Something's wrong with my sword spirit

The hand covering the eyes was suddenly lowered, and a cat came into view.

A white cat, quite small, probably just a month old.

Qing Heng smiled.

Flame Ember: "..."

"What's the matter, you don't like it?"

"Oh, no." Qing Heng quickly moved, jumping up and down, "I like it, the kitten is very cute, I like it the most, really."

Flame Ember: "..."

He turned back silently: "Oh."

Qing Heng quickly chased after him: "I really like it."

"Ha ha……"

Qing Heng stood in front of the wheelchair: "Well, let me tell you the truth, it's not that I don't like kittens. There are many immortals who have been cultivated by cats."

"Oh?"

"As soon as I saw the cat, I thought of those immortals, and I was really surprised." Qing Heng said, "It's very fun."

"Isn't the cat cultivated into an immortal?" Yan Jin also thought it was amused, "Isn't that one who climbs high and low, and can teach disciples well?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it. Anyway, Chen Mingzong doesn't have such ones. The immortals of Chen Mingzong are all cultivated by humans." After Qing Heng finished speaking, he said seriously, "I really like kittens."

Yan Jin smiled lightly and shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether you like it or not, I'm just afraid of scaring you again."

"No, no." Qing Heng flew to the kitten and watched it lick its paws leisurely, "Cats eat fish, so in addition to catching earthworms, they will also catch fish every day."

Then I also thought of the duck, and flew to the duck house to look: "So this time it is a cat, and the duck is still single?"

"I can't decide what grows in this soil." Yanjin spread his hands.

Qing Heng flew to the pool again: "How to catch these fish?"

"I'll catch it tomorrow."

"I agreed to raise all the small animals, you don't have to worry about it, you just need to raise me." Qing Heng continued to stare at the pool, watching the fish swimming around in a daze.

Yanjin asked from behind: "What did you just say?"

The sword spirit didn't respond, probably still in a daze.

The running water is gurgling, the wind is blowing on the treetops, and the cat under the eaves has finished licking its paws and is fast asleep.

He looked at Qing Heng, his eyes wandered over the sword, he slowly raised his hand, and retracted it.

But when the wind passed by, Qing Heng suddenly backed up and flew to Yan Jin's sleeve with the wind.

Yanjin smiled and held him in his arms, and looked down at him.

Qing Heng was still in shock, looked at the pool, then at the person in front of him: "You...how do you..."

"I have regained some spiritual power."

"Really." Sword Spirit smiled happily, "Will you soon have the original ability?"

"Well, maybe."

"What about memory?"

"I'll be back sooner or later."

Qing Heng wanted to hug him, but he didn't have any hands now. Seeing himself in his arms again, he coughed softly: "Perhaps, you are very powerful in the first place, and there is no need for me to fight for you."

"No, I think I can complement you."

Qing Heng was slightly startled, and rubbed against his arm: "En."

Gossip again, after two days' absence, it seems like we have not seen each other in six autumns, until dawn, we almost talked about every flower and leaf in this mountain.

At dawn, the cat was still sleeping. The kitten who was just full moon did not expect it to catch mice. There have never been mice here, but it would be shameful to sleep all the time. You should at least get up and play with others for a while.

Qing Heng flew over silently, and when the cat was sleepy, he stood in front of it impressively.

The kitten puffed its fur, arched its body and jumped three feet high.

Qing Heng smiled lightly, took the small fish and put it in the bowl in front of it, the cat cooed, looked at him vigilantly, and stretched out its paws to catch the fish after a long time.

Sword Spirit flew to the chicken coop again, carrying a cloth bag to sprinkle rice, shaking it back and forth but not spilling it, the chickens were so anxious that they squeaked, so he slowly sprinkled it down, went to catch earthworms again, passed by the pool, and went to scare Once you scare the fish, wait for the fish to scatter around, fly away satisfied, catch earthworms, but don't let them down, you have to see how high the duck can jump.

For a while, cats and chickens could be heard in the yard, and Yan Jin, who was preparing breakfast, couldn't help stroking his eyebrows: "Is it really wise to let him raise animals?"

If any animals, such as puppies, are planted in the future, wouldn't it be true that every morning, there will be "flying chickens and dogs jumping around here".

He didn't plant well these two days, he grew cabbage in the soil himself, but the repair tool he planted the day before yesterday should grow out today, but it stands to reason that the sword body has been repaired, so I don't know what else will grow out.

He went to the seventh row to look, and dug up the soil, but saw a copper-colored sword jaw with sun and moon patterns on it. Looking back at Qing Heng, he had a sword jaw on his body, and the iron-colored sword jaw had also been repaired. , plain without grain.

Qing Heng also flew over, circling the jaw of the sword for a closer look.

Yan Jin said: "If you want to change parts, you should start with the hilt. Why did the jaw grow?"

What's more, the accessories on Qingheng's body are all good, there is no need to change them at all, and if something else grows next time, he doesn't want to change them either.

Qing Heng was silent for a while, stood in front of him, and said seriously: "Because the sword jaw can be engraved with the name of the sword or the name of the sword master."

"Oh, so the meaning of growing a sword jaw is that I want to engrave the word 'Qing Heng' on it." Yan Jin understood, "Okay, you wait, I'll go find tools."

