In the air, the wind was blowing everywhere. Zhao Jiuge was like a sword cutting through the dust, trampling on the green light and walking in the air. He would scream from time to time. His whole clothes were constantly misty in the wind. At this time, Zhao Jiuge had The temperament of silk out of dust.
Not long after, the Qingmei Sword, which had been circling Lotus Peak and flying at high speed, began to slow down, and as the speed slowed down, it began to sway from side to side, and Zhao Jiuge's body also swayed. This Only then did Zhao Jiuge realize that in just a short period of time, the spiritual power that he had just recovered from cultivation was already disappearing with the passage of time. Even if the vortex in his dantian continued to rotate and absorb spiritual power, it could not keep up with the consumption of the sword. speed.
Suddenly, Zhao Jiuge became panicked, and wanted to control the flying sword to slow down and lower the height, but his spiritual power could no longer keep up with the speed of consumption, and the shaking began to increase. Zhao Jiuge lost his center of gravity and stared in horror. His eyes and whole body fell from the sky, the wind roared in his ears, and Zhao Jiuge let out a scream.
Seeing that the grass on the ground continued to expand, Zhao Jiuge's pupils shrank. When he was still a few meters away from the ground, Zhao Jiuge only felt a softness in his body, smelled a delicate fragrance in his nose, and at the same time, he heard a chuckle in his ears. Voice.
It wasn't until he felt it landed on the ground that Zhao Jiuge breathed a sigh of relief. A sense of powerlessness came over his whole body. It was caused by fear. He was so elated. Now that he landed safely, he began to recall the high-spiritedness of Yu Jian. .
"You still can't bear to let go, do you want to be beaten again?" Bie Hongling's voice came to her ears, but she couldn't hide the heavy smile in her voice.
Only then did Zhao Jiuge realize that his hands were tightly hugging Fu Hongling's body, refusing to let go because of fear. After hearing Fu Hongling's words, Zhao Jiuge immediately let go of his hands, for fear of being hit on the head again.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge still in shock, Tie Hongling bent over, covered her red lips with her jade hands, and chuckled. Zhao Jiuge's funny look before made even her cold temperament laugh, and she let out another puff, Only then did Fu Hongling say, "How about it? Is it fun to wield a sword? I tell you that your strength is not enough. You have to show off."
"It's fun. In the worst case, when I cultivate the elixir, I can wield the sword however I want." Even if Zhao Jiuge fell, his eyes were still radiant, which was the yearning for wielding the sword.
"Huh, I shouldn't have caught you and let you fall down and suffer. You still practice swordsmanship, but you don't even have the basic ability to control the sword." Seeing Zhao Jiuge's somewhat stubborn look, Fu Hongling said angrily. .
Lowering his head, Zhao Jiuge felt a little disappointed. His eyes were no longer as bright as before. He lowered his head and whispered softly, "Hey, it's a pity that I don't have a good magic flying sword. The sword embryos and materials in the treasure pavilion are all needed." There are too many mengong.”
After saying these words, Zhao Jiuge, who was a little disappointed, raised his head again, regained his confident and sunny look, showed perseverance, clenched his fists and said, "But I will complete the task little by little and earn the tribute, forge a Use your own flying sword and fly it in the air when the time comes, what will happen in your life?"
Looking at Zhao Jiuge's appearance, Fu Hongling was silent and hesitant. Then when she saw Zhao Jiuge's dark and innocent eyes, Fu Hongling gave up the idea of giving Zhao Jiuge the magic weapon materials, because she was afraid of overthrowing the seedlings, maybe now some The material is nothing to herself, but it will be of great help to Zhao Jiuge, but this will make Zhao Jiuge lose a spirit of hard work and will only be unwilling to make progress. This is what their Xuantian Sword Sect and other sects teach The differences between sect disciples. At this moment, Fu Hongling finally understood why the picky master did not choose Zhao Jiuge when faced with so many children who had much better qualifications than Zhao Jiuge. The reason why he only chose Zhao Jiuge was because this young man had a fighting spirit. He is not afraid of lack of strength, not afraid of not having a magic weapon, but is afraid of not having time. As long as he has time, he will have everything, even if the front is full of thorns.
Thinking of this, Fu Hongling felt soft in her heart and raised the corners of her mouth. Instead of scolding the young man, she listened patiently to the young man's somewhat nagging words and what kind of flying sword he wanted. Listen to where he wants to go and what he wants to do when he becomes more powerful.
