Chapter 5 Daorun
Walking in the corridor of Taoism, beside Qing'er was the petite figure wearing a green and black cheongsam, Dao Run. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The two are roughly similar in height, so they walk side by side.
Hong Qinglian and Zhang Yiyi had already turned into spirit bodies and became invisible at this time, although Yiqing'er absorbed the body of the monster's power, and the continuous magic power could allow the two of them to maintain their spirit bodies at any time.
But in normal times, this ghost corpse dissecting immortal prefers to follow Qing'er incognito.
"Earlier, I was really sorry." Qing'er, who followed Daorun's side, said apologetically.
After all, in fact, from the very beginning, Qing'er trespassed into the Taoist place, and Hong Qinglian not only defeated other people's holding spirits, but even destroyed other people's homes.
No matter how you look at it, it's all her fault, if it weren't for the fact that there was no way to suddenly cross into this world, she wouldn't have done such a rough thing.
Dao Run, who led Qing'er on the way, was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head, "It's because my skills are not as good as others, you don't have to apologize to me." ā
"No, it's not the problem, it's my fault, and I should naturally apologize." Qing'er shook her little head.
"And I still need to trouble your Taoists in the future, and I want to apologize no matter what."
Seeing that Qing'er was so serious, and that little face was full of seriousness, Dao Run couldn't help but smile, "It's really okay." ā
She wasn't a scheming person in the first place, and if Qing'er hadn't broken into the Taoist place and was regarded as an enemy by her, she wouldn't have fought Qing'er.
"Officially introduced, I am a member of the Maoshan Sect, Fang Qing'er. Hello. Hearing the laughter in her ears, Qing'er knew that the other party was really willing to forgive herself, and she breathed a sigh of relief, she stopped and said to Daorun.
Dao Run turned his head to look at her, his eyes wandered on Qing'er, although Qing'er's violent intrusion did give her a bad image at the beginning, but looking at Qing'er, who was about the same age as herself, although her appearance was a little weird, but her facial features were very delicate, Dao Run couldn't feel any bad feelings towards her at the moment.
And because Qing'er herself is the reincarnation of the ninth generation of good people, she was born with good karma. Daorun is not even more troubled in his heart.
"Taoism, the forty-third generation, Daorun." Dao Run chuckled, his already soft face, and there was an elegant beauty when he chuckled.
"Nice to meet you."
"Me too."
The two looked at each other and smiled, they didn't know each other.
The two walked all the way, and after this acquaintance, they seemed to be much closer to each other than before
"Speaking of which, Qing'er is very powerful." Dao Run said.
His expression was a little stunned, "I easily defeated my white dragon." ā
In Daorun's opinion, Bailong is the strongest zombie her father prepared for her, and she can't accept that it will be defeated so easily.
Qing'er didn't notice Dao Lian's expression, she said softly, "My family Qinglian is very powerful, after all, he is an autopsy immortal and has practiced for thousands of years. Daorun, don't underestimate her. ā
"And ......," Qing'er said, a little hesitant, but still stopped.
"Autopsy Immortal?" Compared with the topic that Qing'er hesitated and didn't finish, Dao Run cared more about the autopsy immortal that Qing'er said.
As a Taoist, she naturally knows how immortals exist, and although autopsy immortals are not like ordinary immortals, they are still a genus of immortals.
In other words, "Is it a god-level spirit?" Daorun said softly.
Just like the gods in various foreign myths, in this region, the immortals are like gods.
The gods in mythology can also be accepted as holding spirits, and this kind of existence is called god-level holding spirits.
After Hong Qinglian was promoted to an autopsy immortal, she was a god-level holding spirit, if Zhang Yiyi could be promoted to a ghost immortal, or the same would be true for the nine sons and ghost mothers.
There was information transmitted to her by the world consciousness in her mind, and Qing'er nodded slightly, "Sort of." ā
Dao Run's face was amazed, it was extremely rare to be able to have a mythical existence as a holding spirit.
Thinking about it this way, although his white dragon is powerful, after all, it is a zombie turned into a human, and compared to the autopsy immortal, it may be normal to lose.
"Speaking of which, Dao Run, what do you think of your white dragon?" When Dao Run was amazed at the autopsy Immortal Qinglian, Qing'er suddenly asked. In the previous battle with Daorun, she could see something.
Dao Run seems to have been using a spell to control the white dragon all along.
"White Dragon?" Dao Run was stunned, and then said with a smile, "Although the white dragon is not as good as Qing'er, your autopsy immortal, but it is also a very powerful zombie in the Taoist family. ā
"It's the secret weapon of Taoism."
"Weapons?" Sure enough, Qing'er thought.
She sighed, "Daorun, you know what? The reason why psychic people become powerful is not just because they have a strong holding spirit. ā
She turned her head to look at Dao Run, "Because of the spirit holder, the psychic can be strong, and because of the psychic person, the spirit can fight." ā
Qing'er raised her hand as she spoke, comparing "Psychic people and spirit bearers should be more about the relationship between friends and partners, not just weapons." ā
"If you just use the white dragon as a weapon, you will never be able to exert the true power of the white dragon."
"Guy... Companion..."Dao Yun looked at Qing'er in a daze.
The concept that has been formed since childhood, she has never regarded the white dragon as a partner, in Daorun's eyes, the white dragon was captured by her father and given to her toys, weapons...... The strongest means.
But she never thought about her partner, herself and Bailong......
Dao Run fell into confusion for a moment, and the picture of the previous battle between the white dragon and Hong Qinglian resurfaced in his mind.
and Hong Qinglian's last sentence......
"Without thinking, your zombie will never be able to beat me."
"There is no thinking...... White Dragon He ...... Have a mind of your own? "I've never thought of it that way, but now I can't help but think about it in my heart.
Although there was already confusion in his heart, Dao Run still controlled his expression very well.
She took Qing'er to the resting place, it was a room that maintained an antique and antique style, and everything in Taoism was very different from the current era.
"Let's stay here for the time being, we'll send you over tomorrow."
Dao Run said.
Qing'er looked around when she heard this, and nodded, she didn't have any big requirements for her residence.
Seeing that Dao Run was about to turn around and leave, Qing'er suddenly stopped her.
"What's wrong?" Dao Run looked at Qing'er with some doubts, "Is there anything else you don't understand?" ā
"That's right." Qing'er looked at her and asked, "Daorun, you know...... Psychic King Competition? ā
"Psychic King Contest ......" Dao Run was stunned for a moment, and was silent for a long time before slowly speaking.
"Is there a 500-year-old Psychic King Competition, I know."
"When will that start?" Qing'er hurriedly asked when she heard this. She guessed that the elf king, the great will is the will of the world, and if she wants to be recognized by the will of the world, Qing'er must participate in the psychic king competition.
Dao Run thought about it when he heard this, "The Psychic King Contest is launched once in five hundred years, and I have seen it in my home collection. ā
"It's been four hundred and ninety-five years since the last big tournament."
"In other words......" Qing'er said.
"The next time, it's five years from now!"
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Super want to write that.
The Psychic King Contest is held every other eldest lady, and now the time of a second lady has passed, and there are still five years left to be held......
What, you ask how many years has the Psychic King Contest been held?
Ask Purple Mom asdfgghhjjkll......