Daoting took out the gift box from Wang Jingzhu. "Uncle Master, this is a meeting gift given to you by Miss Wang. Kung Fu, Tianyuan Technique. I will keep it for you until you come out of seclusion..."
Before Daoting finished speaking, light and shadow suddenly swayed on the cliff, and an invisible force came from the cliff. The brocade box held by Daoting disappeared and disappeared into the light and shadow in an instant.
The light and shadow disappeared, and the cliff became an ordinary stone wall again.
Daoting's face was slightly red. He originally planned to keep it as his own, but he didn't expect that his uncle would not agree.
Wang Jingzhu was stunned. Let me take a stab at it, are you really alive? My brother, you are amazing! Guan Xiaoheiwu has not died for more than two hundred years?
She couldn't help but think about it. If this sworn brother is not easy to fool and uses his status as an elder brother to bully her, how should she fight back?
Daoting and Wang Jingzhu bowed and prepared to leave.
Suddenly a voice as gentle as jade came from inside the cliff.
"Dao Ting, although the interests of the sect are important, we must not be obsessed with them and go astray."
Daoting bent down deeply and said "yes" respectfully. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. It seemed that his uncle had a strong opinion on this matter and was very dissatisfied with him.
The cliff shook again, and light and shadow floated again.
A small jade sword floated out from the light and shadow and fell into Wang Jingzhu's hands.
The small jade sword is purple in color and is only the size of a palm. The hilt and body of the sword are imprinted with complex runes. There is a pink-purple brilliance around the jade sword that disappears and appears.
The pink-purple brilliance means that this is a sub-immortal weapon. The purple color is slightly lighter, and it should be a low-grade sub-immortal weapon.
Daoting's eyes nearly popped out. This low-grade sub-immortal weapon is coveted by many people in the sect.
Due to the rules of heaven, objects such as immortal weapons cannot be sent down from the upper realm. The highest level thing in this world is the sub-immortal weapon.
The Wentian Sect has a rich background, but there are really not many sub-immortal weapons. They can be counted on the palm of one's hand. Who wouldn't be greedy! After all, no one in Wentian Sect has successfully ascended, no one is in the upper realm, and no one sends them sub-immortal weapons from the upper realm.
The sect's little inventory was obtained by the ancestors who worked very hard. Take the one Jing Wen gave to Wang Jingzhu, for example. It was an apology given by Jing Wen for his survival after fighting with the Demon Emperor for three days and three nights, until the Demon Emperor couldn't get up.
How many juniors in the sect are thinking eagerly, emmmmm...
Unexpectedly, my uncle actually gave it to Wang Jingzhu!
Daoting really wants to snatch it away!
"My sister, this sword is named Ziyan. I have accompanied my brother in battles for many years. I give it to you today to fulfill the obligation of brother and sister to you."
Wang Jingzhu held the small jade sword Ziyan and smiled so hard that her teeth disappeared. She had always wanted a good flying sword. She originally wanted to make a few more years of money and get a super-grade spiritual weapon flying sword. She didn't expect her sworn brother to be so generous and throw over a sub-immortal weapon when they met.
This is a treasure that even money cannot buy.
"Thank you, brother!" Wang Jingzhu said sincerely, and bowed again.
With the flying sword given by the other party, even if Jing Wen asked her to supply Wentian Sect original wine for free in the future, Wang Jingzhu would hold her nose and throw it away.
There was no sound from the cliff.
"Uncle Master, Dao Ting retires." Dao Ting flew away with his sword.
Wang Jingzhu understood that Daoting was so angry that he deliberately left her here and refused to take her back. Not angry either. He smiled and said, "Brother, Dao Ting is jealous! Hehe. Brother, don't worry about retreating. With me here, Wentian Sect will definitely become the richest sect in the world!"
Jing Wen gave him such a good gift, so he should help him take care of Wentianzong more.
"Brother, I'm leaving." Wang Jingzhu waved his hand towards the cliff, activated the realm card, and teleported back to Lanxi Shangyuan.
She had to refine Ziyan quickly to avoid anything going wrong. If someone snatches it away before you can cover it up, you will be furious.
Two hours later.
Wang Jingzhu was floating in the sky above the villa. With a thought, a small jade sword emerged from her heart, quickly grew in size and turned into a one-meter-long flying sword.
There is a purple halo like smoke on both sides of the sword.
Wang Jingzhu stepped on the sword, and the sword itself became half a foot wide. The purple halo on both sides swung up and down, like a swallow flapping its wings.
No wonder this sword is called "Purple Swallow"!
Treasures of sub-immortal level and above, whether they are equipment, weapons, or other auxiliary equipment, can be put into the body and warmed by the body after being refined and recognized.
If kept properly, the quality of the treasure can be improved.
If the treasure is damaged in battle, it can be slowly repaired as long as it is warmed and maintained within the body, without the need to go to a refiner for repairs.
Wang Jingzhu had already learned the art of sword control, and now that he had a flying sword, of course he had to try flying with it.
Whoosh!
Carrying Wang Jingzhu, the Purple Yan Sword turned into a ball of purple light and flew away, breaking the speed of sound in an instant.
"Ah!" Wang Jingzhu was startled, lost her mind, and plunged into the Lanxi River with her sword.
Several fishermen on the shore were startled when they heard the sound of falling into the water, and hurriedly shouted to save people.
Wang Jingzhu emerged from the water and waved to them. For fear of scaring them, she could only swim back to the shore and trot back to Lanxi Shangyuan.
Meng Dun looked at Wang Jingzhu, who was all wet, and felt a little dizzy. Shouldn't the young lady be in the village? When did she come down the mountain? There may be a loophole in the security, and it needs to be investigated immediately!
Wang Jingzhu hurriedly went back to change clothes, ignoring Meng Dun's panic, nodded slightly to him, and flew away.
Once you enter Lanxi Shangyuan, you don't have to worry about being seen.
She flew directly into the air, this time without using Ziyan, and flew back to the villa in her physical body.
Meng Dun slapped his thigh. He finally understood where the security loopholes were! In the air! There is no defense in the air!
"Ah, Miss Wang was flying just now?!!!" a security guard exclaimed.
Meng Dun said: "Our lady is not afraid of thunder, so it doesn't matter if she can fly! She is a disciple of an immortal!"
Another security guard murmured: "I think the lady herself is a fairy."
Yes, the lady herself is a fairy.
We are guarding the gate for the gods, we are so happy!
"Xiao Xian, do me a favor!" Wang Jingzhu hurriedly changed her clothes and went downstairs.
Lin Xiaoxian, who was meditating in the hall on the first floor, stopped practicing when she heard this and turned to look at Wang Jingzhu.
Wang Jingzhu threw a USB flash drive to Lin Xiaoxian. "Let your people from Special Affairs Division 11 print all the pictures here into a one-meter-long large poster. It needs to be three-dimensional and use the most advanced printing technology. Do you understand?"
Lin Xiaoxian caught the USB flash drive and made an OK gesture to Wang Jingzhu. "Do you want it framed?"
Wang Jingzhu didn't expect this. "Would it look better if framed?"
"Of course! If it's not framed, it's a photo. If it's framed, it's a work of art." Lin Xiaoxian stood up, walked to the door, took the shoes from the shoe cabinet, and put them on. When she opened an online store, she studied the business market and had a little understanding of it.
"Okay, let's frame it." Wang Jingzhu thought for a while, "Frame it like a scroll." She suddenly remembered the spiritual papers that King Chu gave her.
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