Those years when I was a tool person

Qianyue was taken aback.

He withdrew his hand in a "swish", frowned and glanced at Rong Ying, then looked away, looked left, looked up, looked up and down, but stopped looking at the mediocre bird in front of him. Unsurprisingly, a small jade boat.

"He Fangxiao is young, dare to trespass on Qianyue Peak privately, come out quickly, otherwise I will not show mercy!"

I have been swept by the search eyes several times, but have never received a serious reflection: "······"

It’s already said that it’s a boat, so we can know what’s making the sound by elimination, right?

He tried his best to make his voice sound harmless: "Hey~ look at you right in front of you, that's right, it's... hey, it's over, come back a bit, okay, don't move anymore, it's the boat in front of you , this is me."

Qianyue stood still in front of the bookshelf. He wanted to pick up the jade boat and take a closer look, but was stopped by Rong Ying: "Just look at it, men and women can't kiss each other."

Qianyue: "..."

"who are you?"

"I'm a tool spirit."

Rong Ying said nonsense: "You can't give me away, because I am your natal weapon."

Ganyue glanced at the sword in his hand, just thought it was someone who came in, and when he got nervous, he pulled out the sword from the sword pouch behind his back.

The sword in front of me was black, with dark light flowing. There were two grooves carved into symmetrical patterns on the tip of the sword. There was an inexplicable wave on the spine of the sword, which seemed to contain infinite momentum. It was a high-level spirit sword at first glance.

It is indeed not an ordinary saber, it is the natal spirit sword refined by Qianyue himself, and he has used it for thousands of years when it was named Sui.

"I didn't send you away."

Rong Ying was taken aback: "Aren't you going to pick me up as a prize and give it away?"

Could it be that he misremembered the plot of this episode?

Qianyue picked up the spirit sword next to Rongying: "I want to take it."

Rong Ying: "..."

"Okay." Qianyue put the spirit sword back to its original place, and turned to look at Rongying coldly: "I've said everything that needs my explanation, now can you tell me why you lied to me?"

"Ah?" Rong Ying didn't understand, what lie?Did he cheat?

"You are not my natal artifact."

Rong Ying: "..."

Sure enough, if you tell a lie, you have to use countless lies to cover it up: "This...that is, when you picked me up back then, what, didn't you drip blood on me? Well, recognize the Lord by dripping blood!"

After Rong Ying finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Qianyue's expression. He also used his lack of knowledge of online novels to gamble on the "Blood Recognition" stalk that appeared in many books.

In case someone remembers clearly that no blood has been dripped at all, then he will be completely unable to get over it.

It's hard to lie, but it's impossible to explain who you are if you don't lie.

Hey ~

Qianyue recalled very seriously that she seemed to have dripped blood from her fingertips on the jade boat at the beginning, because the master said that what he picked up was indeed a treasure, but he couldn't see what it was useful for, so he let him drip blood Try to see if you can recognize the Lord.

"If you recognize the Lord, don't you know what this is?"

This is what Master said at the time.

It's a pity that it's useless, the jade boat didn't respond at all.

No, now maybe it's no longer possible to say that nothing happened.

Ganyue thought to herself, it seems that dripping blood is still useful, but the reaction of the spirit of the weapon is too slow, and it took more than 1000 years to respond.

Rong Ying was still waiting for the verdict, and Qian Yue picked it up from the bookshelf without paying attention.

Qianyue carefully looked at the jade boat in her palm, pinched it up and looked at it: "Since you have recognized the Lord, then tell me, what are you?"

Rong Ying: "..."

I suspect you are swearing.

Rubbing the jade boat with her fingers, Rong Ying felt itchy, "You, you put me down first!"

Qianyue paused, seeing that the white jade boat was turning red, he was a little surprised: "Can you still change color?"

"Hahahaha, it's so itchy, don't touch me again... Hahaha, stop it hahaha..."

Rong Ying was poked in the itchy flesh, almost bursting into tears.

Qianyue: "..."

He quickly put down the jade boat as if his hands were burning.

"Yes, sorry!"

Rong Ying laughed for a while, then stopped.

He looked up at Qianyue, and said seriously: "My name is Yuezhou, and I am a treasure-hunting tool. I can find any treasures that appear within a hundred miles of me. With me, picking up treasures everywhere will become your treasure. everyday life!"

Qianyue doesn't have a big obsession with treasures, he just wants to know the answer: "You are very powerful."

It's a compliment, although it's short, but sincerity can be heard, the kind of compliment that comes from the heart that Rong Ying is too embarrassed to complain about.

For Qianyue, the jade boat has been in his hands for so many years and he has not figured out what it is. Now that he has the opportunity to listen to it himself, it is considered a fulfillment of his mind.

Ding Qingshuo was still waiting for his reward, so Qianyue found a long wooden box, put the spirit sword in it, picked it up and was about to leave, "I have something to do now, I have to go out, since you have spiritual wisdom, then Just familiarize yourself with the environment first, and talk about other things when I come back."

Rong Ying stopped him in time, "Wait, take me with you."

For this mission, he must closely follow the male lead and find out his temper and character before he can act.

It's not impossible to bring it on, Qianyue didn't refuse, the jade boat that is half the length of a thumb can be stuffed in the sleeve casually.

