Chapter 122: Throwing Stones and Asking for Directions

Everyone wants to have their own belonging, to have a safe private territory that belongs only to them, and the same is true for Chishui.

Returning to his spiritual platform, his eyes swept over the landscape garden he had built, and he suddenly felt cordial.

Time flies, at this time the garden is already complex flowers and plants, lush and lush, because no one takes care of it, the stone path has long been submerged, but it adds a bit of wild interest, full of vitality.

The buildings built in imitation of the previous life are still standing in clusters, and there are no traces left by time, which is the credit of the isolation technique.

I have to say that in addition to combat spells, some small spells are also very useful, and they have an irreplaceable role in improving their quality of life, but most of these are taken care of by subordinates, and few high-level powerhouses will do it themselves.

Chishui is, of course, an exception.

It's not that she's poor and can't even use a subordinate, it's just that Chishui is used to being alone, and she is not used to having people follow her.

She withdrew her gaze from the teleportation array, which was almost overwhelmed by the weeds, and her figure moved slightly, moving to the control stone of the platform.

The palm of his hand was attached to the stone, and his mind moved slightly, and he saw that the fog surrounding the spiritual platform dissipated, the clouds opened and the fog moved, and the spiritual platform trembled and revealed its figure.

Almost instantly, the vast mountains and rivers below came into view, the mountains were stacked, and the thick black demonic qi was permeating and rising, covering everything on the surface, but it was silent, as if something was hidden in it, waiting for the opportunity to move, making people subconsciously feel that it was in danger and did not dare to approach.

Chi Shui's expression moved slightly, and he withdrew his gaze, and at this moment, several powerful divine senses in the distance came directly towards the spirit platform.

With a twist of her mind, she narrowed the protection of the altar to the innermost circle, that is, outside the garden where it was built, revealing the bare surface of the outer circle of the altar.

Those few divine senses were bounced back by the protective barrier of the spiritual platform, and they lingered around the spiritual platform unwillingly.

The corners of Chishui's lips raised slightly.

It's a kind of declaration from her: she's back.

She looked up at the sky, the corners of her eyes were slightly curved, with a shallow smile, if you look closely, you will find that there is a hidden point of light in her dark eyes that is circling and flickering, like the sky dotted with stars, a world of its own.

She couldn't help but think of the feeling she had when she had crossed the tribulation before, wandering between heaven and earth, unrestrained, free, that feeling was so good that she couldn't help but wonder, if that was just the next goal she wanted to reach, what about after that?

What form will life take to exist?

Why was she born again, and what is the meaning of life?

Chishui is not good at thinking about this kind of problem, and remembers the cultural precipitation of thousands of years in his previous life, and there is no unified conclusion on this issue.

If it was in the previous life, Chishui could be a bystander and live her own small life, but in this life, she can't do this, this is related to her future path, about her avenue, so she has to pay attention.

In fact, because Chishui retains the memories of her previous life, she thinks that she has her own set of principles for dealing with people and things, which also faintly points out the direction for her to move forward.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages.

Compared to those monks in the early stage of her initiation who were stagnant in her early cultivation due to her state of mind and could not break through, she was much smoother than others in terms of cultivation and understanding, but this was only in the early stage. When she soared to this realm and joined the ranks of the strong, she lagged behind others in the pursuit of the Great Dao.

It is precisely because she has seen more that her avenue is more difficult to find.

For example, there are monks who have little experience, but they can easily find the meaning of their existence, either because of a caring look, or because of a word of encouragement, or because of someone special......

No matter what the purpose of their existence is, how trivial their pursuits are, whether their views are correct or not, as long as they follow their path, they will always gain something, and this is very difficult for her.

She is too rational, so she is a little less impulsive, she can't trust others unreservedly and entrust her back, which invisibly shortens the distance from others, and also makes her a lot less happy, Uncle Qin found out about this.

All the while, she was alone.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, this is self-reliance and self-reliance, and the fairy road is rugged, as it should be. But only she would understand that she survived, but she also lost something.

She sometimes wondered if she had been persecuted by the red-clothed angry god at the beginning, she could have told Uncle Qin about it, and they would face it together, no matter whether the outcome was good or bad, would the relationship between her and Uncle Qin have reached a higher level?

And if she had been able to take the initiative to find Fang Rui before the exorcism war after she had dealt with the matter of the Cuiyan Sect, would their relationship be different?

This is not to say that her original decision was wrong, on the contrary, it was a decision she made after careful consideration, she was not wrong, at most, she just did not take the initiative to fight for it.

