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Chapter 75(1/2)

Understand eyelash shaking.

His face seemed calm, but his brain was almost blank, and he didn't know what to react to the right one.

Almost subconsciously, Zhiju looked up at her, with a dazed look, and could not find any of the appearance he looked on the lake of Wenxin that day.

Meeting the enlightened vision, Heng Yu felt faint in his heart.

She paused for a second and said innocently: "I just... don't like it very much. In addition, you are injured and can't move around, so I'll do it for you."

"You and I are familiar with each other, so don't be polite to me."

Enlightenment: "…"

Heng Yu put down the hand that was still stroking his cheek, fell back, widened the distance between him, and stood up from the bed: "You are still wearing a garment, change your clothes first, I'll take out the bowl."

He walked to the door with his bowl on the edge of the door frame, and Heng Yu looked back at him and emphasized, "It was not intentional." After saying that, she laughed first. Her reactions before and after seemed a little sloppy and irresponsible. Isn't it intentional? Just coax this person.

"Let's go, you can recover from your injuries. I will stay in the house to study the formation in the next few days."

Heng Yu put the bowl in the kitchen, and when he walked out, he met the monk Nian. He scratched his head with one hand, with a little confused expression.

Heng Yu walked towards him: "What's wrong?"

Le Nian was still scratching her head: "Senior brother seems to be in a bad mood."

"Hmm?" Was he angry?

"He was so angry that his face turned red." Le Nian looked suspicious, "Did you say something too much?"

Heng Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled sly: "How dare he do you? He is still hurt now."

When he returned the same route, Hengyu picked the dog tail grass on the roadside and bit it at will.

She walked lightly, and the dogtail grass in the corner of her lips shook up and down with her movements.

Several junior sisters were playing in the sea of ​​iris. When they saw Heng Yu, they greeted him obediently, and gave Heng Yu the fresh iris they had just picked.

Heng Yu thanked them for their kindness and returned to the house with the bouquet of flowers.

She used an empty jade bottle to collect some water, inserted the iris into the jade bottle, and dripped a drop of spiritual liquid into it. This way the flowers can be kept for a longer time.

Place the vase on the windowsill and place it next to the pot of Clivia.

The morning wind blew in from outside, blew the string of wind chimes hanging on the edge of the bed and made the bells ring. Heng Yu turned around and looked at the string of wind chimes, and the afterglow swept the Forgetful Grass seeds placed inside the pillow.

Heng Yu stood there for a while before walking back to the bed.

She took off her shoes and sat on the bed, picked up the tear-like grass seeds of Forgetful Worry and put them in front of her eyes and looked at them carefully.

Under the sunlight, the Forget-Wait Grass seeds are so transparent that they seem to refract light.

Heng Yu suddenly remembered that day in Wenxin Lake. She looked at enlightenment with her eyes flowing for him.

——She glanced at the sight of the mountains, rivers, wind and moon.

After a long time, Heng Yu leaned back, his back pressing against the wooden board at the head of the bed.

The wooden boards were filled with a faint coldness, spreading from the place they were close to their bodies.

Heng Yu felt lost inexplicably.

An hour later, Heng Yu vaguely heard a knock on the door.

I originally thought it was my auditory hallucination, but the knock on the door was unyielding, and it stopped for a while and rang again again.

Heng Yu opened his eyes in a daze and realized that he had fallen asleep on the pillow when he was leaning against the pillow.

Sitting up from the bed, Heng Yu tidied up his clothes and hair, and walked to open the door.

Wu Mei had been waiting for a long time outside the door.

She glanced at Heng Yu and joked, "Why did you come here to open the door so long? Could it be that you met a wild man in the room? Well? Could it be a Buddhist son?"

Heng Yu moved a step aside: "Who can tell this matter correctly? If your guess is true, will you still dare to come in now?"

Wumei rolled her eyes at her, put her hands behind her back, stepped into the room, and helped Hengyu take the door.

The two of them sat down, Wumei didn't bother Hengyu, so they picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.

Of course, the tea is cold.

Seeing Wumei's actions, Heng Yu sighed in her heart. She felt that her relationship with Wumei was really strange.

It doesn't seem to count if she says she is a friend. But if she says she is not a friend, Wumei seems very familiar in her room, and she won't feel offended.

Heng Yu found a spiritual fruit from the storage ring, wiped it clean and ate it twice, and asked, "Where have you been there these few days?"

After the Taoist competition, she originally wanted to find Wumei and told Wumei about the detected results, but she could not find anyone.

