Heavenly practice

Chapter 252

"...What?" Zhuoji asked in a daze.

Long Xiang's face was very ugly, "You—"

"Thank Pavilion Master for me." Shen Zhuo interrupted him with a smile.

Xu nodded, then put on the veil again and left.

The room was silent with only the sound of heavy breathing, and no one spoke. After a while, Jiang Li's casual voice sounded, "What's the matter, you are still a member of Zhentianmen. Tell me what's going on?"

"A person who cultivates the Tao, who doesn't have a few kalpas in his life?" Shen Zhuo replied with a smile.

"Life and death?" Long Xiang's tone was a bit cold.

Shen Zhuo patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm fully prepared, and with the blessing of the Pavilion Master of Tianming Pavilion, nothing will go wrong."

Long Xiang looked at him coldly, "You really don't care."

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly changed, and the others felt that they were superfluous, but Jiang Li didn't have the mind to care about the sloppy relationship between them, so he immediately asked Shen Zhuo, "Is it because of the delusion that Pavilion Master Zhaori said?"

Shen Zhuo glanced at Ning Feiyue, Jiu Yuan and the others, then Hong Yue raised her hand tremblingly, "Yes... I said it."

Ok.

Shen Zhuo had no choice but to explain patiently, "Actually, I don't think it has anything to do with that matter, after all, the pavilion master didn't make it clear."

"Heh." Long Xiang sneered again.

Shen Zhuo: "..."

What's wrong with this?

However, the matter has come to this point, and Shen Zhuo doesn't seem to be willing to change for others. Jiang Li thinks that he can't even persuade Long Xiang, and he probably won't be able to persuade him, so he simply won't persuade him.

"Everyone..."

Shen Zhuo elongated his voice and attracted everyone's attention. He looked at them seriously, "I know that everyone cares about me, and I am also very grateful for your concern. Similarly, being able to come to Central Continent and meet the people from Zhentianmen Everyone, I have always been grateful, but there are some things that cannot be easily given up, even if you know you will die."

Xue Junmi looked at him fixedly, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up, "Yes."

Ning Feiyue looked at Shen Zhuo, then at Xue Junmi, and said helplessly, "Actually, I don't know right or wrong, but...Brother Shen should do as he pleases."

Jiang Li was the only one who knew that Shen Zhuo would leave soon. Hearing his words at this time, his heart was clear, and he simply asked, "Where is your hometown outside Zhongzhou?"

The few people quieted down, and their hearts were filled with anticipation. They had wondered about this question for a long time, but Shen Zhuo never revealed it, and Zhuo Ji kept secret about it, which made them even more curious, but they guessed that it should be a magical race.

Shen Zhuo smiled embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I'm not from the Asahi clan, but you don't know where I really come from, but... I will tell you my story after I finish what I have to do. from history."

"And me and me." Zhuoji was inexplicably excited.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are our companion."

Jiang Li walked out, "I'm going to say goodbye to Emperor Yuan."

Jiu Yuan nodded vigorously to Shen Zhuo behind him.

Shen Zhuo nodded, and was about to say something, when he saw the golden bracelet in his hand flicker again, his heart skipped a beat, he covered the golden bracelet calmly, and his eyes fell on the black brocade box that Xu sent.

Qianji smiled shyly, "Big~"

Shen Zhuo smiled, and reached out to open the black brocade box, but was bounced back by the patterns on it, and countless patterns flowed on it.

"The material of this brocade box looks familiar."

Zhao Kongyuan suddenly said something, and turned his gaze to Shen Zhuo, "Does it look like the material of your black robe?"

Shen Zhuo was startled, "Ziji Silver Thread?"

"Yes, people in the world don't know that although the purple silver thread is purple in silver, it will actually turn black during the refining process. Generally, the purple silver thread is black, and the purple silver thread will have inheritance patterns. You see..."

Zhao Kongyuan pointed to the array pattern on the brocade box, "The array pattern on this box is branded according to these natural patterns, so it is invisible at first glance, and it will only appear when you touch it. Of course, this array pattern It’s more natural and impeccable.”

Shen Zhuo thought for a while, stretched out his hand to hang on the brocade box, cut his finger after a while, and dripped a drop of blood on it.

