At the foot of the mountain, a peach blossom forest sways in the wind.
Lin Zhao lit up a bonfire and set up a shelf, then took out a piece of snakehead meat and grilled it. He said with a smile: "Xiaojiuer, you grill the meat yourself, and I'll make a gift for you."
"okay!"
Su Qingjiu was grilling the meat carefully.
Lin Zhaoze got up and went to the peach grove. He looked carefully at the peach trees and found that he could actually see the quality of the peach trees. The quality of most peach trees was between 1 and 5. So Lin Zhao did not believe in evil and turned around.
After searching the whole peach forest, I finally saw a piece of peach wood that was only as thick as a finger on an inconspicuous peach tree near the back of the giant rock. It was a quality 10 peach tree and it was full.
He immediately cut off the peach wood with the Ben Lei Sword, then returned to the fire, summoned the bright moon from Yunjian Lake, used the bright moon as a knife, and carefully peeled a small piece of peach wood. After removing the bark, the
The texture was glowing with radiance, like emerald jade, and Lin Zhao continued to carve carefully.
Su Qingjiu sat aside and watched Lin Zhao busy with a smile. He even leaned his face on Lin Zhao's arm. Following Lin Zhao's movements, his little face swayed.
It was like this when I was a child. Xiaojiuer liked brother Lin Zhao, and his favorite thing to do was to stay by Lin Zhao's side. When Lin Zhao practiced boxing at night, Xiaojiuer would take the homework assigned by his husband and write it under the moonlight, accompanying him.
Lin Zhao.
As for this peach wood, from the perspective of Su Qingjiu, the peak swordsman of the twelfth realm, it is naturally very ordinary. Although Lin Zhao took great pains to find this piece of peach wood, in Su Qingjiu's view, it is just a piece of peach wood with a slightly strong spiritual energy. For
For Su Qingjiu, which has traveled all over famous mountains and rivers, this level of quality is hardly a treasure.
But as long as it's something made by brother Lin Zhao, she will definitely like it.
However, Su Qingjiu tilted his head and looked for a long time, but could not see what Lin Zhao was carving.
…
Until Xiaojiuer leaned on Lin Zhao's shoulder and fell asleep. After sleeping for a long time, Lin Zhao woke her up with a smile: "Xiaojiuer, the fish is almost burnt!"
"ah!?"
Su Qingjiu hurriedly took the shelf off the fire, and it was indeed a little burnt. She couldn't help but blush slightly: "Brother Lin Zhao, I'm sorry, I suddenly felt sleepy and fell asleep."
"fine."
Lin Zhao had already carved a piece of peach wood into the desired shape, with one end round and one pointed. He switched the two ends and roasted the peach wood on the flame for a while, and suddenly the originally green peach wood was dyed with a layer of green.
It was as warm and jade-like as the flame color, and Su Qingjiu could see clearly at this moment that what Lin Zhao made was a peach wood hairpin.
Xiao Jiu'er has grown up and can no longer play around with his hair down as he did when he was a child. How can the majestic Lord of Changming Mountain do without a hairpin? Although, the hairpin in Su Qingjiu's hair now is actually a top-grade one.
Magic weapon.
"Brother Lin Zhao."
Su Qingjiu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "A hairpin for me?"
"Um!"
Lin Zhao nodded: "Wait, it's not healed yet, it will be soon."
"Uh-huh."
Lin Zhao looked at this hairpin repeatedly. It was already quite beautiful. It was almost the same as the 3D model of the ancient hairpin that he had found online. It was very delicately carved, but it seemed that something was missing. It was just a small drink.
There is something missing from the hairpin. There should be words engraved on the end of the hairpin, so that it would be more sincere.
So, Lin Zhao smiled and said that it was indeed necessary to engrave words, but for engraving... it seems that the flying sword Mingyue should not be used. Mingyue's murderous aura is too strong, so the engraving should be replaced by another flying sword with a strong literary aura.
