Burning with rage

Chapter 30
Ever since the embarrassing scene with Chen Hui when she was bumped into by the people in the Tianshu Hall at Zidian Peak, Bingling had no intention of cultivating. She either sat there in a daze or walked around all day long, which made her very irritable.

It's been two days, why hasn't Chen Hui come to Shuangjian Peak to practice swords?

Bing Ling paced around the room impatiently, but she was hesitating endlessly in her mind: whether to find him or not?
In other words, it seems that it has been a long time since I visited Uncle Ao Yuntian!
Besides, the Tianshu Hall is a collection place, and it seems that I haven't read for a long time!
Yes, it was such a happy decision, I didn't want to kill that annoying guy Chen Hui!
Thinking of this, Bing Ling shouted in her delicate voice: "Xiaodie, Miss Ben wants to read a book! I want to read a book..."

Opening the closet, Bing Ling started the difficult task of choosing clothes again: "Hmph, those male disciples in the Tianshu Palace all looked at me as if they were possessed by a demon, this lady can't be killed by others this time." It's good to find out..."

Of course, among the people who Bingling muttered about "not being discovered", Chen Hui should be counted as an exception.

Soon after, Tianshu Palace, in front of Aoyun Tianmen.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

With a creak, the door opened, Ao Yuntian was dressed in a plain robe, with a calm expression on his face.

However, after seeing Bing Ling, thinking of what he saw at Shuangjian Peak a few days ago, his expression became a little weird.

However, after seeing what Bing Ling was holding in his hands, his expression became even more exciting.

This incident originated from a prank and a joke of Yue Wuya.

When Bing Ling was a little girl, one day, it was Ao Yuntian's birthday, Yue Wuya said to Bing Ling: "Bing Ling, do you know what Uncle Ao's favorite food is?"

Bing Ling pouted, tilted her head and thought for a long time, "Is it durian cake?"

Knowing that Ao Yuntian hated durian the most in his life, Yue Wuya laughed loudly when he heard this, "Yes, he likes to eat durian crisps the most, I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some later, you can give it to Uncle Ao, okay? "

Bing Ling nodded her little head, "Okay~"

"By the way, you have to watch Uncle Ao eat those durian cakes with your own eyes, understand?"

"En~"

"Linger is so good!"

That day, poor Ao Yuntian couldn't bear to hurt Xiao Bingling's heart, under the watchful eyes of her big spiritual eyes, he ate a box of durian crisps raw, and then felt sick for half a month.

What's even more funny is that from now on, whenever Ao Yuntian celebrates his birthday, or when Bing Ling asks Ao Yuntian, he always asks the kitchen to prepare a box of durian cakes that make Ao Yuntian's face change.

At this moment, Ao Yuntian saw the durian crisps in Bingling's hands, and remembered what happened a few days ago, and immediately understood.

"Haha, it's the ice spirit that has arrived, please come in!"

……

Half an hour later, Ao Yuntian ate up the whole box of durian crisps while praising her, and then Bing Ling left satisfied, taking the seal of permission to enter and leave the library.

Ao Yuntian bent over and retched, while looking helplessly at the Bing Ling who was bouncing away, he thought: "Little ancestor, don't come...

Full of expectations, Bing Ling pushed open the door of Zangshu Pavilion, but found that there was no one inside.

"Didn't Chen Hui come to Zangshu Pavilion often? Why didn't he see it?" Bing Ling couldn't help thinking, "Bah, bah, what do I ask him for, reading is the real thing!"

So, Bing Ling started to wander around.

But, looking at it, thinking that Chen Hui couldn't control the sword so far, and could only use the Qi sword with no attack power, Bing Ling unknowingly began to find the reason why Chen Hui could not use the ordinary spirit sword.

After all, Bing Ling is a girl, she seems to be much more careful than Chen Hui, and she has been to Zangshuge for a long time, so she knows a little about the books here, and after more than an hour, she actually found some books. .

"It's very clear in this book that if you really don't have talent, then it's impossible to break through to the Spirit Enlightenment Realm so quickly. The awakening of the martial soul is especially true for people with poor spiritual roots..."

"Here, 'the martial soul is incomplete, the bridge of the soul is broken, the martial soul cannot be awakened, and the path of cultivation is broken', but Chen Hui's martial soul has clearly been awakened!"

