Feng Qing said honestly: "I can only embroider...I have never made clothes."
"Sister, you know that I know nothing about music, chess, calligraphy and painting," Jiang Zhiling scratched her head, then stared at Jiang Deng with bright eyes, "I remember, sister, you made shoes for Lin Jun! You should be able to do the same.
Make clothes?"
Jiang Deng: "...you remembered it wrong."
Well, the original owner can make clothes, and the method is still in her memory, but the key is her current temperament, how can she calm down and sew clothes!
As a result, the three of them looked at each other.
What to do?
How can you wear these fabrics without making them into clothes? You can't just wear them when you go out like a bed sheet, right?
Just when the three of them fell into silence, Zhan Ji, who walked out of Qingfeng Building to eat, picked up the cloth and said very grandly: "Leave me alone."
"You?" Jiang Deng was a little skeptical, "This is a middle-grade Huang-level spiritual cloth. Ordinary needles and threads cannot penetrate it."
"Nonsense! If I don't know how to do it, what's going on with the spiritual clothes on my body?"
As soon as Zhan Ji said this, the three people's eyes fell on the red dress Zhan Ji was wearing.
No wonder they had long thought that this red dress was particularly sparkling. It turned out to be Zhanji's own spiritual garment. It seemed that she did have a set of tools specifically for making spiritual garments.
but……
Jiang Deng looked at the dress that was obviously close-fitting and complicated on Zhan Ji's body, and warned: "Can you make our clothes lighter and simpler? After all, we still have to wear them for sword practice and fighting. If they are too tight, they will tear."
It's open."
"I know~" Zhan Ji held her chin and stared at Jiang Deng, "I helped you so much, how are you going to thank me?"
Jiang Deng patted his chest and said boldly: "I will take care of your food every day and eat meat every time!"
Zhan Ji frowned slightly, secretly wondering whether it was better to eat meat or lose weight.
Seeing Zhan Ji's hesitation, Jiang Deng composed an impromptu poem, "Eat meat and you will grow fat. If you don't eat meat, you will become lean. If you are lean, you will get sick. You will die early in the future!"
Zhan Ji turned pale and said hurriedly: "I don't want to die early! I'll eat!"
In this way, the job of making spiritual clothes was taken over by Zhanji, who was excellent at needlework.
That night.
Jiang Deng took Jiang Zhiling up the mountain alone.
As for why she didn't bring Feng Qing with her, one reason was that she didn't tell Ah Tu in advance, fearing that Ah Tu would be unhappy. Another very important reason was that Feng Qing hadn't introduced Qi into her body yet, so it would be useless even if she brought her with her.
"Sister, the spiritual energy here is indeed very rich!"
The two of them were close to the top of the peak. Jiang Zhiling took a deep breath, her mouth was filled with rich spiritual energy, and she couldn't help but sigh.
A cold wind blew by.
The next moment, a faint female voice sounded in Jiang Zhiling's ears.
"It smells so familiar..."
This voice is as lingering and pathos as a lover's murmur, but also as cold and cold as an innocent soul. No matter how you listen to it, it's weird.
Jiang Zhiling was so frightened that she hugged Jiang Deng's arm and trembled: "Sister, there is, there is a ghost..."
After Jiang Deng comforted Jiang Zhiling, he looked at the empty front and said impatiently: "A Tu, come out and stop scaring my sister."
"Huh, boring."
The next moment, the dodder entrenched on the spiritual grass condensed into a human figure.
Wearing a pale yellow dress and fluffy hair, Ah Tu clearly looked gentle, but her eyes emitted a strange light, as if she were a wild beast that wanted to devour people.
Ah Tu stared at Jiang Zhiling longingly and swallowed, "Our sister smells so good. Can I take a bite of her? Just one bite..."
"Of course not!" Jiang Deng protected Jiang Zhiling behind him.
Seeing Jiang Deng's appearance like a hen protecting her chicks, Ah Tu sadly went to draw circles.
Cultivating at the Hongmeng Spring guarding the peak, Jiang Deng and Jiang Zhiling practiced very quickly. Apart from having to endure A Tu's harassment, they had no shortcomings.
In a blink of an eye, three days passed.
Jiang Deng's cultivation level climbed to the sixth level of Qi Refining Realm, Jiang Zhiling also successfully entered the third level of Qi Refining Realm, and although Feng Qing did not step into the first level of Qi Refining Realm, she also successfully introduced Qi into her body.
"Put them on and try them all!"
Early that morning, Zhan Ji excitedly took out the four sets of clothes she had made and distributed them to Jiang Deng and the other three, "Hey, there is one set left, what should I do?"
"Keep it for yourself!"
Jiang Deng took Jiang Zhiling and Feng Qing and happily went into the house to change clothes.
Not long after, the momentum of the three people who came out changed drastically.
The clothes Zhan Ji designed for them were not like the Taoist robes worn by disciples of the Taichu Sword Sect, but more like the attire worn by mortal warriors. The arms were tightly wrapped with straps, and the hem of the clothes only reached the knees. The pants were loose and very light to wear.
, move more freely.
The sky-blue clothes and fabrics make them look youthful and full of vitality.
Especially since she started practicing, Jiang Deng has grown a lot taller, and her soft facial features have also grown. At this time, she has a slender figure, and the old sorrow has disappeared from her brows, and she has become heroic.
Jiang Zhiling is also more clever and eccentric, full of youthful vitality.
Feng Qing's appearance was already aloof, but after putting on a sky-blue outfit, she was no longer as beautiful and fragile as the Tianshan Snow Lotus, but as majestic and inviolable as the snow-capped mountains.
Zhan Ji looked at the three people who were very different, and couldn't help but reach out to touch the remaining clothes. She couldn't help but have a bold idea in her heart, what would she look like if she wore them?
After just imagining it, Zhan Ji quickly shook her head and gave up the idea. Others can do it, but she can't. If she really changes her appearance, that person will definitely not like her anymore...
"well!"
Jiang Deng looked at Jiang Zhiling and Feng Qing and couldn't help but sigh.
Jiang Zhiling saw this and asked in confusion: "Sister, what's wrong?"
Jiang Deng said sadly: "You two are short of a sword now. Only if one of you is equipped with a spiritual sword can you be considered a swordsman!"
Jiang Zhiling blinked.
They also want a spiritual sword, but sister won’t let them buy it. There’s no way the spiritual sword will fall from the sky, right?
——
Life pool.
Lin Jun exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the spiritual energy around his body was turbulent.
Foundation building realm, second floor!
He first spent ten days building the foundation, and now it only took him three days to reach the second level of the foundation building realm. His cultivation was extremely fast!
Lin Jun's eyes were filled with determination that he was bound to win. Now that his foundation level was stable, it was time to clean up Jiang Deng...
Get up and step out of the cave.
Lin Jun looked at Xia Chenqing, who was always outside the cave to protect him, "Jiang Deng, where are you now?"
Although Xia Chenqing has been staying here for the past few days, she doesn't know anything about the outside world. When she heard Lin Jun asked, she still said honestly: "Jiang Deng is in Zangfeng. She is now
The peak master of Zangfeng.”
Hearing this, Lin Jun looked unhappy. Jiang Deng has become the peak master? Doesn't that mean he is of the same generation as him? Even... he has to address Jiang Deng as senior sister?
"Uncle Junior, are you going to leave the seclusion to find her?" Xia Chenqing saw that Lin Jun's expression was wrong, and she vaguely guessed a bit of his inner thoughts.
Lin Jun's eyes flashed, "You don't have to worry about it, don't follow me."