Something's wrong with my sword spirit

In the past two days, the things under the pillow and the newly grown things have been consumed together. Yanjin has been in better spirits recently, thinking about renovating their home every day.

They still often sleep on the second floor of the small attic. He planted a slide to lean against the balcony on the second floor, so that his immortals can not only fly down, but also slide down.

Xianzun likes it very much, and skates several times a day, but he is also very confused: "I am not a child."

"Who said adults can't play?" He pointed to the empty grass in front of the cabin, "I still want to install a playground there."

"What is a playground?"

"Probably there are swings, trampolines, climbing ladders, etc., and there will be a lot of plush balls on the ground, and the room is full of various colors." He tried his best to recall the playground he had seen in another world, "there are many colorful floating above. Stars and so on, in short, let’s arrange them first, and pretend to be whatever you have.”

Xianzun said that there is no need to trouble, but his eyes are shining, and he is very yearning.

He wanted to laugh again, obviously he has a very lively temperament, he must have been suffocated after living in the fairy mountain for hundreds of years watching the snow alone.

While planting building materials, I bought some at the same time. The framework of the playground was quickly completed. Only the fairy can play alone. At most, he can be added. It doesn’t need to be too big. The area is almost twice the size of the small attic. The outer wall is a round bamboo and wood wall, painted with colorful paints, painted by Xianzun himself, including some flowers and small animals.

There are many things in it that cannot be bought here, so he has to grow them, and sometimes he also makes them himself. There are not many materials nearby. He went to the deep mountains a few times, and the beasts in the mountains saw him avoiding him. Hook your fingers, and some birds and beasts with aura immediately go to look for him.

On the second floor of the attic, Qing Hengjian would occasionally be pressed under the pillow. Ye Xianzun used to cultivate his soul inside, and Yan Jin had to repair the sword body to heal his soul. Even though they have left, the soul consciousness can still enter.

So sometimes when doing bad things, he would grab the blade of the sword and "snap" it to dissipate his figure.

Flame Ember: "..."

He had no choice but to sit on the bed with folded arms and look at the sword: "Come out!"

The blade of the sword flew up and circled him: "If you can't come out, you can't come out, how about you?"

"Okay, don't come out if you can." He straightened his clothes, took the sword out of its scabbard, picked it up and walked out.

Seeing him walking out of the courtyard, Jian body became nervous: "Where are you going?"

"Heh..." He walked into the deep mountains with his sword in hand, and ordered the beasts and beasts along the way, "Everyone avoid them."

So the herd of beasts in the mountain retreated, and it was quiet.

He walked into a broad-leaved forest, this broad leaf was huge, almost capable of carrying people, and was soft to the touch, he put his sword on a broad leaf that had just fallen, and pressed it to prevent him from flying: "It still won't come out, will it?"

The sword shrank a little: "You... you took off the scabbard, how do you let me get out?"

Yanjin smiled: "I did it on purpose."

"you……"

"Integrate with heaven and earth, and be close to all things." He stroked the head of the sword, "Come out."

The man showed up reluctantly and looked around: "Will no one come?"

"No." He leaned down.

As the moon rose, he walked back with the person in his arms, who was wrapped in his coat, so tired that he didn't want to talk.

Back in the courtyard, I saw several disciples waiting at the door.

The disciples all bowed their heads in accordance with the principle of "do not see evil".

The person in his arms was already fast asleep, Yanjin wrapped his clothes tighter, making sure that nothing was exposed, and walked into the courtyard from among these people: "Why, what are you guys not sure about?"

The disciples hurriedly said: "I really didn't intend to disturb Shangshen and Master, but another puppet appeared, and we couldn't stimulate its life gate."

"This puppet's gate of life is also tears, and this one is as timid as a mouse. You can beat him until he cries. Did the one open up wasteland last time?"

"Oh, it's finished blooming, and the seedlings have been planted."

"Well, I think at this time, it should be the season for picking lotus root. After controlling this one, let the two of them pick lotus root for the people of Qi'an Town."

The disciples agreed, but Nuo Nuo did not leave, he raised his eyes: "Is there anything else?"

A disciple stepped forward: "That's right, this is already the second puppet. We want to find out who is behind it as soon as possible. I don't know... Maybe God can give some guidance?"

"Even if you can find it, you are not opponents. Save your lives and subdue that puppet first." There was wind in the courtyard, and he carried the man into the house, "Is there anything else you want to say to your master?" , shall I convey it for you?"

They hesitated for a moment, and looked at each other: "Brother Yu, let us tell you that there will be a class from Master in Immortal Sect tomorrow."

"Okay." He closed the door and put him on the bed.

When it was almost dawn, he called out softly, "It's time to get up."

Xianzun opened his eyes and looked: "It's still early."

"But your apprentice sent you a letter asking you to go to class today." He brought breakfast into the room.

Ye Rongxue rubbed her eyes and sat up: "I've become more and more sleepy recently."

He handed over the clothes and smiled slightly: "Okay, be more restrained in the future."

"It's okay, just get more sleep, I have to get up early today, there's nothing I can do about it." Immortal Venerable got up in a daze, and he regained some energy after eating. When Yun was summoned, he had to pick a branch and walk away.

There is a class all day today. Ye Rongxue finished his morning class and went back to Luoxuezhu to rest at noon. He wanted to continue to catch up on sleep, but the head teacher and other immortals hadn't seen him for a long time. After seeing him come back after a long time, they all gathered in Luoxue build.

