Ji Jinrong didn't care about the Shengbai Shuang who came up to meet him, let alone the members of the major families rushing towards the testing hall. He shouted loudly: "Fatty!"
Fatty spread his wings, stretched out his claws, grabbed Ji Jinrong, and took Ji Jinrong to the outside of the hall. The sun is shining outside the hall, reflecting the bustling and busy people in the world.
Ji Jinrong remembered that when he woke up in the morning, Feng Su was sitting on the edge of his bed, his deep and gentle eyes fell on his face, as if he had been looking at him for thousands of years. At that time, Wei Tingjun didn't take half a step inside the door; now, Feng Su has already sat by his bedside, as long as he grows up a bit—
As long as he's a little older, they can get closer—
In the morning Ji Jinrong only felt happy.
I feel that there is nothing to worry about between them.
Practitioners in this world have a long life, they can play this world well, and then find the most suitable "leaving" position.
But the "fate" he saw when he woke up made Ji Jinrong extremely uneasy.
Is that Feng Su's "fate"
No emotion, no warmth, anyone who gave him a little warmth would leave him—he became the "evil master" in others' mouths, just because he was a "bad star" and because his parents were born in evil ways—
What's even more frightening is that all these sufferings and sorrows are just "experiences" arranged by the people behind them, in order to cultivate the best successors of the "Honorable Lord"!
What kind of "destiny" is this!
Thinking of Feng Su's eyes in the morning, Ji Jinrong's heart twitched.
He should have found out a long time ago, he should have found out that that look was so different from usual.
Just like when he arranged for Wei Tingjun to go to the border, Wei Tingjun always looked at him like that, and there was a surging undercurrent hidden under those eyes—
The night before Wei Tingjun agreed to him, he saw the figure who never bent his knees and never bent his back kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly.
Feng Su's eyes in the morning played back repeatedly in Ji Jinrong's mind.
Why didn't he find out.
Ji Jinrong said, "Fatty, go back to where you live."
Feng Su left after seeing his talent.
When he walked towards the testing stone, Feng Su still held his hand. Feng Su also said: "Since this is the case, we won't do it."
Looking back now, everything is traceable. Feng Su probably had expected the result of his talent test, otherwise, Feng Su would never say "we won't do it".
You must know that the life span of ordinary people is very short, but practitioners can live for two to three hundred years!
How could Feng Su say something that made him give up his talent for awakening
The only possibility is that Feng Su had anticipated all this.
Feng Su had already made preparations for leaving the Luan Dynasty.
Right now the capital of the country is in great chaos because of his awakening, if Feng Su deliberately hides his whereabouts, no one will be able to find him!
Ji Jinrong only hoped to see a few words left by Feng Su in his residence.
He didn't believe that Feng Su would not leave him a word.
Obviously the affection in those eyes is not fake.
It's clear that they're very close—
Pangpang flew down with Ji Jinrong.
When Fatty stopped, Ji Jinrong turned over and got off the ground, and ran back to his residence.
After the owner left, the room was a little cold. Ji Jinrong stood in the middle of the room, scanning everything in the room.
Soon, he found that the things on the desk seemed different from yesterday.
Ji Jinrong walked over.
There was a faint smell of medicinal herbs on the table, the smell was very light, if his nose was not very sensitive, he would definitely not be able to smell it.
Ji Jinrong's heart skipped a beat, and he picked up the inkstone next to him. The ink in the inkstone has dried up, but there is still some smell left. Biteng, white grass, Melaleuca, thread lotus—
Ji Jinrong's hand holding the inkstone trembled slightly.
The addition of these medicinal materials can make the ink "invisible", and the paper written on it must be treated with the corresponding medicinal liquid to see the words on it. The proportion of medicinal materials used in the "invisible" medicinal liquid is different, and the corresponding "visible" medicinal liquid The ratio is also different. He discovered this by accident, and he told Feng Su about this thing, saying that he could use this ink to send letters - in this way, even if the letter falls into someone else's hands, nothing will be revealed!
Feng Su smiled and said at the time: "Beidou has many ways to transmit information, but writing letters is the smallest. I will save this method and use it later when the two of us want to have a private conversation—at that time, only we in this world will know about letters." what was written on it."
