Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 88: Symphony Silver Sand

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In the sky, the wind is blowing everywhere, Zhao Jiuge tramples on the green light like a sword, walking away from the sky, screaming from time to time, and the whole clothes are constantly floating in the wind. At this time, Zhao Jiuge Only then has the temperament of silk out of dust.

It didn’t take long for the Green Plum Sword, which was flying around the Lotus Peak continuously and rapidly, began to slow down, and as the speed slowed down, the left and right began to shake, and even the body of Zhao Jiuge also swayed. When he got up, Zhao Jiuge realized that in a short period of time, the spiritual power he had just recovered from his cultivation was about to disappear with the constant passage, even if the vortex at the pubic area was constantly rotating and absorbing spiritual power, he couldn’t keep up. The speed at which the sword consumes.

Suddenly, Zhao Jiuge turned into a panic, trying to control the flying sword to slow down and lower the height, but his spiritual power could not keep up with the speed of consumption, and the shaking started to increase. Zhao Jiuge was unstable and frightened. With eyes wide open, the whole body fell from the high air, the wind was rustling in his ears, and Zhao Jiuge screamed in surprise.

Seeing the continuous enlargement of the grass on the ground, Zhao Jiuge's pupils shrank. Just a few meters away from the ground, Zhao Jiuge only felt a soft body, smelled a delicate fragrance in his nose, and heard from his ears. Poof laughter.

Zhao Jiuge breathed a sigh of relief until it felt like it fell on the ground, and a feeling of powerlessness appeared all over his body. It was caused by his fear. He was simply overwhelmed. Now that he is safely on the ground, he begins to remember the previous imperial palace. The sword is full of spirits.

"I still don't want to let it go, do you want to get beaten again." Hong Ling's voice came from my ear, but the voice couldn't hide the thick smile.

At this time, Zhao Jiuge found that his hand was holding Bian Hong Ling's body tightly. He refused to let go because he was afraid. When he heard Bian Hong Ling's words, Zhao Jiuge immediately released his palm for fear of being beaten on the head again.

Looking at Zhao Jiuge's still undecided appearance, Hong Ling was bent over, her jade hand was on her red lips, and she chuckled. The comical appearance of Zhao Jiuge before, even her cold temperament was amused again, With a flutter, Hong Ling said, "How about it, is Yujian fun? I tell you that the strength is not enough, I have to do it."

"It's fun, it's a big deal, wait for me to practice the spirit pill, then I can use the sword as I want." Even if Zhao Jiuge fell down, his eyes still exuded a look, that was the yearning for the sword.

"Hmph, I shouldn't catch you, let you fall down and suffer, and even repair the sword at a loss. You don't have the basic ability to control the sword." Looking at Zhao Jiuge's somewhat stubborn appearance, Hong Ling did not Said angrily.

Lowed his head, Zhao Jiuge was a little lost. He lost the look he had just now, and he lowered his head and whispered softly, "Hey, it's a pity that I don't have a good magic weapon flying sword. The sword embryos and materials in the treasure chest The materials required for this are too much."

After saying these words, Zhao Jiuge raised his head again, regaining his self-confidence and sunshine, showing firmness, squeezed his fists and said, "But I will complete the task little by little to earn mengong. , Cast a flying sword of your own, and then the sword will be in the air, life is geometric."

Looking at Zhao Jiuge's appearance, Bian Hong Ling was silent, a little hesitant, and then seeing Zhao Jiuge's dark and innocent eyes, Bian Hong Ling dispelled the idea of ​​gifting Zhao Jiuge's magical materials in her heart, because she was afraid of raising the seedlings. Perhaps some of the materials now are nothing to her, but they are of great help to Zhao Jiuge, but this will make Zhao Jiuge lose a spirit of hard work, and will only not think about making progress. This is also their Xuantian Sword Gate and others. The school teaches different aspects of the school disciples. At this moment, Bian Hongling knew why the discerning master didn’t choose so many children with much better aptitude than Zhao Jiuge, but Zhao Jiuge was the only one who fancyed Zhao Jiuge because of the spirit of struggle in him. Not afraid of poor strength, not afraid of no magic weapon, but no time, as long as he has time, he will have everything, even if the front is full of thorns.

Thinking of this, Bian Hong Ling felt soft in her heart, and her mouth curled up, not reprimanding the boy, but patiently listening to the boy’s nagging words, listening to what he wanted to fly Jian, listening to where he wants to go, listening to some things he wants to do after he is very capable.