After searching for another half an hour, an old notebook was spread out in front of Bing Ling.

On a certain page, there was written such a line: Awakening the martial soul, unable to control the martial soul, let alone control the sword, is the sign of the martial soul being sealed.

The handwriting is crooked, and it seems to have been added later, probably because someone had seen other content, felt something in his heart, and simply added it.It seems that the handwriting is also very old, but the handwriting is quite ugly and unconvincing.

Bing Ling curled her lips, and said to herself: "In this case, the martial soul is sealed? Chen Hui has never had contact with other people since he entered the school. I don't know who scribbled on the ancient books. It's just a fantasy!" So, she ruled it out and continued to search.

As everyone knows, Chen Hui's martial spirit was sealed by Ouyang Feijin and Sima Naoxin.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Bing Ling realized that her purpose of coming here was not to find out the reason why Wuhun couldn't be integrated into the spirit sword for Chen Hui, but to find out the reason why her Zidian was disobedient.

However, in order to catch up with dinner, Bing Ling still decided to go back to the North Pole Hall first.

At this time, Chen Hui was on his way to Cangshu Pavilion.

Half a quarter of an hour ago, Chen Hui, who had just returned from practicing the three subjects of body, sensitivity, and attack, met Ao Yuntian, and heard Ao Yuntian mention Bingling's going to Zangshu Pavilion intentionally or unintentionally.

For some unknown reason, Chen Hui's legs unconsciously walked towards the library.

"Hmph, did you come to Tianshu Palace just as you said?" Chen Hui thought.

"Bing Ling?" Chen Hui pushed open the door and walked in.

However, the Library Pavilion was quiet and empty.

"Hello, Bingling, are you there?" Chen Hui called out.

At this time, the door of Zangshu Pavilion opened, and the brother guarding the door said impatiently: "I've been gone for a while, it's an important place for collecting books, don't make noise!"

Chen Hui closed his mouth in embarrassment, with a look of disappointment on his face.

On the second day, in front of Aoyuntian Gate.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Bing Ling stood in front of Aoyuntian Gate, giggling, revealing two dimples: "Uncle Ao, I'm coming to see you again!"

She raised her right hand and shook a pastry box in her right hand, "Look, Bingling has brought you your favorite durian cake again!"

Ao Yuntian showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "Okay, Bing Ling, uncle is so... happy..."

This time, Bing Ling didn't go to Zangshu Pavilion, but went straight to the back mountain stone formation.

Since the last haunting incident, the Stonehenge on the back mountain has quietly become famous among the disciples, and Na Qiongfei was even more delighted: "Of course the formation I put up will be popular!"

As a result, the Stonehenge on the back mountain remained, and from time to time, famous disciples came here, wanting to try whether they could walk out of the Stonehenge.

After Bing Ling came to Stonehenge, he found that Chen Hui was not here, but several disciples came here to visit.After these disciples saw Bing Ling, they were so nervous that they couldn't say a word, Bing Ling glanced at those people boredly, turned and left in disappointment.

On the mountain road in the back mountain, there are still very few disciples passing by.Bing Ling walked slowly step by step, but didn't know where to go.

She didn't even know why she came to Tianshu Hall again today.

As she walked, she came to a cliff, and a loud noise caught her attention.

Bingling curiously turned the corner, and a cloud of gas smashed straight towards a boulder, and the stone shattered immediately, and the debris flew around.

"Ah! You hit me!" Bing Ling's pretty face hurt, but she couldn't hide her joy.

"What are you going to do again?" Chen Hui looked at Bing Ling who was rubbing her pretty face, feeling a little bad.

Bingling ran to Chen Hui's side, grabbed his hand, and shook it back and forth, "Damn Chen Hui, can you do me a favor?"

"Chen Hui is dead, how can I help?" Chen Hui turned his head away.

"Oh, Huo Chen Hui, Huo Chen Hui, do me a favor?" Bing Ling showed a beautiful smile, which stunned Chen Hui: "What's the matter?"

A sly smile appeared on Bing Ling's face, she pulled Chen Hui up and said, "Go, go to your house, I will do an experiment!"

Chen Hui only felt that the slender catkin in his hand was extremely delicate, but he became a little distracted.

(End of this chapter)