I, Liuxian, am not a dragon, don't disturb

Leng Xiang heard the words, shook her head slightly, and said:

"I can't be considered a sword spirit. I was originally a plum blossom demon, but I was folded to make a sword hilt. After merging with this sword, I became what I am today..."

Hearing this, Su Qing was thoughtful...

I thought Leng Xiang was a sword spirit, but I didn't expect that she was the spirit of the plum blossom on the sword.

Seeing Su Qing's silence, Leng Xiang panicked.

He hurriedly said: "Please don't dislike it, my little master. Leng Xiang can cook and sweep the floor! Although she is not a sword spirit, she can also control a spirit sword! It is not a sword spirit, but it is better than a sword spirit! Please don't lose Leng Xiang fragrant."

Leng Xiang has an aloof appearance, but her temperament is ridiculously weak.

A look of fear of being abandoned.

It can be said that it is love at first sight.

It seemed that he was about to hug Su Qing's thigh directly.

Su Qing was also a little flustered by her appearance.

She has seen such a scene before!

"I don't dislike it, it's just a little accidental."

Su Qing was really surprised...

Just woke up today and experienced a variety of information shocks.

My brain can't slow down a bit.

However, she would not despise such a good sword spirit.

She even kept those lazy sparrows by her side, not to mention this sword spirit who is like a good wife and mother?

"It's good that the young master doesn't dislike it."

Leng Xiang breathed a sigh of relief...

No wonder she was so afraid of being rejected.

Who can understand the loneliness of hundreds of thousands of years?

Now that she finally has a master, how can she let go.

Even if it's just staying by the master's side to serve tea and water, or do odd jobs, it's better than being left in the warehouse to collect ashes.

"How could I despise you? I have no other weapons other than you."

Su Qing helplessly spread her hands and said:

"Simply put, you are my only weapon now."

Hearing this, Leng Xiang's face was overjoyed, as if she wished she could rush up to hug Su Qing.

But if she really wants to hug her, Su Qing has to think about it.

No one wants to be stabbed in the back just because their sword spirit is excited, right?

"Thank you, little master, for taking care of me!" Leng Xiang smiled happily.

laughing like a child...

Although he has an iceberg face, he is not an iceberg at all.

"By the way, where did you get these dishes?"

Su Qing touched her chin.

Although there is a kitchen in my own yard, I have never grown vegetables, let alone raised chickens.

"Calling from the nearby yard!"

Su Qing blinked her eyes, as if she knew where it came from.

Poor Senior Brother Liu Yingtong.

Leng Xiang beat the chicken that had just been raised for less than a month.

I have to apologize to my brother later...

"Forget it, don't go anywhere to get things in the future. If you lack any materials, go to the dining room to get them! The guys there are very talkative."

Su Qing said helplessly.

"Good young master." Leng Xiang nodded obediently.

"Can you get smaller? Now in the monastery, it's not an option to carry you around all the time."

"Yes, my lord."

Leng Xiang nodded slightly, and it turned into a hairpin.

It fell into Su Qing's hands.

"That's not bad."

Su Qing nodded slightly.

Turning it into a hairpin will not look too obtrusive, and it is also suitable for daily use.

Su Qing quickly had breakfast.

Woke up a few little sparrows who were still snoozing.

With the help of Leng Xiang, she fixed her hair and changed her clothes.

After that, he set off to listen to Bodhi's lecture.

Although it has transformed into form now, and a wish has been fulfilled, the practice is not over yet.

The 72 changes have not been learned yet, so naturally I have to go to class honestly.

Su Qing was thinking, if there is a chance in the future, maybe he can find a way to learn somersaults from his ancestors.

Although somersaults are a bit indecent, but... a thousand miles away.

It's great for traveling.

Su Qing stopped thinking wildly, and soon came to the lecture hall.

Before waiting for the ancestor to go to class.

Su Qing also stopped by to apologize to Senior Brother Liu Yingqing.

After knowing the cause and effect, Liu Yingqing didn't say anything.

Just to let Leng Xiang stop fussing about her other chickens...

Su Qing also quickly helped Leng Xiang agree.

After a while, Patriarch Bodhi came.

Su Qing and the others also quieted down and listened.

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Chapter 39 37. Although she is called Lengxiang, she is soft-tempered

The ancestor finished teaching the Fa every day.

Su Qing left behind and taught the 72 changes.

Su Qing also sat upright, listening carefully, for fear of missing something.

Su Qing has the accumulation of the past.

These 72 changes are fairly easy to learn.

In addition, she is more enthusiastic about the practice itself, and the speed of learning is not too slow.

Basically, where Bodhi teaches, she can learn there.

Practice is proceeding step by step.

Before I knew it, half a year had passed.

It is snowing lightly today.

There was already a layer of snow in the courtyard.

Leng Xiang was sweeping snow in the yard with a broom, and a few sparrows were chatting with her beside her.

About the same as usual, I'm talking about Su Qing's past.

It was as if he was saying that he knew Su Qing very well.

It's just that Leng Xiang didn't care much about these, and just answered casually with a smile.

Still concentrating on sweeping snow in his hands.

As far as Lengxiang is concerned, staying with Su Qing and having something to do is enough.

Su Qing stood in the yard, holding a snowball in her hand.

Because of her hibernation, this was the first time she really saw snow.

Naturally, he is full of interest in this snow.

Su Qing doesn't need to learn any spells today.

Her 72 changes have been completely mastered a few days ago.

What needs to be done in the future is to consolidate mastery.

But today, it is necessary to take a good rest and relax for a while.

She looked at the snowball in her hand.

Not knowing what was going on in her mind, she threw the snowball in her hand at Leng Xiang.

Snowball didn't pass through Leng Xiang's body, but directly covered Leng Xiang's face.

Leng Xiang turned her head in a daze, and asked:

"My lord, what's the matter? Is it because the snow hasn't been swept away?"

Su Qing froze for a moment, she thought that Leng Xiang would grab the snowball and throw it back.

But I didn't expect... She was not angry at all, but asked such a gentle question.

This made Su Qing unable to do so.

Do you want to be so gentle? !

Su Qing said: "It's okay... I just want to play with you."

"Play?" Leng Xiang tilted her head and asked, "My lord, what should I do?"

If the master wants to play, she is naturally willing to accompany him.

She is also happy to share her master's worries.

The more useful you are, the more you cannot do without yourself.

The less likely he is to be thrown back into the factory warehouse.

Leng Xiang felt that she had made a good plan.

Su Qing was helpless, and Leng Xiang obviously didn't understand the snowball fight at all.

So I explained it to her.

Leng Xiang is not stupid, she quickly understood.

At this time, those little fat chirps expressed that they would also participate in the game.

"You don't even have hands...how do you have a snowball fight?"

"But we know magic!"

"Yes, yes. Just use spells to make snowballs."

Su Qing said: "You can use spells, isn't it cheating?"

"Not counting! We only pinch snowballs! Absolutely no cheating!"