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Chapter 28 Spirit Beast
At that time, although Chen Zhishu was the elder brother of the Medicine Cultivation Department, he was still just a child. Whenever he encountered someone who was looking for trouble, he was always the first to rush in and get violent with death. Many people were frightened by the red-eyed Chen Zhishu, and later he Never caused trouble again.

So Chen Zhishu looks as gentle as jade, but he is the most ruthless among the four elders' direct disciples.

Hearing this, Jing Chu showed a shocked expression.

And this regulation?
Jing Chu didn't dare to say she lost for fear of being embarrassed. Not only did she lose, Shen Jingzhou also broke her wooden sword.

Everyone looked at Jing Chu and their expressions suddenly became clear. Chu Qing frowned, holding the sword and looking away.

Then the fourth elder saw the envelope protruding from Jing Chu's sleeves, and then turned away everyone.

"Is this why you went to the outer gate today?" the fourth elder asked.

Jing Chu nodded solemnly.

"I know you're anxious, but my advice is to wait."

Hearing this, Jing Chu asked in confusion, "Why?"

Her plan was to stay in the inner sect for a year and then go down the mountain. During this year, she could refine the two sleeves of Qingfeng up to the fifth level, so that after she came down from the mountain, she wouldn't have to worry about dying even if she met a master like Vajra Realm.

"The lowest realms on the list I gave you are all in the Vajra Heaven Realm. I'm afraid it's hard for you to handle it alone, so I asked you to wait."

Late at night, Jing Chu carved a new mahogany sword in the house. While practicing the sword in the courtyard to test his skills, a subtle sound fell into his ears.

She sheathed her sword and turned around, meeting a pair of red bean-sized eyes.

At some point, a white jade-like snake climbed up on the stone table nearby. It had two red bean-like eyes. It was spitting out a snake letter and tilted its head and stared straight at her.

The white snake was only as big as two of her fingers and looked like a cub.

Jing Chu felt that there were spiritual energy fluctuations on the snake, and it seemed that it was a spiritual pet raised by someone else.

Jing Chu sat in front of the stone table and hooked its tail with her little finger, and the little snake rubbed her hand with its head as if to please.

"Little one, where is your master?"

As if White Snake could understand her words, he turned his head and looked towards the corridor opposite.

A piece of white robe was exposed behind a pillar. The person hiding behind moved and then poked his head out to take a look. After meeting Jing Chu's gaze, he suddenly shrank back.

He was the boy who was looking for something outside Jingchu's room last time.

If she guessed correctly, this must be the Fourth Senior Brother Wen Yan whom Senior Brother Chen said was very afraid of strangers.

"Is it Fourth Senior Brother? Your spiritual pet ran out."

The young man seemed to be the same age as her, so it was awkward to call him senior brother.

For a long time, Jing Chu could only see his robe shaking. After a long time, the young man finally poked his head out.

He whispered timidly, "That, that is a gift for you."

After saying that, he ran away immediately regardless of Jing Chu's reaction.

Jing Chu stretched out his hand to hold him back, but he had already disappeared.

Leaving her and White Snake to stare at each other, Jing Chu was a little distressed. She had raised a sword spirit but not a spiritual pet. She should have the same need for spiritual power as the sword spirit, right?

She touched the snake's head, and the white snake wrapped around her hand, then turned into a bracelet and tightly wrapped it around her wrist.

Jing Chu smiled. Generally speaking, the spiritual pets raised by monks would be tainted with the master's personality, but the spiritual pets raised by Senior Brother Wen had nothing like his temperament.

Under the cool breeze, Jing Chu was bathing in the moonlight, his thoughts drifting far away.

She once had a sword, which she had kept with him for decades, but she gave birth to a sword spirit who was just a little baby.

The little baby's face was plump and cute, and everyone liked to rub his cheeks at that time.Later, as her spiritual power increased, Sword Spirit also grew from a baby boy to a young boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. Unfortunately, the chubby flesh on the baby's face gradually disappeared as the baby boy grew up.

Jing Chu looked at the young man who still had a little baby fat on his face, and always wanted to put his hands on it, but as the child grew older, he was not allowed to touch it. Every time he rubbed it twice without warning, he would receive a slap from the young man. .

Sometimes I always like to see the boy getting angry and furious, he is just as cute as when he was a child.

When she died, Sword Spirit was just like a mortal when he was 15 years old. I don’t know what happened to him after that. Without the support of her spiritual power, I don’t know how long he can last.

When going to bed, the bracelet on Jing Chu's wrist turned into the shape of a snake again.

It looked at the storage bag in Jingchu's arms with a look of jealousy in its magical eyes. It stepped forward, rolled up the bag with its tail, and threw it off the bed, while itself was coiled beside the bed.

Feeling the thing in his arms disappear, he stretched out his hand to touch on the bed, and then encountered a cold object and dragged it into his arms without thinking.

In a house a few hundred meters away from Jingchu, a timid and introverted young man was curled up on the bed, with a smile on his fair face and two clusters of blush, and even the tips of his ears were red.

next day
Jing Chu took White Snake to specifically ask Chen Zhishu how to feed his spiritual pet.

"To raise a spiritual pet, you only need to feed some spiritual power regularly. If the junior sister doesn't have spiritual power, she can use spiritual stones or spiritual grass instead."

Jing Chu nodded, thinking that it was the same as raising a sword spirit, except that her sword spirit had a bigger appetite.

"Junior sister, do you want to raise a spiritual pet? It happened that a disciple of the Beast Control Department was injured during class. I was about to go over and take a look. There are many spiritual pets in the Beast Control Department. Why don't you go with me and see if you can find what you like? Spiritual pet."

Hearing this, Jing Chu shook his head and said that he already had a spiritual pet, and the white snake spun out of Jing Chu's hair as if he had sensed it.

Chen Zhishu couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the white snake coiled on Jing Chu's head.

"This snake was given to you by Junior Brother Wen?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhishu even knew this.

"This snake is Junior Brother Wen's favorite spiritual pet. Normally we are not allowed to touch it. I didn't expect that he would give it to you."

Hearing this, Jing Chu looked surprised.

Then she won't be loved by others.

"Senior Brother Wen likes this snake very much?"

Chen Zhishu nodded.

"Junior Brother Wen belongs to the Lancang River Witch Clan. The people of the Witch Clan regard snakes as their patron saints, so Junior Brother Wen keeps many snakes in his room. All snakes raised by him will have spirituality."

"Then I should return this snake to Senior Brother Wen." Jing Chu said hesitantly.

When the white snake coiled on Jing Chu's head heard that Jing Chu was about to send it back, it immediately stood up and rubbed her face.

Chen Zhishu saw this and couldn't help but smile.

"Since Junior Brother Wen gave it to you, it means that Junior Brother likes our little Junior Sister very much. If you give it back, Junior Brother will have random thoughts based on his temperament."

Jing Chu gave up the idea after thinking for a while.

After Chen Zhishu left, the white snake climbed down from her head and wrapped around Jing Chu's arm.

"Since you have become my spiritual pet, I have to give you a name."

Jing Chu scratched the snake's head with his fingers.

"You feel like silk. How about I call you Lingluo?"

White Snake cupped her hand, seemingly satisfied with the name.

(End of this chapter)