Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven.
"Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight."
Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!
"Three thousand!!!"
"I'm exhausted." Gingerbread plopped down on the ground and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his face.
Fen Jue asked, "Have you grasped the meaning?"
She took out a piece of red date cake. "What are you reflecting on?"
Fen Jue raised his hand to his forehead, looking at Jiang Bingbing's round eyes that radiated clear stupidity, and asked helplessly, "You swung your sword three thousand times, and that was all you were doing?"
"Hmm~" Gingerbread took out water from its storage bag and drank it.
"Pastry crumbs." Fen Jue tapped the corner of his mouth.
After finishing his water, Gingerbread obediently wiped the corners of his mouth.
Old Huang couldn't help but laugh, "Girl, haven't you ever thought about comprehending the sword intent?"
"I don't feel anything."
Under Huang Lao's puzzled gaze, Gingerbread said, "When I wielded the sword, I didn't think about anything else; my mind was only on the sword."
Fen Jue raised an eyebrow unexpectedly.
"Haha, good, I don't know whether to say you're a silly girl or to say that the greatest truths are simple and wise." Old Huang was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily.
This confused the gingerbread man.
Even if you're honest, you still praise?
These people are spoiling her way too much!
Gingerbread popped the communication talisman, "Reporting to Master, the three thousand repetitions are finished."
Not long.
Blue flames ignited before Gingerbread's eyes, and the voice of Immortal Lord Qingxue came from within, "Hmm, let me emphasize again, you are not allowed to mention that stinky array setup in front of your master in the future."
The Tianji Peak lineage specializes in formation attacks.
That refers to Master Tai Xuan.
Gingerbread patted her cheeks, her CP-obsessed mind clearing up. "Sigh, Senior Sister Su's novels are too powerful."
Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.
"Little biscuit~"
"Idol~~"
Su Qinghe, wearing a white veil, flew in on a sword, her pale yellow gauze skirt fluttering, like a fairy descending to earth.
Forehead.
If you ignore Xiao Canglan's dark face behind her.
The burning embers flew back to the sea of gingerbread's consciousness.
Jiang Bingbing whispered to Elder Huang, "Senior Brother Xiao hasn't returned to the sect yet. Isn't the Nine Heavens Sect Master really angry?"
She had a daughter who joined the Sword Sect.
He raised a senior disciple who runs to the Sword Sect every day.
It's so heartbreaking.
Master Huang: "That old guy has a lot of friends. His daughter is gone, but he still has a bunch of goddaughters. His eldest disciple is gone, but he still has dozens of direct disciples."
"Wow, you love socializing so much?"
Jiang Bingbing didn't know anything about the sect leader of the Nine Heavens Sect, only that his surname was Liu and his given name was Zhufeng.
Old Huang nodded, "Yeah, that old rascal has a lot of romantic entanglements! Even though your senior sister is his own daughter, he doesn't have time to care. He's either hosting alchemy gatherings or on his way to flower-viewing and tea-tasting banquets."
"You guys are gossiping, aren't you?" Su Qinghe blinked. "Are you talking about the Sect Master of the Nine Heavens Sect?"
“Yes!” Gingerbread glanced at Xiao Canglan.
After all, it doesn't seem appropriate to talk about someone's master to their face.
Su Qinghe walked by, bringing with her a fragrant breeze. "Sect Master Liu is fond of taking in adopted daughters and disciples. Most of the personal disciples he selects each year are beautiful female cultivators."
She gently pushed Xiao Canglan with her slender hand.
Am I right?
Master, this is a small matter.
Anyone in the cultivation world knows this if they ask around.
"Yes, Master—" Xiao Canglan nodded helplessly, "does indeed prefer a sect with a large and prosperous population."
"Wow, just like my third senior brother, a womanizer!" Gingerbread said with a light laugh.
"What are you saying, you silly boy?"
Xie Yingnan overheard this as he passed by, walked up to Jiang Bingbing, and flicked her forehead with his finger. "Sneaking up bad things about your senior brother?"
"No way."
Gingerbread rubbed his forehead. "You're clearly stating the facts, so let me ask you, what are you going to do outside now?"
"cough......"
The onlookers had an "I understand" look on their faces.
Xie Yingnan tried to save face: "This is important business. My junior sister from the Spirit Weapon Peak asked me for help."
Su Qinghe joked, "When has Junior Brother Xie ever not been on serious business?"
The crowd cheered.
Xie Yingnan fled in panic.
Su Qinghe consulted Mr. Huang about literary creation.
Only Jiang Bingbing and Xiao Canglan remained standing in the courtyard, staring at each other.
"Hehe, Senior Brother Xiao." Gingerbread's social skills depend on who he's talking to.
She was feeling a little awkward and didn't know what to say.
"Junior Sister Jiang."
Xiao Canglan's reply was perfunctory.
He looked in the direction of Su Qinghe and Old Huang.
Gingerbread made conversation, "Your axe broke, didn't Senior Sister Su give you another one?"
Xiao Canglan seemed to recall something, and a look of pleasure and satisfaction flashed across his handsome eyes.
"Qinghe said I looked cool with a sword, so she didn't send me an axe."
Okay.
It seems like I just got a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).
......
The next day.
Gingerbread stood in front of the chasm.
They bowed deeply in reverence.
This is a rule set by Immortal Lord Qingxue, and it must be done every day before practicing swordsmanship.
She was about to practice her sword under the watchful eyes of Elder Huang and Fen Jue when she suddenly felt something crawling up her leg.
Look down.
It's smelly.
“Chirp—”
"..." Gingerbread picked up Stinky with two fingers, placed it in her palm, and made it look at her. "You're mud, not a bird or a chick, so what are you chirping about?"
“Chi!”
The poop curled up into a ball and rolled heavily in her palm.
Seems to be expressing dissatisfaction.
"Um?"
Fenjue guessed, "It's hungry."
Gingerbread poked the smelly, soft body. "I've prepared spirit stones for you in your room."
"Chirp~" Stinky spread out in her palm like a pancake.
"It says it's not enough," translated Fenjue.
"Hey, you even understand Mud's language system?" Gingerbread asked in surprise.
Fen Jue walked over, picked up Chou Chou, and carefully examined its body with his phoenix eyes. After a while, he said calmly, "It seems to be evolving."
"Evolution?" Gingerbread had never raised a spirit beast before. "How did you tell?"
Old Huang also came over.
"Whether a spirit beast evolves or not depends on its own talent and cultivation, and the timing of its evolution is also uncertain. But if something like Chou Chou suddenly needs a lot of spiritual energy, then it is very likely that it will evolve."
"Spirit beasts only have a great need for spiritual power when they are evolving or severely injured."
"We are usually self-sufficient."
"Chirp chirp chirp—" Chou Chou raised one corner and made a thumbs-up shape.
It learned this from gingerbread.
"Spiritual energy? That's easy!"
Gingerbread carried Stinky back, saying, "I'll set up a spirit-gathering array, and Stinky can absorb as much as he wants."
Fen Jue followed leisurely behind, saying, "It's not enough. The Spirit Gathering Array needs time to attract spiritual energy, and it won't be able to supply enough."
He paused, a hint of interest flashing in his dark eyes as he conjured up an interesting scene. "You can only use spirit stones."
Gingerbread didn't notice Fenjue's expression.
Chou Chou was her first spirit beast.
Naturally, we should give it the best.
"Okay, it's just spirit stones! I have money." She opened her storage bag, poured out half of the spirit stones, and said generously, "Chou Chou, eat as much as you want, Mommy can afford to feed you!"
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