Chapter 80: Poetry
Lu Xiaoding covered his mouth and smiled: "Why do I want to help you?" ”
The man was silent for a while, and then said, "Shouldn't the machine spirits help each other, so that in the future, you and I can be opponents, and we can also put some water in private." ”
"You're thinking too far, now that your body has been washed by me, it should be easy for people to spot it here. I'll go first, and I won't see you again. Lu Xiaoding didn't know him at all, it was too abrupt to suddenly open his mouth like this, he was still busy, and it would be good if he didn't eat him.
The machine spirits are always wary of each other, and they can trust each other, and the relationship is very complicated. Eating or not eating, always in a thought, the biggest key to making them make a decision is to be reluctant to use spiritual methods.
"Come and go, the world is always like this, I must be lonely by nature......" The man turned his back to her, raised his head and whispered, his voice so lonely that he couldn't help but feel a little throbbing in his heart.
"You're really good enough, slowly spring flowers and autumn moons. After the Great Soul Protector Array is opened, there will be a lot of cultivators running out, and you will be able to meet your target at that time. Lu Xiaoding thought he was too weird, obviously he was a sword with a strong yin energy, what kind of pen soul or book soul was pretended.
The sword soul didn't say a word, just sighed softly, sat on the stone next to him, and looked up at the yellow sky, not knowing what Lu Dao was thinking.
Lu Xiaoding didn't want to talk to him too much, so he quickly turned around and left, wanting to go back and break the Spirit Protector Array. Running and running, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and suddenly noticed that the poisonous smoke in the woods seemed to fade, she stopped in surprise, and when she looked closely, she found that the poisonous smoke was sucked away in the place behind her.
Her face darkened at once, and the place was none other than the pool. The hateful sword soul sucked all the poisonous smoke away, and because he was still so polite to him, he turned his head and began to dismantle his platform.
In this way, how can I make myself, destroy the soul protection array, and there will be no poisonous smoke. She ran over angrily and saw that the man was smoking a drug cigarette with his eyes closed, with a relaxed expression on his face.
"Stinky guy, spit it all out for me!" Lu Xiaoding slapped him on the back, and the palm of his hand shone brightly, and he slapped him to the ground.
He turned around and said angrily, "Why are you beating me!" ”
"Who told you to smoke all the poisonous cigarettes, I still have these cigarettes useful. Now that you've sucked it up, how can I use it, hurry up and spit it all out! "I also asked what was going on, Lu Xiaoding was angry, what poisonous gas the sword soul sucked, and he was not picky about eating anything.
The sword soul stood up, frowned and said incredulously: "These cigarettes were originally mine, I released them before to test the sword master, and after you said it, I felt that I couldn't abuse them anymore, so I took it back." ”
It's his!
Lu Xiaoding touched her face, and suddenly thought of a good idea, she smiled embarrassedly: "That's my misunderstanding, so let's do it, we are all machine spirits, and we usually have to take care of each other." You can't move now, let me take you to the sword master, this ghost spirit sect is full of evil cultivators, and there are many Jindan monks in it, you can choose. ”
"What do you want from me?" The sword soul didn't expect her to suddenly say such a thing, it seemed that she wanted those poisonous smokes, just so that she could take herself out. What the previous master said is unreliable, and the trial seems to be too embarrassing, so it's better to take the initiative to find a suitable person.
"Borrow your poisonous smoke for a while, I want to get everyone out, and you can just pick and choose who you want. As long as you choose someone, I will surely send you to his hands. Lu Xiaoding patted his chest and said with confidence, this kind of trivial matter is too easy, and I am afraid that no one will want a spirit sword with a machine spirit?
"My name is Gong Xincai, what is your name?" He smiled elegantly, his eyes still melancholy.
This name is so strange, Lu Xiaoding nodded and said, "My name is Lu Xiaoding, your name is so special." ”
"Gong is the sound, the heart is the self, and the collection is the text, and I was named at that time because I have a good sense of sound and literature. My body is called Strings, and when I wield it, it makes a beautiful rhythm. "Gong Xincai is quite satisfied with his name, like those swords called what the hell and what are they called too straightforward.
Lu Xiaoding felt that the monk who took the name must be quite literate, so he gave such a name to a sword of the most yin, and he didn't think it was the name of the sword no matter how he heard it.
At this time, Gong Xincai preached again: "You are a human being as your name suggests, and it seems that the person who gave you a name is a very freewheeling person. ”
"If you want to be vulgar, just say it, and beat around the bush. Let's go, we have something to do. Lu Xiaoding glanced at him, not wanting to say that the name was chosen by himself, otherwise he would definitely make fun of it in secret. Then she grabbed her sword and walked towards the Oni Sect.
Seeing his body being dragged to the ground, Gong Xincai, who was flying in the air and following him, put his hand in his sleeve and said with some sadness: "The sword fell, stirring up pieces of dead leaves. Stone splashes, falling grains of light sand. ”
"Hey!" Lu Xiaoding turned his head and shouted: "If you think I'm dragging it away and making it smaller, I'm embarrassed to dislike it if it's so long." I've grown up with both of them, and I really want to see how it's used. ”
"If you have spiritual power, try it, as long as you inject spiritual power into it, the sword will become smaller." Gong Xincai preached innocently, feeling that she was just reciting a poem, and she was not accusing her of scolding herself like this. Can't touch the scene, this woman is so vulgar.
