Jiang Yuebai chased Li Shenzhi and beat him for a long time, but Li Shenzhi was stunned and didn't fight back.
Finally, he begged for mercy and confessed his crime, and compensated Jiang Yuebai with a fifth-grade magic weapon.
"...You must be using it the wrong way. That Qianzhong Peak has been following me for a long time, even the monks in the late Golden Core stage have smashed it, and it has not been broken..."
Li Shenzhi stood on the shore, mumblingly digging into his sleeves.
Jiang Yuebai didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand.
Li Shenzhi took out a silver ball of thread with a needle inserted in it and placed it on Jiang Yuebai's hand.
Jiang Yuebai narrowed his eyes, "Is this someone who sews clothes?"
Li Shenzhi explained, "This is called the 'Silver Needle'. It is a metallic magic weapon. Silver also means hidden. It is a first-class sneak attack magic weapon. This needle can carry threads around the monk's body, and finally tighten it to tie the person up." , if the body is not strong enough, just..."
Li Shenzhi made a tightening movement, and Jiang Yuebai immediately understood that it meant to cut the person off directly.
"The same goes for all kinds of magic weapons. Adding your own spiritual energy to it can enhance the strength of the thread. Weaving a net, setting up a trap, and cutting off the magic weapon won't be a problem."
Jiang Yuebai raised his eyebrows, it sounded pretty good.
Li Shenzhi approached with a smile, "Junior sister Jiang, look at me, I'm bleeding profusely. Two fifth-grade magic weapons only cost three drops of dragon's blood. I've lost all my money. Can you..."
"No! No! Don't even think about it!"
Jiang Yuebai put away the silver needle and turned away, not giving Li Shenzhi a chance to bargain.
The distant thunder struck down for the last time, the silver light was dazzling, and the surging air waves pushed the clouds and split the sky.
The heavy rain stopped, and the rays of light rose into the sky, breaking through the dark clouds.
The world returned to light, Jiang Yuebai walked up to Tang Weimian and the others, looking up into the distance.
The clouds are steaming and the clouds are rising, and the colorful light dyes the blue sky.
The stars are dipping towards the north, and the birds are facing towards the phoenix.
This is Zhao Fuyi's divine celestial phenomenon!
All over the island, the disciples of Tiangang Peak came out one after another, and the three golden elixir masters Heshan, Fuyu and Zilan also stepped into the air to congratulate Zhao Fuyi.
"Great! Master has successfully transformed into a god!" Tang Weimian cheered.
Mu Wushuang let out a long breath, "It's finally over. I'm so anxious that I'm sweating."
Li Shenzhi walked over and said, "Master and the others should be back soon. By then..."
He Wangchen placed it in the lightning-proof wooden basin, his head drooping, "Master is going to the Heavenly Spirit Realm. We will never see Master again. I am so reluctant to let him go."
Seeing that He Wangchen was about to cry, Li Shenzhi slapped He Wangchen on the head and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's a good thing for Master to transform into a god and go to the Heavenly Spirit Realm. If you don't want to leave Master, just work hard to cultivate and go to the Heavenly Spirit Realm as soon as possible."
He Wangchen nodded lifelessly, "Okay, I understand."
Li Shenzhi shook his head and looked at his two junior sisters and Jiang Yuebai. Their expressions were normal and not particularly sad.
The celestial phenomenon only lasted for a tea time and then dispersed. Jiang Yuebai and the others waited on the island for half a day. At dusk, they saw Zhao Fuyi, Li Jiuchuan and Zhenjun Lingjun returning together.
Zhao Fuyi and Li Jiuchuan both looked at Jiang Yuebai first and were relieved to see that she was fine.
The setting sun shone on the sea and broke into sparkling golden waves. Everyone's face was illuminated orange. They looked up at Zhao Fuyi, who was standing in the air, his hair flying, and he was full of heroism.
Above the sky, the clouds slowly turned, opening the door to the upper world.
Zhao Fuyi's solemn gaze swept over everyone present. Suddenly, Tang Weimian's eyes turned red. Mu Wushuang next to her pushed her and tilted her head to wipe her tears.
"Master! I can't bear to leave you. Can you take me to the Heavenly Spirit Realm with you~~"
He Wangchen couldn't hold it back after all. He was such a big man and cried like a child.
Li Shenzhi held back his tears, stepped forward, and showed his responsibility as a senior brother, "Master, don't worry, I will take up the responsibility of Tiangang Peak in the future and take good care of my junior sisters and junior brothers."