He also thought that he didn't need to find a tool, he could melt the marks on the jaw of the sword with his fingertips flowing with fire.

Qing Heng was silent for a while, then said slowly: "Why don't you engrave the sword master?"

"It's all right."

"No." The sword spirit lay in front of him, "If you don't engrave the sword master, who would know that I belong to you?"

Yanjin stopped his hands, raised his eyes to look at him, and after a while, slightly curled his mouth: "Yes, you are mine."

He left traces on the jaw of the sword with fire from his fingertips, two fires, a word "Yan", with a burnt golden mark, deeply imprinted on the copper-colored jaw.

After engraving, put it on for him, and watch the sword rotate, and the word "Yan" appears from time to time.

His sword spirit has his brand on his body.

If he turned into a human, where would this brand be?

He stared straight at the sword spirit.

Until Yue Xiaohan came up the mountain, Lu Bo's study, which was only opened after closing, ran away overnight, and Xiaoyou had nothing to do, so Yue Xiaohan still brought him. Once he came, Yue's father would not come.

Xiao You sat under the tree and read a book for a while, then stared at the field in a daze, Yue Xiaohan asked him what he was looking at, and he was honest: "This land is very different."

"The land of the master's family must have some fairy spirit. It's normal to be different." Yue Xiaohan explained, and he was really thinking about the future for him. Xin Dao Xiaoyou's talent is better than his own, and he might be able to join the Chenming sect, so he Asking Yanjin for instructions, he wants to ask for another day off, and take Xiaoyou to Chen Mingzong to test his aptitude.

Yanjin agreed, but had something to say, so she called him to stop.

Xiaoyue turned around: "What's wrong with Master?"

Yanjin paused, "Forget it..."

Some long stories are hard to make short. He wanted to tell Xiaoyue that he may have been thinking wrong all along. It seems that his divine power or physical condition has nothing to do with whether the protagonist meets or falls in love. What matters is his dragon scales. With the dragon scale back, he slowly recovered.

Then whether Yue Xiaohan and Ye Rongxue get together is not so important, Yue Xiaohan can do it if he wants to practice the ruthless way, if he doesn't want to seek immortality, let him do it.

Moreover, although my own recovery has nothing to do with the protagonist, according to the plot of the original book, if the protagonist wants to confirm his relationship, he has to use him to practice.

Now he doesn't want the two of them to have emotional entanglements, otherwise they will always come to beat him in the future.

But he has already interfered once, although he didn't force Xiaoyue to do something with Ye Rongxue, but he still persuaded him in that direction intentionally or unintentionally. This time, although I don't want the two to get together again, it's better to keep silent.

What's more, Xiaoyue is actually quite worry-free. Isn't he going to learn the way of ruthlessness?

After thinking about it, I didn't know what to say to Xiaoyue, so I just patted him on the shoulder: "I'll talk about it when I get back, but you can ask me something along the way."

Fu Ting said that it was Ye Rongxue who borrowed Qing Heng, and he wanted to know why Ye Rongxue borrowed him, and if she was looking for him now.

Xiaoyue agreed and left soon.

He came back very quickly, going in the morning and returning at night, and when he came back he was full of energy, with bright lights shining in his eyes.

Yanjin looked at his expression and knew something good was going on: "Why, Xiaoyou passed the test?"

"This..." Mentioning this, Yue Xiaohan's eyes dimmed, "No."

"Xiaoyou is also a miscellaneous spirit root?"

"No, he doesn't have spiritual roots, so no matter how hard he practices, he won't have a chance." Yue Xiaohan looked at the young boy beside him, raised his hand and stroked his back as a comfort, "It's okay, cultivating immortality is not the only way to go. , let's have a good time now."

Xiaoyou nodded: "Brother Yue, don't worry, I'm not sad."

Yanjin looked at Yue Xiaohan: "Then you..."

You seem to be very happy today, did something good happen to you?

Xiao You replied for the first time: "Brother Yue has taken a fancy to his master."

!!!

Yanjin stabilized the wheelchair: "What?"

Yue Xiaohan was shocked and hurriedly covered Xiaoyou's mouth, then waved his hand again: "No, no, it's not the one who likes it, hey Xiaoyou, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." His face flushed anxiously, "I just thought that The master has a green face and can ward off evil spirits with a stick of fangs, but today I heard from the brothers that he is very handsome, and the paintings on the outside are all fake."

"Of course." Yan Jin was not surprised, isn't it obvious, the protagonist can't be unattractive because of him, but, I tried so hard to describe his beauty before, didn't you feel indifferent?

Xiaoyue continued: "Also, everyone said that he has a very good temper. He almost always responds to his disciples' requests and never loses his temper."

"Really?" It was Qing Heng who asked the question, "I heard that he is very indifferent. He never interacts with his disciples much, and he doesn't talk too much. One look makes people shiver. The disciples want to hide when they see him. far away."

"Probably... he is more severe with your swords?" Yue Xiaohan said, "But today so many disciples say that he is very kind, and it is true that he doesn't talk much, but he is not indifferent."

He explained and laughed again: "My luck is really good. I met a kind and strong master. I don't want to practice the way of ruthlessness anymore. I want to practice hard with him."

Yan Jin understood something else from the phrase "practice well with him", and seeing Xiaoyue's longing expression, he couldn't help stroking his eyebrows: Why are you always not on the same channel as me?