Maybe it was defeated by the silence of the senior sister, Zhao Jiuge, who had been chattering all the time, suddenly didn't know what to say, and the scene suddenly became a little quiet. Seeing that the air was quiet, Bian Hong Ling looked up in surprise and looked at Zhao Jiuge with a chuckle, "Why don't you say it."

Zhao Jiuge pursed his mouth, his eyes were a little dazed, and he half-turned his head, "You didn't say a word for a long time, and I didn't mean it."

Then there was a brief silence. When did the cold and cold Bian Hongling communicate with people like this, even if it was not like Master Jian Wuxin, perhaps Bian Hongling was used to being quiet, and the atmosphere was like this. Zi makes Bian Hong Ling a little uncomfortable.

For a long time, Tie Hong Ling said with a gentle face, "Yu Jian has also taught you, is it not as beautiful as you imagined, in fact, behind the scenery of others is the silent contribution of others, who want the scenery, the premise You have to rely on strength, and strength can only be obtained on your own. All these require your own efforts, understand."

Zhao Jiuge nodded, "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I will work hard, and I will cultivate the pill as soon as possible," he agreed with his mouth, but he still remembered the scene where he danced solo in the air with the sword. Short but beautiful.

It seems that Bian Hong Ling felt a little bit nothing to say, she didn’t know what she was talking about for a while, got up slowly, and returned to her cold look, “It’s time to go, send you to the Deacon’s Hall, and then Go to your coach by yourself, go to the spiritual veins in the martial art to quench the spirit, practice hard, don’t worry about being greedy."

"Oh." Zhao Jiuge agreed upon hearing the words, and then felt a little lost. After looking around for a week, he glanced at the surrounding environment again, as if he was still unfinished.

"This is the jade cylinder that is forbidden to open the Lotus Peak. You take it, and after you finish quenching the spirit, what can you come to me again." Zhao Jiuge looked like Hong Ling, but he was a little funny in his heart.

Hearing the next sentence of Bie Hongling, Zhao Jiuge immediately became excited, and tightly caught the jade tube that Bie Hongling handed over, nodded in various ways, and spent a short time together. The cold senior sister in front of his Taking care of the teaching, did it make him feel strange emotions.

Then tying Hong Ling no longer speak too much, the fiery red flying sword whizzed out, tied Hong Ling a hug Zhao Jiuge, stepped on the flying sword, flying sword took the aura to the deacon's hall, and out Bound Hong Ling's face returned to the cold look on Lianhua Peak's face, which made people unable to see through. Perhaps only on the peak of his cultivation, Bound Hong Ling would remove this disguise.

Without a word all the way, the fiery red flying sword circumvented several peaks. After circling a few times, it fell to the peak located in the Deacon's Hall. Zhao Jiuge put down Zhao Jiuge, and Hong Ling was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait, Senior Sister." Zhao Jiuge turned his head and shouted loudly to tie Hongling who was about to leave.

Tie Hong Ling's cold face and Liu eyebrows subconsciously curled, and then slowly said, "What's the matter, what's the matter." There was a hint of care in the words unconsciously.

Zhao Jiuge shook his head, bound Hongling's face to calm down, and turned around.

At this moment, Zhao Jiuge's voice came from behind.

"Senior Sister, in fact, you look good when you smile. You have to smile more in the future, you must remember Sister Sister."

At this moment, Bian Hongling's face was startled, then surprised, and finally chuckled.

Looking back, only to see Zhao Jiuge's back, rushing to the deacon's hall quickly, as if he was afraid that he would make another move and avoid being beaten by himself.

Bie Hongling thought about Zhao Jiuge's last sentence, smiled, shook her head helplessly, and said inwardly, this kid.

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Taking up the courage, after saying that, Zhao Jiuge ignored the others and ran all the way, finally stopping in front of the building, and the Deacon’s Hall was right in front of him.

After a few days of getting along, Zhao Jiuge has a sense of dependence on this senior sister, but after all, he still needs to improve his strength, relax his breath and put aside distracting thoughts.

Playing, playing, making trouble, but Zhao Jiuge will not forget his goal. He glanced at the three words on the plaque, Deacon Hall, and Zhao Jiuge stepped in. Before entering the spirit veins, he must come back and submit the task. , To receive the mengong and sell the body of the three-tailed cat by the way. That is also some material.