Was Feng Su ready to leave so long ago
When Feng Su brought Yu Ji back, did he originally want to take him with him
Where will Feng Su go
Ji Jinrong's eyes fell on the stack of white papers in the middle of the table.
There is no trace of writing on the white paper.
Ji Jinrong folded the white paper at the top and asked Pangpang to take him straight to the alchemy room.
There are tools for him and Feng Su to refine the liquid medicine.
Ji Jinrong quickly prepared the "revealing" medicinal liquid according to the proportion.
Ji Jinrong's heart beat like a drum.
He let the liquid smudge on the paper.
The familiar handwriting slowly appeared on the paper.
Nothing was written on it.
There are only two words on it.
"wait for me."
Wait for me to fix everything, wait for me to come back to you, wait for me—
Ji Jinrong's palms trembled slightly.
He tore the paper vigorously.
The word "wait" he hates the most.
They were facing swords and swords outside, but he could only wait.
Waiting for news from them, waiting for the result of their decision on life and death, waiting for a reunion that will come—maybe he waited and waited until the news of their death at the border, or maybe he didn’t wait until the news came back. Died on the sickbed.
Ji Jinrong thought he would never taste that kind of pain again.
Unexpectedly, Feng Su left him with these two words.
Ji Jinrong hated himself for being too weak.
His talent has just awakened, but Feng Su has already become an eight-star powerhouse a few years ago.
An eight-star powerhouse in his twenties is definitely a miracle among miracles.
Ji Jinrong stretched out his hand, and ignited a light blue flame in his palm.
This flame is exactly the same as the flame controlled by Feng Su.
After his talent was awakened, he knew that it was impossible to break through as quickly as Feng Su with this water spirit root alone.
Feng Su also has dual spiritual roots!
Lian Ping and Yan Hongyu mentioned that Feng Su did the talent test quietly by himself.
At that time, Sheng Baishuang was retreating, Lian Ping was busy with disaster relief work, and Yan Hongyu happened to have an awkward relationship with Feng Su—so no one noticed that there was anything wrong.
Feng Su has been hiding it very well.
Feng Su will leave, is it related to another spiritual root he possesses
Just like the light root will be sought after by people from all major families, another attribute will also attract other people—
Dark spirit root.
There will be visions when the light root appears, and so will the appearance of the dark root. It is said that the disaster was so severe that year that even Lian Ping himself could hardly control the rioting refugees.
Now, that's no coincidence.
Ji Jinrong clenched his fists.
Just like he didn't tell Feng Su about the "travel through time and space", Feng Su didn't tell him about the past either. What Feng Su meant was that he would resolutely come back to him after everything, and told him not to worry or worry.
Damn don't worry about it!
Damn don't worry!
He didn't even know what kind of danger Feng Su was going to face.
Ji Jinrong stood quietly in the alchemy room for a while, then called out "Fatty". Chubby stood on Ji Jinrong's shoulders like a spiritual being, and his long "tail" curled around Ji Jinrong's neck flexibly.
Ji Jinrong and Pangpang whispered a few words, walked to the door and gently opened it.
A group of people headed by Yu Ji stood in front of the door in darkness.
Yu Ji took a step forward, knelt on the ground on one knee, saluted him earnestly and solemnly, and shouted: "Your Majesty!"
Ji Jinrong looked at Yu Ji silently.
Yu Ji raised his head and fixedly looked at Ji Jinrong.
He didn't know what happened, and he didn't know why Ji Jinrong ran out. All he knew was that Feng Su disappeared suddenly, and Ji Jinrong's eyes were full of sadness.
That kind of sadness is a heart-piercing pain, as if watching a big mountain pressing towards him, but he can't move at all, and can only wait helplessly for death to come slowly.
That kind of pain and despair is beyond Yu Ji's imagination.
Before that, he just wanted to listen to Feng Su's words and get rid of the bitter days before.
Yu Ji knew that Ji Jinrong needed the position of monarch.
He knew that Ji Jinrong could do better than him.
Ji Jinrong can—
You can find Fengsu—
Sure.
Yu Ji maintained a half-kneeling posture, waiting for Ji Jinrong's response.
Ji Jinrong suddenly came to his senses.
His eyes swept over the people who were half kneeling on the ground following Yu Ji.
For half the salary, Ji Jinrong stepped forward to help Yu Ji: "Get up."
