Rain on June 10, 2017

Li Qingming's living together with his mount Li Qingming is about to reach his monthly anniversary. After spending more than 20 days together, Wang Jiu has already had a very comprehensive understanding of his mount. Based on this understanding, coupled with the broad mind of the Divine Sword of the Sky, the two get along more and more harmoniously...

"Wait." On the school ground, Li Qingming stopped and turned his head to question the sword spirit Wang Jiu who was watching behind her.

"What you call broad mind is to conduct a vicious IQ test for me, teach me the immovable body that is resting for most of my time in bed, and then mock my qualifications and understanding every now and then?"

On the side of the school field, the sword spirit who simulated the true form with a perfect form of fantasy swordsmanship said inexplicably: "Hey? When did I ridicule you?"

Li Qingming said angrily: "For example, when I beg you to borrow my sword score to practice the Nine Dragon Divine Sword, you said, 'With your qualifications, it is hard for me to expect you to become the Nine Dragon Divine Sword of your ancestors'."

Wang Jiu asked puzzledly: "Then did you achieve success in the end?"

"...No, I can't practice it without even practicing the step of extracting millions of spirit stones, but your statement is really annoying!"

Wang Jiu said: "What should I say? You are talented and have a great qualification. If you cannot cultivate the Nine Dragon Divine Sword, it must be the fault of this sword technique itself?"

Li Qingming was immediately choked and had nothing to say.

"Forget it, I'm too naive to expect you to understand people's hearts with a white sword."

"I think your words are ridiculing my behavior."

"...I'm sorry, I was wrong." Li Qingming was so angry that he couldn't cry.

After a while, the little girl lived through the stakes of the college student Changshu, and suddenly asked uneasyly: "Wang Jiu, is my qualifications really bad?"

"It depends on how you define qualifications. Generally speaking, qualifications are only suitable or not, and it is not good to be better. For example, some people know nothing but sword skills in their lives, but they are unique in the world with one swordsmanship. Do you think their qualifications are good or bad?"

Li Qingming doubted: "Is there such a person?"

Wang Jiu stretched out his finger and pointed at himself.

"...I'll believe it."

In fact, until today, Li Qingming is still somewhat suspicious of this strange sword spirit - she does not doubt the sword spirit's kindness to her, but the battle between the immortals and demons of the Jiuzhou period is too incredible. Moreover, the many common sense of cultivating immortals in the Jiuzhou era described by Wang Jiu are also very different from today, so it is difficult to have a real sense of credibility.

Wang Jiuze explained: "Although you are indeed not suitable for practicing swords, and even the methods of practicing qi and refining true energy are not good, after all, it is still worthwhile to inherit the immovable body left by Shen Kaishan. However, qualifications are not a decisive factor in itself, and it accounts for at most 20% of a person's achievements."

"Well, I will work hard, thank you... for playing hard for me."

Li Qingming smiled and began to practice the follow-up movement of not moving the body. After half a month of hard work, she was able to do the third move in succession. Forced to do the fourth move will cause serious strain and bed rest. The first three moves cannot be done more than 3 sets at a time. Li Qingming has done two sets today and insisted on completing the remaining set of movements. She only felt pain all over her body, but she could barely bear it.

The girl sighed and walked to the door: "I have something to go out today, please let me see you."

Wang Jiuzheng was very excited to read the encyclopedia and waved his hand: "No problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qingming at the door froze and his body began to sway involuntarily. The next moment, he would make a buzz and kneel on both knees.

"Uh, I said it's okay, you don't have to treat you so seriously."

But Li Qingming followed and fell down, his posture exactly the same as the Qingming Breaking Damage Picture.

Wang Jiu suddenly realized that this was a backlash from practicing martial arts, so he hurriedly ran to help him up with the exercise array and poured hot water on it, which kept the girl being almost vomited.

"You, you guy can't have anything else except for letting people drink more hot water!"

Wang Jiuxi said: "It depends on how good your reply is, you can already curse people with a strong anger."

"I..." Li Qingming really had to roll his eyes to show him, but soon remembered what she was going to do today. She no longer wasted her energy and talked to the fool Sword Spirit. Instead, she tried hard to stand up, but soon found out... maybe she had calculated her limits wrongly. She practiced the domineering body several times, and now she is in a state of immobility again.

Apart from lying in bed and resting and waiting for the bloodline to gradually stimulate the body, any other attempt is unwise and will only aggravate the injury - this is a tragic lesson Li Qingming has repeatedly learned over the past half month.

Thinking of this, the girl almost burst into tears.

Wang Jiu frowned: "What's wrong? Do you need me to go to the warehouse to get the can again?"

Li Qingming's face turned red in an instant.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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After Li Qingming calmed down, she told her purpose of going out today.

"Today is my mother's death day..."

"Oh? So?"

"I..." Li Qingming said, "I want to go and see her."

Wang Jiu made a surprised expression: "Although I have always respected the subjective wishes of the mount, I strongly do not recommend you do this."

