(God's perspective)
Jiang Lin, who fell down the mountain road, was not seriously injured. Fortunately, she activated her protective spell in time, and in the end she only had a little skin scratch.
"I must have seen the figure just now somewhere...but where exactly did I see it?"
Jiang Lin shook her head to regain consciousness, and then a white hand stretched out towards her.
Although the hands here are white, there are obvious calluses on them. This is the kind of hand that only forged iron swords can have.
"Jiang Lin, are you okay...Why did you fall from above? It's not like you..."
Jiang Lin raised her head and looked at the person who spoke. This person was Gongshu Jin.
"Uh... I was careless... Aren't you making swords at home? Why are you here in Jingling Mountain? I have to go... Are you here to deliver the sword?"
Jiang Lin understood in the next second.
"That's right...you want to find me?"
"Who...who wants to find you!" Jiang Lin stood up and stretched out her hand towards Gongshu Jin, "Give me the sword and you can go!"
"It's true that I'm here to give you a sword, but which sword do you want?"
"Fang Xin's one."
"I'm not here to give Fang Xin a sword today, so I didn't bring Fang Xin's one."
"...Forget it then." Jiang Lin turned around to leave, "I guess it hasn't been recast yet. I'll go back first."
"Wait Jiang Lin!"
Gongshu Jin grabbed Jiang Lin's sleeve, and Jiang Lin's heart beat suddenly.
Gongshu Jin also blushed, "Um, can you accompany me back to get Fang Xin's sword? It's almost finished recasting it. Can you wait for a while?"
"This...I..."
Jiang Lin didn't know how red her face was at this time.
Duan Xiwu, who saw the two of them making love to each other, had an indifferent expression on his face.
"I think they two are pretty good."
Zhan Hunxi didn't understand the whole story. He felt that Jiang Lin and Gongshu Jin were quite suitable.
"I don't think so...weak people will only be left behind. The two of them are destined not to stay together." Duan Xiwu closed his eyes and did not look at Jiang Lin. He knew that Jiang Lin liked someone, but he heard that The person has died. That person must be Gong Shujin.
In Jiang Lin's fantasy, does she want this man to live?
"I smell the smell of my old father."
Zhan Hunxi deliberately approached Duan Xiwu.
But then You Mingxiao Cangsheng grabbed Zhan Hunxi's neck.
"Of course I know you can't die, but I don't recommend smashing you into pieces until you can't speak!"
Duan Xiwu hates others calling him old. Although he has lived for hundreds of years, he is still childish.
"Okay! Okay! I shut up." Zhan Hunxi quickly covered his mouth.
Duan Xiwu opened his eyes and found that some black disgusting things were forming near Gongshu Jin.
"Let's go."
Duan Xi dodged away without using his spell, and Zhan Hunxi glanced ahead and dodged after him.
The two of them destroyed the newly generated disgusting things before Jiang Lin and Gongshu Jin found out.
At this time, Jiang Lin also agreed to go back to Gongshu Jin to get Fang Xin's sword.
"But before that, we need to send back the five or six swords here."
Gongshu Jin specially showed off the fairy sword he had reforged.
"As expected of you, the weapons are so beautiful and tough every time they are made."
"It was all taught well by my family. My craftsmanship is not as good as that of my ancestors."
"Too modesty is also a kind of conceitedness. If someone praises you, you should accept it happily."
Jiang Lin smiled slightly at Gong Shujin.
Gongshu Jin also smiled at Jiang Lin, "You have a beautiful smile."
"! Don't say that to me! I can't stand it!" Jiang Lin really couldn't stand this kind of praise.
"Huh? But you just said that you should accept compliments happily~"
Gongshu Jin smiled even more happily.
"No...praising someone here for being so realistic!"
"It's a fact that you look good when you smile."
Gongshu Jin said it seriously, and Jiang Lin became even more shy.
"You..." I was too shy to speak.
Gongshu Jin just looked at Jiang Lin with a smile. Although he was usually indifferent, Jiang Lin was actually a shy little girl at heart.
Duan Xiwu and the others were naturally followed by Jiang Lin and others.
At this time, Xiwu thought to himself, fortunately it was him who was here now. If Jianshuhe was here, he still doesn't know how to treat Gongshu Jin.
But it's one thing to protect Jiang Lin by yourself, and it's another thing to let Jian Shuhe know that Jiang Lin is alive.
The weak should be left alone.
Jiang Lin and Gongshu Jin came to the gate of the Immortal Sword Sect of Dao Zongmen. The disciples guarding the sect obtained the Immortal Sword from Gongshu Jin and handed it to other disciples to send to the owner of the Immortal Sword.
"I have troubled Gongshu Gongzi many times about the fairy sword." The gatekeeper said thank you to Gongshu Jin.
"Wherever, Gongshu's family has been forging swords for the Taoist immortals in Jingling Mountain for generations. It is our honor for you to use these immortal swords well."
Gongshu Jin also responded politely.
Jiang Lin looked at these disciples coldly.
Naturally, these disciples didn't like Jiang Lin very much. They only knew that Senior Sister Fang Xin had always been in contact with this indifferent little woman.
"I'll take the shift."
An even colder voice came from the side, and the gatekeeper quickly moved out of the way.
This person's appearance is peerless and beautiful, as if he were an immortal descended from the earth.
But the cold aura surrounding this person made people shiver.
"Okay! Come here!" The gatekeeper muttered after leaving, "Who is so unlucky to be in the same class as him? It's bad luck!"
Jiang Lin naturally knew this cold disciple who was banished to immortals. He was the spiritual realm Dao mentioned by Fang Xin.
Wait...Fang Xin is...yes...to the spiritual realm...
Jiang Lin became confused again, and she felt more and more strange.
Just write down some things later...
"What are you here for?"
At that time, the spiritual realm was only cold and not as violent as it is now, or perhaps in Jiang Lin's impression, his spiritual realm was an indifferent existence.
"We are here to deliver the fairy sword. We have already delivered it. Let's take our leave first." Gongshu Jin bowed and left.
"please--"
Lingjing Dao also replied politely, but his tone was not complimentary.
Even if Jiang Lin and the others went down the mountain again, Gongshu Jin proposed to go somewhere.
"Where to go?" Jiang Lin asked curiously.
"I heard there is another Valley of Divine Beasts in Lingshan here. I want to find a turtle named Jinhua."
"Jinhua? Is it that kind of mythical beast that can live for thousands of years?" Jiang Lin heard from Jian Shuhe that Jinhua's eggs can suppress evil spirits and exorcise evil spirits.
"That's right, there is another most magical casting material in history in the sword-making manual left by our ancestors - Jinhua's turtle shell. I heard that once it is added, magical things will happen. Some of the famous swords made by our ancestors are all added Got it."
Gongshu Jin's eyes lit up when he talked about this.
"You fool who only wants to forge swords!"
Jiang Lin joked.
Gongshu Jin turned around and hooked Jiang Lin's nose with his hand, "Then you are just a little fool who only wants to make medicine~"
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