"There are four days left until the seventh day of the ninth month." Zou Zhi said warmly, "Before the secret realm opens, the World Venerable should come. ”

The cold sound is like mourning.

It's not the same.

In another four days, even if the copied Buddhist scriptures are handed over to Chongjue, there will be a suspicion of "copying the Buddhist scriptures twice in six days", which is completely different from Chongjue's feeling that Chongjue didn't believe him last night and that he took the Buddhist scriptures to slap his face violently this morning.

Su Hansheng did not give up, and asked sideways: "Why did my uncle suddenly retreat, is it ...... Is Xiuwei about to break through?" Like Chongjue's cultivation, if you want to break through, you can break through the six dusts and become a Buddha. Remembering the blood stains on that garment a few days ago, was it really hurt?

Zou Zhi was silent, and was about to make a fool of himself, when a gentle cat meow came from outside the spirit mustard. Then the heavy bell rang through the huge deep mountains and Daze.

"Yes." Zou Zhi echoed casually and said gently, "Xiao Xiao's first time to participate in the Wendao Festival, it is best to take advantage of these few days to find a senior brother to go together, so as to save his eyes from being black after entering the secret realm." ”

Su Hansheng was still immersed in the depression of copying Buddhist scriptures in vain, and said sullenly when he heard the words: "I'll go with the fourth senior brother."

Zou Zhi said "ah": "Nan Zhi is married, once he enters the secret realm, he will reach the seventh layer, which is not the same as you."

The cold voice was stunned.

He is not interested in finding a companion, because no matter whether he has someone with him or not, Xu Nanzhi will always be by his side. Even if he can't go above the seventh floor, at least the senior brother will accompany him to the sixth floor.

Now I know that Yuanying doesn't have to go to the bottom six floors?!

Su Hansheng suffered the second heavy blow today, and the whole person seemed to be gray, and the ponytail tied up high was wilted. Forget it when you're dead.

Chongjue was not here, and there was no reason to stay for a long time, so he said goodbye and left dejectedly.

Zou Zhi looked at the back of the cold sound that was almost drooping the leaves, and sighed.

"Back then, Xuan Lin was in the Wendao Palace, and everywhere he went, he was hugging each other, swaggering around like a peacock opening the screen all day long, and there were a bunch of people rushing to be with him when he went to the Wendao Festival......"

Xiao Xiao is the complete opposite, as if people who have no genetic longing are loved. It's been so long since the school started, except for Xu Nanzhi, Wendao didn't even have a friend who was traveling together, and he was sad to be like this.

The young man in white had already put down the teacup, and looked at the back of Su Hansheng leaving, and his tone became colder and colder. "Don't always compare him to Xuan Lin."

Zou Zhi nodded in response, opened the topic, and said, "Although your cultivation has been suppressed to the early stage of God Transformation now, it is still reluctant to go to the fifteenth layer.

"

As soon as the words fell, he saw that the cultivation momentum of the young man in white changed from a god to a golden pill without warning. Zou Zhi: Isn't "......" trying to disguise as a god?

Zou Zhine said: "Entering the secret realm at the beginning of the Jindan period is the first layer...... If you want to go to the fifteenth floor, it will take a lot of time. The young man lowered his eyes and said "um", without saying much, and walked away from the spirit mustard.

The snow-white robe moved with it, and the complicated Sanskrit magic circle could be faintly seen as dense as a spider's web, silently covering his cultivation, momentum, and even aura.

Zou watched him go away, and sighed in his heart. Chongjue is special to Xiao Xiao's child.

★Greatly.

Su Han came down the stairs and muttered unhappily.

He scolded Chongjue in his heart for retreating today, whether he deliberately found fault with him; After a while, he thought about it again, wondering if he could take advantage of the three days to pile up the cultivation of the Yuan Baby, so that he could go to the secret realm with Xu Nanyi.

The steps were not too trimmed and were terribly steep.

I don't know if I was angry or I didn't sleep all night, I walked down dizzily, I lost my mind and didn't stand firmly, and my arms fluttered desperately like butterflies, trying in vain to grab something that could stabilize my body.

"Ah......h

There were no handrails on both sides of the mountain steps, and the associated trees had no time to poke out in the chain, so he could only let his body lean forward with his eyes in front of him, and in order to avoid the whole person from slapping on the angular steps, he could only rush down with his legs quickly.

There were not many steps left, and the sound of the cold trotted all the way down, and threw himself on the bluestone slab ground due to uncontrolled inertia.

Seeing that he was about to fall face to the ground and break his head and bleed, Xiao Shaojun closed his eyes in misery.