At this time, the hall looked a bit deserted, not as lively as it was when I first came. There were only two or three figures. Perhaps most of the disciples in this session have already received the task and went out to perform the task, but the old disciple door Most of them are practicing and don't need to practice. Except for those who urgently need Mengon to come here occasionally, with the improvement of strength, the way to obtain treasures is no longer just to complete the task in the Deacon's Hall.

As soon as Zhao Jiuge entered the first floor, he immediately attracted the attention of the few figures on the first floor. When he found that Zhao Jiuge was just a new disciple, he buried his head or turned around to work on himself. Zhao Jiuge came to the old man last time. Seeing Zhao Jiuge in front of him, the old man had already recognized Zhao Jiuge.

"Yes, it looks like you have completed the mission and come back." The old man smiled faintly, and his old eyes kept looking at Zhao Jiuge. When he found the serious injury in Zhao Jiuge's body, the old man's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. .

"Hey, yes." Zhao Jiuge smiled shyly, and took the body of the three-tailed cat from the storage ring in his hand.

The old man's eyes lit up and he recognized the three-tailed cat at a glance. Then he said, "Let's talk about the mission. It seems that this time things are a bit bumpy."

When Zhao Jiuge told the old man about his experience, the old man’s eyes were light, and then he said, “This time is really dangerous. In view of the accident of the mission, this time the Mengong reward has become 500 points. Good for you."

When he heard that there were five hundred tributes, Zhao Jiuge was ecstatic, and he was extremely happy in his heart, but he did not mention the existence of Bound Hong Ling.

"Training is like this. The martial art cannot guarantee that you will return safely every time you go out. Because there are too many accidents, and the strong must go through these steps. Those who can come step by step must be the strong. Just like you this time, it would be nice if you could live by another person. I hope you will have a cautious and fearless heart on the way to perform tasks." The gray-robed old man said to Zhao Jiuge with a serious face.

After finishing speaking, I saw the gray-robed old man pinch his fingers in both hands, and after shaking for a few times, a flash of light shot at the wooden sign on Zhao Jiuge's waist. After all this was done, the gray-robed old man said, "Okay. , Mengon has already given you, what else is needed."

Zhao Jiuge shook his head, said hello, resisting the urge to receive the task in his heart, took the corpse of the three-tailed cat, walked out of the first floor of the deacon’s hall, and when he went out, he looked back at the ladder on the second floor. , When can he go to the second floor to receive more difficult tasks.

When he came out of the Deacon’s Hall, Zhao Jiuge immediately rushed to the Treasure Pavilion. Although he yearned for Men Gong in his heart, Zhao Jiuge did not forget the spirit quenching.

Compared with the deserted Deacon’s Hall, the Treasure Treasure Pavilion seems to be a lot more lively. Once inside, it still looks like a lively crowd. Zhao Jiuge has been looking for it for a long time, but he didn’t find the last time he received his purchase. The youth of Qingmeijian had no choice but to find one at random. The same was also a young man who was a little older. This youth had a simple and honest appearance. After learning about Zhao Jiuge’s intentions, the youth carefully looked at Zhao Jiu’s singer. Three-tailed Yin cat.

"Your three-tailed cat is a bit special, so the value is a little bit higher. If you can count it as a magic weapon, you can get three hundred tributes. It's a pity that the three-tailed cat's strength is a bit weak, otherwise the value is high. Ten times more than that." There was a pity in the honest young man's eyes.

Zhao Jiuge was stunned when he heard the ten times value, but he hurriedly went back to ask Zhou to coach and enter the spirit vein quenching. There was no time to chat.

Don’t bargain, and said three hundred points of tribute, Zhao Jiuge graciously agreed, in exchange for the tribute, Zhao Jiuge originally wanted to leave, but thinking that there are 800 points of tribute in the wooden sign, Zhao Jiuge feels itchy , I can't afford a sword embryo, but I can buy some materials first. Thinking about this, Zhao Jiuge's heart becomes more enthusiastic. I want to see what magic materials I can buy first, anyway, I want to make a sword in the future.

Looking at the list of goods, Zhao Jiuge is a little dazzling, thinking that the only material he has is that the Yin Lingzhu is of the cold attribute. It is better to cast a flying sword with the cold attribute in the future. After the goal is clear, Zhao Jiuge Just look for materials with yin and cold properties.

Soon, Zhao Jiuge's eyes stayed on a line of words.

Illusory color silver sand, six hundred tributes.