Yu Ji stood up in response.
Ji Jinrong met his eyes and looked at him in unison.
Ji Jinrong smiled slightly, and said, "Let's all go back, I want to take a rest first." He added meaningfully, "It will not be easy to rest in the future."
Everyone cheered up and dispersed as they said.
They have to go back and figure out what to do next.
If they were not mistaken, the ugly gray bird beside Ji Jinrong had changed a little bit. Its feathers began to glow faintly, and gradually turned from light gray like bald hair to light red, and the traces of sparks were like flames, slowly spreading across its body.
The burning is not too hot, but the appearance can no longer be called ugly!
This is Zhu Bird!
This must be Zhu Bird!
Rumor has it that the form of the Vermilion Bird is indeterminate, and no one knows what it looks like! Its only characteristic is that it gradually acquires flame-like feathers as it grows.
It's like being born from the ashes of fire.
Every time there is a vision of canonization, there is always a big flaming bird hovering in the sky. Although the big bird is painted differently in various scrolls, everyone only remembers its only name: Vermilion Bird.
The vermilion bird is here, and the saint is coming again!
Ji Jinrong stood where he was and watched the crowd disperse one after another.
Yu Ji didn't leave.
Yu Ji stared at Pang Pang in dumbfounded.
The flame-like luster on Pangpang's body gradually faded away.
It has returned to its gray and bald appearance.
Yu Ji stared wide-eyed: "What's going on? Why did it change back to such an ugly look?"
With chubby round eyes full of anger, he called out to Yu Ji, meaning "You are ugly, your whole family is ugly".
After staring, it looked at Ji Jinrong, and gave Yu Ji another fierce look: "No, except for our Ajin! Our Ajin is beautiful and cute!"
Yu Ji: "..."
hell! Why can he understand the meaning of this ugly bird!
Fatty: "..."
You bully the bird too much, you are the ugly bird!
Pangpang arched its head towards Ji Jinrong's neck, wanting Ji Jinrong to "hold justice" for him.
Ji Jinrong smiled: "Of course we are not ugly when we are fat, we are the cutest when we are fat, didn't you see that those people just stared dumbfounded?"
Fatty rubbed against Ji Jinrong happily: "Can I dye it blue next time?"
Ji Jinrong said, "Sure, any color you want!"
Yu Ji: "..."
It was as if he had heard something extraordinary.
Yu Ji came back and stared at Ji Jinrong again: "Are you lying?!"
Just now when he saw the "Red Bird" on Ji Jinrong's shoulder, Yu Ji knelt so willingly - even the Red Bird recognized Ji Jinrong as his master, so what was he arguing with Ji Jinrong? Ji Jinrong's talent is better than him, and his personality is so soft, he took the initiative to "return" the position of monarch, Ji Jinrong will definitely not harm him—
Unexpectedly, this ugly bird was not a "red bird" at all, it was Ji Jinrong who dyed it!
Yu Ji said: "How can you lie to people! If they know—"
Ji Jinrong teased him with a smile: "Don't let them know. Pangpang likes you very much, so it just talked to you just now. You won't betray its secret, right?"
Yu Ji turned his gaze to Pang Pang.
Fatty also looked at him, and there was something called "trust" in his eyes.
Yu Ji blushed, agreeing or not agreeing. He is still not at ease: "But if—"
Ji Jinrong said, "There is no if."
What he wants to get and what he wants to do, he has never been unable to obtain or do it. Feng Su wanted to solve everything by himself, and he would not obstruct it; but if you want him to do nothing, just wait obediently—
No way.
Ji Jinrong is very familiar with how to make others believe that he is "managed by destiny". No matter how powerful his light root is or not, no matter whether Pang Pang is a "Red Bird" or not, he will make it a fact.
He said fat is, so fat is.
Of course, relying on "mandate of heaven" to win over people's hearts is far from enough.
The prosperity of the world is all for profit; the world is full of hustle and bustle, all for profit.
Ji Jinrong stretched out his arms to hug Yu Ji, and said, "Brother Yu Ji, A Su was snatched away." He swept Yu Ji's head, "We must find a way to get him back!"
