Make tea in the clear spring, surrounded by mist, the fragrance of tea lingering, and the green leaves swirling.
Yishan Jin's thumb, index finger and middle finger had just assumed the "Three Dragons Protecting the Cauldron" posture, picking up the ceramic tea cup that the maid placed in front of him.
Now I am slowly letting it go.
Not just because I saw the diced meat and vegetable leaves suspended in the tea cup.
What's more, I was a little frightened by Ji Wudao's words.
Borrow the Flying Sword?
When the King of Qin asked the King of Zhao to borrow He's Bi, he also asked for a loan.
What's your borrowing method?
Bai Zirou and Yishan didn't say anything at all, and then listened to Sword Saint Ji Wudao continue:
"Three years later, there will be a sword discussion at the Lingjian Mountain Sword Tomb. Sword Master Ange will definitely participate. I know that Chixiao Sword is no match for him. In this world, the only one who can defeat Sword Master Ange is Yinfeijian.
"
Ji Wudao sighed with rare sadness:
"Fairy Bai knows that I must kill Sword Master Ange in this life. The sword debate at the Lingjian Mountain Sword Tomb three years later may be my last chance."
Bai Zirou pondered for a moment, and Yi Shanjin sensed Bai Zirou's intention to refuse.
But he saw Ji Wudao followed closely and said:
"I heard that White Fairy's disciple is not only a genius in cultivating immortals, but also a genius in swordsmanship. Tu Sanqian only taught Tu Sanqian one time about Jiutian's Ultimate Sword Intent, and mixed it with random sword moves, and he was able to sit still.
Comprehension. If you are Fairy Bai, I would like to lend you the Yinfei Sword for three years, and I would grant the power of the Red Sky Sword to Fairy Bai, her disciple."
"I am no longer the master of the Flying Sword."
Bai Zirou looked at Yishan Jin and said:
"You need to ask my disciple about borrowing the sword."
When Ji Wudao heard what Bai Zirou said, he was slightly startled, but quickly looked at Yishan Jin.
Yi Shanjin originally wanted to refuse, for a simple reason.
Not to mention that the Chixiao Sword is only the third in the world, but the Flying Sword himself is the best in the world.
Trading first place for third place just to learn Chixiao Sword Intent?
According to Yin Feijian’s words: [Except for me, everyone else is rubbish]
There is absolutely no reason to take treasure and exchange it for garbage.
Not to mention, Yin Feijian has spirit and is a cute little girl.
Yi Shanjin not only heard her voice, but also entered the body of Yin Fei Jian.
Saw her in person.
There is only one answer.
"Senior Sword Master must be disappointed."
Yishan Jin shook his head:
"If it were an ordinary sword, I would borrow it, but the Yinfei Sword has a spirit and is not a thing to me, so I cannot borrow it."
After Yi Shanjin finished speaking, the child's voice chanting Feijian quickly said in his mind:
[You are quite wise and know that there is no need to learn rubbish sword intent, but why are you scolding me? 】
[How could it be? I have such a tacit understanding and sympathy with you, how could I scold you? 】
Yi Shanjin was talking to Yin Feijian in his heart. Ji Wudao sighed sadly, shook his head, and said nothing more.
Seeing the disappointed look on Ji Wudao's face, Yi Shanjin couldn't help but say:
"Senior Sword Master, this Chixiao Sword is also the third most powerful sword in the world. Although it is ranked lower than Ange Sword, it is only one rank away. What's more, this rank was ranked by Old Man Creation. The three-year period has not yet come, Senior.
If you work hard, you might succeed."
After Yi Shanjin finished speaking, Ji Wudao smiled bitterly and drank all the tea in his hand.
Good guy, drinking tea gives me the feeling of Erguotou, and my style comes out.
Ji Wudao didn't explain too much, and Bai Zirou didn't say much either.
Although I was treating guests to dinner, I had only had a cup of tea so far.
Yishan Jin was a little disappointed. This senior in the martial arts seemed to be trying to narrow his path.