Perhaps defeated by the silence of the senior sister in front of him, Zhao Jiuge, who had been chattering all the time, suddenly didn't know what to say, and the scene suddenly became a little quiet. Seeing that the air was quiet, Fu Hongling raised her head in surprise, looked at Zhao Jiuge and chuckled, "Why don't you say anything anymore."
Zhao Jiuge pouted his lips, his eyes were a little dazed, and he tilted his head half-way, "You haven't said a word for a long time, and it doesn't make sense for me to talk."
Then there was another brief silence. When had the always cold Bing Hongling ever communicated with someone at such a close distance? Even her master Jian Wuxin had never been like this. Perhaps it was because Bing Hongling was used to being quiet. Such an atmosphere suddenly made Bing Hongling feel like this. Hong Ling was not used to it.
After a long time, Fu Hongling said with a gentle face, "Yu Jian has also taught you that it is not as beautiful as you imagined. In fact, behind other people's scenery is the silent dedication of others. If you want to be beautiful, the premise is that you have to You have strength to rely on, and strength can only be achieved by yourself. These require your own efforts, understand."
Zhao Jiuge nodded, "Don't worry, senior sister, I will work hard to cultivate the elixir as soon as possible," he promised obediently, but in his heart he was still recalling the scene of him dancing solo with his sword in the air. Although that scene was short but meaningful good.
It seemed that Tie Hongling felt that she had nothing to say. She didn't know what she was talking about for a while. She stood up slowly and returned to her cold look. "It's time to go. I'll take you to the Deacon Hall and then go find it yourself." Your coach, go to the spiritual veins in the sect to temper the spirit, practice well, and stop playing around."
"Oh." Hearing this, Zhao Jiuge agreed, then felt a little disappointed. He looked around for a week and then took a look at the surrounding environment, seeming to be a little unfinished.
"This is the jade tube that unlocks the ban on Lotus Peak. Take it and come to me if you have anything you need after you finish quenching the soul." Fu Hongling saw Zhao Jiuge's look, but felt a little funny in her heart.
Hearing Fu Hongling's next words, Zhao Jiuge suddenly became elated. He tightly caught the jade tube handed over by Fu Hongling, nodded variously, and spent a short time together. The cold senior sister in front of him cared for and taught him. Didn't it make him feel a strange emotion in his heart
Then Fu Hongling didn't say too many words, and the fiery red flying sword roared over. Fu Hongling hugged Zhao Jiuge and stepped on the flying sword. The flying sword brought the aura and flew to the Deacon Hall, and exited the Lotus Peak. The cold look on Fu Hongling's face has returned, making it difficult for people to see through it. Perhaps Fu Hongling will only take off this disguise at her own cultivation peak.
Silently all the way, the flaming red flying sword circled several mountain peaks. After circling a few times, it landed on the mountain peak at the Deacon Hall. Putting Zhao Jiuge down, Fu Hongling was about to turn around and leave.
"Wait, senior sister." Zhao Jiuge turned around and shouted loudly to stop Tie Hongling who was about to leave.
Bie Hongling's cold face subconsciously raised her eyebrows, and then she slowly said, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?" There was a hint of concern in her words unconsciously.
Zhao Jiuge shook his head, Fu Hongling's face calmed down and she turned around.
At this time, Zhao Jiuge's voice came from behind.
"Senior sister, you actually look pretty when you smile. If you smile more in the future, you must remember senior sister."
At this time, Fu Hongling's face was stunned for a moment, then surprised, and finally she chuckled.
Looking back, he only saw Zhao Jiuge's back, rushing towards the deacon hall, as if he was afraid that he would strike again and was avoiding being beaten.
Fu Hongling thought about Zhao Jiuge's last words, smiled, shook her head helplessly, and thought to herself, this kid.
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After gathering up the courage and saying that, Zhao Jiuge ignored the others and ran all the way until he finally stopped in front of the building. The Deacon Hall was right in front of him.
After a few days of getting along, Zhao Jiuge developed a sense of dependence on this senior sister, but after all, he still had to focus on improving his strength, so he calmed down and put aside distracting thoughts.
Play comes to play, trouble comes to trouble, but Zhao Jiuge will not forget his goal. He glanced at the words Deacon Hall on the plaque before Zhao Jiuge stepped in. Before entering the spiritual vein quenching, he had to come back to submit the task and receive the door. Gong, by the way, sell the body of the three-tailed cat, that is also some material.
