My practice with the fairy

Chapter 46 The Little White Flower of the Story
Jing Yue stopped dancing after jumping eight times in a row, not because Shen Lu and Shen Yun came, but because his legs were numb.

After all, this is not the body of the virgin girl. It fell from such a high place and chopped to the ground.

He stood there, standing there stiffly, waiting for the numbness to dissipate, while chatting with the two siblings to avoid embarrassment.

The two brothers and sisters came to ask him what he lacked recently, and they said that the family just happened to be going to buy things.

With [-]% of the income from that small street, Jing Yue is already self-sufficient, and has no shortage of medicines.

But thinking of the materials needed to draw talismans, he couldn't help asking Shen Yun if he could get some talisman ink.

The so-called talisman ink and talisman paper are tools for practicing talisman drawing.

The best talisman ink is usually mixed with prepared animal blood, which helps the true energy flow, so as to achieve a smooth and silky effect.

However, these things are all dispensable in the future, just like sword talismans. After entering the Tao with talismans, you can use the sword to draw talismans out of thin air, and you don't need any talisman ink or talisman paper at all.

But now that Jing Yue is a newcomer, he still needs these things to assist him.

Shen Yun said: "These things are not very common, but Brother Jing, don't worry, I will definitely help you find them."

Hearing that Jing Yue wanted talisman paper and talisman ink, Fourth Miss Shen Lu couldn't help being surprised and said, "Brother Jing, can you still draw talismans?"

Ever since she became close to Jing Yue, Shen Lu's address to Jing Yue has changed from the slightly distant "Hi" to the sweet "Brother Jing".

Jing Yue nodded and said, "I understand a little bit."

Shen Lu couldn't help admiringly said: "Brother Jing, you know everything, unlike my brother who knows nothing."

The third young master, Shen Yun, lay down on the gun for no reason, and said angrily: "You compare me with Brother Jing, thank you so much!"

This time, Jing Yue originally wanted the third young master to help him buy a sword, but thinking that this girl dared to spend even 1000 taels of silver for a gun, he decided to buy it himself.

He prefers cost-effectiveness. Except for taking medicine, he can't help but feel guilty if the other things are too expensive.

No way, I was too poor at the beginning.

That day, Jing Yue finished taking the medicine as usual, and when the medicine took effect, he said silently: "System, I want to enter the body of the eldest lady."

With a familiar whirlwind, Jing Yue came to Mu Qingqian's body again.

"You're finally here." Miss Mu's voice sounded joyfully as usual.

Because this is the first time since the eldest lady confessed her love for the first time, Jing Yue felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

At this time, Mu Qingqian's voice sounded again - "Well, don't be burdened by the fact that I like you, even if you have a girl you like, don't care about me.".

If she could control her body at this moment, she must be cautiously opening her beautiful big eyes.

This is indeed the result of the eldest lady's careful thinking these days.

Yes, since Xiang Jingyue's brave confession, she only thought that Jing Yue might have someone else in her heart, and she couldn't help worrying that it would bring trouble to Jing Yue, so she came up with the above paragraph.

Jing Yue raised his eyebrows and replied, "Don't worry, I'll do the same if you don't tell me."

"That's good."

Mu Qingqian was quite disappointed for a while.

She held back for a while, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked cautiously: "That means, you have a sweetheart?"

"No, I'm not interested in girls right now." Jing Yue replied.

"It's okay, it's okay." The eldest lady secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said silently.

At this time, Jing Yue's attention was suddenly attracted by a long sword on the table.

This sword is not a standard three-foot Qingfeng, at least four feet long, but even though it is so long, it still doesn't look slender because its blade is very wide.

The material of the sword is also very special, it is faint blue and somewhat transparent, like ice crystals in the deep sea.

There are some white textures in the semi-transparent sword body, and these textures are petal-shaped, like blossoming jasmine flowers.

"What kind of sword is this?" Jing Yue couldn't help asking.

"My mother gave it to me yesterday. It is an ancient sword handed down from my family. It should be made from the ten-thousand-year-old black ice from Kunlun Mountain. It has no name yet."

"No name?" Jing Yue asked doubtfully.

"Well, the rules of the family, as long as the sword has a new owner, it must have a new name, can you help me choose a name now?" Mu Qingqian tried.

Jing Yue asked in surprise, "Me? Why?"

The last time my nephew asked him to give him a name, that's all. This time he came with a sword.

I have to say that this sword is really top-quality, it looks extremely generous, but it feels light and sharp in the hand.

Indistinctly, the sword body and the water spirit body echoed, and it seemed very smooth.

Mu Qingqian said: "No reason, I just feel that you should be quite good at picking names."

"I'm a waste of names." Jing Yue sighed.

"I'm even worse, why don't you help me get one." The eldest lady said pitifully.

Facing the coquettish behavior of this "like-minded" young lady, Jing Yue couldn't refuse for a while, and said, "The name I chose is ugly."

"As long as you take it, it's fine." The eldest lady said enthusiastically.

Jing Yue looked at the white textures like jasmine flowers on the sword body, and asked doubtfully, "Little white flower?"

Mu Qingqian suddenly became happy, and said, "Okay, I'll call it Xiaobaihua."

Since then, her saber has a name, and it was given by someone she likes, which means a lot to her.

Jing Yue: "."

He didn't expect the young lady to make such a hasty decision. He still had a few options, but it seemed that he would not need them.

Therefore, this not-so-small ancient sword has a small and refreshing name——"Little White Flower".

Jing Yue looked at the beautiful face in the mirror, and at the plum blossoms in full bloom outside the window, so he stretched out his hand, and dipped it with the sticking formula, and touched one of them.

He put the red flowers in Miss Mu's hair, and the young lady in the mirror suddenly became more charming.

Jing Yue couldn't help but sighed, "You are quite suitable for wearing red flowers."

Mu Qingqian said "En.", and said obediently, "I see."

From then on, every time Jing Yue went to the eldest lady, there was always a red flower on her head, pure and pretty.

When Jing Yue stepped on both legs, playing with guns and swords at the same time, increasing his strength, the willow trees beside the river in Bianzhou City had sprouted green shoots.

Under the warm sun, people took off their heavy winter clothes one after another, thinking that the warm spring has completely arrived.

But what followed was continuous drizzle and annoying late spring cold.

Most people in Bianzhou City don't like the weather.

It was cold and damp, and the mud was spilled on the wet flagstone road, and it was trampled into mud again, looking cold and dirty.

On the outskirts of the city, in a four-way house, Junior Brother Wang and Senior Brother Li from Dingyun Pavilion returned.

As soon as they returned to this land, their moods inevitably became depressed.

Brother Li said: "Then Zhao Si has been acting like a turtle since he came back, shouldn't we help him pull it out?"

Junior Brother Wang looked at the cloudy weather and sighed: "Waste, everyone in this city is trash, it's time to help him pull it out."

As a result, at this moment, a carrier pigeon flew over with flapping wings.

Brother Li was surprised and said, "It's a messenger from the pavilion."

(End of this chapter)