Ji Yiming didn't go to the next day's Qianlong Yuan and Yandao Friendship Party.

He didn't even say hello to a few acquaintances such as Ying Xingtian, Ou Haichao and Yu Zhenzhen, and stepped on the return train on his own - still from Suifenhe Station to Harbin, and then back to Hanzhong City.

It's just that this time he stayed in Harbin for most of the day, and deliberately went to the Huining Mansion ruins on the west side of Bincheng District to take a look. After experiencing the fake Huining Mansion built by the Zhongxing patriarchs of Wumen thousands of years ago, and then seeing the Huining ruins that were really started to build the north and south cities by Jin Xizong, there is always an inexplicable emotion.

He stayed in the ruins for two hours before quietly leaving.

Time flies on the train, but Ji Yiming always has one thing in his heart.

Jiang Zhiyou has not been seen until now, and originally thought that the next clue would be found after solving the ruins of the "former Qing Ancestral Land", but there is still no trace until now.

"Little Quiet ...... Where did you go, guiding me all the way to follow Ying Xingtian and Qianlong Yuan to explore these ruins, what kind of idea was your idea?" he looked out the car window at the speeding scenery, his eyes full of many unsolvable doubts.

The secret in his own bloodline, the "thing" that Jiang Zhiyou was looking for, and the Hanzhong University where the leaders of Yandao and the leaders of Qianlong Yuan all gathered, ...... What kind of secret is hidden?

Will these secrets ever be solved?

Unconsciously, Ji Yiming began to feel a little tired, not physically or even mentally. To be precise, it should be my own emotions, which have been extremely exhausted by the continuous changes in the past few days.

If I continue to follow Qianlong Yuan and Win Xingtian, will this be my future life?

Become a member of the Qianlong Yuan and become a member of the cultivator world with a high salary......

Is this kind of life really what I want?

Ji Yiming closed his eyes slightly, and fell asleep on the train seat.

He hadn't slept since the morning before yesterday, although after his realm broke through to the top of the martial arts, sleeping, a way for ordinary people to recover their physical strength, could be completely replaced by practice and meditation.

But this night, he unexpectedly slept soundly, and even snored softly.

It wasn't until the train arrived at Hanzhong Station that Ji Yiming quietly opened his eyes, got up and got off the train with his luggage, his movements were soft and fast, his body was straight and powerful, and he didn't have the confusion that ordinary people just woke up.

God is full of energy.

It's just that before leaving the exit gate of the station, he has always had a strange feeling in his heart. I can't tell the truth, as if something is slowly changing in the bottom of my heart or in the deepest part of my spiritual sense, somewhere that even he doesn't know.

After buying a ticket to return to Hanzhong, he no longer has much savings, and he may not even be able to make up a hundred yuan when he is full, and he may not have to worry much about the hourly workers who may have to rush to the gym to make a day-end in the past, but now he has a lot of priceless Nanhong, green pine, crystal and Mocui.

Even if you don't take it out and sell it, you naturally have enough confidence not to worry about starving to death.

"Hey, Ji Yiming, are you back?"

As soon as I walked into the gate of the campus of Hanzhong University, a few girls walked in front of me and immediately raised their hands and shouted when they saw Ji Yiming: "I went out silently for a few days, I don't know if your goddess Jiang has come back?"

It was Luo Jing, Zhu Qianqian and a few other classmates he was familiar with who spoke, and their expressions were full of gossip: "Where did you go, just missed it! Did she call you back?"

Jiang Zhiyou has come back?!

Ji Yiming was shocked, and hurriedly walked in front of several people, grabbed Zhu Qianqian and asked, "When did it happen, where is she now?"

"I came back for a while, as if I had gone to the faculty dormitory to get something. Zhu Qianqian slapped off his palm, but she didn't think it was a pestle: "I didn't see it with my own eyes, it was Luo Jing who said it." ”

When Ji Yiming turned his head to Luo Jing, the latter immediately took half a step back, for fear that he would be too excited to follow: "I only saw it once, and it was next to the faculty dormitory." I also said a few words to her at that time and asked about your situation. ”

"And then?"

Then I watched her go to the dorm and pick up a suitcase and leave. Luo Jing brushed her hair, thought about it and added: "Louis Vuitton's!"

"Didn't she leave me anything?"

"Oh, yes!" Luo Jing patted her head like she remembered something: "She said, it's over, let you stop looking for her." ”

The short-haired girl looked at Ji Yiming with a little more sympathy on her face: "Hey, such a goddess doesn't belong to us mortals in the first place, little brother, you admit defeat." It is not a loss to be able to talk to the goddess about a love that says to break up and break up. ”

Ji Yiming groaned for a while: "Can you take me to the faculty dormitory?"

