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Chapter 7: Taking care of the sick mount is the duty of the owner(1/2)

May 15, 2017

Taking care of a mount is not easy to work.

Especially the mount with a relatively low IQ index... Even a test can make the waist injury worse. Even with Wang Jiu's knowledgeable knowledge, I have to admit that this time it opened his eyes.

However, taking care of the mount is also an interesting experience. During the decades when he was born, he focused on his cultivation without distraction. He could never see any other people or things except a long sword in his vision. After being reborn as a divine sword, he followed his side with top figures like the Nine Immortal Lord. He did not need to take care of others in both practice and life. Instead, it was a divine sword outside the world that was ignorant of the world, and people often had to take care of him.

Now that Wang Jiu can take care of a mildly mentally retarded human girl, he finds it quite interesting and can barely be used as part of his life.

"However, considering that I am not familiar with the physiological structure of female humans, in order to ensure my care efficiency, it is recommended to use the master-slave contract to gain a deeper understanding of you. I wonder if you mind..."

"Boll roll!"

"Okay, then I'll use a more universal method. First, drink more hot water..."

"Get out!"

——

After ending a meaningless dispute, Wang Jiu saw that Li Qingming had fallen asleep and had nothing to do, so he started to add a few new embellishments to the sword world.

Dragon roars flowers, hundred lock vines.

Unlike the previous form-playing array, the breeze is waiting for dead objects, these two embellishments are living creatures with certain activity. Baisuo Vine can capture extremely slight fluctuations in the outside world. The Dragon Roar Flower is a companion of Baisuo Vine. It can analyze and restore the fluctuations caught on the vine and turn them into original sound. These two plants can greatly enhance the perception ability of the outer divine sword to the outside world, but their own consumption is minimal. For the whiteboard divine sword, it is the most preferred object to cultivate.

The materials needed to cultivate plants are naturally from the top pure qi and blood from the mount... Anyway, she is lying down.

After spending about one morning and one noon, Wang Jiu finally completed the project in the sword world. He saw a green vine hundreds of feet rising from his feet, climbing the invisible stairs and gradually growing into the gray sky, and blooming in the air like a network, with tentacles constantly extending outward. The ground was filled with several dragon roar flowers of different colors, and the sounds from the outside were transmitted through the long green vine and gathered together.

Just as the vines and flower meridians were poured out and the blood was completely formed, Wang Jiu vaguely heard a sound from the underground.

The sound is not a human voice, but rather a natural fluctuation of some kind of natural treasure. It is very weak, but because the distance is very close, Wang Jiu can vaguely hear it.

This discovery immediately aroused the sword spirit's great curiosity.

This poor mount actually buried treasures under his own ground? Oh no, I'm afraid it was not Li Qingming who buried it, but the treasure left by her deceased mother.

The fluctuation came from the kitchen ground. After the continuous locking of vines and flowers, Wang Jiu quickly found the mechanism. He moved away an old square brick under the stove with a rumbling array, and a dark entrance was revealed on the entire floor.

Below is a narrow corridor that is not long, and at the end is a secret room about a meter square. There is an eternal light on the ceiling, which provides almost endless energy by the high-quality spirit stones. In the middle of the secret room, there are several worn wooden boxes. The fluctuations Wang Jiu heard on the ground come from the middle one.

The moment he approached the wooden box, Wang Jiu suddenly heard a shocked and even panic voice.

"Hey, who are you?"

The next moment, Wang Jiu saw a phantom of a tall woman appearing in front of the treasure chest.

That is a guardian spirit.

Wang Jiu saw through the essence of the phantom at a glance. The great monks above the Fuyu Realm split their soul a little, accompanied by true energy and specific magic, and left a guardian spirit similar to the clone.

The strength of the guardian spirit depends on the level of the magic of the monk and the strength of the split soul, but it will gradually weaken over time. Therefore, it is usually injected into the magic circle and sleeps slowly. Only when specific conditions are met will it be awakened to save spiritual power consumption.

Now, I have triggered the formation and awakened the guardian spirit.

Although the reality and the image is blurred, it can still be seen that the woman has amazing beauty. What is even more surprising is that her facial features, eyebrows and eyes are highly similar to Li Qingming's.

Considering her body shape and age, her appearance location and timing, based on strict logical reasoning, her identity is clear at a glance.

"Chen Yue'e?"

As both spiritual bodies, the woman heard Wang Jiu's voice directly and opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Yes, yes. Who are you?"

