Chapter 76
Chapter 76
Sima Xun: "..."
Song Changqing asked Jade Bird to give him that letter.
If it is really what Rong Yi said, then...
He suddenly remembered Luo Zichen's inexplicable actions when he got along with him, and he saw his portrait in Luo Zichen's cave mansion on Yushu Mountain in Changyao.
The countless doubts and inexplicable feelings of joy that had grown up before raged in his mind and body again.
But at this moment, he was still a little puzzled about what Rong Yi said about Shen Xun, suppressing the complicated thoughts that suddenly appeared in his mind, Sima Xun's eyes showed some doubts towards Rong Yi.
Rong Yi lowered his head, and continued with a respectful face: "Shen Xun's body and appearance are very similar to yours before. When my subordinates were in the world of heaven and earth in Yuanyang City, when they saw Shen Xun's body, It felt so familiar."
Sima Xun nodded, Rong Yi did recognize him very quickly, and he also knew the reason.
And in fact, Shen Xun is not only similar to him in appearance, but also has the same background and past experiences...
Sima Xun felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Could it be that what Rong Yi just said was that Luo Zichen took Shen Xun as his apprentice because he was similar to him?
Why……
The answer was right in front of him, but Sima Xun didn't dare to touch it for no reason.
Rong Yi continued at this time: "After thinking about it and seeing it, my subordinates began to think that it was nonsense, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized that what was said in the letter was very likely to be true."
"Now that I think about it, if Luo Zichen took Shen Xun as a disciple for you, then Wanshenggu raised such a person who is so similar to you and sent him to Changyao, it is very likely that he knew Luo Zichen's... The idea is to let Luo Zichen accept Shen Xun as an apprentice."
"And Luo Zichen has never taken in a disciple before, and now he has never taken in a disciple except Shen Xun. If he intends to pass on the Tianyan Jue, who else will he give it to besides Shen Xun?
"Subordinates speculate that Gao Zhuo guessed Luo Zichen's thoughts, raised Shen Xun, and wanted to steal the Tianyan Jue."
Hearing this, Sima Xun smiled, "If that's the case, then Gao Zhuo guessed wrong, Luo Zichen didn't give the Tianyan Jue to Shen Xun."
That is to him.
If Luo Zichen really gave him the Tianyan Jue at that time, then Gao Zhuo might have really stolen the Tianyan Jue at this time, after all Shen Xun could know what he was thinking.
Sima Xun continued: "And why did Gao Zhuo know that Luo Zichen would accept Shen Xun?"
"Your Majesty, don't you...don't know why?" Rong Yi looked straight at Sima Xun and asked.
Sima Xun: "..."
It was this answer that was right in front of him again, which made him want to touch it but hesitated.
Rong Yi was silent for a while.
Caidao: "In fact, the letter also mentioned that there is no flaw in the exercises after Tianyan Jue's Soul Realm."
Sima Xun: "..."
He immediately walked out of the hesitation just now, and his thoughts began to spin rapidly.
After a long time, he murmured somewhat puzzled: "Tianyan Jue's skills after the Soul Realm are incomplete, how did Luo Zichen cultivate—"
Having said that, Sima Xun clenched his fists violently.
A voice in his heart kept telling him, this is right, this is the truth.
Only when Tian Yanjue's skills were incomplete, and when he saw Luo Zichen for the first time after his rebirth, would he look like that.
Only when Tian Yanjue's skills are incomplete, Luo Zichen will look like he has a serious physical problem, or something is wrong.
It was also like this that he was no longer Gao Zhuo's opponent when he clearly had the upper hand in front of the Chongming Hall on the Wufeng Peak of Changyao Mountain.
Thinking of this, Sima Xun gave Rong Yi a dissatisfied look.
That letter was so important that Rong Yi actually burned it without authorization.
"You—" Sima Xun wanted to reprimand him, but the words slipped from his mouth and he swallowed them again.
Rong Yi met Sima Xun's gaze, and couldn't help but bowed his head a little guilty.
In fact, when he saw that letter, he read too many things from it.
He easily saw the looming affection between Luo Zichen and Junshang.Before, he always thought that Junshang hated Luo Zichen to the bone, but after reading the letter and thinking about it, he could vaguely feel that Junshang didn't hate Luo Zichen at all, but...
It was something he dared not think about just now.
This feeling made him miserable.At that time, he felt that he could not let the letter be seen by the king. If he saw it, he would definitely regret it.
Unfortunately, a full month has passed since he finally brought him back to Jiuyou Palace.
Only then did he realize that it didn't make any difference to him whether or not Mr. Xin saw it.
Your Majesty is drunk and dreams of death every day, and he has no intention of the affairs of Jiuyou Palace, so he is frequently asked to succeed him.In fact, just now, he planned to tell the king all the content in the book, but he thought about waiting for his succession ceremony tomorrow, and then--
It's a pity that Your Majesty still didn't wait until tomorrow.
"Then what else is there in the letter besides these?" Sima Xun knew in his heart that Rong Yi had touched his things, but his tone was still somewhat indifferent.
Rong Yi has no intention of concealing it at this moment, so he hastened to explain the contents one by one: "Song Changqing should have known your identity at the time, and the main point of the letter was to say that Qingniao did not have any malicious intentions, and asked you to leave Changyao to avoid it, and then you can go find it with Qingniao. Luo Zichen may find a remote place to settle down and not be exposed."
"It's all relevant to the situation at the time, and it's not important at this time."
Sima Xun nodded, "Is there anything else?"
