When Xie Qingzhou left, he gave Ren Jinjin something. It was a jade flute, which was transparent, translucent and very spiritual.

"I've already told you how to use the jade flute, Jin Jin. I'll be waiting for you at the end of the fairy mountain."

He smiled and touched Ren Jinjin's head. If she really couldn't come out and pass the test, then he would save her even if he gave up his life.

Ren Jinjin looked at the jade flute and unparalleled sword in his hand, and finally agreed to go to the Fairy Mountain.

Even though Ren Kun and Jiang Ying were reluctant to leave, they could only prepare things to send her. Moreover, the old Taoist priest said that Jin Jin could only go alone, and they could not follow her, so they did not dare to go there this time.

Bringing too many things to Ren Jinjin.

"Tuan Tuan, if so, if the road is too dangerous, don't go there anymore. You haven't traveled far alone in your life."

Jiang Ying lay on Ren Kun's shoulder, his clothes soaked with tears. Ren Kun patted Jiang Ying, and then said to Ren Jin: "Dad has arranged for people to stay in inns and so on along the way east.

Just look for our brand, Tuantuan, and take care of yourself."

After Ren Kun finished speaking, the Wushuang Sword flew out from the scabbard behind Ren Jinjin and flew around Ren Jinjin before stopping. It seemed to be telling Ren Kun and Jiang Ying that as long as he was there, no one else could.

Want to bully Ren Jinjin.

Ren Jinjin stretched out his hand and patted Wushuang's sword hilt: "Okay, let's go back."

Xie Qingzhou was indeed right. He said that this sword was quite spiritual. What the sword had done in the past two days was like a human child of five or six years old, but it could be seen that it liked her very much.

That's why he's so nice to her.

The little girl touched her chin, took it seriously, and thought about it carefully: "Yes, but we are indeed in the trial site of Kun Ling now, and there should be something wrong with that white horse."

"It's suffocating me to death. It's suffocating me to death."

Ren Jinjin looked at the Wushuang Sword on the table in disbelief. The sword was lying there just right. No one could have imagined that a little girl would be born from this sword.

She had braids on her head and looked quite cute. The little girl was just a shadow. When Ren Jinjin asked, he flew to her and said hello.

She held her chin with her chubby little hand and explained seriously. Ren Jinjin sat back holding his rice bowl: "So, you are not a human being?"

Ren Jinjin stepped forward and hugged Ren Kun and Jiang Ying: "Father, mother, I will come back safely, don't worry."

"Master, what are you thinking? I am Wushuang. Oh yes, Master is a mortal now. You still don't understand. I am Wushuang Sword Spirit~"

The white horse crossed the street. Ren Jinjin wore a bamboo hat on his head, and the hanging gauze covered the rising dust. Just when he was about to leave the city, he encountered the Xu family's carriage.

Ren Kun nodded and handed the reins of the white horse to Ren Jinjin: "Okay, let's go. If you are destined to be immortal, don't forget to come back and see your parents."

Hearing her words, Ren Jinjin stood up suddenly: "How is that possible?! I just came out of Suizhou."

"Yes, dad forgot that he still has this sword. It's a spiritual sword. With it here, dad feels more at ease."

After the little girl finished speaking, she seemed to feel something strange. Why did she seem to be scolding herself?

"No, it's not important. What's important is, Master, we have entered the trial of Kun Ling."

Ren Kun took out the letter from his arms and had to sigh, things in the world are unpredictable.

She stopped the horse, turned over, led the horse into the city, found the Jinfu Inn, and reported her name. The waiter immediately took Ren Jinjin to the best emperor's room.

Feeling that the carriage had slowed down, He Shuluo raised the curtain and asked. Xu Jiwen shook his head: "It's nothing, let's go."

After saying that, she let go of the two of them and got on her horse. Jiang Ying was very worried, but if she was not allowed to go, she was afraid that one day she would not be able to see her at all.

After the waiter brought the food in, Ren Jinjin sat on the chair. The unparalleled sword on the table shook, and then a little girl's voice came out.

"Who are you?"

The little girl flew around Ren Jinjin happily. Ren Jinjin stretched out his hand to stop her: "Stop, stop, stop, what is the sword spirit?"

"Master, master, I am Wushuang."

"The sword is made of the treasures of heaven and earth. It absorbs the essence of the aura of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, and gradually gives birth to wisdom. Over time, it will become a sword spirit. Moreover, each sword will only recognize one owner, unless the previous owner is killed.

If you lose your soul, otherwise our sword spirits will always follow our master."

The figure seemed to be Tuantuan, but it was impossible. Aunt Ren would not let Tuantuan ride out of the city. Maybe he had misunderstood. He went to Bianjing this time because He Shuluo's father wanted him to become an official in the court.

Then slowly climb up, and you can't let He Shuluo become a merchant's wife from now on.

He Shuluo naturally saw the look in his eyes. She also knew clearly that Xu Jiwen did not have her in his heart, but it didn't matter. As long as he was by her side, she would make him fall in love with her. She had plenty of time.

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The speed of this horse was very fast. Before sunset, Ren Jinjin arrived at the next city. He opened the map given by Xie Qingzhou and found the location of Fairy Mountain marked on it. It was to the east. You could see a hidden mountain all the way east.

Mountains among clouds and mist.

"Are you Wushuang?"

"I sent someone to the inn that day. Mr. Xie said that he would return beforehand. If you want to go to Baihe Academy, just take his letter."

Ren Jinjin's hand holding the chopsticks fell to the ground with a slap, and he raised his head to look at the source of the sound with a confused expression. Directly above the Wushuang Sword, a little girl of five or six years old was holding a chubby little hand and fanning it.

Why do I feel that after meeting Xie Qingzhou, the world becomes magical, as if I have experienced it before, and it also seems like a dream.

White horse? Ren Jinjin put down her job. It was impossible. The white horse was prepared by her father. How could there be a problem? She held her hands tightly and looked at Wushuang Sword Spirit: "Little Sword Spirit, Kunling is the fairy mountain we are going to.

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The horse ran quickly, raising dust. Jiang Ying lowered her head and wiped her tears: "I forgot to tell Mr. Xie from Baihe Academy."

"Of course I'm not a human anymore! I'm a spirit treasure, a sword spirit!"

The leader, Xu Jiwen, looked at the familiar figure beside him, and just as he was about to call her out, the white horse flew by quickly, leaving only a light green figure behind.

"Ji Wen, what's wrong?"

He didn't want to go, but there was no possibility for him and Tuantuan anymore. Fortunately, he stayed away from this sad place. If Tuantuan wanted to come to Bianjing in the future, he could take care of her.

"Yes, Master. The full name of the Immortal Mountain is Kunling Immortal Mountain. It is the largest sect in the world of immortality."

When the word "Kun Ling" was spoken out, Ren Jinjin frowned. Why, why did he feel that these two words were so uncomfortable?

"So, under what circumstances will you enter the trial of unconsciously opening Kun Ling?"

She raised her head to look at the Wushuang Sword Spirit, and then heard her slowly utter a sentence.
Chapter completed!