Tang Qingshan said warmly, "Master Qin, Jinling City is not far from here. You are welcome to visit Jinling City."
Qin Luo cupped his hands in a gesture of polite refusal, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Tang, but I have other matters to attend to. Perhaps we can meet again someday."
Xu Qiulin said with a smile, "If Daoist Qin needs anything, he can contact our Xuancan Sect, and we can help him."
"must!"
Qin Luo smiled and nodded.
After saying that, Qin Luo left the ninth pavilion. When he went down the mountain, the white-robed youth was still in the third pavilion.
We arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Qin Luo saw Wei Junjie.
Wei Junjie limped up and said, "Master Qin, I didn't expect you to be so amazing."
Qin Luo smiled and shook his head, "Brother Wei, why haven't you left yet?"
"I've been waiting for you."
"wait for me?"
Qin Luo asked with a smile, "Brother Wei, is there something you need from me?"
Wei Junjie rubbed his hands together. "Master Qin, my aptitude is poor, and I have been unable to form my core. Could you please help me?"
The little dumpling's eyes widened, and it said coldly, "My boss has already helped you out, why should I help you again?"
Wei Junjie immediately knelt down, crying, "Godfather!"
Qin Luo frowned and shook his head. "I haven't formed my core yet, so I can't help you."
"What?"
Wei Junjie looked closely at Qin Luo. He did not have any spiritual energy fluctuations from a cultivator, but the little bundle on his shoulder exuded a strong fierce aura.
"Stop kneeling, keep your feet on the ground."
After Qin Luo finished speaking, he walked towards the direction of Nantian Peak.
Wei Junjie slunk away from Caiyun Peak.
On the way south, Qin Luo walked through the mountains again. "Is it because you've already eaten candied hawthorns that you don't plan to memorize the rest of the Thousand Character Classic?"
"Boss, I need to trim my nails first."
The little dumpling took out a small pair of scissors to trim his nails. With a little force, the scissors deformed. "Boss, these scissors are really bad quality. Let's go back and get a new pair."
Give me the scissors.
Qin Luo took the small scissors. "I'll fix the scissors. You recite the Thousand Character Classic first."
Okay.
The little dumpling took out the Thousand Character Classic.
Qin Luo took out the divine iron given to him by Jiang Yao and used the Way of Fire to melt it, forging it into the shape of a small pair of scissors. These scissors were special because they could be disassembled into two long blades.
"Give."
Qin Luoshen handed the scissors to the little dumpling.
"Wow, thank you, boss."
The little dumpling took the brand-new scissors and snip-snip-snip, trimming her toenails neatly.
"Spend less time playing and more time reading."
"Okay!"
The little dumpling happily put away its new scissors.
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