Floating clouds

Chapter 71 Dead End

Lin Xinglu frowned and looked carefully at Cheng Jun in front of him. He seemed to be thinking, but also seemed to be remembering. After a long time, he said: "Cheng Jun, you are here."

Cheng Jun smiled wryly, looked at a scar on Lin Xinglu's mouth, and nodded.

"Xinglu, do you remember what happened to us?"

Lin Xinglu nodded.

"Then do you remember what this is?" Cheng Jun took out a piece of cloth from his pocket and asked Lin Xinglu.

Lin Xinglu looked at it, it looked like it was on the sleeve, and there was a hidden talisman on the cloth strip, but he couldn't remember where it came from, so he shook his head.

"When we were in the fog of the secret realm, you tied it to my hand and tore it from your clothes. I was always reluctant to throw it away. I wore it close to my body. I always felt that it would bring me closer to you."

Cheng Jun took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, he crushed the piece of rag that was treasured by him in his palm.

"I'm so happy, you agreed to me. I used to think that it smelled of you, but then I realized that it smelled not only of you, but also of the head of Mu. If so, pretend I never said it."

That day, he opened his eyes in a daze, looked into Mu Zheng's eyes, and followed Lin Xinglu closely all the time. The red mark on the back of Lin Xinglu's neck, he knew he had lost.

He thought a lot, and even thought that he didn't mind, as long as Xinglu was by his side.

But he can't be so selfish, he can't take advantage of Xinglu's indifference, what he wants is that Lin Xinglu knows everything, and when he understands everything, agree to him.

No matter what Xinglu's answer was at that time, he would accept it.

Lin Xinglu didn't know whether to nod or shake his head. He watched Cheng Jun's back disappear into the bamboo forest, but still couldn't figure it out.

Mu Zheng took him to Kunlun together, although he expressed his reluctance to go, but Mu Zheng still took him with him.

Mu Zheng was afraid that when he came back from Kunlun, Lin Xinglu would already look at him like a stranger, so he had to tie him to his belt.

Every time you go up the scripture building in Kunlun, the scriptures and mental methods inside become more obscure and difficult to understand. On the top floor, you can also find records and exercises of magic cultivation.

This scripture building is the foundation and confidence of Kunlun.

"Mu Zheng wants to see, of course he is welcome at any time." Qin Jiu greeted with a smile, everything is so realistic, the places where Mu Zheng was once imprisoned are now gone.

"Where is the ancient sword technique?" Mu Zheng went straight to the point without any nonsense.

Qin Jiu glanced at Lin Xinglu who had been following behind Mu Zheng.

He had seen Lin Xinglu when he made a fuss in Kunlun. At that time, Lin Xinglu was born out of the sky, like the most dazzling star in the night sky, shining brilliantly. Now when he looked again, Lin Xinglu looked up and stared at him.

Qin Jiu felt as if his whole body was frozen. He had never seen such a pair of eyes in his life.

There is almost no emotion at all, and the black eyeballs are like an unfathomable black hole, looking at you indifferently, like a high god, looking down on this world indifferently.

"This is Ling disciple?" Qin Jiu asked in amazement.

Since the first battle of Moxiu, everyone in the world has known that Lin Xinglu is the eyeball and treasure in the palm of head Mu. Lin Xinglu is here to defeat the demon star Mu Zheng.

Right now is the time when Mu Zheng is needed, there is no need for Mu Zheng to do anything, as long as he stays obediently in Fuyunxu for a day, Moxiu will be afraid of him for a day.

If something happened to Lin Xinglu, there was no guarantee that something would happen to Mu Zheng.

Qin Jiu was even more worried than Mu Zheng for a moment.

Mu Zheng didn't trust him, so he pursed his lips and didn't answer.

He didn't talk about Qin Jiu and didn't ask much, he just told him that the ancient swordsmanship was stored on the ninth floor, and he brought the two of them there himself.

"Mu head, just look for it, I still have to take care of common things." After he finished speaking, he left the space for the two of them, the master and the apprentice.

Lin Xinglu picked up a book casually and flipped through it, slowly fascinated.

