"The selection for the 23rd Jianhe Mansion [Sword Trial Meeting] qualifying competition has been completed. So far, a total of 4,253 swordsmen have qualified for the competition. The rewards of this [Sword Trial Meeting] are:
Rich, the highest in the past, the top 100 will be able to obtain the fourth-grade flying sword, and the top ten will be able to obtain the fifth-grade flying sword. The prize for the first place has been determined, named [Dyprosium Feng], up to the seventh grade. It is reported that,
This flying sword, the highest grade in the history of the [Sword Trial Club], has aroused the interest of the disciples of the sects including Wushuang Sword Sect and Suoluo Sword Sect..."
"Good things, good things, I want it, I want it, but there is no chance, no chance..."
Zuo Mo climbed up from the futon heartlessly, humming a weird tune.
After walking out of the quiet room, he began to reset the restrictions. As for the walls, he would only rebuild them after a while.
There were smashed bricks everywhere, and he had to clean up the surroundings, otherwise there would be no place to set up restrictions. With his level of Qi Refining at the seventh level, there were many restrictions required to set up restrictions.
Humming a small tune, he cleaned up the ruins. This small courtyard was built a long time ago and the walls were dilapidated. Now it was completely destroyed by Senior Brother Luo Li. Thinking of Senior Brother Luo Li falling from the sky with his extremely domineering momentum, Zuo Mo was now
Still have some heart palpitations.
Hey, Zuo Mo suddenly stopped and leaned over to pick up something.
A small pink paper crane, much smaller than Zuo Mo's white paper crane, is very delicate. This is the small thousand crane, used to send messages. However, this thing is not as fast as the flying sword to send messages, especially at a distance
It's a little further away, and it's very inconvenient to use, so most of the users are practitioners below the golden elixir stage.
Why did you come here?
Zuo Mo unceremoniously took apart the little pink thousand crane, and then suddenly realized that it turned out to be a little thousand crane that made a wish.
A long time ago, when cultivators were traveling among the stars, they would often encounter danger and get trapped. After the trapped cultivators found that they were unable to escape, they would write their wishes and help messages on small thousand cranes and release them at the same time.
.Since there are no coordinates, no one knows where these little thousand cranes will fly. But the life of a cultivator is long. Even if they are trapped, if they are lucky, they can survive for a long time.
When the first case of Chizuru being rescued due to wishing for Chizuru appeared, Wishing for Chizuru immediately became popular in the cultivator world. As time went by, this also became a game for some female cultivators to relieve their mood. They would
Write your own feelings on the wishing crane and let it fly out at will, but it will leave a mark on it. Those who find it can rely on the mark on it to let the wishing crane fly back to their hands.
What could make a girl's heart beat more excited than an unfathomable and wonderful fate?
Zuo Mo couldn't understand this kind of behavior. In his heart, he only had crystal stones, spiritual valleys, cultivation, and romance, but he didn't have any of these illusory and luxurious things.
Opening up the little Qianhe, several rows of beautiful handwriting were revealed.
"What a wish
Carrying luggage
Go wandering alone
in a deserted place
Hum a song
Basking in the sun”
Moaning for no reason, Zuo Mo snorted coldly in his heart and gave what he thought was the most accurate comment. It was a pity that such a good piece of paper was wasted. Although I don't know what kind of paper this is, judging from the quality, it is at least not lower than the third grade.
It is an outrageous waste to use third-grade paper to make small thousand cranes.
Once the paper is used, it can no longer be used. What a pity, Zuo Moru thought.