Ning Zhishui's heart skipped a beat.
"Spiritual creature?" She looked surprised.
She had no intention of telling anyone about the spiritual things.
Although it has been obtained by the elder brother and has almost been refined, this kind of thing is not suitable for publicity, otherwise after being targeted, future actions may be greatly restricted.
Even if you talk to Master, you can’t talk about it.
"Well, Xiaochiyangtan has been peaceful for many years. If something goes wrong, there must be monsters, and the possibility of spiritual beings appearing is the highest." Changyin ate fish and said to his disciple: "You are doing this business, and I haven't found anything wrong. of?"
"No...it's just that there are so many people that we almost don't have enough fish to eat."
The great elder smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Even if a spiritual creature appears there, it will only be a little one. There is no need to regret it if you miss it."
Ning Zhishui was thinking at this moment, the master is worthy of being a master.
"By the way, I have already found most of the medicine list you wrote to me. The remaining few medicinal materials may need to be taken to other continents." Changyin said, "Just wait for some more time. I will give you some medicine in a few months. I need to go to another continent to meet old friends, so we can do it together then."
"Yes, disciple, don't be in a hurry, I can find it anytime."
Changyin asked Ning Zhishui if he had any doubts about the weapon refining these days. Ning Zhishui didn't have any, but he still found a topic to discuss with his master.
After chatting, she finally returned to the cave.
Ning Zhishui lay on the big bed in the cave, paralyzed there, feeling extremely relaxed——
As long as she goes out, she has always been on guard, always paying attention to the strange movements around her, and she doesn't dare to sleep without worries.
Only when you return to your own cave can you truly feel at ease and no longer need to be on unnecessary guard.
Ning Zhishui lay down and fell asleep after a while, instead of spending the whole night meditating and practicing.
After waking up, the sky was slightly bright. She covered the light with her hands and looked out the window.
She heard the chirping of birds and felt the breath of the wind, and time became beautiful at this moment.
It's so nice to be able to live in this world so truly.
Ning Zhishui couldn't help but smile.
She stood up quickly, took her sword and went to the top of the mountain.
The peaks are high and far away, and there is still a light mist in the mountains. The air is fresh and everything is brand new.
Ning Zhishui danced her sword on the top of the mountain, facing the wind, and the skirt of her clothes swayed with the wind. The wind brought by the sword energy roared and swirled, rolling up the fallen leaves and flowers around her.
Suddenly, Ning Zhishui heard something, her eyes grew colder, and she turned around with her sword in hand. The tip of the sword suddenly pointed in one direction, and then stopped suddenly.
"Teacher, uncle..."
The man was frightened and shouted quickly, and he also backed away nervously.
The tip of Ning Zhishui's sword only stayed two fingers away from the tip of his nose. He could almost feel the cold wind of the sword and the killing intent coming from the tip of the sword.
Ning Zhishui raised an eyebrow, "It's you."
Isn't this a little rabbit?
Lu Hua was stunned for a moment, and then he became excited, "Uncle Ning, remember me?"
"Well, the person who received my dagger...is his name Lu Hua?"
During the sect ceremony, the dagger Ning Zhishui threw towards the audience was caught by one person. The man looked cute and timid, and Ning Zhishui was reminded of a little rabbit when he saw it.
Lu Hua became even more excited, "It's me! Senior, you still remember, this disciple is so happy."
"Are you from Wanqing Peak too? What a coincidence. What are you doing here?"
Lu Hua scratched his head and said, "Back to Master, my disciples are here to practice swordsmanship as well."
But Ning Zhishui got the better of him and occupied the space he usually used, so he didn't step forward again.
Then he was fascinated by Ning Zhishui's sword dance, and was discovered by her again.
"That's it. Then I'm done practicing. Come on."
Ning Zhishui nodded, sheathed his sword, then raised his chin and motioned for Lu Hua to step forward.
Lu Hua's face turned red, and his whole body was tense and stiff. He took a deep breath before starting.
Ning Zhishui was a little surprised when he saw it.
The young man looked submissive, and Ning Zhishui thought that his sword would be powerless and that he was just a showpiece.
But he didn't expect that the young man's sword contained ferocious power, and that he had the courage to move forward with ruthless determination.
Of course, this does not mean that he is strong.
Everyone's sword moves have their own personal style. Ning Zhishui has always felt that the sword can convey wishes better than the person himself. People can pretend, but swords cannot.
Can't you see that this little rabbit is a cruel person?
"You mostly use brute force to swing your sword, and you use a lot of energy, but you have no skills." Ning Zhishui said, "It's too easy to break your sword."
Her words stunned Lu Hua for a moment, and then his face turned pale.
"Swords are used to kill people, not to vent your anger. If you only know how to use brute force, then you are destined to have difficulty reaching the top." Ning Zhishui walked past him, "No matter what kind of anger you have in your heart, don't let it go." It comes to affect you.”
After saying that, the person left.
After Ning Zhishui finished swinging his sword, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his body, and he felt extremely refreshed.
Just as he was about to return to the cave, he met Changyin who was about to go out.
"Master!" Ning Zhishui thought of something when he saw him, "I heard that there is a spiritual spring in our sect?"
"Do you want to go?" Changyin asked.
"...I really want to go."
If the sect can soak jade silk, that would be the best.
Ning Zhishui also suddenly thought that if the jade silk was soaked with spiritual water, would it be more powerful?
Since the last use of transparent jade silk when rescuing Hua Jiaqing, Ning Zhishui has not been used these days. To be precise, it cannot be used.
After all, there are really not many opportunities to hide yourself when you sink to the bottom of the water.
But it felt so good the last time I used it.
"Yes, there are, but ordinary people are not allowed to go. Only disciples who have made significant contributions in the sect are eligible." Changyin explained to her, "If you can get a ranking in the weapon refining competition, then you are qualified to go. ”
Ning Zhishui's face darkened.
The weapon refining competition is still some time away. If you wait for it, your jade silk will be healed long ago!
"but……"
"But what?"
"But with Master here, you can't go there often, but it's okay once in a while." Chang Yin actually smiled.
"Really?"
"Well, I'll make the arrangements. You wait for my news."
"Thank you, Master!"
Ning Zhishui returned to the cave happily, thinking that having a master would be different!
After closing the door, Ning Zhishui thought for a while and took out the Wantong Talisman.
This thing can only be used within the sect, not after leaving the sect.
I've been away for a few days, and I don't know if there has been any movement on this thing.
While thinking this way, Ning Zhishui was shocked by the news inside.
There is really too much news!
I don’t know how those people found her. When they caught her, they fiercely asked her if she had any magic weapon she wanted to sell.
Among them, the disciples who had traded with her asked the most questions.