The imaginable pain did not come, and at the moment when he was about to land, a pair of hands stretched out diagonally from the side, and half held him in his arms at the last moment.

The momentum of running down was too great, but the person who caught him was as steady as a rock, and he was hit so hard that his footsteps did not even move half a minute.

Su Hansheng opened his eyes in horror and looked up blankly.

The white-clothed young man who had just been in Lingjiao was raising his hand to support him, looking at him lightly with his dark blue eyes.

Su Hansheng ran too fast, his ankle bent, and then he felt the pain, and he clung to the boy's arm with a pale face, and the pain was so painful that he could barely stand.

It's not good to rely on the stranger who has only met once, Su Hansheng took a cool breath, and after enduring the sharp pain, he took half a step back, struggling to stand on the crumbling body.

/> "Thank you, thank you......"

"Smell." The young man said, "Wen Jingyu." Chilling voice: "...... Thank you, Senior Brother Wen. "

Seeing that the cold sound hurt so much that the foot didn't dare to fall to the ground at all, the golden rooster swayed as if independent, and Wen Jingyu frowned slightly: "Hurt? Don't move yet. "

Su Hansheng was intimate, cold sweat was pouring out on his forehead, but he was still shaking his head stiffly, limping and planning to jump on one leg to find Xu Nanzhi. "No, it's just a break, it doesn't hurt at all."

But as long as Xu Nanzhi or Chongjue in his previous life is here, no matter how hard he is, he will forcibly check the injuries according to people. It can be heard that the mirror jade is like a warm jade, and he can't do too rough behavior at all, so he can only frown lightly and watch him jump there. Su Hansheng jumped a few steps on one leg, probably pulling the wound, and almost whimpered in pain.

Wen Jingyu was sparse and cold, and his gestures were all faint and faint that others couldn't learn, he took half a step forward and stretched out his hand towards Shu Hansheng: "Let's sit down and take a look, if the bone is injured, Wen Dao may not be able to participate." "

This fluttering sentence directly choked the sound of Su Han's life, he struggled to jump forward, and he didn't fight when he heard the words, he simply turned around neatly and jumped on the mountain steps on the side with a few sounds, staggered and sat down to rest.

Wen Jingyu: "...

Shu Hansheng took off his boots, pressed the ankle injury with a sad face, and immediately "hissed" in pain, and tears flashed at the end of his eyes. It's broken

。 It hurts so much, it doesn't really hurt the bones, right?

Su Hansheng was nervous, and when he lifted the hem of his robe, he found that his ankles were twisting unnaturally. Did it really hurt?

Su Hansheng hurriedly urged the spiritual power of the inner house, wanting to use the spiritual power to heal the wound, but a spiritual power poured into it only slightly eliminated the pain, and the foot stepped on the ground slightly It was still unspeakably uncomfortable, and I always felt that the bones seemed to be misplaced.

Su Hansheng was stunned, and hurriedly took out the disciple seal from Yu pants to find Xu Nanzhi.

Early in the morning, I was delirious, and the disciple seal didn't know where it was stuffed, and my head was buried in the Yu chain, and I didn't find it for a long time.

At this point, nothing is a big deal. Su Hansheng raised his head from Yu Chain and looked confused.

Wen Jingyu didn't know when he was already sitting beside him, and his slender five fingers touched the ankle of Su Hansheng: "It's just that the ankle is disengaged, just reconnect it."

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Wen Jingyu didn't explain much, her jade-like fingers held Su Hansheng's slender ankle and placed it on her lap, and her slightly cool fingertips gently pressed twice on the twisted place.

Su Hansheng didn't know what his brain had made up, and he shook when he pressed Jingyu.

Seeing that Jingyu clasped his ankle with one hand and held the soles of his feet with the other hand as if to exert force, Su Hansheng quickly closed his eyes and heroically greeted the coming pain with a posture of looking at death.

But only an imperceptible sound was heard, and the detached ankle was broken and closed, and the awkward discomfort dissipated quietly with a slight pain.

The cold voice quietly opened an eye: Okay, okay?

Wen Jingyu put down the ankle that was cold, and said lightly: Okay.

Su Hansheng moved his feet suspiciously, and sure enough, it didn't hurt.

Xiao Shaojun, who thought that he was going to suffer, was overjoyed, and happily hooked his toes and stepped on them several times, only to realize that he was kicking Wen Jingyu's knees, quickly retracted his feet, and put on his boots with a red face.

Thanks to Senior Brother Wen.

