high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 391

Countless fine formations in Yuguili converge into a line, and in the faint blue light, they span countless cities and mountains and seas, interweaving two voices in one place.

This is a small room, facing the direction of Shuobei, in the open window, the warm wind and sunshine are pouring together like flowing water.Facing Guanghui's questioning, Wuming showed a momentary look of embarrassment on his face, he lowered his head, and then chose to speak truthfully.

"No progress," he said.

"..."

"Where is the teacher?" Facing the silence on Yugui's side, Wuming found something to say in embarrassment: "The teacher is in the border between Jiangbei and Beiwei, can you get something?"

"No progress." Guanghui said.

"..."

"The matter of stealing the scriptures seems to need to be discussed..." After a pause, Guanghui's voice came from: "I thought that when you and I came out of the mountain, these trivial matters would be easy to handle, but now that I think about it, I don't know what to do." I was too arrogant."

"Let's not talk about Jiangbei. Every family is an old opponent who knows their roots. Instead of taking any advantage of them and stealing a scripture from them, I even ran into a bad nose. The last time in Taiwei Mountain, the man named Pei He's maiden crown is very deep in the city, and during the conversation, I almost found out my fake identity, which made me really embarrassed!"

Pei He?

Wuming, who bowed his head silently, thought for a while, and he remembered that he seemed to have heard the name before.

Yes, he had.

The pearl of Mount Taiwei, with her peerless appearance, was determined to be the female sword fairy of Mount Taiwei 3000 years ago by the group of boring calculators in Jiejing Mountain.

Wuming remembered that he had a relationship with her once.At that time, at the Longxi Conference in Yedu, she used a wooden sword to extinguish the [-] wind lanterns lit in Beique, extinguished the Yingying sparks in the whole palace, and won the dragon competition amidst the applause of the whole hall. Jackpot at the Creek Conference.

At that time, he went to watch the ceremony with his teacher. The two of them sat in the side hall, watching the beautiful woman in the green dress holding a wooden sword, as graceful as a dragon in the bright candles of Beique.The candles were lightly extinguished by the sword energy, and the Beique, which was as bright as day, gradually dimmed. In the silence, only the green dress bloomed like a lotus flower in the deep, reminiscent of those beautiful and mottled murals.

Looking back, when she raised her head faintly in the dim light of Beique and walked slowly, it was indeed a very touching scene, so beautiful...

"After encountering a hard stubble in Jiangbei, I realized that it was hard for me to get anything here. Even if I did, it would be extremely difficult. Then I went to Beiwei, but I didn't expect that all the raccoon dogs there were old-fashioned. Everyone can be killed!"

Guanghui's voice continued, but this time, the dull and calm tone was rarely filled with anger: "I pretended to be a traveling monk to go to Guangxia Palace to teach the Dharma. I thought it would be a failure to steal scriptures this time, but at least, You can also use the name of interaction to exchange a few classics..."

"Did something go wrong?" Wuming asked cautiously.

"There is a person named Shen Zhen in Guangxia Palace. She exposed me through her spiritual sense with Zhanxian Feidao." Guanghui's tone was indifferent: "That knife... if it didn't escape fast enough, it would be the teacher's life. It’s time to explain to Beitu!”

Pei He...with Shen Zhen?

Wuming nodded silently and wrote down the two names.

"Teacher, don't worry." He hesitated for a while at Yu Gui, and then added a few words dryly: "These two people offended Teacher Wade, this disciple will remember, and I will definitely not let them go in the future..."

"Why?" Guanghui shook his head: "By your cultivation base of the lower three realms from Vajra Fall to Yang Talisman?"

"..."

"Speaking of it." Guanghui's tone sighed: "How is your progress on the matter of stealing scriptures? Have you never succeeded once?"

"Disciple is ashamed. I haven't succeeded so far. Instead, I have been exposed repeatedly and almost beaten to death several times." Wuming lowered his head: "This time when I opened the altar to teach the Fa in Taizhou, I also leaked my details as soon as I met. The disciples made up their minds on the spur of the moment and prevaricated it by opening the altar and preaching the scriptures."

Guanghui on Yugui's side let out a long sigh, but was also silent.

The two masters and apprentices went down the mountain full of ambition, intending to steal the world's scriptures to complete the "Chilong Heart Sutra", to achieve the great cause that has never been seen before or since!

But after two years passed, all the lofty ambitions that filled my heart were wiped away one by one, leaving only depression.

"Your heart disease." At the end, Guanghui came over via voice transmission: "Is it better now?"

"The disciple has already recovered."

Two years ago, after inexplicably waking up from a small barren mountain surrounded by the smell of wine, the heart disease and ravings that had troubled him for countless years disappeared.

He lost the memory of those three days, and at the same time, lost the heart disease that broke out from time to time and seemed to have no cure...

"Teacher." Wuming hesitated for a moment, but still asked a doubt that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time: "I have cultivated the supernatural power, so I really don't need to report it to the abbot? Last time..."

"No need!" Guanghui interrupted him coldly: "This temple is full of fish and dragons. It's much more chaotic than you think! It's for your own good to hide the magic power!"

"We are... master and apprentice." His voice fell silent: "If I harm anyone, I won't harm you."

"Disciple understands." Wuming nodded silently.

"When you have free time, remember to keep an eye out for the traces of one or two living creatures in the upper realm." Yugui's blue light flashed, and Guanghui's voice came last before disconnecting: "The abbot is looking for it, and he is about to go crazy."

"Living creatures from the upper realm..."

Wuming was stunned for a moment, but Yugui's communication had been disconnected at this moment, and there was no sound from the other side.

He was silent for a while, carefully put away Yugui, then sat silently on the chair by the window, closing his eyes.

Sunshine and warm wind poured in through the small window like quicksilver, carrying a full midsummer flavor.The distant and noisy sound of cicadas pierced through the golden heat and the hot bluestone road.

"The day after tomorrow, remember to come here and find me!"

In that shady alley covered with moss and vines, she bounced and ran away, happily like a cat biting a dried fish.It has been two years, she has grown taller and more beautiful, everything seems to have changed, but when she smiles, nothing seems to have changed...

Wuming slowly covered his face, and the overwhelming sunlight fell in. They filled the entire small guest room, and they were also dense like golden tides.

"The day after tomorrow..."

His voice passed through his fingers and sounded low.

Light and darkness appear alternately with the changing sunlight. Outside the window, in the gaps between the leaves, cicadas screamed loudly in summer.

……

……

In the small wine shop, there was a lot of people's voices.

Xie Fanjing lowered his head. Beside her, people reeked of alcohol, talking and laughing loudly with red necks. It was so lively, it seemed like the roof was ripped off.

"what happened?"

The veiled woman turned her head. She looked at Xie Fanjing's stunned, sad little head, and gently rubbed it with her hands:

"Xiao Xie, are you unhappy?"

(End of this chapter)