After a year like this, Xiaoshan and they missed Ling'er's tightness, and urged them several times, and the master and apprentice finally returned to Taixu Sect.

Xiao Qingrang repaired for four years, and his complexion was much better. Right now, she is holding Ling'er to tell her what yin and yang gossip is, and Zhuang Zhou interprets dreams. He was still smiling and touching his beard, like a bad old man who told fortunes. It seems that the doll in his arms is in the clouds, and he has a sense of accomplishment.

Xiao Shan and Xiao Yihan sat on the side and chatted.

"Yi Han, although it is very important to teach Ling'er, you can't leave behind your own cultivation."

"Listen to my brother's teachings"

Xiao Shan: "......"

Since having Ling'er, Xiao Shan has felt more and more that Xiao Yihan is cold and boring, not as cute and lively as Xiao Ling'er. always felt that there was nothing to say, so he simply joined Xiao Qingrang's ranks.

Looking at the two people who are almost five hundred years old together, but they can have fun playing with Ling'er, who is only four years old, Xiao Yihan can't help but wonder.

Xuanwu, who had been sleeping for a long time, opened his eyes in a daze. He dreamed of the past hundreds of years ago, and his memory seemed to be blurred. There are fewer people who can remember it, but he really doesn't recognize the female doll in front of him.

The little pink girl is as big as a grain of millet. The big eyes of the water spirit seem to contain the tranquil water of the East China Sea, clean and pure. There are two cuppy ropes tied to the sky on his head, and he looks extremely well-behaved, looking at himself curiously.

Xuanwu also looked at this three-year-old doll, and when he saw her reaching out and touching him, he didn't hate it. But in the moment of contact, he actually felt very comfortable, as if he had returned to the bottom of the East China Sea, his hometown...... Consciousness gradually became clearer.

It wasn't until Xiao Yihan walked in that Xuanwu already had a bit of energy and completely opened his eyes.

"This little doll is your apprentice?" Xuanwu's voice is like a big bell, grand and long.

"Hmm" Xiao Yihan watched Xuanwu sleep for so long, it was rare to wake up once.

"What's your name?" Facing the little doll, Xuanwu's tone softened unconsciously, he liked this little doll who was not afraid of him.

"My name is Xiao Ling'er, Master said, you are my Xuanwu grandfather."

"Ling'er...... Okay, good, Yi Han, you're a good apprentice, and there are too few successors. Xuanwu seemed to be in a good mood, and walked out of the main hall. He walked towards the bamboo forest, and Qingling Mountain trembled slightly with every step he took

Looking up at the sky with a full moon, the night is full of stars, time changes, the only thing that remains unchanged is this heaven and earth, still fighting and the stars are moving.

Suddenly, Xuanwu let out a long groan, and the sound passed through Qingling Mountain, through the main peak hall, and through the 100,000 mountains.

In an instant, all the birds and beasts responded towards Qingling Mountain as if they were in a state of mind, and for a while, the people of the entire Taixu Sect looked in one direction.

After Xuanwu let out a long roar, a faint halo suddenly emanated from his body, and Xiao Yihan frowned slightly after seeing it.

When Xiao Shan and Xiao Qing rushed over, Uncle Xuanwu was no longer there. Only an empty shell was left, and the egg in Xiao Ling'er's hand.

The reason why mythical beasts are extremely rare is because this race does not reproduce. Only when it is dying will it leave offspring, and it will be inherited in the same vein.

When Xuanwu finally came to an end, he chose to leave Xiao Xuanwu in the Taixu Sect. He may want to return to his hometown, but in the end, he condensed the last essence into a soul and gave it to Xiao Ling'er.

At the same time, almost all the spirit beasts in the Taixu Sect let out a wail. Xuanwu died, all the beasts died, and for a while, the entire Taixu Sect was filled with a sad mood.

At night, Xiao Yihan looked at the egg that Xiao Ling'er was holding carefully, and was looking at him with blank eyes. He touched Ling'er's little head, and Ling'er's appearance was clearly responsible. To be honest, Uncle Xuanwu was able to entrust little Xuanwu to Ling'er, which also surprised him a little.

Because the birth of a divine beast is absolutely impossible to approach by other living beings. The reason is simple, it treats the first person it sees as the closest person.

Therefore, when a general divine beast is born, the old divine beast will create an absolutely safe and secure environment for it. Like this, he directly entrusted to Ling'er, that is, he gave Xiao Xuanwu to Taixu, and let Xuanwu continue to protect Taixu, his heart was a little heavy, but he was also moved.

"Ling'er, since Grandpa Xuanwu handed it over to you, he ordered you to protect it as a teacher, do you know?"

"Hmm!" Xiao Ling'er nodded, hugged the Xuanwu egg with a serious face, and walked towards her room.

In the next time, Xiao Ling'er no longer pestered Xiao Yihan as usual, but looked at the egg intently, and did not leave her for a moment. Even when he sleeps, he has to sleep with his arms in his arms, and he is not careless at all, which makes Xiao Yihan feel a little relieved.

Until the night of the tenth day, the sound of insects clattering and breaking eggshells was accompanied......

Early the next morning, Xiao Yihan saw Xiao Ling'er sleeping on the bed with her feet facing the sky. The basalt egg on the bed was gone, and a small black turtle the size of a palm, with a big thorn, was lying on Ling'er's stomach, and it was also sleeping sweetly.

