Chapter 135

In the air, the wind is blowing everywhere. Zhao Jiuge tramples on the green light and walks against the sky like a sword. His mouth still screams from time to time, and his clothes are constantly misty in the wind. At this time, Zhao Jiuge has the temperament of silk dust.

After a while, the green plum sword, which had been circling around the lotus peak, began to slow down. As the speed slowed down, the left and right began to shake, and Zhao Jiuge's body also swayed. At this time, Zhao Jiuge found that in a short period of time, his spiritual power, which had just been restored, had to disappear with the passing of time Almost exhausted, even if the whirlpool at the Dantian is constantly rotating and absorbing spiritual power, it can't keep up with the speed of imperial sword consumption.

Suddenly, Zhao Jiuge panicked and wanted to control the flying sword to slow down and lower the height. However, he Lingli could not keep up with the consumption speed, and the shaking range began to increase. Zhao Jiuge's center of gravity was unstable, and his eyes widened in horror. His whole body fell from the high air, and the wind in his ears was whistling, and Zhao Jiuge's mouth was screaming.

Zhao Jiuge's pupil shrank as the grass on the ground kept enlarging. Just a few meters away from the ground, Zhao Jiuge only felt a soft body, smelling delicate fragrance in his nose and chuckling in his ears.

Zhao Jiuge felt relieved until he fell on the ground. He felt powerless. It was brought by fear. He was so elated that he began to recall the spirit of Yu Jian.

"I don't want to let go. I want to be beaten again." There was the sound of binding red silk, but it could not cover up the heavy smile.

At this time, Zhao Jiuge found that his hand was tightly holding the body of tie Hongling. He refused to let go because he was afraid. Hearing the words of tie Hongling, Zhao Jiuge immediately loosened his hand for fear of being beaten again on the head.

Looking at Zhao Jiuge's still in a state of shock, she bent over her waist and put her jade hand on her red lips, and chuckled. Zhao Jiuge's funny appearance made her laugh at her cold nature. She snorted again, and then she said, "how, is it fun to resist swords? It tells you that your strength is not enough. You have to be brave."

"It's fun. It's a big deal. When I cultivate the elixir, I'll control the sword as I want." Even if Zhao Jiuge fell down, his eyes still exuded a look, which was the yearning for imperial sword.

"Hum, I should not catch you, let you fall down and suffer. Thanks to your cultivation of sword, you have no basic ability to control the sword." See Zhao Jiuge that some stubborn appearance, Tie Red Ling not good gas said.

Looking down, Zhao Jiuge was a little lost. He didn't have the look he had just seen. He whispered, "ah, it's a pity that I don't have a good magic weapon flying sword. There are too many gate tributes for those sword germs and materials in the treasure house."

After saying these words, some lost Zhao Jiuge raised his head again, regained his self-confidence and sunshine. He was determined, pinched his fist and said, "but I will finish the task little by little to earn the tribute. I will forge a flying sword of my own, and then I will fly the sword in the sky. What's your life like?"

Looking at Zhao Jiuge's appearance, tie Hongling is silent and hesitant. Then she sees Zhao Jiuge's dark and pure eyes. She gives up the idea of giving Zhao Jiuge magic materials because she is afraid to encourage her. Maybe some materials are nothing to herself, but they are of great help to Zhao Jiuge Song lost a kind of fighting spirit and would not think of making progress. This is the difference between Xuantian sword sect and other sects. At the moment, tie Hongling understood why the discerning master did not choose to face so many children with outstanding qualifications than Zhao Jiuge. He only liked Zhao Jiuge because he had a spirit of struggle. He was not afraid of poor strength, he was not afraid of no magic weapon, just because he had no time. As long as he had time, he would have everything, even if the front was full of them thistles and thorns.

Thinking of this, tie Hongling felt soft in her heart and raised her mouth. Instead of scolding the young man, she listened patiently to his nagging words, what kind of flying sword he wanted, where he wanted to go, and what he wanted to do after listening to his great strength.

