Time is fleeting and fleeting.
Two years later.
Zhao Yongqi practiced in a quiet room.
The Weishan Palace is a place for discussion, and for his daily practice, he has a specially built secret room. On the ground is a normal bamboo pavilion, and below is a secret room made of solid stone.
In order to facilitate his coming and going, the secret room is not far from Weishan Palace, and is also guarded by the ninth-grade magic circle "Little Ruyi Bell Array". Originally, the great elder said that he would arrange for several monks to take turns guarding him, but Zhao Yongqi refused.
If you have that time, you might as well let those monks practice. If something happens, you might have to protect them yourself.
Sudden.
"Ring ring ring..."
In the southeast corner of the secret room, a golden and silver wind chime automatically sounded in the absence of wind, ringing a pleasant tinkling sound.
"somebody is coming?"
Zhao Yongqi moved slightly.
Only when someone from the outside actively touches the small Ruyi Bell Array will the wind chimes in the secret room report the message, and not many people know that the wind chimes send messages. Apart from the elders and deacons, there are only a few people who are close to him or more important.
He slowly converged his skills.
Three water-blue rings appeared on his body, and he was already at the third level of Qi training.
He was able to advance to the third level of Qi training within two years, not only because the spiritual energy in Weishan in Southern Xinjiang was more abundant than in Weishan in Luo Kingdom, but also because he used medium-grade spiritual stones regardless of consumption. This was also because he was the clan leader and could withstand it. Such consumption.
Zhao Yongqi stood tall.
I don't know if it's because of his aura, but he's half a head taller than before. He's now over five feet tall, over 1.75 meters tall.
This made him look nothing like a thirteen-year-old boy.
Being in power for a long time has allowed him to develop a touch of majesty, but if you observe carefully, you can still see that he still has a touch of youthfulness.
Go upstairs.
Through the small Ruyi Bell Formation, he "saw" the figure waiting outside.
"is her?"
A look of surprise appeared on Zhao Yongqi's face. This girl was a rare visitor, and it seemed that she had never visited on her own initiative.
"Fuyu, come in."
As he spoke, he controlled the formation to open the passage.
The characteristics of the small Ruyi Bell Array are transformation and defense. If you look at the attic where Zhao Yongqi is from the outside, you can only see a forest. Only when Zhao Yongqi takes the initiative to open the passage, will the woods reveal a passage and reveal the attic inside.
Zhao Fuyu slowly walked into the attic.
After two years, she also grew taller and her body gradually developed, but she was still a head behind Zhao Yong.
As she got closer, the faint fragrance wafted from her body, and Zhao Yongqi saw it more clearly.
Zhao Fuyu is wearing a light blue dress, with smooth black hair reaching her waist. After being trained by the third elder and Zhao Chongxue, her whole person has become more elegant. She is completely different from the gray-headed wild girl when she just awakened her spiritual roots. There is an air of elegance in every gesture.
What made Zhao Yongqi even more concerned was.
The eyes on her delicate face were actually red, as if she had cried, and there was a hint of sadness on her face.
"Fuyu, sit down quickly, what's wrong? Who bullied you?"
Zhao Yongqi said with concern: "Tell it to the clan leader, and the clan leader will make the decision for you."
no way.
Two years later, although twenty-two spiritual root qualifications were discovered in the mortal world, Zhao Fuyu was still the only one in the Zhao family with three spiritual root qualifications, and Zhao Yongqi had to treasure it.
It's okay if he doesn't speak.
Just after he finished speaking, Zhao Fuyu's eyes turned red again, and tears flowed down like raindrops.
"Why are you crying......"
Zhao Yongqi quickly stepped forward and patted his shoulders to comfort him.
What he didn't expect was that Zhao Fuyu cried louder, sobbing silently at first. As Zhao Yongqi stepped forward to comfort her, her head was naturally buried in Zhao Yongqi's chest, and her crying could no longer stop.
"Woooo..."
"Woo..."
"Don't whine... No, don't cry." Although his clothes were wet with tears, Zhao Yongqi couldn't push her away. He had no choice but to say: "What happened? Tell me, the patriarch must be You do justice.”
Is it a matter of cultivation?
Or was he bullied by Zhao Yongwen?
or......
Zhao Yongqi had several thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't be sure. These things wouldn't make him so heartbroken, right?
"Ugh... Chief, I want to join the caravan."
Zhao Fuyu wiped his nose and tears on Zhao Yongqi's blue shirt, sobbing and saying words that probably surprised him.
"Caravan?"
Zhao Yongqi could not understand how Zhao Fuyu, who was usually very well-behaved, suddenly became like this because he joined the caravan.
He suddenly remembered something.
I remember that half a year ago, when he was about to place Zhao Chongshan in the caravan, the great elder mentioned to him that Zhao Fuyu's brother Zhao Mu also joined the caravan. Could it be related to this matter?
Zhao family caravan.
It consists of twelve resident monks and more than fifty mortals.
These mortals are all martial arts masters. With the elixir provided by the Zhao family, most of them have been promoted to innate beings. This is also a helpless measure due to the lack of monks.
It was naturally impossible for Zhao Yongqi to let Zhao Fuyu go to the caravan.
The caravan is so dangerous, and you might not be able to come back if you go there.
But verbally, he patted her head and comforted her: "Fuyu, it's not impossible to go to the caravan, but you have to tell me what happened so that I can make a decision. Are you right?"
Zhao Yongqi can guarantee it.
These were the gentlest words he had ever said in his life.
"Woooo..."
Zhao Fuyu still buried his head in his chest and cried: "I, ugh... my brother is in the caravan, this time, this time he did not come back. I want to find him."
Sure enough.
Zhao Yongqi knew clearly that something had really happened to her brother. If it hadn't been for her brother, other things wouldn't have made her so sad.
He was thinking about how to dissuade her from going to the caravan.
He asked: "Fuyu, where did your brother stay or what happened? Have you asked anyone in the caravan?"
"asked."
Zhao Fuyu's voice was like a mosquito: "Uncle Chongxiu told me that they encountered a black iron centipede that was comparable to the late stage of Qi training. After fighting the black iron centipede, my brother disappeared and his body was not seen. "
"In this way..."
Zhao Yongqi thought thoughtfully: "Your brother is just missing, not necessarily dead."
"How about this."
Zhao Yongqi would definitely not let her join the caravan, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he looked around and said other things: "Go and find Deacon Chongxiu, and I will ask him what happened and see if there is anything missing. .”
"never mind."
After the words fell, Zhao Yongqi looked at her pitiful appearance, with tears still hanging on her face. To show his respect and to prevent Zhao Fuyu from doing anything stupid, he said again: "I will follow you to find Deacon Chongxiu. I must Find out about this."
Say it.
He took Zhao Fuyu's soft little hand and walked out.
in mind.
Zhao Yongqi was thinking about how to make Zhao Fuyu voluntarily give up the idea of going to the caravan without forcing him.
