The cannon fodder changes his mind, but the protagonist wants to sell swords

Chapter 34 Obtaining the Pearl of the Deep Sea
"Senior Brother Jiang Lin!"

In the bamboo forest at dusk, the setting sun emits golden light and hits every bamboo leaf, making the bamboo leaves turn golden.

Much like gold leaves in the world.

This small bamboo forest is a special place for Jiang Lin to practice. He comes here every afternoon to practice his sword skills.

Unlike the large bamboo forest on the main peak, this small peak is too short and too small, so the sect is too lazy to send people to guard it.

Gradually, this small peak became uninhabited, and others called it "uninhabited peak".

Jiang Lin looked back after hearing the sound.

Zhao Zishan was wearing lavender clothes, her long black hair was inadvertently tied up, and her white neck was looming between the broken hair on the back of her head.

Jiang Lin couldn't help but hold his breath, for fear of disturbing this beauty.

"Senior brother Jiang Lin?" Zhao Zishan looked innocent and curious, "I have a sword move that I can't use no matter what, can you help me take a look?"

Only then did Jiang Lin confirm that he was not dreaming.

"Okay...of course no problem."

He took the sword manual from Zhao Zishan and looked at it. Fortunately, he had learned this sword manual before.

So he demonstrated it in person. The sword flew through the air and he pushed back hard with the back of his arm to repel the enemy.

"Do you understand?"

Zhao Zishan shook his head.

"You imitate what I did just now, and I'll see what steps I made wrong."

Zhao Zishan raised his sword tremblingly, and barely managed to complete the entire movement intermittently.

After all, Jiang Lin was the first disciple accepted by the sect master six years ago. As a senior brother, he helped to educate many disciples when the master was busy.

He could see the root problem of Zhao Zishan at a glance.

"You're too nervous."

Zhao Zishan rolled up his sleeves to wipe his sweat, his cheeks were slightly red, and he said a little shyly:
"But I can't control my nervousness."

Jiang Lin: "Why? This sword manual is not difficult. As long as you relax your limbs and your talent, you can learn it quickly."

Zhao Zishan shook his head helplessly, feeling extremely aggrieved. He sat on the ground and wiped the corners of his eyes.

"You all say that I have great talent. In fact, it takes me a long time to practice each set of sword skills. The last basic sword move took me three months to remember."

When the beauty cried, Jiang Lin was at a loss.

"Well, on the day of the assessment, you clearly broke through the level of cultivation..."

It wasn't just him. On the day of the assessment, anyone who was not blind could see that Zhao Zishan's temperament had changed a bit, which was obviously a sign of a breakthrough in cultivation.

"That's because!" Zhao Zishan's voice suddenly became louder than before, "Because... you can't even see me when I'm sweating..."

"I am a disciple of Hengze Immortal Lord, and I dare not tell him that I don't know this or that, for fear that he will drive me out of the house in anger."

Zhao Zishan was like a deflated rubber ball, the ends of his eyes were red, he bit his lower lip and stopped talking.

Jiang Lin was touched somewhere in his heart. He had felt helpless like this before.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up with the rich and powerful children.

Those people were born with golden keys in their mouths and were ahead at the starting line, but he tried his best to catch up, but in the end he just couldn't get closer.

It turns out that Zishan is also secretly working hard.

Seeing someone who was in such a similar state of mind to himself, Jiang Lin couldn't help but lend a helping hand.

"If you need advice in the future, you can come to me in the bamboo forest here."

Zhao Zishan was stunned and said softly:
"Would this be too much trouble, senior brother..."

Jiang Lin once again lamented that Zhao Zishan was not only charming but also hard-working and kind-hearted.

At this moment, he no longer felt jealous of her status as the princess of Zhao State, and only had sympathy for her.

For half a month, Zhao Zishan appeared in the bamboo forest on time every afternoon.After so many contacts, Jiang Lin felt more and more that Zhao Zishan relied not on talent but on hard work.

She couldn't learn many complicated moves at first. When she went back in the evening, she practiced for another two hours before she learned the basic moves.

It takes a day to practice one movement!
Jiang Lin often comforted Zhao Zishan not to rush and take his time. Many great immortal cultivators were just mediocre and small roles in the early stage. Later, after understanding the secret of cultivating immortals, their cultivation level greatly increased and they suddenly rose to prominence.

At first, this kind of verbal comfort could reassure Zhao Zishan, but gradually, Zhao Zishan began to believe in himself less and less.

"Senior Brother, I feel more and more that I am a useless person. If I had known I would have learned from Junior Sister Qinnuo. She has never been worried about external comments, but I am always on tenterhooks..."

Zhao Zishan sighed repeatedly.

"Master said that my spiritual roots are inherently unstable and I have to find a way to repair them. If I can repair them, I won't be so desperate..."

Jiang Lin's eyes lit up: "If the Immortal Lord can say that, there must be a way to repair it! Do you know what the way is?"

"There is a way. It requires something containing water spiritual power. The pearls around my neck were given to me by an eminent monk when I was young. Back then, he said that pearls could bring me opportunities. I think the eminent monk and the master must have talked about the same thing. "

"But, where can I get other pearls? Broken Sword Mountain is close to the sea, so there are no pearls. I don't know what year and month it will be until I finish building the foundation and come down the mountain."

The more Zhao Zishan talked, the darker his eyes became, as if his hope was dashed away.

Jiang Lin fell into deep thought, "Don't worry, senior brother will find a way."

Zhao Zishan smiled bitterly, "How can I bother Senior Brother? You teaching me how to practice swords is already a great help."

Jiang Lin was so soft-hearted, he would definitely help her.

The next day, Jiang Lin mysteriously came to the bamboo forest in advance to wait.

Wearing a purple shirt, the long skirt drags on the withered yellow bamboo leaves on the ground, creating a unique autumn beauty.

"Purple shirt."

Zhao Zishan narrowed his eyes and smiled at him, "Senior brother!"

"I practiced until the third shift yesterday, and I finally learned it! Look!"

Zhao Zishan raised the Ziji Sword, moving slowly, trying to restore the movements in the book bit by bit.

"oops!"

The beautiful figure fell to the ground without warning.

"Junior sister!" Jiang Lin exclaimed and rushed to Zhao Zishan.

"My foot is sprained..." Zhao Zishan cried anxiously, "Senior brother, I am so stupid, I can't do it right! Last night I dreamed that Master would help me make up for Lin Linggen. I was simply wishful thinking... "

As he spoke, Zhao Zishan beat his legs.

How could Jiang Lin be willing to watch a beauty treat him like this?He hurriedly took out the deep sea pearl from his sleeve.

"Junior sister, look!"

The tears in the corners of Zhao Zishan's eyes had not yet been wiped dry, and he said in surprise:

"What a beautiful and big pearl!"

"Yes, senior brother gave it to you. If you accept it, it will bring you opportunities." Jiang Lin felt distressed and helped her wipe her tears.

Zhao Zishan: "Senior brother, you are so kind to me!"

Seeing his junior sister crying with joy, Jiang Lin was not reluctant to part with the Pearl of the Deep Sea.

Junior sister is happy, that’s enough!

Because Zhao Zishan was injured, Jiang Lin escorted him back to Chiyang Peak and gave up practicing swordplay today.

When Jiang Lin walked away, Zhao Zishan's hand dropped from the crack of the door.

"This silly boy doesn't know the function of the deep sea pearl." Zhao Zishan held the bead in his hand, and the surface of the pearl suddenly glowed white and translucent.

"Sister, you did a good job." A woman's laughter came from the pendant pearl.

(End of this chapter)