Chapter 31 Earth-Level Magic Weapon

Feng Qianqian glared at Ning Zhao fiercely, saying that if you keep sarcastic about me, you don't know when it will end.

Taking into account that Ning Zhao's injury was still recovering and he needed to rest, she turned to look at Chu Yu and said, "Chu Yu, take your senior sister back to Xiaozhu Peak and don't let her take up space in my pharmacy."

Chu Yu hummed, but his face was a little reluctant.

Ning Zhao knew that Chu Yu hadn't established a foundation yet, so she wouldn't ask him to fly with a sword, not to mention that she hadn't taught Chu Yu this trick yet!

She felt the spiritual power gradually becoming abundant in her body, and she thought it would be no problem to fly with the sword.

"Junior brother, help me up."

Chu Yu stepped forward as instructed and obediently helped Ning Zhao up.

Feng Qianqian stood by the bookshelf by herself, holding a medical book and reading it. She did not raise her head until Ning Zhao and Chu Yu disappeared into the pharmacy.

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As soon as Ning Zhaofu took out the Jiuqing Sword, he saw the sword spirit Jiuqing popping out of the sword body and staring at her with big eyes.

Jiuqing hurriedly came over, as if he had something to whisper, "Let me tell you, the sword spirit in your junior brother's sword is an old guy!"

"He said that he knew my sister Taiqing, but Taiqing had accompanied her consort to heaven decades ago. Moreover, Taiqing had been in seclusion in the past few years, and the last time he appeared in the world was hundreds of years ago. If that

If this guy really knows me well, it must have happened hundreds of years ago."

As he spoke, Jiuqing's little mind was spinning rapidly, and he looked at the storage bag on Chu Yu's waist in disbelief.

"Could it be...could it be that that guy is also an ancient sword spirit..."

Chu Yu happened to say, "Sister, master said he is on the way."

Ning Zhao took the opportunity to hum, responding to both Jiuqing and Chu Yu.

When the two of them stepped onto the sword, Jiuqing was still a little repelled.

"Hey, hey, hey, my majestic Sword Spirit Jiuqing, is it a bit rude to be stepped on by a kid like your junior brother who is in the Qi refining stage?"

"When you return to Xiaozhu Peak later, you must remember to give me a good scrub!"

"No! You have to scrub it three times!"

Ning Zhao had no choice but to control Jiuqing to fly towards Xiaozhu Peak faster.

In just half a cup of tea, the two of them arrived at Xiaozhu Peak.

After Chu Yu helped Ning Zhao go back to the room, he also went back to the room.

Ning Zhao saw his lips parting as if he wanted to say something, and after a moment of hesitation, he walked out of the room.

"Ning Zhao, Ning Zhao, did you promise to clean the sword blade for me?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, I feel sick all over when I think about you two brats stepping on my sword."

"I don't know how those sword spirits can bear it."

Ning Zhao really didn't want to listen to Jiuqing's nagging anymore, so he waved his hand and applied two dust-removing techniques to the body of the Jiuqing Sword. Until the sword was so shiny that you could look in the mirror, Jiuqing said happily: "That's how it should be.

Well!"

Tuk-tuk-tuk, I don’t know who is knocking on the door.

Ning Zhao stepped forward and opened the small wooden door. Outside the door was a kind-hearted face.

Lord Linghui's robes were a little messy, and he seemed to have come back in a hurry.

"Xiao Zhao, how's it going?"

"I have brought you various elixirs. You can see for yourself which ones are good for you."

Ning Zhao obediently took the storage bag from Master Linghui, "I'm fine, Master."

Lord Linghui frowned slightly again, with a hint of severity in his tone that he didn't even realize, "Originally, I wasn't worried about you going to the Sword Tomb with Xiao Yu."

"But... your uncle is also a fool. His apprentice has not yet introduced Qi into her body. How dare you let her break into the sword tomb alone? Isn't that her life in vain?"

