Sheng Zijing's appearance is five or six points similar to Sheng Xuan's resentment, but the outline is more tough and mature, and his expression is more cold, a pair of sword eyebrows fly into the sideburns, his eyes are not as inky as Sheng Xuan's, they are also deep, the nose is straight, and the lips are thin.

He pursed his thin lips and stared at the young man in front of him.

"Second brother." Sheng Xuan replied, "I'm coming back today." ”

Sheng Zijing said to the old waiter: "Stand down." ”

The old waiter bowed his head: "Yes." Then he silently retired.

Sheng Zijing looked at him a few times, and said coldly: "The cultivation promotion is too low, don't go next year." ”

Sheng Xuan was noncommittal: "This collection of studies is mainly based on book knowledge, so naturally there will not be much time to practice." ”

Sheng Zijing stared at him for a while, and when he walked to his side, he pondered for a while, Sheng Xuan was puzzled: "Second brother, what's wrong?" ”

"I don't care where you put that part of your spirit, I'll have to get it back next year." Sheng Zijing's index finger and middle finger rose together, and the faint blue light flickered, placing it at the center of his eyebrows, "Ah Yan, you are really ......"

Sheng Xuanyan closed his eyes, and he probed his spiritual sense, and then spoke, "I won't come back." ”

Sheng Zijing just looked at him like this and didn't speak.

"Second brother, I won't delay my cultivation because of this." Sheng Xuanyan looked at his brother for a long time, his stature was far less tall than Sheng Zijing, and his shoulders were not wider and stronger than him.

"Which one? That kid from the Su family? ”

Sheng Xuan shook his head resentfully, "It's the girl I like, she called Qiong Yi, I will take her to meet the second brother another day." ”

Sheng Zijing's expression was strange, and after he was silent for a moment, he patted Sheng Xuan's resentful shoulder, "Don't let her interfere with your cultivation, it took three or four months to grow like this." ”

Sheng Xuan frowned: "No." ”

Sheng Zijing didn't want to talk about this topic anymore: "If you really want her to be good, you should wait until you can be alone and then talk about the future." He looked at his loose black hair and very casual clothes on his body: "If you don't clean your body, go back to your room and rest, and cultivate with me tomorrow." ”

He nodded, "Yes." ”

Sheng Zijing tucked his robe and walked away, Sheng Xuan 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 disciples.

Thinking about it this way, it can be considered a good arrangement.

Sheng Xuan sighed resentfully, walked behind Jingxuan Pavilion against the cold wind, went down the mountain road, his body was gradually frozen stiff, behind the pavilion, there were Cangcang mountains, dense pine forests, although there was no snow, but the frost was like snow. The place he was going to was a low peak, with many hanging springs and waterfalls, and the rocks washed by the waterfall formed pools of different depths, deep and dead, and Sheng Xuan felt that they were very similar to himself.

It's living water, but it looks like a dead pool.

He took off his clothes and put them on the shore, and the harsh winter pool water was washed by the thin waterfall, and he entered the water without any hesitation.

The pool water was cold, piercing into the flesh like a needle, Sheng Xuan brushed his hair so that they would not obscure his vision, and looked down to see the sparkling water reflecting his face, mottled and broken. Thinking of his brother Fangcai's words, he did not deny that, at least, he was not enough now, whether it was cultivation, experience, or courage.

The pool is a few feet deep, and his feet don't touch the bottom, as always, Sheng Xuanren took a deep breath, closed his eyes and sank.

This is his very absurd habit, perhaps because of the loneliness that has been suppressed for a long time since childhood, he will choose to jump into the deepest pool and drown himself, but instinct will not suffocate him, and when his breath is about to run out, he will always be pulled up by himself and leave the deep pool.

This time, it was neither the deepest pool of water, nor was it for self-help.

Sheng Xuanyan opened his eyes slightly, and he could see large and small bubbles floating upward, and he didn't want to be a slowly falling stone anymore. The water shimmered in front of him, and his breath was about to run out, and he swam to the shore and poked his head out, his body greedily breathing in the air, his chest constantly rising and falling.

got up, didn't care about wiping it, put on his middle coat and walked back against the cold wind, Sheng Xuanyan could feel the water on his body dripping down, and after the cold air blew, it gradually condensed. When he calmed down and used his true qi, he didn't realize how cold it was.

Jingxuan Pavilion is inscribed in the name of the eldest brother Sheng Xuanyao, this is the residence of the three brothers since childhood, but since Sheng Xuanyao moved out after he got married seven or eight years ago, until today, only Sheng Zijing and Sheng Xuanyan live in this huge high-rise building, and the side and ordinary children will not come here.

The pavilion was unusually quiet, as the name suggests, Sheng Xuanyan returned to his room to dry himself, did not light a charcoal fire, took a scripture on the bookshelf and fell on the bed, and began to look through the scriptures that had been memorized backwards. He had never thought it could be so quiet here, the sound of the wind blowing through the cracks in the window would seem so noisy, and the lone eagle in the distance was chirping, and it was loud and frightening over a few heavy clouds.

At this time on weekdays, Su Ye would come and take away the scriptures in his hand and tell him not to look at this thing, if he was not in the accommodation, when he met Qiong Yi, she could say a lot to herself, like a chirping bird.

He missed her a little.

The White Rock Cliff is not as steep and towering as the White Rock Mountain, and it doesn't seem to be as cold as here.

