The morning sun shines on the quiet, reflecting a soft halo.

As soon as Xue Jin saw that there was no sound, he immediately reached out and grabbed it, rubbed it twice in his hand, and then held it up in front of him, "This is the longest magic weapon that Shizun has refined. ”

His eyes hadn't seen clearly, his mouth was still muttering, and he was taken away by Sun Mi without making a sound.

Of the four people present, Xue Jin alone took this for granted, and the other three had different expressions on their faces, but they all had the same thoughts in their hearts - is this a human thing!

Asking someone to borrow the natal spirit treasure is more rude than asking someone to borrow a wife, and the husband can still stop his wife and marry another, but the natal spirit treasure is the only one in his life.

Xue Jin stared greedily at the silence in Sun Mi's hand, and wanted to have fun.

Before he could speak, a figure moved in the afterglow, and he subconsciously turned his head, and met Song Qian's eyes, which were sharp enough to divide his body.

He chuckled in his heart, and instantly coaxed, and stood beside him with his neck bent, not daring to make any more noise.

Sun Mi's middle finger passed through the ring, letting Bu Xiang lie in the palm of his hand, "Master Zun fused the content of the Daozang and turned it into several complicated runes, which were engraved on the bell body, and finally became this magic weapon." Isn't it amazing that this is a bell, but it never rings in the silent hand?"

Song Qian was silent.

Xue Jin was very face-saving, and immediately replied: "Nature is magical." ”

It is a famous magic weapon of Tu Shan Ling, the whole body is silver and white, it is a pair of bells buckled together by rings, and Tu Shan Ling wears it on his waist all year round.

There are two reasons why this pair of bells will be named "not ringing": first, the words and honorific names of Tu Shanling are derived from "the avenue is invisible, and the sound of the big sound is sound", and the magic weapon will naturally not be an exception;

Sun Mi smiled and said: "The younger generation should have never seen such a powerful magic weapon, come, the girl of the Song family, you can also take a look, you have a wide range of knowledge, it is also beneficial to you, and when you reach the crown, what to choose as the natal spiritual treasure, you will have a number in your heart." ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he handed it to Tu Shanling without ringing.

Song Qian's expression instantly turned cold.

Tu Shanling looked at it and thought about it.

Sun Mi: Was this intentional or unintentional behavior?

If it was intentional, then he suspected that the "Song Ningyin" in front of him contained a gourd named "Tu Shanling", and after confirming his identity, it was impossible to judge whether he was friend or foe.

If it's unintentional, then he's really a very amiable senior, as a junior of the last school, being able to observe this grade of natal spirit treasure up close, it really belongs to the opportunity to wake up with a smile when he falls asleep.

"Nonsense!" Song Qian stretched out his hand and grabbed it silently.

There was a hand next to him, but it was faster, and it grabbed the silence in his hand one step ahead of him.

The hand is Tu Shanling's.

Whether Sun Mi is intentional or unintentional, she is now in Zhushan, and if she doesn't want Shan Ying to fight against the heroes, she must make people who see her not doubt her identity.

She exaggeratedly wowed, and her fingers carefully touched the engraving on the bell, "It's just not ringing, it's so beautiful." She was innocent, tilted her head, put the silence to her ear and shook it, and the sound of the bell came, "Hey, it's ringing!"

Song Qian and Sun Mi both had a trace of stunned on their faces.

Only Xue Jin smiled, and took the opportunity to take it from Tu Shanling's hand without ringing, his hand shook again and again, shaking so that the bell kept ringing.

"It's ringing in the first place, but it's only in the hands of the silent and silent. ”

Tu Shanling suddenly realized and looked at Xue Jin with great admiration.

Xue Jin was addicted to being a great elder for a while, and he was in a very good mood, and quite generously stuffed Bu Ringing back into Tu Shanling's hand, "You haven't seen this level of magic weapon, but I've seen it, so I won't rob it with you, you can take a good look." Maybe the next time you'll see a magic weapon of this level will be seventy or eighty years later. ”

Tu Shanling held it without ringing, facing the sun, looking at it carefully, a gust of wind passed, and it sounded again in her hand.

