Heaven and earth float day and night

The runes burned in the quiet room, as bright as a scorching sun.

Every stroke in the quiet room was carved by Su Jiugui himself. He was still an immortal when he carved it, and it was at the peak of his cultivation.

The quiet room became an alchemy furnace, and the formations moved in unison, as if the fire was burning to a vigorous place, the quiet room heated up rapidly, and a wave of scorching heat rushed in.

Zhang Nu, a little cotton spirit, was almost discovered as a prototype.

Cotton was already leaking from half of his body, he barely held on to the door frame to stabilize himself, and then froze.

"This--"

His white eyelashes trembled, and the dimple curled up around his wrist was tightly entwined.

There was a blood-red mark between his eyebrows, and he took a drop of the dragon's blood, and the blood flowed out and flowed to the eyebrow peak, chasing white but ignoring his own injury.

There is a person suspended above him.

To be precise, that's not a person, it's a... child.

Only about nine years old, wearing a large white robe, with a layer of pale golden light around him, sitting cross-legged in the sky above Zhubai, looking down at him with an indifferent expression, like a sharpened knife.

This man has seen it himself.

In Sujia Village in the dream, he looked exactly like Su Jiugui when he was a child, equally cold and indifferent to everything.

Probably because he became a sword spirit, he was even colder than before.

Zhubai narrowed his eyes, thinking he was still dreaming, "Master?"

Su Jiugui didn't answer him, or even respond.

"This..." Zhang Nu regained his composure and stammered, "Immortal Venerable?"

Su Jiugui glanced at him when he heard the words, Zhang Nu seemed to be nailed in place by a knife, and he didn't dare to move in a daze.

Zhang Nu still remembered that when he leaned in Su Jiugui's arms before, the immortal treated him kindly, and he had never looked at him like this before.

Su Jiugui didn't know himself, nor did he know Zhubai.

Is this Su Jiugui?

Zhang Nu couldn't help taking half a step back, and asked cautiously, "Your Highness, what did you recruit back?"

Zhubai closed her eyes, with a dead face, always feeling that something was wrong, wishing to sleep and wake up to do it again.

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Zhubai was inevitably a little disappointed, he had searched all over the classics, but he had never heard of a person's spiritual consciousness being able to attach to a utensil.

Sword spirits are cultivated into spirits by themselves, what if Su Jiugui fails in this move?

How can a person be considered a person?From Zhubai's point of view, it is not a soul or a physical body, nor is it spiritual consciousness.

but memory.

The reason why Su Jiugui is Su Jiugui is because of his past experience, but the sword spirit is like a blank sheet of paper, no matter what he tells him, he doesn't know anything.

He doesn't even know himself.

His gaze will not stop for a moment because of Zhubai, he sees Zhubai with the same gaze as Zhang Nu.

Is he Su Jiugui?It's still because of not putting out Su Jiugui's face.

Zhubai stared at the dimple on his wrist, the dimple was afraid of him, so it curled up into a thin black thread and wrapped it around his wrist, pretending to be dead.

He tried to dream again, but he couldn't find Su Jiugui in the dream, and the master disappeared from his dream.

Zhubai tried to find Snake Girl again, but Snake Girl and Huo Qing never appeared in Zhubai's sea of ​​consciousness from beginning to end.

Zhubai even felt that the snake girl was not in his mind.

Could it be that the snake girl has been living in Su Jiugui's sea of ​​consciousness and didn't give it to him?

Zhubai dare not make too much of a big deal, maybe it will be a big dream in the end, all this is just a dream, only in the dream can the master come back to life.

And he still didn't wake up from the dream.

But the little sword spirit was already out, Zhu Bai couldn't push him back.

Little Sword Spirit sat on the edge of the bed, his two thin legs were hanging so that he couldn't even touch the ground.

Before Zhubai, in his dream, he hastily dealt with Su Jiugui when he was a child, and he didn't have time to get along with him carefully.

Zhubai remembered in a daze that this unparalleled monster was almost sold into a brothel by his father when he was a child, his arms were covered with scars from being beaten by iron combs, and he didn't live a good life for a few days when he was a child.

Su Jiugui's childhood was nothing but pain.

The little sword spirit has good-looking eyebrows, but there is a sense of coldness, he can't tell what kind of race he is at a glance, he just feels that he is not ordinary.

Zhubai's heart broke, and he planned to raise him as a child.

Regardless of whether he is Su Jiugui or not, this kid is always happy.

The little sword spirit has been back to life for three days. For three days, he didn't eat, drink or speak. Zhang Nu didn't know how to serve him even if he wanted to serve him.

Zhang Nu asked softly, "Why is it so small?"

Zhubai touched the center of his eyebrows, there had been scabs, and said: "Sword spirits have been raised since childhood."

This is not just nonsense, just like raising a loyal dog, you have to raise it from a young age. Sword spirits and spirits are usually children, and they can become adults after they are enlightened.

Before realizing that line, the sword spirit is usually ignorant and ignorant, and can't even speak.

As for how long it takes to transform a spirit into an adult, I have inquired about it one by one, and some sword spirits are still children over 500 years old.

Zhubai tried to channel his spiritual power, but it was a fairy sword, and the magic energy had no effect on him.

He wanted to ask Uncle Pu Yun for help, but he was afraid of causing trouble.

Zhang Nu looked quietly, the little sword spirit looked calm, but he didn't seem to have much spiritual power.