"I am the sword spirit of the outer god of the Heavenly God, which was sacrificed by the blood of the Nine Immortals during the Battle of the Immortals and Demons in Jiuzhou. I wake up in response to the call of Li Qingming after his old friend. Now, as her master, I am active in the reconstruction of the sword world and the exploration of Shenyuan."

"Ha? What..."

Chen Yue'e took half a stick of incense to recover from the shock. After the shock, she saw the woman gently lower her head, pondering her solemnly, muttering to herself.

"The battle between the immortals and demons of the Jiuzhou, the Nine Immortals, the Divine Swords outside the sky... are all unheard of concepts. If this is not the sword spirit's storm and its mind collapses... In fact, it can vaguely echo the historical fragments of the prehistoric period, but is there really such a coincidence? I encountered a treasure from the prehistoric period in the basement of Shenyuan's kitchen, and happened to sign a contract with Qingming? No, considering that the Li family and the Shen family may have experienced the prehistoric period, perhaps this thing happened to be destined to be with the ancestors. But why did it just wake up now? No, we should think from the perspective of others. The awakening time of the prehistoric treasure so far is completely unpredictable, so it is reasonable to wake up by Qingming's side. Even the faint fluctuation of spiritual power can be explained as the dissipation of spiritual power during a long sleep..."

The woman pondered for a long time and finally raised her head: "Although it's just my subjective assumption, I think I can believe your words, Senior Jianling."

Such wonderful reasoning and wise judgment made Wang Jiu even want to applaud him. Since he woke up, the level of intelligence shown by this woman is the best among humans.

At the same time, Wang Jiu had to think deeply about how stupid her husband Li Fengyun should be to integrate such intelligent blood into Li Qingming's virtue...

"However, it doesn't look like you're waiting for me."

Chen Yue'e said: "Yes, I was waiting for Qingming... The design of this magic circle is when Qingming breaks through the wind barrier and has the true energy before it can be activated. For some reason, it was triggered by the sword spirit senior. Perhaps it was because of the master-slave contract mentioned by the senior?"

"Well, as the master, I have all the power of the mount."

"So that's the case, such a great contract. Can you explain the principle to me? I have never heard of such a master-slave contract." Chen Yue'e said, shook her head, "No, time is limited, I should pay attention to more valuable issues."

"indeed."

"So Senior Sword Spirit, can you explain to me the story of the Immortal and Demon War and the Nine Immortal Lord?"

"Okay, but I'm not a Philanthropist, and I have limited knowledge of many things..."

Next, Wang Jiu briefly told the history he knew, while Chen Yue'e listened intently, focusing so much that she didn't even notice her existence becoming weaker. And when Wang Jiu finished the story, Chen Yue'e breathed a sigh of relief, still not satisfied.

"It's really eye-opening. Although the story is incredible, it perfectly matches some of the known historical fragments..."

Wang Jiu said: "I have a question. As a guardian spirit, what is the meaning of using your limited life to listen to stories?"

Chen Yue'e was determined: "I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening."

Wang Jiu praised: "I really hope your daughter has this kind of study spirit."

"Daughter? What daughter?" Chen Yue'e looked inexplicable.

“…”

"Oh, Qingming, I'm sorry I forgot." Chen Yue'e woke up as if she was dreaming: "Yes, I still have something to say to her... Forget it, it's too late. And since Senior Jian Ling is following her, it's better not to say those words. Senior, I still have a few doubts about the story just now, such as the origin of the demon clan..."

After a while, Wang Jiu did his best to answer all her questions. Chen Yue'e was finally satisfied and stretched comfortably: "It was so wise to decide to leave a wisp of soul!"

After sighing, Chen Yue'e said again: "Those stories just now were really priceless to me, but unfortunately I was just a wisp of soul and could not repay me. After thinking about it, it would be better for me to tell some stories to my predecessors. Although I don't know much about the stories of Xiangzhou mainland after the prehistoric times, some of them can correspond to the history mentioned by my predecessors."

"Okay." Wang Jiu was quite pleased.

Nowadays, the sword spirit has no desires and no desires. The only idea is to explore the truth of history, understand how Jiuzhou evolved into Xiangzhou, and what kind of endings the old friends in the past have. However, Li Qingming didn't understand these things at all. Wang Jiu tried to find some books and materials in her room, but found nothing. The battle between the immortals and demons of the Jiuzhou has been sealed by time.

Now, Chen Yue'e is trying to uncover this mysterious corner of history for him.

"How great it would be if you signed a master-slave contract with me. Compared with you, Li Qingming's mount is simply a defective product."

Chen Yue'e was a little embarrassed: "That, senior, Qingming is my daughter after all..."

