Chapter 13

"It's so comfortable. ”

When Xingliuyun cultivated, there was a pure silver light emitting from his body, and within the range, it was cold and cold, which made An Meng enjoy it extraordinarily.

She looked at Xing Liuyun curiously with her little head, and didn't understand why he was so obsessed with this boring cultivation, but staying by Brother Yun's side didn't seem to be so boring.

Beyond the silver mang, there is a thousand feet of purple dust, covering the sky and the sun, you can't see the edge, and occasionally there are shadows flowing, the speed is extremely fast, and you can't see the true face.

At that time, An Meng suddenly fell to this place, there were big insects chasing her, biting and scratching, terrified, and now, coming here again, in the shelter of silver dust, a pure and pure land, let alone afraid.

An Meng stretched a little lazy, looked at Xing Liuyun blankly, and muttered, "Is cultivation so fun?"

The big eyes rolled around, staring at the flowing clouds on the side, quietly getting closer, and then getting closer, and then, An Meng sat down three steps away from him, closed his eyes and meditated, in a happy mood, "It seems to be not bad." ”

In the dark scales and purple dust, on the side of the Pure Land, two and a half old children, are each other's companions, only each other's companions.

Fishing, birding, flowers, and playing in the water...... In addition to practicing, the two children frolicked and played carefree, and laughter spread throughout the Hundred Flowers Valley, as for the word "leaving", the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention it again.

"Brother Yun, you see me jumping so high. ”

Not far away, An Meng jumped and jumped, intimately connected with the branches and leaves of the tall trees, and had a lot of fun.

"Be careful, don't fall. Xingliuyun advised.

"Meng'er knows. "An Meng is very well-behaved.

In the past few days, after playing, Xingliuyun no longer knows how many small spells to teach An Meng, although it is frolicking and fun, but it is very practical.

An Meng learned hard at the beginning, but she was ingenious, and after learning, she not only learned perfectly, but also was able to draw inferences.

Just like the spell that manipulates the petals, when An Meng is proficient, it is already self-taught to condense and fluoresce into a human form, and this talent is really extraordinary.

Moreover, as An Meng learned more spells, her control over spiritual power became stronger and stronger, and the time to learn other spell skills was slowly decreasing.

Now An Meng is like a piece of rotten wood that has been activated, and he is more and more comfortable in controlling spiritual power, but he has never been able to fly in the sky.

The monks of the psychic realm contain majestic spiritual power, and for the monks of this stage, flying in the air is the most basic ability, and even the mark of the monks at this stage.

Whether it is against the wind or the object, as long as you can fly in the air, it is considered a success. The vast majority of beginner monks will choose to practice this, because it is not only basic, but also can satisfy the imagination of ordinary people to travel in the sky, and flying freely is the original intention of many people's cultivation.

According to common sense, with An Meng's current ability to control spiritual power, flying in the sky should have long been a credible thing to do and wander in a dream, but she has never been able to do it.

Xingliuyun observed for a long time, but he couldn't find the problem, so he could only accompany her, and quietly guide her while playing.

After another round of cultivation, between the purple dust and mist, Xingliuyun opened his eyes and looked into the distance, as if there was a flash of longing in his eyes, "It's been a long time since I heard from Master." ”

Thinking of this question, Xing Liuyun couldn't help but look at the little girl who was immersed in meditation and hadn't woken up, after the master came back, was she going to leave?

In the past few days, Xing Liuyun has tried to avoid this problem, the two of them have a tacit understanding, no one has taken the initiative to mention it, in a trance, Xing Liuyun has the illusion that he and An Meng have never been separated since they were children.

But facts are facts.

When Master left, Xingliuyun was still pestering him to come back early, and now he ...... It's not that I don't want Master to come back, it's just that Master is back, that dream......

Can Meng'er stay?

As soon as this thought flashed, Xingliuyun shook his head and threw it out, and looked at An Meng again, very engrossed, unblinking, the little guy is also very cute when he is quiet.

"Meng'er has been working harder than me in the last few days. ”

At first, An Meng accompanied Xingliuyun to cultivate, and then slowly, every time Xingliuyun's cultivation ended, he had to wait patiently for An Meng for a while.

Fortunately, as long as there are dreams, it is the happiest place.

"Brother Yun, I've asked you to wait for me again. ”

"Let's go. ”

"Hmm. ”

Xingliuyun stretched out his hand, An Meng stood up, and then stuck to Xingliuyun's arm like a kitten, very skillful. An Meng can't fly in the sky, and when she travels back and forth between the two places, she needs to travel to Liuyun with her.

Xingliuyun couldn't help pinching An Meng's fair-skinned and tender little face, and An Meng suddenly muttered: "Brother Yun, are you bullying me again?"

After that, An Meng suddenly let go of Xingliuyun, and he was about to attack Xingliuyun's little face with his teeth and claws, but the position was not very good, and he was always easily dodged.

"Brother Yun, you are not allowed to move, let me pinch it obediently. ”

An Meng was coquettish, not to mention how cute her delicate face was, Xingliuyun lost her mind for a while and was killed.

After succeeding, An Meng shook Xingliuyun with satisfaction, "Let's go, let's go." ”

Xingliuyun shook his head helplessly, but he had a different feeling in his heart, and he didn't seem to lose.

