Lu Xing frowned slightly, and asked, "Mr. doesn't know Mowu?" Have you ever heard the allusion of Mozi casting the twelfth floor of white jade? ”

The old man in the sand was slightly stunned, twisted his eyebrows and thought, as if he was flipping through the memories in his mind, and after a long time, he said, "I, I don't know." Let me ask you one thing, are the people of Xiqin doing well now? ”

Xiqin? Could it be that it is five dynasties and ten kingdoms, no, how can you not know the twelfth floor of Baiyu. Mo Fei, Mo Fei, it's Da Qin! Lu Xing's mind was surging, and he hurriedly asked, "Sir, do you know Qin Shi Huang?" ”

The old man's pupils paused slightly, and he seemed to be trying to think about every word Lu Xing said, and said, "First Emperor, Qin? Could it be that the Western Qin in later generations has the ability to step out of the Hangu Pass? It shouldn't be, Xiqin is not tolerated by the way of heaven......"

"Ah...... Ahh The old man in the sand gritted his teeth and trembled, and flying sand came out of his body, as if the whole sand body was about to shatter.

"Sir, sir?" Lu Xing asked tentatively, and the old man in the sand seemed to be suffering greatly.

"Ahh

Lu Xing tried to mobilize the sword intent, but was dispersed by a brutal force.

"Lu Xing, you are not a Confucian student, you dare to step into the ruins of Wendao! I spare your life and imprison you in the stone room, and if you fail to cultivate the Great Qi before the end of the trial, the treasures in the ruins will be lost to you. ”

Looking at the old man in the sand who suddenly changed his appearance in front of him, Lu Xing was silent, and his mind secretly communicated with the sword to prevent the owner of the Wendao ruins from killing him.

With the convergence of wind and sand, a teleportation circle condensed at the foot of Lu Xing. Lu Xing's afterglow looked at the side of the old man in the sand, only to see his right hand trembling hard, and his little thumb wrote two words on the sand, and then quickly erased it.

The light was shining, and Lu Xing was teleported to the library stone room, and there were two small seal characters deep in his mind - "Xianqin".

……

Boundless desert, groups of people walking on the sand dunes.

"I, where am I...... Tan Jing opened her eyes in a daze, her body was a little bumpy, and she realized that she seemed to be on someone else's back.

"Lu, Xing, is it you......" She tightened her hand around Han Rui's neck until the fragrance of ancient bamboo wafted into her nose, and her heart suddenly dawned: it was not Lu Xing, Lu Xing's body had the salty smell of seawater.

Tan Jing patted Han Rui's juniors and said softly; "Senior Brother Han, let me down, I can go."

Han Rui paused, hurriedly put Tan Rui down, handed over a kettle, and said, "It's good that my sister is awake, if something really happens to you, I won't be ashamed to see my master again." ”

The crowd around them also stopped, handed over dry food and greeted Tan Jing for warmth.

"Senior sister, can I worry about death? I thought you couldn't escape from the sea beasts......"

"What are you talking about, junior sister eat some dry food, I'm hungry all the way."

Han Rui raised her head, her eyes flickering, looking for the figure of Lu Xing in the crowd, there was the concern of the academy disciple in her ears, but her heart was really flustered.

What about overland? What about the land trip...... Where is he!

Tan Jing spoke anxiously and asked, "Have you seen Lu Xinglu?" ”

The noise was as strong as a fire, but it was extinguished by a plate of cold water. Whether it was a disciple of the academy or a disciple of the poor sect, their expressions were twisted, and they bowed their heads and were silent.

"Han, senior brother, what about Lu Xing? Where is he? Tan Jing's gaze swept over everyone several times, but she didn't get a reply for a long time, she had to look at Han Rui, her trembling voice with a hint of pleading.

Han Rui also lowered his head, seemingly unwilling to answer Tan Jing's question. In his understanding, no matter how high Lu Xing's kendo cultivation is, he is only a mortal body, how can he survive under the overturning of the sand mountain containing the rules of heaven and earth?

Lu Xing is indeed a noble status, but there has never been any talk of power in the ruins of Wendao. Unless you have a heroic aura, you can choose to teleport away in the face of a life-and-death crisis.

"You answer me, did Lu Xing fail the assessment and was teleported away?" Tan Jing looked flustered, and when she saw the ring on the middle finger of her right hand, her heart suddenly felt grabbed.

Finally, a disciple of the Han Sect couldn't help it and shouted, "Who said Brother Lu is dead?" He just stopped the sandstorm for us! ”

"I ......" A hint of clarity flashed in Tan Jing's eyes, and said: "I'll go find him, the sandstorm can't kill him, if he is seriously injured and has been lying in the sand, then he will die." ”

Tan Jing picked up a pot of water and some dry food, and walked outside, talking about the direction, contrary to everyone.

"Senior sister, I'll go with you." Zhuo Dong was kicked out by Han Rui and said loudly.

"That is, let's go to find Lu Xing together, multiple people and multiple forces." Several disciples of the cold sect came out enthusiastically and packed their bags one after another.

"No need! It's enough for me to go alone. Tan Jing shook her head and rejected the kindness of many senior brothers, and said, "I don't mean to hold you accountable, it's just that Lu Xing saved my life, and I have to save him." ”

A light breeze blew, kicking up a puff of dust.

Han Rui stopped and stood, holding the hand of the spirit bead secretly. It was the first time he had seen such a Tan Jing, which was completely different from his previous liveliness and intelligence.

Tan Jingyuan looked at Han Rui and said, "Senior brother, don't worry about me, if you really encounter an unstoppable danger, I will use Haoran Qi to trigger the teleportation array, at most if you fail the assessment, there will be no danger to your life." ”

Alive, Tan Jing packed her bags and walked towards the bottom of the hill, her white dress bathed in the sun, like dusk.

