"Angels become eggs, and spiritual consciousness lasts three and a half years."

Shirtless, a white and pure boy lying among the green mountains and white clouds. He hasn't had a haircut for three and a half years, and now he has long hair hanging down his shoulders, but he is already a spiritual Taoist, and his long hair is not stained with dust, and it is refreshing and transparent.

Although it is still a little tender, it is also a little clear-eyed.

A foot away beside him, the white giant egg stood quietly, and was finally erected, so that he didn't have to lie down all the time.

In the past two years, after discovering that his body could grow up, Zhou Zhou breathed a long sigh of relief.

In this way, he doesn't have to worry anymore, he will be like that little Death God Taoist, Conan's classmate who is still in the first grade of elementary school with more than 800 episodes of animation, can only watch Xiaolan's sister stare dryly every day.

It's just that......

"This cultivation is progressing too slowly!"

Three years without coming out of the spiritual realm made Zhou Zhou, who was still thinking that he would become a golden pill in a few years and become an immortal in his twenties and thirties to carry out his great 'goddess list' plan, was a little frustrated.

Especially in the past three months, he obviously felt that he had encountered a bottleneck, but he couldn't get a way to break through the bottleneck, which made him even more depressed.

"Angel girl, when can you come out, it's good to talk to me."

Zhou Zhou sat up, and naturally sat cross-legged, condensing the posture of holding Yuan Shouyi, and he had developed a habit of sitting for three years. He grinned and said, "By the way, your name is Mikael, I almost forgot about it......"

"The old man said that you are restoring your own mana, do you angels also have mana? Maybe the old man understands that it's just mana. ”

He was talking to himself again, except for him and the white dome in front of him, only the passing wind, the grass under his buttocks, the clouds in the sky, and the swallows in the clouds could be heard.

After saying a few words to the angel egg, his irritable mood gradually calmed down.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and if you don't work hard, the boss ...... How to fly away to see fairies!

Practice!

Closing his eyes, cyan spiritual flames poured out around him.

This flame gathered out of the height, absorbing the heaven and earth vitality on the cliff, and a pure cyan aura rose like wolf smoke and floated to the sky.

Can the spiritual aura of an ordinary cultivator soar to the sky?

What are you kidding, this is not a flood of antiquity.

If it is seen by a passing cultivator, it will definitely think that there is a treasure born, or some spirit beast is absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth.

But this green mountain is wrapped in a bell-shaped light mask, and if you look at it from a distance, you can't detect that cyan aura - this is the great array of heaven concealment laid by the old man Gongji.

If you look closely at this cyan firework, it is a lotus-shaped, thumb-sized flame tightly patched together. The little cyan lotus flowers swirled and tumbled, hovering beside Zhou Zhou, he raised his hands slightly with his eyes closed, and two green lotus fireworks bloomed in his palms.

After a long time, the spiritual fireworks gradually melted back into his eyebrows.

Zhou Zhou felt it carefully, but he didn't notice the slightest change in his body, and after opening his eyes, he sighed a little dejectedly, and lay down with his head up.

"How do you feel your own way?"

A little upset, watch the white clouds flow in the sky, and let yourself slowly calm down.

He also recalled the old man's words when he went to consult the old man Gongji in the past few days.

……

"Grandpa, I've been in the late stage of spiritual consciousness for three years, when will I be able to teach my cultivation method of merging the Dao?"

"Have you ever felt the existence of the Tao?"

"This, not yet," Zhou Zhou scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Just after reaching the realm of Rongdao, do you need to enlighten the Dao?" ’

The old man nodded with a chuckle, and patiently told him:

"The Tao Law, the Tao Law, there is the Tao and the Law. There are two kinds of practice here, one is to enter the Tao from the Fa, and the other is to derive the Fa from the Dao.

When they practice, they comprehend the heavens and the earth and realize themselves, so that they can achieve supreme supernatural powers. This is derived from the Tao.

In today's flood famine, especially in your human race, the method of cultivation is prevalent, and those with outstanding qualifications can practice according to the method, and they can feel the traces of the Tao and practice step by step.

This is from the Dharma to the Tao, although it is relatively simple, but it is inferior.

