There is a stone on top of the letter, which has been enchanted. There is no need to worry about the strong wind on the top of the mountain blowing the letter away.
He removed the charm from the stone, picked up the letter, opened it and read the ten lines at a glance.
It turned out that after she left Daoxian Peak, she left some things in the small courtyard. After the cleaning disciple found out, she sorted them all out and gave them to Zhou Tanzhi to deliver them.
However, Fu Zhu was in retreat at the time. The longer the time passed, the colder the air outside the cave became. Zhou Tanzhi had no choice but to stop there and put down the letter. She was also afraid that after she came out of seclusion, the letter would be blown away and she would not see it, and a layer of magic would be superimposed on it.
Fu Zhu removed the windproof cover and casually flipped through the wooden box. There was actually nothing important inside, but it was organized very neatly.
Fu Zhu picked up the wooden box and accidentally kicked something at his feet. With a grunt, he rolled towards the edge of the cliff.
Fu Zhu hurriedly cast a spell to intercept the object that was about to roll down the cliff. It is a white jade round potted plant with two slender flat leaves. The tips of the leaves are yellow and look like they are about to fall off.
When did she start raising potted plants? Fu Zhu picked up the potted plant in confusion, thought about it, put it on the wooden box and carried it back to his residence.
Even after watering, Xiaoye will still die. Fu Zhu took out the spiritual spring liquid rewarded by the leader from the storage bag and put a drop of it in. The withered yellow color of the leaf tips seemed to have receded a bit.
"It seems useful..." Fu Zhu muttered to himself. Seeing that Xiaoye came to life, he ignored it, put the spiritual spring liquid aside, and set off to Zhiyun Peak.
The scenery of Zhiyun Peak changes in four seasons, with flowers blooming in spring, shady forests in summer, golden ginkgo trees in autumn, and heavy snowfall in winter. It is the most beautiful peak in Zhenshan Mountain. Especially in the evening, when the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the clouds, the clouds are like brocade and the flowing clouds are like weaving, so it is called weaving clouds.
When Fu Zhu arrived, the Zhiyun Peak disciples had just finished sword practice and were resting. They were sitting on the ground in groups, discussing the gossip about Zhenshan.
Fu Zhu didn't want to eavesdrop, but their words still reached her ears involuntarily. Only then did Fu Zhu know that such a big change had happened on the mountain after she had been in seclusion for a while.
Zhu Qingyi, Zhou Zhao, and Qian Sanbao, who originally formed a team with Senior Brother Zhou, naturally joined Yunzhi Peak. Although they were only registered disciples, they became direct senior brothers with Zhou Tanzhi.
Chen Hongjin, who was number one in the outer sect, was accepted as a direct disciple by Elder Yinling. Fu Zhu was not surprised by this news. Although Elder Yin Ling is not a direct lineage of their Sword Sect, she has already entered the Void Refining Realm and can be regarded as a true grand master. In other places, she can establish an ancestor.
What's more, she also has Fire Spirit Root, so she is naturally more satisfied with Chen Hongjin, who also has Fire Spirit Root and is the number one in the outer sect.
Tian Qiqi, Yan Hua, and Meng Ke became famous among the new disciples for a while, but then disappeared from everyone else. Fu Zhu did not hear which elder they worshiped under.
Among the new disciples in this class, Fu Zhu pays more attention to the little girl named Mi Tao. As the only Tianlinggen in this class, there is no shortage of words about her.
Soon Fu Zhu heard the news about Mi Tao and was a little surprised. He was actually accepted as a direct disciple by his third uncle.
In all these years, Uncle Third Master has never accepted a disciple, and his master has persuaded him many times, but he is extremely stubborn, saying that he will not accept a disciple at will because the master-disciple fate has not yet come.
Even if one day he really has to accept a disciple, then that disciple will be both his first disciple and his last disciple.
Fu Zhu sat by the stone staircase for a while, and a disciple wearing mist blue with an air of immortality came over and chatted with her, "Junior sister, are you also a disciple of Yunzhi Peak? Why haven't I seen you before? …”
The disciple in the mist blue robe was handsome, with a fair face showing shyness. He was a little confused just now, and when he lowered his head, he realized that the girl in front of him was wearing a white robe.
He apologized profusely: "I'm sorry, senior sister, I... I just saw that you were so young and unfamiliar, so I thought you were a junior sister who had just started..."
The young man spoke a little incoherently, and he just hoped that the senior sister would not be angry.
He joined the Sword Sect ten years ago when it accepted its disciples. He was also the youngest among that group of people. The sect did not assign him many study tasks. He waited for two or three years before he started to study formally. The sword has just reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment Realm.
At the end of the five-year foundation building realm, the speed is not very fast, but it is not slow either.
Fu Zhu looked up and felt the breeze blowing around, and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter."
The girl's pure face looked particularly soft under the setting sun, and the little snowflake pattern between her eyebrows was almost transparent due to the light.
Seemingly getting along well with her, the handsome young man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and mustered up the courage to continue talking to her: "Is Senior Sister also a disciple of Yunzhi Peak?"
Fu Zhu shook his head slightly and chuckled: "I am not a disciple of Zhiyun Peak."
"Then which peak disciple is Senior Sister...?" The young man asked persistently.
Fu Zhu didn't reply to him anymore. She stood up, patted the dust on her clothes, and waved to his back.
The person she was waiting for arrived.
As soon as Duzhou finished what his master had told him, he received a message from Fu Zhu's flying sword. He quickly returned to his residence to pick up his little junior sister's spirit stone and rushed to meet her.
"Senior Brother Du." Fu Zhu called with a faint smile.
The handsome young man on the ground quickly got up and greeted Du Zhou, very well-behaved, "Hello, Senior Brother Du!"
Du Zhou smiled and nodded, responded to Fu Zhu, and then moved his gaze to the handsome young man aside, looking a little serious, "If you don't go to practice, what are you doing here? Do you still want to form an elixir?"
Don't think that you didn't notice him coming all the way. This guy is always trying to be attentive to the little junior sister, and he doesn't practice his sword well either.
The young man was a little aggrieved. Senior Brother Du didn't see him when he was seriously practicing his sword. He finally took a break and was caught. The other brothers were also resting. Why didn't Senior Brother Du tell them?
The young man had no choice but to pick up the long sword and continue to practice sword practice, but his eyes never moved away from here. What were the senior sister and senior brother Du talking about?
Under the shade, Fu Zhu and Du Zhou walked slowly. Duzhou didn't forget about business and first handed the storage bag containing the spirit stones to Fu Zhu.
"I should have sent the spirit stones to my junior sister a long time ago. But after a few times, my junior sister was in retreat, and it became increasingly difficult to get close to the cave, so I gave up. Fortunately, my junior sister saw the note I left for you. "
Fu Zhu's eyebrows were full and his tone was gentle, "It's me who bothered Senior Brother Du. Why is Senior Brother Du still so polite?"
Duzhou smiled heartily and said: "There is no need for trouble. When I made the bet, you lent me a thousand spirit stones and doubled it several times. This small thing is nothing."
Duzhou was also the richest man in the world at that time.
"Little junior sister, it may have been a long time since I came to Zhiyun Peak. How about taking a tour with you, senior brother? The scenery on our Zhiyun Peak is one of the best in Zhenshan Mountain."
Fu Zhu chuckled and nodded.
It was also during the conversation with Du Zhou that she realized that she had been in seclusion for half a year. No wonder forest flowers were gradually blooming in the mountains.
"Where is Senior Brother Du's little civet cat?" Fu Zhu suddenly asked.
