Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 147 The Jealous Jin Ping'er
Xu Zhiqiu thought back to the past——

After he killed Sanmiao, he was brought back to Hehuan Mountain Gate by Xu Miaowa.

Later, Xu Miaowa took the initiative to show goodwill and let him go, thinking that she was repaying a favor, and she also made three requests to him.

One of them means that they will send someone to find him in the future and retrieve the three treasures belonging to Hehuan in his body.

That is - the Holy Fire of Hehuan, the Purple Blade, and the Nine-Sky Mica.

At that time, they were unable to do this due to lack of technical means, but now they seem to have the ability to do so.

only……

"Oh, that's a nice thought."

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At noon,

The children in the yard literally fought with each other.

They were just playing around, but from time to time some kids would get too aggressive and make their friends angry, and then a fight would start.

For a moment, shouting, crying, and cursing mixed together in a mess.

Jin Ping'er was so busy that she was exhausted. Just as she separated one couple, the ones over there started fighting again.

It seems that I can't manage it.

"You, you stop it right there!!"

The voice was like the roar of a lion, and the shrill sound startled all the children.

More than twenty pairs of bright eyes turned to look at her.

At least I gave him three seconds of face, and then I got back to work.

"..."

Jin Ping'er stood there, with her hands hanging naturally, looking up at the sky.

Speechless.

If I wasn't an undercover agent,

She wished she could use all her magic power to suppress these naughty brats.

She was really confused!

Where did this Sanyi sect get so many restless species?
With a child like this, he would probably be thrown out even if he was taken to a demonic sect, let alone other righteous sects.

So cute.

Just when the noise was going on, a person arrived and made the whole place quiet.

Jin Ping'er turned her head and couldn't help but stand up straight.

He whispered:
"Master, you are here."

"Ah."

Xu Zhiqiu walked into the courtyard leisurely.

Oddly enough, there wasn't anything intimidating about him.

But as soon as he entered the yard, the children immediately quieted down.

He pointed at the children.
"You guys, didn't your parents teach you the rules at home? Why are you making trouble here?"

The dolls looked at each other, not daring to answer.

Until a girl who looked about five or six years old stood up,
The baby's milk teeth had not yet begun to fade, but he was quite polite and even bowed to him in a very proper manner.

In a babyish voice:

"Reporting to the head of the sect, my father told me before I came here that you don't like people who pretend, and asked me to be the same as I am at home."

"Oh?"

Xu Zhiqiu pointed around.

"So you guys are too?"

"Yes--"

The children said in unison.

Xu Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and laughed.

In the end, it's still a matter of connections.

"I need to talk to this sister about something, so you all should be quiet."

"Good~"

The dolls answered in unison and politely, completely different from their previous attitude.

This caused Jin Ping'er to secretly grit her teeth:
"These little brats only know how to bully the weak and fear the strong!"

"You come with me."

Xu Zhiqiu called her, and Jin Ping'er had some concerns in her heart, but she followed him anyway.

Xu led her across the backyard to the waterfall beside the pond and pointed at the ferry.

"The river here turns upside down every three hours, and boats are needed to travel between the mountain and the lower courtyard..."

Suddenly asked:
"Oh, by the way, you don't get seasick, do you?"

After receiving Jin Ping'er's denial,

Xu Zhiqiu smiled and asked:

"Then do you want to go up the mountain for a walk?"

Jin Ping'er thought about it and said, "Yes."

So the two of them boarded the boat and followed the current to the top of the mountain. Jin Ping'er sat opposite him, less than five feet apart.

Xu Zhiqiu closed his eyes to rest, while Jin Ping'er looked at him secretly.

However, the more he looked at it, the more his brows furrowed.

In secret, she was using the Hehuan method to sense it carefully, but——

"Strange... Why can't I sense any aura of the Purple Blade and Holy Fire from him?"

"Did he destroy it?"

I couldn't help but feel panic in my heart.

