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Chapter 39 39. New Year’s gift!

Jiang Xingmeng and everyone in Ziwei Mansion celebrated the first New Year's Eve.

The next day, she received a very generous New Year's gift from her senior brothers, sisters, and master, including many magic weapons and many spiritual stones.

She had already mentioned Qin Yinyue's plan to make money with her, and everyone in Ziwei Mansion was surprised, but also quite proud.

Little dream is really capable!
As a result, the four people who had more money in their hands began to buy things for Jiang Xingmeng, and they all picked up their own inventory for a long time. Xie Buhui even gave Jiang Xingmeng the magic weapon that he had refined for a long time and was reluctant to use.

It was a simple, elegant and generous hosta. Jiang Xingmeng liked it so much that he put it on right away.

She asked, "Is this for self-defense?"

Xie Buhui nodded: "It can block three attacks below the Mahayana period."

Jiang Xingmeng was amazed: "Can the thunder calamity be stopped?"

Xie Buhui smiled and said: "In a few days, you may have to build the foundation. After the foundation is established, you will truly enter the road of cultivation. The Jindan period will usher in the first thunder disaster, but you are Tianpin Bing The spiritual roots, as well as the heavenly spirit body, are favored by heaven, so Lei Jie can only give it a try."

Jiang Xingmeng nodded, and then said happily: "Thank you Master for the gift."

Luo Shuanghan was beside him eager to try: "Little Junior Sister, won't you take a look at the things I gave you?"

Jiang Xingmeng immediately opened the bag that Luo Shuanghan had given him, and his eyes were filled with amazement.

It is a light blue skirt, a snow-white silk half arm, a slightly darker blue shawl, and a set of pearl hair.

But Jiang Xingmeng didn't know what to think of, and suddenly froze.

There is no other reason. After the fall of the Wei Dynasty, the new dynasty abolished the clothes of the Wei Dynasty. These clothes, dresses, heads and faces... are all the style of the Wei Dynasty!

Jiang Xingmeng felt that his eyes were a little moist.

Luo Shuanghan smiled at the side: "...I found this booklet of clothes from the Mortal Realm specially, and asked Shanxia Xiuniang to help tailor it. The hair is also like this, but it's definitely not as good as yours in the past. I By the way, I asked Master to refine it into a magic weapon, not to mention being spotless, waterproof and fireproof..."

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Jiang Xingmeng threw himself into her arms, rubbed against her affectionately, and said sincerely, "Thank you, Second Senior Sister."

Luo Shuanghan froze for a moment, then patted Jiang Xingmeng's head: "Why are you being so polite?"

Yu Qingge didn't speak, but handed the box that he had been holding carefully in his arms to Jiang Xingmeng.

Jiang Xingmeng opened it to look, and almost choked to death on his own saliva.

Shocked and trembling, she took out the contents of the box and looked at Yu Qingge in disbelief: "...Senior Brother made the revolver?"

Yu Qingge was a little proud, but he still held his own. He had the temperament of a master of the sect: "Yes, but not all. The material is definitely different from what is said in the book, but the functions are similar and the principles are similar. Bullets don't have time. Created, but can use spiritual power as a bullet."

Jiang Xingmeng was about to kneel down to Yu Qingge.

Well, does she count as pushing the cold weapon era a lot by herself?

She put away the revolver solemnly, and then said to Yu Qingge with great sincerity: "Senior brother, these things...I mean the revolver, the Gatling...it is good to make, but remember not to use it on a large scale! "

Yu Qingge was stunned for a moment, and then he was a little confused, so he said, "Why not? How convenient."

Jiang Xingmeng racked his brains and finally explained in a tactful way the huge threat posed by hot weapons to the cold weapon era.

Yu Qingge wanted to say something, but Nan Zhixiang took over the conversation: "Young junior sister is too worried. The hot weapons you mentioned, or firearms, do not pose any threat to cultivators, at most they are more convenient. "

After a pause, he was a little helpless: "You still haven't read "Common Sense in the Realm of Cultivation" thoroughly. You should copy the book three times after the fifteenth day of the Chinese New Year."

Jiang Xingmeng: "..."

She almost died instantly.

Nan Zhixiang laughed when he saw this, and said amusedly: "Okay, I'm teasing you. Here, this is your gift."

Jiang Xingmeng came to life again and took a book from the hands of Nan Zhixiang.

Jiang Xingmeng: "..."

Jiang Xingmeng: "..."

She didn't want to open it and look at it. When Nan Zhi saw this, he couldn't help laughing: "If you don't open it and take a look, how will you know what's inside?"

Jiang Xingmeng reluctantly opened it, and then his eyes widened.

This is not a book.

This is a gift book!A brochure filled with all kinds of gold, silver, jewellery, treasures of heaven and earth!

Nan Zhixiang said: "My family has a small income, and the things here are all gifts I received during the New Year this year. I borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha."

Jiang Xingmeng looked at Nan Zhixiang with teary eyes, and said sincerely: "Senior brother, I may not be a Buddha, but you are a real god!"

Nan Zhixiang: "...?"

After receiving the presents, Jiang Xingmeng said awkwardly: "I also prepared presents for everyone, but...it's a bit unsightly in comparison."

As she said that, she hesitated and took out four things from the storage bag.

A snow-white sword tassel with exquisite appearance was given to Yu Qingge; a carefully carved wooden hairpin was given to Xie Buhui; a piece of lip clay made after countless experiments was given to Luo Shuanghan; I took the folding fan of the poem and gave it to Nan Zhixiang.

She was a little shy after distributing the presents: "I made them all by myself, and they are not worth a lot of money. Don't hold them back."

The four of them looked at each other in blank dismay, then laughed together, and put away the gift with great care.

Luo Shuanghan said with a smile: "The gift prepared by Junior Sister is the best."

Xie Buhui was also deeply moved: "Xiaomeng has a heart, I exchanged a jade hairpin that I have never worn before for a wooden hairpin carved by Xiaomeng himself, I think it is worth it."

Nan Zhi loved the folding fan very much, and even savored the poem carefully at this moment: "The poem written by my junior sister? It's really wonderful!"

Yu Qingge saw that everyone was boasting about the flowers, he was so anxious that he held it back for a long time, and finally got it out.

"Junior Junior Sister, you're awesome."

Jiang Xingmeng: "..."

The other three: "..."

Kiss, the suggestion here is that if you can't speak, don't speak.

No matter what, after this new year, the feelings of everyone in Ziwei Mansion became more and more profound.

And Jiang Xingmeng also had a real sense of belonging, and regarded Ziwei Mansion as his home.

A few days before the opening of the Sword Tomb, Luo Shuanghan, Yuqingge, and Jiang Xingmeng were all going to go, and Nan Zhixiang felt that he would be fruitless if he stayed alone with Xie Buhui, so he simply decided to go with the three of them.

While packing her luggage, Jiang Xingmeng chatted with Xiaoshunzi on the summons board.

A few days ago, Xiao Shunzi broke through to the perfection of qi refining, so he was rewarded with a communication card by his master. He tried every means to get in touch with Jiang Xingmeng.

Jiang Xingmeng was a little worried: "Xiao Shunzi, no one in the sect makes things difficult for you, right?"

Xiao Shunzi is castrated after all, and there might be some idiot pointing fingers at him.

Xiao Shunzi scratched her head shyly: "Your Highness is worrying too much, no one makes things difficult for me."

He took revenge on those who made things difficult for him.

The two were chatting happily when they heard Xie Buhui suddenly getting angry outside.

(End of this chapter)