Something's wrong with my sword spirit

"He said he didn't dare to come up." Yue Xiaohan was unwilling to pass on his message from the beginning, but Xiaoyou still said he was pitiful, so angry that Yue Xiaohan wanted to beat someone.

Fang Lingyu said: "Then I won't see him either, so let him go." Looking back, he asked Yanjin, "Can I stay with the immortal for a while longer?"

Yanjin nodded: "You can stay as long as you want."

Fang Lingyu is not a bluffing person, she stays here, she really stays, sitting by the pool and staring at the fish in a daze, Yanjin doesn't bother her, she sits under the tree with the red satin she collected in the morning Sewing and mending.

In the afternoon, Xiao You came up slowly and patted Fang Lingyu: "Go and see him, if you don't go, he won't go."

Xiaoyou is indeed very thin.

Fang Lingyu turned her head: "Aren't you going to beat him away?"

"He...really pitiful...he knew he was wrong."

"A word of acknowledgment is enough?"

Is that a small matter of a few words?

"He said he only wanted to see you for the last time, and he left when he saw you."

Fang Lingyu paused for a while, patted his clothes and stood up: "Okay, I'll hear what he has to say."

She went down the mountain anyway, while Yanjin was stitching under the tree, sighing softly.

Qing Heng asked him: "What are you doing?"

"Clothes, do you look good?"

"nice."

"Then do you like it?"

"I like it... I like it when I wear it on you."

Yanjin tore off the silk thread at the end: "No, I made it for you."

"Don't I have a scabbard?" The scabbard can be turned into clothes when he transforms into a human form, so why do it alone?

Yan Jin smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand to touch the head of the sword.

Qing Heng didn't know what this meant, but he still wanted to say: "I really don't need to make clothes for me."

Yan Jin had already sewed the edge of the shirt, got up and stretched himself, the afternoon sun was dazzling, he blocked his sight with his hands.

Fang Lingyu went down the mountain, but when she saw Li Shujie, who was lying on the ground, his whole body was covered in blood and mud, he couldn't help but stop. Li Shujie also saw her, and immediately a few lines of tears flowed down, mixed with the blood, which was very terrifying. Tears: "Yu'er, I was wrong, please forgive me, I don't want anything, I just want to be with you forever."

Shen You said: "He is really pitiful, isn't he?"

Li Shujie crawled forward, Fang Lingyu backed up: "I...I don't think he is pitiful, I just think he is terrible, if you sympathize with him, go with him, I won't do it."

And she also figured everything out at the moment of retreating: "I don't have to rely on him that much."

There was some hesitation and hesitation before that, but it all dissipated now: "An enemy is an enemy, there is nothing else to say."

She also realized that it was his teacher's punishment before, she hadn't taken revenge yet, she had to bring this villain to justice.

She immediately went to report to the police, turned around and left.

After Fang walked a few steps, a gust of wind blew up behind her. She looked back angrily: "If you are soft, you can be hard. I know you know the magic of immortals, and I also know immortals, so I am not afraid of you. You don't have to do this."

Li Shujie was trembling, he wanted to keep her, but he kept his mouth shut.

Fang Lingyu's will was finally firm up to this point, and she resolutely sent Li Shujie to the government against the pressure of public opinion.

Li Shujie was sentenced to die by three strangulations. After being strangled to death for the first time, he was awakened by fumigating and continued strangling.

Afterwards, Fang Lingyu took stock of her family's businesses and learned to manage them one by one, only to realize that she just didn't pay attention to it before, it wasn't that she didn't know anything, and she wasn't dumber than others.

It had been a few days since she came to Chimu Mountain again. Yue Xiaohan wanted to dig the land to see if he could find her family heirloom, but Fang Lingyu refused to take it: "I might be a disaster if I stay with you. If you don’t get it right, bring in another Li Shujie, you see, without the family heirloom, I’m not living a good life, and, I think, it’s probably just an ordinary piece of iron, just the spiritual pillar of my ancestors.”

Yanjin smiled and said: "Maybe it's not common, but it probably doesn't belong to your family, so it shouldn't be kept. It's not a misfortune for your family to encounter such a catastrophe."

After Fang Lingyu left, Yue Xiaohan went to Chen Mingzong again, because Li Shujie had just been expelled as an apprentice, and there happened to be a vacant spot, and a disciple gave him a teacher's talisman, saying that Ye Xianzun agreed to accept him, but only As a backup disciple, he needs to get through at least two meridians to form a small circulatory circulation. Only when he reaches the physical training stage can he officially enter the teacher's school. Before that, he can find a place to practice on his own.

Yue Xiaohan said this to Yan Jin, and also repeated the original words of the disciple: "They said that the physical training period is not difficult, as long as I am often in a place with abundant spiritual energy, I will soon reach it, anyway, there is no need to worry now , I will practice slowly."

Yan Jin said: "Chimu Mountain is full of spiritual power, you stay here every day." After another pause, "Why are you not in a hurry?"

Yue Xiaohan sighed: "My father..."

"What's wrong with your father?" Yan Jin said in a bad mood, this is not because the protagonist wants to grow up, and relatives must sacrifice to heaven, right?

"The day the Fang family was on fire..."

"Could it be that he also..." Yan Jin frowned, "Your condolences..."

"He smelled thick smoke, thought it was a fire nearby, got up and ran." Yue Xiaohan said, "He ran faster than me."

