Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Fu Zhu twitched the corners of his mouth slightly and raised a smile, "Of course I know you."

She just experienced a Nanke dream, but her brain was not broken. How could she not recognize people?
Hearing this, Sanqing let out a long sigh of relief, his round eyes looking at her from time to time, while the girl was observing the surrounding environment.

They are no longer in the small world inside the Wenjian Tower, but inside the tower level.There are no windows on the wall, but there is airflow, and the sky is bright, shining down from the top of the tower.

The sculptures on the murals are not sword moves.

Every three feet, there is a sword pattern.

It's like the Book of Swords.

However, it is not as detailed as the description in the Sword Book. Only the name of the sword is marked next to each engraved sword, without any other markings.

"Fu Zhu, are you unhappy?"

Fu Zhu was watching in trance when he suddenly heard Sanqing's inexplicable question and shook his head.

Sanqing said "Oh" and said nothing. He also came to her side, followed the girl's gaze, and looked at the mural carefully.

In fact, she has seen these murals many times.

Seeing Fu Zhu's eyes resting on a sword, San Qing felt that her opportunity to show off had come. She cleared her voice and said: "This Qiong Ying sword once belonged to Fairy Wan Feng. The sword has mountains and rivers painted on one side. A tree of Tang flowers is engraved on the back, and the name of Qiong Ying's sword is engraved on the lower part of the hilt and on the top of the sword body."

Fu Zhu was a little surprised, as if she didn't expect San Qing to know so much. Following what she said, he saw that the word "Qiong Ying" was indeed engraved on the bottom of the sword hilt.

She had just come out of the fantasy sea and was in a daze. Only then did she notice that the little girl's eyes were dark blue.

Fu Zhu pointed at San Qing's eyes, "What's the matter with the dark blue eyes?"

Sanqing became very angry when she mentioned this matter. She said angrily: "It's all Yu Xingshu's fault!"

"Ever since he taught me the Huangliang swordsmanship, every night when I go to bed, my dreams are similar. They are all practicing swordsmanship, and I have never had a good night's sleep."

From Sanqing's gnashing of teeth, Fu Zhu could hear how resentful she was towards Yu Xingshu.

But this should be the legendary magical power of flying swords in dreams. Speaking of which, Sanqing took advantage.

But seeing how angry the little girl is now, Fu Zhu will not touch her. Anyway, if she wants to scold, she will scold Yu Xingshu.

After Sanqing finished scolding Yu Xingshu, she put the matter behind her and happily told Fu Zhu about other swords.

"This sword is called Plum Blossom. It has no carvings on it. It looks very ordinary. You can't tell it apart among a bunch of swords."

"The most special thing about it is that its scabbard is carved with green plum blossoms. People recognize plum blossoms because they recognize its scabbard." Sanqing said, pointing out to Fu Zhu, "This is the scabbard of plum blossoms. "

"The owner of the plum blossom is..." Sanqing scratched his head and suddenly forgot, a soft voice came from above his head, "It's Li Qingzhao."

Sanqing's memory was awakened all of a sudden, but there was no look of happiness on her face. She was obviously going to remember it soon, but this person suddenly made a sound, which made her unable to show it in front of Fu Zhu.

Although these swords were all told to himself.

Fu Zhu was obviously startled, whether it was because of the name Li Qingzhao or the sudden voice.

The girl's voice was a little hoarse, "Senior, do you know Li Qingzhao?"

Sanqing heard the name from Fu Zhu and finally remembered it. No wonder the name sounded familiar. Yu Xingshu also mentioned him when he was in Huangliang World.

She blinked twice and looked at Fu Zhu, "Do you know Li Qingzhao too?"

Fu Zhu naturally did not miss the word "ye" in her words, nodded and said, "He is my second uncle."

Sanqing counted on his fingers. The second uncle is Master Fu Zhu's junior brother. From this point of view, it seems that the relationship is closer than her.

His little face suddenly became depressed. Before he finished thinking, he heard Fu Zhu's voice again, "Does anyone else know him?"

Sanqing said with a downcast face: "I heard Yu Xingshu mentioned him, saying that he was a century-old swordsman and was very powerful. But Yu Xingshu also mentioned someone else." That ethereal voice only appeared for a moment. Then it fell silent, as if it had never appeared.

Seeing that he was pretending to be dead again, Sanqing picked up the date stones on the ground and threw them towards the top of the tower. However, he suffered the consequences in the end and was hit hard by the falling date stones.

She put her hands on her hips, ready to yell at the top of the tower.

"Since you already know that I have no physical body, naturally this jujube stone cannot hit me." His tone was helpless, but also vaguely conniving.

Sanqing raised her face, "I don't care, you can't pretend to be silent anyway, you haven't answered Fu Zhu's question yet."

The voice above his head was silent for a moment, and he said: "I do know Li Qingzhao."

"I also know what you want to ask."

"But," he paused briefly and said, "Li Qingzhao is no longer in this world."

Sanqing subconsciously looked at the talisman bead. The girl looked calm, and she couldn't tell whether she was sad or not.

"Uncle Li, he..." Fu Zhu tried hard to organize her words, but she didn't know how to say it.

The voice above her head took over her words, "He died of cause and effect."

Fu Zhu was startled. She thought about the thunder and the enemy's pursuit, but she never thought about this answer. A confusion slowly appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"Can't you be more straightforward when you speak? What's the use of going round and round like this and pretending to be profound." Sanqing listened and couldn't quite understand, so he said dissatisfiedly.

The voice in the tower has long been accustomed to Sanqing's temper, so he ignored it and said to the Fu Zhu: "Can I lend you two swords for a look?"

The girl gestured to untie the sword, and Sanqing grabbed her hand, very defensively, "Who knew he was a good guy or a bad guy, Fu Zhu, you can't trust him so easily."

"..."

The voice was silent for a while, and did not speak again, as if waiting for the girl to make a decision.

Fu Zhu shook her head at Sanqing, and she reluctantly let go.

A Shuangxueming and a Wuxi sword were taken off by her, but only one sword flew towards the top of the tower.

Fu Zhu looked at Shuang Xueming in front of him, slightly puzzled. Didn't the senior want to borrow two swords?
Her confusion was soon answered, "The other sword I want to borrow is the Dulu."

After the words fell, the Wuxi Sword was returned.

Sanqing quickly grabbed the ugly sword, fearing that someone would snatch it away. The sword trembled slightly in her hand.

Fu Zhu didn't know how he knew that he had the Dulu Sword, but he still summoned the fairy sword.

He told him the news about Uncle Li, but after borrowing his sword to see, there was no need to be so stingy.

And if Fu Zhu remembered correctly, when he talked to Sanqing before, he revealed that he was dead, and what he was talking about now was probably just a trace of his soul, and he couldn't do anything.

That senior seemed to like the Dulu Immortal Sword very much and kept it much longer than the Wu Xi Sword.

He returned the sword to Fu Zhu, "This sword of yours is missing the sword spirit."

Fu Zhu remembered that when she first pulled out the Dulu Sword, there was a soft white light that flew into the clouds and disappeared.

Perhaps it was the sword spirit in the Dulu Sword that had been sealed for a long time and ran out willfully.

Fu Zhu put away his sword and said calmly, "Thank you, senior, for informing me."

This flaw is nothing to her.She has always been accustomed to using Shuang Xueming.

(End of this chapter)