Wu Mei sighed happily: "Some private matters need to be dealt with. Moreover, Yu Xia was seriously injured by the Great Dao. I have to take the opportunity to show my presence. By the way, after all, how did you investigate the matter that day?"

After Heng Yu finished talking about the situation that day, Wu Mei nodded with a thoughtful expression.

"Do you know some hidden stories about Yu Xia?"

Heng Yu just asked casually, but who wanted Wu Mei to show hesitation. After a while, he nodded slightly and said, "I think something is wrong."

"Is it convenient to say?"

Wu Mei gritted her teeth and said, "Yu Xia has been recuperating during this period. He was copying ancient books while he was idle. When I helped him sort out the manuscript, I caught some words. The content on it seemed to be a record of the battle scene between the human race and the evil demons ten thousand years ago..."

"What does it mean?" Heng Yu's eyes narrowed.

"I don't know." Wumei shook her head, "I just told you what I saw, I don't know the truth."

Heng Yu's eyes drooped, and it actually involved thousands of years ago? Yu Xia's affairs were probably not simple.

She silently bit the spirit fruit and reminded: "Then don't explore it specifically, so as not to get angry from the Sword Sect."

Wumei wants to stay in the Sword Sect to guide Yu Xia and complete the inner quest, so it is better not to do anything out of the ordinary.

Wumei was very helpful to Heng Yu's warning. The corners of her lips raised slightly and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not the one who doesn't know the importance of it."

-

It was raining early in the morning and the temperature dropped sharply.

Heng Yu felt cold, so he chose a thick red long skirt to wear, and also put on a long black cloak on the outside.

She stretched out the umbrella, walked into the rain, and went to the sword test platform to participate in the battle formation competition.

This time I realized that I did not come to watch.

Because Heng Yu didn't inform him at all, it would be better to take good care of the wounds of the Great Dao and not move around.

The sword test platform is as lively as ever.

The disciples of various sects discussed and exchanged their cultivation experiences, and even the heavy rain could not stop their enthusiasm.

But their voices melted into the noisy crackling sounds, which made Heng Yu feel a little blunt and painful in his brain.

She raised her hand and pressed her temples with her slender fingertips to relieve the pain.

“Don’t feel comfortable?”

Behind him, a light and pleasant voice came.

Heng Yu looked back and found that the person who was talking was fate. He held an umbrella with one hand. The umbrella was not big, it was an oil-paper umbrella. He stood under the umbrella and smiled, as if he had a lingering meaning flowing in it.

Heng Yu withdrew his gaze and said, "I have been reading the formation book these days, and I haven't had a good rest."

Leyuan walked to her side and walked forward side by side with her: "Your formation is a little weaker, how do you think?"

Heng Yu: "Now that you have made up for the shortcomings, the next battle formation competition may not necessarily lose to you."

The two of them spoke in a familiar manner, and from a distance, they looked like friends for many years.

Leyuan smiled: "I don't doubt this."

At the ring competition that day, the sword formation she developed that she had developed pressed him to death.

Soon, the two walked to the competition location.

Nowadays, there are relatively few young monks who have the spare time to practice in seclusion, and they also major in an auxiliary skill.

There are even fewer monks who can master the auxiliary skill of formation.

Therefore, there are not many monks participating in the battle formation competition, only about one hundred people, among which are the foundation-building cultivators and the alchemy cultivators.

Leyuan asked Hengyu to stay where he was waiting, and he walked up to inquire about the rules of the competition.

Heng Yu stood bored, her eyes fell on the edge of the oil-paper umbrella, watching the raindrops slide down from the tip of the umbrella quickly and hit the ground, as if a splash of water was blooming. Then she thought and realized something - she seemed to have not seen him for five days.

"What are you thinking?" Leyuan asked clearly about the rules and turned back. Seeing Heng Yu's eyes empty and distracted, he asked casually.

Heng Yu raised his eyes, without hiding the fate, and replied casually: "I'm thinking about it and realizing it."

The dark color flashed in Leyuan's eyes.

He knew that the person in front of him was clear-headed, so the answer could only be that she said on purpose.

His face remained calm and he followed her words: "I just met him yesterday. The Dao wound has recovered very quickly and will not miss the next Doudan competition." After a pause, Leyuan said, "I won't talk about these. The competition is about to begin. I will introduce the rules of the competition to you first."

There are not many monks participating in the battle formation competition, so the competition method is not complicated, and it is mainly divided into three rounds.
To be continued...
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