On the branches of the moon, the cold white light penetrates the white jade bamboo forest, and the mottled shadows change shape with the wind.

Zhong Lingge, who was sitting still, was blown by the mountain breeze at night and woke up from his state of calm.

A few hours passed, the medicinal effect of Bigu Dan dissipated, Zhong Lingge was cold, hungry and sleepy, yawned and rubbed his sour legs, picked out a very poor spirit peach from the storage bag, and recalled the essence of his realization while eating.

To make the golden sword rune, you must first communicate the golden aura between heaven and earth, and then use the sea of knowledge supplemented by the golden spiritual power in the dantian to control the rune pen, and draw runes on the rune paper to carry the aggressiveness of the golden one.

The golden sword formed after the talisman is activated, relying on the runes drawn by the talisman, if you understand it deeply enough and know how to be flexible, the runes drawn can be drawn in any form.

The runes of the golden sword mimicry are not easy, Zhong Lingge intends to take it step by step, she uses her fingers to practice repeatedly on the ground, and she is always a little sluggish.

If it is carried out on rune paper, it will explode as soon as the ink is gone, so she does not plan to practice with rune pen rune paper immediately to avoid waste.

【Spiritual Song】

Zhong Lingge was suddenly startled, a voice sounded in the sea of knowledge, it was still the voice of a strange woman, it was really scary in the middle of the night.

"Who?"

【Spiritual Song...... It's a mother's ......]

Zhong Lingge was drenched in cold sweat, could it be that there are ghosts in the Immortal Cultivation Domain?

The original owner's biological father and mother fell ten years ago, when the original owner was less than four years old, and he did not remember the faces and voices of his parents.

"Pretending to be a ghost, who the hell is it, come out!"

Zhong Lingge forcibly mustered up his courage and scolded the bamboo forest under the miserable white moonlight, and at the same time vigilantly took out the fourth-order sword intent rune treasure given by the fourth senior brother, and squeezed it tightly in his hand to strengthen his courage.

[Don't be afraid of Lingge, my mother won't hurt you...... You cultivate well, if the upper and lower domains are fused, my mother will have a chance to meet you......]

The crying female voice was uncontrollable, Zhong Lingge looked around, there were no people and no ghosts, and there was nothing in the detectable range of divine consciousness.

"Upper and lower domain fusion? What do you mean? ”

Zhong Lingge heard her cry, and somehow, suddenly became less afraid.

【Fusion ...... Return to Tai Chi ....... All things can be cultivated...... Mother finally let your missing soul return to its place...... Spiritual Song ...... Don't be afraid, we will be reunited one day]

The female voice became smaller and smaller, as if it had never sounded in the sea of knowledge.

Zhong Lingge sat on the stone platform with his knees crossed, and his sleepiness disappeared again.

Finally let the missing soul return to its place, does it mean that she came to the Immortal Cultivation Domain? She had always thought that she had come here and that the spirit of the original owner had gone to the modern world where she was, but now it seemed that this was not the case.

She has all the memories of the original owner, even the joys, sorrows and sorrows after everything that happened, as if she had experienced it herself; After being here for so long, no one saw that her soul did not belong here.

If what the female voice just said is true, will she be a vain in the modern world, and this is the world that really belongs to her?

Waiting for integration, returning to Tai Chi, and finally reuniting......

These words sounded far away from her, but they strangely gave her a wonderful sense of belonging. Until then, she had been floating in an unreal state, and it was only now that her feet seemed to be rooted and she had a goal of striving for growth.

"Lingge, are you awake?"

Wen Ningqian's voice came from outside the formation of the small courtyard, with inquiry and concern.

Zhong Lingge hurriedly got up, closed the formation barrier, and bowed to him standing above the bamboo forest.

"Master."

"I heard you exclaim, come and see, it's okay, right?"

Wen Ningqian did not enter, his divine sense was shrouded in the mountain peak, and he did not find any danger before retracting it.

