Dressed as a playgirl in the immortal world

Chapter 122: Book of Qi Dao is alive?

Zhuzhu stepped forward to lift the stone slab, but the slate didn't move at all. She and Huahua tried several times at the same time, but it didn't work.

I didn't expect that the stone slabs with only a few square meters would be so heavy. It seems that I need to use the Fengming Sword.

Zhuzhu summoned the Fengming Sword and held it in his hand, directly swayed the dragon roaring to the sky, the green dragon sword energy flew out of the Fengming Sword, and directly bit the lower stone slab.

Then with a "bang—" the stone slab was overturned aside to reveal the stone steps below.

The stone steps are very long, and Zhuzhu stood on the top and looked down with the light, but she couldn't see the end. Then she tried out her spiritual sense, but it was blocked by something around her, and her spiritual sense couldn't reach down at all.

Zhuzhu had no choice but to take out a luminous stone from the savings ring and put it in her hand, then walked down the long stone steps.

She left Huahua on it to avoid any accidents above.

The stone steps were very long, and it took about half an hour for Zhuzhu to complete the stone steps and set foot on the platform.

The luminous stone can only illuminate a radius of three or four meters, so Zhuzhu had no choice but to hold the luminous stone high and grope forward.

After walking about a dozen steps, Zhuzhu heard a "click" friction sound and moved around.

"Who? Who's there?" Zhuzhu was taken aback.

But she didn't wait for an answer, instead, the surroundings suddenly began to light up, one after another Phoenix candles lit up, and it turned out that the candles on the candlesticks hanging on the surrounding walls were lit.

Let the dark stone room immediately brighten up.

Who lit the candles?
Zhuzhu only heard a few sounds like iron plates colliding and rubbing, but she didn't sense the breath of someone. What's worse, she couldn't detect her spiritual sense at all standing here.

But following the light of these candles, she could see it clearly.

This is a stone room with a size of [-] square meters. Apart from the candlesticks on the surrounding walls, there is only a display stand on each side.

It is full of eighteen kinds of magic tools, but these magic tools have lost their spirituality after hundreds of thousands of years of dust.

And most of them are rusted and can no longer be used.

Zhuzhu is very sorry, these should be made by Gongsun Junjun, the patriarch of Qi Dao, the grade must not be low, but it is a pity that they have been buried in dust for a long time, and all of them have turned into decay.

But... Zhuzhu saw a flash of light on a display stand.

Zhuzhu walked forward curiously, but saw a round metal ball.

I don't know what kind of material this ball is forged from. After tens of thousands of years, it hasn't turned into decay, but it's still as shiny as new.

She couldn't help being more curious, and cautiously stretched out her hand to grab the metal ball, wanting to see what magic weapon it was and whether it could still be used.

Unexpectedly, the metal ball split open with a "click", and two palm-sized metal wings as thin as a cicada's wings protruded from the middle, and then spread the wings with two "clicks" and flew into the air, leaving the range of Zhuzhu's palm.

"Who are you? The little book cannot be touched by anyone other than the owner." The metal balls made a sound like a seven or eight-year-old child.

Not only is it a living magic weapon, but it can also speak people's words. The beads are a little messy, but when you think that this is the legacy of Gongsun Junjun, the founder of Qi Dao, it's not surprising.

"Your name is Xiaoshu?" Zhuzhu tentatively asked the metal ball in a soft tone.

"Hmm," the metal balls fell one by one again, and it seemed that the sound it made was correct.

"Then how long have you been here?" Zhuzhu asked again.

"32 years and 540 years." The metal ball snapped and snapped again.

"Are you a magic weapon created by Gongsun Junjun, the patriarch of Qi Dao?"

Unexpectedly, this question made the voice of the metal ball a little dissatisfied: "I am the master's child, not those lifeless scraps of copper, please pay attention to your words."

Zhuzhu: ...

Well, still a metal ball with a temper.

"What about your master?" Zhuzhu doesn't know much about Gongsun Junction, and because of the collapse of the ancient realm, many records are incomplete. No one knows whether Gongsun Junction died in the catastrophe of the collapse of the realm, or has already ascended Upper Bound.

However, because Gongsun Junction had many writings about crafting that were scattered all over Kyushu, which opened the door to the Dao of Qi for monks in the New World later on, he is respectfully called the Patriarch of Dao of Qi by the current Artifact Refining Master.

