Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 133 Discussing Reincarnation
An Qingli deliberately found such rare and rare treasures, and read one after another, patiently.

It's a pity that I didn't find the answer, but my knowledge about rare treasures has grown a lot.

An Qingli went to find the elder who guarded the Zangshu Pavilion again, and asked if there were any treasures specially collected by the sect.

The knowledge of that kind of treasure is the same as the heaven-level exercises in the Zongmen's own collection. They are all exclusive and will not be known to outsiders.

"Yes." The elder guarding the Library Pavilion replied affirmatively, "But at least a hundred contribution points must be spent, and a vow not to disclose it to the outside world, and a Nascent Soul or above monk must personally come forward as a guarantee before I can look it up."

Personally come forward as a guarantee?

This is a bit difficult for An Qingli, who can help as a guarantor must be a close-knit Nascent Soul cultivator, and there are not many Nascent Soul cultivators she knows well, Master and Uncle Chu are refining Jiupin Dan, and Sovereign Qiu is busy , the suzerain can't be allowed to come forward in person, and she has troubled the suzerain several times with the matter of changing her status to the jade badge.
Seeing An Qingli's embarrassment, the elder guarding the Zangshu Pavilion smiled kindly and said, "If you don't have enough contribution points, you can save some more."

One hundred contribution points is equivalent to one thousand high-grade spirit stones, which is indeed too much for a young disciple.Even many Jindan elders are unwilling to spend this hundred contribution points.

"Students are not short of contribution points." An Qingli's embarrassment is not about contribution points, but who she is asking to come forward as a guarantee.

I see!The caretaker elder stroked his short beard, and realized in his heart that this inner sect disciple in normal clothes was missing a master.

An Qingli deliberated among several communication jade slips, finally selected one, concentrated a ray of spiritual thoughts on the communication jade slips, and sent a message to the other party.

Concentrating spiritual thoughts to communicate is equivalent to using communication jade slips to communicate through long-distance letters. Compared with oral voice transmission, it is slightly slower, but compared with oral voice transmission, it is more cautious and respectful.

After a while, a white-haired old man with three strands of long beard suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

"together"

Before An Qingli had time to bow her hands and salute, she saw the guardian elder half kneeling on the ground, and said excitedly: "Grand Master!"

"Well, good grandson."

Patriarch Qi Xian raised his sleeves lovingly, and an invisible spiritual force waved out, lifting the elder caretaker to his feet. He has lived for too long, and there are too many disciples and grandchildren. This is the first time seeing this little disciple and grandson.

Stroking his long beard, Patriarch Qi Xian said lovingly again: "This old man is here to protect this little girl, can you?"

"It is possible!"

The elder of Zangshu Pavilion glanced at An Qingli, vaguely guessed her background, and thought that this little girl was really good, and the monk Yuanying couldn't invite him, and the Daoist Huashen also skipped it, and directly invited an ancestor in the middle of the catastrophe.

His seven or eight hundred year old Nascent Soul Elder didn't have the Grand Master's communication jade slip, but this little girl did.
The caretaker elder was very envious.

"Thank you, Patriarch." An Qingli bowed his hands and saluted.

Ancestor Qi Xian looked at the spiritual energy around her in surprise, stroked his beard and said twice: "Not bad, not bad, she is a good luck." This girl is probably in a secret realm, and she got some great chance, the wood attribute spiritual energy around her, unexpectedly Faintly equal to fire attribute aura.

An Qingli chuckled: "Being able to follow Master is my greatest fortune."

Qi Xian stroked his beard and sighed "Ghost girl" with a smile, and then said via voice transmission: "Go to the top floor and open your eyes. There are all kinds of wonders in these three thousand worlds. Don't be arrogant and arrogant by a small chance. Compared with some adventures of the ancestors, your luck is nothing."

"Qingli, remember, thank you for your teaching."

An Qingli handed over again, temporarily deducting [-] contribution points, and followed the elder caretaker to a secret pavilion.

This secret pavilion is hidden behind a phantom wall, and it needs a special jade tablet and special instructions to open it.

There are many books inside, there are special knowledge about strange treasures, strange skills, strange formations and strange symbols, and there are hundreds of large bookshelves full of books, all of which are the adventures and travel notes of a certain monk.

The records of Tian Yunzong's more than [-] years are all here, the only one, and those adventure travel notes, many of them are written by people with great luck who have personally experienced the adventure.

An Qingli's eyes are full of light, and she can't wait to broaden her horizons.

The caretaker elder was on the side, and kindly reminded: "One hundred contribution points, you can read the book for twelve hours. Every time you stay for an extra hour, eight contribution points will be deducted."

An Qingli blinked her eyes, and thought about it, eight contribution points per hour, that is to say, after the first day, she would have to spend ninety-six contribution points every day, which is [-] high-grade spirit stones per day.
With less than [-] contribution points on her body, which is not enough to read books here for two months, An Qingli couldn't help but murmured: "Zongmen can earn Lingshi."

The caretaker elder did not object: "It is not easy for the sect to issue monthly regulations to hundreds of thousands of disciple elders."

"Yes." An Qingli nodded in agreement, "Knowledge is a spirit stone."

An Qingli spent [-] contribution points and stayed in the secret pavilion for a little more than a month. On the first day, she found the information about the bead in Qibao.

It turned out to be that bead, which turned out to be an extremely rare reincarnation bead. After death, people put it in their mouths, which can make people reincarnate with memories. However, how long this bead will be held in is not accurately stated in this book. Maybe one day, maybe one day. year.
Reincarnation with memories?

An Qingli was originally reborn with the memories of two lifetimes. Could it be that in one of her lifetimes, she also came into contact with something similar to the reincarnation beads?

"It's very possible." Xiao Jintan murmured, "Let's say there is a kind of fairy grass, as long as people get close, it can make people remember the things of the previous life. Of course, it's not all bits and pieces, but it can It reminds people of the things they miss the most in their previous lives.”

"So miraculous?" An Qingli held the record of Qibao's knowledge and experience, and carefully flipped through page by page. The Qibao inside was unheard of. When I opened the first page, I didn't want to stop.

The old master Xiao Jintan generally said: "Qingli, you have already entered the realm of comprehension, no matter how strange things are, you have to calmly observe them."

"That's right, even the trees can talk, what else is incredible." An Qingli kept her eyes on the book in her hand, but continued to discuss with Xiao Jintan, "I can understand reincarnation, and the timeline continues to extend. But What is reincarnation and rebirth? The original owner, An Qingli, has already lived it once, and I started from a baby and lived it again for her, can the timeline be reversed?"

Xiao Jintan fed the fish in the big tank, and said calmly: "It's not difficult to explain."

An Qingli slowed down her reading speed and straightened her figure: "Say your opinion and listen carefully."

"Okay, I'll say it." Little Jintan shook the golden leaves, and little Lingxi also came to its room, opening its eyes wide and pretending to be a qualified listener. It still had a fluffy ball in its arms. A snow-white rabbit with hanging ears.

(End of this chapter)