I didn't expect the divine beast to hatch so quickly, but Xiao Xuanwu didn't tell anyone when he was born, only Xiao Yihan and the three of them knew. After all, it is a divine beast, and before it grows up, it is easy to attract jealousy and criticism. In order to save unnecessary trouble, Xiao Yihan asked Ling'er to stay with Xiao Xuanwu on Qingling Mountain for the time being.

In the Nine Heavens Cold Spring, Xiao Linger caught fish in the water barefoot. This spring water is the coldest water in the fairy world, and this is also a kind of water unique to the Taixu Sect. Ordinary fish can't survive in this kind of water at all, only one kind of fish that is not amazing in appearance and swarthy can survive in this water, but it can't grow big, at most a bigger palm. Growing up in the cold water of the Nine Heavens, it is naturally not an ordinary fish, it can be used for medicinal purposes to drive away evil fire. Compared to the fierceness of the cold water, this fish is a more suitable cold thing, named Wuqi.

Originally, Xiao Ling'er didn't want to go into the water, this water mortal will freeze into ice cubes directly, and it will turn into powder in two hours, but Xiao Ling'er has the golden body spell given by the master, and she is not afraid of this cold water, but it is still cold!

After catching two, she shivered from the cold, Xiao Ling'er hurriedly went ashore and grabbed a handful of fiery red flowers on the shore and ate them. A warm current filled the limbs, and it was warmer again.

The extremes of things must be opposed, and all things are mutually reinforcing. Next to the Nine Heavens Cold Water is the Fire Grass.

Watching Xiao Xuanwu swallow two Wuqi and start to fall asleep again, Xiao Ling'er let out a breath. There are a total of more than a dozen Wuqi in Qingling Mountain, if they are all eaten by Xiao Xuanwu, when the master comes back, it will inevitably be difficult to explain.

Let's find some of Xiao Xuanwu's favorite foods tomorrow.

As the days passed, Xiao Xuanwu and Ling'er grew up day by day, and the two little things made Qingling Mountain unpeaceful. Xiao Yihan also realized that Xiao Ling'er's lawless temperament would bring Xiao Xuanwu badly, so he began to teach her to read and write.

When Xiao Yihan was there, it was the time of peace in Qingling Mountain. For example, right now, Ling'er, who is sitting on the small desk, is reading seriously. The one in her hand turned out to be the Yi Jin Jing, and she was only four and a half years old. You must know that the Yijin Sutra is the knowledge that ordinary disciples can only learn at the age of twelve, and immortal cultivators must first pay attention to their physique, open up the spiritual veins, and open up the acupuncture points around the body, so that the spiritual energy can operate. Therefore, the Yijin Sutra is a compulsory subject for everyone, but because it is too obscure and difficult to understand, it is generally a subject that is only started when the first acquaintance is obtained at the age of twelve.

Before that, start with some simple training. From practicing qi, building foundations, knotting Dan, Yuan Infant, transforming gods, distracting gods, and then to Mahayana, it is enough for children before the age of twelve to practice. Even before the age of twelve, you can cultivate to the Dan stage, which is already very good, and it can be regarded as a good qualification. If you get the immortal bone again, you can change from an outer disciple to an inner disciple and receive better resource cultivation.

It's just that Xiao Ling'er is different from others, although she hasn't started to practice, her innate ethereal body allows her to absorb aura all the time and automatically run Zhou Tian. Now less than five years old, there is already a fast yuan baby's cultivation. But she just has an empty body of cultivation, and she has not yet been assisted by exercises, otherwise, she already has the qualifications of an outer door.

Looking at Ling'er's terrifying speed, Xiao Yihan went the opposite way and did not teach the exercises. I don't let Ling'er meditate and practice like other children, because she has surpassed her peers if she doesn't practice. So before that, he was polishing Ling'er's mind. Others may focus on cultivation and Taoism. However, Ling'er's cultivation progressed too quickly, but her mind was still a child, and there was a mismatch between her mind and body. Therefore, as long as Ling'er's soul is strong, her cultivation path can be all fruitful.

Although Xiao Yihan had thought about it enough, he still underestimated Ling'er's understanding. Literate at the age of three, and now he has read almost all the books on the first floor of the library. From various mental strategies, down to poetry and songs, and interesting stories from the Three Realms. Anyway, I have seen everything with words, pictures, and everything that can be seen. She also went through the jade slip of writing.

The books on the first floor of the library are the most numerous and complicated. The second floor is some basic exercises, and the third floor is the advanced exercises that inner disciples can choose. The fourth layer is some special books, alchemy, talisman making, practice tools and so on. These books are all high-level mental methods, and those who can follow these paths need to match their talents and abilities, which are provided for special talents. And only three people can enter the fifth floor of the library pavilion, that is, the three of Xiaoshan, and no one knows what is inside.

Historically, the library pavilion has been the best way to show the heritage of a sect, so the rules are stricter. Even if Xiao Ling'er was Xiao Yihan's personal disciple, she couldn't enter the second floor. Although everyone is very helpless about a pervert like Ling'er, the rules are still there, and there is no room for beaks.

So after reading almost all the books on one floor, Xiao Yihan took out the Yijin Sutra and showed it to her in advance, which was harmless.

"Master, I don't understand, what does it mean to recognize the true Fa backwards without moving, without shaking......" Obviously, I know these words, but it is difficult to understand them when they are connected together.

In the refreshing hall, in front of two desks, one large and one small. Xiao Yihan hugged the apprentice, used his fingers to draw out the blue handwriting in the book with aura in the air, and read it to her. Xiao Ling'er shook her head and read along, listening to the master's cold voice, which was calm, as if it was a mist brought up in the early morning, mixed with the cold aroma of plants and trees, refreshing and intoxicating the listener.