Crackling,

Sawdust bursts and bounces off.

Gong Caiyu opened her eyes, and the firelight warmed her soaked body a little.

A young man in a green shirt sat cross-legged by the fire, his long sword was placed diagonally on his waist, and the wooden stick in his hand penetrated the body of the fish, and it was roasted on the fire.

Grunt......

Gong Caiyu's face flushed, and just as she was about to say something, the grilled fish was handed to her.

"There is no salt and no seasoning, so that's all, the taste should still be able to eat." Jiang Ding said lightly, he still has some confidence in cooking.

Gong Caiyu hesitated: "Childe, wait a minute." ”

She got up and walked to the river, at least a kilometer apart.

Loose clothes, washing.

Jiang Ding said goodbye to the drone vision.

When I saw her again, she was a girl with snow-white skin and a white dress fluttering like a fairy, her hair was black and bright, hanging down to her waist, and although the white dress was damaged, it was as white as snow, and there was no trace of dirt in sight.

Internal force? So much left?

Jiang Ding said secretly.

Although it feels like she's weaker, she should be able to kill in seconds now.

"Thank you, Childe."

Gong Caiyu carefully took the wooden handle that had not been touched by Jiang Ding, and then used internal force to cut off all the places that Jiang Ding had touched, scraped off a thin layer of fish meat, and put it back next to the fire to roast it a little.

Jiang Ding: "? ”

Are you so rich in internal strength?

Even my sister never hated me so much!

Gong Caiyu bit the fish meat, and it was really golden and crispy, and her lips and teeth were fragrant, perhaps because she was too hungry, but she felt that it was even more delicious than the signature dishes of the Xianglou in Dongling Mansion City.

The children of the rivers and lakes are not so particular, looking at the small mouth, but after a while, only the bones of the whole fish remain.

After being empty for days, I finally felt full.

"This."

Jiang Ding handed over a bamboo tube with a blackened skin, waited for the other party to scrape off the contact part, drank it, and carefully went to the river to wash the corners of his mouth and hands, and after a little combing, he said:

"When I was young, I worshipped a hermit as a teacher, and I have not been in contact with the outside world for many years, and the palace girl is willing to introduce me to one or two, so as not to offend others without knowing it in the future and die in the future."

Gong Caiyu's little face turned white.

"Don't worry," she showed a resolute expression: "Even if I can't afford to be captured, I will kill myself as soon as possible, and I will not let the Golden Daomen implicate Childe!" ”

"Golden Knife Gate?"

"The rivers and lakes of the Yue country have the names of the three sects, six factions and eight heroes." Gong Caiyu explained: "For hundreds of years, the Qingniu Palace of the Three Sects, the Wolf God Sect, and the Pranya Temple have their own unique learnings, and they are high at the top of the rivers and lakes, and there are innate grandmasters in all dynasties. ”

Gong Caiyu paused word by word, and said hatefully: "The master of the Golden Knife Gate, the ancestor of the Golden Knife Guard, has been born for decades, and his fame has moved the rivers and lakes." ”

"The last eight heroes are heroes and heroes from many scattered and small sects, and their strength is not inferior to the heads of the six major sects, but they can't be inherited from generation to generation."

"Imperial court, how is the strength?" Jiang Ding thought for a moment and asked.

"I don't know, Tianjilou will take the initiative to cover up the master intelligence of the contemporary dynasty, but it shouldn't be weak." Gong Caiyu said: "Hundreds of years ago, the Taizu of the Yue Kingdom and the twelve generals of Tianyun under his command swept across the rivers and lakes and destroyed the royal family of the previous dynasty, and his twelve loves turned into twelve families to suppress various places. ”

"For example, the Dongling Mansion where we are located is guarded by the Tang family of Zhendong Hou."

"According to the estimation of the historical books of the past dynasties in the Zongmen Library Pavilion, this kind of bloodline family that does not accept outsiders, after hundreds of years of erosion of wealth and wealth, there is probably not much strength left, but it is not sure when a genius will pop up."