After a while, Rong Yi continued: "Actually, there is one more thing, but it's very cryptic, and my subordinates don't quite understand it when they read it. But combined with what happened at the Wufeng Peak of Changyao Mountain Look, thinking about the meaning, it should be—”
Rong Yi paused for a moment, and said with a serious expression: "Luo Zichen's time is numbered."
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half a month later.
Wanling Lake, Green Bamboo Garden.
It was already winter, and the temperature in Wanling Lake began to drop sharply, and even a thin layer of ice formed on the surface of the lake.
Song Changqing was patrolling Wanling Lake with a wheelchair pushed by Luanniao. He was wrapped in a thick layer of something like a blanket, which barely resisted the strong wind blowing continuously from the lake.
After a while, he sneezed violently: shrank his body and sighed: "It's so cold, but it's still warm in the yard."
The courtyard is equipped with an array to adjust the temperature, and the four seasons are like spring, so it is natural that the attack of wind and frost cannot be felt.
"Young master, why don't we go back first." Luanniao asked.
"Let's finish watching the film in front of me." Song Changqing said lightly, stretching out his hand and pointing to the road ahead.
Luanniao didn't speak any more, and put up a spiritual shield for Song Changqing. Song Changqing instantly felt that the cold air around him dissipated a lot, and his body became slightly warmer.
Song Changqing was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked Luanniao: "When I came out from the bottom of Wanling Lake, you and Qingniao have been taking care of me, why now?"
He had never asked Qingniao and Luanniao this question before, but today he suddenly became interested in it.
"This..." Luanniao hesitated for a moment, "Young master, I don't remember this matter, but... I want many masters to ask Qingniao."
"I told you a long time ago not to lie in front of me. If you want to say it, you should say something like it." Song Changqing said unhappy, "I know what you are thinking about when I see you talking!"
"I'm sorry." Luan Niao hurriedly lowered her head and pursed her lips.
"Forget it." Song Changqing waved his hand, and said again: "It's really boring, don't read it, let's go back,"
Luanniao immediately pushed up the wheelchair and walked towards the Green Bamboo Garden.
While walking, Song Changqing asked another matter: "Where is your Brother Luo now, I haven't heard from him for several days."
"The news that the blue bird sent back yesterday is now in Tianyong City." Luanniao replied, "I saw that you didn't ask about this matter, so I didn't say it."
Song Changqing couldn't help being taken aback, "Why did he go there?"
This Tianyong city is not a city, but the so-called mortal world corresponding to the world of cultivating immortals.
There are almost no monks in Tianyong City.
The main reason is that the spiritual power here is extremely thin, even the monks with the best aptitude feel that it is difficult to make progress in the realm of cultivation.
Gradually, there were no monks here, and it became a veritable mortal world.
Among them, the life of a mortal is only a hundred years, but it is a different feeling.
Like him, maybe the next 3000 years will be wasted.
"Forget it, I still feel a little cold, let's go back quickly." Then Song Changqing waved his hands.
Luan Niao quickened his pace.
At this time, a gust of cold wind blew across the surface of Wanling Lake, accompanied by the vast white snow rising into the gloomy sky.
Luanniao supported Song Changqing's wheelchair and walked step by step in the morning wind and snow.
At this time, Song Changqing suddenly heard Luan Niao behind him muttering in a low voice: "Young master... Qingniao and I take care of you, so we naturally obeyed the master's order."
The sound was mixed with the whistling wind in an instant.
But it was obvious that Song Changqing heard it.
Song Changqing: "..."
If he had heard this in the past, he might have argued one or two, saying how could that guy have such a conscience.
But at this time, it might be because of the wind and frost outside, he raised his head, his eyes were a little red.
This sounds really sensational.
After Luanniao said this, Song Changqing remained silent for a while, and Luanniao would never take the initiative to say anything to Song Changqing.
The two of them passed the location in Wanling Lake, walked only one mile in the direction of Changyao, and soon arrived at the gate of the Green Bamboo Garden.
Song Changqing breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, just as the two of them were about to go in, they saw a person standing beside him, who looked familiar.
Song Changqing grinned: "Hey, isn't this the famous Lord Demon Lord, why did he come to the humble house again?"
Sima Xun described it as a bit embarrassed at this time, he is not cultivated enough now, so he had to bypass the dangerous situation of Chang Yao and Langya and came from the other side of Wanling Lake to guard his sword.
It took half a month to arrive at Song Changqing's place.
"Where's Luo Zichen?" Sima Xun didn't hesitate at the moment, seeing Song Changqing, he immediately asked him in a hoarse voice.
"Why, ask him to fight?" Song Changqing smiled.
Sima Xun: "..."
Suddenly thought of what Song Changqing told him when he left last time.
——Goodbye is the enemy.
Sima Xun narrowed his uncomfortable eyes: "No."
"Oh, it's not." Song Changqing curled his lips, and his tone returned to the usual casualness, as if he didn't take this matter to heart.
"But you came late, he left long ago."
"Let's go..." Sima Xun's pupils shrank sharply, "What do you mean?"
"Leaving is leaving, what's the point?" Song Changqing said lightly, and then said to Luanniao: "Let's go in."
Luanniao dutifully pushed the person inside.
As soon as he reached the threshold, Song Changqing glanced back at Sima Xun who was looking dazed, smiled, and asked lazily to Luanniao: "You just said that your Senior Brother Luo has been there before?"
A smile appeared on Luanniao's face, he stopped in his tracks, and still dutifully replied: "Tianyong City, but I don't know where it is exactly."
"Tianyong City." Song Changqing nodded and sighed, "Tianyong City is so big, I'm afraid it's not easy to find."
Sima Xun: "..."
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