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Yin Xueze looked at Zhao Jinxu in astonishment.

Zhao Jinxu said calmly: "I will make a copy of all the Zhao family's secret formations and bring them back to the sect. Let them fight for the position of Patriarch."

Yin Xueze: "Why?"

Zhao Jinxu: "I want to concentrate on studying formations and have no time to manage the family."

Yin Xueze was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, his expression became serious.

"Have you thought about it?"

Zhao Jinxu's eyes changed instantly.

He stared at Yin Xueze's eyes, and his voice was low:
"Do you think I'm hurting so much, acting impulsively?"

Yin Xueze was startled, and opened his mouth as if wanting to explain, but Zhao Jinxu said coldly:

"I'm not a child anymore."

With dark eyes, Zhao Jinxu stared at the stunned person in front of him, and took a step forward.

"I know what I'm doing, I've thought about all the options, and that's all I can do."

He walked towards him step by step, slowly and heavily.

"It turns out that losing an important person is like this. I don't want to experience it anymore. Do you understand?"

A wind blew up in the mourning hall for no reason, white shadows were indistinct, mourning clothes fluttered, making people look like ghosts.

"No matter what, I can't lose anymore..."

The light in front of him was blocked, and the voice seemed to come from the darkness.

Yin Xueze choked for breath.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered Jing Yingrong's slightly subtle words before leaving.

So, when Zhao Jinxu stretched out his hand and hadn't finished speaking, he shouted hastily:

"Jinxu!"

This sound activated the spiritual power, and while frightening the soul, the air was also frozen, and the ground was covered with frost.

Zhao Jinxu's figure stopped.

His eyes flickered, he withdrew his hand, and lowered his eyes.

"... Don't worry, I really have thought it through."

His demeanor and tone returned to normal, completely different from the one just now.

Yin Xueze pursed his lips tightly and stared at him deeply.

Zhao Jinxu raised his eyelashes to look at him, and lowered them again, looking at the frost under his feet.

"I'm not in a good mood and overreacted. Don't be angry with me."

Yin Xueze: "I'm worried."

He then changed the subject and asked, "Do you want the position of Patriarch but can't take care of it, or don't you care?"

Zhao Jinxu said seriously: "I don't care. I grew up in the Zhenwu Academy. I am neither familiar nor close to the Zhao family. I have no interest in things like power. I don't care who sits in that position."

He looked up at the huge "Dian" character on the hall.

"I don't know if it's right to do this, but no matter what, I... will never regret it."

When the voice fell, his eyes flicked somewhere vaguely.

In the corner where there is no one, the white curtain flutters gently.

……

In the city, Hua Chunning and Min Xuan were sitting by the window on the upper floor of the pavilion.

Looking far away from here, you can see a flat road winding out from the mountains and leading to the city.

At the beginning of the unreachable road, at the entrance of the mountain village, there is a tall stone tablet, inscribed with the inscriptions of the road-building endeavours of the two Kunhuang sect members.

Min Xuan used spiritual power to warm up the cold tea in front of Hua Chunning, and waited quietly.

Hua Chunning looked back and forth on the map in her hand. After a while, she put down the map and took a sip of tea.

Min Xuan: "Where are we going next?"

Hua Chunning moved his finger and clicked an icon on the map, and the information of a small town appeared.

The small town is under the jurisdiction of a small sect with a small population and has been troubled by floods all year round.Representatives elected by the residents of the town went to the sect's residence several times to ask the monks to solve the flood problem, but they were all rejected.

After reading the message, Min Xuan asked, "Let's go now?"

Hua Chunning did not answer.

She was lost in thought, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her expression was dignified.

Min Xuan leaned her head closer and looked at her puzzled.

After a long time, Hua Chunning sighed softly and turned to look out the window.

"Nowadays the world is in turmoil, and countless Li people are displaced and precarious. It is like wandering the rear at this time, accepting fame and hearts, it is inevitable..."