Some things, without initiative, mean loss.

Looking back suddenly, Chi Shui gradually understood the truth, her heart became clear, even this gloomy and dark sky, can not affect her change, her eyes moved slightly, her spirit was refreshed, standing on the spiritual platform, but it was like standing upright between heaven and earth, a heroic feeling was born from the heart.

Maybe she still needs to explore the meaning of life slowly, but so what?

Those who come can be chased, Mingma will not stop, she will continue to move forward, conform to her own heart, if she has not fallen, she has to turn around one day, maybe you don't have to meditate again, the answer is already clear in your heart.

Her eyes were bright, sensing that those few divine senses had left one after another, she smiled slightly, and moved her gaze to the medicine garden where the spiritual energy was the most abundant in the spiritual platform, and inspected every corner, showing a satisfied expression.

Thinking that at the beginning, she just planted some ordinary spiritual plants with tenacious vitality, but now they have grown into thousands of years of spiritual materials, although because no one takes care of them, most of the spiritual plants have died, but because of the large amount she planted at the beginning, the amount of spiritual materials that can grow into them is still considerable.

Of course, with Chishui's current cultivation, he naturally can't use these spiritual materials, but it's always good to be prepared.

Because she had plenty of time, she first removed the weeds in the medicine garden, and then planted the medicinal herb seeds collected over the past thousand years, and set up a magic circle to protect and regulate them according to their respective habits.

This is a very trivial and meticulous work, Chi Shui has done it very carefully, immersed in it, unaware of the passage of time, and has no idea of the uproar caused by her spiritual platform appearing out of thin air in the Demon Realm*.

The demon cultivators had long known that there was a spiritual platform there, and the spiritual platform was shrouded in black mist, and it looked like a spiritual platform for a demon cultivator.

They think so.

They didn't know who the owner of the Lingtai was, but because they were too low-key, they didn't ask, after all, their demon clan was not more fake than the Righteous Path Alliance, there were many rules and regulations, most of them were in charge of their own affairs, and they did whatever they wanted, unless it was a matter of principle, they generally wouldn't interfere.

And the owner of the Lingtai didn't seem to have any intention of building a city, and over time, they ignored it.

However, just now, the Lingtai moved, they leaned over for the first time, but they didn't feel the breath of their clansmen, they suddenly felt something different, they stayed for a long time, and deliberately released coercion, the owner of the Lingtai didn't move at all, hiding in the Lingtai without the slightest intention of appearing.

They had to retract their consciousness depressedly, full of anger, feeling that their majesty had been violated, thinking that the spiritual platform had only been open for a thousand years, but a small reptile dared to ignore their several demon overlords, and they didn't know how thick the sky was...... (If they had known that Chishui hadn't responded to them at the time, but had wandered away and didn't notice it, I wonder if they would have vomited blood in anger.) ）

Well, the demons also have their own way of dealing with it. Holding back the anger churning in their chests, they summoned the demon cultivator who was in charge of the matter, Peng, to summon in.

As soon as Peng entered, he found that several demon powerhouses were all staring at him, and shot straight at him, "Say, who is that kid?" ”

As soon as he heard this question, Peng knew that these overlords were not small.

He complained to himself, and he knew it was a trouble

As early as a few years ago, he lurked around the spiritual platform, he thought that he could quietly solve this matter, who would have thought that the woman not only had the courage to come back, but also made a big fanfare, and before he could come up with a countermeasure, he was recalled by these overlords of the demon race.

He had no choice but to stubbornly reply: "She is not a brat, she is a nether female cultivator of the Immortal Clan. ”

"What?" "Immortals?" "Nether nuns?"

Several overlords looked incredulous as if they had heard some joke, and their eyes were all fixed on Peng, and the cold was overwhelming.

Peng tensed all over, and said in horror: "Yes." ”

"Bold." The demon overlord led by him reacted and slapped hard, and the carved stone table next to the "boom" shattered in response, and Peng also trembled, and he saw that the demon overlord's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the rolling coercion hit him.

"What crime should you be guilty of if you don't report it?"

The coercion of the power of the first phase made Peng feel very difficult, he was terrified in his heart, but he didn't dare to take a step back, he only trembled and said intermittently: "After Peng learned the news, he immediately reported it, and the news did not reach the ears of several overlords, this is the meaning of the Venerable." ”

"Venerable?"

Several overlords looked at each other thoughtfully.

