She dragged Fang Zhe towards the door in her memory. Before she had taken a few steps, she found that she suddenly couldn't pull her any further.
Fang Zhe stopped.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Su asked with a slight frown.
Unexpectedly, the next moment she felt something touching the back of her hand.
"Um?"
She took the thing from Fang Zhe and slowly felt its shape with her fingertips.
"Bowl? Where did you get the bowl?"
"Wait a minute, could this be the treasure that Li Xueqing and the evil cultivator used to send messages?!"
The fingers are smooth and smooth, and the fingertips gently tap the edge of the porcelain bowl, and the sound is clear and crisp.
"Hey...the real person doesn't show his face. Did the monks back then like such weird things? A bowl...is interesting?"
Jiang Su refused to leave and studied this secret inheritance while standing where he was.
"Send it to you." Fang Zhe suddenly spoke, his voice smooth and not slow at all.
"Huh?" Jiang Su subconsciously took it, thinking in his mind, "When the spiritual power is full, this person can speak more fluently. Sure enough, even if the monk's brain is shattered, there is still a possibility of recovery."
It wasn't until four more bowls were piled neatly on the emperor's hand that she froze in place, and the smile on her lips froze.
"..."
"There are five in total?"
"Um."
The next moment, Fang Zhe reached out and took the single bowl on Jiang Su's other hand, and placed it neatly on the four bowls in the other hand.
He nodded with satisfaction.
Jiang Su: "..."
What is he doing? Is he sick? Obsessive-compulsive disorder???
The weight of five bowls stacked on the palm of her hand is not light, and she needs to skillfully and slightly shake her palms to maintain the balance of the five bowls, which is not easy.
"I'll only say it once, take three." Jiang Su suppressed the inexplicable anger in his heart and said in a low voice.
Fangzhe has no action.
"..."
"I'm only going to say it once, take two."
He's an old patient. Let's give him a step down.
Fang Zhe still made no move, and Jiang Su felt that his words fell on deaf ears.
"..."
"Oh. Then no."
The corners of Jiang Su's mouth were slightly raised, and her smile was cold and full of ridicule. Her patience was only once, and the patient's consultation fee was worth a second time.
the third time……
The palm of her hand holding the porcelain bowl was slightly turned sideways, and the height of the stack of five bowls in her palm was even higher than her head.
The five bowls tilted to one side at the same time and were about to fall to the ground in an instant.
The dragon robe turns into green clothes.
At this moment, Fang Zhe suddenly took action, and his fingertips fiddled with the five bowls that had been poured over in a certain pattern.
After one breath.
There was no expected sound of shattering porcelain.
A porcelain was placed on the palm of Jiang Su's hand again.
"Is this... a vase?" Before her anger subsided, she clenched the thing tightly with her palms, trying to crush the magic weapon with force.
Obviously, the power of medical practitioners is not enough to destroy a magic weapon that may have a life span of thousands of years with bare hands.
"The magical weapon has a fake body, the real one can see the fake body, and it can be replaced by a new owner."
This kind of disguised magic weapon is old and has the power of evil cultivators. When the cultivator is not the real body, it is almost impossible to forcibly subdue its true body.
Fang Zhe was waiting for an opportunity.
Jiang Su turned back into "Jiang Su", the palace turned into a desert, and the true form of the magical weapon turned into a disguise.
This is also the reason why Li Xueqing, a mortal, can use a magical artifact.
Jiang Su fell silent.
The thing in her hand was now connected with her own spiritual power. She could clearly feel the space in this vase that could be controlled with spiritual power, not to mention the sheaf of old paper that she could actually touch.
"..."
She obtained this magic weapon. In a sense, she truly became the owner of this magic weapon, and only she could control and use this magic weapon.
"The young master of the Weapon Refining Sect...is extraordinary."
The affirmation came from a certain monk named Jiang from Shifang Sect who was in a very good mental state.
However, Jiang Su was not embarrassed. She did not rule out that Fang Zhe wanted to stack five bowls in her hand because he wanted to see her joke.
This guy has always had an inexplicable sense of humor and paranoia.
For example, there are animal lovers who like to tuck the horns along the entire body structure of a person, and are obsessed with deer antlers growing on the top of their heads.
"It seems that the Infernal Affairs Sect should be in the forest." Jiang Su sighed.
"Nonsense!!! Our Wujiang Sect is clearly in the most prosperous market in the Eastern Region. There are shops on both sides, and all kinds of minerals and spiritual materials are available!"
Suddenly there was a familiar voice in her stomach.
"Hey, you're still alive, old bastard." Jiang Su said casually, drawing his spiritual power into his stomach.
Previously, several of them entered the secret realm, and their spiritual consciousness entered the bodies in the secret realm, but my body seemed to be left in an independent space.
Fang Zhe's master, Shi Ren, naturally cut off contact with Jiang Su.
"Of course, my destiny is endless now, and I can be said to be a real immortal."
When Jiang Su heard this, she smiled lightly, but she did not answer immediately. Instead, she patted the vase, took out the old paper, stood leisurely, and sighed to herself:
"Yes, the physical body dies, and the spiritual consciousness is stored in the magical weapon and transformed into the spirit of the weapon. It is indeed a kind of eternal life."
"But what does it have to do with me?"
She didn't condense her spiritual power into her stomach, so Shi Ren couldn't hear her voice clearly, it was intermittent, like a modern network card.
The girl in green clothes put the vase in her hand into the storage bag, leaving a few letters in her hand.
Her fingertips touched the four corners of the letter, and using her ability to shape objects in the sea of consciousness, she imagined that the old paper in her hand was what Li Xueqing had used in previous studies.
The next moment, the old papers were neatly stacked one on top of the other, turning into an old book.
The girl curled her lips slightly, as she expected.
After the magic weapon recognizes its owner, the things hidden in its true body will also return to its true form.
It is a form that only appears when facing its master.
"What is written on this..."
She fumbled through both sides of the ancient book at the same time, thinking that one side was the home page, and started to turn to the first page of the content.
The touch under my fingers includes the rough texture of the paper, the rough edges of the page, and the unfamiliar feeling of falling letters after being smeared by ink.
"..."
"Um……"
"Why doesn't he write in Braille, or use carved bamboo slips?!"
Jiang Suwei roared angrily. As soon as the page of the book was closed, he turned around and frowned, facing Fang Zhe's direction.
It was noon, the sun shone on the red clothes, and the yellow sand set off the color. It should have been more similar to the color of blood, but now it actually felt a bit dazzling like the setting sun.
If the monks nearby saw this scene, they would definitely think that the nine-foot-tall red monk was an enlightened monk with great merits.
He is a monk who has cultivated the Arhat Elephant in Buddhist practice.
The two stood opposite each other.
The surrounding heat wave, accompanied by the yellow sand of the desert, reduced the sound of the wind to tiny pieces.
"..."
"..."
A false blind man cannot open his eyes, and a false mute cannot speak.
"Jiang Su! You are here!"
"We are so lucky. Once in a lifetime, this secret realm was broken open without any effort!"
The white fox's down fell out at the right moment, blowing towards Jiang Su's neck as the hot wind blew.
The girl in green clothes grabbed the hair, bared her teeth, and smiled in the direction of the visitor, "Young Master Qi came just in time. You are the only healthy person among us."
Qi Wu was walking quickly in the direction of the two of them, when he heard a sound and suddenly slowed down for a moment.
