Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!
Chapter 384 5 Lines of Secret Realm 23
Chapter 384 Five Elements Secret Realm 23
Xuan Chen was taken aback again, has he been dead for so many years?Seeing that Jian Qingling had been looking at him, he immediately withdrew his thoughts, "My son is a single spirit root of the fire element, and his aptitude is very good, so he must be alive." He did not accept that his son was no longer alive.
"What if?" Jian Qingling asked back.
Because of her words, Xuanchen's spirit became unstable, and she continued: "I just said if, and just in case it wasn't, so let's do it, if your son is still there, I will give this storage ring to your son. If he is gone, give it to his descendants, anyway, as long as it is your blood, if..."
"If my blood is gone, the things will be yours." Xuan Chen said this very weakly.
"Where is your Taoist partner? If she returns"
Xuan Chen interrupted Jian Qingling again, "Her aptitude is worse than mine, it's impossible for her to be alive."
As for whether she will have other descendants, it is not his responsibility. If she has descendants and he does not have them, it can only show that she did not take good care of their son. Why should he give his property to her descendants? ?
As for the family, he couldn't even protect the children in the family, let alone give it to him.
"I'm just making an analogy. Things don't have to be like that. As you said, your son's aptitude is so good. Thousands of years have passed, and he may be in the stage of refining or combining." Jian Qingling saw him His spirit became more and more unstable, so he comforted him.
Xuan Chen raised his head, his eyes filled with hope, "Really?"
Jian Qingling nodded: "Really." She didn't want to lie to him, but seeing the hope in his eyes, she could only nod in agreement.
After getting the answer he wanted to hear, Xuan Chen smiled. It's not that he hasn't thought about those possibilities for so many years, but in order not to be overwhelmed by the loneliness of living alone in a secret realm, the safety of his family has always been his belief in living.
Even after he died, his faith did not dissipate, and he kept a trace of spirit to support him.
He gave Jian Qingling and Lan Yi a deep respect. After raising his head, his spirit slowly became transparent, and he smiled and waved to Jian Qingling.
"Put away the ashes, and let's go." Jian Qingling took a deep look at Xuan Chen's fading soul, and asked Lan Yi to clean it up, and she left the cabin first.
When they walked two meters away from the wooden house one by one, the sound of the wooden house collapsing came from behind.
One person and one beast immediately put a spiritual power cover on themselves to prevent dust from falling on them.
This wooden house can survive more than a thousand years after Xuanchen's death, it is because of his spirit to support it, now that his spirit has dissipated, the wooden house will naturally no longer exist.
There was not even a trace of sawdust left in the wooden house, and everything turned into white ash. This is a phenomenon caused by too long a period of time.
If the aptitude is not good, the life of the monk will be the same as this wooden house, which will age and collapse over time.
Fortunately, her aptitude in supernatural powers is not bad, as long as she doesn't die, she can live for a long time.
One person and one pet looked at the empty place for a while, Jian Qingling sighed in her heart, and then turned her head to dig the elixir in the medicine field. As long as she could use the elixir, they were picked into the space.
The two of them didn't dig out all the elixir that met her conditions until it was dark, and the remaining elixir was waiting for the next destined person to come in and pick it.
"I will be stationed here tonight, and I will go to Luo Xinrui tomorrow." Jian Qingling took out two tents and handed one of them to Lan Yi.
Lan Yi had never seen a tent before, and after he took it, he didn't know what to do, and looked at the owner suspiciously.
It's a pity that after Jian Qingling gave it the tent, she didn't look at it anymore, but found a place with good flatness and started to pitch the tent.
After she tied up the tent, she turned her head to look at Lan Yi, and asked with a smile, "You also saw how I tied up the tent, did you understand?"
Immortal cultivators have good memory and hands-on skills. Jian Qingling believes that after reading it once, Lan Yi should be able to tie it up by himself.
"What is this for?" What is a small mortal tent tied up for?
Jian Qingling paused, what would she say?
Most of the cultivators practice hard and don't pay attention to pleasure, but she is used to this kind of life, and she must have a safe nest wherever she goes.
She thought about it, and found an excuse to explain, "I'm used to meditating and practicing inside at night, do you think you need it? If you don't need it, return the tent to me."