Mu Zheng could see ten lines at a glance, anxious. He searched for a while, then turned to look at Lin Xinglu. Seeing that Lin Xinglu had been reading there quietly, he turned his head again. After a while, he couldn't let go. He turned back and pestered Lin Xinglu to call him. .

"Master?"

Dozens of times like this, Lin Xinglu was so annoyed, he didn't read the book, and simply meditated on the spot, refusing to open his eyes and pay attention to him.

Mu Zheng also felt that he was too nervous, so he read the Heart Sutra for a while before he started looking for sword skills.

The bamboo forest outside the scripture building was blown into waves by the wind. The sound accompanied Mu Zheng for ten days before he finally found the 'Ruthless Sword Way' with red eyes.

With eyes that have been restless for ten days, he read every word carefully, and when he closed the book, his heart almost went cold.

What awaited Lin Xinglu seemed to be a dead end.

After the 81 thunderstorms have passed, there is still the calamity of the heart demon.

There are only a handful of people who have participated in the heart demon tribulation of the heavenly way. Even if the progress is rapid, if you pass the heart demon calamity, you can stand shoulder to shoulder with the incarnation period, but as long as you fail, you will disappear in smoke, and there will be no chance of reincarnation.

This is also the reason for the disappearance of the 'ruthless sword way' inheritance.

No one wants to embark on such a road of no return, without even having any chance of regretting it.

Mu Zheng's mind seemed to have been hit by a sap, and he looked at Lin Xinglu who was still meditating in a daze.

He remembered that outside Wanxueyuan, Lin Xinglu held up the peeping stone and let him look at it. With just one glance, he saw that Lin Xinglu's aura seemed to be broken and almost dissipated.

But he boasted of supernatural powers, thinking that he could solve it with his own ability. During the 50 years when Lin Xinglu's soul lamp was extinguished, he regretted it all the time, but there was never a moment that was as painful as it is now.

At the moment when Lin Xinglu came back, he thought that the Dao of Heaven had given him hope, but now, he personally extinguished this hope with his own hands. It was a bottomless despair.

His heart was pained and numb, his tears seemed to dry up, he couldn't cry, he could only let this touch of emotion drag him into the abyss.

Why did he have to get his eyes back? Wouldn’t it be enough if he could see?Why do we have to see more clearly?

What is being bullied by others compared to losing Lin Xinglu?

I am the most stupid person in the world, what is the use of having such eyes?

Mu Zheng's emotions that had been suppressed for many days erupted like a torrent, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, awakening Lin Xinglu who was meditating.

After ten days without opening his eyes, Lin Xinglu was in a daze for a moment, then stood up and looked at Mu Zheng and asked, "What about Master?"

Mu Zheng wiped away the blood on his lips with his sleeve, gritted his teeth, and refused to say anything.

He staggered and took a step, Lin Xinglu stepped forward to support him, he touched Lin Xinglu's warm hand, which was still the temperature of his nostalgia, and said in his heart: "There must be a way, I am the lord of the world, how could there be no way. "

Mu Zheng stayed in Kunlun for a long time, asked the head of Kunlun for many things, and returned to Fuyunxu after half a month.

Zhonghui heard that they came back and brought Lin Mingqi to ask about the situation. He just called out "big brother" when he heard Lin Xinglu ask him: "Who are you?"

At that moment, he couldn't help it anymore, lowered his head and his eyes were red.

"Brother, have you forgotten me too?" Lin Mingqi trembled violently, looking at Lin Xinglu in disbelief.

Lin Xinglu glanced back at Mu Zheng, as if asking him who is this?

Lin Mingqi trembled, and looked at Lin Xinglu carefully for a long time, as if he could remember it by looking at Lin Xinglu a few more times, but Lin Xinglu didn't respond, and even became a little impatient.

She threw herself into Zhonghui's arms and burst into tears.

Mu Zheng let the two of them grieve, opened a large formation to protect the mountain, brought Lin Xinglu to the top of the mountain, and asked him to meditate beside him.

The more aura gathered in Lin Xinglu's body, the stronger he thought that this catastrophe should be within this month. He didn't have much time, but he had a lot to do.