The next day, Peach Tree Yuanling finished his cultivation early, and honestly coiled over the relics, waiting for the voice to teach him something interesting. Ever since the peach tree condensed the primordial spirit, that voice appeared out of thin air.

I've been teaching it some cultivation methods these days. Sometimes he also tells some interesting stories to guide the peach-tree yuan spiritual practice.

The sound came from the relics in the black bowl. When the peach tree condensed the primordial spirit, the relics came out of the bowl, and countless golden Buddhist scriptures came out of it to help the peach tree resist the thunderstorm, helping the peach tree to condense the primordial spirit, and then ascended to the seat of the primordial spirit in the sea of knowledge. Every day, when the first beam of the morning sun shines into the valley, the sound will appear on time, and the peach tree spirit will disappear in half an hour. Unless it occasionally appears when the Peachtree Primal Spirit is in danger. The rest of the time, only Yuan Ling was left to cultivate alone.

The peach tree Yuanling waited for about half an hour, the eastern heavenly traces, the morning sun was rising, the Tianzhu Peak reflected half of the glow, and the outline of the golden-red cliff stone was printed in the valley. The forest is foggy, and the other half of the golden beam pierces the sea of fog one by one and shoots into the valley floor, hitting the pointed peach leaf, and a drop of dew hanging on the tip of the leaf is shining with golden light, and the dew slowly slides, and finally "drops" and falls, leaving only the peach leaf to shake gently.

"Heheha!" Seeing this scene, the peach tree Yuan Lingzhi felt very funny, and couldn't help laughing.

"Ahem, huh!"

Hearing the voice, the little guy immediately sat upright, looking at the front with an expressionless face.

The majestic vitality of the peach tree is like countless green streams, gathering from the branches and leaves into the sea of consciousness in the main trunk, and the phantom shadow stabilizes under the support of the vitality. It was a monk sitting cross-legged, with a bald head and a red face, big ears and slightly drooping ears, white eyebrows, and kind eyes.

"Master~Father!" Peach Tree Yuanling knelt aside and shouted.

"Well, Resurrection did a good job today. Would it be good to teach you literacy for the teacher from today?" the old monk watched with pity as Tao Fusheng.

"Literacy...... Okay!" The chubby little face was full of curiosity.

"Then let's get to know these three words first. The old monk waved his hand, and the words "peach resurrection" appeared in front of him, and read "peach ~ resurrection" with me. ”

"Peach~Resurrection~" Peach Tree Yuanling's eyes fluttered a few times, tilted his neck, pointed to his head and said, "That~ is me?"

"Hahahaha! It's your name, do you remember it?" the old monk laughed at the expression of Tao Fusheng.

"Hmmmm~ Ahhhh The little one was incoherent again.

In fact, the old monk could have passed on what he had learned all his life to it with an initiation, saving him such troubles every day. It's just that the seedlings are plucked and promoted, but in the end they are not as profound as their own understanding, after all, a life that can think independently and have its own personality is more attractive.

The old monk's remaining consciousness has been worn away by loneliness. Just because the auspicious light emitted by his relics has a very powerful poison-dispelling effect, this valley is full of poisons, and any poison that enters the light mask will immediately die, so the life here is afraid of him. In the countless days and moons in the valley, it is easy to meet an interesting life, and he has to enjoy this happiness slowly, even if his divine consciousness is completely gone, he is willing to slowly accompany it to grow.

This is also an overflow of love!

The old monk named it Peach Rebirth, because it was originally a peach tree, which could avoid layers of poisonous fog, fall into the auspicious light cover, and get the protection of the relics Ruiguang, so as to take root and sprout into a peach tree. This is also a near-death escape.

Peach resurrection is a natural heterogeneous, very smart, listen carefully to the old monk's preaching every day, and make rapid progress. As for who the old monk was, where did he come from, why was he trapped in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, how many years had he been in the valley, and so on, the old monk never said, and Tao Fusheng never asked.

The old monk taught it to read and write, play the piano and paint, poetry and literature, etc., and all the old monks planned to teach Tao Fusheng. The days in this valley with "people" are also pleasant.

Of course, the most headache is the existence of the Thunder Tribulation, and every time the Thunder Tribulation Peach is resurrected, it is electrocuted, forcing it to redouble its efforts to cultivate.

No, I just experienced another Demon Wood Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, and the thought contained in that Thunder Tribulation is really powerful. Rao is the vast sea of vitality of the peach tree, and it can only withstand the consumption of a stick of incense. Under the thunderstorm, the trees were full of dead branches and leaves, the flowers were lost, and thirteen yellow peaches were lying on the branches. The bark of the tree is scorched yellow, inch by inch dry cracked, the crack penetrates deep into the heart of the tree, the whole trunk is more than half, and there is no trace of life.

The relics shimmered, the old monk's phantom swayed, and his breath was much weaker.

"Resurrection, get up! Hurry! Hold on a little longer, and it will be over in no time. The old monk urged anxiously.

