Jiang Su extinguished the glowing formation colors around the alchemy furnace, then stepped forward and grabbed the knuckle-sized alchemy furnace.
The girl's eyes were bright as she looked at the small alchemy furnace, and the smile on her lips was undisguised. She held the small alchemy furnace and ran towards Dong Yiyi.
"Senior Sister! You are so amazing! My alchemy furnace is a top-grade magic weapon, but it can be shrunk to this size!"
Dong Yiyi smiled slightly, raised his hand and touched the girl's furry head, and said softly: "Of course I can do what Susu wants."
Hearing this, Jiang Su suddenly raised his head and looked at the little senior sister. Their eyes met, and a soft moon like the moon in the middle of the night crashed into Xiaolu's eyes.
"Senior Sister..." The girl was stunned for a moment and then murmured.
"Huh?" Dong Yiyi saw Susu talking about herself, as if he suddenly remembered something, so he quickly took back the hand that was rubbing the girl's head and rummaged through his storage bag.
In an instant, she pulled out a sword spike tied with a red rope from her storage bag.
"This is this?" Jiang Su saw that the red sword tassel looked familiar. It seemed that the young senior sister had hung it on the Zengxuan sword before, but it had been several years since he had seen the young senior sister wearing it on her sword.
Dong Yiyi straightened the tassel carefully and held the small alchemy furnace in Jiang Su's hand. With his flexible fingertips, he tied the tassel to one ear of the small copper furnace in a few clicks.
"This is the sword spike used before. The sword energy of the Zhenxuan Sword has been used for a long time, and it can eliminate evil spirits."
With that said, she took out the butterfly bone that Jiang Su had given her earlier from her collar.
"Gifts reciprocate. Although I don't know what kind of spiritual beast this thing Susu gave me, wearing it always makes me feel at ease. Every time I meditate, it feels like you are by my side."
Dong Yiyi held the butterfly bone necklace around his neck and leaned slightly to show it to Jiang Su.
Naturally, the girl could see clearly. She could even see the luster on her own bones.
"Of course it will calm the mind... Not only that... this thing can prevent the young senior sister from making the same mistakes again. From now on, no one can poison the young senior sister." Jiang Su thought silently in his heart.
"As long as I, Jiang Su, are here, no one in this world can poison Dong Yiyi. My bones are the biggest poison."
He is a master of medicine and elixirs, tastes spiritual herbs, and tests hundreds of poisons. Who wouldn't practice and be immune to all poisons?
All the poisons available on the market were once commonplace for advanced medical alchemy monks. Although Shui Han Po Jiang Su has never tasted it, the anti-toxic properties in his body are not bad at all.
Jiang Su narrowed her eyes slightly, her face still showing the same cute and sweet look she had when she met Dong Yiyi. She took the copper furnace with the sword spike attached, grasped the lifeline of her cultivation path, and sent it out again. Return to storage bag.
The girl pulled up the sleeves of the female cultivator in white, shook her head and said coquettishly: "Senior Sister, there will be a sect competition the next day. How are you preparing for it? I heard that Senior Sister Zhang and Senior Brother Liu are taking advantage of these few days. I’m working hard every day!”
Dong Yiyi allowed the girl in green to pull his sleeves, took her arm and walked to the stone chair in the courtyard, where they both sat down at the same time.
"Susu, you know, cultivation is not something that can be improved in a day."
Dong Yiyi looked calm, lifted the teapot on the stone table, served Jiang Suman a cup of tea and pushed it in front of him.
"Although Senior Sister Zhang and Senior Brother Liu encountered unexpected events during their trip and their consciousness was damaged, they must have experienced a breakthrough in their mental state after these twists and turns."
Dong Yiyi picked up the pot and filled another cup of tea for himself. Then he held the pottery cup in his hand and looked at the water reflection in the cup carefully. He continued: "This sect competition is a reflection of the five years of practice of the disciples in the opposite sect. It can check for leaks and fill in the gaps, and it can also allow all the disciples to clearly understand the gap between themselves as monks and the fellow disciples who live with them day and night."
"So..." She lifted the teacup and brought it close to her nose to smell the fragrance of tea.
"I knew the gap between him and me, and I always looked up to him."
"But I'll try my best."
After saying that, the female nun in white drank the tea in the cup. She didn't need to savor the taste of the tea. She already knew that the water was clear and shallow, with thin shadows under the leaves.
In Dong Yiyi's yard, an ancient pine reaching to the sky was transplanted. It was found and invited from the back mountain. Ancient pine is also known as evergreen.
"Susu, do you hope I can beat them?"
The female nun's last voice was like a solitary hong ascending into the sky, passing through the previously miserable atmosphere of evergreen needle drop.
Dong Yiyi's words just now sounded to Jiang Su that the young senior sister was somewhat inexplicable to Zhang Yunsheng and Liu Yunqing, the proud sons of this generation...accepting their fate.
Just accept your fate.
Zhang Yunsheng is Fu Feng's senior sister, the successor of the Northern Territory Cultivation Family, and a descendant of the same family. Even Jiang Su would hear Fu Feng's nonsense from time to time comparing her with the young senior sister of the Dong family in the Southern Territory.
Liu Yunqing is the senior brother of Jianfeng. He was born with sword bones and was personally taught by the peak master. He has the Ten Directions Sword Technique and the Qingfeng Jue. He is extremely skilled in the use of the Wind Sword. And the little senior sister who is usually next to him will be pulled out by others. Compare,
The only difference is that Fu Feng pays attention to outsiders and has no scruples, while Jian Feng talks about acquaintances face to face, and talks about things on a case-by-case basis, which is often more hurtful.
Jiang Su always wanted to sew the mouths of those who discussed Little Senior Sister.
Over time, the edge of the Zengxuan Sword has not been blunted, but its sharp edge has been half-hidden.
Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite, and little senior sister... is no exception.
Seeing this, Jiang Su pushed away the water glass in front of him, stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Dong Yiyi's two hands at the same time.
"Senior Sister! The trading company opened the market at the foot of the mountain. I have already bought it." The girl suddenly changed the topic, but the light in her eyes never dimmed.
Dong Yiyi saw that Jiang Su's jump was not unusual, and answered softly: "Then which type of competition in the competition did Su Su buy?"
There are many types of sect competitions. What the two of them mentioned just now is a competition of skills and cultivation strength. Next to it, there are alchemy refinings that she can participate in, weapon refining by weapon cultivators, and competitions.
Jiang Su did not hesitate and immediately said in a positive tone: "Of course it is all the little senior sisters!"
She doesn't care what kind of competitions she has, there is only one type for her, competitions with the little senior sister, and games without the little senior sister!
She thought that if the young senior sister wanted to compete in a formation category, of course she would have to defeat the young senior sister. I simply took a lot of spiritual stones and put them in the trading company, and when there was a competition for the young senior sister, I asked the people in the trading company to place bets.
The girl looked extremely proud when she spoke, like a bratty kid asking for credit.
Dong Yiyi was so amused that she smiled broadly, and stretched out her hand to pinch the thin layer of soft flesh on Jiang Su's cheek, "Su Su must eat more, you are so lovely, the little senior sister is afraid that one day she will treat you as..." It’s not enough for the little candy man.”
Jiang Su knew that the young senior sister was unwilling to mention this matter again, so she followed Dong Yiyi's actions and pouted: "Little senior sister... um... don't worry."
But she wanted to express her feelings clearly.
(End of chapter)
