I came to Taihao Que, put on my Taoist robe, and sat in the vast and deserted Taoist temple every day.

The food in the Taoist temple is brought by an endless stream of pilgrims. It is very rich, but not as delicious as the food in the library.

I have been studying the Three Thousand Taoist Scriptures all day long, but I feel that these Taoist Scriptures are not as good-looking as the books I read before.

I also often think of Brother Jing. Although Brother Jing and I have not been together for a long time, I have not had many friends in my life.

When I was a child, I lived in Taihao Palace. After I came to Taixuanjing, I stayed in the Dongwang Temple all the time. Later, I went to the library and could only study in the Cultivation Tower.

It was not until later that you came to the Self-cultivation Pagoda and talked to Brother Jing every day that it became much more interesting.

To this day, I still remember you taking me to Shihua Pavilion, and sometimes I wonder if I can go there again in this life.

It's just a pity...I have already put on the Taoist robe."

"The two teachers said that once I put on Taihao's Taoist robe, I will become Taihao walking in the human world. From then on, I cannot get married. I have to give up worldly thoughts and study Taoist scriptures all day long. Maybe I will achieve great achievements.

I used to read those picture books all day long, not because I was shameless, but because I felt that there should be a lot of fun in them, but they were too far away from me, and I felt a pity.

What I wrote today seems a bit trivial. I hope Brother Jing can come to Taihao Palace to see me if he has some free time. I am alone every day and really want to find someone to talk to."

"By the way, I have been corresponding with Miss Yanrou for a long time. I have no other intention. I just think that writing letters can make me more popular, so that I will not be put on a pedestal and become a statue..."

This is Chen Xuanwu's letter.

Chen Xuanwu and Lu Jing corresponded every month, and the letters didn't talk about big things, but just daily trivial matters.

But even so, because of this letter, Lu Jing could clearly understand that Chen Xuanwu, who was now in Taihao Palace, indeed regarded him as a good friend.

The relationship between people does not depend on the length of time, but on the word "sincerity".

Chen Xuanwu was sincere in his treatment of others. Every time he wrote to him, he would urgently invite Lu Jing to Taihao Palace. Every line of his words was filled with his cherishment of Lu Jing, his only friend.

"It seems that Brother Xuanwu is not willing to walk the world as Taihao Que."

Lu Jing looked down at the last line of words in his heart.

"I actually really want to travel to the prosperous places in the world, I really want to see the beauties in the world, I want to change my shy temperament, and speak to those beauties boldly."

See here.

Lu Jing then carefully folded the letter and placed it in the Yunkong Pattern.

He looked up at the sky. It was still early and he had already finished his homework.

A gust of breeze blew, and Lu Jing's mind moved slightly. In a very brief moment, the soul silently recited the incantation and formed the seal.

A breeze came, but it seemed to contain a lot of vitality. The vitality was like a sword, easily cutting through the real wind.

"The magical power of attracting wind."

Lu Jing's eyes flashed with light, and he became more and more satisfied with the fate of the enlightened person.

On the palm of his soul, a stream of vitality was condensing, communicating with the Wind-Calling Sword and the Rain-Calling Sword, and seemed to be connecting with the heaven and earth, drawing an extremely thick stream of vitality.

"It is much more difficult to borrow money from heaven, but we have achieved some success."

Lu Jing thought in his mind.

But there was a gust of wind and rain around his soul, and the vitality between heaven and earth continued to flow into his soul, and into the divine fire on his soul.

"What meta-mysterious code is this?"

Lu Jing was practicing in the bamboo forest when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

Lu Jing calmed down and turned around to look, only to see a tall man in green clothes with a beard sitting far away, asking.

What surprised Lu Jing even more was...

Not far away, in front of the man, there was a bonfire and a rabbit, which seemed to be grilling meat.

The bonfire was burning quite vigorously, and there were fat dripping from the rabbit meat. It had obviously been roasted for a long time.

But... Lu Jing sat here for half an hour without even noticing it.

"Your soul cultivation secret book is quite strange.

It seems very complicated, but every incantation and every seal is just right and coincides with the laws of heaven and earth. In addition, your talent is good, and the speed at which you refine your vitality and turn it into wind and rain is also worthy of praise."

While the man was grilling meat, he turned around and talked to Lu Jing.

"This practice technique is called the Sutra of Calling the Wind and Calling the Rain, and it was given by the Holy Lord of Taixuan Palace."

Lu Jing did not hide it, and all the prominent figures in Taixuanjing knew about it.

