Chapter 440 Gift of Mo Bao
Lighting up the technology tree is his gift for this era.
Then, he will go to pursue the true power.
Ye Guyi talked enthusiastically for a while, and finally stopped without finishing.
Jiang Shuo blinked, "Are you done?"
She nodded, "Maybe, do you want to come with me to test it with your own eyes?"
"Without your support, I would still be struggling to break through to the eighth level soul master. Although you have been No, but the growth of the Soul Guidance Hall has been implemented according to your standards."
The higher the Soul Guidance level, the harder it is to break through. Even if she was confident enough in herself, she didn't dare to say that she could do it. Breaking through the ninth level at the age of thirty, even the original Sun and Moon Empire did not have a thirty-year-old ninth-level soul engineer.
Jiang Shuo shook his head, "No, I'm relieved after hearing so many things."
"I came here mainly to see you, now I have to leave for the north."
After that, he stood up.
Ye Guyi’s face was startled, and the flush of unfinished conversation seemed to stagnate for a moment, and then he blurted out to persuade him to stay:
“Are you leaving now? At least...have a meal together?”< br>
Jiang Shuo smiled and said, "I won't eat the food anymore, save it for later."
"In the future...why are you in such a hurry?" Ye Guyi also stood up and said, "In the future. How long? More than ten years? Or a hundred years?”
"You have a long age now, but after all, I am just a soul master. Maybe when you come out next time, I will already be an old woman."
"By then, I will really still be there. Would you like to have dinner with me?"
She stared ahead, not looking at the young man next to her, and her tone was calm.
"Moreover, you were not present at the celebration banquet held when I was promoted to eighth-level soul master and ninth-level soul master. Young Master...don't you express your gratitude?"
Jiang Shuo's eyebrows lightened. With a slight movement, he asked: "What gift do you want, please tell me."
"Gifts are not important, what is important is the intention. I won't be very happy even if others give you valuables, but I will like you no matter what you give me." Ye Guyi suddenly turned around and stared into the young man's eyes. .
Jiang Shuo looked away.
The atmosphere was silent for a moment, then he said: "You are now a Titled Douluo. To be honest, I don't know what to give you."
"Why don't I give you a piece..."
Jiang Shuo thought of the things he said most, but he hadn’t finished speaking yet.
The angel woman on the side interrupted quietly, "It can't be a soul bone, right?"
"I heard that the young master likes to give soul bones to others, is there anything different?"
Ye Guyi has been in contact with the younger generation of Taixu Sect. The only impression those proud Taixu disciples have when talking about their young sect master is that he is extremely talented and generous.
You can give away soul bones worth tens of thousands of gold upon request, and you won’t be stingy about any natural and earthly treasures as long as you see them right.
But Ye Guyi himself is already a titled Douluo and does not have much demand for soul bones, heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Moreover, how can the unique friendship between two people be reflected by giving these 'rogue' things?
Jiang Shuo was just about to brighten up because he thought of something good, but he was suddenly pointed out, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
"I won't drag you to eat if you give me something meaningful." Ye Guyi raised his chin slightly and spoke in a faint voice.
Jiang Shuo felt embarrassed after hearing this.
Sending soul bones is very convenient, valuable and meaningful.
After a short moment of silence, Ye Guyi saw that he was really in trouble, so he had to say: "I heard that the children of the Taixu Jiang family have to practice calligraphy since childhood?"
Jiang Shuo was stunned, "You want me An ink book?”
The woman smiled, “Isn’t this something valuable and rare?”
“Then just write a calligraphy for me.”
Hearing this, Jiang Shuo touched his cheek, nodded and said, "Okay."
Writing a word is really not a troublesome thing.
He has a lot of storage space, and he always carries pens and ink with him.
But the content needs to be thought about carefully...
You can't exaggerate sadness, and you don't have to cry or be sad.
There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever. This farewell may be for a better meeting next time. Jiang Shuo held his chin and thought for a moment, his eyes lit up slightly.
Ye Guyi, who was always paying attention, asked: "What have you decided to write?"
"I won't agree if you are perfunctory."
Jiang Shuo waved his hand gently and shook his head.
The light around his waist brightened slightly, and then, a four-foot-square Shengxuan was spread out of thin air in the air, as if being held up by an unknown force.
Jiang Shuo also held a jade pen with a warm handle in his hand.
Dip in ink and write vigorously:
Life is not just as it was when we first met, why should we draw a fan in the autumn wind sadly.
Just like a sudden visitor in the world, ink stains the stars, clouds and water.
Four lines of poetry are written in one breath.
The wrist is very steady, and the words are not far apart from each other. In case Ye Guyi cannot understand the cursive script, Jiang Shuo specially wrote it in regular script.
The upper and lower couplets actually do not come from the same poem, but he merged them together deliberately.
It means that although the encounters in life are not always as impressive as the first meeting, there is no need to be sad. Just like the meteor piercing the night sky, the brilliance left behind is temporary. Maybe we will meet again, just go with the flow.
Signed by Jiang Shuo, the young master of Taixu.
After putting away his pen and returning, Jiang Shuo gathered strength in his palm again and swung out a divine power to hit Shengxuan.
Set up a maintenance seal to protect this ink book for thousands of years.
......
Jiang Shuo handed over the written ink book.
Ye Guyi took it with a slightly trembling wrist.
Silent for a moment, he said:
"Okay... I will keep it carefully."
Jiang Shuo nodded, said no more, and finally said goodbye.
The figure then became illusory and left the place.
When it reappeared, it was already outside Qingzhou City, heading north.
The territory of the Tianhun Empire seemed very powerful to Jiang Shuo in the past.
Nowadays, when you can travel thousands of miles in one step without specially building a space channel, it feels like nothing.
About half an hour after leaving Qingzhou, a curious question popped up in my mind.
"That human woman seems to be interested in you, why did you leave?"
In the small world between the eyebrows, Gu Yue, who was walking with her hands behind her hands, spoke to the world.
Under normal circumstances, as long as Jiang Shuo did not specifically prohibit it, she could observe the outside world.
And as long as you open your mouth, you can communicate.
This is Jiang Shuo’s promise to take the initiative to sacrifice.
Almost three days have passed since the sacrifice ceremony. Her spiritual body has recovered some aura. Although she still has no fighting ability, she can speak normally without any problem.
She had not seen the stars for tens of thousands of years. She did not expect that the outside world had changed so much.
The human race is indeed a peculiar species.
As Jiang Shuo Yukong hurried on, a voice rang in his head, and he knew who it was.
He asked nonchalantly: "Why should I stay there."
Gu Yue stepped on the gravel of the pale golden coast with her bare feet, and looked up at the sky in surprise after hearing this.
Jiang Shuo is now equivalent to the sky in this world.
She thought for a while, "I originally thought that humans would at least not refuse the embrace of a beautiful person of the opposite sex."
"After all...reproduction is the top priority of a population?"
(End of Chapter)