When they reached the top of the mountain, Xu Zhiqiu led her into the mountain gate and took her on a brief tour inside.

Introduce her a few words from time to time.

Jin Ping'er seemed to be following him obediently, but in fact her eyes were like a scanner, collecting information all around and secretly memorizing the terrain in her mind.

Soon, the entire mountain gate was circled.

Finally, the two passed by a building with light coming through the doors and windows.

Jin Ping'er's heart trembled, but she pretended to be surprised and couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Ah, it's shining."

"Haha, don't be afraid."

Xu Zhiqiu smiled and comforted:

"This is the treasury where our Sanyi Sect stores its treasures. It is not haunted."

"treasure?"

Jin Ping'er's heart trembled again, but she quickly took two steps back, her face showing panic:

"Since it is the treasury of the Immortal Sect, I dare not offend it."

Xu Zhiqiu glanced at her from head to toe, but smiled and said:
"It's okay. Since you're here, I'll take you in for a tour."

He took the key from his pocket and opened the door.

Like other sects’ places where scriptures or treasures are stored, there are often restrictions to prevent theft.

Trinity School does not have this rule.

It's just a copper lock, that's enough.

Jin Ping'er followed him into the room, and the whole room was illuminated by colorful precious lights, which was bizarre and magnificent.

The room was very large, and as my vision gradually adjusted, I could see a row of lacquered wooden shelves in front.

There were all kinds of objects on it, including medicinal herbs and plants, magic weapons, and some things whose purpose was unknown.

Xu Zhiqiu introduced them to her one by one——

Things like the Heavy Sword of Karma Fire, the Disk of Samsara, and the Forget-Me-Not Grass, although they opened Jin Ping'er's eyes, they were nothing.

until--

"This is the Purple Blade, a trophy I captured from the demon cult monsters in my early years. Although it is a divine weapon, you see it has been left here for such a long time that it has become covered in dust."

Xu Zhiqiu said this lightly, but Jin Ping'er's heart skipped a beat.

His eyes were fixed on the purple blade, but in his heart he secretly despised Xu Zhiqiu:

'You ignorant fool, what a waste of resources!'

Then, Xu Zhiqiu took her inside again.

"This is the Holy Fire of Hehuan."

Xu Zhiqiu pointed at the pink flame, causing Jin Ping'er's heart to beat wildly again.

"I also got this from the Demon Cult. This fire is not ordinary fire. It can kill people if touched. It is extremely vicious and sinister."

"..."

Jin Ping Er cursed him in her heart:

"You are really a wild boar who has never seen fine bran! You are not a disciple of He Huan, how can you know the preciousness of this fire?"

"That's the Holy Fire! The Holy Fire!"

Xu Zhiqiu then led her inside again——

"I copied the scripture on this piece of cloth from a cave at the foot of Kongsang Mountain. Look at the first line - Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and treat all things as straw dogs - it looks like it was copied from the Tao Te Ching."

Jin Ping'er's pupils shrank, and she cried out in her heart:

"Ming Wang Sheng Mu, is this the first volume of the Heavenly Book? How did it fall into his hands? God is really helping me!"

Just as he was about to take another look, Xu Zhiqiu folded the cloth.

"..." Jin Ping'er was secretly annoyed.

Xu Zhiqiu then led her inside until——

"There's a bell here, too."

Following the direction Xu Zhiqiu pointed, Jin Ping'er's heartbeat was severely grabbed.

She didn't even dare to breathe, staring at the golden bell.

"I also got this from the cave under Kongsang Mountain. There are two small characters engraved on the inner wall - Hehuan."

"I guess it can be considered a treasure, right? It's a pity that there is no one to take care of this house, so even a treasure will inevitably be covered in dust."

Jin Ping'er screamed wildly in her heart:
"The Hehuan Bell! It's the Hehuan Bell! The famous magic weapon of the Jinling Patriarch eight hundred years ago!"

'Oh my god!'

(End of this chapter)