Lu Xiaoding grinned, turned his head and silently pulled his sword away, the sharp blade cut off all the stones and branches on the ground, and dragged a long trace on the ground.
And when he saw this scene, he suddenly became poetic again, and read lightly: "The sword is sharp, and it is marked." Then he stopped, and remained silent for a long time.
"Why don't you read the next sentence out, I've been waiting for a long time." Lu Xiaoding stopped angrily, why didn't he just read half a sentence and didn't speak, he felt so uncomfortable.
Gong Xincai raised his head again, slowly shook his head and said, "I didn't think of it, I won't." ”
Lu Xiaoding wanted to scold very much at this time, so he blocked his chest in one breath, and only after a while did he say fiercely: "You are really honest, no, no." ”
"Knowing is not knowing, why bother not knowing and saying knowing." Gong Xincai said with an unfathomable smile, and he saw that people were hot.
Biting his lip, Lu Xiaoding decided not to talk to him for the time being, this kind of sword soul can't communicate, it's just bullying himself for not reading poetry.
After that, no matter what poem Gong Xin recited in the heart, she did not say a word, and when she reached the edge of the woods, she dragged the long string and walked over. As long as the sword body passes, the sword soul will naturally be able to pass through the spirit protection array. Seeing that the sky was about to dawn, Lu Xiaoding hurriedly ran, he had too much time to delay in the woods, if he couldn't catch up, he would eat Gong Xincai to compensate for his losses.
She went straight to the place where Ge Pi had fainted, opened the leaves and saw that he was still inside, so she dragged them up and threw them into the dingzhong.
Gong Xincai didn't even glance at him out of the corner of his eye, raised his head to look at the sky and said, "That's what you're talking about, it's just scum, and it can't be seen at all." ”
"At this time, you are not literate, and you say it so ugly." Is this guy really literate? Lu Xiaoding looked at him in surprise, whoever gets him will definitely be forced to die, it's so annoying.
"Now I don't have a sense of poetry, and I'm afraid of making some dirty poems when I read him, and I can't look at it." Gong Xincai preached proudly, and he didn't feel anything bad at all.
Lu Xiaoding, who was speechless, put Ge Pi in the ding, not wanting him to be killed by the poisonous smoke, and then quietly came to the retreat place of the former head of the Ghost Spirit Sect with Gong Xincai. The two hid in the hidden bushes, and then she elbowed him and whispered, "Hurry up and release the poison, and then you will watch and tell me if you see anyone who is suitable." ”
"If you look at so much garbage, will your eyes be blind?" He was a little reluctant to preach.
"Believe it or not, I'll take you to see someone who will really blind you?" Lu Xiaoding suddenly turned his head and spoke viciously.
Gong Xincai looked at her in surprise, which made her grit her teeth like this, how terrible that person is, it can make people blind at a glance.
"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and release the poisonous smoke, it's almost dawn." Seeing that he looked at himself in a daze, Lu Xiaoding scolded angrily.
"Well, you're too fierce." Gong Xincai reluctantly began to spit out poisonous smoke, and a large cloud of yellow poisonous smoke rose from here, Lu Xiaoding saw that this was too obvious, so he took out the soul devouring fan and fanned it vigorously.
Without her fanning it more, the poisonous smoke quickly dispersed, and immediately half of the mountain was shrouded in it, and it continued to spread to other places. Not long after, a scream suddenly came from the mountain, and the skin and flesh of the monk who was touched by the poisonous smoke immediately rotted and he was in pain.
During the Qi refining period, he died after a few shouts, and the foundation building was better, and he could still use spiritual power to block it for the time being. But the corrosion of these poisonous smokes is particularly strong, and the spiritual power that protects the whole body is rapidly consumed, and if you don't take any action, you will die.
"What's wrong, why are these poisonous smoke here!" The Jindan monk of the Ghost Spirit Gate finally appeared, and there were two of them. There is a rough-looking person who does not like to read poetry at first glance, and the other person seems to be a gentle and elegant literati. Even if it happened so suddenly, he was as calm as a mountain and didn't panic at all.
Lu Xiaoding pointed at him and said: "Gong Xincai, how do you look at this, it's really perfect, it looks like it's full of literary brilliance." ”
Gong Xincai just glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and then refused: "No, the bearing is enough, but I can't see this kind of literary talent, I'm not satisfied." ”
"That's not enough, don't be too demanding, who has time to do poetry every day." Lu Xiaoding pouted, he said before that the requirements were not high, but now when it comes to the election, there are more opinions.
Suddenly, Gong Xincai pointed to one place and said, "Just choose that person, you send me over quickly." ”
Chosen so quickly? Lu Xiaoding looked at the place he pointed, and saw Yuan Zhi standing there with an ugly face, and there was a little bandaged place in the placket. She immediately looked at Gong Xincai with great disdain, "You superficial guy who only looks at your face, what do you say that person can't see the literary talent, just because the other party is ugly." Now when you see a beautiful man with flying eyes, you don't care about the style, and you choose it without saying a word. ”
Gong Xincai said disappreciably: "As long as you look good, anything you say is poetry." I don't look good at poetry, most of them are like it after I die, I don't want to be like that. ”
"You're such a pervert!"