He raised his hand and summoned the flying sword Haoran from Yunjian Lake. This Haoran is the tip of the Khan Ox Sword. It has been sharpened for many days with the Qingxin Rock given by Xiaojiuer. It is not far from level 3.
Yes, and this is Mr. Qin’s Confucian Sage sword. Isn’t it more appropriate to use the tip of the Khan Ox Sword to carve words than any other carving knife in the world?
He held Haoran in his hand, used it as a carving knife, and carefully carved two words on both sides of the hairpin.
On one side, "Peace" is engraved.
On the other side, "Shunyi" is engraved.
This is just what Lin Zhao expected. Xiao Jiuer must be peaceful and everything goes smoothly in this life. This is the life Xiao Jiuer should have.
However, Lin Zhao didn't notice that when he used the tip of the Khan Ox Sword to carve words on the hairpin, a ray of golden artistic conception flowed from the tip of the sword into the hairpin, and suddenly the entire hairpin seemed to be even more unique.
"alright."
Lin Zhao presented the hairpin with both hands and said with a smile: "I don't know if you like it, but my craftsmanship can only do this."
"How could you not like it?"
Su Qingjiu accepted the hairpin, then raised her hand to support her hair, pulled out the original high-grade fairy hairpin, and then inserted the hairpin made by Lin Zhao into her hair. Immediately, she smiled slightly and said, "Does it look good?
?”
"Of course it looks good."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "My little Jiu'er has been good-looking since he was a child, and he will naturally become more beautiful when he grows up."
"Um……"
Su Qingjiu nodded gently and raised her hand to stroke the end of the hairpin. She felt a radiant and warm feeling. She couldn't help but her eyes turned red. She leaned forward gently, opened her hands and hugged Lin Zhao's neck, tears streaming down her face.
Over the years, she missed Lin Zhao brother so much that even today she still can't believe that he is still alive and around. It wasn't until she touched this hairpin that Su Qingjiu truly confirmed that all of this was true. She had
She had dreamed that Lin Zhao was still alive countless times in her dreams, and now the feeling that her dream had come true made her cry involuntarily.
"Little wine."
Lin Zhao patted her back gently and said, "Why are you crying?"
"because……"
Su Qingjiu cried and said: "Because after Sister Zhizhi returned to the Eleventh Realm, Xiaojiuer has done everything he should do, so it's time to go back and take charge of Changming Mountain, but Xiaojiuer can't bear to leave brother Lin Zhao..."
"It's fine."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "The current separation is for a better reunion next time, right?"
"Um."
Su Qingjiu cried: "But I still feel sad..."
"fine."
Lin Zhao gently stroked her hair and said softly: "Xiaojiu'er has grown up, and I can't do this anymore. Xiaojiu'er is a big girl now, how can she cry in my arms all the time?
?Back then, the teacher in the school also taught men and women how to communicate and not be intimate, so Xiaojiuer forgot about it? What the teacher taught should be kept in mind..."
"Um."
Su Qingjiu left his arms and said while wiping her tears: "Actually... I remember many of the principles taught by Mr.
Now that Brother Lin Zhao is here, I want to stay in Brother Lin Zhao’s arms for the rest of my life. If the husband feels something is wrong, then he will be reborn and play Xiao Jiu’er’s hands, and Xiao Jiu’er will never complain.”
"It hurts so much."
Lin Zhao couldn't help but smile and said: "And it's not just Mr. who says this, I think so too. Xiao Jiu'er is now a grown up girl, so she is naturally different from when she was a child."
"oh……"
Su Qingjiu said softly: "Brother Lin Zhao will teach me the principles in the book in the future. When Brother Lin Zhao reaches a high enough level, I can teach Brother Lin Zhao about swordsmanship and sword intention. But Brother Lin Zhao is so smart, so he must
You can become a world-famous great swordsman without my teachings."
"Don't say it's too early."
