Mortal Mage

Chapter 132: The Flowing Water

Feizhou Immortal City, Dust Wind Sword Sect disciple attic. Second floor, inner sect disciple quiet room.

With a creaky sound, the heavy red wooden door was pushed open.

"Huh, I'm so tired."

Hua Yu kicked off her shoes and collapsed onto the soft mat in the room.

She happily pulled out the storage bag from her waist, and then with a "clang" she shook out a one-inch-sized piece of fish scale from the bag.

The refreshing scent of aquatic plants immediately filled the entire room.

The surface of the fish scales is engraved with complex runes and patterns, emitting a faint blue light.

"Last time you wasted twenty of my spirit stones. This time I have more than five hundred spirit stones. I don't believe I can't feed you enough."

She muttered something, stood up and sat cross-legged on the futon.

She first placed the fish scales in front of her, and with her left hand she took out a dozen spirit stones from the storage bag and placed them around the fish scales. Then she began to dance the fingers of her right hand in an intertwined manner at the dantian in her chest, muttering something.

"All living things return to the Great Dao; the void flows, purifying the hustle and bustle of the world, the wind, the water, the shadows, are all included in the mysterious gate!"

After the spell was recited, the spirit stones surrounding the fish scales made a rustling sound, and cracks appeared on the spirit stones.

"pregnancy!"

She panted softly and pointed her fingers at the fish scales.

With a "crack", a dozen spirit stones around the fish scales turned into a small pile of fine sand.

"Come again! Elder Qing Ling said that as long as there is a large amount of spiritual stones to nourish it, even stones can be turned into magic tools. I don't believe that my "Yujuan Liushui Shield" will really become a waste."

After she finished talking to herself, she once again took out a handful of spirit stones and placed them around the fish scales, muttering something while her finger gestures began to fly and intertwine.

With a "crack", the dozen or so spirit stones around the fish scales turned into a small pile of fine sand again.

But the fish scales remained motionless.

"Come again!"

"cha"

"Come again!"

"cha"

……

"Come again! Ah, are the spirit stones gone?"

She reached into her storage bag and searched around. There was no more spirit stone in the bag. She pouted and said in regret, "Oh! How could it be used up so quickly? More than 500 spirit stones were gone in a few seconds."

She picked up the fish scales in front of her and put them against her pretty face, hoping to find a hint of change in her eyes.

However, this magic weapon called "Imperial Flowing Water Shield" was exactly the same as the one she had taken out before.

"Junior Brother Li!"

She shouted angrily to the next room.

Li Xucheng was quietly comprehending the Dust Wind Sword Technique in the room when he heard Hua Yu's voice from next door. He hurriedly got up and left the room, then quickly walked to Hua Yu's door.

"Sister."

As an outer sect disciple, his identity and status are vastly different from those of inner sect disciples. Moreover, Hua Yu is responsible for teaching him the sect's skills and sword techniques. Even if he is appreciated by Elder Qi, the outer sect is outside, and according to sect rules, he must unconditionally obey the orders of the inner sect disciples.

"Let your good and independent cultivator master come."

Hua Yu gave orders to Li Xucheng who responded from outside the door.

"Senior Sister, my Master..."

Li Xucheng frowned in response, trying hard to think about how to phrase it so that the girl would know: My master, that is my master, not my disciple who can obey my orders at any time.

"Didn't you say that your good master would definitely be able to help me fix the formation disk? Let him come. If he can really help me fix the formation disk, I will ask Senior Brother Ranyun to let him come to our Sword Sect as a menial disciple when we return."

Inside the house, Hua Yu muttered.

She has almost given up on the "Yujuan Liushui Shield".

More than five hundred spirit stones are not enough to feed this thing. If you invest a few more spirit stones, you can buy a brand new magic weapon from the Xunfang.

Although she did not have any expectations for Zhang Mingxuan, she felt that her junior brother Li Xucheng was generally reliable.

"Sister, please give it a try. After all, he is my master. I can only ask him for you."

"Okay, got it."

Hua Yu kicked away the Yujuan Liushui shield in front of her, then crawled onto the mat and fell asleep.

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The night was already dark, and although there were still a few monks wandering around the city, it was much quieter than the bustling daytime.

Zhang Mingxuan led the Feishe beast back to the Tianzi Tower slowly.

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Opposite the Tianzihao Loft was the teahouse, and Bu Dazhen stepped into the second floor.

"How is it! Brother Ye, did you see it clearly?"

"Look carefully, it's Zhang Mingxuan!"

Ye Buwen lay in front of the window, squinting his eyes and staring at the door of the Tianzihao attic.

Zhang Mingxuan was handing the reins of the flying beast to the waiter of the restaurant.

"Zhang Mingxuan is a mortal. How did he come to Cuiyun Continent?" Bu Dazhen looked anxious. This kind of thing was really difficult to explain.

"Wait, Brother Bu, Li Xucheng is here."

In front of the door of the Tianzi Pavilion, Li Xucheng, dressed in the gray uniform of the Sword Sect, walked up to Zhang Mingxuan and bowed deeply with his fists clasped.

"Master!"

Lu Ming stepped into the second floor of the Spirit Tea House; "I have been guarding in front of the Chenfeng Sword Sect disciples' attic for a day. Apart from interacting with the Sword Sect disciples, I have not found any other people from Canglang."

"Look who that is."

Bu Dazhen glanced out the window.

Lu Ming leaned over to look.

"Zhang Mingxuan? How did a mortal like him come to the Cuiyun Fairyland?"

"Don't worry about how a mortal like him came to the Cuiyun Fairyland. Even if it was Li Xucheng, his teleportation formation in the lower realm was destroyed, he had no flying magic weapon, and his cultivation level was within the foundation-building period. With these three factors combined, he couldn't have come to the Cuiyun Fairyland."

Ye Buwen wiped his stubble with one hand and continued to speculate thoughtfully, "Moreover, I guess that Yuyun and Zhang Mingxuan have a special relationship. They live in the same Tianzi Loft, so it is impossible that they don't know each other."

At this time, in the Tianzi Tower, Li Xucheng led Zhang Mingxuan and turned towards the Chenfeng Sword Sect Tower.

"Brother Ye, you continue to guard the rhyme again."

Bu Dazhen said to Ye Buwen, then turned to Lu Ming and said, "Come on, disciple, follow me and take a look."

After that, the two of them used the spiritual teahouse. Lu Ming was on the rooftop and Bu Dazhen was at the entrance of the alley, following Zhang Mingxuan and Li Xucheng all the way.

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