Nangong Jiu looked at it over and over again for a long time.
There was still no impression in his mind, so he raised his hand tentatively and pointed.
"Click"
The box opened with a sound.
Inside the box, there lay a piece of clothing emitting a faint glow.
Nangong Jiu’s head buzzed.
Liuxian skirt!
A skirt made by myself.
Why is it here?
Nangong Jiu was stunned and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Nangong Yunxue saw that the little guy had a strange expression on his face: "Jiu'er, what's wrong?"
"Mother, this is my skirt! I don't know how it ended up here, and how the old emperor got it."
"Your skirt?"
[Well, it's both a skirt and a magical instrument. The material is hard to find, so I usually don't want to wear it.]
"Can mother take a look?"
【Um!】
Nangong Yunxue took out the skirt and shook it open to look at it.
The skirt was brightly colored, unique in style, and made of flowing fabric, and it didn't look like a magical instrument at all.
"I think it's just a nice dress. I can't see what's so special about it."
【I'll wear it for you to see! 】
Nangong Jiu waved his hand towards the skirt, and the skirt instantly came on her body, automatically shrinking to fit her body.
This scene made Nangong Yunxue very surprised.
"Take it off and let mother take a look."
Nangong Jiu pointed at her body, and the dress automatically took off and returned to its original appearance.
Nangong Yunxue stroked her skirt carefully.
"You said it's a magical weapon. Besides being wearable, what other features does it have?"
Nangong Jiu counted carefully on his fingers.
[It can change color according to mood and environment, and can change size according to body shape. It is also invulnerable to swords and guns. Arrows and hidden weapons shot on the skirt will automatically bounce back...]
Nangong Yunxue was shocked: "So powerful?"
【Um!】
Nangong Jiu took out the sound transmission mirror.
"Brother, I found my Liuxian skirt in Xiyue. Shouldn't it be in the mansion? Why is it in the mortal world?"
While waiting for a reply, Nangong Jiu put the dress into the box and put it into her small pocket.
Demon-catching bell and fairy-keeping skirt.
I am already in the mortal world and have seen my two magical weapons.
What is going on?
Did I lose it accidentally?
Just when Nangong Jiubai was puzzled, the sound transmission mirror moved.
When Nangong opened the door at nine o'clock, he heard his eldest brother's teasing voice.
"Xiaojiu, it seems your memory is getting worse and worse. Didn't you lose your skirt in the Magic Forest?
You regretted this for a long time.
Also, along with the skirt, several other magical instruments were thrown away."
Nangong Jiu frowned and thought carefully.
"Aren't my magic tools usually kept in bags? Why did they get lost?"
While Nangong Jiu was struggling, Nangong Xuan was frightened and hurried out.
Tiandao looked at Nangong Xuan, who came hurriedly with a nervous expression: "Why are you here again?"
"Something happened!"
"What's wrong?"
"My sister encountered her magical instruments in the mortal world—the Demon-Catching Bell and the Immortal-Retaining Skirt.
I heard that the Demon-Catching Bell was picked up by someone in the Magic Forest, while the Immortal Skirt was in the Xiyue Palace.
I am worried that as she discovers more and more things, she will be reminded of the great war."
Tiandao pondered for a moment.
"So how did you answer her?"
"The little god said she left it in the Magic Forest."
“Well, as she grows up, the magical weapons she dropped in the mortal world will slowly gather, especially the Dragon Roar Sword.
If she asks you again next time, just say that it wasn't dropped by her, but that I deliberately put it in the Magic Forest.
The purpose is to train her and let her find her own magic weapon."
"Will this work?"
"Why not? Do you have a more reasonable explanation? Just bear with it. Once her cultivation recovers to more than 80%, she'll be able to withstand the phantom pain.
By then, it won’t matter even if she remembers everything.”
"Recovering 80% of your cultivation? How long will that take?"
Tiandao smiled and said: "Based on her current condition, it should be very soon, at the latest before she turns 20.
More haste, less speed. If she recovers too quickly, her small body might not be able to bear it and she might explode and die.
This matter, I will decide based on the circumstances."
After Nangong Xuan bowed and expressed his gratitude, he left with a heavy heart.
On the other side, Nangong Jiu climbed onto the bed gloomily.
Nangong Yunxue, Xiao Wang and Xiao Xing tried all kinds of ways to make her happy.
But Nangong Jiu was worried about the magic weapon and couldn't be happy at all.
After Liu Hao finished his business, he came to find Nangong Jiu and started asking questions while he was still at the door.
"Jiu'er, is the box open? What's inside?"
Nangong Yunxue glanced at the little one curled up in bed and pointed outside towards Liu Hao.
Liu Hao left with Nangong Yunxue.
"The box has been opened, and inside is her Liuxian dress.
She is very depressed about this matter and won't listen to any advice."
"Since it's hers, isn't it a good thing to get it back? Why is she depressed?"
“Hey, when we were at Lingyin Mountain, Taoist Qingchen took out a demon-catching bell, which was also hers.
Her magic tools kept appearing in the mortal world one after another, and she might have become a little suspicious.
For this reason, she even used the sound transmission mirror to ask her brother in heaven.
Liu Hao frowned: "What should we do then?"
"Are you done? If you are, let's take her out for a walk and have something good to eat. She should feel better."
"Whether you are busy or not, Jiuer should be your priority.
We can take our time with things, but we have to make Jiuer happy first."
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