Chapter Eighty-Seven: Finding a Way Out Again

"Do you know Du Ruo? What is your relationship? Lin Shaoqing was not at all unhappy because of the urgency in Jingli's words.

"It's none of your business." Jingli snorted, because they didn't have anything to do with it, so she didn't want to talk about it even more.

"Du Ruo has fallen."

Jingli was about to turn around, when she suddenly heard this, her heart jumped suddenly, she looked up at Lin Shaoqing's face, and asked, "Who did you say fell?" ”

Lin Shaoqing looked at it and found that Jingli's expression was a little surprised and disappointed, but he was not too stimulated, the two should not be that kind of relationship, probably because he thought too much, so he explained: "Du Ruo failed to build the foundation eight years ago, and fell when he went out to travel. He is the beloved disciple of Elder Yao Zhu, and he lit the Soul Lamp, so there is nothing wrong with it. ”

Although Du Ruo died outside and no one saw it, it was certain that the lights went out when he died.

Eight years ago, not long after Jingli entered Tianqing Mountain, Du Ruo did say that he was going to prepare to build a foundation, but he didn't expect that he not only failed to build the foundation, but also fell later. Jingli and Du Ruo don't have any friendship, but when they heard that a disciple of a very promising sect had fallen, they were inevitably a little sad in their hearts, the cruelty of the immortal path, how many people in Qingshan could go to the end this day.

Lin Shaoqing looked at it carefully, and saw that she didn't look unacceptable, and confirmed that she should indeed not have a deep friendship with that Du Ruo, and breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, I don't blame Lin Shaoqing for thinking too much, it's just that the tone in Jingli's voice note is too much, well, too contrived, so that Lin Shaoqing has to think more.

If Jingli knew that Lin Shaoqing's thoughts would probably really collapse, she would be polite and polite just because she asked for it, but she was considered contrived by others.

"What Du Ruo can do, I should be able to do, why don't you tell me." Lin Shaoqing thought about it and felt that he should be able to help. Since Su Jingli has no love for Du Ruo, but the tone in the voice note is so ambiguous, it should be because she has asked for something. He didn't notice that this was the second time he had offered to help Jingli.

Jingli also thought about it seriously, shook her head, and refused.

She actually knew in her heart that Lin Shaoqing was able to live in Du Ruo's former cave mansion, which meant that he had been valued by Elder Yaozhu, and it should not be a lie for him to say that he could help, but even if it was Du Ruo, Jingli didn't intend to express his request too bluntly, and it was naturally the same for Lin Shaoqing.

"Okay then." Lin Shaoqing nodded and stopped pressing. He offered to help, purely because he wanted to sell a favor to the original owner of the bowl, but since the other party didn't need it, it didn't matter, and he didn't have to help.

"'I should be able to do whatever Du Ruo can do,' I smelled a sour smell...... What's the relationship between the two of you? After Lin Shaoqing left, Lin Yan suddenly jumped out. Although he couldn't understand the conversation between the two, it didn't prevent him from guessing to his heart's content.

Jingli was looking down and thinking about Du Ruo, when Lin Yan suddenly appeared, startled her, gave him a roll of his eyes, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Oh, I finally remembered, that person just now wasn't that Lin Shaoqing, the first place in the entry test, it turns out that you know each other. If it weren't for him, I would be number one, and that bastard, not only robbed me of the first, but actually looked more handsome than me, which was too much. ”

Lin Yan suddenly remembered where he had seen that familiar face, Lin Shaoqing's appearance was eye-catching, almost unforgettable, even if it was a one-sided relationship in the crowd at that time, he could also make people remember.

Hearing this, Jingli couldn't help but turn around and teased, "Aren't most monks more handsome than you?" ”

"What do you say? Are you looking down on your master? Lin Yan jumped to his feet excitedly, forgetting what he originally wanted to say, chasing after Jingli's buttocks, asking her to explain clearly.

Jingli plucked his ears with his little finger, and then blew on his fingers very indecently, and asked calmly: "Turn left and go down the mountain from the mountain gate, there are people who buy mirrors in Fuyu City, if they are too far, turn right out of the Ming Fu Courtyard and go up the mountain, there is a person in Fang City who buys women's repair supplies, but I don't know if there are mirrors." ”

"You...... You bully me......" Lin Yan rushed out of the door with a whimper.

He, he hates what others say about his appearance, is it his fault that he looks so ordinary?

Cui Ming happened to enter the door at this time and passed by Lin Yan, he looked at Lin Yan's back suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Jingli stood up straight, smiled gently, and said, "I went to buy a mirror." ”

Mirror? Not all men are suitable for mothers, especially if they don't look very good, it's better not to be mothers, Cui Ming muttered quietly.

Jingli held back a smile and bowed her head silently.

Although he teased Lin Yan a little, Jingli's mood was not good, in fact, it should be very heavy.

Originally, contacting Du Ruo was a way for her to get closer to her goal in a roundabout way, but now this road is broken.

She also wanted to simply raise her head to the sky and let out a long roar, "I am the twin spirit root of ice and fire", but thinking of the consequences of doing so, it is more likely that she will be tortured to extract a confession and then be killed. The secret practice of a sect was directly shouted out by others, where did this secret come from? How could the sect not ask.

If she told the Master's affairs, how could she win the trust of others, how could she explain the fact that the Master had taken disciples outside but did not return to the sect, and most importantly, she did not have any tokens of the Master.

These days, although she is depressed, there is still hope in her heart, and now that this hope is broken, she has to find a new way.

"Deacon Cui, if you want to see the records of the elders of the sect, where should you go?" Master's original cultivation was in the Dan period, and he belonged to the elders of the sect, so it stands to reason that there should be records in the sect.

"Naturally, it's a sect library, what do you want to see?" Cui Ming is a little strange, this kind of sect history is actually used to show off, although it is a record, but who will look at it if they have nothing to do.

"Just wanted to take a casual look." Jingli replied absentmindedly.

The Sect Library Pavilion is located on the sub-peak of Qiling Peak, to which the head belongs, with a total of three floors, the first floor is open to all disciples, the second floor is open to the disciples of Zhuji, and the third floor is not open to the public. The history of the development of the sect and the biographies of various elders are on the first floor, which is an open area.

There are many people in the library of Tianqing Mountain, lying or standing, and there are people on almost every shelf. Because the outer disciples do not have the guidance of the master, their own cultivation exercises can only be found here, but there are so many Taoist exercises, it is difficult to find the one that suits them, therefore, there are many people who are fighting here for a long time, and some people even turn around the entire library to find the most suitable exercises for themselves.

Jingli has the entry-level exercises left by her master, and she doesn't plan to look at other ones now, she is worried that she will not be able to repair the "Ice and Fire Technique" in the future after practicing other exercises, so she went directly to the area that records the history of the sect.