Chapter 104

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Bai Suzhen looked at her husband's silly smile, feeling helpless, but could not speak out.

Monks cannot interfere in the battlefield.

This is the tacit understanding of the country and the monks' own wishes.

But there are always loopholes in everything.

What if a monk's close relatives or beloved blood descendants go to the battlefield?

What if someone's parents ask a master to give him a talisman?

What if someone's ancestors left a good life-saving item?

What if a soldier or general has learned a trick or two?

If you calculate this carefully, you can't figure it out at all, and the law is nothing more than human feelings.

Bai Suzhen is a demon, and human rules don't apply to her.

After practicing in the mountains for a while, the human dynasty can change twice after she comes out.

What's more, she and Xu Xian are husband and wife, so what's wrong with giving her husband a few life-saving talismans!

But this matter must not be put on the surface...

The reason why the unspoken rules are unspoken rules is that if you say it out loud, it will always cause unnecessary trouble.

It is not suitable to continue hinting on the wedding night.

Xu Xian was full of ambitions. If she continued to hint, it would be like looking down on her husband.

"My wife, since you know a few magic tricks, Brother Jinghe gave me a lot of paper, silk and cinnabar."

Xu Xian ran to rummage through the boxes.

He was wondering before, why did Wu Ding give him these things?

Now I understand, there must be a connection between them who practice Taoism.

Good paper and pens for scholars are hard to come by.

Paper and pens for practitioners must be even more rare.

Xu Xian exerted force with both hands and lifted a super large box in front of Bai Suzhen like offering treasures.

Bai Suzhen:…………

The style of this wedding night has never been right.

But seeing Xu Xian's heart and eyes full of pleasing to her, a wave of sweetness surged in her heart again.

"I don't need it." She refused.

But she still gave Xu Xian face and looked at the box that had been opened.

The originally confident and calm expression with perfunctory expression instantly solidified.

"Madam?" Xu Xian looked down into the box.

A large pile of rolled-up paper was quietly placed at the bottom of the box. Although this paper was a light yellow, it was finer than the best white paper he had seen, and it also had a soft glow.

Holding it in his hand was like holding a ray of moonlight.

Smelling it carefully, there was a faint fragrance.

"If you don't like it, it's good to paste it on the windows." In Xu Xian's eyes, his wife was weak and kind and needed protection. Even if she knew one or two magic tricks, it would probably be used for embroidery, cooking, dancing, etc.

It's normal that these yellow papers and cinnabar are not needed.

It just so happened that this paper was not cut.

It must be very beautiful to paste on the windows.

"No!"

Bai Suzhen looked at Xu Xian with a look of looking at the waste of heaven.

"Sir, do you know that this is the best... No, it's the best paper I have ever seen." The paper for drawing talismans is of this grade, so what about other things?

Bai Suzhen was delighted to admire the top-grade cinnabar, the finest smoke ink, and the exquisite jade pen emitting colorful light.

At the bottom of the box, there was more...

"What is this?"

Xu Xian found a white sword at the bottom of the box, which was made of jade but not jade, and iron but not iron.

There were many mysterious patterns on it, but they were not cracks.

It looked a bit evil, and there was a sense of naturalness in it.

"Tooth sword..."

Bai Suzhen's tone was a little trance, with unprecedented emotion and excitement.

Holding the sword in her arms, she was trying to hold back her tears - she couldn't cry on her wedding night.

Snake Tooth Sword.

In the snake clan, it is said that the elders would use their teeth to make a sword embryo and hand it over to their descendants.

The descendants would use their own Dantian fire to temper it as their first weapon.

It symbolizes the protection and love of the elders for their descendants.

This is something Bai Suzhen has never had before.

She didn't know who her parents were. It was the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that hatched her when she was still an egg.

She was born with her own inherited skills, and her cultivation path has always been smooth. Qingcheng Mountain is such a good place. She has occupied a blessed land at a young age and no one comes to rob her. These are the legacy left to her by her parents.

But there is also endless loneliness.

She practices coldly and lonely day and night. In her cave, there is no one of her own race except herself, not even the demon race.

The only rebellious adventure in her childhood. If it weren’t for the little shepherd boy who rescued her, she would not be here now.