Practitioners who participated in the Yuan Shen Test and the Second Martial Arts Test in front of the palace have also meditated on the Sutra of Calling the Wind and Calling the Rain.

But the only one who got the essence of it was Lu Jing.

Even people like Xu Xingzhi and Nan Heyu can only get one of them, but never combine the two into one.

The man glanced at the Wind-Calling Sword and Rain-Calling Sword at Lu Jing's waist, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

He thought for a moment, picked up the roasted rabbit, came to Lu Jing, tore off a large piece of rabbit meat and handed it to Lu Jing.

"You must remember Mr. Guanqi."

The two of them sat casually, and while the rugged man was eating rabbit meat, he said vaguely to Lu Jing: "Mr. Guanqi has a lot of intentions for you, and he also hopes that you will be able to ride on the dragon and fly to the sky in the future.

For decades, he has been sitting in the tower of self-cultivation, silently doing many things and living many lives.

If he will eventually leave in the future, you must not forget him."

These words made Lu Jing a little stunned, and then he frowned and asked, "I wonder who the senior is?"

The man shook his head and said, "I am a good friend of Mr. Guanqi. I came to this library to see him."

The man didn't answer, and Lu Jing didn't ask any more questions, but there was some worry hidden in his heart.

"Don't forget Mr. Guanqi? Mr. Guanqi is in Xuandu now, and I am also in Xuandu. I can see him every day..."

Lu Jing had many thoughts.

That rabbit was quickly eaten by the man.

Only then did Lu Jing discover that when the ashes were gone, the object on the skewer turned out to be an emerald jade stone. Looking from a distance, the light of the morning sun was still reflected on it.

"We have been separated for more than ten years. At that time, Mr. Guanqi was the most romantic and independent person in Dafu. He was dressed in white clothes. The most famous courtesans in Taixuan Jing all sang for him. May he be the southwest wind and live forever in your arms.

.

Now he has a smile on his face, but there is no smile in his eyes. The misery in this world and the death of Mr. Fourth seem to have crushed him."

"And in Taixuanjing, once a person leaves, no one will miss him.

So in the future, if no one in Taixuanjing really remembers Mr. Guanqi, you should always remember him, after all, he has high hopes for you."

The man looked majestic and didn't look like a trivial person, but at the moment he was talking nonchalantly, not allowing Lu Jing to interrupt.

In the distant sky, clouds and mist accumulate, as if they are preparing for the last snow before the arrival of spring.

Lu Jing felt slightly uneasy after hearing the words of the mysterious man in front of him.

After the man finished eating the rabbit meat, he wiped the green jade staff in his hand, waved his hand gently, and left alone.

Lu Jing thought for a while, wrapped up the rabbit meat that he had not yet eaten, and went to the self-cultivation tower.

In the Self-cultivation Tower, Mr. Guanqi is reading.

When he saw Lu Jing coming, his eyes became softer: "Sit down."

Lu Jing smiled at Mr. Guanqi and said, "Sir, I met your friend on the road, and he gave me some rabbit meat, which is just right to go with the wine."

The two sat opposite each other and poured two glasses of sake.

There wasn't much rabbit meat, only the bones were left after a few bites per person.

Mr. Guanqi looked at Lu Jing who was actually pouring wine for him, and suddenly said: "Mr. Jiu said that your Fuguang Sword Qi rises from the east and can turn into Dong Jun, hanging in the air, shining all over the world, but I have never seen it.

"

Lu Jing poured the wine very carefully, not a drop of water splashed on the table.

Hearing Mr. Guanqi's words, he put down the wine bottle and flicked his fingers.

In Mr. Guanqi's wine glass, a hot sword energy condensed and took shape. After a fleeting moment, it turned into Dong Jun and shone in the sky above the wine glass.

This small sword light has the power of a big sun. When the sword light is high, the wine in the wine glass is like a sea surface. Dongjun's sunlight shines down, almost boiling.

Mr. Guanqi looked at Fuguang and Dongjun, with a sudden look of determination in his eyes.

He introduced the boiling wine into his mouth in one gulp, and the scalding wine entered his throat, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

However, Mr. Qi's expression remained unchanged and he stood up.

"The sword energy of Fuguang has become a reality, you come with me."

Mr. Guanqi stood up and strode towards the stairs.

Today, Mr. Guanqi moves in a hurry, not as leisurely as before.

Lu Jing was a little surprised, but still stood up and followed Mr. Guanqi.

Mr. Guanqi walked down the Self-cultivation Tower, walked through a field full of flowers, passed through a bamboo forest, and finally came to a hill.
To be continued...