Where Lord Linghui couldn't see him, Jiuqing nodded in agreement, "Yes, that's right, I also think that old man Lingyue is just a fool!"

Lord Lingyue raised his eyes and saw the silver-white sword Ning Zhao placed on the table. He reached out to pick up the sword and was stunned.

"This is...Jiuqing Sword?"

"Xiao Zhao, you actually pulled out Jiu Qing!"

Jiuqing felt very relieved when she saw Lord Linghui's appearance. Hum, she knew that there were still people who knew the goods...no...swords.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Venerable Linghui said something that made her stomp her feet, "But... ancient books record that Jiuqing has the nature of a child and loves to deceive the world." Xiao Zhao, you must be careful.

Lord Linghui didn't say the rest. Ning Zhao understood it, and Jiuqing also understood it.

Jiuqing was so angry that he punched Lord Linghui one after another from a distance, and kept shouting: "Little old man Linghui, I remember you are not like this! Why have you said that you will change over the past few decades?

Change!"

"I, Jiuqing, am not a child, and I will not lie to others!"

Lord Linghui gave Ning Zhao a few more words and walked towards Chu Yu's cabin.

Hearing that Ning Zhao said that Chu Yu was not injured, he was worried and decided to go and see for himself.

As soon as Lord Linghui walked out of the door, Jiuqing made a fuss at Ning Zhao, "Ning Zhao! Why didn't you explain to me just now!"

"When did I, Jiuqing, become a child? Do I always lie to others?"

Ning Zhao nodded silently, "Yes, that's right."

The words Jiuqing had not yet spoken were choked in her throat. She snorted angrily and retracted herself into the Jiuqing Sword.

Lord Linghui had just left for a while when someone knocked on the door again.

Ning Zhao stepped forward and opened the door. There were two people standing outside the door, namely Venerable Lingyue and Mo Yiyi.

Noila Mo held a plant in her hand and handed it over to Ning Zhao as soon as she saw it.

"Senior sister, Tianshan Snow Lotus!"

Her eye sockets were reddish, her eyes were misty, and she had a little nasal sound, and she looked like she had just cried.

Ning Zhao reached out and took the Tianshan Snow Lotus.

"Azhao, how do you feel now?"

Ning Zhao withdrew his gaze from Mo Yiyi and said warmly: "Thank you for your concern, uncle. I think you will be fine after a few days of rest."

Noila Mo grabbed her sleeves and looked at Ning Zhao pitifully, "Senior sister...in the Sword Tomb, it's not that I don't want to help, I really...don't know how to help you..."

As she spoke, her eyes became red again.

"Yiyi, didn't I just tell you that Azhao knows your strength and won't blame you."

Venerable Lingyue said this, so naturally Ning Zhao couldn't say any harsh words. She nodded and said: "Indeed, junior sister, you don't have to worry about it."

"It's just that this time, junior sister didn't succeed in drawing the sword, so it's inevitable that she's a little regretful."

Mo Yiyi was waiting for this sentence, and quickly raised her left hand and made two gestures in front of Ning Zhao.

"No regrets, no regrets."

"Senior sister, you don't know, I just discovered that I have an extra bracelet on my wrist."

"Master has checked it out for me. This bracelet is an earth-level magic weapon. There is a small space inside, and..."

"Yiyi!" Lord Lingyue's voice sounded in time, and Mo Yiyi was shocked to realize that she had almost spilled the beans.

Master has repeatedly warned that the spiritual spring in the space cannot be told to others. After all...after all, the spiritual spring is only a small one. What if others want a share of the pie? What if the bracelet is taken away by others?

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Lord Lingyue turned to Ning Zhao and smiled, "I think Ah Zhao's complexion is still not that good, so Yiyi and I will go back to Qingya Mountain first. But no matter what, we still have to take care of ourselves and don't focus on practicing swordsmanship."

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Ning Zhao saluted Lord Lingyue and watched the two of them step onto the crane and leave Xiaozhu Peak.
Chapter completed!