Sheng Xuanyan sat up, no longer letting his thoughts wander, he walked to the chair and passed the headscarf on the backrest, rubbed his half-dry and half-wet hair, and when the hair was almost dry, he returned to the bed and sat down cross-legged, got rid of distracting thoughts, and began the basic practice of exhaling and absorbing qi for a day, and after a while, he entered the state, not knowing the passage of time in the outside world.

Every day in Bai Yu was spent like this before, and now it is the same, the white clouds and dogs outside the window, the joys and sorrows of the world under the mountain, all of which have nothing to do with him.

*

Silver Trail Garden.

Qiong also bit the half-warm and half-cold cake in her hand, flipped through the scrolls on the case, and muttered in her heart as she turned over: There are really few records about Xirong......

The library in the house is very large, but there are very few books about the tribes of the Western Desert, Qiong also read for several days, only to learn the general information, many of which she has heard: there were four major tribes in the Western Desert, different beliefs and disputes, small tribes often choose to rely on survival, a hundred years ago, the three tribes attacked one, and then turned into three phases, and more than ten or twenty years ago, by an unknown small clan like a broken bamboo.

That small tribe is now called, Kun Zhai.

Even with the unification and the establishment of royal power, civil strife continued.

Qiong also wanted to find some historical records about the Kunzhai tribe, but she could find almost nothing.

She put the scroll back in her hand with some frustration, and said to herself: "Also, the five clans have little connection with the Jianghu sect, let alone the tribes far away in the desert......" She stared at the tip of her shoe and walked out of the library pavilion, "bang" into a person.

"I'm sorry, I didn't look at the ......" Qiong Yi looked up, only to see that the person in front of her was staring at her, it turned out to be Lu Xu.

She immediately looked away to leave, Lu Xu moved in front of her, and Lu Xu was in the way wherever she wanted to go.

Qiong was also a little speechless, and simply stood up straight: "Lu Xu, why are you still coming to me?" ”

Lu Xu didn't talk with a stinky face anymore, his expression was very strange, it was a feeling of twisting and twisting, it was difficult to describe in words, it seemed that it was extremely difficult for him to treat people gently, "Lu Xiyan, I don't want us to end up like this." ”

Joan also frowned: "What are you talking about?" How have I ever had 'we' with you? ”

"After that." Lu Xu continued: "There will always be one in the future, right?" ”

"I can't."

"Lu Xiyan ......"

"Lu Xu." Qiong Yi half turned around: "I told you all the things that should be said that day, can you listen to the persuasion?" I respect you as my senior brother, and I still have a little politeness, I can't stand your feelings, don't talk to me like this, no wonder I'm not used to it. ”

Lu Xu got straight to the point: "Sheng Xuan's resentment is not suitable for you." He can't give you what you want, and he can't protect you wholeheartedly. ”

Joan also raised her eyebrows: "You know what I want?" ”

"I know you, I know."

"Tell me about it."

"You want to leave with that Zhu Yunluo in the outer courtyard and live a peaceful life." Lu Xu paused, "I can talk to you." ”

Qiong Yi whispered: "If there is you, I won't think about it for a while......" Lu Xu didn't hear clearly, and said to himself: "Sheng Xuan complains that he can't do it, he can't abandon his family and go with you, he will only take you to the white ghost mountain, what's the difference between being in a cage." ”

"So you can put aside the position of the future deputy sect master and fly away with me?" Qiong also felt a little funny, and asked rhetorically, "It's not cost-effective, you might as well study hard, practice swords, and then find a girl you like, and be the commander of the governor's mansion steadily. ”

"Lu Xiyan!"

"Don't pull me!" Qiong also took a few steps back: "There are peaceful days everywhere, what if Sheng Jun takes me to Bai Xu, as long as he doesn't lock me up, don't tie me, I don't have such a big face to let him give up his family for me, if he abandons his family and responsibilities, then I really look away." ”

Lu Xu's face began to become gloomy: "Where am I inferior to him?" ”

"No more than anything else, you don't look as good as him."

"You!" Lu Xu's anger soared, and without saying a word, he grabbed her wrist, pushed her hard against the bookcase, and stared at her with a coercive gaze. Qiong also stabilized her figure, she knew Lu Xu, he was just easily provoked, he was righteous in his bones, and he would not do anything beyond the norm to himself, and his tone was very flat: "Oh, this is one place, Sheng Xuan has never treated me like this." ”

The corners of Lu Xu's mouth twitched, and all the power in his hand was collected.

"Lu Xu, I'm afraid of you." She said, "I've always been afraid of you. ”

"I used to like Senior Brother a little because Senior Brother was very kind to me, very gentle, and completely different from you."

"Even if there is no Sheng Xuan, I will not be tempted by you."

"You used to call me a coward, but you're right, I'm a complete coward."

"Timid as I am, I just want peace of mind."

Lu Xu let go of his hand and shook his head: "Lu Xiyan, you are a waste." ”

Qiong Yi smiled: "You are still suitable for saying this kind of ear-piercing words, and deep words are not suitable for you." ”

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and when they approached, they saw Yang Xiaosi and Lu Li, who stared at Lu Xu with red eyes, and Qiong Yi, who was silent: "Senior brother? Senior sister ......"

"Get out."

Lu Xu only said this one word, and walked towards the depths of the library with his back to them.

Qiong Yi didn't look back at him, and sighed at his junior brother and sister: "What kind of expression do you have, it's like I lost him." ”

"Senior Sister ......"

"I'll go up the mountain for retreat tomorrow, if you have anything to say, hurry up and ask tonight, don't wait."