"I see, I heard before that the girl seems to be the ninety-eighth on the Dragon and Phoenix List, the number Flying Snow Fairy?"

Jiang Ding stroked the hilt of the sword, congenital, in fact, it corresponds to the qi cultivation realm of immortal cultivators, theoretically innate martial artists can also have several tricks with qi cultivators of the same level, as long as they are not distanced, they can actually make a difference.

"It's just a young martial artist under the age of twenty-five discharged from the Tianji Tower." Gong Caiyu smiled sadly: "Some false names, even if they are the first on the dragon and phoenix list, they can't compete with the old innate masters." ”

Jiang Ding was silent, looking at the age of the other party, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he had already experienced the death of his father and his mother, and the death of the sect.

This is in Xianmen, and he is still an underage child who is about to go to college.

"Childe doesn't have to worry." Gong Caiyu restrained the bitterness on her face and smiled calmly: "Wei Tu is difficult to do, sooner or later I will be able to destroy his sect and slaughter his clan." ”

"Now, don't dare to disturb Childe anymore, I'll leave."

She got up, the white dress fell from the ground to the unfolded, and a thread-bound ancient book was thrown backwards.

"The grace of saving lives cannot be reciprocated, this ancestor passed on the "Shenxiao Hundred Steps Flying Sword", although no one has practiced it since the ancestor thousands of years ago, but it can also be referred to in detail."

Her stunned voice came from afar.

"A thousand years ago, when the patriarch was there, he was also the number one faction in the Yue country."

Jiang Ding gently drew his sword and pressed the flying ancient book with the sword face.

There was no great force, and there was no foreign object flying out, and the other party should have good intentions.

But......

It shouldn't be of much use.

All the knowledge of Xianmen is shared, only their own qualifications are not enough, and there has never been a situation where supernatural skills cannot be seen.

casually dug a wooden box, and picked the ancient books into it and sealed them through the long sword.

The drone monitored Siye, and after Gong Caiyu left, the four calmed down, and no man in black returned again, Jiang Ding continued his great cause of digging specimens.

……

After school, Jiang Ding picked up the courier and went home with a small cage containing two hamsters and a small bag of rat food.

Jiang Yuan was watching cartoons as always, and unexpectedly, his mother Lin Wanqiu was also busy in the kitchen.

"Ahh Elder brother! Is this for me? ”

Jiang Yuan inadvertently skimmed and jumped over excitedly.

According to her life experience since she was a child, Jiang Ding has never been interested in animals such as little goldfish and turtles, except for kendo cram schools.

"It's not."

Jiang Ding refused indifferently.

"Impossible! That's mine! Jiang Yuan didn't believe it, and said loudly: "If you don't give it to me, when my uncle and aunt come, I will tell my uncle that you are bullying me!" ”

"Then I have to believe from my uncle."

Jiang Ding immediately understood why Lin Wanqiu got off work early and was busy in the kitchen.

Uncle Lin Yong is a teacher in Rongcheng Seven Elementary School, and his income is not as good as Lin Wanqiu, but he is relatively more leisurely, and his cousin Lin Yuanwang is a popular figure in the family.

He was admitted to the Department of Spiritual Cultivation of Qianling University last year!

"It would be nice if Brother Yuanwang also came." Jiang Yuan was dissatisfied: "When the time comes, I will let Brother Yuanwang beat you." ”

"Hmph."

Jiang Ding was a little apprehensive and walked to his room.

When he was a child, Lin Yuanwang relied on his tall and strong body to bully him, the key is that this kid is a four-spirit root, and when he graduated from high school, he was practicing qi at the fifth level, and he really couldn't beat him.

Putting down the schoolbag, Jiang Ding dragged out a rough wooden box from under the bed, and the faint fragrance of logs was scattered.

Open it, it is naturally an ancient book given by Gong Caiyu, the material is special, it is said that it has been a thousand years, and there is no trace of decay so far, and it can be read normally.

"Squeak!"

Sprinkled with some rat food, Jiang Ding threw the two hamsters in.

