Senior brother, stop it, you are the villain!

Before I knew it, the sky was getting dark.

Lu Qingyuan rubbed her neck, feeling extremely sore. She couldn't help but look in Feng Shao's direction, but she saw that Feng Shao had gone to the bookshelf at the back at some point. If Feng Shao had read through all the books on the bookshelf along the way, he would have already read hundreds of ancient books.

Lu Qingyuan couldn't help but be curious. Isn't he tired from reading so many books? Don't you find it boring?

Looking at myself, I seem to have only read about a hundred books in this afternoon, which is far behind Feng Shao. But even with such a big difference in numbers, Lu Qingyuan already felt tired and bored.

But having said that, in Lu Qingyuan's impression, Feng Shao seemed to have been so busy from the first day she started working, and he rarely saw him having leisure time.

She couldn't help but look up out of the window, and saw a full moon quietly leaping onto the branches, its silver light leaking to the ground, bright and flawless.

In a daze, a question suddenly popped up in her mind.

Under such a quiet and lonely moonlight, how many times had Feng Shao spent alone in this scripture-depositing pavilion?

Strange to say, in the past, Lu Qingyuan still respected Feng Shao very much and was grateful for Feng Shao's careful care. But I don't know when she started to feel alienated from Feng Shao. Instead, she was more partial to the younger junior brother who had just started. It was obvious that her junior brother had many problems, but she just felt that this was his true temperament.

What happened to me?

While he was lost in thought, Feng Shao suddenly shouted in surprise: "Finally found it! It was really easy for me to find it!"

Lu Qingyuan quickly looked towards Feng Shao and saw Feng Shao holding an ancient book, the joy on his face was beyond words.

Lu Qingyuan was curious and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Feng, what did you find?"

Feng Shao couldn't help being startled when he heard this, and looked at Lu Qingyuan: "Junior sister Lu? You haven't left yet?"

Lu Qingyuan: "..."

Didn't you ask me to help you read ancient books? Do you dare to leave if you don't let me go?

Seeing that Lu Qingyuan was silent, Feng Shao slapped his forehead and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Junior Sister Lu, I forgot to ask you for help just now, I'm sorry!"

Lu Qingyuan smiled helplessly: "It doesn't matter. But senior brother, have you found the relevant records of Bi Fangyuan?"

Feng Shao nodded.

"Then why did Senior Brother Feng find Bi Fangyuan's information?" Lu Qingyuan asked again.

"This...Senior Brother Rong, I will keep it secret for now." Feng Shao smiled mysteriously, "But I can tell you that this thing is very important to the sect."

Judging from Feng Shao's expression, it seemed that he was very happy to have found the information he needed. After Lu Qingyuan hesitated for a moment, he said, "Senior Brother Feng, I have an unkind favor."

"What's the matter?" Feng Shao asked without looking up as he looked down at the ancient book.

"Senior Brother Feng, can you return Junior Brother Ye's Red Dragon Sword to him?"

Hearing this, Feng Shao raised his head and said, "What is the Red Dragon Sword?"

Lu Qingyuan was startled at first, and then couldn't help but feel a little angry. Is it fun to pretend to be stupid at this time?

However, at this moment, Feng Shao took out Ye Chen's red sword from the storage ring and asked, "Is this the sword that Junior Sister Lu is asking about?"

Lu Qingyuan nodded and said: "Brother Feng, I know that what I did today was very wrong, but after all, I only have this weapon. Without this weapon, he will not be able to go out in the future." "Sorry for the inconvenience. I hope Senior Brother Feng can forgive Junior Brother Ye's disrespect and return this sword to him. If that doesn't work, Junior Sister can exchange it with Senior Brother for something else."

Feng Shao looked at Lu Qingyuan with a half-smile, and asked: "Junior Sister Lu, don't you think I want to covet Junior Brother Ye Chen's weapon?"

Lu Qingyuan said quickly: "Of course not, it's just..."

"Okay, Junior Sister Lu, there's no need to say more." Feng Shao waved his hand, "It's impossible for me to return this sword to Ye Chen, and I'm doing this for his own good."

Lu Qingyuan couldn't help but frown. Is it better to take away other people's weapons or for their own good? What's the point of this?

But I heard Feng Shao say: "Junior sister Lu, you said this sword is called the 'Red Dragon Sword'? Where did you hear this name?"

Lu Qingyuan said calmly: "Junior Brother Ye found a mysterious sword in an unknown mountain stream when he was traveling down the mountain. Junior Brother Ye didn't know the origin of this sword either, so he saw it as red as blood and swung it. There was a faint sound of dragon roaring, so it was named 'Red Dragon Sword'."

"Ha, the sound of dragon roaring?" Feng Shao couldn't help laughing.

Lu Qingyuan frowned again and couldn't help but ask: "Why are senior brothers laughing?"

"Junior sister Lu, when this sword is swung, the sound that comes out is not the roar of a dragon, but the sound of resentful spirits! Haven't you noticed that when Ye Chen swings this sword, you will feel something moved? Feeling like a god?"

Lu Qingyuan was startled.

Feng Shao stroked the red sword body and said lightly: "The real name of this sword is not the 'Red Dragon Sword', but the 'Blood Refining Sword', which belongs to Blood Wing, one of the 'Four Evils of the Demon Sect' in the past." Sword."

