Chapter 17: Whose Pot
"The power of space?"
"Yes. Generally speaking, immortal cultivators will master corresponding powers according to the attributes of their spiritual roots, the most common of which are the five attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. In addition to this, there are some special attributes, such as wind, yin and yang, thunder, space, time, and so on. ”
"Time? No one should be able to master it, right? After all, if you have time, you don't mean ......"
"Yes, it's equal to eternal life... But it's not that easy. If the realm is not enough, you have to forcibly change your own small time, and the final result is only that your soul is scattered and completely annihilated under the avenue. ”
"Is there no reincarnation?"
"Where did reincarnation come from... In terms of ability, the Great Dao gave him an attribute that made countless people envious, but in terms of punishment, the Great Dao also punished him more than countless people. And the most serious of these is the real soul scattering ...... just mentioned."
“... Hum! ”
"The ......"
"Shut up, I don't want to listen to you irresponsible man."
"Ah, is that so? Then I wanted to say that I would work hard to become a human and marry you... Since you're telling me to shut up, it's-"
"Ahh I retract what I just said! So you mean you're ready to take responsibility? ”
"Hmm... It's very hard, though. ”
"Is there anything that needs to be done?"
"Your heart's blood."
Seriously, Xiao Se is really asking Li Ya what kind of ghost lines are he writing now, and he is bloody? You think this is a novel, huh? Can you transform into something like that by drinking it?
However, Xiao Se, who was ready to be scolded in his heart, saw Yun Jin pick up the knife without hesitation in the next moment, and then before the former could stop it, the latter had already inserted the knife into his heart.
"Poof!"
Walking out of Yunjin's sea of knowledge, Xiao Se looked at the blood all over the ground and didn't know what to say for a while.
At this point, someone must be complaining about why Xiao Se didn't hurry up to save Yunjin. The reason, naturally, is that Xiao Se has already been saved.
Although Yun Jin's movements were relatively sudden, Xiao Se, as an immortal emperor, naturally still had two brushes. Within the second that the former stabbed herself, Xiao Se had already sent the medicinal power of the Nine Dead Resurrection Pill into her body. In this way, even if Yun Jin turns into ashes, she can be rescued.
(PS: Is this the legendary relation?) Crying T_T)
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"Liya, have you arrived?"
"It's Brother Xiao Se, not yet. I still underestimated my sister-in-law's shock to them, the number of things here is a bit more than I expected......"
“...... Well, you tell them, just bring some heart. There's no need to move everything here. ”
"**, the old lady is going crazy!! Brother, why don't you come back first and have a look? ”
"Uh... It's okay, brother believes you can get it right, come on! ”
"What the hell I'm meowing... Forget it, let's do it for now. By the way, Xian'er has already passed first, you pay attention, don't turn into a Shura field. ”
"Huh? Shura field? Didn't you tell Xian'er the ins and outs of the matter? ”
"Huh? Did you let me tell? ”
"Before that, I asked you to tell her about picking a gift......"
"Probably... She thought you were going to make amends to your sister-in-law. ”
“...... This is your pot, right? ”
"Alas, how can this be my pot! This is obviously your own pot, big brother! As a father, you don't tell your daughter the truth, and then you lead to a misunderstanding of your daughter, this is 100% your pot! ”
“...... But the question is, didn't I give you this task in the first place? ”
"Is there one?"
"Isn't it?"
"Okay, anyway, Xian'er should have arrived at the place at present, you can do it yourself."
"Okay... Let's do it first. ”
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"Now, father, who is this woman?"
Xiao Se, who had just finished communicating with Li Ya, had not had time to take a break when he heard a voice that was so familiar to him that he couldn't be more familiar.
"Immortals... Fairy? ”
Turning around, Xiao Se looked at Xiao Yunxian who was sitting on the edge of Yunjin's bed and looking at him with a "kind" face, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, this girl seemed to be more beautiful than before.
The figure is slender, and the green skirt is swaying to the ground. Light, clear, elegant, spiritual, beautiful, fairy, from a distance and near view, there is a kind of charm from the bones. In addition, the three thousand silver threads on her head made her whole body temperament sublimated again.
"She... It's called Yunjin. ”
"Huh?"
Xian'er looked at Yun Jin who was in a coma on the bed with some doubts, and then looked at her father who was standing aside, her beautiful eyes were full of great doubts at this time. However, when Xian'er observed Yunjin again, she suddenly understood something......
"Father, since you are ruthless to your mother, don't be unrighteous to your daughter! Look at the sword! ”
What's that?
Looking at his daughter who suddenly drew his sword against him, Xiao Se, who was as smart as him, immediately understood that Xian'er should have misunderstood something......
"Xian'er, can't you see that she is your mother?!"
"Huh?"
Knowing that her father would not joke with her mother, Xian'er withdrew the sword in her hand after a short hesitation.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Here's the thing. When your mother was the queen of her......"
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"That's what the whole thing looks like... Fairy. Then again, your habit of drawing your sword at every turn has really changed. Now it's my father's cultivation that is taller than you, so he can react immediately. If you meet someone with a lower cultivation level than you in the future, I'm afraid that they will die directly under your sword before they have time to explain......"
Looking at the girl in front of him, Xiao Se couldn't help but sigh helplessly. This girl, it's good in every way. It's this habit of thinking about it, and it's really overwhelming.
"Huh... Father, what you said, can this be my pot? In the end, it's all your fault, father. By the way, what's going on with all this blood all over the ground? ”
"Hmm... Probably, I should have stabbed it. ”