He had no choice but to brace himself to deal with it. The head teacher relied on his strengths and was more worried. Seeing his appearance, he was worried: "You haven't been bullied, have you?"

"No, I just feel tired." He hinted, so, can you go first and let me take a nap?

"Oh." Everyone didn't receive the hint.

He continued: "I'm still very spiritless."

"oh oh."

He was startled, and simply stated: "I want to rest."

"oh oh."

"..."

So why don't they go?

Everyone looked at each other, gathered together to discuss for a while, a fairy was pushed out, staggered a few steps and stood still, but couldn't retreat, so he had to bite the bullet and smiled at him: "It's like this, Junior Brother Ye , that is to say, although you were the one who sealed the god at the beginning, Chen Mingzong arranged for you to go, you really don't have to take all the responsibility on yourself, and you don't have to sacrifice yourself so much, you know?"

"Huh?" Ye Rongxue didn't quite understand.

I mean... sacrificing myself?

"That's right." The man said, "If there is an unreasonable request, you must refuse it, and don't compromise."

Ye Rongxue was slightly startled: "I don't have any."

Everyone hesitated: "Are you really not wronged, then why are you so tired?"

He frowned: "No, I did it voluntarily, and I also enjoyed it." He said slowly, "He thinks like this, and I think too. Sometimes he doesn't want me to think about it, so just For example, once..."

"Ahem..." The head teacher quickly interrupted him, "Okay, we know that Junior Brother Ye has not been wronged, let's all go."

However, everyone didn't leave: "What happened once, Junior Brother Ye, tell me, don't stop at a critical moment."

"Once..."

"What are you talking about?" The head teacher interrupted again, "Be pure-minded and ascetic, let me go!"

Everyone was yelled away, and when they left, they murmured and complained to each other: "Xianmen didn't ask for abstinence."

"That's right, listen to what's going on?"

After they left, Ye Rongxue could finally go to sleep, and she muttered before going to bed: "Yeah, I haven't finished talking yet, am I talking about raising small animals? I feed an animal every day, so I won't be tired." Ah, I wanted to feed them voluntarily, I don't think they are noisy, I enjoy it, so why should I feel wronged?"

He lay down slowly: "He wants to raise another kitten, I also want to, but he doesn't want to raise a parrot anymore, he said he can tell, but I still think, parrots are very cute, for example Once, that parrot said something I dare not say."

He closed his eyes, slightly bent the corners of his mouth, thinking about what the parrot said, and blushed again for no reason.

After taking a nap, he continued to attend class. After the class, he walked out of the Hall of Passion, and saw that there were still no clouds in the sky.

If he didn't leave, all the disciples dared not leave. Some disciples said they would lend him a sword to step on. He thought about himself as the body of the sword, but he still didn't want to step on the sword. He was going to break another branch, but it hadn't been broken yet, and the sky suddenly darkened When it came down, it seemed that something blocked the light of the sky.

When everyone looked up, they saw that it was a huge flying boat with a canopy cabin, inlaid with colored glass, pearls and jade, and silk tassels moving lightly in the wind, with lights floating around.

Everyone was astonished, it was rare for a cultivator to take a flying boat, and it was also rare to see such a gorgeous flying boat that almost blinded the eyes.

The flying boat stopped above the Chuanxue Hall, and someone stood at the bow of the boat facing the wind, and stretched out his hand to the white-clothed immortal in front of the hall: "I'll pick you up."

Immediately there was a commotion all around, with exclamations and heckles, Ye Rongxue stretched out her hand in embarrassment, but she didn't realize when she was pulled into the boat: "Where is the flying boat?"

"I planted it, the ninth row grows. This time, what grows out is not a door, but a flying boat. I used the base to spawn it." He raised his sleeves, and the flying boat took off in the wind. The blocked sky light dispersed, and the hall fell again. A shimmer.

The two had left the fairy gate and were walking slowly in the blue sky. Ye Rongxue walked from one end of the flying boat to the other, touched the tassels hanging from the canopy, "You come to pick me up, just come directly, why bother?" ?”

"No trouble, I like it." He looked down at the feet, the long streets and small towns in the world, and when the smoke was light, he greeted people to the cabin, "Are you hungry, I brought food."

Ye Rongxue walked in and saw several dishes on the table: "I'll be home soon?"

Yanjin handed him the chopsticks and poured him tea: "This flying boat will disappear when we go back, why not make the best use of it and let it fly to the galaxy again?"

The person in front of him nodded: "Okay, okay."

After the flying boat passed through the fireworks in the world and went straight to the sky, the sky was already dusk, and the stars were shining, and it flowed beside the flying boat again.

The sky is vast and the galaxy is bright.

The world is changing, countless people come and go, but the mortal world is always full of people coming and going, lively and lively.

The flying boat was born in the bustling world, and it carried the two of them adrift in the uninhabited galaxy.

They have a paradise in the world alone, and get a leisurely tranquility in the hustle and bustle.

The Immortal Venerable leaned over to shake the stars: "Unfortunately, I couldn't bring you wine today."

"I brought it myself." Yan Jin smiled, picked up the jug and shook it.

Immortal Venerable looked back: "So you are all ready."

Yan Jin drank wine with the vast stars, and smiled while drinking: "You don't ask, what else have I prepared?"

Xianzun walked up to him and whispered in his ear: "I guess you..."