is any of them on duty today?"
Ji Shajian interjected: "Did you underreport one person?"
Jing Yingrong: "Yes."
"Why don't you retaliate against that person?"
"Because he is in Room 11 on the fourth floor of the nursing home."
"..."
At the same time, the disciple on duty shook his head and replied: "Sister, I don't know something. Master Zhuo and Master Yang were killed in the mountain gate disaster, and Master Guan is still in seclusion to recuperate. Among the people you want to find, only Uncle Ding Huai is fine, but Uncle Ding has been busy presiding over the repair and reconstruction of the Star Cannon recently, so she is not in the pavilion, and she does not know when she will return."
Jing Yingrong said "oh".
Disciple on duty: "Senior sister, do you have something important to do?"
Jing Yingrong: "Important, but not urgent."
"That being the case... let's do this. Senior sister, please leave a message. When Uncle Ding comes back, I will report the matter to her."
Jing Yingrong followed the instructions and gave the other person a jade slip. In addition to his identity information, it also included a purpose - he wanted to ask someone to customize an item.
After coming out of Qi Pavilion, Jing Yingrong did not immediately leave to return to Shixin Island. She stood still, thinking about something.
Jijiebi: "What are you thinking about?"
Jing Yingrong: "I wonder if I should go to other places and find other casters."
Jiyanzhu: "I think it's okay! Find a few more, from different casting schools, and give them a try."
Ji Sha Sword: "It's too troublesome to look for them one by one. Is there any sect in the human race that specializes in forging weapons?"
Ji Jie Bi: "I remember that there is, but I think it is best not to let too many people know what the mirror is going to do for the time being."
"So what if you know..."
The three spirits were discussing when they suddenly heard the reflection in the mirror saying: "I thought of it."
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"A place with many casters."
Jing Yingrong's eyes sparkled, "And, he can keep secrets."