When she was able to walk out of Qingcheng Mountain.

The feeling of loneliness was not dispelled.

This is a world dominated by humans.

She is a demon, an alien.

It was not until she met Xiaoqing that she felt like a family.

Xu Xian saw Bai Suzhen couldn’t let it go, and immediately didn’t think the pattern of the white sword was evil.

He just thought that the sword was white and his wife’s surname was Bai.

That was really the right fit.

"Seeing that my wife likes it so much, Brother Jinghe is thoughtful."

Bai Suzhen was also brought back to reality by Xu Xian's words. She broke out in a cold sweat. This gift did not fall from the sky.

It was not given to her by any elder of the same clan.

It was given by Wu Ding.

That person...he saw it? !

She looked at Xu Xian nervously and saw a pair of eyes that only saw her figure.

The nervousness that just surfaced suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Wu Ding knew that she was a snake demon, and he did not reject her.

But accepted her.

This sword should be specially found by her as a blessing to her.

"My wife?"

"Sir, I just feel so happy."

With powerful magic power, she can find her former benefactor, have Xiaoqing, a sister who will accompany her through life and death, and Wu Ding, a "Daoist friend" who knows his identity but is willing to believe in her.

She is really happy.

Bai Suzhen touched the snake tooth sword and secretly smeared some blood on it while Xu Xian was not paying attention to establish a connection first.

She was going to put the sword into her dantian for tempering immediately after Xu Xian fell asleep tonight.

Not as an ordinary weapon.

She wanted to make this sword into her life weapon.

Although the snake tooth sword is the entry weapon for little snake demons, the origin of this snake tooth is extraordinary!

If she sensed it correctly.

This sword has a strong ancient aura, which is definitely not comparable to her little snake demon who is only two thousand years old.

Is she stupid not to use this unheard-of material to make a life weapon?

The only thing I need to sigh about is…

[I haven’t repaid this favor yet, so I’ll accept this gift that I can’t repay. ]

Xu Xian just watched Bai Suzhen appreciate the sword tenderly.

He didn’t urge her, and waited until Bai Suzhen came back to her senses before teasing her a little. The couple entered the final applause for love with great affection.

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It was a perfect night.

After Wu Ding knocked out all the guests with the power of high-concentration distilled liquor.

He walked home leisurely with a roast chicken in his hand.

The silent night matched the perfect and beautiful moonlight.

The elegant gentleman walked slowly under the moonlight.

The pictures combined together give people a poetic feeling.

No matter which angle, it can be screenshot as a wallpaper, and a back view can be painted into a painting handed down from generation to generation.

However, the poetic and picturesque male protagonist is feeling the noisy background sound.

A lot of snake clan bosses complained that Wu Ding did not practice refining well.

Otherwise, how could they give Xiaobai such a rough sword embryo.

"Stop arguing, didn't you say that the snake clan has such a habit?"

Snake clan bosses: "Give toys to children! Don't you humans have similar habits? Is it precious?"

Human parents sometimes give their children things that are very meaningful to them.

For example, jewelry made from the spoils of the first hunting, toys played with when I was a child, copybooks used, longevity locks passed down from generation to generation, etc.

This is a kind of love for children and a commemoration of the passage of time.

These things are usually not precious in value.

"Where is my snake?! Where is the snake? Why don't you give it to me!!!"

It can be used to refine tools and medicine, but Wu Ding didn't give it to me.

"Boss, you didn't say that. Snake demons give snakes to court."

Do I need to remind you?

She's newly married!

"She is my goddess, don't you humans often give gifts to your idols?"

"………… She is only a two-thousand-year-old little snake, not as trendy as you, boss. In another thousand years, she may be able to keep up with the trend of the times and accept your snake indifferently."

Wu Ding quarreled all the way and walked into his house in the moonlight.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a drunkard lying under the big tree in his yard.

I imagine myself as the reincarnation of the immortal poet, and I am currently reciting the complete collection of Li Bai's poems.

"Raise my cup to the bright moon, and face my shadow... No need to face my shadow, come on!" The drunkard saw Wu Ding coming, and immediately got up to toast.

However, the direction he walked was thirty degrees to the left of Wu Ding.

