Recently, Man's mother is going to have surgery, and someone who is the only daughter in the family naturally has to be all accompanied, and the next half and so, I will try to keep changing, if there is an occasional break, I also want to say sorry to everyone in advance, in short, I am busy with this paragraph, and I will slowly make up for it. I'm sorry!

Thank you for kissing Xiao ED, Zhu Laomi, and zengzeng_023 classmates for their tips and kkecho, three cat heads, thiefcat1220, and Su Wei. Classmates' pink tickets ^-^

"What is the matter with calling you?" Zhu Xingyuan turned her head in surprise and looked at Jia Jia, she would suddenly open her mouth to call herself, which was really not like her previous style.

Jia Jia took two quick steps and walked to Zhu Xingyuan: "Zhu Zhenren, I have something to ask, and I also ask Zhu Zhenren to follow me to the secret room of the dark department of the Law Enforcement Hall." ”

Zhu Xingyuan glanced at her with an unpredictable expression, and only after a while did he reply slowly: "What do you say first? ”

Jia Jia was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and said, "Ask someone." ”

"Who?"

"Rong Zhen!"

Zhu Xingyuan's hand holding his chin paused, and after a moment, Fu replied with a smile: "There are too many people with this name, how do I know which one you are talking about?

Since Zhu Xingyuan said so, most of them knew it in their hearts.

Nodding his head and following Zhu Xingyuan's footsteps, after walking to the secret room of the dossier, Zhu Xingyuan suddenly stopped. There was no rush to find her the file. Instead, he put his hands behind his back without hurrying. Asked her: "The monk named Rong Zhen has not been a thousand but hundreds for 10,000 years, so tell me which one you are looking for?"

Jia Jia was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Sword cultivation!

"The most famous sword cultivator?" Zhu Xingyuan looked at her and pondered for a moment, but he didn't ask a question, his relationship with Jia Jia was not very good, and she probably wouldn't tell her if she asked such a thing.

"I got it. "But I was stunned. He nodded, turned and walked to a bookshelf, his fingers wandering in front of the bookshelf for a moment, and finally pulling down a copper scroll from the top.

Blowing away the scattered ash on the top, Zhu Xingyuan handed over the copper scroll: "You should be talking about him!"

Seeing Jia Jia's fingers flexibly moving the uncle's lock, Zhu Xingyuan's eyes darkened, but he did not speak.

Spell and uncle lock, and take out the scroll inside.

The yellowed colophon slowly unfolded, and at first glance it looked like it was a few years old.

However, after a few cursory glances, Jia Jia determined that this Rong Zhen was the Rong Zhen he was looking for: cultivating the sword with his body. The characters who stand on the top of the land of Shenzhou are cultivated to the dust. But they can't fly.

After a few rough glances, Jia Jia fell on his robe, and no matter how dull she was, she had already noticed that after putting on the robe, a cinnabar mark appeared on her eyebrows.

I had never heard of such a change after the Dharma Weapon was recognized. The origin of Rong Zhen's magic robe is unknown, but it is incompatible with water and fire, it is mutated water and fire, and it is difficult to break through the defense of the magic robe under normal circumstances, and the most important thing is that the magic robe seems to be able to wear straight to the dust. Even before Rong Zhen sat down, he was still wearing this magic robe.

Out of the dust, Jia Jia's heart moved, and she was only one step away from soaring.

pinched the robe on his body that looked like an ordinary coarse cloth robe, and smiled with a smile on his face.

The name of the Dharma robe is to cleanse the heart, and it has the effect of purifying the qi. Jia Jia was shocked in her heart: the vestment is generally used for defense, and it only has this one function, such as this kind of vestment with additional functions is difficult to find, not to mention a vestment that can be worn to the dust.

Rong Zhen's shot is really not stingy, he is proud but also has proud capital.

Seeing that the corners of her lips were unconsciously hooked up, it seemed to be an instinct, and Zhu Xingyuan on the side pouted: I guess I got something good again.

I wanted to see what the lock heart palm was, but it only recorded Rong Zhen's life, and did not mention the lock heart palm.

Zhu Xingyuan took the scroll, looked up at her inexplicably, and then put Rong Zhen's scroll in its place: "But what's the matter?"

Jia Jia shook her head: "Not for the time being." ”

"Then Zhu is gone, you are free. Zhu Xingyuan said that, and then turned around and left, leaving her alone in the long file room slightly stunned.

After coming out of the dossier room, it was already noon, Jia Jia thought about it, and simply went to the Mingwu Treasure Palace.

Stepping on the famous steps, when stepping again, the mood is full of twists and turns, it is already another mentality, I still remember the time, faltering, like a toddler, but when stepping again, it has been a foot in the wind, it is clearly another form.

Jia Jia smiled on her face, not in a hurry, when she stepped into the Ming Wu Treasure Hall for the first time, it happened that Fu Qingniu came from behind, thinking that she envied him for stepping on a hundred stone steps, not in a hurry. Now I can do it.

Coming all the way through the wind and clouds, on the way, I met Li Wuchen, who was slightly tired and standing aside. For this new junior who holds the sword in his hand, Jia Jia is not familiar with it. In my memory, only Li Wuchen's vigor when he took over the Divine Knife and the young man's white head when the Divine Knife was taken away.

