Huo Heng said: "You are so good at cultivating!" turned around and left, but his slightly light footsteps revealed his happy mood.

"Yes!" Lin Fengjing's eyes blinked, very playful.

She continued to cultivate ice muscles and bones for a while, but she was not in a hurry to see her cave, but walked out of the bamboo garden and walked all the way.

Not far away, Li Hu breathed and swallowed, sitting cross-legged, like an old man.

He opened his eyes, his face was bright, and said, "Little Brother Tao, no! I should be called Uncle Tao now! Hahaha, but you are looking for me?"

Lin Fengjing shook his head and said, "Brother Tiger, do you know where Jingqing is?"

Gossip flashed on Li Hu's face, "Jingqing, oh, he went to the mountain path to cultivate, you go there to find him." ”

Lin Fengjing thanked him and was about to leave.

I heard Li Hu shouting from behind me, "Tao Qi, don't worry about chasing boldly, I will support you!"

As soon as Lin Fengjing turned his head, he saw Li Hu waving his fists, looking majestic.

She stumbled under her feet and was on the verge of falling.

There are steep cliffs next to the bamboo garden of Wanyun Peak, in addition, on the east side of the mountain, there is also the rugged and winding mountain road, the mountain road is narrow and steep, occasionally there are disciples who come here to practice, the mountain stream and waterfall are falling, and the aura is thick.

Lin Fengjing went up the mountain road and walked nearly half the way before he found Jingqing's figure.

She walked in and sat next to Jingqing.

Jingqing opened his eyes and said, "What are you looking for me?"

Lin Fengjing was in a radiant mood, the dew of the early morning fell on her hair, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and she said with a smile: "This time, I came to inquire about something, has your family ever had a pawnshop in Xiandu City?"

Jingqing said: "It seems that there was one before, but now it seems that there is none." Why, are you going to be a thing?"

Lin Fengjing nodded, "Well, I've been quite poor lately. ”

Her look shook Jingqing's eyes, and he said in a panic, "What are you missing?" As soon as he finished speaking, he bit his tongue in annoyance, "I mean, I can help you inquire." ”

Lin Fengjing waved his hand and said slowly: "Don't bother, it's not a big deal." ”

She secretly pondered in her heart, it seems that Jingqing doesn't seem to know so much about what happened many years ago, so she still has to wait for stability, and go to the pawnshop in Xiandu City to inquire after a while.

She got up, "Excuse me, you go on, I'll go first." ”

Jingqing looked at her figure, and suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart.

She really doesn't seem to be the same peach seven as before, and she doesn't even have a relationship with him.

Jingqing still remembers the peach seven who followed behind his ass and called "Brother Jing" crisply. I don't know when everything has quietly changed.

Lin Fengjing thought as he walked, was it really just for them to find out that someone was refining corpses when he led her and Huo Heng to Zhuxia Village?

No! It definitely won't be that simple!

Lin Fengjing muttered two words in his mouth, "Biluo...... Biluo ...... "The egg hurts."

She suddenly thought of what Huo Heng said at the time, Biluo Divine Sword was still related to Shuyin Zhenren, and since then, there has been no news.

Lin Fengjing vaguely remembered that Su Yin Zhenren was an extremely beautiful and gentle woman, and her eyebrows were full of gentleness, but her impression of Su Yin Zhenren probably only stayed there.

She went directly down Wanyun Peak and went straight to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The old man guarding the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is still leisurely pouring tea and drinking, his hair and beard are snow-white, and the clouds are light and the wind is light and the world is indifferent.

Lin Fengjing entered the Scripture Pavilion and brushed off the merit points.

The old man looked up, "Here we are." He spoke in a familiar tone, like that of an old friend.

Lin Fengjing was stunned, "Hmm, what do you mean?"

The old man poured a cup of tea with a smile, raised his hand, and motioned for her to sit down, "Three years ago, because of the huge merits of Daoyou, I paid attention to it, but I didn't expect that in just a few years, when I said goodbye, the foundation had already been built. ”

His words are full of friendship.

Lin Fengjing nodded slightly, sat down, and drank tea, "Thank you." ”

The old man said, "This time, what are you looking for? Maybe I can help fellow Daoists." ”

Lin Fengjing didn't know where the old man was obviously flattering, and said, "Have you been in the library here for many years?"

When she was in the Qingfeng Sect before, as the chief disciple of Wanyun Peak, she never paid attention to such a small person, so she was naturally unfamiliar with the old man.

The old man nodded slightly, "I've probably been in this Hidden Scripture Pavilion for almost a hundred years, and after many years of cultivation, I finally managed to get a foundation pill, and I haven't broken through since then." ”

Lin Fengjing bent his eyebrows, "So that's the case." I'm here this time to find some wild history and the like," she whispered tentatively, "I wonder if you've ever heard of the Biluo Divine Sword?"

The old man nodded and said, "It turned out that it was for this gossip, and there was no record in this scripture pavilion now, and it had been destroyed a long time ago." ”

Lin Fengjing regretted and said in frustration: "It's a pity." ”

The old man smiled: "It is the number one divine sword on the sword list, but there are naturally a lot of stories in it. When I was younger, I heard a lot of stories about it in the market. ”

"What's the story?" Suddenly, a voice rang out.

Lin Fengjing raised his head, and saw Su Su sitting on the seat on the other side, only to see him with thick lips, "Okay, you are a peach seven, you don't cultivate well, you actually came to this old bastard to listen to the story!"

The old man was rubbing his beard, and he was embarrassed to see him talk like this.

Su Su's small eyes narrowed slightly, "You don't know, this old man of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a famous old bastard of our Qingfeng Sect, you drank his tea and listened to his story, why do you have to take out some spiritual tea to honor and honor?"

The old man hurriedly waved his hand, "Alas, alas, why did Daoist friends say this, it's a big deal, I'll invite you to this spiritual tea." ”

Lin Fengjing was curious and said, "What about the story, can you still tell it?"

The old man looked serious, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of tea for Su Su, "Naturally, over the years, there have been people who have asked the first Demon Cultivator Sect Blood Demon Sect, and some curious people have asked about the Hehuan Sect, and even some people have asked about our sect Wanyun Peak Huo Zhenren and his female disciple, you are the first person to ask the person who has asked the Biluo Divine Sword!"

Su Su frowned suspiciously, "Biluo, the number one divine sword on the sword list, isn't that a magic sword? a magic sword, what's the question!"

After saying that, he glared at Tao Qi fiercely, "I know that you kid is not a good thing, and you are actually interested in this!

"Superficial!" the old man knocked on the table, "What kind of fairy is that Hehuan Sect called, they are all some man-eating goblins!"