Yu Ji was stunned, he didn't care about scolding Ji Jinrong whether he was old or young, and asked anxiously: "Snatched away? Who took it away?" Yu Ji was very angry, "In broad daylight, they dare to reveal Are you here to rob someone—"
Ji Jinrong let go of Yu Ji and said, "I don't know either."
Yu Ji calmed down.
Ji Jinrong said: "But it's like climbing a height, the higher you climb, the more things you can see." His tone was firm, "As long as we become stronger and stronger, everything will naturally be in front of our eyes."
Yu Ji said: "Okay!" He was very serious, "I will listen to you, I will do what you say!"
Ji Jinrong smiled and said, "Brother Yu Ji is so kind."
Yu Ji's ears turned red, and he cursed angrily: "I didn't do this because I like you, I still really hate you!"
Ji Jinrong said, "Of course, you just want to snatch Ah Su back just like me."
Yu Ji: "..."
Although what this guy said was exactly what he wanted to say, it still sounded weird.
At this time, Sheng Baishuang, Lian Ping, and Yan Hongyu also rushed back.
Seeing Yan Hongyu, Yu Ji trembled inexplicably, and retreated behind Ji Jinrong.
Ji Jinrong paused.
He looked at Yan Hongyu. Yu Ji confronted him a few days ago, how could he bring someone to look for him like he did just now. Yu Ji can "figure it out", someone should help him "figure it out".
As for how to help, one can get a glimpse of Yu Ji's fear of Yan Hongyu.
Definitely not a gentle way!
Ji Jinrong didn't delve into it.
Yan Hongyu chose him because she gave him Pangpang.
Last time he had already told Sheng Baishuang that he wanted to leave, but Sheng Baishuang still arranged for him to attend class with Yu Ji, there must be her reasons.
Looking at it now, the "reason" should be Yan Hongyu.
When everyone agreed with Yu Ji as the "new monarch", Yan Hongyu still did not change her choice.
Ji Jinrong didn't care about Yan Hongyu's reason for choosing her.
If you want to go to a higher position, you must use some means.
Otherwise, he would not have made a "disguise" for Pangpang.
Ji Jinrong looked serious, and said, "Sister Sheng, Sister Hongyu, Lian, let's talk."
Some things cannot be done alone.
Sheng Baishuang, Yan Hongyu and Lian Ping must know more than him.
Qun Yushan.
Every ten years, Qunyu Mountain will hold a Zongmen Dabi. The so-called Zongmen Grand Competition means that the major sects gather together to compete and compete, and to rank in a serious manner.
Before the "Holy One" reappears, all major sects will send their core disciples to Qunyu Mountain to increase their competition.
Compared with the initial discussion of martial arts, the current Zongmen Grand Competition is very gentle and to the point. Now the focus of the major sects is on the "talks" of the sects at the back, and the "talks" are the ones where the open and dark arrows are constantly coming. After all, the things set at this group of jade meetings are all sects must abide by .
Qunyu Mountain is named for its rich jade. Any stone on Qunyu Mountain contains great spiritual power, and it is simply a natural spiritual weapon. But there are countless people who come to participate in the Jade Fair every year, but no one dares to touch these "stones".
Because there are "mountain guards" in Qunyu Mountain.
These powerful "mountain guardians" are the reason why the major sects abide by the various "resolutions" at the Jade Meeting.
People only admire those who are stronger than themselves.
This year, a rookie master appeared, and he stole the limelight at the Jade Fair. This expert is only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, and he has joined the sect for only eight years, yet he has already become the person with the highest cultivation level among the younger generation of the sect.
Qunyuhui won seven games in a row against this rookie master, and those who bet on him in the black gambling house have already lost their pants!
In the teahouse, many people were reading "Qunyuhui Times" with copies. At the table by the window, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy in black clothes was sitting there drinking tea, holding a copy of "Qunyuhui Times" in his hand very gregariously. In the center of the newspaper, there is a portrait of the most discussed person at the Jade Meeting today.
Opposite him, sat a teenager about his age. Compared with the calmness of the young man in Xuanyi, this young man was a little embarrassed, and said worriedly: "A Jin, aren't we going to meet Lord Hongyu and the others?"
The boy in Xuanyi is Ji Jinrong. He smiled and said, "It's rare to come out to play, why don't we go shopping by ourselves?"
