The annual rings of time keep turning one circle after another, the seasons change, and three years have passed unconsciously.

At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun shone into a dark and dim cave under a rushing waterfall and sealed with large stones.

Through the mottled light shining into the cave, he could vaguely see a pair of white hands tearing open the thick silkworm cocoon and stretching out, and then Yang Huaiping, whose skin was shining with crystal luster, walked out of the cocoon.

After three years, Yang Huaiping's old clothes have become tattered, but fortunately, the green shirt made for him by Bai Qiulian is intact, and then Yang Huaiping paced to the door of the cave, and he blasted the boulder sealed in the cave and walked outside the cave with one palm.

Looking at the picture of returning birds into the forest, Yang Huaiping took a deep breath of the fresh mountain air, put the green shirt in his hand at the mouth of the cave, he gathered the snow-white hair of the shawl, took off the tattered clothes on his body, and jumped into the turbulent waterfall.

Yang Huaiping swam in the turbulent green pool under the waterfall, swam in the reflected lake water, and soaked in the cool lake water, he felt extremely refreshed all over his body.

Just as *Ping was about to leave with his clothes, a sound of spring thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and a large number of dark clouds gathered from the sky, and a sudden cold rain came in an instant, in this thunder, he felt a clear sea of gods.

The dense smackling raindrops fell on the surface of the lake and caused ripples in circles, bathed in the cold rain falling from the sky, Yang Huaiping felt that the blood and veins around his body flowed, without the slightest stagnation, he sat cross-legged on the surface of the lake and slowly closed his eyes.

With the sound of spring thunder rolling in the sky, the vast aura of the heavenly spirits began to frantically converge towards Yang Huaiping, and a brilliant golden flower slowly bloomed from the top of his head.

Immediately, the golden flower disappeared into the top of Yang Huaiping's head, and suddenly his body shone with a thousand golden lights, and Yang Huaiping's dantian slowly condensed into a golden pill, and at this time, his primordial spirit turned into a white halo and flew out of his body.

Yang Huaiping felt that the Yuan Shen was no longer as weak and light as the first time, and he felt that his Yuan Shen was very condensed, as if he could retreat even if he faced the thunder and the Yuan Shen again.

At this time, Yang Huaiping jumped from the late stage of refining the Qi and transforming the gods to the early stage of refining the gods, and he felt that everything in this mountain was under his control, and his eyes could be able to see things thousands of miles away.

Scenes from the past rushed to Yang Huaiping's heart like a tide, and for a moment, he looked at the bracelet on his wrist woven with bells of various colors with mixed feelings.

After Yang Huaiping smacked his lips and smiled bitterly, his Yuan Shen instantly escaped into the flesh, Yang Huaiping read from the "Prajna Sutra", [The soul is a person, and the body is a ship, only the complementarity of the soul and the body can sail to the other side of the avenue!], so he will never abandon the body and only cultivate the Yuan Shen.

At this moment, Qingluan, who was about four meters in shape, with smooth and supple cyan feathers all over his body, and dragged his long tail feathers flew towards Yang Huaiping.

Qingluan circled above Yang Huaiping's head, and it let out a clear cry from its mouth, and then Qingluan swooped down and stretched out its long beak to hold Yang Huaiping in its mouth, and it shook its head and threw Yang Huaiping on its back.

Yang Huaiping reached out and stroked the beautiful cyan feathers on Qingluan's back, and he asked, "Are you healed?"

Qingluan turned his head very spiritually and nodded to Yang Huaiping, Yang Huaiping pointed to the cave under the turbulent waterfall, and he said, "Where you take me to fly, I have to put on my clothes first." ”

After hearing Yang Huaiping's words, Qingluan flew to the hole under the waterfall very spiritually and fell, Yang Huaiping jumped off Qingluan's back, he put on his clothes, tidied up his shawl, and his snow-white hair slowly walked to Qingluan's side.

"Bluebird, did you come to me on purpose?"

Qingluan nodded towards Yang Huaiping, it let out a clear chirp as if it was very happy, Yang Huaiping jumped onto Qingluan's back, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the towering Qianxun Tower, which stood very conspicuously, "Where is the blue bird flying, I'll go and see how Bai Qiulian is doing now!"

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Outside a wooden house near the Chihiro Tower, a woman in a white dress, with ice bones and jade skin, a beautiful face, and a maternal glow is teaching a little boy in spring clothes, about two years old, and a pair of very smart eyes to read and write.

"The word Bao'er is called fennel, the top is a cursive prefix, and the bottom is a home return!"

The little boy with very smart eyes and a lovely face is very naughty, he is not learning to read and write at all, but looks at the sky, "Auntie, I saw a big cyan bird flying over the sky, that big bird is so beautiful!"

The woman with a beautiful face couldn't help but look up at the sky when she heard the little boy's voice, and when she saw the person, her eyes couldn't help but shed tears.

"Auntie, why are you crying!" The milky voice of the little boy with a pair of smart big eyes sounded in the ears of the good-looking woman.

The woman with a beautiful face wiped the tears on her face, she smiled happily and said, "It's okay Bao'er, Auntie, I'm crying when I'm happy!"

The huge Qingluan flew down from the sky, he slowly fell outside the wooden house, wearing a green shirt, snow-white hair draped around his waist, his face was elegant and delicate, his eyes were clear and clear, his steps were light and elegant, and Yang Huaiping, who had a sense of fairy wind and bones, slowly walked towards Bai Qiulian.

At this time, a crisp children's voice came out, "A-Niang, this uncle is so beautiful!"

Bai Qiulian ran to Yang Huaiping's side and threw herself into his arms, she said with a crying voice: "Why did you come back!"

Yang Huaiping hugged Bai Qiulian tightly, he looked at the little boy on the ground talking in disbelief, and a pair of smart eyes were staring at him, "Bai Girl, this little boy is?"

"This fool, this little boy is your son!" Bai Qiulian stretched out his fist and slapped Yang Huaiping's chest.

Yang Huaiping's face instantly showed a bright smile, and he hugged Bai Qiulian and turned around, "Daughter-in-law, I really thank you so much, you must have suffered a lot in the past few years!"

Bai Qiulian's eyes wandered to Yang Huaiping, who was in the fairy wind and bones, "Little brother, you have really reached the realm of returning to the void, and what do you mean by daughter-in-law!"

Yang Huaiping let go of Bai Qiulian who was hugging, he picked up the cute little guy on the ground and said to Bai Qiulian: "I am a Jindan, and our daughter-in-law there should be what your lady here means, but the title of Mrs. feels too numb, I really can't call it!"

Bai Qiulian nodded towards Yang Huaiping with a sudden expression, and she said softly: "Little brother, go back to the house, there is still leftover rice in the house, I will heat it up for you when the time comes, and then I will fry a few dishes for you!"