Chapter 116: Fire Eliminates Evil Spirits, Brings Peace to All Families
reluctantly.
Look at this stubborn little guy.
He accepted the pastries but still acted tough.
Without him, this family will fall apart.
Ye Xingzhou hooked Meng Zhi's shoulders. This time, Meng Zhi resisted a bit but didn't shake him off. Ye Xingzhou shamelessly put his chin on his shoulder again.
"Open it and take a look, Junior Brother."
"What's so good about a box of cakes?"
Meng Zhi still opened the oil paper package, and the fragrance of the tassel flower became stronger.
He picked up a piece of cake and took a sip. It was fragrant and lightly sweet, not greasy.
"Is it delicious? How does it compare to the fragrant cakes from Nanmu Country?"
"Why don't you just eat it yourself?" Meng Zhi rolled his eyes at Ye Xingzhou.
The answer is not to ask, it is delicious.
Junior brother is just a cat.
Ye Xingzhou held a jade brocade box in his other hand and waved it in front of Meng Zhi. There was a flame mark on the mouth of the box.
"What for?" Meng Zhi asked.
"Junior brother, I'll give you an apology for making you angry. If you accept the gift, we can make peace, okay?"
Meng Zhi turned her head away and said, "No."
"Really?" Ye Xingzhou said with some regret, "This is an opportunity I brought out from the bottom of the Endless Abyss. I remember that you also have a fire spirit root, so I'm giving it to you."
"Senior brother wants to give you the best, but if you don't want it, forget it." Ye Xingzhou was about to put away the jade box.
Meng Zhi put the tassel cake into the storage bag and snatched the jade box.
"I won't give it to you for free if you don't want it."
Ye Xingzhou curled his lips and said, "If you don't give it to me, then give it to you. Open it and take a look."
The air from the conversation passed by my ears, bringing warmth and a slight itch.
Meng Zhi raised the jade box and tapped the head on his shoulder.
"Don't get so close to me."
"good."
Ye Xingzhou agreed verbally, but his head was still stuck on Meng Zhi's shoulder like a plaster monkey.
He agreed verbally, but what does it have to do with his health?
Accustomed to Ye Xingzhou's shamelessness, Meng Zhi stopped struggling.
There's no use struggling.
Meng Zhi shifted his attention to the jade box in his hand, pressed the tip of his thumb on the flame mark, and injected a trace of spiritual power.
The jade brocade box clicked, and the jade brocade box that Ye Xingzhou had tried his best to open opened opened easily.
It's also a jade brocade box that knows how to choose its owner.
After the oscillation of the waves ended, the red sword came into view.
The hilt of the sword has a Vermillion Bird pattern and the words "Zhu Mie" engraved on it. The sword body is red like flames, shining brightly, and the sword edge is so sharp that it can cut through anything.
The moment the box was opened, the sound of a long sword striking echoed, like a Vermillion Bird spreading its wings and crying out in flames.
The sound travels a thousand feet, and even evil spirits will avoid it.
Fire drives away evil spirits and brings peace to all families.
Meng Zhi was slightly startled, then turned his head to look at Ye Xingzhou who was also stunned.
"Junior brother, this Zhumie Sword is so cool!"
"You'll look so cool with this sword!"
But Meng Zhi didn't seem happy.
"Junior Brother?"
Meng Zhi suddenly asked, "Do you know why I asked to leave the inner sect?"
Why else? Of course, just run away after committing a crime.
Although Ye Xingzhou didn't say it clearly, Meng Zhi understood what he wanted to express.
Meng Zhi lowered his eyes, "After I established my foundation, I entered the sword tomb three times."
"For the first time, out of ten thousand and one swords, not a single one chose me."
"The second time, I forcibly pulled out a sword, and it flew back."
"The third time, I used a Heavenly Thunder Talisman to blow up the sword tomb."
"You must be curious why I don't use a sword. I'm a sword cultivator, so why don't I control a sword?" Meng Zhi curled her lips, "Because I don't have a natal sword."
Ye Xingzhou understood the rest.
No wonder he had hardly ever seen Meng Zhi use a sword.
How could such a proud and talented monk accept the rumor that he could not retrieve the sword after entering the sword tomb three times?
Meng Zhi's love for being humble is true love, and it is also true that she finds it difficult to accept the gap.
He used the excuse of being a humiliator to leave the inner gate.
