Chapter 45: Hidden Immortals

"Where's my primordial spirit?" Sun Qingshang asked anxiously, she didn't sense her Genshin in this sea of flowers.

Leng Duhua: "In a very safe place, ordinary people can't even think of it. ”

Sun Qingshang: "Aren't you here?" Which? ”

Leng Duhua: "At Qiao Xin's house." ”

Sun Qingshang: "This is really ...... How could it be with her? ”

Leng Duhua: "Unobtrusive, safer than in our hands"

The two of them talked and walked, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the main gate of the villa. Sun Qingshang turned around and saw that the main gate was covered by rockery and ancient pines, which were scattered and interesting.

Sun Qingshang only stared at a strange stone.

Thinking about it, could this be the legendary crepe marble (Note 1)?

I saw that the stone stretched out into the air like a cloud.

On the stone base, there is also a poem in regular script:

Ten step fences

One step around the vine soft joint, two steps away from the leaves and bones to sleep,

Three steps are warm in the new spring, and four steps are smiling in the southeast.

Five steps, six steps, seven or eight steps, the step is graceful and Qinyuan.

Step is graceful or Qinyuan? Sun Qingshang repeatedly rubbed this sentence in his heart, and this look was a hidden poem or a dumb fan or something.

Qinyuan? Qin'er? She looked at Leng Duhua in bewilderment.

Leng Duhua was stunned, because she had just passed through the sea of flowers, Sun Qingshang's long hair was like ink and silk, and a few petals were sticking to it, and the white chiffon dress was swaying in the wind, the pink skin was congealed, and the phoenix eyes were dewed. Compared with the heroic posture in the previous life, this life is a little more lazy and coquettish.

At this time, he didn't know what this girl was thinking......

Seeing that he didn't speak, Sun Qingshang had no choice but to ask, "Who is Qin'er?" ”

Leng Twilight: "......"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Sun Qingshang still didn't give up: "Who is it?" When you saved me, why did you shout Qin'er? ”

Leng Duhua said lightly: "A friend." ”

Sun Qingsheng frowned, even more confused. Staring into Leng Twilight's eyes, trying to catch any suspicious clues.

"I look like her?"

Leng Twilight: "Maybe ......"

Sun Qingshang remembered the Xuansi Divine Net in ancient times, which obviously looked transparent, light and soft, but extremely strong, and no divine weapon could cut it off.

At this time, Sun Qingshang felt that this invisible net was rushing towards her, and she was overwhelmed with a snap of her fingers......

Early in the morning, Sun Qingshang lay lazily on the window, the ancient trees near him were shaded, and the trees were extremely cool; In the distance, the rippling red waves flashed, and the wind moved the begonias to sway.

Looking up at the sky, through the gaps in the leaves, the sky is clear and a few white clouds are leisurely.

Ah, such a clear air, it is really suitable for cultivation, and if it can grow here, it is really a blessing.

Heaven on earth is nothing more than that!

Sun Qingshang secretly envied in her heart, thinking of the lush shadows yesterday, those beautiful and edible begonia flowers.

I remember that she asked Leng Duhua at that time, what are you doing raising so many begonias?

Leng Duhua's eyes were gloomy, and the corners of her mouth seemed to smile: "Look!"

Look at that?

Sun Qingsheng's heart was throbbing inexplicably for a while......

I also remembered the master's entrustment: In Hanyu, the mood is boundless, and he is always stumbling, breaking through the reincarnation, and he is not bitter.

Yes, the world suffers, all of them are **. The shackles that tie the strings end up with scars all over the body.

Over the years, no matter whether you have grown up in the mortal world or traveled abroad, people are warm and cold, and there are not many grievances and hatreds, and the only love word is ridiculous!

As long as he helps the master achieve his wish and retrieve the Wanlun King Weapon, what about the rest......

However, where is the Wanlun Royal Weapon?

I don't know what happened to a real person?

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"Jin Linden-" Turning around the bushes, Sun Qingshang saw Jin Lin sitting on the steps from a distance, "Where is your master?" ”

"Still resting." Jin Lin was a little embarrassed and couldn't lift her spirits.

"Isn't he okay yet?" Sun Qingshang also sat down on the stone steps. Puzzled, he asked, "It is said that more than two thousand years ago, he was able to steal the Zhu Jin Tan Zhu of the Doumu Divine Monarch, and his mana is by no means ordinary?" How to ......"

Jin Lime frowned, his eyes were empty, and his voice was a little desolate: "My master is now old and decrepit, in order to be a mortal, he has tried his best, although he has cleared the demonic obstacles around his body, but he cannot obtain the immortal book. Refining immortal moss is also very consuming of cultivation, so ...... The body is getting worse day by day. ”

Sun Qingshang: "Hey, so that's the case." ”

The two of them were talking on the stone steps, when they heard an old dragon bell shouting weakly: "Who's outside?" ”

Sun Qingshang stood up and replied loudly, "It's me." ”

"Come in. Ahemβ€”ahemβ€”"

"How are you?" Sun Qingshang saw a real person described as withered, skinny, and out of breath.

"Sit down." A real person waved his hand.

Sun Qingshang sat down across from him, and Jin Lin poured a glass of water for each of them. Then stand behind a real person and help him pat him on the back.

A real person: "I know you have a lot to ask me, and if you agree to one request, I will know everything." ”

Sun Qingshang took a sip of water and asked with burning eyes, "What requirements?" ”

A real person: "With the power of your spiritual realm, ensure the safety of my disciples." ”

Jin Linden: "Master......"

A real person made a silent gesture.

"Okay." Sun Qingshang said solemnly. In fact, even if a real person doesn't say it, saving sentient beings from fire and water is originally the duty of a cultivator. "Do my best."

A real person: "No, with the full strength of the spirit world. ”

Sun Qingshang frowned lightly, how could all the power in the spirit world be mobilized by himself? However, now everything in the spiritual world is the abbot alone, and with the master's compassion, he should agree.

"Okay." Sun Qingshang said firmly.

A real person: "Thank you, girl! After saying that, he coughed violently.

Sun Qingshang: "You take another sip of water." ”

A real person: "It's okay, you ask." ”

"Did you refine the fairy moss?" Sun Qingsheng's hand holding the water cup was a little stiff due to excessive nervousness.

"That's right." A real person's eyes were cloudy, and his eyes were blank and he recalled the past.

"Back then, in order to get rid of the devil's path, when Doumu Shenjun was setting up an altar in the world, he stole her Zhu Jin Tanzhu in the chaos. With such a spiritual thing, it is naturally impossible to hide in the demonic path. In a hurry, I fled to Tianyun Mountain.

At that time, the Shangxiu Zhenren of the Tianyun Taoist Temple took me in, and it happened that I found a book called "Nine Sects of the Law" in the Chujing Pavilion. After much review, I discovered one of the skills called Cryptography.

Maybe it was because I stole Zhu Jin Tanzhu, and at that time, it had attracted all kinds of heavenly soldiers to track it down. I'm afraid of revealing my whereabouts, so I want to hide Zhu Jin's immortal traces as soon as possible.

That's why I'm particularly interested in this skill.

In that book, it is mentioned that whether it is a god, a devil, a monster, or an elf......

Note 1: From "Yuyang Gongshi Spectrum"