Now I saw that he was pursing his lips and climbing step by step, it seemed to be a little difficult, the spirit of his youth at that time seemed to be all gone, and in just a few years, he seemed to have lost all his time, leaving a few steady marks left by the years, and now it seems that his expression is somewhat similar to Gu Lang back then.

Seeing her coming steadily up the stairs, Li Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the side, and waited respectfully for her passing.

Jia Jia saw that he was a young man with a white head, his expression was solemn, and he didn't see half a smile, and somehow couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Gu Lang was a character back then, and his senior brother was a serious and serious person; made a good young man who loved to laugh become what he is now, and Jia Jia only felt that the sword was not only an honor, but also seemed to be a heavy burden for him. The Divine Sword has chosen men over women for generations, so Jia Jia does not need to go through such a burden and honor battle.

Thinking of this, Jia Jia felt a little happy in her heart: she was not a monk whose heart was higher than the sky, who wanted to save all living beings in the world and be a hero of the world; she just wanted to be herself, to be a monk who behaved properly, insisted on sticking to her own limit, and sought her own things in Kunlun, and that's it.

After thinking about it, Jia Jia took out a pill from the Juntian Breaking Moon Ring and handed it over: "Solid foundation and spirit pill, it will feel better if you eat it." ”

Li Wuchen raised his head, but saw that he was clearly still a teenager, but there was already a bit of vicissitudes and indescribable tiredness in his eyes, and he bowed: "Thank you Lian Zhenren." But he didn't take it, but he said, "The disciple knows that the name is not a hundred steps to test the disciple's heart, so he can't accept it." ”

That's fine. Jia Jia retracted the Solid Essence Preservation Pill, nodded at him, walked quickly past his side, and quickly walked forward, but disappeared from the end of vision in a moment.

She climbed very fast and was in a good mood, but she was in a good mood when she saw the fat monk outside the Mingwu Treasure Hall who took a rag and hit the floor, and then the pupils of her eyes shrank, and she was about to step into the Mingwu Treasure Hall after passing him.

The monk who was snoring and drooling suddenly stepped forward and woke up, his eyes were bright, and he faced Jia Jia together with the fat beast in his arms: "Hehe, are you here?" Hurry up, quickly take Lao Dao to the Mingwu Treasure Palace, Xiao Baiye's house is inside." ”

In addition to the fat Wu Zhenren and the shy flower, who else is this man and a beast?

Jia Jia and immediately replied, just raised his head and looked towards the second floor, but saw a small window open in the attic on the second floor, Xiao Baiye looked down from the small window, his eyes fell on the fat Wu Zhenren and the fat beast, revealing a little sarcasm, after a while, he reached out and closed the window, which was obviously ignoring the attitude of the fat Wu Zhenren who was angry all of a sudden, snorted twice, and almost fainted.

"You, you ......" Fat Wu Zhenren pointed at Xiao Baiye with a dumbfounded face, and scolded, "Xiao Baiye, you thief, get out of the old way!"

He was answered by a clear breeze and fallen leaves.

Jia Jia laughed "poof", and took a light step past the fat Wu Zhenren and stepped into the Hall of Unknown Treasures.

Fat Wu Zhenren's eyes were split: I can see it but I can't eat it, it's probably like this!

"Okay! When I asked Lao Dao for help, I had a face, but now I have another face!" Fat Wu Zhenren rolled up his sleeves and scolded, "You, you stinky girl, dare to ......be so shameless?"

But seeing Jia Jia, who had just walked in, suddenly stopped his steps, turned his head and poked out, and grinned: "Wu Zhenren, what is Ruhua's body, no one has forgotten." You can rest easy after all the hard work?"

Fat Wu Zhenren's half-stretched hand suddenly stiffened, and after a while, he put it down and rolled his eyes, but he didn't dare to speak.

However, the fat Wu Zhenren is fat, and his face is also unusually thick, he grinned, and replied righteously: "Of course I am at ease!"

Jia Jia raised her eyebrows: He is cheeky, it is not surprising that he would say so. Thinking like this, Jia Jia turned around and simply ignored him. To deal with the thick-skinned, one is thicker than him, and Jia Jia thinks that he wants to catch up with the fat Wu Zhenren's face, but he has to weigh it carefully. The second is to completely ignore him, but looking at Xiao Baiye's actions, you can get a glimpse of one or two.

Jia Jia pursed her lips and smiled, but she couldn't resist the noisy cry of Fat Wu Zhenren, so she simply went to the second floor, and it was really out of sight.

The second floor is really much cleaner than the first floor. Jia Jia breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the bookshelf on the side to find the basic books, and walked to the desk next to him and sat down.

He bowed his head and took a book and began to read it carefully. Xiao Baiye stopped what he was doing, looked up at her, and looked at her carefully from his hand as if he were probing.

Such an unshy look made Jia Jia a little uncomfortable, and looked up at Xiao Baiye: "Xiao Zhenren, but what's wrong with the disciple?" (to be continued......)