The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Shuo Li went to Xiandun, his body was like a thin white smoke, and he fled where he was, leaving only Pei Xihe and Song Qingge behind.

Song Qingge didn't care what his master said, but looked at Pei Xihe with bright eyes.

"Quick, let's divide this treasure between the two of us."

She rubbed her hands together, made two hey hey sounds, and suddenly felt obscene, she immediately put her fist on her lips, coughed twice, and straightened her figure.

It is the so-called quick distribution of spoils and handsome posture.

The corners of Pei Xihe's lips raised slightly, and said with a slight smile.

"Of course, but this time I will take [-]% of it."

She turned the palm of her hand to reveal the precious jade, the whole body is crimson, crystal clear, with black fine lines lingering in it, entangled to form a dragon shape.

Pei Xihe floated it with mana, and pointed his right index finger on it, and saw the brilliance rippling, the inner core was scattered, the black dragon pattern collapsed, and the crimson jade suddenly turned black and red.

And Song Qingge also made a move at this moment, and the two immortal swords of Bingtang Hawthorn fused into one, exuding breath, even among the ranks of acquired gods, it is still outstanding.

She held the sharp blade with mixed colors of frost, white and red, and slashed at the treasure, splitting it into two pieces with a ratio of three to seven in the blink of an eye.

Song Qingge put the sword into the nibble between his eyebrows, and nodded in satisfaction.

That's right, three to seven points, one point is not much, one point is not less, she stretched out her hand to take away the smaller jade, and a scorching breath flowed into her body, and the mana touched by it was baked by it. How much more refined!

As expected of a treasure conceived by the blood of a true dragon, she admired it from the bottom of her heart.

In this way, the dragon blood essence stones collected along the way, together with all kinds of treasures and rare objects, can be combined into a dragon blood forging body, and at the same time cleansing the mana, increasing the foundation, and within ten years, you can hit the seven realms of immortality, step by step into the late stage.

Pei Xihe then grabbed the slightly larger jade and put it into the mustard seeds.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and was also quite happy.

The real harvest this time is Ao Huahua's completely repaired true dragon supernatural powers. Seventy percent of the treasures are right to be Rao's head, but this is not enough for outsiders to understand.

Pei Xihe straightened her expression and was quite sincere.

"Song Daoyou's skill is of the same origin, yin and yang help each other, it is really powerful."

This statement is sincere, without any falsehood.Pei Xihe also has the root of ice and fire, and especially remembers that he learned the secret method "Long Peace" when he was a teenager, and has some unique insights into the hedging of ice and fire.

But her method is limited to the explosion between interweaving and collision, which is far inferior to that of Song Qingge, who is as integrated as one, helping each other from the same source.

Therefore, the power is so far away that it makes Pei Xihe feel emotional.

Song Qingge raised his head slightly, curled up the corners of his lips triumphantly, and there was a flamboyant and brilliant smile on his bright face.

"It's easy to say, it's average."

Even so, her face was full of a look of "quickly praise me, praise me more", and she did not hide or hide her clumsiness.

She cleared her throat and continued.

"In fact, when I was born, I was born with dual spiritual roots of ice and fire, which opposed each other and almost died suddenly."

It's really true, it's almost like I just came out of the Six Realms of Samsara and went to the Six Realms of Samsara to report again.

Thinking like this made Song Qingge restrain his complacent look.

"But although the Song family I was born in is not a big family, they still have some savings. My parents used elixir and their own magic power to force a balance for me, so that I won't die early."

"Then I stepped into the path of practice, and because of this my practice slowed down for a period of time, but I'm a very talented person. The Nascent Soul stage ushered in an epiphany, and then it was five years to transform into a god, and three years to fit together."

The Upper Immortal Realm already has unique cultivation conditions, and with Song Qingge's talent, it is normal to enter this realm like this.

Looking into Pei Xihe's searching eyes, Song Qingge knew what she was thinking, and her mind turned around for a moment.

In fact, that epiphany is not a secret, and the intelligence spies of all the big families have backups, such as 'Zhao Fuxi' really wants to know, there will always be a way to know about it.

Seeing that his talent is not weak, Fellow Daoist Zhao has been promoted to the first level in just a few years. If he thinks he has extraordinary potential, he can sell her well.

Song Qingge said with a smile.

"It's nothing to say. At the beginning, because of my slow entry, I had the idea of ​​traveling in the mountains and rivers."

Reasons are certain, but things are not certain.The way of heaven evolves, and there are thousands of good fortune.

Even in the upper immortal world, not everyone has the aptitude for cultivation. If a human race has no spiritual roots and cannot enter the immortal path, then naturally they can only be content with the destiny and do ordinary things.

"I saw an old man making clay figurines in the world market. He smashed two statues. The fragments were fine and small, and they became mud with water and kneaded into a ball."

"Then twist it with skillful hands, and then reshape the two statues."

"From this, I suddenly realized that I used my own will as a master to reshape the ice and fire spiritual root, and since then I have become one, and the road to immortality will be bright."

Of course, the danger is very dangerous, if it is not for the parents to protect the side, it may not be able to survive.

And Pei Xihe had excellent comprehension, so he understood, his eyes lit up, and with a look of excitement on his face, he murmured.

"It was so."

From then on, there is fire in ice, and ice in fire, so how can they not be born with each other, and become one?
She solved the disadvantages of the three spiritual roots, in fact, she used strange treasures to enlighten them and completely divided them. The three heavenly spiritual roots also gave birth to some spiritual wisdom, and they did not interfere with each other, and lived in peace.

And Song Qingge undoubtedly provided her with a way of thinking, there is a wonderful similarity between Mingming and the "Gen Yi Jing", if you can integrate it, digest it thoroughly, and integrate it into your own practice, it will naturally benefit a lot.

At this moment, Pei Xihe frowned suddenly, and a trance image involuntarily appeared in his mind.

The clear laughter like a silver bell rang in my ears, the woman in the white dress was full of smiles, and there was a man with a tall and straight figure, and a somewhat handsome man from the back was beside her.

They seemed to be talking, but couldn't really hear them.

Both of their hands are like white jade, but they are rubbing a ball of brown-yellow clay.

"Take a piece of clay, knead a you, and mold a me. Break the two of us together, and mix them with water."

The woman spoke with a smile, and the breeze rustled.

"Knead another you, and mold another me. I have you in the mud, and you have me in the mud. I was born in the same quilt as you, and died in the same coffin."

The man followed suit, his voice was like broken jade, and his friendship was strong.

For a while, Pei Xihe could only vaguely see the two clay figurines being kneaded out, and finally each with a smiling face drawn out, and placed together, facing each other.

Memories fly, but only for a moment.

Song Qingge looked at Pei Xihe in a daze, and wondered if he could touch this girl with a single word and he would have an epiphany?
Did my mouth ever open?

As expected of me!

But at this moment, Pei Xihe came back to her senses, secretly thinking that it was bad luck.

But when she thought of those two clay sculptures, she couldn't help but frown, the raw material was soil.

It was recorded in ancient times: "Those who breathe the soil say that the soil grows and breathes infinitely, so it can block floods."

This is the most precious treasure of the earth. For example, if one or two of the monk's natal objects can be integrated, he can obtain the ability of self-repair, and a little fragment can be restored to its original appearance without worrying about damage.

Even if it was a little muddy, all the immortals would have to fight for it. Even Dige had never left such treasures in the Yin Temple.

Pei Xihe didn't realize how affectionate he was, but he was thinking secretly in his heart, wondering if those two clay sculptures were still kept?
If it can be obtained, it may lay the foundation for the promotion of the Tianguang knife to the innate gods.