Jing Yingrong turned her head and looked sideways at the Supreme Book of Life and Death.
"Well, the performance is very good and the progress is obvious."
Taishang's Book of Life and Death made a sound, jumping from Mirror Yingrong's left shoulder to right shoulder, and then to mid-air in front of him, spinning around, its pages opening and closing with a shudder, like an excited butterfly.
"I was banging! A golden light! Another banging! The situation changed! Then suddenly! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! I hey, hey, hey, I punched through the sky and kicked the ground, showing off my invincible power—— "
"Stop, stop, stop!"
The extremely evil sword intercepted its words.
"Stop being a book, ah, go ahead and read the book."
"...Uh-huh...huh-huh..."
Taishang's Book of Life and Death hummed softly and flew into the palm of Jing Yingrong's hand.
Jing Yingrong held it and gently touched its cover.
"The consumed power will take a long time to recover, so take a good rest."
"Yeah, I listen to the boss!"
The Supreme Book of Life and Death agreed crisply, and the cover slowly lit up and darkened in the palm of the mirror. The light and dark alternated like a gentle breathing, giving it a peaceful look.
"Boss... that enemy is so strong. I have never seen Taichu Guan being bullied so miserably. In fact, I was very scared at the time... there were so many people absorbing my power, I thought I was going to be drained... What if I drop my level? Ah...but I told myself to be brave, because I am a Zhenpai Taoist weapon..."
The voice of the words became very soft, Taishang Book of Life and Death was immersed in the mood at that time, and they were all mumbling.
Jing Yingrong stroked it wordlessly.
The Supreme Book of Life and Death reminds me of something.
"Boss, have you ever visited Taixuan?"
Jing Yingrong: "No."
"Then you go and see it. The leader said that it has been hit hard and is very sad. If you go and see it, it will definitely not be sad."
"What blow?"
"At that time, the leader took it to fight the enemy. As a result, the enemy trapped them first and released the smoke, killing many people. Tai Xuan felt that if it had been sharper and more decisive at that time, it would have launched earlier without waiting for the leader to take control. Refining the enemy will prevent anything from happening later."
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After Taishang's Book of Life and Death told his past story, he said helplessly and sympathetically: "It always thinks about this matter, so it always regrets and feels guilty."
Ji Jie Bi asked: "Then what does the leader say?"
Taishang's Book of Life and Death: "The leader said that he is also responsible for things, but there is no use in regretting, and you have to look forward. He also persuaded Taixuan, but Taixuan just couldn't let it go. Boss, go and persuade it, and it will definitely do what you say. Listen!”
Jing Yingrong nodded: "Yes, I will go."
"Wow! Boss is the best! I like, like, like boss!"
Taishang's Book of Life and Death pestered Jing Yingrong for a long time before reluctantly sending him away.
Taiyue Sacred Mountain, the center of the mountain.
In the square space, the only furnishing is a tall flower table in the center, with the Taixuan Qiankun pot placed on it.
The silver pot body is restrained in brilliance, with a narrow mouth and narrow neck, and a round belly and round feet. There is a fresh flower branch inserted in it, and the fragrance fills the room.
The mirror reflection appears directly inside this completely enclosed space.
The Taixuan Qiankun Pot rotated slightly, and after realizing that the person coming was her, it shook a few times.
Jing Yingrong opened the sea of consciousness, but the other party's spiritual consciousness was still unable to enter.
She then explored her consciousness.
"Tai Xuan."
The Taixuan Qiankun Pot was silent.
Jing Yingrong: "Do you know me?"
The other party still didn't speak.
Jing Yingrong thought for a while and said, "If you don't want to pay attention to me, I'll come back next time."
After saying that, she disappeared.
The Taixuan Qiankun pot shook violently.
Just as the feeling of regret emerged, the woman's figure suddenly appeared again.
Jing Yingrong: "I'm here again."