Maybe it was defeated by the silence of the elder martial sister in front of her. Zhao Jiuge, who was always chattering, suddenly didn't know what to say. The scene suddenly became a little quiet. See the air is quiet, Tie Red Ling just surprised a look up, look at Zhao Jiuge chuckle way, "how don't say."

Zhao Jiuge pouted his mouth, eyes a little trance, and half turned his head, "you haven't said a word for a long time, and I don't mean to talk about it."

Then there was a brief silence. When did she communicate with people in such a close distance? Even if the master Jian didn't mean to do so, maybe she was used to being quiet, and the atmosphere suddenly made her not used to it.

After a long time, tie Hongling began to speak softly. "Yujian has taught you, isn't it as beautiful as you imagined? In fact, behind other people's scenery, others pay silently in private. If you want to have scenery, the premise is that you have strength to rely on, and strength can only be won by yourself. All these need your own efforts, understand?"Zhao Jiuge points his head, "rest assured, elder sister, I will work hard to cultivate the Lingdan as soon as possible." The mouth cleverly agreed, but the heart is still recalling his sword in the air alone dance scene, although short but beautiful.

It seems that there is nothing to say about the red silk. I don't know what to say for a while. He gets up slowly and restores his cool appearance. "It's time to go, send you to the Deacon hall, and then go to your deacon. Go to the spiritual vein of the sect and cultivate it well, and don't take care of the greed."

"Oh." Wen Yan, Zhao Jiuge agreed to a, then some lost, looked around for a week, and looked at the surrounding environment, it seems that some of the way.

"This is the jade tube forbidden by lotus peak. You can take it well. After you finish quenching, you can find me again." Zhao Jiuge that way, tie red silk in the eyes, but some funny in the heart.

Hearing the next sentence of tie red silk, Zhao jiugeton was very happy and energetic, and tightly seized the jade tube delivered by the red silk. All sorts of nodded and got along briefly. At present, the cold elder martial sister's care and instruction for herself did not make him feel different in his heart.

Then the red silk is no longer too much words, the red flying sword roars and comes, tie red silk a hug Zhao Jiuge, and step on the flying sword, flying sword took Lingguang to the Deacon hall, and the red silk face of lotus peak has recovered the cool appearance, let people see it, maybe only in their cultivation peak, bound red silk will take off this disguise.

All the way, the red sword bypassed several peaks, and after several rounds, it fell to the peak in the Deacon hall, and put Zhao Jiuge down, and he was ready to turn and leave.

"Wait, elder sister." Zhao Jiuge turned his head and shouted at the red silk that he was ready to leave.

Tie red silk clean cold face on the willow eyebrow subconsciously left, then slowly opened, "what, what else." There is a little concern in the words.

Zhao Jiuge shook his head, tied red silk face to calm, turned around.

At this time, there was a voice of Zhao Jiuge.

"Elder sister, you actually laugh very good-looking, you should smile more later, you must remember the elder sister."

At this time, the red silk face was first a daze, then surprised, and finally smiled.

Then look back, only see Zhao Jiuge's back, rushed to the Deacon hall, as if afraid of his own hand, dodging their own beaten general.

Tie Red Ling thought Zhao Jiuge last sentence, smile, helpless shake head, heart secretly, this boy.

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Summon up courage, finish that sentence, Zhao Jiuge ignore other, all the way to run, finally to the building before stop, Deacon hall is in front of you.

After a few days of getting along, Zhao Jiuge has a sense of dependence on the elder sister. But he must improve her strength and ease the breath and throw away his thoughts.

Play back to play, make a noise, but Zhao Jiuge will not forget his goal, a look at the plaque of the three words of the Deacon hall, Zhao Jiuge only entered into, before going in to Lingmai quenching Ling, he must first come back to submit tasks, collect the gate tribute, by the way, the body of the three yin cats sold, which is also some materials.

