Chapter 75: The Sword Cultivator Returns the Sword Loan to Senior Sister Chi, As if it was just an unintentional...
Senior Sister Chi seemed to have said it carelessly, but Jin Aqing couldn't help but look up at her.
...So it wasn't her illusion. That person definitely didn't belong to this world. He was probably an alien, but she didn't know why he came here.
Senior Sister Chi, having examined every detail of the divine sword, was satisfied and allowed Jin Ah Qing to put the sword away. "Does it have a name? I'd like to have it listed in the Famous Swords Directory. What do you think?"
Such brilliance deserves to be seen by every sword cultivator in the world. Any sword cultivator who hasn't seen this sword is truly regretful.
As for the troubles that may arise from this... what a joke. Junior Sister Jin is not someone to be trifled with. Besides, the seniors of Qingyun Sect only rarely take action, they are not dead.
Large sects are always more confident than small sects. At least their disciples can be included in the famous sword record without worrying about being killed or robbed of their treasures.
Jin Aqing: "Nameless Sword, as for the Record of Famous Swords, I don't care."
She tapped the hilt, and the sword rang softly. Junior Sister Jin smiled and said, "It doesn't mind either."
The name feels a bit perfunctory, but when I think about it carefully, there is no more suitable name.
For this sword, using the scene seen as a name seems vulgar, and taking it from scriptures and books seems too close to the world.
After all, it is such a divine sword, and perhaps being nameless is its best destination.
Senior Sister Chi asked Jin Aqing to inject a stream of sword energy into the blank storage stone, and then turned around to hand it over to the monk in charge of recording.
She turned to look at the person she was originally chatting with and smiled gently, "I heard from Junior Sister Jin earlier that you haven't yet drawn the Qi into your body?"
Zhong Liu suddenly felt her hair stand on end. She had just seen this Senior Sister Chi's enthusiasm in front of the magic sword, and in the blink of an eye, she smiled gently... Based on her experience in her previous life, this Senior Sister Chi must have two faces.
Zhong Liu sighed softly. Perhaps he was affected by the hormones in this young man's body. He always felt that his thoughts had been too unfocused recently.
"Yes, I haven't joined Qingyun Sect yet."
I feel a little embarrassed when I say this. After all, I haven't even joined the sect yet, but I took away the sword of someone else's sect.
Senior Sister Chi smiled again: "That's perfect. If you don't have anything else to do, why not join the Qingyun Sect now?"
"It's not time for the sect to recruit new members yet, but I can recommend you to the Pavilion Master. I still have some face."
Is there any reason not to agree? Zhong Liu was still hoping to find a cultivator in this large sect who was knowledgeable about the soul and could help her figure out what was going on between her and the original owner.
She was certain that she had not intentionally occupied someone else's body, and was even more certain that the original owner had probably anticipated this, so she was not afraid of the charge of possessing another person's body.
Senior Sister Chi took a photo and sent a message on the spot, and the other party replied immediately.
She smiled and said, "Go back later and follow Junior Sister Jin. She knows where the accommodation area is."
Before graduation, especially in the first two years, disciples of the sect are not allowed to stay outside for a long time without reason. Therefore, the sect also provides accommodation. If you are strong enough, you can be allocated a cave that belongs to you alone.
Zhong Liu agreed, feeling a little weird.
Zhong Liu, who had no idea that the seemingly ordinary Senior Sister Chi in front of her was actually the next generation leader of Jian Pavilion, thought that joining the sect was much easier than she had imagined.
Wouldn't that be a bit too casual?
Senior Sister Chi continued, "When you return, you can try to draw the Qi into your body. Once you officially embark on the path of cultivation, you can contract Changmu as your natal sword."
Changmu hummed happily.
Changmu does seem to be much more active than Wuming. He buzzes when he is happy, buzzes when he is sad, buzzes when there is something going on, and buzzes when there is nothing going on.
Zhong Liu blinked, and indeed, the Puppy Sword sounded more pleasant and reasonable.
Jin Aqing bought some more materials in Jiange, and the two said goodbye to Senior Sister Chi.
……wrong.
Zhong Liu suddenly remembered something, something she had ignored for too long.
The best sword in the world shouldn't be treated like a supporting role, right?
But the protagonist, the protagonist... Zhong Liu tried to recall, but found that his past memories were like frosted glass, becoming more and more blurred the more he looked.
She has completely forgotten the name of the protagonist of the book.
...Probably not. After all, Junior Sister Jin doesn't look like someone who practices the ruthless way.
And the name is so special. If the protagonist's name looks like this, how could she not recognize it?
Zhong Liu was skeptical and wondered if the sword had slipped away from the younger sister and was later found by the protagonist. But then she realized that it was the younger sister's natal sword, and unless one of them died, they couldn't be separated.
...No, no matter how darling you are of heaven, no one can take away Junior Sister's natal sword.
Zhong Liu was indebted to her junior sister for the kindness she showed her when they were in the mines, and she also remembered the kindness of her other two senior brothers.
After all, she had died once, so she didn't mind dying again to thank her benefactor who had abandoned her in the mine for nothing.
*
Real forests are mostly dark green.
This color belonging to the green category always carries a strong sense of life.
Like a thousand-year-old immortal tree, it stands between heaven and earth. People standing in front of it seem extremely small, but the sense of security that arises spontaneously is so real.
But Li An did not choose this color. She chose a darker tone with a lingering sense of twilight.
Like a thousand-year-old tree reaching its end.
It still carries with it the tremendous vitality accumulated in the past, but inevitably reveals signs of old age in subtle details.
