One, two, three...... Lan Ting looked at the nine lotus flowers of different colors in the sea of consciousness and had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, and the soul slip did not mention that this situation would occur! Look at the text that just emerged in this paragraph: If you want to cast a mixed element, the five elements are not lacking, and the heavens give it its permanence, and it is called chaos. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Yuan, the source also, investigate its origin, explore its roots, the beginning of chaos, the evolution of the avenue of heaven and earth! At the time of creation, the five elements converge, and chaos first appeared, like a spark of stars, burning the six and eight wildernesses, burning the years through the ages. Time flies, and the mixed element is finally completed.

To cast the mixed element spirit root, the five elements must be complete, and it must be the five elements balance with a trace of chaotic characteristics, and then the five elements are compatible, and the balance is broken, so that a trace of chaos can be born in it, and the chaotic qi is connected, and after a series of changes, a long time, can be cast into the mixed element spirit root.

Lan Ting thought about herself again, the five elements converged? No, time is rising? Even if it is counted according to the pregnancy of ten months, no! She herself is not the mixed spirit root of the balance of the five elements, how can she practice this spiritual decision that the dead are not worth their lives. If she really burns the years for eternity, what will happen to her mother when she gives birth to her?hmm~~ I don't want to, Lan Ting shuddered, that bastard!

Gold and gold, blue water, green wood, red fire, brown earth, the five elements are arranged in the order of symbiosis, slowly rotating, endlessly forming a large circle, the circle is the black and white Pisces composed of yin and yang spiritual roots, well, there is also a transparent lotus flower around the Pisces irregular rotation up and down, left and right to form a slightly higher small circle, the top is the gray mixed element spiritual root of the gray lotus is slowly rotating.

Lan Ting bit her fingers, but what kind of spiritual root is that transparent lotus, she has a hunch that this transparent lotus flower is her original spiritual root, and it is also the key to her casting a mixed element spiritual root in such a short period of time, and nine is the number of poles, looking at the nine slowly rotating lotus flowers, Lan Ting has a sense of completeness.

Lan Ting bit her fingers and stared at Qinglian outside the window. The slender and elegant green lotus swayed gently in the wind with the water lines on the water, like an elegant and beautiful girl dancing on the water, dancing one after another indifferently out of the dust, like an innocent and elegant fairy who strayed into the red dust.

A pair of good-looking and fair-skinned hands picked up Lan Ting unexpectedly, and Lan Ting, who was in a trance, couldn't help but let out a surprise, until she fell into a familiar embrace, smelling the faint smell of grass Lan Ting slowly exhaled and angrily pulled the owner's hair.

"Baby, what are you thinking?" a gentle male voice sounded, the man held Lan Ting with one hand, and with the other hand flexibly rescued his hair from the sea of suffering. Lan Ting stared at the man's hair with black and white eyes, and there was no sweeping of the man's corners of her eyes.

"Bad baby, why do you just like to pull Daddy's hair? The man had no choice but to put the strand of hair back into Lan Ting's open little palm, Lan Ting raised her eyes and stared at the man for a while, and pulled down the man's hair heavily.

"Eh, let go of the baby, daddy is in pain. Lan Ting lay on the man's shoulder and rolled her eyes secretly, ignoring the man's tricks, she remembered that when she was born, this man said that he would beat her ass, she was a sixteen-year-old adult, eh, almost an adult, eh, a baby now, but this can't erase her mental age of sixteen years old. Besides, he's a high-ranking monk, with her little arms and legs, can she hurt him?

"Brother Yi, you're playing tricks on the baby again!" A gentle female voice interrupted the man's mischief and Lan Ting's thoughts.

"Why, how dare I play tricks on her!" the man cried out.

"Hmph!" the woman snorted arrogantly and stopped talking.

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"Brother Yi, is the result out? The woman's voice was a little muffled.

"Ji'er. The man sighed.

"Brother Yi, you say, I'm fine. ”

Luan Ziyi's eyes were a little gloomy, and his tone was low, "Don't have the surname Luan, rank Shisu." ”

Qing Zhen's reaction was a little unexpected by Luan Ziyi, Qing Zhen lifted Lan Ting and shook it gently, and Lan Ting touched the tip of her nose, "Baby, you have a name, it's called Shiso, and it is the same as the mother's mother, it is the first word with seven colors, and Qing and Zi are connected!"

"Hello, or ......," Luan Ziyi's tone was a little worried.

"The family has family rules, even if you are the young master, some things are not something you can decide, on the contrary, you often need to lead by example and do better. As long as the baby is safe for life, I am relieved. Qing Zhen's tone was flat, as if the initial depression had not appeared.

Luan Ziyi frowned secretly, in the Xiuzhen family, the daughter of a young master who has no spiritual roots, it is too difficult to want to live a safe life! However, "Yes, our baby will definitely be safe for a lifetime!" The tone was firm, as if he was telling himself something. Looking at the little baby in Qingji's arms, the baby will do his best to protect you as a father, this is his and Ji'er's child, and it may be the only child, Ji'er's body......

"Ji'er, there is one more thing, the elder agrees that the baby will accept the Ancestral Enlightenment. Luan Ziyi's tone was obscure and depressing.

"What! The baby doesn't have a spiritual root at all. Qing Zhen's face turned pale in an instant.

"Elder Wujian said, 'There is no spiritual root, but that doesn't mean there is no bloodline inheritance. Luan Ziyi's tone was bitter.

"I don't agree, what will happen if a child who can't cultivate has a bloodline inheritance, Luan Ziyi, don't you know! I won't let the baby become the second Mo Xiu!" Qing Zhen's tone was sharp, and holding Lan Ting's hands tightly made Lan Ting feel a burst of pain.

"Ji'er, this is not up to us. Luan Ziyi lowered his head, his tone was bitter, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, he was really useless.

"Get out!"

"Ji'er. ”

"Get out, get out, get out!" Qing Zhen pushed Luan Ziyi out of the door and locked the door with his backhand. Although this means is simply useless for monks. Luan Ziyi put his hand on the door, and after a while, he finally turned to leave.

"Baby, my mother knows, and your father can't help it. But baby, what if you really open the bloodline inheritance, baby, you are just a mortal. Baby, if you open the bloodline, don't say it. Baby ......" Qingzhen hugged Lan Ting and kept crying, and finally cried so haggard that she fell asleep.

Lan Ting looked at the woman with tears in the corners of her eyes, her heart was full of guilt, and she waved her fist in her heart, Mixed Yuan Linggen, that damn bastard! The language of her father and mother is the same as the language of her hometown in Qixing's memory, so she can understand it.

Lan Ting couldn't help but think of the day half a month ago, when she was taken to the ancestral temple with several newborn babies to test the spiritual root, but she, the child of the dignified young master, was just a mortal without a trace of spiritual root, and those people were sneering at her mother and sneering at her with disdain. Elder Wujian, she remembered that it was a middle-aged man with a slender face, with a pair of long, cloudy dark green eyes, and his gaze at her and his mother was cold and mocking.

Since she has become their daughter, she will take on their love, take on the responsibility represented by the name Shisu, and give them a peace of mind.

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Bingyuan had a bad stomach today, he had a pain all afternoon, his face was pale, and he belonged to the sick code, if he was not good tomorrow morning, he had to go to the doctor.

Lan Ting children's shoes will be renamed perilla from today.