"Do you think I'm a rag picker?" Jiang Su chuckled.
Fang Zhe noticed Jiang Su's mood and said nothing. He turned around and looked around. The room was filled with magic weapons in all directions, all emitting light green light belonging to spiritual power, waiting for the favor of his master.
His eyes fell on a small incense burner and long incense sticks placed on an incense table, and he led Jiang Su to this place.
"What is it this time?"
The girl's mentality changed quickly. One second she was disgusted, and the next second she felt like she was touching a blind box.
It's all strange, unexpected... and actually a bit exciting.
Stretching his hands forward, Fang Zhe held her wrists and led her to the magic weapon in front of him.
Fingertips...wet...slippery...
"What's this??!"
Jiang Su turned her wrist and held it. One hand was just enough to wrap the thing tightly. Her other hand moved up based on feeling and touched the head of the thing.
Why does this shape look so similar to...a little tortoise who just got out of the water???
If Jiang Su touches the head of this little bastard with his fingertip, will it shrink its head???
"Is this... a bastard?" Jiang Su's smile froze on her face, and when she turned to ask, she had a shocked expression on her face.
Fang Zhe tilted his head slightly and reached out to poke the little tortoise's shell, "It's a crystal turtle."
"..."
"What is a crystal turtle?" She has heard of Brazilian tortoises, Chinese tortoises, and western painted turtles, but she has never heard of crystal turtles. This tortoise can be grasped with hands, and it is clearly suspended in the air. It is also called crystal. Could it be that it is a crystal turtle?
The magic weapon made of crystal is carved in the shape of a little tortoise?
"Soul-melting crystal."
"..."
As a layperson, Jiang Su needs to carefully appreciate the meaning of these five words Fang Zhe, but every word is like thunder in her ears.
The living soul... is the soul of a living person.
Crystal is a spiritual material in the world of cultivation.
Take out the soul of a living person, put it into crystal, and then carve it into the shape of an insulted beast... This is not a magic weapon... This is a kind of revenge, this is... fun!
"It's interesting, little tortoise, whose soul is inside?" The girl in green knocked on the little tortoise's shell, took the opportunity to grab its little tail, and shook it like a pendant in her hand.
"Wait... it is suspended here, which means there is a formation below to restrain it. Where did the wet feeling come from? Is there no water?"
"..."
Fang Zhe remained silent, swallowed quietly, and buried his suspicions in his heart.
Jiang Su subconsciously thought that the silence at this moment was unusual. She raised her eyebrows slightly as she suddenly thought of something, and her breath froze at this moment.
Think about this based on the experience of raising baby turtles in this world...Turtles will pee, especially when male turtles meet male turtles, they will often pee as a demonstration.
When they meet the opposite sex, they will also pee in order to prove that they are little bastards. But if they are female turtles, they will not do this.
Damn it, this little bastard peed on my hand.
"..."
"Fang Zhe...is this a male or a female?"
Fang Zhe: "...male."
A cheerful male voice suddenly sounded at this moment, "Big apprentice!!! You are finally here! I have been waiting for you for a long time!!! Come on, take me away!"
"Um?"
This man's voice sounded mellow and full of energy, like a middle-aged man in his prime.
"Is it the living soul of the little bastard?" Jiang Su was a little excited, as he had met the victim, and there must be love, hate, and other unparalleled things among them!
"Who do you call your apprentice? Who are you? Why did you pee?"
"..."
The male voice suddenly stopped and he subconsciously ignored Jiang Su's last question. He pretended to be overwhelmed by the girl's excitement.
The crystal little tortoise raised his head and shook his head, and said in confusion: "Fang Zhe... Just come here, why did you bring a female doll with you... Without further ado, that traitor of your junior brother actually deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, and took advantage of my retreat.
, I used the immortal weapon passed down by my master to untie the barrier and peel out my soul to make this crystal tortoise!!!"
"I'm so angry! Hurry! Take me away quickly! Find a way to find a body for me!! I'm so mad at you, Xu Shuye, this traitor!"
Jiang Su's smile never diminished. If she opened her eyes at this moment, others would be surprised by her sparkling pupils.
Let me analyze the gold content in these words in detail!
This man knows Fang Zhe! He also claims to be Fang Zhe's master. If what he said is true, then his experience is that his second disciple Xu Shuye used their ancestral fairy magic weapon to separate his soul and put it here
Little bastard.
And...immortal magic weapon. There are actually immortal magic weapons in this world??? The magic weapon of the Taoist Immortal??
"etc……"
The girl in green clothes stiffened, and the little tortoise in her hand fell from her hand.
Fang Zhe kept holding her arm and reached out to catch the magic weapon at the right time.
Jiang Su performed the Purification Technique with great disgust, but did not hear the expected sound of the crystal falling to the ground, which caused a storm in the sea of consciousness.
What a coincidence?
She had heard rumors about Fang Zhe that he was the young master of the Wujian Sect who slaughtered his entire family, and there was not a trace of rumors related to him.
It shows that this person behaves in a low-key manner, and given his current taciturn character, he should be a quiet and steady pillar of the church on weekdays.
Now that she randomly came to an abandoned city... how could she happen to come across his junior brother's mansion, where his master's soul was hidden?
All this... what a coincidence.
"Are you Fang Zhe's master?" Jiang Su asked calmly, and it was difficult to tell what she was thinking from her tone.
The soul of the little tortoise immediately replied: "Of course it is. I am Shi Ren, the leader of the Wujian Sect in the East Region. There are two disciples sitting down. One is the eldest disciple Fang Zhe, the young master of the Wujian Sect, and the other is the junior disciple Xu Shuye
, the young priest of Wujian Cult, they have practiced together with me since they were young, and I taught them both sword skills and weapon refining methods!"
"If they stick their butts out, I can tell what they are going to fart."
"..."
Fangzhe will not be evaluated.
"Really or not? Fang Zhe, does he really know what you fart?" At this point, Jiang Su became more enthusiastic.
Monks in the world of cultivation do not eat whole grains, and there will be no peristalsis of food in the intestines and stomach, let alone the production of gas. Therefore, if you really want to understand Fang Zhe, you need to have this person when he was a child, that is, before he entered the Tao.
I know him very well.
The red-robed monk looked confused. When he lowered his head to look at the little bastard, the expression on his face could almost be described as distorted. It was clear that he was handsome and incompatible with his figure, but also felt embarrassed.
"……do not remember."
His sea of consciousness is still in ruins, and some memories are just suspended powder. A drop in the ocean is the past memory he has.
Jiang Su pulled his lips and smiled, then casually took a Jing Shen Ju and threw it onto the little crystal tortoise. The wet tortoise shell once again revealed its dry lines.
"Oh ~ don't you remember?"
"That is to say, everything this person says is true and false...maybe he is lying to us!"