"Ah?!" Li Qingming said in surprise, "Why?"

"First of all, I want to say that I respect the family affection between you humans very much, but at any time, life must be put first, and all emotional factors must be second. Secondly, your mother has passed away for twelve years. Is it too late to commit suicide now? Finally, there are few mounts like you that are suitable for use..."

"Wait!" Li Qingming quickly interrupted, "Who said I'm going to commit suicide??"

"You yourself."

"... Sorry, you probably misunderstood. I just want to worship her. Then every year on my death day, I will chat with her, even if she may not hear it at all."

"Well, I understand, the commemoration of the anniversary nature, since that's the case, I can send you a message."

"You..." Li Qingming wanted to refuse, but then he thought about it and nodded, "Then, please, I will write the words I want to say in a letter later. Just burn them in front of my mother's grave on my behalf. Don't peek."

"good."

After a while, Li Qingming lay on the bed and barely started writing with two fingers of her left hand that she could move freely. After she wrote no two words, she lamented.

"Oh my God, this is like your word! How do I explain it to my mother..."

"You can introduce her to your IQ test."

“…”

Li Qingming immediately closed his mouth and began to write the letter honestly. It took about half an hour to finally finish the letter, almost exhausted.

Finally, when she folded the letter paper and put it in the envelope, she seriously told Wang Jiu: "Don't peek!"

"I won't read it." Wang Jiu nodded, took the letter paper, and said, "I wrote it well, especially the last paragraph about working hard."

Li Qingming's whole body twitched suddenly - if it weren't for paralysis, she would have jumped out of the roof. The girl's face turned red with excitement: "You, you peeked!?"

"No, you don't have to peek at all. When you write, your thoughts are like they are on my ears."

"You peek at my thoughts again!"

"Voyeurism is a description..."

"I hate you so much!" Li Qingming was disgraced and began to use his only two remaining fingers to eject the spiritual wind in his body. He immediately pointed to Feng Ru Jian, and made a hissing sound from the air.

Of course, Wang Jiu was unharmed, and he didn't even need to use the energy collected by the wind gathering array to bounce his finger away with his sword body.

However, after venting, Li Qingming finally became less angry.

Whether she is willing to accept it or not, Wang Jiu is an indispensable part of her life.

"Since you've seen it... then, let me send it to you honestly and let my mother see you, hehe."

At the end of the story, the girl couldn't help laughing.

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When Wang Jiu went out, he became that colorful little dwarf again.

Although the magic sword technique can make him ever-changing, and with the Wind Gathering Array, Wang Jiu can also make up for the lack of pigment quality, but becoming a flowery girl really damages the sword pattern.

During the war between immortals and demons, Zhao Yueming had already told him.

Li Qingming's biological mother Shen Yue'e was buried outside the city. According to her will during her lifetime, she was far away from the Li family's cemetery. Although it was in a beautiful place, it looked quite lonely from the map.

However, when Wang Jiu arrived at the scene, he found that the atmosphere of the cemetery was not as deserted and solemn as ordinary cemeteries. Green mountains and clear waters, birds singing and flowers scent, and a flawless jade monument stood on an equally white stone slab, which simply wrote the tomb of his beloved wife Shen Yue'e.

Wang Jiu walked to the tomb and observed the surroundings. Sure enough, there was an extremely powerful formation barrier. If it were not for the blood of the Li family, or the permission of the Li family's authorized person, or if he had signed a master-slave contract with the blood of the Li family, and could perfectly hide his own breath like a dead object... Any living creature who was rashly approached would be strongly rejected, and the repulsion at the spiritual level extended from the inner resistance to the sky to the thunder strike, especially when it was close to the ten meters of the tombstone, even the birds and small insects were completely extinct.

"It's well protected. Judging from the prices in the Duobao Pavilion manual, the cost of this cemetery is at least 100,000 spirit stones. As a concubine, it's worthy of praise."

Wang Jiu nodded and took out the three pillars of spiritual incense that Li Qingming gave him, and prepared to light it for Shen Yue'e, but just as he inserted the spiritual incense into the incense burner in front of the tomb, Wang Jiu realized that he had not brought Zhang Huozi.

"...As a matter of course, I can't expect a person with an IQ index of 3.3 to prepare all the props."

After thinking about it, Wang Jiu waved his hand - of course, it was actually driving the sword blade of the body to ignite the air at an extremely high speed. A ray of flame flashed by, and the three spiritual incenses slowly ignited.

Taking advantage of the spirit fragrance, Wang Jiu took out the letter he wrote in his hand and prepared to light it. Then, at this moment, a cold, high-ranking, but obviously a girlish voice sounded behind him.

"Don't you feel shameful when dressing up like this ridiculous look on this occasion?"

Looking back, Wang Jiu saw a girl who was about the same height as Li Qingming, dressed in gorgeous clothes like a princess in a ceremony, slowly landing in the air.
Chapter completed!