Zhou Tanzhi cast an appreciative look at Fu Zhu, then returned to the topic and continued the previous topic. He said: "Every sword sect must have a famous sword to suppress the sect. In addition to the Liang family sword in our Zhenshan Mountain, the Soul Sword in Queyue Mountain, the Dragon in the South China Sea, etc."

The Silk Sword, Lin Gong Ying of Zhaoying Mountain, etc. are all peerless swords that can only be found but cannot be found."

"Senior Brother Zhou, when will we have the opportunity to see the grace of Liang's sword?" The disciples below heard Zhou Tanzhi's story and could no longer hold back their excitement.

As a swordsman, who can resist the attraction of a peerless sword?

Zhou Tanzhi choked and shot himself in the foot.

In previous years, the freshmen would have had an opportunity to observe the Liang Family Sword, but unfortunately, the Liang Family Sword suddenly disappeared five years ago, and our Sword Sect has not yet found the whereabouts of the Liang Family Sword.

"Of course I can see you when I have the opportunity in the future." Zhou Tanzhi replied ambiguously.

The disciple thought the same thing. It was the Sword of Zongzong after all. It was something that new disciples like them could never see.

In order to avoid anyone asking about Liang's sword again, Zhou Tanzhi hurriedly ended the topic.

There was another crisp ringing.

For these new disciples, their first lesson in the world of cultivation has ended. They have not learned the knowledge of cultivation, nor have they begun to introduce Qi into their bodies as they imagined.

Fu Zhu organized her thirteen histories.

A snow-white paper crane flew over thousands of mountains and rivers, fell by the window, and rolled to Fu Zhu's hand.

Fu Zhu could still feel a trace of spiritual power remaining on the paper crane. The moment her hand touched the paper crane, the last trace of spiritual power dissipated.

It's a spirit-breaking technique.

The little spell that the senior sister created to amuse her later became a tool for sending messages to each other within their sect. It was a pity that she never received the paper crane from the senior sister again.

This paper crane should have been passed down by the third senior brother.

Fu Zhu opened the paper crane with ease and found only one concise sentence written inside.

Take three plants of Xueyingcao and two elm fruit and send them to Shuangyue Pond in Donglu Mountain.

Fu Zhu suddenly stood up after reading it, clutched the note in his hand, ran outside, found a quiet place, and summoned Shuang Xueming.

Xueying grass and elm fruit are essential elixirs for refining Chunhe Dan. They are not easy to grow and are extremely difficult to find outside. The third senior brother specially sent a message to her to get these two herbs. It would not be disfigured.

Bar?!

(?Pan?)!!!

Fu Zhu rushed to Zhenshan's medicine hall anxiously, took out his jade token, and handed it to the senior brother in charge, "Can you please give me three Xueying grass and two elm fruit."

The steward brother didn't even raise his head, "The disciples who have just started are not eligible to receive the resources of the medicine hall for the time being. You should hunt down the monsters in a while and exchange them for the monster pills."

He is not deliberately making things difficult for anyone. The resource allocation of the Sword Sect is fixed. The direct disciples of the elders can receive ten spiritual plants every month with their jade tokens. The inner disciples can receive seven spiritual plants every month. The outer disciples can receive seven spiritual plants every month.

Disciples can receive three spiritual plants every month.

As for the new disciples, they only have the resources distributed monthly within the sect, but do not have the qualifications to choose spiritual plants on their own. If they really want to exchange for spiritual plants, they can only hunt monsters in the freshman trial and get the demon pills.

Change.

Fu Zhu was wearing a navy blue gauze dress that was only worn by new disciples, so the supervisor naturally regarded her as a new disciple.

Fu Zhu pushed the jade sign forward and reminded: "Senior Brother Zhu, take another look."

"?" How did this new disciple know that his surname was Zhu?

Senior Brother Zhu finally raised his eyes and glanced at the girl in front of him. She was indeed wearing a freshman disciple's uniform, and his eyes finally moved to her face.

