Chapter 51 Lantern Festival

Author: Leisurely Seeing Fairy Mountains

Chapter 51 Lantern Festival

Fortunately, there was nothing weird inside this golden beast egg, but a great auspiciousness in the ancient world, and a beautiful beast riding the yellow flag. Bai Zhizhi finally shrank back the tears in her eyes.

Mo Qianjun was also very happy. He found that his little apprentice had some magical power and seemed to be particularly liked by Zai Zai. Now the little apprentice has returned to the Qi refining stage, why not...

Mo Qianjun glanced at the cubs beside his little apprentice. He already had metal, wood, water, fire and earth, and he barely had thunder. The others had to be completed as soon as possible, and he couldn't miss the little apprentice's next foundation building.

"Zhizhi, tomorrow is the Chinese Lantern Festival. Master will take you to play in Fangshi~"

"Tuogu" was a success and Bai Zhizhi was so happy that she returned to the sect happily.

As soon as she got home, Bai Zhizhi poured the things given by Old Shenlong into the yard on the bluestone floor. A burst of light instantly illuminated the simple yard. At this time, Bai Zhizhi and Old Shenlong's aesthetics were surprisingly consistent.

It doesn’t matter what kind of stones they are, what matters is that they sparkle!

The ores given by Lao Zhulong are of different grades, and the varieties are all over the world. Some are the best that have long since disappeared in the prehistoric world, and some are ordinary fluorite. The only thing these ores have in common is sparkle! Extreme sparkle!

There are even some in it that haven’t even mentioned the all-encompassing genealogy of all things. Apart from being dazzling, I don’t know what their use is for the time being, but is the use important to a child...

Bai Zhizhi is like a money fanatic sitting on a golden mountain, and it is a joy to count.

After Bai Zhizhi finally put herself to sleep, the now brand-new little herb slave looked at the sky outside, and her usually confused little face took on a stern look. The moon was dark and the wind was high...

The little medicine slave walked around the yard, pried off a piece of bluestone tile that he found handy, changed his body shape, and led several little beasts with the same ruthless expressions, quietly heading towards the residence of those people.

Nowadays, the young disciples all live in the eastern half of Wanjian Sect. The few young guys looked at the map and found that those people lived in relatively remote areas, which was a good place to fight sap!

It is worth mentioning that they got the map and magic weapon "accidentally" in the afternoon, the masks were given to them by Master Zhizhi along with the Lantern Festival gifts, and the map was given to them by someone who was missing when they asked for information.

The shadowy figure on the road looks a bit like Elder Yang...

Late at night, the dormitory area was very quiet. The female disciple who threw the inkstone was probably still in the Discipline Hall. It was pitch dark and nothing could be seen in the courtyard. There were still lights in the courtyards of the other people.

The little ones chose a room and went over to it. The little parrot flew up to take a look and was meditating. Forget it... Master Zhizhi said that people who meditate may go crazy if they are suddenly interrupted. What's the fun in being crazy...

Zaitan... I'm meditating too, Zaitan... Hey! That's it!

At this time, the man in the room was reading a book with a smile on his face. The little medicine slave vaguely glanced at the cover, which showed two little people fighting. After a closer look, he found that these two people were fighting.

Still not wearing clothes.

If I don’t practice at night, I’ll watch someone fight, and I’ll start by beating him!

The people inside were probably too happy to see it. The little guy even entered the yard, but the other party couldn't find anything unusual.

"Click!" The little medicine slave threw a stone and hit it on the barrier. Unexpectedly, the man didn't come out to check, but quickly stuffed the booklet under the pillow and hurriedly made a training appearance.

"Bang!" A big brick hit the barrier, and the people inside actually looked like they were sleeping...

"..." It's simply unbearable!

The little medicine slave stepped forward and kicked the barrier. I don’t know how the little medicine slave did it. The barrier was as vulnerable as paper, and boom! It cracked...

A group of masked beasts rolled up their sleeves and picked up the things they pretended to be sleeping on, and gave them a beating. Finally, the little drug slave snatched up the picture book...

emmm... The painter is not bad. She has seen it before from those in charge. It seems that this kind of painted picture book must be read secretly, otherwise...

The little guys knocked the boy unconscious with bricks, then sneakily took the picture book and walked outside the house of the previous people. Soon, they were knocked unconscious one by one by bricks and arranged neatly.

In the yard, I made a sign of studying hard...

"Hey..." Don't think they didn't see it. The heartless cultivator was just pushed out to stand out. They could see the proud faces of these people clearly!

After confirming that a few people would not wake up until tomorrow morning, and that their positions were prominent and conspicuous no matter which direction they were viewed from, the little ones laughed silently for a while before returning to the small yard.

What they didn't know was that a group of oriole followed them, helping them clean up the aftermath.

The next morning it was Da Tianma who came to pick him up again. Bai Zhizhi's head was buzzing when she saw him. Fortunately, she didn't bring any homework this time...

The Lantern Festival is a unique winter festival in the Southern Territory! On this day, young men and women in the Southern Territory will break a red plum and insert it in the hair of the person they like, which means "steadfastness" and express their love to the person they like.

Later, this custom gradually spread throughout the southern border. Instead of folding flowers, it was replaced by hand-carved red plum hairpins. It was no longer limited to men and women who loved each other, brothers and sisters, close friends, close elders, and beloved ones.

Juniors can give it as a gift...

The auspicious meaning of five blessings and perseverance must be carved by hand, but the color will be different for different people.

For this reason, Bai Zhizhi has been carving hairpins for two months. As early as a few days ago, Bai Zhizhi gave the hairpins she made to her relatives and friends, and delivered them to their doorsteps. Of course, she also received many

Rebate.

There is great news. Xiao Indabao has woken up, and his cultivation has inexplicably returned to the level of Qi refining. He has also been carving hairpins these days. He plans to arrange one for his favorite ancestors, aunts, and sisters.

As for not being able to carry anything without hair... Of course, there must be a road to the mountain before the car, and you can insert the hairpin in front of your face...

The flower hairpin sent by Xiao Indabao is carved from Bodhi wood. It is a small flat wooden hairpin with plum blossom patterns carved on the whole body with a thin carving knife. It is dyed a light purple color, which is simple and fresh.

The hairpin Xiao Qianlan sent was carved from purple spiritual jade, with two beautiful plum blossoms blooming quietly on the head, making it very delicate and elegant.

What Bai Jiaojiao sent was polished with a unique kind of crystal stone from Ghost Domain. Each petal has many different small cut surfaces, making the whole hairpin crystal clear, brilliant, dazzling and beautiful.

There are also Master, the Gu brothers, the little senior sister, the fourth and fifth senior brothers, Elder Gu, many people have sent their own gifts.

Even Zhuhui and Lao Ta asked Lingbao to bring her a hairpin made of plum blossoms and black jade made of Zhuhui petals. The jade was black and shiny, very much like Lao Ta's body...

There are still two, one is engraved with "Xuan" and the other is engraved with "You"...

Chenghuang, Chenghuang's lifespan can be three thousand years, but the master and the apprentice have not yet realized the seriousness of the problem!

ps: The author is coding like the wind, and I will try to update more in a few days. It will take a little time to avoid going off track.
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