Everyone in the world thinks that it is not ringing because of the recognition of the master Tu Shan Ling, so that he is only quiet and well-behaved by the master's side, but in fact, the reason why it does not ring is because of the Tao of Tu Shan Bell.

Tu Shanling's Tao is close to the sound of the Dao, the difficulty of finding the Tao is so high, it can be side by side with the Dao Ancestor's Dao, she wants to go further on this road, since the enlightenment of the Dao, she has never dared to slack off, even if she eats and sleeps still has a heartstring on the Dao of Enlightenment, which makes her cast spells all the time.

When she casts spells, she communicates heaven and earth, using the silent avenue, which never rings when it is not sounded.

At this moment, she didn't cast a spell, and it naturally sounded happily in her hands.

She looked at it seriously, and sent her hands to Sun Mi, "Thank you Jing Yuanjun." ”

Sun Mi still had a gentle smile on his face, and he asked in a gentle voice, "What do you realize?"

Tu Shanling bowed his head suddenly, "The younger generation is dull, and I haven't realized anything." ”

"It's been a lot, and it's not necessarily better[1]. Sun Mi closed the silence with his sleeve and encouraged, "Qualifications often do not determine a person's achievements, even if he is born ordinary, as long as he works hard for decades and concentrates on only one thing, he can also reach the peak." ”

Tu Shanling made a standard salute, "Thank you Jing Yuanjun for mentioning it." ”

Sun Mi waved his hand and smiled, and then turned to Song Qian: "It's not too early, I still have to ask for the overloaded spirit fan, so I won't accompany you." ”

Xue Jin said goodbye to Song Qian awkwardly, and said to Tu Shanling in an approachable manner: "Come to my house to play, our young man from Linxi is handsome." ”

Song Qian: "Frivolous. ”

Xue Jin's scalp tightened, and he scolded: Can't you say this? It's all big girls, it's normal to know Mu Shaoai. Hey, this Zimu! Let you take care of things for a few more years, and there will be no need for conspiracy and trickery, and the Nanye Song clan will be extinct by itself.

He turned his steps and shouted at Sun Mi's back: "Rong Xi wait for me! Covering that fan bull temper, your people can't do it, and neither can my family, who are you looking for to ask for a fan now?!"

Sun Mi was very steady, and he couldn't do anything to shout, he stopped, waited for Xue Jin to catch up, and whispered something to Xue Jin, Xue Jin nodded, and the two walked towards the Psychic Hall together.

Song Qian's gaze shifted to Tu Shanling.

Tu Shanling smiled, she didn't know that such a big thing happened in Zhushan yesterday, and she was still the one who carried the black pot, Song Qian called her "silent", she didn't deny it, and if she didn't deny it, it was equivalent to admitting it in disguise, since she had already revealed her bottom, there was nothing to act in front of Song Qian.

The smile on her face became more and more flattering, and she called glutinously: "Ah Qian." ”

Song Qian's face sank, "Presumptuous!"

Tu Shanling was stunned by Song Qian's fierceness, and the ghost raised his hand and covered Song Qian's forehead, "Are you sick?"

Song Qian held Tu Shanling's wrist, "Song Ningyin, you are presumptuous." ”

Tu Shanling was about to speak, when there was a sound of soft footsteps on the stone road, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw a waiter walking quickly towards this side with his hands crossed.

With the sharpness of Song Qian's five senses, he must have discovered this person a long time ago.

Tu Shanling hurriedly straightened his expression.

Song Qian's slightly cool fingertips gradually warmed up, and he let go of Tu Shanling's hand.

The waiter saluted respectfully, "Blessed with the light king." Zhan Yuanjun asked me to bring you a word - when you come, hurry up to gather in front of the Fengxian Palace, if you don't bring a Taoist robe, he has a lot there. He saluted again, turned and left.

Song Qian hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards the Fengxian Palace.

He walked slowly in front of him in a light robe, and Tu Shanling followed behind in a formal suit, not knowing how many people he attracted along the way.

Tu Shanling turned his gaze and looked in the direction of the formation.

I don't know if Qingqiu is here?

She didn't see the people in Qingqiu, but she saw a snow-white chrysanthemum at the foot of her kneeling statue that everyone wanted to step on.

Wind and snow moon!