Zhao Fuyi nodded, then glanced at Zhenjun Lingjun and Li Jiuchuan beside him, who also nodded to her.
Zhao Fuyi handed a storage bag to Li Shenzhi and told him to hand it over to the sect leader.
Parting is imminent, and everything is left unsaid.
"Zhenjun Fuyi, when I get to the upper realm, where will I find you?"
An inappropriately cheerful voice broke in, and everyone turned around in unison. They saw that Jiang Yuebai didn't feel sad about leaving at all, but his eyes were shining, feeling inexplicably excited.
The bitterness of parting was diluted, and Zhao Fuyi couldn't help but curl his lips, "I want to go to the Heavenly Spirit Realm in the early stages of Cai Jin Dan. I am a young person but a big one."
Li Jiuchuan glanced at Jiang Yuebai and felt a headache when he saw a bit of a smirk hidden in her eyes.
Zhao Fuyi took a deep breath and said loudly: "I have already said and explained what needs to be said and explained during this period. I will not repeat it again at this time. I only hope that you are full of spirit, competitive and righteous." , keep your heart, work hard, and become a god as soon as possible."
Zhao Fuyi once again glanced at the faces of everyone present, with encouragement in his eyes.
"I will wait for you in the Heavenly Spirit Realm."
After looking at Jiang Yuebai for the last time, Zhao Fuyi jumped into the air and soon turned into a white light and disappeared on the road to the sky.
The world returns to silence, the setting sun is submerged by the sea, and in the long dark night, the Big Dipper shines brightly, guiding the lost people.
Farewell makes people sad. Everyone turned their heads and saw Zhong Ling Yuxiu and Jiang Yuebai standing proudly, making them even sadder.
well……
Sighs came and went, Li Jiuchuan couldn't laugh or cry, and hurriedly left with Jiang Yuebai.
Li Jiuchuan checked Jiang Yuebai's physical condition, and Jiang Yuebai asked Li Jiuchuan if he had killed Qingnangzi. Li Jiuchuan shook his head sadly, indicating that he had temporarily lost trace of Qingnangzi.
After each resting for a night, the master and the apprentice set off on their way back to their clan early the next morning, leaving the land of disputes and disputes in Beihai.
The disciples of Tiangang Peak still need to stay for a while, waiting for Tang Weimian and several other disciples who are about to form elixirs to form elixirs before returning to the sect.
The two of them disguised themselves, took the Shanhailou merchant ship, and rented a cabin to rest in a quiet room.
After settling everything, Li Jiuchuan closed the quiet room, called Jiang Yuebai to sit down at the table, took out a round wooden sign and pushed it in front of Jiang Yuebai.
The wooden sign is dark red, with stars dotted on it and tassels hanging down. One side is carved with complex but exquisite and beautiful patterns, and the other side...
Jiang Yuebai turned it over and saw two words.
"Wang...shu? What do you mean?"
Li Jiuchuan said, "Didn't you write to me before and ask me to give you a nice Taoist name and tell you when you form the elixir?"
Jiang Yuebai smiled, "So this is the Taoist name you gave me? Wangshu means... the moon?"
"Wandering in the blue sky on the wind, riding on the waves to trace the stars, we are similar in the distance on a clear night, and we look at each other comfortably in the autumn hall."
Jiang Yuebai's eyebrows were smiling, "Wangshu, Jiang Wangshu, Master Wangshu, haha, this sounds good, much better than my original one."
Mentioning the original Taoist name, Li Jiuchuan couldn't help but wonder, "What Taoist name did you give yourself, and what ambiguity caused you to care so much about it?"
Jiang Yuebai's smile suddenly faded, "Anyway, it's just... not a very good slogan, so don't mention it."
Li Jiuchuan didn't ask any more questions, "This wooden sign is made of thousand-year-old Bodhi wood. The aroma of the wood can help you meditate. You can wear it with you."
"Did you carve this yourself?"
"I had nothing to do, so I made it casually. I thought it would take a few years before I could give it to you. I wanted to make it more elaborate, but I didn't expect you to form the elixir so quickly."
"It's already very good." Jiang Yuebai hung the wooden sign on his waist.
From now on, she will be Master Wangshu of Tianyan Sect publicly, and when she acts behind the scenes, she will use the name Shenzhou Sanren.
Li Jiuchuan smiled, took out another scroll and put it on the table.
"Now, it's time to officially teach you the second part of the Dayan Sutra."
I’m writing slowly today, so the next update will be later, don’t worry~
(End of chapter)