Zhong Lingge didn't tell the abnormality tonight, nor did he tell the four arts mantra in the sea of knowledge, but only picked out the answers that could be answered.

"I just found out that there is a problem with the dantian, I can't store the aura, so I focused on comprehending the four arts in order to meditate, and I accidentally made a noise in the excitement of learning, which disturbed the master."

Wen Ningqian did not show surprise or shock, and nodded indifferently.

"It doesn't matter. Your dantian is fine, you just need the Heavenly Exercises. Now the clan says that the five spiritual roots cannot build a foundation, either they are shallow and short-sighted and full of nonsense, or they are too poor to come up with good exercises, and they are ashamed to admit that they blame the five spiritual roots for being bad. ”

Zhong Lingge suddenly realized that her dantian was fine, and her spiritual root was not bad.

"Master, what kind of spiritual root is the best in the world? Or is there no good or bad spiritual root at all? ”

"The five spiritual roots are balanced, the single spiritual roots are prominent, and the double, three, and four can complement each other, each with its own good. Even the four spiritual roots of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang are not the key to determining the future. Those who have the root of Huang Pin Ling, as long as they pick the right Taoism, are diligent and studious, and do not slack off in cultivation, they can also become great tools. ”

Wen Ningqian's patient explanation subverted the inherent concepts in Zhong Lingge's memory.

"I see. If you hear others say that the spiritual root is not good and you don't work hard, you will really go to a dead end. ”

"Yes, you can understand everything and accept ideas that are different from worldly views, and those stubborn and rigid clans are not suitable for you. I wanted you to rest for a few more days, but since you didn't feel sleepy and were really worried, then go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to select exercises, and not sleeping all night would not affect your long body. ”

Zhong Lingge's eyes lit up as soon as he heard this, and he was not sleepy now.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Let's go."

Wen Ningqian waved his sleeves, his movements were elegant and chic, this time he also did not sacrifice flying treasures, but just used a soft spiritual power to roll Zhong Lingge and bring it to the Tibetan Scripture Peak.

"Go and choose, just follow the fate, and use the flying crane charm to return to the peak after picking."

Wen Ningqian took Zhong Lingge outside the Scripture Pavilion, but no one showed up, only heard his voice, and soon even the voice and spiritual breath fluctuations were gone.

Zhong Lingge looked at the solemn and solemn hall, looking up at the four big characters of "Ten Thousand Janes Returning to One" dancing above the dragon and phoenix, and knowing the sea was like being pressed by a heavy object.

Although the heavy pressure of the ancient hall was not aggressive, but it hurt her mind to see too much, she quickly withdrew her gaze and strode into the hall.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhong Lingge felt as if he was in a completely new world.

Raising his eyes, there was an endless black and blue, only her and countless points of light, as if walking into a sea of stars.

There are many kinds of floating jade slips, Zhong Lingge casually summoned a few, and roughly swept them through the light, there are exercises, Persona, maps of various places, and scripts.

After a moment of novelty, Zhong Lingge threw it away and stopped looking at it, standing motionless in place, spreading the spiritual breath on his body, spreading the sea of knowledge to the limit, and letting the fluttering sense of relaxation spread to his body.

She closed her eyes and felt it more really.

Far away, a white point of light flickered tentatively, close to the fluctuations of her aura and divine sense, as if to determine something.

The frequency of the white light spots flickering was very slow, and the light was very heavy, and it was impossible to see what the jade slip wrapped inside looked like.

A kind of determination that she had never felt before was transmitted to her heart, and Zhong Lingge knew that this was the exercise she needed.

The moment the divine sense approached Yu Jian, the point of light took the initiative to float towards her, levitating steadily in front of her.

Zhong Lingge stretched out her finger and poked at the white light, the heavy and comfortable spiritual pressure enveloped her, and all the surrounding points of light disappeared, leaving her alone to reach out and touch the jade slip that represented the infinite possibilities of the future.