"..."

"Later, when I kept asking, he said that he didn't want to work, and he was just pretending to be sick." Yue Xiaohan gritted his teeth and said, "He really has the perseverance to be able to pretend for so many years."

"Your father..."

"I used to think that going to Xianmen to learn skills might be able to cure his illness. Now that he is not ill, the burden on me is suddenly lightened. But seeing what happened to the Fang family, I thought it would be better to learn skills and meet again in the future." If you're like Li Shujie, I don't need to bother Immortal Sword to make a move."

"No matter what your reasons are." Yan Jin also felt that the burden was relieved, "Ye Rongxue has agreed to take you in, and you are getting closer and closer to your goal."

"But I plan to cultivate the way of ruthlessness." Before he finished feeling, he heard Yue Xiaohan say again.

Yanjin almost fell off the wheelchair: "Wu... Wuqing?"

"Well, I heard that this cultivation is very powerful."

"..." Yan Jin blinked, "Other cultivations are also very powerful, do you know that there is another way of cultivation called double cultivation?"

Yue Xiaohan thought for a while: "I don't know." He added, "I'm not interested either."

Yan Jin pursed her lips, screaming in her heart: "Can you save yourself a little worry!!!"

He suppressed his anger for a while, thinking that he has come to this point, and he has made some progress, he can't be in a hurry, he said, "Let's not talk about anything else, you should practice hard here and reach the physical training stage as soon as possible."

There is indeed plenty of spiritual power here, Yue Xiaohan did not refuse, and said politely: "Actually, you two are also my masters, and I should respectfully call them masters."

Yan Jin rolled his eyes, and said with a smirk: "Is your master Ye Rongxue? If you insist on calling me, you don't need to call me Shizun anymore, call me Shizu."

"Ah?" Yue Xiaohan was taken aback.

"Huh?" Qing Heng was also taken aback.

After a while, Yue Xiaohan knelt down and kowtowed: "Greetings, master."

Yan Jin said it casually, but he didn't want him to take it seriously, so he coughed lightly: "It's easy to say."

But Yue Xiaohan really opened his mouth and kept calling Master Zu.

Qing Heng worriedly followed Yan Jin: "Are you taking advantage of Ye Xianzun?"

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously." He turned his head and patted the sword head, and smiled secretly.

I haven't bothered much about turning over the leaves to plant things in the past few days. I just light a incense candle every night to avoid turning over all the leaves. These days, I have collected 19 Chinese cabbage, and the number of leaves is still 20. There are few incense candles. Some, there are 18 left.

The wine in the altar was almost brewed. He opened it but smelled the aroma of the wine. The first brewing was very successful and not bad.

This day, he started to turn the leaves again. He wanted to plant flowers first, so he turned three leaves.

Yue Xiaohan came to practice on the mountain every day, Yanjin asked him to meditate and learn to absorb spiritual energy, he obeyed, but he stood up before sitting for a while: "Master, what are you doing?"

"It's cold, it's inconvenient to take a bath, I'll make a bathtub." He was polishing the wood.

"I'll help you."

"Need not."

Yue Xiaohan sat quietly for a while.

He came over again: "Then let me help you fix the house."

"No, you can do your thing at ease."

However, the sound of Yanjin's beating and beating made him unable to be quiet, he went back and closed his eyes for a while and came back again: "I'll go to practice when I'm done."

Every time he comes, he brings Xiaoyou with him. When the house is being repaired, Xiaoyou continues to read, sometimes sits under a tree, and occasionally goes to tease the chickens, but Qingheng often blocks him: "This is very Horrible beast, stay away."

Xiao You looked at him in bewilderment for a long time, then walked back under the tree silently, muttering: "Those chicks say you are easy to deceive."

This time, Qing Heng looked at him in confusion.

Yan Jin also heard this, and looked back with a guilty conscience.

Yue Xiaohan kept working in his hands, explaining as usual: "Xiaoyou said that he can understand animals. I didn't believe it before, but there are even immortals in this world, so it's not surprising that he has this ability."

It is not surprising to have this ability, but Yan Jin looked at Qing Heng in horror: his always amusing lie is about to be exposed.

Qing Heng pondered for a while, and sure enough, a sword was placed in front of Yan Jin: "They are not ferocious beasts, you lied to me."

Yanjin sneered: "I didn't lie to you, they don't let people sleep in the morning, isn't it scary?"

Qing Heng didn't understand.

Yue Xiaohan said: "The rooster crows before dawn in the morning, and if one crows, the others will follow."

Qing Heng understood, and said to Yan Jin: "But you said they would grab people from the bed and crush them to death one by one."

Yanjin called innocently: "I really never said that."

"Then..." Qing Heng paused, remembering that Yan Jin did not say these words, but his own imagination.

It seems that you really can't blame him.

He moved for a while, then flew silently to the edge of the pool to watch the fish.

But when such a sword was erected towards the water's edge, the fish in the pond scattered away.

Xiaoyou covered his ears under the tree: "The screams of the fish are so loud, the Sword Immortals are afraid of you."

Qing Heng couldn't even catch the fish, and felt even more depressed, so he flew back to the house, closed the door and fastened the latch.

This series of actions made Yanjin puzzled:

"Why is he angry?"

"Why do you hide when you are angry?"

"Why did you close the door when you were hiding?"

"Just close the door, why lock it?"