No problem. Wen Jingyu's tone was cold, "I heard that there is amber on the side of the altar, go and see if you can find a student who has not yet been accompanied."

Su Hansheng originally wanted to eat a head grass and go to find Yuanqian and Wubaili, but at this time he changed his mind.

Wen Jingyu can drink tea so indifferently in the spirit mustard of the deputy head of the courtyard, and his identity cultivation is bound to be not simple, if he wants to go to Wen Dao to hug his thighs, this one in front of him is more suitable.

And this man is still holding his ankle without disgust, and he must be a good person.

Su Hansheng was very easy to buy, and his indifference to Wen Jingyu quickly turned into courtesy, and he asked with an expectant face: "How much is Senior Brother Wen's cultivation?"

"Jindan."

Su Hansheng thought to himself: "Jin Dan is the same as building a foundation and refining qi, if you want to enter the secret realm from the first layer, can senior brother have friends who go together?"

No.

Su Hansheng didn't know how to do it at all, and he made up his mind to pull this "Senior Brother Wen" as the big one, but he didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point: Is it okay for Senior Brother Wen to be with me?

Wen Jingyu tilted his head to look at him. At this time, he spoke straightforwardly, not at all like the yin and yang weirdness that turned over old accounts and had words in his words.

Seeing that Jingyu didn't speak, Su Hansheng hurriedly said: "I will definitely not delay my senior brother and cause trouble, and I don't want those spiritual things, as long as we are together."

Go to the seventh floor.

Wen Jingyu rarely saw Su Hansheng's vivid and cheerful appearance when he treated his peers, and he was silent for a while before saying, "Well, okay."

Hearing that Jingyu cultivated as a golden pill and was so easy to coax, Su Hansheng suddenly felt like he had picked up a treasure, and it seemed that the pie in the sky could also hit him.

There were a bunch of things scattered on the ground that he took out when he was looking for the disciple's seal, and he collected the things into the Yu chain while listening to Jingyu's idle chatter.

Wen Jingyu was silent, lowered his eyes to watch the movements of Su Hansheng, saw the thick pile of paper at his feet that had not been put away, and helped him pick it up and hand it over.

After saying thank you, he caught a glimpse of the Buddhist scriptures that he had worked hard to copy all night, and the anger in his heart rose again. He couldn't swallow it!

When the little young gentleman who was happy just now saw the pile of paper, he seemed to see an enemy, his eyes were almost on fire, and he glanced at the mirror jade, and it took a long time to find that it was actually a hand-copied Buddhist scripture?

Wen Jingyu's eyes moved slightly. This obedient little young gentleman really copied the Buddhist scriptures twice in one night?

Thinking of this, Wen Jingyu's green eyes seemed to flash with a gentle color.

Su Hansheng held back his anger and found the disciple seal, found the spiritual power that sent him the message last night, and finally found the place of the message after a long time.

He was afraid that he would send it to listen to Zhaobi again, so he turned around and asked Wen Jingyu: This is a private transmission, right, not listening to Zhaobi. Wen Jingyu nodded.

Only then did Su Hansheng put his mind at ease, raised his eyebrows and poked the black magpie, and muttered in a vicious voice: "Shut up! If you don't retreat in the morning and don't retreat in the evening, you have to close it, close it to death!

Wen Jingyu: ?

The black magpie spread its wings and began to transmit sounds.

Su Hansheng immediately changed his tone, and said softly and obediently: "Uncle, I have copied the Buddhist scriptures twice, and there is not a single word missing. I'll go to the festival now and take it to you for inspection.

Even if Wen Jingyu's heart was like water, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. This kid ...... What are you talking about?

As soon as he let go of his hand, the black magpie spread its wings and flew away.

After waiting patiently for a while, Su Hansheng nodded at the black magpie again, and said crisply: I'm at the Lingjiao of the deputy master's courtyard, are you there, uncle? After saying that, he deliberately made an "oops", as if he was pretending to kick while climbing the steps and almost fell.

Wen Jingyu: ......

The sound of the cold waited for a long time, leaving enough time for the next sound.

Ah, it's a misfortune that the deputy head of the court said that you are in retreat. Then I'll wait for my uncle to get out of the customs and then show you the Buddhist scriptures.

I wrote and acted a good play, making sure that the process sounded like "I copied the Buddhist scriptures twice before I knew about my uncle's retreat", and only then did he put away the disciple's seal, and his obedient appearance had disappeared, and he also scolded in a low voice.

When I surpass you in cultivation, I will definitely imprison you and copy Buddhist scriptures fiercely.

Wen Jingyu: ".........