Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 867
a few months later.

In the far west of Zhuoyuan, there is a wilderness and hills where even small tribes of different races do not want to live here. Because it is the rainy season, the turbid fog in the sky that has been lingering for many years has been washed away by the heavy rain, and it is rare to see through it. A little clear sky.

The rain continued and fell quietly, but it was as if the strings of the piano were suddenly pulled out by an invisible hand, and ripples swayed in the air, and a little girl suddenly appeared in front of the deserted hill.

The little girl looked about twelve or thirteen years old, her big round eyes were as bright and pure as if she could speak, her round face and delicate facial features were full of the delicacy and prettyness of a girl.

I saw that she first looked around and there was a slight trace of the two small and cute round corners hidden in the temples. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, she jumped up into the air and went to the other side.

Half a day later, the little girl reappeared and disappeared at the same location.

After the ripples, the original hill turned into a valley. The purple-eyed man who was meditating in the valley opened his eyes and closed them again when he saw her.

The little girl knew that the other party's temperament was like this, so she didn't care, she jumped into the cave door on the mountain wall, and took out a token in the innermost quiet room, and the space in front of her was split open. seam.

As soon as she entered the map of Songxi Cave, a member of the Shuixiu tribe who happened to be passing by saw her, and hurriedly bowed to salute: "Master Chu."

The little girl nodded with a smile, and asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

A woman stood out from the crowd and replied: "I'm going to the deep valley to harvest black wood mushrooms and come back to refine medicine."

"Oh, then you go."

After bidding farewell to a group of people, the little girl went up to the Daqing Mountain, and heard the dense howling of swords coming from behind the mountain.

She looked for the place where the sound of the sword came from, and turned around a towering mountain wall, and saw a sword platform newly opened in the back mountain above the sky filled with sword shadows, layer upon layer like ten thousand swords firing together, one layer disappears, one at a time The layers are added, and the eyes are full of dazzling sword lights, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and reality, and not to get close.

After a while, the space shook violently, and the entire Daqing Mountain seemed to shake.

The baby who was sleeping in the spiritual veins in the mountain turned over, but he was used to such movements these days, so he only grunted a few times in dissatisfaction, and didn't bother to bark his teeth at people.

But the sword light in the sky retracted inward, and the sound of piercing through the air boomed, and in a blink of an eye, it formed a black long sword with blue patterns wrapped around it, winding like a dragon, and suddenly turned into a sword intent, which disappeared.

After all the sword energy dissipated, Liu Qinghuan's figure finally appeared.

He stood on the spot, comprehended the sword intent for a while, and then put away the Floating Sword, when he saw the little girl running over, her eyes were filled with admiration and said: "Master, this move is the Canzi Jue, it's so powerful!"

Liu Qinghuan was amused by her cute appearance. After a long and hard training, she finally broke through the shackles of the fourth level on the first day of junior high school, and reached the fifth level where she can transform into a form.

"Has the pill been delivered?"

On the first day of the junior high school, he followed him to the front of the mountain, chattering: "Here it is, it's hard to find the man's cave in Chonglou, and after I found it, he made me wait for a long time before opening the door... He said that the elixir is very good, and he also gave the master Everything you want to know is engraved on the jade slip.”

As she said that, she took out a jade slip and handed it over, wrinkled her face and said pitifully: "That person is so annoying, he bullies me every time, and this time he wants to touch my horns, hum! Don't see him anymore, you don't want the things he sent!"

Liu Qinghuan laughed loudly, while looking at the jade slip, she reached out and touched the two small horns on her head: "He really likes you... What did he give you?"

Wrinkled his nose on the first day of the lunar new year, he took out a ringing bracelet and showed it to him: "I don't want it, but he still insists on stuffing it, saying that if I don't want it, I'll throw it away... It's a pity to lose it, so I have to take it."

Although she spoke dislike, there was an unmistakable love flashing in her eyes.

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised, and saw that the bracelet was made of several delicate and delicate flowers, each of which was carved from clear green crystal jade, and the flower core was a water-colored hidden spirit bead that was shining brightly. Not bad magic weapon.

He couldn't help touching his chin, pondered for a while, and suddenly felt slightly annoyed that his daughter was coveted by others.

This time I contacted Ye Jing to ask the other party some questions about cultivation, by the way, I would like to ask about the Baojing Palace, but in the future... let's use the communication talisman to communicate.

"Okay, I won't see him in the future. You have already cultivated a human body, go to the secret storehouse to have a look, and choose some suitable magic weapons for yourself."