Sitting opposite him is naturally Yu Ji. He obviously had shadows on Yan Hongyu, and this time Ji Jinrong led him away from Yan Hongyu and his party, he was really not at peace—for fear that Yan Hongyu would be angry if he found out.
Seeing Yu Ji's anxious face, Ji Jinrong stopped teasing him: "Don't be afraid, I told Sister Hongyu about it."
Yu Ji's ears turned red: "I'm not afraid!"
Ji Jinrong looked at him with a smile.
Yu Ji said: "I do it because I respect Lord Hongyu."
Yu Ji's words were sincere. The moment he saw the result of Ji Jinrong's talent test, he was completely stunned. After Ji Jinrong left on a fat ride, Yan Hongyu took him away—in that short half hour, what Yan Hongyu told him was the gap between him and Ji Jinrong, and also told him what he had to bear in order to inherit the throne Responsibility.
Yan Hongyu let him know that inheriting the position of monarch is not only about enjoying the pleasure of having power, status and wealth, but also having to shoulder heavy burdens.
And he couldn't do that.
Yu Ji is very grateful to Yan Hongyu for letting him understand all this.
Otherwise, he would fight like a fool and become a pawn in other people's hands.
Yu Ji's face was tense and his expression was serious.
What Ji Jinrong likes most is Yu Ji's enthusiasm. He agreed with Yu Ji's words: "I also respect Sister Hongyu."
He tasted the dim sum in the tea house, his eyes lit up. He said: "This taste is really good, you should try it soon and tell Ah Lian later."
Yu Ji said: "Lord Lian Ping has no time to come and eat." Recently, Master Lian Ping is so busy that he doesn't even have time to make his beloved cookies. This kind of busy state is not uncommon in recent years!
Ji Jinrong said, "Don't you think Ah Lian's expression of wanting to eat but not being able to eat is funny?"
Yu Ji: "..."
Yu Ji complained for Ah Lian: "You are too much, Mr. Lian Ping treats you so well!"
"It seems to be too much," Ji Jinrong said reflectively, "Why don't you go to the store and ask for some syrup they use to give back to A Lian?"
Yu Ji responded immediately: "Okay!"
Ji Jinrong watched Yu Ji run away with a smile.
The vitality of young people is good.
Ji Jinrong's gaze returned to "Qunyushan Times".
The portrait on it was actually Tai Mingan who left the capital eight years ago.
Ji Jinrong looked at the introduction written on the report.
In fact, this introduction had already been placed on his desk.
Heavenly Fiend Sect.
Not a good place.
To be able to participate in the Jade Gathering, of course, the Tiansha Sect cannot be classified as an evil way. However, the cultivation method of the Tiansha Sect is extremely insidious, and only one out of ten disciples recruited every year can survive—as for how they survived, only they themselves know!
The Tai family actually joined the Tiansha Sect, no wonder they haven't heard any news in the past few years.
Joining with the power of the Tai family, Tai Ming'an should not suffer much.
It's just that after entering the Tiansha sect, it's very difficult to get out.
Ji Jinrong raised his hand to pick up the second piece of pastry, but he didn't put it into his mouth for a long time.
He put the pastry back on the plate.
You can only walk the path you choose.
Ji Jinrong looked out the window.
Coincidentally, the people in the newspaper happened to be surrounded by people.
Tai Ming'an walked in the middle, his face was cold, and he had an unconcealable evil spirit on his body. The people around fawned over to Tai Ming'an, but Tai Ming'an didn't respond with a word, only the trace of impatience on his face let people know that he heard the buzzing of "flies".
Ji Jinrong remembered the little fat man when they first met.
Although his temper is a bit aggressive and his work is a bit sloppy, he is still a pure boy. Even in the night market eight years ago, Tai Ming'an hasn't changed much.
Now after eight years, Tai Ming'an has been tempered by time to such an extent.
Ji Jinrong withdrew his gaze.
Can't think too much.
He didn't even find Feng Su, so he couldn't care about others.
At this moment, Yu Ji ran back and happily said to Ji Jinrong, "I'm coming back!"
Yu Ji is now much more cheerful than when he first returned to the capital, and more like a child of his age.
Children should come out to play more.
Ji Jinrong boasted sincerely, "Brother Yu Ji is really amazing."
Yu Ji: "..."
Always feel weird.