At the same time as the blood dripped, the upper part of the brocade box suddenly became transparent, and disappeared completely in an instant, revealing a crystal clear white jade-like round stone, the size of an adult's palm, the drop of blood directly dripped on the jade, silver light Flashed away, nothing left.

Shen Zhuo was startled, the drop of his blood just now... But it contained a dao pattern, this jade can bear it?

Is this jade an artifact?

He was a little flattered, isn't the Asahi Pavilion Master very generous?Send an artifact directly?

"This stone... sucks blood?"

"Won't it be the same as the blood lotus stone?"

"Probably not, the pavilion master sent a blood lotus stone for an egg?"

"..."

"This is not a stone..."

Xue Junmi raised his head lightly, "It's the egg of a strange beast."

Zhuanji was stunned, "It's really useless."

"I have inquired about the three items of the Qinglin Festival before, and one of them is this strange beast egg..."

Xue Junmi sighed, "It's the most useless."

"..."

Shen Zhuo hurriedly smoothed things over, "This is also destined, don't force it."

Long Xiang glanced at him coolly, "Do you believe in fate again at this time?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo felt that he hadn't had a good talk with his nephew for a long time, so he called his eldest nephew outside for a heart-to-heart talk before Jiang Li came back.

The eldest nephew leaned against the pillar in the corridor and looked at him calmly, "What are you going to say?"

Shen Zhuo was shocked by his imperceptible arrogance, and forgot what he wanted to teach for a while, and after a while, he handed something to him.

Long Xiang lowered his eyes and looked over, it was a brown oval the size of a baby's fist, the upward side shone with luster, and the naturally formed lines were like a lifelike Buddha statue sitting in meditation, lying quietly in the palm of his white and slender palm .

Seeing that he didn't move, Shen Zhuo thought that he didn't recognize this, so he explained, "This is the bodhi seed, a sacred object of the Buddhist lineage. Xin Zhui has always used this to fight against demons—"

He suddenly stopped speaking because Long Xiang held his hand.

It's not the palm where Bodhi is lying, but the part of the fingertips.

The handsome young man who was already about the same height as him leaned against the pillar, stretched out his hand to gently hold his fingertips, and the slight warmth gradually spread to his entire palm.

Shen Zhuo was stunned.

The young man took his fingers little by little, stopped at the joints, lowered his eyes, and his voice was so soft that the wind could blow it away.

"It would be great if the person you read was me..."

Shen Zhuo's fingers trembled.

The boy's sigh quickly dissipated in the wind, and the chilly winter sun left on his face was a little gentle, but also with long and distant sadness.

It was the first time for Shen Zhuo to see someone showing such a gentle expression to him, and even Chang Ming had never seen it before.

"Love... is an uncertain thing. It can be calculated and produced under certain conditions and time, but after knowing the truth, you will feel calculated and deceived, but on the other hand, you desire certain conditions. A specific time, or even a specific person, they insist that it is a coincidence, and then call it fate, but in fact..."

"What they want is not a coincidence or fate, but a sudden encounter under that uncertainty...a momentary heartbeat."

So he may be moved, but only for this feeling, not this person.

"Not all heartbeats will respond, but you will also have people who are heartbeating for you."

Shen Zhuo held his hand back and handed the bodhi seed to him.

Long Xiang held the bodhi seed, his gaze was calm, "But it can't be you."

The smile on Shen Zhuo's face completely disappeared, maybe he should have left earlier.

Far away in the main hall above Santu Peak.

Xuanyu appeared in the water mirror with a look of embarrassment, and couldn't help yelling, "I almost died, can you find me another day, my lord!"

One side of the water mirror in front of Chang Ming's eyes reflected Xuan Yu, and the other side was a picture of Long Xiang holding Shen Zhuo's hand.

He pointed at the two people in the water mirror, and looked at Xuanyu indifferently.

"I'm really going crazy..."

Xuanyu took a quick glance at her, and suddenly became hideous, "Just marry and go home!"

Chang Ming was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the two people in the water mirror, "Yes."

Xuanyu took another sneak peek, just in time to see Long Xiang in the water mirror scattered on her family statue, her heart skipped a beat, and before she could open her mouth, she heard a deep sentence.

"Although I don't know love, it's better to hold the thing that moves my heart in the palm of my hand."