After a few breaths, the overlord at the head took the lead and asked, "How could His Holiness interfere in this matter?" You quickly tell me what was going on. ”

Peng settled down, hid the agreement he had reached with the woman, and briefly recounted the fact that there was a teleportation array on the woman's spiritual platform and the situation when he later met the Venerable.

Speaking of which, he was also very unlucky, he thought it was a trivial matter, but he didn't expect to almost eat the girl's loss, not to mention, and was trapped, he was aggrieved just thinking of the spiritual spring that he had guarded for the girl for thousands of years.

What's even more aggrieved is that as soon as he left the girl's altar, before he could report the news, His Holiness came to the door, stopped the news, and ordered him not to trouble her.

And now, he could only silently pray in his heart that His Holiness would receive his message and come back quickly, otherwise, he could not guarantee that he would be safe and sound under the anger of several overlords.

All the cultivators have their own thoughts.

After about a cup of tea, a short and fat overlord on the side hesitated slightly, and broke the silence with a voice, "If this is the meaning of His Holiness Jue...... although the words behind it were not spoken, the meaning was clear.

The faces of the other overlords moved slightly, and they were all a little embarrassed.

A domineering man with raised eyebrows said indignantly: "No, this is the territory of our demon clan, how can we allow a little little immortal cultivator to be presumptuous here."

The rest of the cultivators nodded one after another, the territory of the demon clan is not allowed to be touched by the monks of other clans, let alone just a little female cultivator of the immortal clan, but the fact now is that the woman is bold, not only touched, but also alive for a thousand years, and they didn't know until now that this was a slap in the face, if they didn't deal with it before the news of the matter, it would definitely become a joke of the demon clan.

They couldn't afford to lose the man

Well, demons are also dignified.

Not to mention that several demon overlords were entangled in the issue of whether to obey the Venerable Absolute or not, Chi Shui at this time was stunned to look at the figure that appeared on the spirit platform, his small mouth opened slightly, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Open." Xuanyuan Immortal Venerable's face was slightly angry, and he said in a deep voice.

Chishui came back to his senses and hurriedly opened the barrier to let him in.

Xuanyuan Immortal Venerable glared at Chi Shui, turned his eyes to look around, and when he saw the buildings that were different from others, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze stopped slightly, and then he snorted.

Chishui was indignant in her heart, and couldn't figure out why it was Xuanyuan Immortal Venerable, who she avoided and couldn't avoid, but when she saw the other party's low look, she couldn't care so much, so she only lowered her eyebrows and said: "Wuxing didn't know that Xianzun was coming, and he missed the distance, so please forgive Xianzun." ”

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Xuanyuan Immortal Venerable's eyes, and with a pull of his sleeves, he strode towards the corridor in front of him.

Chishui paused in place for a moment and followed.

Here, it is precisely the location of the music corridor, Xuanyuan Xianzun looked at the three steps in the garden into a scene, rockery and flowing water, small bridges and pavilions, designed with ingenuity, everywhere exquisite, and integrated with the building, natural, exuding a kind of he has never seen a strong heritage, simple and atmospheric, as if after an extremely long inheritance, condensed countless generations of hard work.

There was a slight discoloration in his eyes, but he listened to the ethereal music coming from his feet.

His steps were sluggish, and he walked forward again.

The music kept ringing.

The pleasant ear is like a clear spring hitting jade, clear and clear, and the slightest aftersound lingers, slowly flowing into the bottom of his heart, cold and cold, with a certain melody, as if the whole body and soul have been washed, he can't help but move with it, and a little joy rises in his heart......

And Chishui, who followed him, kept lamenting in his heart at this time, lamenting the arrival of this cold-faced star.

Her spiritual platform is not important enough to dispatch the Immortal Venerable, right?

She originally thought that if Su He reported the news to Zi, how could it be said that among the monks sent by the Immortal Clan, there would also be a member of the Su He family, so it would be easier for her to live, wouldn't she?

She sighed silently in her heart, in the face of this cold-faced star, the plan she had prepared before was probably useless.

She shrunk her neck, not only did she not need it, maybe Immortal Venerable was not happy, and it was possible to kill her directly.

So how did she convince Immortal Venerable?

She was in the middle of her headache when she suddenly heard Xuanyuan Immortal Venerable's deep voice coming into her ears, "Come here." ”

She raised her eyes, only to find that the other party had sat down peacefully in the pavilion, dressed in white, handsome, as bright as the moon, but her eyes were like cold daggers, swishing straight towards her.

"Explain."

Chapter 122: Throwing Stones and Asking for Directions

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