But Rongying disagreed, it was so unstable, easy to dangle, headache, and unable to see the outside world.

Ganyue thought for a while, and pinned the jade boat on the hook, "Is this okay?"

The belt hook is fixed on the belt, and it will not shake randomly. At most, it will only move a few times because of his walking.

Moreover, both are of jade quality, which is not against harmony.

Rong Ying didn't make any further comments, there is a difference between ornaments and ornaments, it's better not to hang it on the belt hook than to hang it on the sword bag as a pendant.

But that idea changes when they go out and meet the first person.

Where is the belt?

Anyway, looking at it from Rongying's perspective, as long as someone is a little closer to Qianyue, his visible range is only below the waist.

This is like a 1.2-meter-tall kid who travels on vacation, and the only scenery he can see is his legs.

A sense of suffocation came over me.

In addition, Rong Ying was not the only one who felt unwell, but also his junior brother Gan Xing who was also the three elders.

As the master of Qianxing Peak, he has always been hidden under the halo of the two senior brothers, and he has long cultivated a mean mouth that will not pay for his life.

He habitually sneered at people when he saw people, but he was caught by something on the belt of the second senior brother.

"What are you wearing?"

Controlling his eagerness to take it down and take a closer look, he sneered: "I don't know when the second senior brother has the habit of collecting such small things."

Qianyue, who had already developed an antibody to the younger brother, didn't answer. He passed Ganxing directly, and walked to an older man next to him, "Elder brother."

Qian Yuan nodded at him, then looked at the people standing under the high platform, "Ding Qingshuo, come up and see what reward your master has prepared for you."

"Yes!"

Under the eyes of everyone, Ding Qingshuo couldn't hide his excitement. He tugged at the corner of his clothes and looked up at the handsome young man on the high platform. The admiration in his eyes could be discerned with a bit of paranoia.

Walking up to the high platform step by step, no one knows that he has walked for more than ten years for the distance of dozens of steps.

Rong Ying looked at the young man approaching in the distance, her heart skipped a beat, and she sensed an inexplicable sense of crisis.

"Master."

Ding Qingshuo bowed and bowed, looking expectantly at Qianyue, and seeing Qianyue revealing a long sword after opening the wooden box, he immediately put on a joyful expression.

Qianyue: "Your talent is good, keep working hard."

Ding Qingshuo knelt down on one knee and took the spirit sword with both hands, "I will remember Master's instruction!"

There was something wrong with this person, Rong Ying frowned, she was so focused on Ding Qingshuo that she didn't notice Qianyue's chuckle.

But when Ding Qingshuo saw it, his ears were stained red, and Rong Ying was even more displeased.

Why do you still look shy when you look at Master?

The Sangan Shengzong is the leader of the righteous way, so the convening of the sect conference is naturally indispensable for people from other sects to watch.

Although most of the small sects are purely making up numbers, just to see the momentum of the so-called "first sect", but it is inevitable that sects who are also on the front line will come to inquire about the "enemy situation".

The competition among the disciples is the climax of the meeting. After seeing the level of the younger generation, these people usually have a general understanding of the entire Sangan Holy Sect.

"The younger generation is awesome, and there are successors to the Sangan Holy Sect."

The positions of the small sects were almost all in the corners, and their leader stretched his neck to look at the group of people on the high platform, and couldn't help but click his tongue in admiration.

"That is Elder Qianyue, right? I have heard that he has a high level of cultivation, but I didn't expect that even the apprentices he taught are so powerful."

"It's natural, but he can draw with the devil, who is the devil, don't I need to tell you in detail?"

"No need..." The people around hurriedly waved their hands, for fear that saying that name would attract people.

Most of the people who could have a seat on this occasion were prominent figures from various sects and sects. The monks had sharp ears and eyes, and could hear many words clearly.

"Hmph, a bunch of useless trash!"

A sect that is very close to the high platform is led by a middle-aged man with a mustache. He looks good, but he has a pair of triangular eyes that are extremely inconsistent with his face.

Hearing someone discussing Qianyue, the jealousy in his heart could not be suppressed, and his eyes of resentment were not restrained at all, and he cast his eyes on the young man on the high platform, "A trash who has not cultivated diligently for hundreds of years can be praised as the best in the world, It shows how short-sighted these people are."

When someone around him heard this sentence, his face became stiff for a moment, and he planned to persuade him a few words, remembering the grievances between Mustache and Qianyue, he was wise not to do such a thankless business.

Mustache's voice is not low, he is not saying bad things behind someone's back, but a blatant provocation.

But Qianyue just glanced at him lightly and didn't respond.

Rong Ying was curious: "Do you have a grudge against him?"

"No."

Rong Ying thought to herself, this doesn't look like she has no hatred.

As if knowing what Rongying was thinking, Qianyue explained: "He is an elder of Qianshuizong, and he is a disciple of the same group who stepped into the practice world with me, but his talent is not high, and he cultivated Jindan more than [-] years later than me. Year."

A monk in the Jindan period can keep his appearance unchanged, but Qianyue is now a young man in his 20s, and that mustache looks like he could be his father.

Rong Ying: "You two are about the same age?"

Qianyue shook her head: "I am three years older than him."

Rong Ying: "..."

He seemed to understand where Mustache's hatred came from.