Jiang Su extinguished the glowing formation colors around the alchemy furnace, then stepped forward and grabbed the knuckle-sized alchemy furnace.
The girl's eyes were bright as she looked at the small alchemy furnace, and the smile on her lips was undisguised. She held the small alchemy furnace and ran towards Dong Yiyi.
"Sister! You are so awesome! My alchemy furnace is a top-grade magic weapon, but it can be reduced to this size!"
Dong Yiyi smiled slightly, raised his hand and touched the girl's furry head, and said softly: "Of course I can do what Susu wants."
Hearing the words, Jiang Su suddenly raised his head and looked at the little senior sister. Their eyes met, and a soft moon like the moon in the middle of the night crashed into the little deer's eyes.
"Senior Sister..." The girl was stunned for a moment and then murmured.
"Huh?" Dong Yiyi saw Su Su talking about herself, as if he suddenly remembered something, so he quickly took back the hand that was rubbing the girl's head and rummaged through his storage bag.
In an instant, she pulled out a sword spike tied with a red rope from her storage bag.
"This is this?" Jiang Su saw that the red sword tassel looked familiar. It seemed that the young senior sister had hung it on the Zengxuan sword before, but it had been several years since he had seen the young senior sister wearing it on her sword.
Dong Yiyi straightened the tassel carefully and held the small alchemy furnace in Jiang Su's hand. With his flexible fingertips, he tied the tassel to one ear of the small copper furnace in a few clicks.
"This is the sword spike that was used earlier. It has been exposed to the sword energy of the Zengxuan Sword for a long time, and it can eliminate evil spirits."
As she spoke, she took out the butterfly bone that Jiang Su had given her earlier from her collar.
"Gifts reciprocate. Although I don't know what kind of spiritual animal this thing Susu gave me, wearing it always makes me feel at ease. Every time I meditate, it feels like you are by my side."
Dong Yiyi held the butterfly bone necklace around his neck and leaned slightly to show it to Jiang Su.
Naturally, the girl could see clearly. She could even see the luster on her own bones.
"Of course it will calm the mind... Not only that... this thing can prevent the young senior sister from making the same mistakes again. From now on, no one can poison the young senior sister." Jiang Su thought silently in his heart.
"As long as I, Jiang Su, are here, no one in this world can poison Dong Yiyi. My bones are the biggest poison."
He is a master of medicine and elixirs, tastes spiritual herbs, and tests hundreds of poisons. Who wouldn't practice and be immune to all poisons?
All the poisons that can be seen on the market were once commonplace for advanced medical alchemy monks. Although Jiang Su has never tasted Shui Han Poison, the anti-toxicity in his body is not bad at all.
Jiang Su narrowed her eyes slightly, her face still showing the cute and sweet look she had when she met Dong Yiyi. She took the copper furnace with the sword spike attached, grasped the lifeline of her cultivation path, and sent it out again.
Return to storage bag.
The girl pulled up the sleeves of the female cultivator in white, shook her head and said coquettishly: "Sister, there will be a sect competition in the future. How are you preparing? I heard that Senior Sister Zhang and Senior Brother Liu are taking advantage of these few days.
I’ve been practicing hard every day!”
Dong Yiyi allowed the young girl in green to tug on his sleeves, then took her arm and walked to the stone chair in the courtyard, where they both sat down at the same time.
"Susu, you know, cultivation is not something that can be improved in a day."
Dong Yiyi looked calm, lifted the teapot on the stone table, served Jiang Suman a cup of tea and pushed it in front of him.
"Although Senior Sister Zhang and Senior Brother Liu encountered unexpected events during their trip and their consciousness was damaged, they must have made a breakthrough in their mental state after these twists and turns."
Dong Yiyi picked up the pot and filled another cup of tea for himself. Then he held the pottery cup in his hand and looked at the water reflection in the cup carefully. He continued: "This sect competition is a reflection of the five years of practice of the disciples in the opposite sect."
By checking for leaks and filling them in, all the disciples can clearly understand the gap between themselves as monks and the fellow disciples who live with them day and night."
"So..." She lifted the teacup and brought it close to her nose to smell the fragrance of tea.
"I knew the gap between him and me, and I always looked up to him."
"But I will try my best."
After saying that, the female nun in white drank the tea in the cup. She didn't need to savor the taste of the tea. She already knew that the water was clear and shallow, and there were thin shadows under the leaves.
In Dong Yiyi's yard, an ancient pine reaching to the sky was transplanted. It was found and invited from the back mountain. The ancient pine is also known as evergreen.
"Susu, do you hope I can beat them?"
The female nun's final voice was like a solitary hong ascending into the sky, passing through the previous miserable atmosphere of evergreen needle drop.
Dong Yiyi's words just now sounded to Jiang Su that the young senior sister was somewhat inexplicable to Zhang Yunsheng and Liu Yunqing, the proud sons of this generation...accepting their fate.
Just accept your fate.
Zhang Yunsheng is Fu Feng's senior sister, the successor of the cultivation family in the Northern Territory, and a descendant of the same family. Even Jiang Su would hear Fu Feng's nonsense from time to time comparing her with the young senior sister of the Dong family in the Southern Territory.
Liu Yunqing is the elder brother of Jianfeng. He was born with a sword bone and was personally passed down by the peak master. He has the Ten Directions Sword Technique and the Qingfeng Jue, and is extremely skilled in the use of the Wind Sword. The little senior sister who is usually next to him will be pulled out by others.
Compare,
The only difference is that Fu Feng pays attention to outsiders and has no scruples, while Jian Feng is quick to talk to acquaintances face-to-face and talks about things on a case-by-case basis, which is often more hurtful.
Jiang Su always wanted to sew the mouths of those who discussed Little Senior Sister.
Over time, the edge of the Zeng Xuan Sword has not been blunted, but its sharp edge has been half hidden.
Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite, and little senior sister... is no exception.
Seeing this, Jiang Su pushed away the water glass in front of him, stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Dong Yiyi's two hands at the same time.
"Senior Sister! The trading company opened the market at the foot of the mountain. I have already bought it." The girl suddenly changed the subject, but the light in her eyes never dimmed.
Dong Yiyi saw that Jiang Su's jump was not unusual, and answered softly: "Then which type of competition in the competition did Su Su buy?"
There are many types of sect competitions. What the two of them just mentioned is a battle of skills to compete with one's cultivation strength. There are also competitions such as alchemy and weapon refining that she can participate in.
Jiang Su did not hesitate and immediately said in a positive tone: "Of course it is all the little senior sisters!"
She doesn't care what kind of competition it is, there is only one different type for her, a competition with a little senior sister, and a competition without a little senior sister!
She thought that if the young senior sister wanted to compete in a formation category, of course she would have to beat the young senior sister. So she simply took a lot of spirit stones and put them in the trading company, and when there was a competition with the young senior sister, she would let the people from the trading company
Place a bet.
The girl looked extremely proud when she spoke, like a bratty kid asking for credit.
Dong Yiyi was so amused that she smiled broadly, and stretched out her hand to pinch the thin layer of soft flesh on Jiang Su's cheek, "Su Su must eat more, you are so lovely, the little senior sister is afraid that one day she will treat you as a
It’s not enough for the little candy man.”
Jiang Su knew that the young senior sister was unwilling to mention this matter again, so she followed Dong Yiyi's actions and pouted: "Little senior sister... um... don't worry."