Fu, Junior Sister Fu Zhu?

He widened his eyes and said in a surprised tone, "Junior sister Fu Zhu, why are you dressed like this?"

Naturally, the less people know about such a shameful thing, the better.

Fu Zhu did not answer, but urged him, "Senior Brother Zhu, please hurry up and give me the spiritual plant I need."

Seeing that she was really anxious, Senior Brother Zhu didn't have time to explore her clothes for a while, so he took the jade sign to find medicine for her.

"Junior sister Fu came just in time. There are only three Xueyingca plants left. I installed an extra Yuguo plant for you. You can see if there is any problem."

Senior Brother Zhu handed her the things she needed for the talisman beads, took out a booklet and recorded the spiritual plants she received.

"Wait-" Fu Zhu called to him.

"Remember the name of my third senior brother."

Senior Brother Zhu wrote down the name of Third Senior Brother Fu Zhu, Li Wuxia, without even pausing.

After putting away the spiritual plants, Fu Zhu returned to the yard where he lived and brought some pills that could restore spiritual injuries.

The third senior brother was so disfigured that he must have suffered great injuries!

After packing everything, Fu Zhu was ready to go down the mountain.

She went down the mountain very quickly with her sword. When she reached the foot of the mountain, looking at the green and majestic pillow mountain behind her, Fu Zhu felt as if she had forgotten something.

No matter, let’s find Third Senior Brother first!

This was the second time Fu Zhu went down the mountain. She was very curious about everything, but she also did not forget that the most important thing of the trip was to deliver medicine to the third senior brother.

She flattened the paper crane and carefully studied the map route on the back. Suddenly, she suddenly had an idea and remembered what she had forgotten.

I was in such a hurry to go down the mountain that I forgot to ask Zhou Tanzhi for leave.

Senior Brother Zhou couldn't find her in class, so he didn't think she was skipping school, right?

However, she had been flying with her sword for two or three hours and was already thousands of miles away from Zhenshan. It would be a waste of time to go back now.

By the way, Thousand Paper Cranes.

She can imitate her third senior brother and pass the paper crane back home.

Fu Zhu rummaged through his storage bag, found some pen and ink, wrote down the story of his descent from the mountain, dried the ink, folded three times, five divided by two, and folded a paper crane.

"There is a way to break the spirit, and the breath will merge into the form!"

The talisman beads injected a spiritual power into the paper crane. The originally rigid paper crane seemed to have come to life, flapping its wings and spinning affectionately on her fingertips.

"Go!" Fu Zhu gave the order, and the little paper crane immediately turned around and flew towards Zhenshan.

"Wait, come back!"

The little paper crane froze on the spot, swaying a little, and finally flew back to the talisman happily.

Fu Zhu touched its head like a kitten, and a more abundant spiritual power was poured into the paper crane.

She had only used the spirit-folding technique within the Zhenshan Mountain area before, and a small amount of spiritual power could support the paper crane for a long time. But now that she was thousands of miles away from the Zhenshan Mountain, she was not sure whether the previous spiritual power would be enough.

So the talisman bead injected another spiritual power into it.

The little paper crane is obviously more active and energetic. With abundant spiritual power, it flaps its wings tirelessly and is always entangled around the talisman beads, reluctant to leave.

"Okay, it's time for you to go."

Fu Zhu's voice was as pure as jade, but it was like an irresistible law. The moment the little paper crane heard her voice, he could only obey.

Fu Zhu has been flying with her sword for a long time, and she has spent a lot of spiritual energy on Zhihe. At this moment, her spiritual energy is a bit insufficient. She is going to find a place with abundant spiritual energy to rest first.

There were dense forests all around, and Fu Zhu didn't know where he was going as he walked, so he had to climb a tree and look at the path.

"The aura is more abundant in the east, so we'd better go to the east."
Chapter completed!