The method of spiritual consciousness you are cultivating is the method of enlightenment of the innate spirit of the desolation that was taught by the original Dao Ancestor when he first preached, and it is not an ordinary method of cultivating the Dao. Among the Dao ancestors, the three Qings are the orthodoxy of the Tao, and the ways of Shangqing, Yuqing, and Taiqing are different, and there are differences in interception, interpretation, and human teaching.

But at its root, it is this 'One Qi Yuan Shinto'.

If you are anxious to improve your cultivation realm, I can teach you any of the methods of Shangqing, Yuqing, and Taiqing Taoism, all of which are suitable for your human race and are orthodox. But this will always come to an end, and I am afraid that the future achievements will ......."

The old man said so much, and finally fell on the word I'm afraid, and he still showed a regretful look on his face.

Zhou Zhou was not stupid, and hurriedly asked: "I'm afraid it's difficult to grow up?" ”

"Any method in the world, cultivated to the highest depths, can achieve immortality. Don't say it, it's still the Three Qing Daoists. ”

Zhou Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Then what are you afraid of?" ”

"It's hard to be holy."

Zhou Zhou's expression was a little blank, he touched his familiar position, and continued to bang his head against the wall, "What am I doing when I become holy?" Why should I be sanctified? It takes a lot of effort to become an immortal? This old man must be teasing me, my brother just wants to cultivate a golden immortal, why do you want to think about it so far......"

The old man smiled and watched him play with treasure, but he didn't mind being called 'old man'.

The old man added: "The road of the three clears is the three major roads in front of you, but you are standing at a fork in the road at this time. Go to enlightenment, take this step yourself, and choose the path you want to pursue, which path is much better than others telling you how to take which path of cultivation. ”

The old man's original intention was actually to let Zhou Zhou stay in the spiritual realm for a longer period of time; His considerations were not easy to explain to Zhou Zhou.

……

This old man must be cheating people.

Zhou Zhou lay on the grass, gradually retracting his thoughts; In my heart, I can't complain about the old man.

It's just that, anyway, he has to cultivate the Three Qing Dao System, which way to take is much worse?

Zhou Zhou yawned, if he doesn't become a golden pill, he is a mortal, and the title of 'spiritual Taoist person' is more often a joke or sarcasm.

He is now stuck at the door of the Dao Fusion Realm, and in addition to being able to continuously condense his spiritual sense and refine his physical body, he can't take half a step forward.

The more he practiced this flame of spiritual consciousness, the more he cultivated, the more majestic it became, but from the flame of spiritual consciousness to the shape of a lotus, it was only an accumulation of quantity, and there was no qualitative change.

The fire of spiritual consciousness is not a real flame, but a concrete manifestation of spiritual consciousness outside the body, and it has no purpose for attacking it except for colliding with the spiritual consciousness of other cultivators.

Prompting the spiritual fireworks, it was a tall cyan invisible firework rising, but this time he was lying down and not meditating.

After nearly three years in the later stage of his spiritual sense, he urged his spiritual consciousness to no longer have a non-meditative posture, lying down, standing, doing a handstand, and 'little swan fancy tiptoe'...... Either way.

Forget it, let's get some sleep and wake up......

There was some sleepiness in his dark eyes, and the spiritual flames around his body slowly retracted, and the spiritual consciousness turned invisible, spreading out like flowing water in the area of his body.

He gradually closed his eyes, and after a while, he began to snore.

A dandelion floated past the tip of his nose, blown to pieces, and drifted away with his long breath.

The grass on the top of the cliff floated up patches of white floc.

The wind is long, the heart is long, and the people are long.

In the giant dome beside him, it was as if a pair of eyes were watching his figure side face......

I slept this night, and when I woke up, it was dusk.

Zhou Zhou stretched his waist to do it, looked at the gorgeous sunset in the western sky, and muttered: "The Seven Fairies are the ones who weave the sunset, right?" I don't know if the story of the Weaver Girl and Dong Yong is true. ”

Shaking his head, the spiritual platform gradually became clear, pulled up the robe on the side and put it on his shoulder, and then walked to the giant egg.

Pinching the magic trick in his hand, Zhou Zhou shouted in a low voice: "Get up!" ”

Several cyclones appeared below the angel egg, fluttering slowly, and the angel egg slowly floated up, rising to a height of half a zhang.

