Every time, I obviously accepted the things, but every time, there was no change in the slightest.

Gotta clean him up!

So in the end, Qinghui brought back a big Buddha and buckled it on his head.

Inexplicably, she was deducted by the Big Buddha, and Mingyue, who was still practicing, was a little confused.

I saw Qinghui flick his cuffs and sit squarely opposite him.

Mingyue took off the big Buddha on her head and threw it aside, and looked at the little girl in front of her funny, "What's wrong?" ”

"I have to tell you something today."

Qinghui has a serious face.

Moon:?

Seeing Qinghui so serious, Mingyue's body also sat up slightly straight.

"You can't go on like this, I'm going to teach you a few lessons."

Qinghui coughed lightly and took it seriously, "As a spirit sword, the first lesson in self-cultivation." ”

Moon:????

***

Another month passed.

There is no plot for the development of this plane, it is all random situations, so the two of them have nothing to do here all day long, occasionally to deal with the monks who came to find the spirit sword, and by the way, they went out to bask in the sun, and talked to Mingyue about his self-cultivation.

Don't just fight with Lord Lingjian.

Reading Mingyue's head hurts.

and asked rhetorically: "Lao Tzu is a weapon spirit, he was born for fighting, and he doesn't fight to cultivate his body and cultivate his temperament." ”

even persuaded her in turn: "As a sword spirit, you can't be cowardly, just go straight to it, the sky is falling, don't you still have me to support you, cub." ”

Qinghui thought about it and made sense, but he always felt that this word seemed familiar.

Then slap your thigh and gnash your teeth.

Isn't this stepping on a horse what Lord Spirit Sword said before?

This guy plagiarized!

Lord Spirit Sword's reasonable suspicion that this dog thing, getting Lord Spirit Sword to this plane, is deliberately evil Lord Mind Sword!

Qinghui talked to him for two days, feeling that he was quite noisy, like a shallow coffee queen.

Directly turned into the main body, paralyzed to the side and lay on the corpse.

People—phew, swords, after all, they have lived the most hated appearance.

It ended early one morning.

Qinghui lazily transformed into a body and lay on a large rock.

The mist above her head was dispelled by her spiritual power.

A little bit of sunlight fell on Qinghui's body.

The silver-blue sword was shining with light, and it was very beautiful.

Just as she was basking in the sun, she felt a black shadow blocking her sunlight.

Qinghui glanced at it slowly, and saw the bright moon pestle in front of him.

Qinghui: ?

Lord Spirit Sword has given up teaching you to be an old cadre.

If it's okay, stay away, and don't disturb Lord Lingjian basking in the sun.

So Mingyue saw this beautiful little spirit sword, lazily erected it, and then snapped it and fell back.

Salted fish - turned over.

"Whew-"

Mingyue couldn't hold back her laughter, and reached out to hold the little spirit sword into her arms.

Qinghui: ???

Didn't you say you should stay away?

The spirit sword in his arms struggled.

Mingyue directly sealed a spiritual power into Qinghui's body, allowing Qinghui to directly change from the sword body back to his body.

The lazy little girl lay in his arms in a daze, looking at him a little blankly.

"What do you do?"

The voice was also sleepy, reaching out and pushing him twice.

"You touch."

He smiled slightly, and reached out to put Qinghui's hand on his chest.

It's not as cold and hard as a stone anymore.

It has the elasticity of the skin.

The temperature is just right, too.

It's warm.