While talking, the two had already walked to the front mountain, where two towering trees stood side by side by the road.

The nearly mature Shilao wood is tens of feet tall, and its trunk is as thick as two people hugging. It no longer has only a bare stone stake like when it was a young seedling, but has lush branches and leaves, casting a large shade of the tree.

Fortunately, there are only a few spiritual fields left on the Daqing Mountain today, so these two heavenly rank fifth-grade sacred trees will not be able to compete for the spiritual energy.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he touched the bark that was still as hard as a stone: "Master, has this tree grown? I saw that the Huishi people have also planted a large piece of it, and it grows much better than the outside."

Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand, and the green energy between his fingers was like rain, pouring it on the roots of the tree: "Of course, the picture is full of spiritual energy, which is suitable for the growth of stone wood."

Chu Yi tilted his head and asked, "Master, isn't he going to cultivate strength?"

"Naturally, it needs to be repaired. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of this rare sacred tree and the wood crystals that are piling up like a mountain in the warehouse, but not now."

Liu Qinghuan looked up at the huge canopy: "Cultivating strength and body training are complementary to each other. If you only cultivate strength but not train your body, your body will be broken by the explosive force sooner or later. I don't have a suitable body training method at hand. Let's talk about it after Zhuoyuan goes out."

Moreover, his cultivation base has reached the late stage of transformation, and he needs to start to realize the dual meaning of yin and yang, virtual and real, and continue to perfect the follow-up exercises created by himself, as well as practice the remaining four characters of the eight-character sword formula, so there is really no time for body training.

The realm of yin deficiency and yang reality is a very special stage of cultivation. It can be counted as two realms, or it can be counted as one realm. It needs to refine the spirit to return to the void, return to the root, and finally cultivate the god of pure yang.

Letting the first day of junior high school go to play by herself, Liu Qinghuan returned to the quiet room and started to practice with peace of mind.

But outside the small cave, in the turbid abyss, a miserable storm is brewing.

After years of strife, the turf dispute had gradually calmed down, but they didn't want to suddenly run out of a person with a cultivation level of unparalleled cultivation.

Changying is not as good-tempered as Liu Qinghuan. Seeing that all the monsters in Zhuoyuan are not as good as mud pigs and dogs, how can they be polite? And forcibly occupied Heishui City and Dao Wuya.

Hu Si and Zhou Qi finally thought of Liu Qinghuan, and found Huishidi with mournful faces, but they couldn't find anyone there.

At this point, the Qingming monk who was knocked down into the chaotic abyss finally stopped being greeted by countless stones and sticks as soon as he came down. He could barely have a place to recuperate his injuries, and at the same time he had to obey Changying's orders.

This marks the beginning of the era when human cultivators ruled Zhuoyuan. However, such things have happened several times in history. Foreign races and demon cultivators are also very adaptable, and they all choose to be human with their tails between their legs.

The upper world is so good, but they are turbid, barren, and uncivilized. Sooner or later, the powerful Renxiu will leave. I just hope that he can leave soon.

But ten years have passed, 20 years have passed, 50 years, 100 years, 150 years...

Several generations of short-lived alien races have passed, and that damned human Xiu still hasn't left!

Compared with Dongyuan, the barren Xiyuan is relatively peaceful.

With their perseverance and tenacious vitality, those small tribes in Huishi Land once again got used to the oppressed life, but their ancestors chanted the deeds of Master Qinglin.

It is said that the adult is kind and kind. He not only feeds them, but also treats them very well, just like a real fairy.

The foreign race couldn't think of any compliments, and could only tell their children and grandchildren in the most plain words, with nostalgia for the past time in their cloudy eyes.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I knew, I knew..." Ying, who was too old to straighten her back, was sitting at the door of the house, looking towards the direction of Huishi.

Because he is a mid-level strength master, his life span is much longer than that of ordinary clansmen, but at this time he is already dying.

The children around raised their heads and asked incomprehensibly, "Grandpa, what did you know earlier?"

"If I had known, when Hua'er and the Shuixiu Clan recognized Lord Qinglin as the master, I should have led the whole clan to recognize Master Qinglin as the master. It's too late to say anything now, it's too late..."

Just as I was talking, I heard the turbid fog in the sky suddenly tumbling violently, and large pieces gathered together. After a while, there were lightning flashes and thunder, and the rumbling sound seemed to explode in my ears...

(End of this chapter)