You can't tell Lan Yi that she's going to sleep in a tent at night, um. It's a bit hard to say.
In addition, Lan Yi is a cold-blooded animal, even if he sleeps, he should lie directly on the ground, and he should not need a tent.
Lan Yi glanced at the tent that had already been pitched up again, turned his hand over, put the tent into the space inside his body, and said: "I don't need it now, but I may need it later."
Although this thing is just a mundane thing, it was given by the master. It cannot refute the master's good intentions. Well, it can put a tent in its cave in the future.
Jian Qingling: …
"Okay." As long as you like it.
It's just an ordinary item, Lan Yi can give it one if she wants it, anyway, she still has a lot in her space.
"You do what you want, I'm going in to practice." Jian Qingling pointed to his tent and said.
Lan Yi nodded, walked straight to the entrance of the cave, and then turned into a snake body, curled up on the ground.
Jian Qingling's eyelids twitched. How could she have forgotten that the monster she signed the contract with was a snake. It was nothing during the day, but it turned into a snake at night, which was a bit scary. Fortunately, it shrunk in size. Now The appearance is about the same size as it was in human form, so it doesn't have that much impact on her, but it would be great if it could be made smaller.
Jian Qingling's thoughts fell, and Lan Yi's snake body immediately shrank a circle, only half the size before.
What made Jian Qingling stunned for a while was that she wanted her contracted beast to be as big as she wanted it to be, right?
Jian Qingling silently said in her heart to make it smaller again. She tested it a few times, and Lan Yi's snake body changed a few times. Just when she wanted to make it as small as chopsticks again, a cold sound came from her ear. an angry voice.
"enough."
The master is also true, it has become as thin as a bamboo pole, and the master wants it to continue to shrink, too small will affect its cultivation results.
If it hadn't been worried that its prototype would become too big and make its owner afraid, it wouldn't have made itself so small at the beginning, but the result was good, the owner was still not satisfied, and wanted it to continue to shrink, well, since the owner If there is a need, it will satisfy the master's wish. Who makes her the master?
But it has become a bamboo pole, and it is too much to want it to become chopsticks.
(End of this chapter)
Xuan Chen was taken aback again, has he been dead for so many years?Seeing that Jian Qingling had been looking at him, he immediately withdrew his thoughts, "My son is a single spirit root of the fire element, and his aptitude is very good, so he must be alive." He did not accept that his son was no longer alive.
"What if?" Jian Qingling asked back.
Because of her words, Xuanchen's spirit became unstable, and she continued: "I just said if, and just in case it wasn't, so let's do it, if your son is still there, I will give this storage ring to your son. If he is gone, give it to his descendants, anyway, as long as it is your blood, if..."
"If my blood is gone, the things will be yours." Xuan Chen said this very weakly.
"Where is your Taoist partner? If she returns"
Xuan Chen interrupted Jian Qingling again, "Her aptitude is worse than mine, it's impossible for her to be alive."
As for whether she will have other descendants, it is not his responsibility. If she has descendants and he does not have them, it can only show that she did not take good care of their son. Why should he give his property to her descendants? ?
As for the family, he couldn't even protect the children in the family, let alone give it to him.
"I'm just making an analogy. Things don't have to be like that. As you said, your son's aptitude is so good. Thousands of years have passed, and he may be in the stage of refining or combining." Jian Qingling saw him His spirit became more and more unstable, so he comforted him.
Xuan Chen raised his head, his eyes filled with hope, "Really?"
Jian Qingling nodded: "Really." She didn't want to lie to him, but seeing the hope in his eyes, she could only nod in agreement.
After getting the answer he wanted to hear, Xuan Chen smiled. It's not that he hasn't thought about those possibilities for so many years, but in order not to be overwhelmed by the loneliness of living alone in a secret realm, the safety of his family has always been his belief in living.
Even after he died, his faith did not dissipate, and he kept a trace of spirit to support him.
He gave Jian Qingling and Lan Yi a deep respect. After raising his head, his spirit slowly became transparent, and he smiled and waved to Jian Qingling.
"Put away the ashes, and let's go." Jian Qingling took a deep look at Xuan Chen's fading soul, and asked Lan Yi to clean it up, and she left the cabin first.
