Chapter 142: Gift of Mica Stone

When I opened my eyes, the morning light was just right, and it was an early morning with birds singing and flowers.

Jiu Mu turned his wrist, his limbs were light and flexible, and the burning sensation in his palm had completely disappeared.

Taking advantage of this morning light, I took a closer look at the white gauze in this hand, and the wisps of it were also entwined, delicate and delicate, so I greatly appreciated the gauze and said:

"Uncle Xiao's craftsmanship is really exquisite. “

Walking slowly out of the door of the orchid room, Jiumu stood in the small courtyard where Zelan was stationed and stretched his waist, tilted his head and looked around, all around was calm, there was no rustling sound in the small bamboo forest behind the house, and even the top bamboo leaves did not move.

Today's wind and sunshine are beautiful, it seems that it is not suitable to do the art of resisting the wind, but yesterday I made an appointment with Uncle Xiao, today I went to Qi Yunfeng to study, there is no wind, how to learn it?

Thinking of this, Jiumu went to the elegant room to find the little uncle, and suddenly saw that the hut next to the elegant room was locked, Jiumu felt strange, so he took a light step and took a look, and there were already people in the building.

This Yuhe, how can you say that you will come and leave?

But then I thought about it, it was very good to go, and the province dangled under my nose all day, which was an eyesore.

Jiumu's mood immediately became brighter, and he turned around and walked to the elegant room, seeing that the bamboo door of the elegant room was open on both sides, it seemed that the little uncle had gotten up early.

The general wanted to knock on the door to meet him, and saw that the little uncle was ready to come out of the elegant room, and saw that he was still dressed in white today, still clean to spotless, the Dongliu Sword was still by his side, and his demeanor was still with him.

"Uncle Junior, early. ”

Jiumu's face was full of color, and he waved to Bing Ruohan in greeting.

Bing Ruohan looked at her injured hand and nodded slightly.

Jiumu asked how to resist the wind when there was no wind today.

Bing Ruohan said calmly: "If there is no wind, there will be wind." ”

What does it mean to have wind when there is no wind? Jiumu picked at his head, puzzled.

Before he could figure it out, Bing Ruohan said again, "Let's go, go to Qi Yunfeng." ”

The words fell, and he gently soared into the air.

This little uncle has never left room for rhetorical questions when he speaks, Jiumu didn't have time to think about anything else, so he also nodded and exerted some spiritual power, followed closely behind him, and praised in surprise while rising:

"Uncle Xiao's spiritual power in the past seven hundred years is really mellow, it seems that the colorful auspicious clouds sent by the master and his old man will not be needed in the future. ”

As they spoke, the two of them had risen above the clouds, collected their spiritual power, and each of them gathered a cloud of mist, and then headed east.

Looking at the clear sky, the sky is blue, Jiumu is still puzzled by many questions, just bored all the way, and when the road is free, he chased after him and asked:

"Didn't Uncle Xiao say a few days ago that it is not appropriate to practice the wind control technique when the wind is beautiful, and you have to wait until the gloomy wind to learn it, how can you overturn the previous truth today?"

After speaking, I can't help but feel that the thoughts in this little uncle's mind are incomprehensible.

Bing Ruohan walked elegantly, and replied lightly: "When the wind is gloomy and windy, it is to eliminate the fear in your heart, and to eliminate the fear, you must deeply experience the fear, and now that you have experienced it, you don't need it." ”

Xiao Jiu pondered his words for a long time, and was suddenly stunned: "In this way, Uncle Xiao deliberately made me experience the fear of dying?"

When the words fell, his eyes widened in surprise, and his forehead immediately twisted into several lines.

Originally, I thought that the last time on Qi Yunfeng, the little uncle didn't know that he was afraid of the wind, so he mentioned himself to the wind that blew when he took office, but now he said it, didn't he do it on purpose?

If he was blown to death by the wind that day, would he still stand here and say something cool to dispel fear?

When the old things are brought up again, new grievances will inevitably arise.

Jiumu's heart instantly sank like a stone, and he asked sadly:

"What if I was really blown to death by the wind that day?

Bing Ruohan looked at her after the autumn and settled the account, looked at her lightly, and said:

"You have a condensed fragrance of cherry blossoms, and you will reunite again when you disperse. ”

"What if we can't get together?"

Jiu Mu was afraid and frightened in his heart, and added excitedly: "If I can't get together, I will die, Uncle Xiao, is it that my life is so cheap as to you?"

Looking at her sudden heartache and resentment, there was a kind of panic and uneasiness in the depths of her eyes, and a great distrust of herself, Bing Ruohan's heart moved slightly.

He stopped, his eyes brightened, and then he took a blue braided brocade from his neck, and under the brocade hung a small blue and transparent stone, which was shining blue by the light of the heavens.

Bing Ruohan turned his head, gently hung the blue and transparent stone on Jiumu's neck, and said, "With it, you don't have to be afraid in the future." ”

Jiumu Yunxiang looked down at the small stone on his chest and doubted, and then looked up to see the clear and deep light in his eyes, and the resentment in his heart slowly dissipated.

She touched the small blue stone, it was cold and silky, round and crystalline, and at the moment of contact, she suddenly felt a cool breath spreading from her fingers to her whole body, Jiumu couldn't help but shiver, and asked Uncle Xiao strangely: "This little stone is so cold, what is it?"

Bing Ruohan still said lightly: "Mica stone." ”

"Mica?"

Jiumu fiddled with it in his hand, Fang faintly remembered that the senior brother said before leaving, the little uncle had suffered from heart disease since he was a child, of course, when he was picked up by the master when he was young, he almost broke his muscles and veins and died, and later, the master Tai asked for a mica stone for him from the Taishang Laojun, this mica stone is cold by nature, but the power of cohesion is very strong, condensing qi, blood, condensation, and heart vein, it is because of its special coagulation that it protects the life of the little uncle.

It's just that Uncle Xiao gave him such an important thing, what should he do, so Jiumu pushed back and said:

"Uncle Xiao gave me this talisman, so what should you do?"

Bing Ruohan said softly: "Thousands of years have passed, and I don't need it to protect my body anymore." ”

"But ......" Jiumu grabbed the mica stone, a little hesitant.

"Don't do it, if you dare to lose it, don't come to see me in the future. ”

After speaking, a gorgeous turn turned around and went east.

"Huh?"

Jiumu was startled at first, the hand holding the mica stone tightened, and quickly placed it in the placket, and when he hid it, he suddenly touched the silver dragon scale sent by Wushuang in the placket, and couldn't help but remember, Wushuang also said to himself, "Next time, don't lose it again." ”

After thinking about it, Jiumu patted the placket of his clothes left and right twice, and said to himself, "The mica corpse on the left, the silver dragon scales on the right, one by one, are so precious that I don't know what a low-key thing is." ”

That's it, that's it, it's all about the little uncle and the unequaled brother.

First of all, there was a silver light dragon scale, and then this magical thing mica stone was added, and Jiumu Yunxiang was really like a tiger with wings, thinking that even if he was blown away by this wind, the mica stone could protect his life.

In this way, he was no longer afraid of the strong wind Dao on Qi Yun Peak.