I am in good spirits

Chapter 100 Ask me what to choose?Of course choose a blunt weapon!
"Wake up, why are you sleeping here?"

It was high in the sun, and Sui Mingxing, who had returned from a medical visit, stepped into the high wooden door of the emerald green courtyard, and saw Bai Jin lying on the grand teacher's chair basking in the sun and sleeping soundly, while Chong Xing poured himself a drink with a melancholy face.

"Huh? Master, you are back? I wish my senior sister is fine!"

Bai Jin opened his eyes tiredly, looked at Sui Mingxing, who was squatting beside him and poking his cheek, and said, "Disciple has worked too hard for the past two days."

"Understood, our master and apprentice are in the same line, understand"

Sui Mingxing didn't believe in Bai Jin's evil. As someone who had experienced it, she understood that it was difficult to get up in winter, and she would not be harsh on Bai Jin's behavior of sleeping in. Anyway, she also likes to take a short break when the sky is dark.

"Zhu Fu that girl has nothing to do, it's just some things about my daughter's house. If you don't play around on weekdays, there will be no major problems."

"Steel women with fire attributes also have dysmenorrhea?" Bai Jin suddenly heard Zhu Fu's condition and showed a surprised expression.

Bai Jin has been cultivating immortals for so long, this is the first time he heard that fairies also have this kind of distress.

Isn't Zhu Fu a monk born with fire attributes?The temperature of the body is different from that of ordinary people, so it can cause pain?
"If you're worried about Zhu Fu, go and have a look, that crazy girl is pitifully huddled in the bed."

Sui Mingxing didn't elaborate on Zhu Fu's illness, but it wasn't because she was ashamed to speak out. As a doctor, she hadn't seen any kind of strange organs, not because Bai Jin hadn't come into contact with those diseases yet.

If you practice wrong techniques, you can lie in bed for a few days at most, but if you lose your medical skills, you will die. Once a patient dies, the family members of the patient may take the doctor's life.

Then the patient's genealogy may be taken away by the head teacher, and he began to nod his head with a face full of indifference. Sui Mingxing didn't want Bai Jin to become a strange doctor who would always manage people's genealogy.

"That's right, come with me as a teacher."

Sui Mingxing turned around and beckoned, signaling Bai Jin, who was sitting on the master's chair drinking water, to come with him.

"As a teacher, I want to give you some small gifts as an incentive to congratulate you on being promoted to Jindan."

"Master, what is so mysterious?" Bai Jin followed along.

He is not the wealth of Tu Sui Mingxing, he is simply curious about what Sui Mingxing gave him, but his master has never said that he is playing mysterious games there to catch his appetite.

Now that he can see the true face of the gift, Bai Jin is still very happy.

"This is the Master's Treasure Pavilion. There are some magic weapons of acceptable quality in it. Take a look at what weapons you use on weekdays and choose one from there."

Coming to the alchemy room in the emerald green courtyard, Sui Mingxing pushed open the door of the warehouse where the medicinal materials were stored, and brought the white brocade into his small treasury, and asked him to choose a convenient one.

The wooden shelves in the small treasury are displayed one by one, and there are many magical artifacts of different sizes on the shelves. Most of the magical artifacts have radiant scenes, obviously not the quality that Sui Mingxing said lightly.

But the grade of magical artifacts is not particularly high. They are only stored in the Treasure Pavilion because Sui Mingxing finds them interesting, and they may be useful. If we really want to talk about spiritual weapons, Sui Mingxing really does not have them here.

There are channels to buy magical artifacts, but spiritual artifacts are very rare. First-class immortal artifacts can at most dig out some fragments.

Spiritual artifacts belong to the experts in the cultivation world, and the fragments of immortal artifacts are left over from the barbaric era.
"Let me choose"

Looking at the dazzling array of magic weapons, Bai Jin suddenly fell into the difficulty of choosing.

His weapon is the soul, so he has never considered what weapon to use in the future, basically he will use whatever he finds, and feed the soul after use.

Now Sui Mingxing wants to give him a magical weapon, so he must use this weapon when he is in the Xingluo Xianmen, or when he goes out on behalf of the Xingluo Xianmen.

The situation is urgent, and Bai Jin can only use the method of elimination in his mind to screen out the suitable magic weapon.

"First of all, I have never played with swords, guns, swords and halberds, and I will not be able to practice hard day and night every day in the future. All swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks are out of the game!"

Bai Jin walked through the shelves one by one, thinking about the weapon that suits him in his heart: "I am good at fighting with bare hands. Wood skills and soul can strengthen the body."

"Then choose the close-fitting type first, and if not, choose the blunt weapon type with a large strike range."

When Bai Jinxuan was marching, Sui Mingxing had been standing at the door to observe, seeing the apprentice's movements, she showed a hint of satisfaction.

To be a human being is to be decisive. Now you can choose something in yourself and you can return it if you are not satisfied. If the scene is changed to some cave or ruins to grab the opportunity, you hesitate for fear that you will not be able to eat hot shit when you are hungry.

Sui Mingxing deliberately did not tell Bai Jin that he gave him a weapon as a gift today.

I just want to simulate what Bai Jin will do when he encounters a sudden opportunity.

"what?"

Sui Mingxing was smiling all over his face, and when he saw Bai Jin choosing the weapon, he was stunned.

Bai Jin did not choose a wide-opening and closing weapon as she expected, nor did he choose any long-handed weapons.

He just took a shovel, the shovel he used to take care of the garden flowers on weekdays.

"Master, I have already chosen the magic weapon, and I just like the shovel in front of me."

Bai Jin walked around the small vault, but didn't see any gauntlets, stepping armor, or meteor hammer, nor did he see a mace or a big thick black stick, so he took something he was used to .

When it comes to playing with a shovel, he is still confident. Like when he first came to Wenyao Peak to report, in order to please Sui Mingxing, he has always paid attention to his master's daily habits and likes and dislikes, and he will do whatever Sui Mingxing likes.

He had learned gardening from Sui Mingxing's side, and even made up for it at night.

"For me who doesn't like to kill, the shovel in front of me is very suitable for me who likes gardening."

"Then you like it."

Seeing Bai Jin's strange expression, Sui Mingxing said, "It's called 'Yimu Garden Cultivation'. It's used for the teacher's daily planting and division of flowers, and it has been used for many years."

"The whole handle is made of undead tree branches, and the glass-like thing on it is the essence of wood. Plants whose roots are cut off or injured by it can be transplanted 100% successfully."

"It can freely change in size according to mana injection, and is extremely suitable for cultivation in gardens."

"Ah, master, shall I go back and change?" Bai Jin said in embarrassment when he saw the strange expression on Master's face when he learned that he had taken Sui Ming Xing.

Although Sui Mingxing had a strange expression, Bai Jin didn't think that Master was stingy, it was just that some old people used to have feelings, and he could fully understand such feelings.

"Change, don't change"

Sui Mingxing looked weird and raised his hand, two thick emerald green branches sprang out from the sleeves on both sides, filling the air with a refreshing fragrance: "The natal plant refined for the master is an 'immortal tree' .”

"There is indeed a fate between our master and apprentice."

Among the hundreds of magical instruments of different styles, Bai Jin didn't choose anything, but chose an undead wooden shovel that he put on the side of the shelf.
It really made her have to sigh, fate these things are really wonderful sometimes
As expected of someone who has been deduced and is extremely suitable for him to be his apprentice.

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Looking at the two branches protruding from the cuffs of the Suiming star clothes, it was Bai Jin's turn to look weird this time.

It's weird. It's weird no matter how many times you watch it.

(End of this chapter)