It was his honor that Meng Zhi took the initiative to talk to him.
Ye Xingzhou patted Meng Zhi's shoulder and said, "Now you have it, a sword that belongs to you."
Meng Zhi's knuckles moved slightly.
There was no pity or other emotion in Ye Xingzhou's eyes.
As for Meng Zhi, he does not accept others' sympathy for him.
He never lowers himself to beg others, nor does he need others' sympathy.
Ye Xingzhou's calmness at this moment is exactly what Meng Zhi needs.
"Junior brother, pick it up and try it out."
"Yes, thanks."
Meng Zhi thanked him this time.
His fingertips landed on the sword blade, and a drop of blood embedded itself in it, flowing all over the sword, and finally landing on the pattern facing the Vermillion Bird.
The Vermilion Bird's eyes seemed to light up with a golden light for a moment, and its feathers seemed to come alive.
Meng Zhi and the Zhumie Sword had a slight connection.
The covenant formation is formed, the covenant is formed.
Ren Wangzhu, who had just finished eating a brown sugar steamed bun and was choking and rolling his eyes, arrived late.
When he saw the super cool sword, his eyes widened into huge bells.
"Brother, this, this, this!"
What’s going on!
Before Ren Wangzhu could recover from the impact of the sword, a stack of martial arts techniques was stuffed into his hand under Ye Xingzhou's loving gaze.
"I don't want it, I don't want it!" Ren Wang shook the candle head like a rattle.
So many skills! It would take him forever to learn them all!
What’s the difference between this and giving primary school students three sets of Huanggang test papers!
"Junior brother, you're welcome." Ye Xingzhou touched Ren Wangzhu's head and whispered, "It's time to test your patience. Study hard, and I will give you the best gift when you reach the Foundation Establishment stage."
I don't really want gifts or anything like that.
But I have to listen to what my senior brother says.
Ren Wangzhu held the martial arts technique in his hands, feeling like crying but unable to shed tears.
Meng Zhi was even more vicious. He took out two high-level martial arts books from his storage bag and put them on the table together.
"...Meng Zhi! You'd better sleep with your eyes open at night, otherwise I will pull out all the hair on your legs."
Ren Wangzhu's fair face swelled up like a steamed bun made of leavened dough.
Meng Zhi sneered, "Let's talk about it when you can sleep late."
"Senior Brother, look at him!" Ren Wangzhu was getting angry again.
Meng Zhi pushed away Ye Xingzhou, who was trying to mediate, and came closer. "Besides saying this, what else can you say?"
Ren Wangzhu put away the pile of martial arts techniques, glared at Meng Zhi, and then charged like a bull.
Meng Zhi dodged sideways, but Ren Wangzhu stopped his foot just before hitting him and threw out a handful of cockleburs with his backhand.
All the cockleburs were stuck to Meng Zhi's hair, and Ren Wangzhu showed off his big white teeth.
"You think I really hit you? It was just a fake move."
Xanthium strumarium sticks to hair and is not very aggressive, but it takes a lot of patience to pick them off one by one.
Meng Zhi pinched the dust-cleansing technique, and the Xanthium sibiricum disappeared instantly. He stretched out his long hand to grab Ren Wangzhu.
Ren Wangzhu hid behind Ye Xingzhou and said, "Brother, he bullied me."
Meng Zhi glanced at Ye Xingzhou. Ye Xingzhou was as honest as a quail and didn't dare to say anything.
"Brother! Brother, save me!"
Meng Zhi grabbed Ren Wangzhu by the collar and lifted him up like a chicken.
Ren Wangzhu struggled desperately, "Brother! Brother, save me."
"What? The wind is too strong. I'm old and my hearing and eyesight are not good."
Ye Xingzhou whistled and looked at the sky, the earth and the air.
Let the junior brothers resolve the conflicts among themselves.
He is a mature senior brother and does not participate in playful activities.
At most, he is a referee and he will side with whichever side wins.
While they were playing, a voice interrupted the harmonious atmosphere.
"Ye Xingzhou, come with me."
Jiang Ke from the Law Enforcement Hall was dressed in black, standing in the sunlight, with a solemn and murderous aura lingering around him, his eyebrows were handsome, and a shadow fell on his tall nose.
His eyes swept across the spiritual fruit tree that was picked in a mess, and then across the three people in different postures.
I'm too lazy to even talk about it.
He took Ye Xingzhou away directly.
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