Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 13 The Trip to Queyue Mountain

Fu Zhu frowned slightly, and continued: "Senior brother, I may not be able to help you with this. On the day of the freshman test, Master hurried down the mountain, and I didn't even see his face."

Don't know what happened.

Fu Zhu stood up, patted off the grass clippings on his clothes, and bid farewell to Li Wuxia, "Third senior brother, I still have things to do, so I won't stay any longer."

"Miss Zhuang's matter, you can deal with it yourself, and I can't give you any advice."

Li Wuxia looked at the girl who had reached his shoulders in front of him, and realized that the little girl who used to just toddler behind them had grown up.

……

Zhao Zhiying pawed at the weeds on the ground boredly, looking in the direction the sword repair girl was leaving from time to time.

It's been so long, why hasn't she come back?
Don't lose yourself here.

But her barrier was so impenetrable, and he couldn't get out, so he could only sit on the sidelines and wait like a rabbit.

Zhao Zhiying has lived for 18 years, and finally knows what it's like to look through the autumn water.

A touch of beauty, from far to near.

The girl is dressed in aqua blue, and in Zhao Zhiying's eyes, she has become the most beautiful color in the world.

The talisman approached, and with a wave of his sleeve, the barrier disappeared.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to Queyue Mountain." The girl said softly, like fairy music.

On the back of the sword, Zhao Zhiying asked, "Where's your brother?" She came to Donglu Mountain to look for her brother, why did she come back alone.

"Don't inquire about other people's sect affairs."

will be easily beaten.

"Oh." Zhao Zhiying was silent for a while, then changed the subject, "Your Majesty and the girl are close friends, can I know the girl's name now?"

"Amulets."

"?" The wind was too strong, so I couldn't hear it clearly.

"Fuxiu's talisman, Dongzhu's bead." Fuzhu said it again patiently.

Since she borrowed Zhao Zhiying's fairy sword, she naturally wanted to leave a name so that she could return the sword in the future.

Now that Zhao Zhiying heard it clearly, she thought about the name twice in her mind, thinking about which sect had a disciple named Fuzhu.

Miss Fu Zhu's swordsmanship is superb, and she has reached the Jindan stage at a young age. Such a genius is very eye-catching no matter which sect she is in.

But Zhao Zhiying went through all the geniuses of various sects, and he became more and more sure that he had never heard of the name Fuzhu.

Even the more contrast, the more myocardial infarction.

Because he found that, among those whom he could name, the heaven's favored sons in the various sects, without exception, none of them succeeded in forming alchemy at the age of Miss Fuzhu.

The long sword flew into the air, and it flew thousands of miles in an instant.

Through the clouds, Zhao Zhiying saw the shadow of the sect. He pointed to a mountain ahead and said to Fuzhu, "Miss Fuzhu, the mountain in front is the entrance of Taixuan Sword Sect."

Fuzhu nodded and stopped the flying sword.

She took out the valance from the storage bag and put it on, as if she didn't want to see anyone.

Zhao Zhiying didn't dare to ask more, lest the talisman give him a sword.

But in fact, people who are close to Fu Zhu know that she has a good temper.

Soon, some disciples stationed at the mountain gate spotted the two of them, and surrounded them vigilantly with Feijian in their arms. The moment they saw Zhao Zhiying's face clearly, they exclaimed, "Little uncle, you are back, I'll go!" Notify the master!!"

Fuzhu looked meaningfully at the "half-handed" Jindan beside him, this guy is quite high in the Taixuan Sword Sect?

The disciple ran so fast that Zhao Zhiying couldn't stop him.

Fortunately, he still has a companion who is calmer.

He bowed with his sword in his arms, his eyes lingering on Fuzhu, "Little uncle, who is this girl?"

Zhao Zhiying was about to speak, but was interrupted by the talisman. Through the veil, even though the other party couldn't see her expression, the talisman still smiled friendly.

"My surname is Fu, and I am your little uncle's creditor."

The girl's tone was soft, with a smile in her words, she didn't look like she was here to collect debts.

The disciple glanced at his uncle, but he didn't speak, obviously acquiescing to the girl's words.

"I don't know how many spirit stones my little uncle owes the girl?" the disciple of Que Yueshan asked tactfully, with a touch of temptation.

I have already caught up with Taixuan Sword Sect to collect debts. Is the little uncle owed money?

If it is money debt, it should be a lot...

The talisman was not in a hurry, and stretched out five fingers.

"Five hundred spirit stones..." That's okay, he should have so many in his storage bag.

"No," Fu Zhu shook his head, "It's five thousand high-grade spirit stones."

Five...five thousand?
Or a high-grade spirit stone?

Little uncle, what did he do!
Zhao Zhiying pursed his lips and said nothing. If he hadn't lost his storage bag, he would have paid the money to Miss Fuzhu long ago, and he wouldn't have publicly executed him in front of his nephew.

"Little Martial Nephew, help me get together first, and I will pay you back in the future." Zhao Zhiying obviously lacked confidence.

"..."

Is this a matter of putting together?Even if you kill him, you won't be able to get five thousand high-grade spirit stones!

But the little uncle has already spoken, no matter how difficult it is, he has to join in, and no one can let people see their Taixuan Jianzong's jokes.

Face still has to be picked up.

"Little Martial Uncle, Miss Fu, wait a moment, I'm going to gather spirit stones."

Fu Zhu found a rock and sat down, while Zhao Zhiying persisted in standing.

After a while, Zhao Zhiying regretted it.

If I had known that he was also wearing a veiled hat to cover his face, the gossiping eyes of passing juniors, juniors, nephews and nephews would almost have stuck to his face.

Faintly, Zhao Zhiying could still hear their discussions.

"Isn't that Uncle Zhao Zhiying? Was he forced to stand under the sun?"

"How is it possible! Little Martial Uncle must have his reasons for doing this." The one who defended him was a beautiful female disciple of Taixuan Sword Sect.

"Why doesn't he go up the mountain? What is the little uncle doing at the foot of the mountain?"

"Hey, there is a woman beside him, do you know which junior sister it is?"

Everyone shook their heads one after another, there are so many female disciples of Taixuan Sword Sect, and there are so many people who adore their junior masters and uncles, how could they know all of them.

Seeing that there were more and more people around, but they only watched in the shade under the tree and didn't come over, Zhao Zhiying couldn't tell them to disperse.

He felt more and more that Miss Fuzhu's act of wearing a veiled hat was really wise.

As long as you can't see your face, you won't be embarrassed.

If Fu Zhu knew what Zhao Zhiying was thinking, he would tell him that he was thinking too much.Wearing the veiled hat just didn't want people to see that she was the one who sent Zhao Zhiying back.

As for what happened next, it was completely by mistake.

After Zhao Zhiying suffered for an unknown amount of time, the Taixuan Sword Sect disciple who gathered the spirit stone finally returned.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said out of breath, "I kept my little uncle and Miss Fu waiting for a long time."

It was really too difficult to get five thousand high-grade spirit stones together. He had to find a lot of juniors before he could barely make up enough.

"Look, girl, it's not bad."

The talisman took the storage bag without checking it, and threw it directly into his own storage bag, "Don't look at it."

Anyway, she earned it.

The talisman Yujian flew away, leaving only the remaining sword energy to cut through the clouds in place.

The disciple looked up at the sky and exclaimed, "What a powerful skill of flying with a sword!"

This is called Yujian. What's the matter with their Yujian?

"Little uncle, when do you think my sword control skills will reach this level?"

Zhao Zhiying glanced at him up and down, hehe.

(End of this chapter)