At this time, the hall seemed a little deserted. It was not as lively as when I first came. There were only two or three figures. Perhaps most of the disciples of this generation had already received their tasks and went out to perform tasks, while most of the old disciples were In cultivation, there is no need to hone, except for those who are in urgent need of tribute occasionally. As the strength increases, the way to obtain treasures is no longer just to come to the Deacon Hall to complete the task.
As soon as Zhao Jiuge entered the first floor, he immediately attracted the attention of the figures on the first floor. When they found out that Zhao Jiuge was just a new disciple, they all buried their heads or turned around to do their own things. Zhao Jiuge came to the old man last time. Seeing Zhao Jiuge, the old man had already recognized Zhao Jiuge.
"Not bad, you look like you have returned from the mission." The old man smiled faintly, and his old eyes kept looking at Zhao Jiuge. When he discovered the serious injury in Zhao Jiuge's body, the old man frowned slightly.
"Hehe, yes." Zhao Jiuge smiled shyly and took out the body of the three-tailed cat from the storage ring in his hand.
The old man's eyes lit up and he recognized the three-tailed cat at a glance, and then he said, "Tell me, what happened during this mission, it seems that things were a little bumpy this time."
When Zhao Jiuge told the old man about this experience, the old man's eyes were light, and then he said, "This time is really dangerous. In view of the accident in the mission, the Mengong reward this time has been changed to 500 points. Fortunately, you are alive." big."
Zhao Jiuge was ecstatic when he heard that there were five hundred tributes, and he was very happy in his heart, but he did not tell the existence of Hongling.
"This is what training is like. The sect cannot guarantee that you will come back safely every time you go on a mission, because there are too many accidents, and the strong must go through these. Those who can make it step by step must be strong, just like you This time, it would be good for someone else to survive. I hope that in the future you will have a cautious and fearless heart when performing tasks." The old man in gray robe said to Zhao Jiuge with a serious face.
After finishing speaking, the old man in gray robe pinched his fingers with both hands. After shaking a few times, a spiritual light shot towards the wooden plaque on Zhao Jiuge's waist. After doing all this, the old man in gray robe said, "Okay, Mengong." I’ve given it to you, is there anything else you need?”
Zhao Jiuge shook his head and said hello. He resisted the urge in his heart to accept the task and walked out of the first floor of the deacon hall with the body of the three-tailed cat. When he went out, he looked back at the ladder to the second floor. When Only then can he go to the second floor to receive more difficult tasks.
After coming out of the Deacon Hall, Zhao Jiuge immediately ran to the Treasure Pavilion. Although he longed for Mengong in his heart, Zhao Jiuge did not forget about the soul quenching.
Compared to the desolate atmosphere of the Deacon Hall, the Treasure Pavilion seemed much more lively. Once inside, it was still bustling with people coming and going. Zhao Jiuge searched for a long time, but he did not find the person who received him to buy the Qingmei Sword last time. The young man had no choice but to find someone at random. He was also an older young man. This young man looked honest and honest. After learning about Zhao Jiuge's purpose, the young man took a closer look at the three-tailed cat in Zhao Jiuge's singer. .
"Your three-tailed cat is a bit special, so its value is slightly higher. If it is used as a material for making magic weapons, it can be exchanged for three hundred tributes. It's a pity that this three-tailed cat is not very strong, otherwise it would be worth ten times more. More than that." There was a look of pity in the eyes of the honest young man.
Zhao Jiuge was stunned for a while, and he was also surprised when he heard the ten times the value. Naihe was in a hurry to go back to find Coach Zhou to enter the spirit quenching, and had no time to chat.
Without haggling, Zhao Jiuge agreed generously after offering 300 points of tribute. Zhao Jiuge originally wanted to leave in exchange for the tribute, but thinking that there were 800 points of tribute in the wooden sign, Zhao Jiuge felt itchy and couldn't buy it. He wanted to make a sword embryo, but he could buy some materials first. Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge became more and more excited. He wanted to see what magic materials he could buy first. Anyway, he would make swords in the future.
Zhao Jiuge was a little dazzled looking at the cargo list, which was full of items. He thought to himself that the only material he had was the Yin Ling Bead, which had cold attributes. It would be better to cast a flying sword with cold attributes in the future. After the goal was clear, Zhao Jiuge went to look for it. Materials with cold properties.
Soon, Zhao Jiuge's eyes stopped at a line of words.
Colorful silver sand, six hundred tributes.