The fairy cultivator is doted on by the six-year-old cubs

Chapter 20 The Blue Bird Teaser
Bai Zhizhi climbed up with a blank expression on his face, turned up his tattered sleeve and looked at it, his dislocated arm twisted even more seriously after a fall.

Tried to break it back, it hurt so badly, tried several times but failed to reset it, and couldn't find anything nearby to fix the broken bone, so I simply stopped looking at the broken arm, and didn't look at the cave again.

Outside the sword mountain, Mo Qianjun frowned again seeing the little disciple's twisted arm and the blood dripping on the ground.

The rest of the people in the hall were also silent for a while when they saw the little girl snapping back her hand expressionlessly.

It has been three months, the sword mountain and those spirit swords have trapped the little girl for three full months, and the little girl is especially stubborn, and she still refuses to give up.

It has become the habit of these disciples who guard the mountain to see the little girl's situation every day. From the beginning of doubt, to the present admiration.

It's just a broken sword!Can't practice swords?Practicing the whip?Still a gentleman's heart?What the hell?Is that what a gentleman does?Toss a ten-year-old child in different ways? (╬◣ω◢)
The spirit swords approaching the top of the mountain are even more mysterious and beautiful. Each spirit sword is either vast and simple, or brilliant, or murderous!
Bai Zhizhi quickly climbed to the top of the mountain, no longer staying, let alone probing, her time is running out...

With the support of the last grass fruit, finally, the winding mountain road came to an end!
Different from the densely populated ones below, there is a huge white rock on the top of Jianshan Mountain, which stands alone and majesticly on the huge and empty White Stone Square.

There are many traces on the square. It is obvious that many swords were inserted here, but at this time, there are only sword holes all over the ground...

Bai Zhizhi's grape pupils had a hazy wave of light, and his heart was full of mixed feelings...

On the huge white stone, which looks like a stone sword inserted upside down, there are three big characters "Tianshishan" carved in a fluttering manner.

"Huh? Isn't it called Lingjian Mountain, Tianjian Mountain or something?"

This white stone also looks so special, it doesn't look like gold or stone, its texture is very strange, like... like, like an abyss!
In a trance, Bai Zhizhi was already standing beside a huge cliff, and there was scorched land as far as the eye could see from the bottom of the cliff.

The earth seemed to be abruptly cut off by hell here, and the strong wind mixed with blood and fire wailed and rolled up, choking people almost suffocating.

"Where is this?"

"This is my spiritual realm. I am the God of Slaughter. Would you like to be my one hundred and seventh bonded person?"

"One hundred and seven?"

"Yes, one hundred and seven, the previous one hundred and six are gone, are you willing to be the one hundred and seven?"

"..."

"Will you..."

"willing!"

Bai Zhizhi hardly hesitated, and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, happy! Happy! When I set foot on the God Realm, I will let the blood of those false gods once again spill over this thousand miles of red land!"

"Okay! Let's kill him together!"

Thinking of those dark evil gods who manipulated people's fate at will, Bai Zhizhi's pride was completely aroused!
The old Shi Jian was obviously very satisfied with the heroic Bai Zhizhi, the spiritual domain was closed, the sky moat disappeared, and the lonely Baishi Square appeared in front of Bai Zhizhi, the huge stone sculpture shrunk several times, and took the initiative Pulling himself up from the stone seat, he rubbed Bai Zhizhi's bloody little hand.

The disciples guarding the mountain were extremely shocked: "What? This thing is not a landmark!!!

Mo Qianjun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The area around Jianshan seems to be a bit monotonous, so arrange some people to go to the market to buy some poultry, livestock and the like to raise them.

"It is said that there are some simple ways to grow fruits and vegetables in the common world, and it is good to arrange some, just arrange them on the hillside..."

Everyone: "..." Good idea...

Carefully inspecting the little disciple's horrific scars, Mo Qianjun paused for breath, and thought to himself: Not only does the sword mountain need to be more lively, but it's time for those swords to change places. Just right!
When Bai Zhizhi returned to the dormitory, a few puppets with round heads and round brains appeared outside the door after a while. Some of these puppets came to send disciples for the sect, and some of them came from the Jade Bird Hall.

Bai Zhizhi glanced at the things that the little puppet sent. It was very good that there were three sets of Zongmen costumes. The clothes on her body were sent by Lao Chuhui when she left the Spiritual Pagoda. Now they have been cut to pieces. Yes, and this dress is very neat, which suits her very well.

Wan Jianzong's sect's costumes are completely different from those of Tianqingzong, Xianlingzong and other sects.

Not only are the wristbands, sleeves, waist and leggings very neat, but also the clothes will not get wet in water, and will not burn in case of fire.

After all, most of Wanjianzong's sect is in the sea, and there is a floating island in the clouds...

Bai Zhizhi tidied up the storage bags distributed by the sect, and was pleasantly surprised to find that in addition to the basic medicines and exercises, there was actually a Wanli sound transmission card inside!

This is a good thing. It can transmit messages with pictures and texts, listen to video news, log on to the sect's information network, and send some information about acquisitions and exchanges in special areas. The most important thing is that with this sound transmission She will be able to contact her relatives far away.

Bai Zhizhi was even a little reluctant to open the things sent by the little puppet of the Blue Bird Hall...

The first package was pink and tender in color, obviously from Little Indica Bao'er. As expected, when it was opened, there was a string of linden wood peach blossom beads with a somewhat immature carving method, and a magical instrument similar in shape to a wooden fish.

Bai Zhizhi tried knocking, and what he made was not the empty wooden fish sound of "Kong! Kong! Kong!", but the melodious music like the jingle of spring water. The sound made people feel clear. Yun Caijing and Xiao Kunpeng were instantly attracted.

Bai Zhizhi sat cross-legged on the futon and continued to unpack it. The next package was also from Xiao Xian Baoer. It contained a bunch of pink beads, and there was a bodhi wood carving in the middle of every five beads. The peach blossoms are made, but the carving technique is extremely delicate, obviously it is not from the hands of Xiao Xianbao.

Below the beads are a few sheets of paper folded into a square, and when you unfold it, you can see the large and round handwriting throughout: Auntie!where did you go?Lingbao 0 you!Is Zhuzhu pretty?Master doesn't let Lingbao's hair shine, and his brain is shining brightly!This is 0 rewards from Master to Lingbao after Lingbao cried!And my aunt, this is the number of my sound card: Shangzhang—Xieqia—Chengong—Gen Qi—Zheng
The words are too big, and only a string of numbers took two pages to finish. Fortunately, there are no circles...

There is also a picture talisman under the letter. In the picture, a bald little girl with crescent eyebrows and white teeth, a beautiful nose and red lips, and a few streaks of ink smeared on her pink fleshy face without knowing it, is bending over a pair of cloth. Ling's peach blossom eyes waved his chubby hand at her.

It's so cute that my heart trembled, and I hid the letter happily: that's great!My baby can write letters, it's just... Isn't this aesthetic a little crooked?

But it doesn't matter, my baby is so cute with a bald head!Peerless beauty!

(End of this chapter)