After walking for a while, Tan Jing paused. There was no end in sight to the desert, so she naturally wouldn't look for it blindly, so she reached out to the bun with her right hand and took off a wooden hairpin.

The protruding place at the top of the wooden hairpin is engraved with the word "Wen", which is the natal character of her master.

"Wenfuzi, please."

The end of the wooden hairpin inscription flashed with gold, and the heroic righteousness gathered into a thick-robed man in front of Tan Jing.

Wen Fuzi stretched out his hand to probe, and countless sands and dust condensed into a ring ruler in his hand. He held the ruler in his hand, stretched out his fingers to tear open the space here, and then slowly stepped into the void.

"Jing'er, wait obediently, ask for directions for the teacher." The voice is gentle, warm as jade.

Tan Jing stood obediently on the sand dune, looking around, waiting quietly.

After about a cup of tea, a crack was torn open in the space again, a jade hand was clasped in the gap, Wen Fuzi put his right hand against his waist, walked out with a half-hunched back, and let out a long breath: "Jing'er, you are tired of your master." ”

Wen Fuzi smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, his body collapsed with a touch of light smoke, burrowed into the wooden hairpin, and left another sentence: "Don't call me if you have nothing to do, if there is any danger, I will take you away from the Wendao Ruins as a teacher." ”

"Speaking of which, this Wendao ruins are a little strange......" Wen Fuzi didn't say this, but only muttered in his heart.

After waiting for a while, an old man came out of the sand in front of him, and the sleeve of the old man's right arm was empty, as if he had broken an arm.

"On the order of the Great Confucian, I will fulfill a wish for you, and any treasure in the Wendao Ruins is up to you to choose." The old man in the sand had a hollow gaze, and his voice was neither sad nor joyful.

Tan Jing's eyes flickered, and what Da Ru said was Master Wen. She shook her head and asked, "Lu Xingke is still in the ruins, take me to find him?" ”

"Lu Xing......" The old man's eyes in the sand paused slightly, as if he had changed a little, and he was stunned for a long time before he said: "You should be talking about the strong man with a sword, do you really want to find him?" ”

"Hmm!" Tan Jing nodded, listening to the meaning of the old man's words in the sand, there should be no danger in Lu Xing.

"I only want to look for him, if Master Wen embarrasses you, I apologize to you on behalf of the family teacher."

The old man in the sand hesitated for a moment and asked, "What if you miss the opening of the palace because of this, and you won't get anything?" ”

"It's okay, it's the biggest luck of my trip to get to know Lu Xing." Tan Jingying smiled, like a shallow pond with a flower.

"Okay," the old man in the sand waved to create a passageway, and sand and dust surrounded the portal. The old man in the sand stretched out his remaining left hand and said, "Please." ”

Tan Jing walked into the portal without hesitation, and with a wave of the old man in the sand, everything disappeared, only countless flying sand like swallow birds hovering.

……

The stone room is full of books, and some of them are still ancient bamboo slips.

"The head is big, how can you read Haoran Qi when you read?" Lu Xing was holding a roll of bamboo slips and lying in a pile of ancient books.

"Jing'er is taken care of by Han Rui, so there should be no accidents. I just don't know how Xiao Gu is, it's too far away to get in touch. Lu Xing frowned, his body was not good, and he couldn't afford the oppression of opening the way.

He looked at the bamboo slips, and there was not even a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in the entire stone room, except for books, all books.

"Let's read a book."

"The ancients said that there was a golden house in the book, and there was Yan Ruyu in the book." Lu Xing shook his head, and the schoolboy read.

"Bang!" It was just a blink of an eye and a bow of the head, and a dull crashing sound sounded.

"It hurts, it hurts......" A crisp sound fell, echoing in the stone house with a length and width of seven feet.

"Bang ......" The bamboo slip fell to the ground, and Lu Xingkong raised his hands, dumbfounded: "It turns out ...... There is really Yan Ruyu in the book! ”

"Look at it, don't come and help me!" A sound of anger made Lu Xing feel familiar, and when he looked at the woman's dress again, he suddenly became surprised.

"Jing'er? Why are you here? Lu Xing quickly stepped forward to help Tan Jing and helped her check if there was any broken skin.

Tan Jing sat on the ground, looking at Lu Xing, who was in a hurry, and sneered, and then felt that it was inappropriate, so she even used her sleeves to hide her face.

"Okay, Lu Xing, tell me quickly, why are you trapped in the stone room?"

Lu Xing nodded, and then told everything that happened after meeting the old man in the sand. Tan Jing was not too troublesome and listened patiently. The stone room is not big, there is a light fragrance between the noses, and the two are only a stone's throw away.

"Oh, in this way, it was you who used your sword intent to violently clear the level, which caused so much trouble~" Tan Jing narrowed her right eye, put her right hand against Lu Xing's chest, and pretended to be resentful: "Quick, you have to apologize to us, be decent, turn a trial of Wendao Ruins into a hell difficulty." ”

"Do you really want to apologize?" Lu Xing blinked, pretending to be innocent.

Tan Jing stretched her face, Xu was stuffy, her cheeks were slightly red, and she said solemnly: "Of course!" ”

"Okay," Lu Xingyi grabbed Tan Jing's right hand against his chest, leaned slightly, leaned his head against Tan Jing's ear and said, "Well, I'm sorry, my fault." ”

"Leaning on the ear and saying it, it is more sincere......" Lu Xing tried to quibble.

"Bang!" A jade leg kicked out high, kicking Lu Xing away, Tan Jing snorted coldly, and scolded in a low voice: "Foolish ......" As everyone knows, her cheeks are even more pink than the peach petals in March Spring.