Lu Qingyuan couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Is it possible that this sword is actually a magic weapon?"

Feng Shao did not answer her question directly, but said: "In the past, there were four great righteous people in the world, namely Feng Huang, Lei Di, Shui Xian, and Huo Shen, and there were four evil spirits in the demon sect, namely Xue Yi, Bing Po, You Lan, and Zi Mei. The righteous righteous people were headed by Feng Huang, while the four evil spirits in the demon sect were headed by Xue Yi. The two had once agreed to fight at the Broken Dragon Platform for three days and three nights, but no one knew who won in the end. It was just rumored that since then, the whereabouts of Xue Yi's sword, the 'Blood Refining Sword', had been unknown.

"This Blood Refining Sword has been lost for hundreds of years and has long become a legend. It is rumored that this sword was made of the Ghost Crying Stone produced in the Sea of ​​​​Wrathful Spirits, and was tempered with the blood of Naraku, so it was red all over, and there was a ghost howling sound when it was swung. If it can be supplemented with the magic sect's skills, it can be used to capture the hearts and souls of the enemy and absorb the essence and blood of the enemy. It seems that Junior Brother Ye Chen has not yet mastered the magic sect's skills, so he has not been able to exert its full power. But if this continues, I am afraid that sooner or later I will fall into the devil's way. "

Others cannot see the origin of this sword, but Feng Shao, who carries the Tianhua Jade Slip, cannot hide it. Feng Shao only took a glance and saw the past and present of this sword clearly through the Tianhua Jade Slip.

It's strange to say that in Feng Shao's impression, in many fantasy novels he read in his previous life, the protagonists seemed to be particularly fond of the magic sect's skills. The most representative statement is "Power itself has no distinction between good and evil. Good people use it for good, and evil people use it for evil. Even if it is a famous and upright skill, if it is practiced by people with bad intentions, it will only bring disaster to the world. "

Feng Shao used to agree with this statement. But after traveling through time, through the analysis of various sects' skills in the Tianhua Jade Slip, Feng Shao realized that it was not the case at all.

The reason why the magic sect's skills are feared by the famous and upright sects is that the magic sect's skills only focus on self-cultivation and not on cultivating the mind. Logically, when this kind of skills are cultivated to the fifth level, it is inevitable that the inner demon will arise. The way that the Buddhist and Taoist sects deal with the inner demon is to eliminate it in order to achieve a clear mind and a natural state of mind. However, the magic sect does the opposite and advocates merging with the inner demon. This alone is destined to be unacceptable to the famous and upright sects.

You must know that the reason why the inner demon is called the inner demon is that the inner demon is not the inner demon. The devil lies in its ability to seduce people's hearts. After people control extraordinary power, their mentality will inevitably expand and their greed will gradually increase. If they are not controlled, they will inevitably be controlled by the inner demon and become murderous and bloodthirsty. The so-called "fusion with the inner demon" is just a more pleasant way of compromising with desire.

Black is black, and it is impossible to write white words in any way.

It is not without reason that the righteous and the evil have been fighting for thousands of years. And Taiwei Sect, as a famous and upright sect, naturally cannot tolerate the magic sect's skills.

Lu Qingyuan asked: "Brother, do you mean that the blood-refined sword lost by Xueyi was accidentally picked up by Junior Brother Ye?"

"Whether it was an accident or not, I don't know. But Junior Sister must know that the weapons of the magic sect have the ability to seduce. Unless you practice the magic sect's skills, you will be controlled by the weapons of the magic sect sooner or later. Junior Sister Lu, you must pay more attention to Junior Brother Ye Chen when you go back, and don't let him go astray! "Feng Shao said meaningfully.

Lu Qingyuan nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Feng, I will pay more attention to it!"

Feng Shao nodded and put the Blood Refining Sword back into the storage ring. Seeing this, Lu Qingyuan couldn't help but ask curiously: "So how do you plan to deal with this sword, Senior Brother?"

"Divine weapons have spirits, and demon weapons also have their spirits. If you abandon it casually, I'm afraid it will find the next owner sooner or later. Since I already know where it came from, I won't be controlled by it, so I will keep this sword temporarily. Wait until I find a suitable way to deal with it, and then I will get rid of this sword! "

Lu Qingyuan nodded thoughtfully.

Feng Shao quietly observed Lu Qingyuan's expression and began to analyze in his mind.

It is basically certain that Ye Chen is the son of luck. Feng Shao found that Ye Chen's purple luck seemed to have a bewitching effect. Lu Qingyuan's indifference to him in the past few years may be due to the influence of luck. Today, Ye Chen was defeated by him first, and then lost his beloved sword. His luck was weakened twice in succession. The original deep purple luck has become much lighter. Correspondingly, Lu Qingyuan's IQ seems to be It seems that he has also returned, and he began to find that something is wrong.

But then again, why did he become a stepping stone in the novel routine? Feng Shao felt that in order to figure this out, he might need to observe more.

As for Ye Chen, Feng Shao has not yet figured out how to deal with it. Feng Shao is not sure whether this son of destiny is a blessing or a curse for Taiwei Sect. Thinking of Master Qingyangzi's attitude towards Ye Chen today, Feng Shao had a bad premonition in his heart.

Perhaps, I have to think more about myself...