"Don't just drink, eat something." The roast chicken was served.

"No, no, this roast chicken is too fragrant, it will affect the taste of the wine."

As a drunkard, only wine is enough.

Wu Ding glanced at the opponent's record tonight and found that the rice wine and wine he left were almost drunk. However, he didn't touch the white wine much.

It's not surprising that white wine is unpopular.

Distilled liquor actually appeared a long time ago.

It's just that it has never been mainstream.

What most ancient people like is the feeling of being tipsy after drinking, and what they like to brag about is the record of not getting drunk after drinking a thousand cups.

The spicy Shaodaozi not only consumes a lot of food, but also makes people drunk easily.

If you get drunk after three cups... it's so embarrassing to say it out.

"Thank you for today."

"It's a small matter. Helping others is helping yourself. Today is your good brother's wedding, the most important day in the lives of the newlyweds. Why should I, a stranger, go with him?"

The tongue is a little big, but the logic is still clear.

The drunkard's surname is Li Li.

He is the person sent by the cultivation circle to "supervise" Wu Ding.

The other party is not only powerful, but also experienced. Wu Ding was a little worried that he would see the true identity of Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing.

As a result, after the other party learned about today's wedding.

He was very polite and "drank to make things happen".

"Does your brother get married recently?"

Li Li felt that this kind of God-given opportunity to make things happen could come again.

"No."

Wu Ding calculated the time.

After Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen got married, they had to move to Suzhou.

It would take at least three months for the newlyweds to settle down.

It would be in time to take Xu Xian to marry Yue Jiajun for an "interview" by then.

Now, for him.

It is serious to seize the time to wash off the suspicion of "spy" on himself.

"What's the hurry! I am by your side, which is the best proof."

Wu Ding smiled without saying anything.

What he needs is a quiet environment for cultivation with no one around.

In addition to cultivation, he also needs to build the imperial platform.

In ancient times, if you want to have land to build a building like the imperial platform quickly, you must brush up the favorability of the royal family. He is really busy.

This world has monsters, ghosts, and hostile monks.

There is no shortage of combat experience.

But we can't wait for monsters to come to us.

"What do you want to do? Make yourself golden and attract assassins from Liao or Xixia?"

"That's too much effort. Go to sleep first, and we'll talk tomorrow if there's anything."

Li Li raised his eyebrows, raised his head and drank the last sip. Throwing the bottle away.

With the sky as a cover, he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he was already in the suburbs.

In front of him stood two divine horses that could not be described in words.

"This, this, this... is this a horse demon?"

"Don't you know whether it has demonic aura or not?"

For Wu Ding's sake, the divine horse did not refuse Li Li to get on its back.

But he stomped his feet, snorted, shook his tail, and expressed his dissatisfaction with his eyes.

"Where did you get this horse?"

"Well...it's not important."

"Then let me change the question. Where are we going?"

"That's easy. Let's go to Liao."

"What!?"

"Western Xia is fine. Didn't I say that waiting for the enemy to come and assassinate us, or participating in a meeting [competition], is too troublesome."

It's so easy to go directly to the enemy country.

There are targets everywhere.

Pick a few evil ones and complete the task easily.

In Lu Xiaofeng's world, Wu Ding once rode a modified divine horse and rushed from the capital to Jiangnan in one day.

With the territory of the Song Dynasty, it is also so easy to enter the territory of Liao in one day.

In the forest between the mountains, the two divine horses galloped all the way and successfully completed the task of arriving quickly.

And they obediently sent Wu Ding directly to a Liao priest who was playing a blood sacrifice.

"Who!" The priest, covered with strange hair and blood, raised his scepter angrily.

He wanted to use the power of the gods to punish this uninvited guest.

Before he could finish the spell, the power of the gods turned into lightning and instantly split him into charcoal, destroying the bloody and dirty altar and all the accomplices around him.

Wu Ding waved his hand to disperse the remaining lightning power.

Looking at Li Li who was still lying on the ground vomiting because of the "roller coaster", he urged him helplessly.

"Brother Li, I have a record here, please record it."

"Wait... vomit."

"I'm in a hurry to the next place, you hurry up."

"Voice~~~"

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