Sheng Zijing's appearance is 50 or 60% similar to Sheng Xuanyuan's, but his outline is tougher and more mature, his expression is more stern, a pair of sword eyebrows fly into the temples, his eyes are not as dark as Sheng Xuanyuan's, they are also deep, and his nose is straight. Lips are thin.
He pursed his thin lips and stared at the young man in front of him.
"Second brother." Sheng Xuanyuan responded, "I came back today."
Sheng Zijing said to the old waiter: "Step back."
The old waiter bowed his head and said, "Yes." Then he left silently.
After Sheng Zijing looked at him several times, he said coldly: "The improvement in cultivation is too low. Don't go there next year."
Sheng Xuanyuan was noncommittal: "This study session is mainly focused on calligraphy knowledge, so naturally there won't be much time for practice."
Sheng Zijing stared at him for a while, then walked to his side and speculated again. Sheng Xuanyuan was puzzled: "Second brother, what's wrong?"
"I don't care where you have placed that part of your soul, you have to get it back next year." Sheng Zijing raised his index finger and middle finger together, a faint green light flashed, and placed it between his eyebrows, "Ah Jing, can you It’s really…”
Sheng Xuanyuan closed his eyes, let him explore his spiritual consciousness, and then said, "I won't come back."
Sheng Zijing just looked at him and said nothing.
"Second brother, I won't delay my practice because of this." Sheng Xuanyuan looked at his brother for a long time. He was far less tall than Sheng Zijing, and his shoulders were not as broad and strong as his.
"Which one is it? That boy from the Su family?"
Sheng Xuanyuan shook his head, "She is the girl I like. Her name is Qiong Yi. I will bring her to meet my second brother another day."
Sheng Zijing looked strange. After a moment of silence, he patted Sheng Xuanyuan on the shoulder, "Don't do it because she disturbed your practice. It took three or four months for you to make such progress."
Sheng Xuanyuan frowned: "No."
Sheng Zijing didn't want to talk about this topic any more: "If you really want her, you'd better wait until you can be alone before talking about the future." Then he looked at his disheveled black hair and his very casual attire: "If you don't clean yourself, come back." Just take a rest and practice with me from tomorrow."
He nodded: "Yeah."
Sheng Zijing tucked up his robe and walked away. Sheng Xuanyuan looked at the figure walking towards the side of the courtyard wall and thought silently: Since the second brother didn't mention what the disciples brought back, it proves that the tail was well hidden by the junior brothers. , check the accommodation in the evening, it is inconvenient for me to leave, I will pick it up after the morning meeting tomorrow.
Thinking about it this way, it can be considered a good arrangement.
Sheng Xuanyuan sighed and walked behind the Jingxuan Pavilion against the cold wind. As he walked down the mountain road, his body gradually became stiff from the cold. Behind the pavilion, there were green mountains and dense pine forests. Although there was no snow falling, the frost was like snow. The place he was going to was a low peak with many hanging springs and waterfalls. The rocks washed down by the waterfalls formed pools of different depths. They were deep and silent. Sheng Xuanyuan felt that they were very similar to himself.
It is living water, but it looks like a pool of death.
He took off his clothes and put them on the bank. The cold winter water was filled with white steam washed by the thin waterfall. It was slightly inferior to the biting cold wind. He entered the water without any worries.
The water in the pool was cold, piercing into the skin like a needle. Sheng Xuanyuan smoothed his hair to prevent it from blocking his sight. He looked down and saw the sparkling water reflecting his face, which was mottled and broken. Thinking of what his brother had just said, he did not deny that, at least, he was not enough now, no matter in terms of cultivation, experience, or courage.
The pool was several feet deep and his feet did not touch the bottom. As always, Sheng Xuanyuan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and sank.
This is a very ridiculous habit of his. Perhaps it is the loneliness that has been suppressed for a long time since he was a child. He will choose to jump into the deepest pool and drown himself. However, his instinct will not suffocate him. When he is about to run out of breath, he will always be pulled by himself. Get up and leave the deep pool.
This time, it is neither the deepest pool nor self-rescue.
Sheng Xuanyuan opened his eyes slightly and could see large and small bubbles floating upwards. He no longer wanted to be a slowly falling stone. The water in front of him flickered, and he was almost out of breath. He swam up to the shore and stuck his head out. His body greedily breathed in the air, and his chest kept rising and falling.
He stood up, ignored the wiping, put on his middle coat and walked back against the cold wind. Sheng Xuanyuan could feel the water on his body dripping down, and gradually condensed when the cold air blew. He calmed down and circulated his Qi, and no longer felt how cold it was.
Jingxuan Pavilion is named after the eldest brother Sheng Xuanyao. This is the residence of the three brothers since they were young. However, since Sheng Xuanyao got married seven or eight years ago, he moved out. To this day, this huge high-rise building has Only Sheng Zijing and Sheng Xuanyuan lived here, and the collateral and ordinary disciples would not come here.
The pavilion was unusually quiet, as the name suggests. Sheng Xuanyuan returned to his room to dry himself off. Without lighting a charcoal fire, he just picked up a scripture from the bookshelf, fell on the bed, and began to read the scriptures he had memorized. He had never thought that it could be so quiet here, and the sound of the wind blowing through the cracks in the windows would be so noisy. The lone eagle's call in the distance was loud and startling even when it passed through several layers of clouds.
At this time on weekdays, Su Ye would come and take away the scriptures from his hand and tell him not to read this thing. If he were not at his place and met Qiong Yi, she would be able to say a lot to him, like a chirping bird. Same.
He missed her a little.
Baishiya is not as steep and towering as Baifenshan Mountain, and it doesn't seem to be as cold as here.