Taixuan Qiankun Pot: "..."
Jing Yingrong: "Do you want to talk to me this time?"
"..."
"You still don't want to, then I'll do it next time..."
"Boss."
Taixuan Qiankun Pot finally made a sound.
There were intense emotional fluctuations in the spiritual consciousness of the weapon spirit.
"I, I didn't want to ignore you, I was too excited, and now I, I..."
"I know, the Supreme Being told me."
Jing Yingrong stepped forward and poked her plump belly, "You've been unhappy recently."
Taixuan Qiankun Kettle was silent again for a long time, then whispered: "Am I useless?"
Jing Yingrong: "What is useful?"
Taixuan Qiankun Pot: "As a Taoist tool for suppressing the sect, it is useful for defending the sect and defeating foreign enemies."
Jing Yingrong: "You have refined the enemy's magical power, the sect has not been destroyed, and the orthodoxy still exists."
Taixuan Qiankun Pot: "But because I was not sharp enough or strong enough, I missed the opportunity and caused the sect to suffer losses."
Jing Yingrong did not discuss this topic with it, but said along the way: "So you need to become stronger."
Taixuan Qiankun Pot: "Boss..."
Jing Yingrong: "The enemy still exists and may attack again."
Taixuan Qiankun Pot suddenly became nervous when he heard this: "Then I, I..."
Jing Yingrong: "Do you want something like this to happen again? Do you want to make yourself regret it again?"
"No, I don't want to!"
“What can be done to avoid it?”
"Become stronger!"
"How to become stronger?"
"Uh, uh... practice!"
"Um."
Jing Yingrong concluded, "Seize the time and concentrate on practicing."
"well!"
As if responding to the mood of the Taixuan Qiankun Pot, the flower branches in the pot shimmered.
Jing Yingrong's eyes fell on the flower branches and said: "Do you like this kind of spiritual plant?"
Taixuan Qiankun Pot: "No, let the leader find it casually. In this way, I will be more like a flower or a vase."
Mirror Yingrong: "Why should it look like a vase?"
"Boss, you said it. When Dao Zun took you to see me for the first time, you said I looked like a vase."
"..."
Inadvertent words from many years ago were dug up and aired.
Taixuan Qiankun Pot is still saying:
"After Dao Zun left, sometimes I really missed the boss, so I pretended that I was a vase."
"..."
Jing Yingrong looked slightly startled.
At this time, Ji Yanzhu stretched out his spiritual sense and greeted: "Stop whispering outside, come in and chat together."
It grabbed the spiritual consciousness of the Taixuan Qiankun Pot and brought it into the sea of consciousness. The spiritual consciousness of the Jijie Pen and the Jisha Sword surrounded it together.
Taixuan Qiankun Pot: "You, you guys, long time no see, Qingheyu, aren't you here?"
Jijie Pen: "They stayed at home and didn't come out with us. Did you already know about the mirror?"
Taixuan Qiankun Pot: "Yes, what the master said, Taiqing and Taixu also know."
Ji Jie Bi: "I see, he didn't hide it from you."
"The boss said that the boss might come to see us, so he told us in advance. Unexpectedly, the boss really, really came to see me."
Ji Sha Jian: "Tsk, it's not because of the Supreme Lord's request."
Ji Yanzhu: "What a superfluous sentence."
The Taixuan Qiankun Pot was not lost because of Ji Sha Sword's words.
"I'm very happy that the boss is willing to come. It's been so long, so long. I thought the boss had forgotten about us, but it turns out that's not the case. It's really, really good."
Jing Yingrong: "..."
Sudden silence in the sea of consciousness.
Then, she said softly:
"After I became a human being, I encountered many people and things. Do you want to hear them and let me tell you about them?"
Taixuan Qiankun Kettle said with great joy: "I think!"
Jing Yingrong sat down, leaning against the flower table, holding the stuffed wolf in her arms, and leisurely told those stories.
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