The hall at this time seems a little cold and clear, not as lively as the first time. There are only two or three figures. Maybe most of the disciples of this generation have already received the task to perform the task. Most of the old disciples are practicing, and they don't need to be trained. Besides those who need the tribute occasionally, they will come here. With the improvement of strength, the way to acquire treasures will be the way to obtain treasures It's no longer just coming to the Deacon's office to complete the task.

As soon as Zhao Jiuge entered the first floor, he immediately attracted the eyes of several people on the first floor. When he found that Zhao Jiuge was just a new disciple, he was buried in his head or turned around to work on his own. Zhaojiuge came to the old man last time and saw zhaojiuge, and the old man recognized Zhao Jiuge.

"Yes, it looks like you have finished the task back." The old man smiled, and a pair of old eyes kept looking at Zhao Jiuge. When he found the injury in Zhao Jiuge, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

"Hey, yes." Zhao Jiuge smiled shyly, and took the body of three yin cats out of the storage ring in his hand.

The old man recognized three female cats at one glance when he was bright, and then said, "well, the task has gone through, it seems that this is a bit of a rough thing."

When Zhao Jiuge told the old people about the experience, the old man said, "this time it is really dangerous. In view of the unexpected task, the reward of menggong has become 500, so you are lucky."

Hearing 500 tribute, Zhao Jiuge was ecstatic, and he was happy in his heart, but he did not say the existence of red silk.

"This is how the practice is. The school can not guarantee that you can return safely every time you go out. Because there are too many accidents, the strong must experience these, and those who can come step by step must be strong. Just like you, it is good to live in the exchange for others. I hope that you will have a cautious attitude in the course of the task A fearless heart. " The old man in grey robe said to Zhao Jiuge with a serious face.After finishing, I saw the old man in grey robe with a pinch of his hands and fingers, shaking it a few times, and a bright light shot at the wooden card in zhaojiuge's waist. After all this, the old man said, "OK, the gate tribute has given you, and there is nothing else to need."

Zhao Jiuge shook his head and greeted him. He was forced to resist the impulse of getting the task. He walked out of the first floor of the Deacon hall with the body of three yin cats. When he went out, he looked back at the ladder on the second floor. When could he get the more difficult task on the second floor.

When he came out of the Deacon hall, Zhao Jiuge immediately ran to the treasure Pavilion. Although he was eager for the tribute, Zhao Jiuge did not forget the things of quenching spirit.

Compared with the cold and clear deacon hall, the treasure Pavilion will be a lot of lively. Once in, it is still a lively appearance for people. Zhao Jiuge has been looking for a long time, and he didn't find the young man who received his own green plum sword last time. However, he had to find a young man casually. The same is an old young man. The young man has a simple look and knows Zhao After the intention of the nine songs, the young man carefully looked at the three yin cats in Zhao Jiuge's hands.

"You three tail Yin cat is special, so it is a little more valuable. If it is used as a material for making magic weapons, it can exchange 300 tribute. Unfortunately, the strength of these three cats is a little worse, otherwise it will be more than ten times higher." The innocent youth has a pity in his eyes.

Zhao Jiuge listened to a daze, when hearing ten times of value is also a surprise, why hurry to go back to find Zhou coach into the spirit pulse quenching spirit, there is no time to talk.

He said three hundred men Gong, and Zhao Jiuge agreed to go. But he thought there were 800 men Gong in the wooden card. Zhao Jiuge felt itchy and could not afford the sword embryo. But he could buy some materials first. So, Zhao Jiuge's heart became more and more hot. He wanted to see what he could buy first The material of magic weapon, anyway, I will make sword.

Looking at the list, there are many eyes, Zhao Jiuge has some eyes, and secretly thinks of his own only material. The Yin spirit bead is Yin cold attribute. Instead, he can cast a flying sword with cold attribute later. After the target is clear, zhaojiuge will specially look for the material of yin and cold attribute.

Soon, Zhao Jiuge's eyes were on a line of words.

The magic silver sand, 600 gate tribute.

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