Unfinished words turned into sighs.

Min Xuan thought for a while, and said: "But we are not just trying to gain fame, we have done practical things, and we are also helping others."

Hua Chunning: "Everything has priorities."

Min Xuan: "Then, shall we change our plan?"

Hua Chunning's expression changed.

Min Xuan pointed to the map.

"You spent a lot of money in exchange for this 'Exclusive Custom Guide for Doing Good and Making Famous' from Qian Xiaocai. Qian Xiaocai said that the situation in these places may change over time, so let us make a trip for nothing. .”

Hua Chunning was silent in thought.

……

During this time, Luo Qi came to Shixin Island whenever he was free.

Although Dr. Wei gave her a talisman to enter and exit Shixin Island freely, she would still notify Jing Yingrong every time she came.If Dr. Wei is in the room, she will also go to see him.

Jing Yingrong also went to the nursing building with Luo Qi every time, so she got to know the comatose monks one by one.

This can be regarded as a small episode in daily life, and there is another thing, that is, some time ago, Jing Yingrong went to find the two experts who studied pearl and clam aquatic animals that Yu Xian introduced before.

Of those two people, one of them died in the catastrophe, and the other was recovering from serious injuries and barely able to move, so they followed Jing Yingrong to the shore of the bay.

The other party was first shocked by the rich nutrients in the bay, and then lost his voice because of the strange shape of the mother shell.

After a long time of in-situ survey, the other party finally collected some samples of the water body and mother shellfish, brought them back for research, and told Jing Yingrong when they had the results.

Fast forward to today, Jing Yingrong once again encountered a bottleneck in researching the Luoshen Stone.

She didn't think about it on her own this time, and immediately applied to Dr. Wei to go out.

The destination of going out is Qi Pavilion.

Wu Yaochen knew several skilled metalsmiths, he didn't have time to bring Jing Yingrong to meet people in person, so before he left, he made a special trip to enter the information of those metalsmiths into the jade slips and send them to Jing Yingrong.

When they arrived at Qi Pavilion, Jing Yingrong reported the names of the disciples on duty and asked, "Are any of them on duty today?"

Jishajian interjected, "Did you underreport one?"

Jing Yingrong: "Yes."

"Why didn't you report to that person?"

"Because he is in room No. 11 on the fourth floor of the residential building."

"..."

At the same time, the disciple on duty shook his head and replied: "Sister, I don't know something. Master Zhuo and Master Yang died in the disaster at the mountain gate, and Master Guan is still recovering from his wounds. Among the people you are looking for, only Senior Uncle Ding Huai is fine, but Senior Uncle Ding has been busy presiding over the restoration and reconstruction of the Star Explosion Cannon recently, she is not in the pavilion, and she does not know when she will return."

Jing Yingrong let out an "oh".

Disciple on duty: "Senior sister, do you have something important to do?"

Jing Yingrong: "It's important, but there's no rush."

"Since that's the case...how about it, Senior Sister, please leave a message, and I will report the matter to her when Senior Uncle Ding comes back."

Jing Yingrong obeyed and gave the other party a jade slip, in which besides her identity information, she also added the purpose - she wanted someone to order an item.

Coming out of Qi Pavilion, Jing Yingrong didn't immediately go back to Shixin Island.She stood still, concentrating on something.

Jijie Pen: "What do you think?"

Jing Yingrong: "Thinking, should we go to other places and find other casters?"

Extreme Flame Bead: "I think it's okay! Find a few more, from different casting styles, and try them all."

Jisha Sword: "It's too troublesome to find them one by one. Does the human race have a school that specializes in casting?"

Jijie Pen: "I remember that there is, but I think it's best not to let too many people know what the mirror is going to do."

"So what if I know..."

The three spirits were discussing, when Jing Yingrong suddenly said: "I thought of it."

"?"

"A place full of metalsmiths."

Jing Yingrong's eyes shone brightly, "Also, you can keep a secret."