"Still don't give up?" Luo Jing and Zhu Qianqian sighed in unison, and then ignited the fire of gossip at the same time: "Let's go, go with you!"

Ji Yiming hadn't been to the faculty dormitory a few times, and even when he fell in love with Jiang Zhiyou before, the latter was rarely invited here, but the logistics aunt at the door still remembered him, the "man of the hour", and raised her hand to say hello as soon as they met: "Big brother, come to find your girlfriend again?"

The people next to him seemed to be smiling and smiling, Ji Yiming said hello to his aunt with some embarrassment, and hurriedly went upstairs.

A few people found the single dormitory on the third floor that used to belong to Jiang Zhiyou from memory, and the door was open, and there was nothing inside except for the original furniture of the school, and it didn't even look like someone had lived in it not long ago.

Luo Jing and the girls still looked inside cautiously with curious expressions, and Ji Yiming had already taken the lead in seeing a note on the top table, and quickly stepped forward to pick it up.

"What is written, what is written?"

The three girls put their heads together to look, and Ji Yiming hesitated and didn't stop.

This time it's not the "seal" that I was used to before, it's just a simple modern simplified character. The iron hook is silver-marked, and Juanxiu, who has no girl's handwriting, has a natural and free taste: "Thank you, goodbye." ”

"Ah, mourning. The three girls patted Ji Yiming's shoulder on both sides and didn't say anything more.

The latter shook his head and smiled, said goodbye to them, and slowly left the campus alone.

The direction he went was the only place he traveled with Jiang Zhiyou, Famen Temple Tower.

It is also the place where he and the latter are most satisfied with a group photo.

Ji Yiming walked around the temple silently, returned to the gate and took a selfie in the same place, and then left quietly alone.

He went to several lively streets and alleys in Hanzhong City, went to the shopping mall where he had eaten with Jiang Zhiyou, and even sat for a while in the lobby of the five-star hotel where the two went to Wushan Yunyu for the only time.

He didn't say a word during the whole process, his expression was calm and his movements were gentle. Even when he walked, he didn't use the power that belonged to a martial arts practitioner, and he walked slowly in a car, only the light of memories occasionally flowing in his eyes.

Half of the day has passed.

Then Ji Yiming returned to the campus of Hanzhong University, sat with his back against the wall on the roof of the tallest teaching building, looked up at the sky and smiled faintly on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Zhiyou left a note that he pinched on his fingertips, and kept hunting with the strong wind on the rooftop.

The bits and pieces of the past with his girlfriend kept coming to mind, and he constantly took the initiative to forget. As time passed, the expression in his eyes became more and more relieved.

The sun was sinking in the west, a crescent moon quietly floated into the sky, and darkness slowly enveloped the entire city of Hanzhong like a curtain.

Ji Yiming was still sitting quietly on the roof of the teaching building, his eyes shining.

Until the smart watch in his hand quietly lit up, a prompt sound sounded to receive a message.

He looked up, but didn't click the read button, but unexpectedly took off his watch and put it on the rooftop, then got up and left.

Under the moonlight, the sun is warm and soft, and the campus surrounded by greenery is full of tomato fruits and a slight fragrance of flowers.

and one walking under the moonlight, unhurriedly...... But more and more see the back of free and natural.

Whether it is a descendant of the Yellow Emperor's bloodline, or a hidden dragon yuan. There are so many disturbing secrets in the cultivator world, whether it is hidden in Hanzhong University or on oneself, those so-called false love and love...... There is also a special concern for Ying Xingtian who doesn't know where to start, and the blue eyes that Yu Zhen really started inexplicably.

As for the bloodline defect that he said he could not live to be thirty years old, whether he could really break through the realm of a top-grade martial artist through "Taiyi Longevity Formula" and be contacted, it was not within Ji Yiming's consideration.

The legend of the Yellow Emperor has not been broken for 5,000 years, and he doesn't believe that this bloodline will be broken on his side.

And...... He recalled the scene at the five-star hotel in Hanzhong City a month ago, and there was a slight sarcastic smile in his eyes.

So...... Is it for the sake of blood inheritance?

In this way, you might as well be as cute as the black fat man Yan Siguang directly wants to draw a few tubes of his own blood!

No matter what conspiracy you have, I'm not going to play!

The footsteps under the moonlight became faster and faster, and he became more and more chic and free, and finally walked out of the gate of Hanzhong University, drowning in the countless bustling streets of Hanzhong City and the vast sea of people.