Two tall unicorns were running between the mountain roads. Rugged mountain roads are as smooth as a rock for this unicorn. The unicorn in front was carrying a middle-aged man, it was Chu Feilong. The unicorn behind is Chu Xiaoji, holding Chu Feiyan in his arms. The beautiful woman Xu Tianqing stepped on a flying sword and flew at low altitude.
Chu Feiyan's eyes never left Xu Tianqing's side along the way. Wherever she flew her little head would turn. It wasn't just her as a child, even Chu Xiaoyi had secretly glanced at the "fairy" many times. Flying with a sword, this is something that many people dare not even dream about, and it is now happening around them. No wonder mortals are envious.
Chu Feilong said: "Junior sister, what you are stepping on is a 'spiritual sword'."
Xu Tianqing said: "It's not a spiritual sword, how can it fly? It's a spiritual sword of course." Although she has achieved extraordinary cultivation, she can't help but feel a little proud in her heart when she feels those fiery eyes that she has never seen in the world. Then he said: "Master has been forging this spiritual sword for three years. Its grade has almost reached the peak of spiritual weapons."
Chu Feilong smiled and said, "Master still loves you the most."
Xu Tianqing put on the air of a little girl and said, "Do I love you? It's been twenty years since you left. Does this old man want to love you enough?"
Chu Feilong was speechless. Then he said, "Let's take a rest here. We've been traveling all day and this unicorn is tired."
Xu Tianqing said: "A unicorn travels thousands of miles in a day. How long have you been running for? Why are you tired? Are you worried that your daughter is tired?"
Chu Feilong was told that he was thinking too much, but he didn't know how to answer the question. It is true that Chu Feiyan was the most sensitive to Xu Tianqing.
"It's almost here anyway, so there's no rush."
Xu Tianqing said: "Do you still remember where the master's gate is? I thought you had forgotten it a long time ago."
Chu Feilong was speechless again.
Chu Xiao has made a rescue and said: "Sister Tianqing, I am indeed a little tired. And the adult is injured. Why don't we just rest for a while and let the unicorn eat something."
After getting along for a day, Xu Tianqing had a good impression of Chu Xiaoyi. Then he said: "Well, since Xiao is tired, let's take a rest."
Chu Feilong breathed a sigh of relief. A few people were enjoying the shade under the shade of a tree, and a unicorn was placed in the forest to eat green grass.
Chu Feiyan ran to Xu Tianqing and sat down. She didn't say anything, but her body leaned tightly against Xu Tianqing's body, and her two little hands were placed on Xu Tianqing's legs obediently. Xu Tianqing was stunned for a moment, but the softness in her heart was instantly ignited by this little guy. The little prejudice against her in my heart melted instantly.
"Little Feiyan, you are so cute." She touched Chu Feiyan's little head. But she found that Chu Feiyan's pigtails were tied crookedly. Qi said: "Who put these braids on Fei Yan? Where are these eyes?"
Chu Feilong was too frightened to say anything.
Xu Tianqing braided Chu Feiyan's hair again. Then she said: "Oh, Xiaobao's face is dirty. Come on, aunt will take you to wash your little face." She picked up Chu Feiyan and walked towards the distant river. Chu Feiyan was dependent on this strange aunt for unknown reasons. Two small arms were wrapped around her neck, and they fell into her arms. Xu Tianqing loves this little guy even more.
Seeing Xu Tianqing walking away, Chu Xiaojia touched Chu Feilong lightly and winked at him, which meant. "Sir, that one is really hard to mess with."
Chu Feilong nodded in agreement.
"Sir, your junior sister doesn't seem to be very friendly towards you..."
"Hey, Xiaoji, don't mention it." He glanced at the direction Xu Tianqing left, and then said: "I was in my twenties when I was in high spirits. I heard about the war between the seven kingdoms and the people's livelihood, so I determined to serve the country. He wanted to contribute, so he left the sect. Who knew that the war would last twenty years? Twenty years...how could the people in the sect not blame him! Huh? What kind of look do you have!"
Chu Xiaoji said: "I believe it, I believe it!"
Chu Feilong said angrily: "When I left the school, Tianqing was only ten years old. Can the thoughts of a ten-year-old child be taken seriously?"
"So you have gotten married and had children these years. But I didn't expect that my junior sister will still miss you."
Chu Feilong felt a faint pain in his heart when he was hit by Chu Xiaoji's words. "Seven years ago, we went to war with Qi. After we returned from the victory, Ruoyan had passed away due to illness. This is an eternal pain in my heart. Although my junior sister has a deep love for me, how could I... .”
Chu Xiaoji said: "Sir, the deceased is gone, and the young lady seems... I feel that although the young lady is young, she understands Sister Tianqing's feelings for you."
"You mean, Yan'er is..." Chu Feilong was shocked.
Chu Xiao has understood that this is enough, the rest needs Chu Feilong to figure out slowly, and there is no rush. Deliberately asked: "Sir, what is the origin of the flying sword that Sister Tianqing stepped on just now?"
"You kid! The reason why I brought you into the master this time is to guide you. I will gradually teach you about the world of cultivation. The so-called 'spiritual weapon' is the best magic weapon used by cultivators. .You now know that mortal weapons cannot cause harm to cultivators. Therefore, the weapons of cultivators are all refined by monks. The lowest and most common weapon is the 'finished weapon', my dragon chanting sword , then it is a finished instrument.”
"What! Your Dragon Song Sword has killed countless enemies on the battlefield and is indestructible, but it is actually the lowest level?"
"Higher grade weapons are used in the mortal world, those with a core that hurt the sky. The hardness and sharpness of the finished weapon cannot be compared with the mortal weapons. The higher grade is the 'real weapon', the damage range of this weapon If the strength and strength are used in a mortal war, it will be massacre. It must not be used. The next higher level is a 'spiritual weapon'. Weapons of this level can also be called spiritual treasures. At least they must be knotted. It can only be refined by alchemy monks. It is rare in the world of cultivation. Monks can control the spirit treasure to fly. The value of the spirit treasure is immeasurable. It is a good thing that monks dream of. "
Chu Xiao's heart was filled with excitement when he heard it, and his eyes were shining brightly. It seemed that he had the ability to fly with a sword.
Chu Feilong smiled and said: "Xiaoji, the war in the mortal world has subsided. I have nothing to miss. This time when I return to the master's door, I may not be born again. If you have the spiritual root of cultivation, then Stay in my school and practice well with me."
Chu Xiao was overjoyed. Now I thank the King of Chu.
At this time, a golden light flashed in the sky, and an old Taoist wielding a sword came. He yelled: "You should be slower, my old man almost didn't catch up."