I thought I could leave after everything was said and done.
But Bai Zirou asked one more question:
"Is today the day when the old man of creation gives you elixirs?"
Ji Wudao nodded.
Bai Zirou said to Ji Wudao:
"In that case, my disciple and I will stay here for a while."
Ji Wudao was slightly surprised and said hesitantly:
"But I heard that Fairy Bai and Old Man Creation seemed to have some quarrels in their early years."
Ah, this... do you think it's a bit of a festival to almost ruin your cultivation?
Yi Shanjin drank tea in a muffled voice, complaining in his heart a little speechlessly.
Bai Zirou smiled:
"If he wants to seek revenge, he can kill me."
When it comes to acting skills, I can only admire Master.
I don't have any cultivation skills, so I just rely on my own realm and acting skills to not miss anything.
After Bai Zirou said so, Ji Wudao stopped trying to persuade him. He cupped his hands and said goodbye.
People went out first.
The maid was still kneeling by the side, looking at the tea stove.
Bai Zirou waved her hand.
The maid bowed Yingying, then stood up and left.
In this house, only Bai Zirou and Yishan were left.
"Do you have the collection of great Confucian texts with you?"
Bai Zirou looked at Yishan Jin and asked.
Yi Shanjin touched his chest and felt a round ball on his chest, which was extremely soft.
When you pinch it, it feels like your hands are caressing the breeze when the car is traveling at 60 mph.
It's a pity that it's just a white fox.
In addition to the soft and lazy white fox, there was also a collection of Confucian essays placed snugly on his chest.
Bai Zirou felt that Yishan Jin would not leave her precious things around, but would always keep them close to her body.
"Take it with you, Master."
Bai Zirou nodded slightly and then said:
"Let's wait here for a while. At noon, Old Man Creation will come and give you elixirs. If you exchange this collection of Confucian essays for elixirs, you should be able to exchange them for elixirs."
Yi Shanjin nodded, indicating that he would take note of it.
Yishan Jin has also read this great collection of Confucian essays. They are all poems and articles written by the layman Xiuyuan.
Although I can feel the magical power faintly contained on it.
But these magical powers are not the aura of heaven and earth, but the talents used by Confucian scholars.
Both power systems are different.
Yishan is not a Confucian scholar at all. He has no literary degree, so naturally he cannot use this collection of great Confucian essays.
It would be a good choice to exchange it with Old Man Fortune for some powerful elixirs.
I just don’t know what kind of elixir can compare with a treasure like the Collection of Confucian Essays.
Yishan couldn't help but have a little expectation.
There was still a moment before noon, so I sat down cross-legged on the spot and began to perform the Good Fortune Hui Yuan Gong.
Although Bai Zirou helped with dual cultivation, Yishan Jin's technology progressed rapidly.
But if you practice every day, you still can’t fall behind.
Learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. The same principle applies to cultivating immortals.
It only ran for a week, and Yishanjing heard some noise outside.
"Start giving pills."
"Is Old Man Good Fortune here?"
"Not seen yet."
"Fairy Bai is also here. Does Old Man Creation know?"
"If you know, there must be something good going on, right?"
"Hey, I hope the books I bring can be as good as the old man's Dharma Eyes."
Amidst the noise, a knock on the door was heard, followed closely by the voice of a maid speaking:
"I would like to ask if you have any books in your collection that you would like to exchange for elixirs?"
Yishan Jin shouted:
"Yes, I am willing to exchange for the elixir."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open and a maid came in with a tray.
He knelt down respectfully in front of Yi Shanjin, lowered his head and raised the tray in his hand.
Yi Shanjin hesitated slightly, Bai Zirou nodded, and then he put the collected works of the great Confucian scholar up.
Watching the maid leave the room with the collected works of Confucian scholars.
A while passed.
There was another knock at the door.
Just listen to the maid say:
"My lord, please give me this book, please come in and tell me."
Done?
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