Sheng Xuanyuan sat up and stopped letting his thoughts wander. He walked to the chair and took the kerchief hanging on the backrest. He rubbed his half-dry and half-wet hair. When the hair was almost dry, he returned to the bed and sat cross-legged. Next, I got rid of distracting thoughts and started the basic practice of exhaling and taking in Qi. After a while, I entered the state and was unaware of the passage of time outside.
Every day in Bai Feng was spent like this before, and it was the same now. The white clouds and gray dogs outside the window, the joys and sorrows of the world under the mountain, everything here had nothing to do with him.
*
Silver Trailer Garden.
Qiong Yi bit the half-warm and half-cold cake in his hand and looked through the books on the case. As he turned, he thought to himself: There are really very few records about Xirong...
The library in the mansion is very large, but there are very few books about the tribes in the West Desert. Qiong also read it for several days and only got some general information, many of which she had heard about before: There were four tribes in the West Desert. Large tribes have different beliefs and constant disputes. Small tribes often choose to rely on each other for survival. A hundred years ago, the three tribes attacked one and then became a three-pronged tribe. However, more than ten or twenty years ago, they were unified by an unknown small tribe like a broken bamboo. .
That small clan is now called Kunzhai.
Even after unification and the establishment of royal power, civil strife continued.
Qiong also wanted to find some historical records about the Kunzhai people, but could find almost nothing.
She put the scroll back in her hand with some disappointment, and said to herself: "That's right, the five tribes have little contact with Jianghu sects, let alone tribes far away in the desert..." She stared at the toes of her shoes. As he walked out of the library, he bumped into someone.
"I'm sorry, I didn't look at the road..." Qiong Yi looked up and saw that the person in front of her was staring at her, and it turned out to be Lu Xu.
She immediately looked away and was about to leave. Lu Xu moved to block her. He would block her wherever she wanted to go.
Qiong Yi was speechless and simply stood up straight: "Lu Xu, why are you still looking for me?"
Lu Xu no longer spoke with a bad face. His expression was very strange, with a twitchy and twisted feeling that was difficult to describe in words. It seemed that it was extremely difficult for him to treat others gently, " Lu Xiyan, I don’t want us to end like this."
Qiong also frowned: "What are you talking about? How can you and I be 'we'?"
"Then later." Lu Xu continued: "There will always be something in the future, right?"
"cannot."
"Lu Xiyan..."
"Lu Xu." Qiong Yi turned around and said, "I already told you what I should say that day. Can you just listen to me and give me some advice? I respect you as my senior brother, and I still have some politeness to express your feelings. I can't bear it, don't talk to me in such a friendly manner, you're not used to it."
Lu Xu got straight to the point: "Sheng Xuanyuan is not suitable for you. He can't give you what you want, and he can't protect you wholeheartedly."
Qiong also raised her eyebrows: "Do you know what I want?"
"I understand you, I know."
"Then tell me."
"You want to leave with Zhu Yunluo from the outer gate courtyard and live a peaceful life." Lu Xu paused, "I can live with you."
Qiong Yi whispered: "If I had you, I wouldn't have thought about it immediately..." Lu Xu didn't hear clearly and said to himself: "What Sheng Xuanyuan can't do, he can't abandon his family and family." If you go together, he will only take you to the White Ghost Mountain, which is no different from entering a cage."
"So you can give up your position as the future deputy sect leader and fly away with me?" Qiong Yi felt a little funny and asked, "It's not worth it. You might as well learn to be a director, practice swordsmanship, and then find someone else." The girl I like will be the leader of the governor's house steadily and spend my days squatting in high places. It will be more comfortable."
"Lu Xiyan!"
"Don't pull me!" Qiong Yi took a few steps back: "Peaceful days can happen everywhere. It doesn't matter if Sheng Jing takes me to Baifen. As long as he doesn't lock me up or tie me up, it's fine. I don't have such a big face. Ask him to abandon his family for me. If he abandons his family and responsibility, then I will really make a mistake."
Lu Xu's face began to turn gloomy: "How am I inferior to him?"
"No more than others, you are not as good-looking as him."
"You!" Lu Xu's anger soared. He grabbed her wrist without saying a word, pushed her hard against the bookcase, and stared at her with a threatening look. Qiong also steadied her body. She knew Lu Xu. He was easily angered. He was upright at heart and would not do anything against her. Her tone was very calm: "Well, this is just one thing. Sheng He has never done this to me."
The corner of Lu Xu's mouth twitched, and all the strength in his hand was withdrawn.
"Lu Xu, I'm afraid of you." She said, "I've always been afraid of you."
"I used to like Eldest Brother a little bit because Eldest Brother treated me very well and was very gentle. He was completely different from you."
"Even if it wasn't for Sheng Kyung, I wouldn't be tempted by you."
"You used to always call me a coward, but actually you were right, I am a complete coward."
"As timid as I am, I just want peace of mind."
Lu Xu let go and shook his head: "Lu Xiyan, you are useless."
Qiong also smiled: "You are still suitable to say such harsh words, but deep words are not suitable for you."
There were footsteps outside the door. When they came closer, they saw Yang Xiaosi and Lu Li. They looked at Lu Xu with red eyes and Qiong Yi who was silent: "Senior brother? Senior sister..."
"roll."
Lu Xu only said this word and walked deeper into the library with his back to them.
Qiong Yi didn't look back at him, and sighed to his junior brothers and sisters: "What expressions you have, it seems like I have betrayed him."
"Sister..."
"I will go up to the mountain for retreat starting tomorrow. If you have anything to say, please ask me tonight. I won't wait until it's too late."