Zhou Zhou was a young man's body at this time, and this height was just enough for him to walk under the giant dome, and his left hand was raised above his head, carefully supporting the bottom of the dome.

The only trick he knows is just a simple technique of moving and lifting, and he still asks for thousands of things, and he is very old people to teach him. The old man's original words were: 'Cultivation is the foundation, magic is the last branch, the Tao realm is profound, and the supernatural power is self-contained. ’

"Scatter."

The cyclone dispersed, and the giant egg was lifted by his arm, and he didn't feel the slightest exertion.

The strength in his body is much greater than that of ordinary cultivators who merge the Dao realm and condense the Dao body. It's not like a human race monk, but like a demon or spirit who has just cultivated a Dao body.

This is due to the spiritual consciousness body, but also to the spiritual valley and spiritual objects that Zhou Zhou eats every day.

Linggu is the breakfast that the old man Gongji will prepare for him every day for three and a half years; But as he grew up, he gradually had to eat some meat.

It's a good way to have a well-balanced body.

On one side of the cliff is the cliff where the Rotten Wood Palace is located, and on the other side is the 'hunting ground' prepared by the old man for Zhou Zhou, who often catches some spiritual objects that have not opened their spiritual wisdom and have not entered the cultivation, and put them there, waiting for him to go over and eat by himself.

"Let's go find something to eat."

He smiled and said, then hummed a light tune and strolled towards the gentle slope of the cliff.

Zhou Zhou just walked away with the angel egg, and where he was originally lying, the figure of the old man Gongji slowly appeared in the wind.

The old man looked at the green grass on the ground and fell into some thought.

Zhou Zhou didn't notice that where he was lying just now, under the green grass, there were blades of tender grass, stretching their branches.

"Sure enough, it's ...... unusual"

The old man sighed softly, and his figure gradually disappeared into the wind.

A white giant egg slowly floated down the hillside.

If you look closely, the dome is held by a shirtless Taoist with a robe on his shoulders. This little Taoist has a red face and white teeth, a pair of big eyes that are black and translucent, and his whole body is full of aura.

Although it is often exposed to wind and rain, the skin is still white. Although he looked a little thin, he was still walking briskly and happily dragging the white dome with an unknown weight.

"Huh? I didn't see any living creatures, did the old man forget to put dinner on him? ”

This little Taoist is naturally Zhou Zhou, he looked at this gentle slope, and there were some doubts in his heart.

Suddenly saw a small puddle not far away, a wave of light flashed inside, Zhou Zhou grinned, it seems that he is going to eat fish tonight!

Holding the angel egg, he ran over, and gently lowered the egg to the edge of the pool, and the white giant egg sank a few inches into the grass, standing steadily.

Zhou Zhou looked at the shallow pool that was only a square square of one zhang, and there were a few colorful fish swimming slowly in it, and a little aura flowed on the surface of the water from time to time.

"Good things, good things! I don't know what it is, but it looks delicious. ”

He grabbed the leg of his black trousers, kicked off the straw sandals he had knitted, and jumped into the pool to chase away the goldfish. He has done this kind of thing many times in the past three years, and he is also familiar with it at this time.

Flexibly rushed in a few times, and forced the three colored scale fish to the corner of the pool, and with a smile, he caught one casually.

This colorful scale fish flapped its tail hard, if it was an ordinary teenager, it would definitely not be able to hold it, but Zhou Zhou's strength raised by the spirit valley and spirit creatures could not allow this golden scale to resist at all.

"Well, I'll eat you tonight! Braised or grilled? There is no wasabi and soy sauce, otherwise it would be good to make sashimi with carp. ”

Zhou Zhou turned around and walked towards the edge of the pool, studying the great cause of cooking, the carp in his hand kept struggling, and it was just instinctive.

Just about to step out of the pool, he heard a childish cry that was a little immature, slightly crying, and inexplicably sad and angry, coming from behind him:

"Badass! You can't eat my brother! ”

Wait, who's talking?

Zhou Zhou's hairs stood up, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a small carp emerging from the water, and the fish's mouth opened and fell.

Grunt!

Zhou Zhou swallowed his saliva, threw down the carp in his hand directly, rushed out of the pool, picked up the giant egg, and ran wildly into the distance.

"! The fish is fine! Talking! Grandpa! There's a youkai in your house—"