Chapter Thirty-Nine: Penglai Ancestor
On the way back, Qingzhan Xi had a sad brow.
Even she didn't have much confidence in her previous words.
Human spiritual roots are innate and cannot be forcibly changed at a later stage.
Her current dantian qi can't be condensed at all.
"You might as well go straight down the mountain. ”
It turned out that at some point, Qing Zhanxi had already walked to the door of the room.
Looking at her dejected appearance, Xinmo also guessed a seven, seven, eighty, eight.
"Is it the reason for the spiritual root?"
"Hmm. ”
"I had a guess, but I wasn't sure, since Steward Jing said the same, that is. ”
Qingzhan Xi's throat stemmed:
"I don't want to go down. ”
"If you stay, you won't be able to fundamentally change the problem, it will only increase your troubles in the future. ”
Xinmo's tone was cold and ruthless.
"I don't want to go down. ”
Qingzhan Xi looked straight at her, and repeated the few words just now, with a serious and solemn expression.
"Whatever you want. ”
After Xinmo dropped a sentence, he lay back on the bed.
"You're not going to the medicine field?"
"Occasionally lazy. ”
"Then I'll cultivate!"
Qingzhan Xi took a few steps and pulled onto the bed and sat cross-legged.
Xinmo opened his eyes and glanced at her back, helpless in his heart.
The beginning of a person, the end at a glance.
The days flew by like flowing water.
Yunli happened to come to Yaoshan to collect medicine after a while, and Qingzhan Xi and the others did not go to see the ceremony, so they all acted as if they did not see it.
Qingzhan Xi's cultivation has not made any progress, but she has never given up.
Except for the first dissuasion, Xinmo didn't say much about this matter, but he would take the time to explain it to her when he had time.
Building a foundation is the foundation of the avenue, and it is not allowed to be sloppy.
"Senior Sister Xinmo, is it really impossible for the red spirit root to stay in this spirit mountain?"
Between the medicine gardens, a soft voice sounded slowly.
Xin Mo replied flatly:
"At least there hasn't been a precedent yet. ”
In the past, people who didn't even receive the red spirit root had never received it, so how could there be a precedent.
Qing Zhanxi didn't show any frustration, and these days, she had adjusted to other people's attitudes towards this matter.
Her eyes moved, and she suddenly remembered something, and she asked:
"By the way, I heard Senior Brother Lin Zheng talk about Penglai Ancestor some time ago, so Senior Brother Yunli is Penglai Ancestor's apprentice? Why do you still call him Senior Brother, it stands to reason that it should be ......"
"He is not the apprentice of Penglai Ancestor, because when Penglai Ancestor picked up Senior Brother Yunli, he thought that he was really quite different from him, and it was not easy to arrange other disciples in the door, so he let him hang in the name of the head of the sect, but in fact, he was still taught by Penglai Ancestor himself. ”
Just as the two were talking, Yun Li's footsteps in the mountains paused.
Penglai Ancestor, born on Penglai Mountain, was sent to Lingshan by his family to practice since he was a child, and worshiped the head of Lingshan at that time as a teacher, so he was called Penglai Ancestor.
"That is the name of no master and apprentice, and the reality of master and apprentice. ”
"Well, so to speak, it was Penglai Ancestor who picked it up, and he was a little more loving than others, and at that time, the Ancestor found out that Senior Brother Yunli was a purple spirit root, and when he told the door, he was stunned. ”
The Purple Spirit Root is one in a million, and the Ancestor is afraid that teaching others will waste his qualifications.
Xinmo's tone was mixed with a sigh:
"It's just that after Penglai Ancestor ascended, Senior Brother Yunli stayed alone in Qiyun Palace. ”
Upon hearing this, Qing Zhanxi asked curiously:
"Didn't the head of the sect arrange for Senior Brother Yun to go back to him?"