"Don't blame yourself, this responsibility should obviously be borne by Li Fengyun."

"...It makes sense." Chen Yue'e shook her head, "Let's go back to the topic. The current Xiangzhou continent has very limited history. Almost all parts of more than five thousand years have been hidden in the darkness. However, according to a few prehistoric fragments, we can at least know the following things. First, the Xiangzhou continent was not so vast at the earliest. It was for thousands of years that our monks had overcome all obstacles and continued to expand the boundaries of the continent, so that the current Xiangzhou was found. Second, after the end of the prehistoric era, the cultivation civilization of Xiangzhou almost started from scratch. In the earliest dark era, even the monks in Yunyong Realm were called the Great Cultivator. Xiangzhou has experienced a long period of accumulation and has achieved its current prosperity. However, compared with the Jiuzhou era mentioned by the predecessors, it is quite inferior. From the barbaric era to the dark era, some disasters that have ruined the world may have occurred. Third, the seven major families that rule Xiangzhou now have inheritances from the prehistoric era. Although each has its own incompleteness, it is these inheritances that allow them to continue from the dark era to the present. Then, the truth that the prehistoric era wants to know should also be included in these prehistoric inheritances. Unfortunately, only the head of the family can know the prehistoric inheritance, so..."

Wang Jiu asked, "So should I find your husband?"

"Fengyun... I'm afraid it won't work. He is only interested in the things in practice. He never remembers history-related matters. If you want to find them, just look for his father Li Tianya. He is a very enthusiastic and smart old man. He should have the answer you want. If you have the opportunity to see him in the future, he will say that his dearest little daughter wants you to come, and he will know."

After saying this, Chen Yue'e's spiritual body finally couldn't support it and began to gradually disintegrate from bottom to top, turning into fine and uncheckable spiritual powder.

"I'm so sorry, I can only talk to my senior. Finally, there is a reluctant request... Please help me take care of Qingming."

Wang Jiu said: "I signed a master-slave contract with her, so I naturally have the obligation to take care of the mount."

"That's it, then I'll feel relieved."

At this time, more than half of Chen Yue'e's spiritual body had disappeared, and the woman seemed to have finally put down her whole thoughts, closed her eyes, and waited for the moment when she completely disappeared.

"Ah, I almost forgot." Chen Yue'e suddenly opened her eyes, "Senior, can you keep the secret of meeting with me today? If Qingming knows, she will definitely be sad."

"good."

"In addition, this room is a little thing I left for Qingming, and some letters are correspondences between me and Fengyun when they were young... I would like to ask senior..."

However, when he talked about the last word, Chen Yue'e's spiritual body collapsed silently and turned into countless crystal powder.

Wang Jiu was puzzled immediately.

What do I ask? Study hard? Carry out custody?

However, it is said that only by knowing yourself and your opponent can you win a hundred battles. Since Chen Yue'e mentioned the correspondence, then read it first and then talk about the handling measures.

Thinking of this festival, Wang Jiu opened the storage boxes in the secret room one by one, most of which were silver, herbs and other thoughtful auxiliary objects for monks in Fengqi Realm. There was only a small wooden box filled with letters.

When I opened one of the letters, it was written by Chen Yue'e to Li Fengyun.

"Fengyun, you and I have been in love for several years, and I have been talking about everything. I thought that no matter how close the couple in the world was, I was just like this. However, not long ago, I went to Jinyu City and saw a wonderful love letter called 'Wenai'..."

——

"So that's it, this is what is called 'Wen Ai'."

After reading the letters from Chen Yue'e and Li Fengyun, Wang Jiu felt that he had gained some knowledge. During the battle between immortals and demons, Luo Yu once mentioned to him that Qingzhou, as the pioneer of fashion in Jiuzhou, had a fashion culture called "Wenai". However, without waiting for Luo Yu to explain the concept of Wenai to him in detail, the final battle broke out, and the so-called "Wenai" became an insolvent mystery.

Now I have eliminated the thoughts of the sword spirit.

Unfortunately, this does not answer Wang Jiu’s previous question. Chen Yue'e plans to ask him to deal with these letters?

Could it be that smart woman could see that she was not proficient in human relationships and worldly affairs, so she used letters to explain literary love to herself? Forget it, and then hand the letters to Li Qingming for identification.

Just as Wang Jiu was about to pack up his things and leave, he suddenly followed the vines and flowers in the sword world and heard footsteps outside the courtyard.

Yesterday, the servant group who was stabbed by his three swords to protect his external body skills, Li Yuan, Li Li Peng.
To be continued...
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