Volume 1 Juvenile Spirit Chapter 29 The Breeze Has No Basis
"I've seen Qi seniors. ”
Xu Tinglu saluted the master. There were still undried tears in the corners of her eyes.
The head smiled kindly: "No need to be polite, but it was Su Lang who caused you trouble." ”
Xu Tinglu shook his head lightly, and his cold eyes glanced at Su Lang, how complicated.
Su Lang felt slightly bitter in his heart.
"This little girl has a heart disease......
The head of the house secretly transmits the voice.
Secret trouble...... At the gate of the Fang Mansion a month ago, when the grandmother of the Xu family talked about Ning Xiuwen, Xu Tinglu's expression was quite subtle. I didn't think much about it at first, but I didn't know the truth.
Once the girl's eyes turned pale gold, it was as if she had changed someone. Especially after she channeled her spiritual power into her own knowledge, she became more and more indifferent and angry.
Is her heart disease related to the "First Spirit Immortal Body", or the "Earth Master" mentioned by the ancestor of the Fang family......
"Master Su, this matter is over. You and I will leave it at that. ”
Xu Tinglu's voice was crisp and pleasant, clear and cold, and no longer gentle.
Su Lang suddenly plucked up his courage. He took a step forward and gently placed his hand on Xu Tinglu's head.
The girl's body stiffened slightly, trembling slightly. Her eyes lifted, and the chill was biting.
"Listen to Lu. Remember what I said?"
Xu Tinglu was slightly stunned and muttered, "'If you feel tired one day, please rely on me as much as you want.'" ’”
His cheeks softened a little.
"I'm not going to let you go. ”
Su Lang smiled softly and gave her a string of elegant bracelets.
In his free days after New Year's Day, he often went to the market. Pick and choose, and finally choose this bracelet as a gift in return. It's not a valuable treasure...... Tinglu's white wrist should go well with it, right?
I just didn't expect that the moment of giving a gift was also a moment of separation.
Xu Tinglu accepted the bracelet. Even if you don't wear it, it's a step forward.
She hesitated, gathering momentum. In the end, squeeze out a weak sentence:
"Wait for me ......"
The girl turned around, showed her skills, and walked away in the direction of Changyu City in embarrassment.
Su Lang looked at Xu Tinglu's back and said to himself, "I will." ”
The old man attached a wisp of spiritual power to the bracelet to keep the little girl safe. When you arrive in Changyu, with the grandmother of the Xu family, you don't have to worry. ”
"Thank you, boss. Su Lang hugged his fists.
"What's the plan?"
"The disciple wants to go back to the sect to have a look. Su Lang was a little tired in his heart. Unconsciously, the small courtyard of the Qingfeng Sect's Alchemy Valley began to become the habitat of his soul.
After a short rest, let's go back into the rivers and lakes.
What's more, what Li Yuanjia said is true or false, and he also wants to personally determine one or two. The pimple in this heart always made Su Lang uneasy.
The head of the sect sighed and said: "If you don't return to the sect, Cui Jing will let me not tell you, I'm afraid that you will be in a restless mood." Now, it can't be hidden. ”
"Please speak clearly. ”
"Elder Cui closed the dead pass......"
Dead Barrier...... If you don't build the foundation, it will turn into a handful of loess. Su Lang was depressed, but he couldn't express it.
The mustard seed ring shone slightly, and the head of the house threw Su Lang a bag of wine, and said, "Don't worry too much." Elder Cui has accumulated a lot of knowledge, and he will definitely be able to break through. His own face was a little bad.
Su Lang unscrewed the wine bag and raised his head to drink.
The cold liquor enters the throat and turns into a hot spicy.
Summer and winter, like summer and winter, like warm and cold.
He suddenly remembered something, untied the Wugou sword hanging from his waist, and presented it to the master.
"Since you got it, it's yours. The head didn't mean to take it, and continued to say gently: "Do you know how the Chaolu Sword can break through the foundation building magic weapon without losing a single bit?"
"I don't know. Su Lang was also extremely puzzled.
"In addition to your amazing sword technique, it is the morning dew itself, which was once the magic weapon of building the foundation. Although the realm has fallen, the residual power is still there!"
Su Lang scratched his cheeks. But he didn't think of that.
"Although it is a bit wasteful, this Wugou sword is also used to the fullest. ”
The boss smiled.
He waved his hand. The Wugou Sword suddenly floated into the air, and cyan flames enveloped it.
The sword had a spirit and let out a mournful roar.
The head of the house didn't care about it, raised his palm and pressed down, and suppressed the Wugou Sword and couldn't move a bit.
After a stick of incense, the sword body completely melted, turning into a small black molten droplet.
"This is the essence of the Wugou Sword, which should be able to play some role in the restoration of Chaolu. Take out the morning dew. ”
Su Lang pulled out the morning dew from his waist.
The molten liquid dripped onto the knife and immediately melted into it silently.
Asaka let out a cheerful moan. The blade glows, becoming sharper and sharper, steadily evolving towards the foundation building magic weapon.
"Huh, the blade has reached the foundation level, but the corresponding miracle has not been born?"
The head frowned and muttered to himself.
The reason why the foundation building magic weapon is called a magic weapon is that it has many miraculous features.
For example, the Wugou Sword has the miracle of depriving the opponent of his vision with a spiritual attack.
And although Chaolu has a little spirituality, it is still mediocre. Speaking of which, it can only be regarded as a weapon that builds a foundation in half a step.
Rao is like this, and Su Lang is also satisfied. After all, he is still traveling the rivers and lakes, and he thinks that he is not a foundation builder.
"Morning dew seems to be missing a part...... The absence of this part prevents it from evolving in essence. ”
The head of the house.
He waved his sleeves and said, "That's it, don't be entangled." Since you want to return to the sect, I will give you a ride. ”
He grabbed Su Lang's shoulder, turned into a ray of light, and flew into the sky.
After a brief moment of dizziness, Su Lang saw the endless ground and the floating clouds around him.
The cold wind in the sky is slightly thin, but still fresh.
It didn't take long for him to see the gate of the Qingfeng Sect from afar.
Its door plaque, the word "breeze" is still the same, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances.
Su Lang only glanced at it and was deeply attracted.
Those who are fresh in the wind are born in nothingness and return to nothingness. There is no root, no evidence, and it is unpredictable.
When I left home at a young age, I was like duckweed, like a breeze.
Where are my roots? In that small mountain village in the mountains of Baishan County, in the small courtyard of the Qingfeng Sect's Alchemy Valley...... Or is it above Xu Tinglu's heart?
Or, in this magnificent rivers and lakes, in this busy world, above this ancient stars, in the lonely universe?
He was suddenly entangled in the aura of the Great Dao and became unpredictable.
"Enlightenment!"
The boss exclaimed in surprise and plunged down to some unknown mountain.
Su Lang sat cross-legged, as if in line with the avenue.
Above the nine heavens, there are countless stars representing the three thousand avenues.
At this time, one of them moved again, casting a cyan light that was invisible to others, and gently sprinkled on Su Lang's body.
On the Broken Star, all the great powers opened their eyes again and looked up at the sky.
"It's enlightenment again! It's this breath again! Who the hell is he?"
"No matter how wicked a character is, he shouldn't have such a great affinity!"
Returning to the One Sect, a pair of kind and vicissitudes of life slowly opened. The rhyme flows, like an immortal.
"Is that him......" he whispered slowly.