"Master has gone to the New World."

Speaking of this, the tone of the metal ball was very low, "Xiaoshu also wants to go, but the master said that it is more useful for me to stay here, and will wait for a new master again, only the new master can take me away."

It turns out that Gongsun Hub has already ascended, which is good news. After all, as the patriarch who opened the way, his talent is absolutely astonishing. It would be a pity if he died in the catastrophe of the collapse of the realm.

"But Xiaoshu waited for such a long time. Besides you, there were two waves of people waiting. They came up and wanted to snatch me away. They even secretly killed their companions in order to fight for me. The master said that such a treacherous person cannot be recognized. People are the main ones, they just want to use Xiaoshu, and after eating the contents of Xiaoshu's stomach, they will throw away or destroy Xiaoshu."

"What happened to those people in the end?" A bad premonition arose in Zhu Zhu's heart. If they escaped alive, someone would definitely guess that this was the Gongsun Junction Mansion. After many verifications, the senior brother guessed that this is the last practice place of Gongsun Junction.

Those people should have broken in by accident, but for some reason they couldn't get out.

Could it be related to the palm-sized metal ball in front of him?
Zhuzhu couldn't help but take two steps back, escaped two waves of monks' competition, and stayed here intact, Zhuzhu didn't think that the metal ball book with a child's voice would be a fool.

Maybe it's a high-level black-bellied guy who likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

"Are you afraid of Xiaoshu?" The metal ball's voice revealed a bit of naughtiness, and it deliberately stepped closer to Zhuzhu, "Xiaoshu doesn't kill good people, beautiful sister, are you a good person?"

Zhuzhu felt a little guilty when asked by Xiaoshu. She is really not a good person. At least not long ago, she used a selfish guy to shield them from guns. She is probably dead now, and she was indirectly killed. of.

But she never regrets everything she has done, even if that thing is deviant in the eyes of others.

But she is not considered a bad person who perfidiously stabs her companions in the back, except for Song Yulou, she has never taken the initiative to harm anyone, unless it is because they have hurt her before, she will take the initiative out of revenge.

But seriously, she should belong to the kind of person who is neither good nor bad.

Since she didn't understand Xiaoshu's ability, Zhuzhu said truthfully: "I'm not a purely good person, but I'm not a purely bad person either."

"Is it good or not?" Xiaoshu's voice was a little curious, "Then do you like to eat books?"

What kind of weird question is this, Zhuzhu couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I don't like it, I only like reading books."

Just as she was talking, a voice came from Huahua above, telling her that her eldest sister had subdued the Phoenix Spirit Fire and was waiting for her up there.

Zhuzhu was very happy and couldn't help but smile a little on her face.

Xiaoshu asked curiously again: "Why are you so happy all of a sudden?"

"My eldest sister is here." Zhuzhu said, looking at the empty stone chambers around her, she couldn't imagine that such a spiritual little book had lived alone underground for more than 30 years.

I couldn't help feeling a little pity in my heart, if Xiaoshu was a human being, I'm afraid he would have gone crazy by now.

After several rounds of inquiries from Xiaoshu, Zhuzhu has roughly guessed what Xiaoshu is, and she never thought that the "Book of Qi Dao" that the elder brother asked her to find was actually alive.

Since it is alive and has such a strong opinion, Zhuzhu wants to ask its opinion to let it know the wider sky outside.

"I'm leaving, would you like to leave with me?"

Xiaoshu shook her body and circled Zhuzhu up and down a few times. Zhuzhu was a little apprehensive at first, but after feeling that Xiaoshu was looking at her and thinking about her problems, she calmed down again and let Xiaoshu turn back and forth to look at her.

"Xiaoshu didn't sense the evil spirit from those people in the past, let's trust you for once, but if you destroy or throw away Xiaoshu after using Xiaoshu, Xiaoshu will not let you succeed .”

"Don't worry, I will find you a powerful master who can be compared to Mr. Gongsun, and he is upright and kind. If I can't do what I say, it's up to you."

Zhuzhu stretched out her hand, and the little book slowly flew into her palm: "Then why don't you want to be the owner of the little book?" Hearing the voice, he felt a little bit wronged.

(End of this chapter)