The sun was setting, and in a blink of an eye, it had been nearly a month, during which the master had come back twice, stayed for a few days and left again, and did not reject An Meng's arrival, which made Xingliuyun breathe a sigh of relief.

"Meng'er, Meng'er, look. ”

The grass was one after another, Xingliuyun ran rapidly, his face was full of excitement and could not be concealed, like light and electricity, and appeared beside An Meng in the blink of an eye.

He stretched out his palm, a piece of purple-black rotten wood, after years, there was a smell of decay.

An Meng couldn't help but wrinkle her nose, "Brother Yun, what are you doing with this?"

An Meng remembered that this was a unique rotten wood in the poisonous miasma, and during the time he went to cultivate, Xingliuyun did not pay much attention to it, but in the end it was all in vain.

Xingliuyun was very excited, and couldn't calm down for a long time, "Meng'er, watch me give you a big rotten wood." ”

Hearing this, An Meng really stared at Xingliuyun's palm with a serious face, and glanced at Xingliuyun from time to time, as if he was urging.

Xingliuyun did not go around in circles, and the rotten wood was placed in the palm of his hand, and suddenly a silver light appeared, like a cool moonlight wrapped around Xingliuyun's right hand, sparkling, very bright.

Under the gaze of two pairs of big eyes, the light of mercury gradually ethereal, as light as silk, and then, the silk wisps are like steaming water vapor, ethereal like mist, and natural.

In the mist, the light mist fluttered, like silk, penetrating the rotten wood, penetrating the purple black, the purple rhombic rotten wood seemed to be stripped of the cocoon, and it was annihilated between the wisps of silver mist, invisible substance, disappeared.

"Wow!" An Meng was surprised, and then overjoyed: "Brother Yun, you succeeded?"

The rotten wood is the corrupt matter accumulated in the purple dust mist over the years, and it has been eroded by the poisonous miasma all the year round, which is extremely poisonous and difficult to destroy, and it is not much worse than the magic weapon of the heavy weapon.

Xingliuyun worked hard to consume a rotten wood, looking a little tired, but he couldn't hide his joy, "My trick is called 'darkness', which can purify and absorb the energy of all the materials in the world for your own use. ”

An Meng was full of joy, happier than what subtle spells he had learned, and he slapped a small slap, loud and loud, "Brother Yun is so powerful, it's just that the name Obscure is not good." ”

"Don't you like it?" Xing Liuyun said very seriously, he came to share the joy with An Meng for the first time, and didn't want An Meng to be sad because of a name.

"It sounds a little gloomy, it feels like the weather is not good, and Meng'er doesn't like gray things. An Meng replied.

"Well, why don't you give it a new name? Xingliuyun said.

"Is it okay?" An Meng's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be very interested

"Of course, I'm in charge of my moves. At the end, Xingliuyun added: "What Meng'er likes is what I like." ”

An Meng pondered for a moment, and his mind suddenly flashed the iconic silver light when Xingliuyun cast the spell, and said, "Then it's called 'purification'." ”

Xingliuyun seemed to have a bright light flashing in his mind, and immediately agreed, "Okay, add another 'big' word, big purification technique, such domineering, in the future, with me to protect you, no one can bully you, let those bad people run away when they hear these four words." As he spoke, Xingliuyun unconsciously patted his chest.

"Okay, Brother Yun is the best. An Meng smiled sweetly.

Xingliuyun stared at the wisps of silver, fluttered and flashed, and suddenly shouted: "Great Purification Technique!"

Silver mangs are like silk wisps, rushing in all directions, hooking the sky and the earth, the flowers are dazzling, the grass is flying, in an instant, the majestic aura is rushing, such as the flower greenhouse, like the water and spring, the aura is moisturized, and all things are born together.

An Meng was immersed in such a wonderful feeling, slowly closed her eyes, her body and mind were ethereal, she floated like sleepwalking, stepping in the void, as if walking on the ground, flying freely.

"Meng'er, you're flying!" Seeing this scene, Xing Liuyun was even more excited, and he felt that he was even happier than learning the Great Purification Technique.

An Meng is immersed in a wonderful realm, as if it is integrated with space, but her petite body can't hide the elegance of the dust, not like a mortal thing in the world.

Xingliuyun looked at it obsessively below, in a trance, as if he was dancing with An Meng, like a dream.

The silver-white spiritual power turned into snow-white wings, attached to An Meng's back, pure and flawless, like a carefree elf, dancing with the sky.

Everything, so beautiful, is reluctant.

Suddenly, the alarm bell in Xingliuyun's heart shook, and the sky seemed to have collapsed, so heavy that even breathing was laborious.

In the bright eyes, a trace of black shadow, like the darkness of the night, eternal darkness, devoured the light source and deprived of life.

"Dreams!"

Before he could speak, the spiritual power instantly gathered into the palm of his hand, and with a backhand push, the earth cracked, and the huge shock made the flowing clouds fly out like cannonballs.

A dark shadow, a silver light, they came from different places, but they all had the same goal - a wonderful elf dancing in the sky.

However, in the blink of an eye, silver and black collided together, and there was no earth-shattering collision, but it was inseparable.

Xingliuyun reflexively caressed An Meng's eyes, and the silver spiritual power spread out, enveloping her whole body, and then, the spiritual power gushed out from the palm of her hand, and suddenly, the young girl crossed the sky like a meteor.

She didn't understand what was happening, but she heard a familiar voice in her ears: "Run, don't look back, the farther the better!"