The black cat looked at the tree shape that Li An had sculpted and the fallen leaves all over the ground.
The word "all over the ground" is not an exaggeration, it simply means that it really fell all over the ground.
The trees looked so blank and sparse that you could hardly see the leaves still hanging on the branches.
He just casually hooked his tail.
The time in this world is a mess. Although it is meaningless to the person in front of him, it is indeed too messy.
He was able to think of consuming the soul to reverse time, and he actually had such a heavy soul to consume. He was quite talented.
Unfortunately, the reason why fate is fate is that it cannot be changed.
Thousands of fallen leaves.
Thousands of failures.
Just show some sympathy. If you had come earlier, you might have been able to rescue this special soul.
But now, it's too late.
This is the last chance.
The black cat knew that the turning point of fate was not in the direction that person hoped.
But in front of it, there was the shop owner, holding gray-brown clay in his hands.
*
Drawing Qi into the body is not an easy task, but Zhong Liu completed it quite quickly.
She vaguely felt as if there was an invisible inertia pushing her forward, and this process of drawing qi into the body had been repeated thousands of times in the past.
...What is the origin of the original owner?
After finishing drawing the Qi into his body, Zhong Liu decisively contracted with Changmu.
A buzzing sound was heard.
Zhong Liu subconsciously thought that Changmu was humming again, but this time she didn't hear any inner voice, so she looked around.
It was the guard—or should it be the guard—who handed her a jade talisman when she entered the accommodation area.
The jade talisman shook twice.
Zhong Liu: “……?”
This damn familiar feeling, the size and shape of this thing are too similar, I didn’t expect the functions are exactly the same!
Under Jin Aqing's guidance, Zhong Liu infused a wisp of spiritual energy into the jade talisman and successfully turned it on.
My God, it is powered by recyclable renewable energy, has a super long standby time, and even has an automatic return function. Who wouldn’t say it’s black technology after seeing it?
Zhong Liu began to explore the mobile phone, now called the Jade Talisman, with great interest. A modern person cannot live without the Internet, even the Internet in the world of cultivation.
Although she didn't know the principle, it didn't prevent her from relying on her experience in her previous life to use the jade talisman smoothly.
My good mood came to an abrupt end when I saw the notification text message from Jiange.
Congratulations at the beginning and price at the end.
Zhong Liu counted to zero and fell into deep thought.
Changmu, I, your sword master, am very poor. Why don’t we let our fate end here?
Buzz.
This time it was Changmu who was protesting.
Zhong Liu sighed.
Jin Aqing said calmly, "You can choose to pay in installments. Although there is a little interest, you can't pay the full amount at once."
This was perfectly normal. The Sword Pavilion was opened to find a suitable match for the swords and to help the weaponsmiths sell them, not to run a charity. A weaponsmith who could forge a sword of the caliber of the Famous Swords Record was even more remarkable. If it hadn't been shelved for so long, the price would have risen even further.
Zhong Liu's face was bitter, and memories of car loans and mortgages flooded into his mind.
Ha, after traveling through time, I don’t have to pay off my car loan and mortgage anymore, but who would have thought that I would also have to pay off my sword loan!
But there is no rush. Even if you can't pay it back for the time being, Jian Ge will rarely ask for repayment. After all, cultivators who can be recognized by the spirit sword will sooner or later become successful, and it will be easy to pay back the money then.
To some extent, it also deepened the stereotype that sword cultivators are all poor...
After all, money is either used to pay off debts, buy sword materials, or to strengthen the body. After a set of combos, unless you have a large family and a lot of wealth, how can a sword cultivator not be rich!
Seeing that nothing was wrong, Jin Aqing planned to leave. At this moment, the sound transmission jade talisman inexplicably vibrated twice.
The two looked at each other.
...Why did both of their jade talismans ring at the same time?
When I opened it, it was a call to action.
Jin Aqing: "It should have been distributed to all first and second graders."
She thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps because you joined the sect early, your information is temporarily recorded among the first-year students. It will be transferred to the next class later."
Zhong Liu stared at the summons over and over again, and some cool scenes of magic and sword moves kept turning in her mind.
"Then can I go?" I want to go.
Long eyes buzzing.
I want to go.
It has been in the Sword Pavilion for thousands of years and has never been unsheathed since it was forged. Now that it has chosen its master, how can it continue to stay in the scabbard?
A sword is a deadly weapon, born to draw blood.
Jin Aqing nodded: "I think I can go."
The call-up order issued only to first and second graders should not be difficult, but it will be a bit troublesome.
She promised: "Remember to follow me when the time comes, I will protect you." After all, she had just drawn the energy into her body, and she would only be able to rely on her long eyesight to function. Without anyone watching, it was inevitable that something would go wrong.
The long eyes are ringing clearly, and the sound of wind blowing through the dense forest is endless.
It can't wait to unsheathe its sword and use its blood to wash away the dust that has accumulated over thousands of years.
*
"Junior Brother Zhang, congratulations." Someone bowed to congratulate.
Zhang Xiangwen waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. The Nascent Soul Stage is nothing in the world of cultivation. Aren't all my brothers and sisters on the verge of a breakthrough? I just got lucky and got there first."
A group of people were chatting with each other, and the scene was very harmonious.
If Chan Chang was there, she would probably be very surprised - Zhang Gou could actually speak like a human being.
"Ahem."
Zhang Xiangwen looked up and saw that it was the elder.
The elder was also looking at him. After a while, he said, "Come with me."
Zhang Xiangwen's heart skipped a beat.
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