"Hmm!no~~no~ Okay......." Tao Fusheng's originally crystal clear little face was now like a withered face, and he gasped without raising his head.

"Resurrection, don't give up, there is still a chance, you still have the Dragon Soul Bead, fast luck, hurry!" the old monk urged again, his phantom flickered, and it seemed that if he was not careful, he would scatter into clouds and smoke and disappear.

Tao Fusheng used his last strength to finally support the spirit body, and recited the sound spell with a strong spirit, and the light yellow light of the dragon soul bead that had been hanging silently on the right side flashed, and a wave of energy slowly flowed out. It's just that the resurrection of this dragon soul bead peach can't be completely controlled, and it can only borrow a trace of dragon energy. Fortunately, this ancient true dragon is not a mortal thing, and a trace of true dragon energy spread in the peach tree's body, and the peach tree instantly regained a little vitality, once again condensing its vitality to resist the thunder tribulation.

Just after the time of a stick of incense, the dry thoughts disappeared, and the peach finally took a long breath.

"Little one, don't relax, it's not over yet!" the old monk hurriedly reminded.

When it was too late, it was too fast, and the Thunder Tribulation Glory Nian came instantly, and as soon as it came, it was like a vast ocean, and the endless vitality poured into the body of the peach tree. It was really like a long drought and a rainstorm, and the withered peach trees were immediately refreshed, and the green leafy pink flowers and green fruits were drunk one by one. That's a lot of fun!

The old monk watched Tao Fusheng absorb spiritual power without restraint and hurriedly persuaded: "Resurrection, restrain yourself, don't be greedy! Be careful of being blown up for a while." ”

"Hmm, master, hahaha! so comfortable...... Hahaha!" "Peach Fusheng got carried away and swam in the liquefied life spirit power over the sea of knowledge.

"Hmph, stop!" the old monk shouted angrily.

Tao Fusheng saw that the master was really angry, so he hurriedly returned to the relics and settled cross-legged. Sure enough, only half a pillar of fragrant peach trees returned to their original state. After a while, the vitality in the body was full, and the excess vitality was still flowing into the peach tree's body.

"Huh~~" Peach Tree Yuanling burped and patted his stomach and said, "Don't want it, don't want it, I'm going to die." ”

"Don't be distracted, concentrate on it! Continue to smelt spiritual power. ”

"Yes!" Tao Fusheng hurriedly clasped his hands together and spat out the scriptures.

The peach tree is still slowly absorbing those vitality, the bark is bulging as if full of gas, the canopy branches and leaves are swaying back and forth, and the ten thousand pink flowers are shrinking, and then countless yellow stamens spit out colorful light eggs, and the light eggs flow in all directions, and finally are absorbed by a delicate peach blossom full of fragrance......

Finally, when the glory of the Demon Wood Thunder Tribulation disappeared, the peach tree bore the fourteenth fruit.

After this dangerous thunderstorm, the peach tree Yuan Ling has condensed a lot, and the pink and white body is round, fleshy, and very cute.

Peach Tree Yuanling jumped out of the sea of knowledge, climbed onto the freshly bought, stretched his waist, and asked, "Master, you said that as long as I can survive this thunderstorm, I can go to the waterhole over there." Is that okay now?"

"Go ahead, satisfy your curiosity, just by the pool, don't go into the pool. The old monk smiled.

"Hmm

Before the words fell, it stabbed and ran away, probably because it was afraid that the master would change his mind again.

It's been 2,000 years, and I can finally go to the waterhole, and if the spiritual sense can get here, I won't have to bother to come. Tao Fusheng stood by the purple pool and thought.

The purple pool water is fierce and the peach on the shore is resurrected. Tao Fusheng really felt the power of the purple pool of the most rigid and yang. However, the roots of his own body can enter the pool to absorb water, and so many thunderstorms are not in vain. Tao Fusheng looked at the pool of water and was distracted, and suddenly his heart moved, and there was a painful itching sensation from the roots of the body in the pool, this feeling appeared two thousand years ago, once a day, until now.

The old monk said that the pool was burning, but it didn't feel like it, so Tao Fusheng always wanted to come here to find out in person.

Tao Fusheng's eyes stared hard at the pool, the water was clear and purple light, looking directly at the bottom of the pool through the clear pool water, and there were many small fish with white backgrounds and pink flowers swimming around in the distance.

At this time, there was a strange pain at the root of the body, and the pain was not bad, but it was itchy and uncomfortable. Peach Fusheng searched hard, and finally near the shore, in a pile of purple gravel at the bottom of the pool, it saw a white root of its body exposed. Next to it is a small fish with a pink pattern on its snow-white body. It dragged its long gauzy pink transparent tail around the white roots, snorting from time to time.

"Ahh

Tao Fusheng felt itchy again, and couldn't help but scream.

The little fish heard the noise, and suddenly hid in the crack of the stone and disappeared. Tao Fusheng saw that the aura of that fish was a little different from other small fish, what was the difference?

Master said that he was not allowed to enter the pool, and it stood on the shore in a daze, and an idea came to mind.