In Zhang Nu's heart, Su Jiugui is a fairy descended from the earth, he can turn out flowers for you in any situation, and he is not the same person as the little sword spirit in front of him.

Zhang Nu felt a chill in his heart, and somewhat understood what Zhubai was thinking. From hope to disappointment, not everyone could bear this kind of tossing.

Zhang Nucai had just experienced the feeling of Zhubai, and asked in a low voice: "Is this really a fairy?"

Zhubai said in a muffled voice: "I don't know, let's raise him as a sword spirit."

Zhubai didn't dare to treat the person in front of him as Su Jiugui, but regarded him as Su Jiugui's relic left to him.

Or as Su Jiugui's child left to him.

Su Jiugui raised Zhubai once, and it's okay for Zhubai to raise him again.

Zhubai was raised by others since he was a child, and he has never raised anything himself, for fear of raising a sword spirit to death.

Little Sword Spirit is easier to raise than anyone else, he is neither noisy nor annoying.

In contrast, Zhubai pestered him more, and wanted to say a few words to him when he was caught, about how the weather was recently, and about the situation of those people.

Little Sword Spirit sits cross-legged in meditation, which is a bit like a master, no matter when or what the situation is, he is practicing.

Sitting opposite him babbling in boredom.

"Wen Qizhen went to be Hongliu's puppy." Zhubai tentatively told him about the past, hoping that the little sword spirit would react.

Little Sword Spirit is meditating.

"Hongliu went to kill the emperor, and Wen Qi went with her." Zhubai said.

Little Sword Spirit glanced at him lightly, as if he thought he was annoying.

Zhubai: "The apprentices you raised are really capable. I think the world will be turned upside down by them."

Hearing that Hongliu had already entered the imperial capital, Mo Lin was very busy.

Hongliu didn't know what kind of trouble he was going to cause, and Longlin could only save his life.

Thinking of this, he sighed in vain, how could he worry about Su Jiugui's two apprentices, and at the same time worry about the problems he left for himself.

He didn't even know if Little Sword Spirit was Su Jiugui.

Zhubai seems to be wishful thinking, unable to get out of Su Jiugui's departure, and is still dreaming.

Little Sword Spirit didn't speak, Zhubai became a soliloquy. He felt that if Su Jiugui was reborn, he would want to hear this.

"Your friend Ji Yuanchu has returned to the way of magic again."

"He fights with Mo Lin, and both losers. He looks like a fool who is entangled to death and never ends."

They are still fighting against each other, Ji Yuanchu was not accepted by Bulaoshan, and it was the demons who could give him a place to stay.

Hongliu entered the imperial capital, and Ji Yuanchu protected her in the imperial capital.

Zhubai can't talk to himself for too long, he can only change the topic and ask, "Are you hungry?"

Little Sword Spirit looked at him like a fool.

Sword Spirit doesn't need to eat or drink.

Suddenly, Zhubai raised his hand and touched his little ears, Su Jiugui avoided it with a cold face.

"Touch it." Zhubai said, "Let me touch it."

The little sword spirit looked cold, glanced at him, and then really stopped in place to be touched by him.

Probably because Zhubai is the master of immortality, so although the sword spirit is indifferent, he can't refuse Zhubai's request.

After getting along for a long time, Zhubai can see some subtle differences, Jian Ling is closer to himself than to Zhang Nu.

After nightfall, he slept day by day, and the sword spirit hung cross-legged next to him to meditate and practice, as if protecting him.

People will be affected by the host. Su Jiugui will be affected by the weakness of the fox spirit if he is parasitic on the fox spirit. If he is really on Buxi, he should also be affected by a sword.

For example, he couldn't refuse his master, and he couldn't fight back at anything he said.

"I will be your father from now on." Zhubai boasted without shame.

This is not an exaggeration, if the little sword spirit stays this cold all his life, he can't be regarded as Su Jiugui by Zhubai, it's fine to raise him as a son.

"Your surname is Bai." Zhubai wanted him to take his surname.

Little Sword Spirit's eyes were very cold, Zhu Bai wanted to tease him, "Let's call him Bai Jiu."

"Take one word from me, and one word from your mother." Zhubai spoke endlessly, regarding himself as Jian Ling's father and Su Jiugui as his mother.

It is actually true to say that, because Buxie has two masters, and the two spirit powers in his sword body, half are given to him by Su Jiu, and the other half are given to him by Zhubai.

The immortal sword spirit is Su Jiugui, but he took a drop of the dragon's blood.

Little Sword Spirit had a cold face, and when he heard that Su Jiugui was his mother, he really wanted to kick him.

But because of his instinct, he couldn't do it at all.

After seeing his aggrieved appearance, he finally smiled.

He somewhat understands why people like to raise cats and dogs and children, because the most fun time is just for a short time.

Zhubai was disappointed at first, but now he is somewhat relieved.

Regardless of whether the little sword spirit is Su Jiugui or not, Zhubai has made money.

In the past, Su Jiugui always wanted to replenish him, but now Zhubai wanted to replenish him. What Su Jiugui didn't have when he was a child, Zhubai wanted to give him.

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The author has something to say:

Zhubai: Where is my master?What about a master like me?

There's more to come, it's over today

感谢在2022-04-2513:22:11~2022-04-2615:17:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 49199389, hungry and want to eat 1 piece of meat;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Qingyi, hungry and want to eat 20 bottles of meat; qww, 暁暁 chick 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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