Jiuqu shook his head: "Since ancient times, although our fox tribe has collected a lot of ice grass, those that are more than a thousand years old are still rare. They generally only grow on extremely smooth iceberg cliffs, and some even enter the narrow space.
Sew inside."
Qin Shuo became interested: "Space crack? Can you still find it inside the crack?"
Jiuqu said: "Don't underestimate the wisdom of the predecessors. The more ancient times, the more natural the techniques are. There are some techniques created by the predecessors that we can't even imagine today."
After Jiuqu finished speaking, he pinched his index and middle fingers, and with a soft "pop" sound, the crystal-like ice grass immediately shone loudly, illuminating the entire hall with a magical light.
Qin Shuo was stunned: "This... this is..."
Jiuqu said: "This is what the predecessors left behind, the technique of finding and distinguishing the millennium-year-old ice grass. This technique is called 'like flash'. Even if the ice grass reaches the slit of space, the lightning-like technique can still
Project their brilliance."
Qin Shuo sighed: "The magic techniques of our predecessors indeed look more like fairy magic than the magic techniques of our practitioners."
He had the practice of heaven and earth. Jiuqu demonstrated a flash of light in front of him, and he had already learned it. He gently snapped his fingers, and the slightly depressed brilliance flourished again. Qin Shuo was having a great time.
Jiuqu tilted her head slightly and said, "You can learn all the techniques in one go. Wouldn't it be boring to practice like this?"
Qin Shuo said hurriedly: "How could it be boring? This is so interesting. It's best if I take a look at you and have the same cultivation level as you. That would be even more interesting."
Jiuqu smiled lightly.
In the evening, nothing happened,
Qin Shuo took Jiuqu's hand and wandered on the street again.
Under the Hanging Sword Peak, the practice of mortal cultivation prevails. Coupled with the floating giant sword with the power of the immortals, the scenery is greatly different from the Daming City and Chubei City that Qin Shuo has visited.
It was dinner time, smoke was rising above the town, and the setting sun mixed with the setting clouds dyed the earth and the forest a light golden color.
Hundreds of hanging swords are entangled with clouds and smoke of fairy energy, slowly rising and falling. Some of the giant swords that have fallen to the ground are tilted sideways, and long vines are connected to the ground, like ancient ruins.
Many residents had already had dinner and went for a walk on the streets. The few relatively empty areas were filled with the noise of children and the scoldings of mothers and grandmothers.
A few old men smoking cigarettes pulled up their trousers and kept bragging about their sword-fighting exploits in their youth.
Several young men with childlike faces were facing the sunset, waving a few light wooden swords under the guidance of their parents or instructors.
Walking under the sunset, people's eyelashes will be hung with golden illusion. Everything is the same as before, but there will be a blurred feeling.
Maybe they are exhausted after a day's work, and people's field of vision will actually become narrower, so when Qin Shuo and Jiu Qu walked on the road, the attraction of handsome men and beautiful women was greatly reduced.
With Jiuqu free of the eyes of outsiders, she can observe other people more calmly.
A well-dressed young woman with an iron sword on her back was instructing her daughter to dance with a sword. Her daughter's sword skills were already very impressive, and her steps were very orderly.
But the young woman had a high vision and strict requirements. She held a piece of wood, raised her daughter's hand from time to time, and pressed her waist, as if she was playing with a rag doll.
Jiuqu's eyelids were slightly drooped. The young woman's face was strict, but her eyes were gentle. Once upon a time, Jiuqu was also a daughter, and her mother also guided her to practice magic in this way.
Qin Shuo saw the loneliness in Jiuqu's eyes. He wanted to say a few words,
But a five or six year old girl suddenly came over and grabbed Jiuqu's skirt.
Qin Shuo thought to himself: "This girl is also a talent. Jiuqu is like a ball of ice. Don't let strangers get close to her. But this girl still dares to get close."
Jiu Qu looked down at the girl, frowning slightly: "What's wrong?"
The girl didn't know whether it was because she was slow or something, but she was not frightened away by Jiuqu's chill.
She held a wooden coil in her hand, stretched out her fat white fingers, and pointed to the tree crown not far away.
She swallowed a little harder and said: "Sister, kite, my kite got stuck in a tree."
Jiuqu followed the girl's fingers and saw a kite in the shape of a flying bird. The coils on the girl's hands were connected to the threads and hung directly on the tree crown.
Jiuqu said "Hmm", with an imperceptible tenderness in her eyes. She flew up and walked through the air under the setting sun.
Jiuqu was extremely beautiful, and her figure was perfect. She was dressed in white like flowing clouds. She stepped onto the top of the tree in a few steps, gently and deftly pulled down the kite, and then walked back along the road with small steps.
The ability to control the sky is only possessed by those who have entered the Taoist realm, and what Jiuqu showed was not the ability to control the sky, but her body movements were elegant, round and natural, which still attracted applause from the audience.
Jiuqu returned the kite to the girl, and the girl pulled Jiuqu's sleeves again.
Jiuqu was confused and lowered his head to ask,
But the girl gave Jiuqu a kiss on the face.
"Thank you sister."
Jiuqu's entire body was as if he were petrified, he was bent over and stunned on the spot.
The girl took the kite and jumped away, but several half-grown boys and girls came up to her.
"Sister is so awesome!"
"Sister, teach me too, teach me to fly!"
"My sister is so powerful with her body skills, so she must also be very good with a sword."
Jiu Qu finally stood up straight. She pressed her hand on the face kissed by the girl and her eyes kept shaking.
A large group of children surrounded Jiuqu, and several young men and women also dragged their children over.
"The Immortal Master is here, I have seen him before."
"Master Immortal, can you also teach my child a skill? I also hope that he can join the Dao Sect."
"Which sect does the Immortal Master belong to? I wonder if you can tell me?"
Jiuqu Zongheng had never encountered such a scene before. When she looked at Qin Shuo, she actually showed a look in her eyes asking for help.
Qin Shuo smiled: "It's rare that everyone likes you so much, so just give them a sword dance."
After hearing this, everyone rushed to respond, and the children even shouted and cheered.
Jiu Qu nodded blankly, and the men and women pulled the children and stepped away respectfully.
The nine-melody sword dance is not about the swordsmanship of the Fox clan. She has experienced hundreds of battles and has seen a lot of Taoist swordsmanship.
Although she does not have Qin Shuo's cultivation of heaven and earth, she has the qualifications of a demon master. With the skills of the fox clan, the Taoist swordsmanship she uses will only be more elegant and powerful than the original swordsmanship.
Under the setting sun, his clothes are as white as snow, and his nine curves are surrounded by the light of swords. He really looks like a fairy on earth between advancing and retreating.
Everyone was mesmerized by what they saw, even Qin Shuo was stunned on the spot.
"I, Qin Shuo, have such a wife, what else can I ask for?"
Just when Qin Shuo was feeling happy, a boy biting a candied haws of water came to him.
"Uncle, you are with your sister. Your sister can dance with a sword. What can you do?"