The two hamsters fled in a panic, but were stopped by a small wall surrounded by stacks of books, and after waiting for a while, they finally began to eat rat food.

"It's fine, at least not an acute toxin."

Jiang Ding's heart was a little calm, he even saw a hamster lick a few mouthfuls of the book cover, and nothing happened.

I went to the kitchen and got a pair of chopsticks, turned the book page by page, threw two grains of rat food into each page, and spent more than half an hour, Jiang Ding was finally completely sure that there was nothing wrong with the book.

"That girl is kind."

Jiang Ding breathed a sigh of relief, unpacked the transparent glove express that he ordered and bought yesterday, and put it on his hand.

This is what he thought of yesterday, in another world, it is inevitable to come into contact with foreign objects, and it is better to have a pair of transparent gloves that are light and breathable, and difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Ancient books are thick to the touch, as if they were made of some kind of animal skin, and have a faint smell of books.

""Shenxiao Hundred Steps Flying Sword, can a martial artist also make a flying sword?"

Jiang Ding stroked the six square words on the cover that he didn't know, his heart was slightly excited, and he pressed it again.

"You have to learn the words of that world, but it's dangerous to not casually learn exercises that haven't been verified by the Xianmen Library."

Thinking of something, Jiang Ding turned on the computer in the room, logged in to the Xianmen Library, and searched for the Hundred Steps Flying Sword Warrior.

Rows of information with a low level of secrecy that can be consulted online pop up.

"Song's Hundred Steps Flying Sword", "Blood Refining Hundred Steps Flying Sword", "Cangxu Small Realm Yunling Hundred Steps Flying Sword", "Fire Refining Hundred Steps Flying Sword" ......

Just as Jiang Ding thought, the Xianmen Library is full of things, even if the knowledge of the mortal imperial envoy flying sword sounds amazing and extremely out-of-the-way, there is still a large amount of collection.

This is not some rumor and miscellaneous, since it has been included in the Xianmen Library, it means that these exercises can theoretically be cultivated, and they can be completed to achieve the desired goal.

Click on "Song's Hundred Steps Flying Sword".

With a pop, a box popped up.

"The knowledge you have accessed is dangerous and minors are not allowed to access it, if you need to access it again, please ask your guardian to authorize it."

Jiang Ding didn't give up, closed the box, and clicked on the "Void Small Realm Yunling Hundred Steps Flying Sword", with a bang, the box poked out, and the information inside was exactly the same.

When I tried again, I found that all the "Hundred Steps Flying Sword" had such a limitation, and there was no exception for hundreds of thousands of sets of exercises.

"A martial artist's hundred-step flying sword cultivation is very dangerous."

Jiang Dingzhi was clear.

In addition to the danger, the power is just like that, it looks magical, but a heavy machine gun can be casually crushed a thousand steps away, in fact, the gains outweigh the losses for the people in the Xianmen.

But......

I want to.

With a sigh, Jiang Ding put the ancient books back in the drawer, carried the hamster cage and rat food out of the room, and handed them to Jiang Yuan.

"Here you go, but you have to be responsible for feeding."

"Ah, my dear brother!"

Jiang Yuan jumped up on the spot and agreed.

Jiang Ding ignored her and turned to help in the kitchen.

"Dingding, help me cut shredded potatoes and radish cubes, and bring me a handful of chopped green onions." Lin Wanqiu saw Jiang Ding coming in and ordered.

"Okay."

Sonorous......

Drawing the sword, the cold light shone on the kitchen, and took a rag to wet it, and carefully cleaned the sword body.

In fact, Jiang Ding didn't want to do this, he confirmed that his sword was very clean, and occasionally blood and sweat would be blown away, so there was no need to do anything more.

It's a pity that Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan don't think so.

Spread the sword style!

Arm Sword Pose!

Point Sword Pose!

……

The sword light flickered, and the carrots and white radishes were thrown away, and then pieces of white radishes fell, shredded potatoes were stacked on top of each other, and little green onions fell, piling up into a fist-sized mountain.

"You ......"

Lin Wanqiu stopped and looked at her kitchen full of sword light, helpless.