Lin Zhao was a little embarrassed. According to Xiao Jiu'er's opinion, his current state of affairs was too poor and he was not qualified to receive Xiao Jiu'er's guidance. This somewhat hurt his self-esteem.
"Stop talking and eat grilled fish."
He handed a piece of grilled fish to Su Qingjiu.
Su Qingjiu immediately put his hands behind his back and leaned his head forward, as if he was a child: "Brother Lin Zhao, feed me!"
"You..."
After Lin Zhao fed her a bite, he leaned against a peach tree with a smile. Xiao Jiu'er was already by his side. Now the only thing he was worried about was the little stone. He didn't know how the little guy was doing now.
No news at all.
…
Late at night, midnight.
In a pavilion in the mountain top garden, Zhi Zhi slowly opened her eyes, and suddenly the golden light surged all over her body, and a wisp of bright sword energy rose into the sky. The energy of the entire snowy Tianchi seemed to be frozen at this moment.
Zhi Zhi, forged a sword and returned to the eleventh realm!
At the same time, at the foot of the mountain, Lin Zhao bid farewell to Su Qingjiu.
"Brother Lin Zhao!"
Xiao Jiu'er rose into the air, stood on a flying sword, clasped his fists at Lin Zhao, and said with a smile: "I will come to see you again after a while. Goodbye, Lin Jianxian!"
Lin Zhao stood on the ground, raised her head and clasped her fists and said, "Goodbye, Su Nuxia!"
Xiaojiuer chuckled.
Lin Zhao waved his hand: "Go quickly and be extra careful along the way. After all, this place is full of monsters."
"Um!"
Su Qingjiu rose in the wind. Under the breeze, her hair danced. In the bun on the back of her head, a peach wood hairpin glowed with rays of radiance. There was even a little bit of Taoism in the brilliance!
Lin Zhao never mentioned Huang Tingyu's incident to Xiao Jiu'er. He felt that the time was not yet ripe, and he was also afraid that something would happen to Xiao Jiu'er. He would wait until Xiao Shitou returned to Tianchi in the Snowy Land, and waited until Gaozhi broke through the tenth realm.
On the day of the second realm, no matter how profound the Qingliang Sect’s foundation is, it will have to be visited again.
…
Early next morning.
The mountain road was filled with clouds. Lin Zhao, Zhi Zhi, and Chu Yu sat in a row in the pavilion to have breakfast. They ate vegetables and egg noodles, and ate them.
Not far away, two figures on the mountain path went up the mountain. The slightly shorter one was Tong Yu, with her hands behind her back. There was already a faint sword spirit flowing on her body. She was walking on the sword stake, the sword method taught by Lin Wanhua, and the other one was
This is Wang Yue, the disciple Chu Yu has just accepted. She uses the Rongma Quan Fist Boxing which Chu Yu has just taught not long ago. She is very presentable. She really has the skills of a martial artist and has a very high level of understanding.
Wang Yue was sixteen years old and much older than Tong Yu, but after all, they both had the nature of a little girl, and both of them were burdened with the deep sea of blood, so they quickly became inseparable and became inseparable on the mountain.
"Master!"
Wang Yue turned around and gave Chu Yu a standard martial artist's fist-cup salute.
"Go on, leave me alone."
Chu Yu waved her chopsticks.
Zhi Zhi smiled slightly and said: "It seems good to have a disciple... should I find a disciple too?"
"Sure, it depends on what you want."
Lin Zhao smiled, and then was speechless: "It's just... don't only accept female disciples, which makes our mountain top garden seem to be in a state of decline... That boy Chen Ben is always practicing boxing at the foot of the mountain, and he doesn't What do you mean by going up the mountain? Are you afraid of seeing Tong Yu and Wang Yue?"
Chu Yu smiled and said, "Maybe, that boy Chen Ben is too simple and honest, and he is destined to not be able to get a wife in the future."
"Pitiful."
Lin Zhao continued to eat noodles, completely forgetting that he did not have a wife either.
