Gingerbread rode a scallion and flew towards Spirit Medicine Peak.
When passing by the square where swordsmen practice.
Seeing Bai Wushuang standing opposite Ling Hanchuan, he wondered what she was saying.
Then.
Senior Brother Ling drew the sword from his back again.
Bai Wushuang ran away in fright, her eyes red, like a startled little rabbit.
Oh no!
Could it be that Senior Brother Ling thinks Bai Wushuang is here to challenge him again?
She smacked her lips and flew to the square with great interest.
Green onions followed right behind her.
Ling Hanchuan, holding his sword, corrected a disciple's posture. He glanced at her approaching and asked, "Junior Sister Jiang, have you come to practice your sword with me?"
“No, no.” Gingerbread waved his hands repeatedly.
He was afraid that if he spoke too late, the other party would strike him with a sword.
She pointed in the direction Bai Wushuang had run off in.
"Senior Brother Ling, why is Senior Sister Bai crying?"
"Did you cry?" Ling Hanchuan frowned, blinking blankly. "I don't know."
“What did you do to her?” Gingerbread asked.
Ling Hanchuan truthfully replied, "She invited me to the Sword Debate Platform, but I said no, staying here is fine."
"Uh..." Gingerbread wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Senior Brother Ling, do you know that the snow scenery at our sect's Sword Debate Arena is quite famous outside?"
Ling Hanchuan was stunned for a moment.
Just when Gingerbread thought he understood.
The other person gently stroked the sword hilt. "The snow is beautiful. Does it make your swordsmanship stronger?"
"......"
Forget it.
Gingerbread turned and left.
"Senior brother, you should spend your life with the sword."
Ling Hanchuan hugged the spirit sword tightly.
That's what he was thinking all along.
...
Gingerbread arrived at the Spirit Medicine Peak.
"Bang!!"
"Cough cough cough—"
Xie Xinglan covered her mouth and ran out.
Thick black smoke billowed from the alchemy room behind them.
"Senior Brother Xie, you've exploded the oven again!"
Gingerbread smiled and tiptoed to look inside.
Xie Xinglan wiped her eyes clean, looked up and was about to speak when she suddenly shut her mouth.
Pure white snowflakes fell on the girl's bright red cloak.
The other person's bright, clear almond-shaped eyes curved like crescent moons, and the tip of their nose was red from the cold.
He suddenly got stuck.
"Senior Brother Xie?" Gingerbread turned around and called out again.
"Junior Sister Jiang...you've lost weight," Xie Xinglan stammered.
"Sigh." Gingerbread crossed her arms. "Training outside is tough and tiring."
"Speaking of which, this time we went to the territory of the demon cultivators in the Eastern Continent, and while staying at that inn, we encountered tentacles in the middle of the night..."
Xie Xinglan didn't hear what Gingerbread said.
All he could see was her radiant little face.
"Hey, Senior Brother Xie!" Gingerbread waved her slender fingers in front of his eyes. "Are you stunned by the explosion of the alchemy furnace?"
Xie Xinglan's pupils trembled slightly as she noticed the white cloth strip wrapped around her fair wrist.
"Junior Sister Jiang, what happened to your wrist?"
"I was injured on the way to the Eastern Continent. I came here this time to trouble Senior Brother Xie to help me refine a batch of Qi Cultivation Pills."
Gingerbread took out the recipe.
Xie Xinglan took the prescription, her ears turning slightly red, wishing she could bury her head in it.
"It can be refined; come and collect it tomorrow."
"So fast?" In the past, when Jiang Bingbing came to Xie Xinglan for alchemy, she would have to wait several days.
"Is one thousand spirit stones enough?"
As she spoke, she took spirit stones from her storage bag.
"No need, no need," Xie Xinglan politely declined, "Junior Sister has come several times, this time I'll refine pills for you for free."
so good!
Gingerbread's eyes lit up. "Thank you so much!"
"I'll come back to pick it up tomorrow. I'll be going now."
Gingerbread flew away on a scallion, and Xie Xinglan took several deep breaths before returning to the alchemy room.
"Everyone says Senior Brother Xie is hard to deal with, but that's just hearsay, isn't it? He even refines pills for free, what a great guy!"
Gingerbread muttered to itself.
Chou Chou crawled out of her arms, stared at Gingerbread's little face for a while, then closed her eyes and fainted.
"What are you doing?"
She smiled and poked its soft belly.
Stinky was woken up by being poked and jumped up happily, her tiny, beady eyes darting around her face.
Then he closed his eyes and fainted again.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh no, my spirit beast has gone mad."
ChouChou: "..." It hates that it can't speak yet.
...
The lifespan of a monk is long.
They've lived too long; few sects care whether or not they celebrate New Year's Eve.
The Sword Sect is the exact opposite.
As the New Year approached, the entire sect was filled with joy.
Jiang Bingbing asked Qingxue Xianjun and learned that the ancestor who founded the Sword Sect said that no matter how long one lives, one should never lose one's enthusiasm for life.
It has to be said.
Gingerbread became a little curious about this legendary ancestor of the Sword Sect.
The Sword Sect will never tolerate those who harm their fellow disciples.
The Sword Sect will never align itself with any power.
The Sword Sect will never abandon any of its disciples.
Disciples of the Sword Sect must always maintain a passionate heart towards life and living.
They were able to establish so many vivid and realistic sect rules that were truly beneficial to the sect.
It’s really amazing.
"Xiao Jue, what do you think our ancestor looked like?" Jiang Bingbing asked while cracking sunflower seeds.
Old Huang, who was squatting next to the wishing lantern, glanced at the red-clad swordsman and silently turned his head to the side.
"Just two eyes and a mouth, looks human, I guess," Fen Jue said casually.
Old Huang: "?"
You're being too modest!
Gingerbread was amused by Burning Extinction's answer, "I took a peek at the ancestor's portrait from afar before the Sword Tomb opened, but it was too far away to see clearly, and it was just a back view. I guess he wasn't very good-looking, otherwise why would only his back be left behind?"
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