When they walked two meters away from the wooden house one by one, the sound of the wooden house collapsing came from behind.
One person and one beast immediately put a spiritual power cover on themselves to prevent dust from falling on them.
This wooden house can survive more than a thousand years after Xuanchen's death, it is because of his spirit to support it, now that his spirit has dissipated, the wooden house will naturally no longer exist.
There was not even a trace of sawdust left in the wooden house, and everything turned into white ash. This is a phenomenon caused by too long a period of time.
If the aptitude is not good, the life of the monk will be the same as this wooden house, which will age and collapse over time.
Fortunately, her aptitude in supernatural powers is not bad, as long as she doesn't die, she can live for a long time.
One person and one pet looked at the empty place for a while, Jian Qingling sighed in her heart, and then turned her head to dig the elixir in the medicine field. As long as she could use the elixir, they were picked into the space.
The two of them didn't dig out all the elixir that met her conditions until it was dark, and the remaining elixir was waiting for the next destined person to come in and pick it.
"I will be stationed here tonight, and I will go to Luo Xinrui tomorrow." Jian Qingling took out two tents and handed one of them to Lan Yi.
Lan Yi had never seen a tent before, and after he took it, he didn't know what to do, and looked at the owner suspiciously.
It's a pity that after Jian Qingling gave it the tent, she didn't look at it anymore, but found a place with good flatness and started to pitch the tent.
After she tied up the tent, she turned her head to look at Lan Yi, and asked with a smile, "You also saw how I tied up the tent, did you understand?"
Immortal cultivators have good memory and hands-on skills. Jian Qingling believes that after reading it once, Lan Yi should be able to tie it up by himself.
"What is this for?" What is a small mortal tent tied up for?
Jian Qingling paused, what would she say?
Most of the cultivators practice hard and don't pay attention to pleasure, but she is used to this kind of life, and she must have a safe nest wherever she goes.
She thought about it, and found an excuse to explain, "I'm used to meditating and practicing inside at night, do you think you need it? If you don't need it, return the tent to me."
You can't tell Lan Yi that she's going to sleep in a tent at night, um. It's a bit hard to say.
In addition, Lan Yi is a cold-blooded animal, even if he sleeps, he should lie directly on the ground, and he should not need a tent.
Lan Yi glanced at the tent that had already been pitched up again, turned his hand over, put the tent into the space inside his body, and said: "I don't need it now, but I may need it later."
Although this thing is just a mundane thing, it was given by the master. It cannot refute the master's good intentions. Well, it can put a tent in its cave in the future.
Jian Qingling: …
"Okay." As long as you like it.
It's just an ordinary item, Lan Yi can give it one if she wants it, anyway, she still has a lot in her space.
"You do what you want, I'm going in to practice." Jian Qingling pointed to his tent and said.
Lan Yi nodded, walked straight to the entrance of the cave, and then turned into a snake body, curled up on the ground.
Jian Qingling's eyelids twitched. How could she have forgotten that the monster she signed the contract with was a snake. It was nothing during the day, but it turned into a snake at night, which was a bit scary. Fortunately, it shrunk in size. Now The appearance is about the same size as it was in human form, so it doesn't have that much impact on her, but it would be great if it could be made smaller.
Jian Qingling's thoughts fell, and Lan Yi's snake body immediately shrank a circle, only half the size before.
What made Jian Qingling stunned for a while was that she wanted her contracted beast to be as big as she wanted it to be, right?
Jian Qingling silently said in her heart to make it smaller again. She tested it a few times, and Lan Yi's snake body changed a few times. Just when she wanted to make it as small as chopsticks again, a cold sound came from her ear. an angry voice.
"enough."
The master is also true, it has become as thin as a bamboo pole, and the master wants it to continue to shrink, too small will affect its cultivation results.
If it hadn't been worried that its prototype would become too big and make its owner afraid, it wouldn't have made itself so small at the beginning, but the result was good, the owner was still not satisfied, and wanted it to continue to shrink, well, since the owner If there is a need, it will satisfy the master's wish. Who makes her the master?
But it has become a bamboo pole, and it is too much to want it to become chopsticks.
(End of this chapter)
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