"Yes. He replied, but didn't look up, just looked at his hands silently.

"You see that you look like an old man who is about to die of old age, with white hair, withered hair, age spots on your face and hands, and your skin is no longer fair, but brownish-yellow, how can you be worthy of the beloved disciple of Qi Wei Xianzun? If you come to ask for a kiss like this, it is estimated that you will be directly beaten out. Qingjiao smiled suspiciously, with sarcasm.

Qin Song didn't react, just listened silently, still lowered his head, and looked at his hands silently: "Five hundred years, if you put it in the past and put it in another world, how far away it was, and now it's passed from me like this?"

"How many young heroes are there on Fengxia Mountain, dragons and phoenixes among people, and you, you used to be considered a personal master, but now? An old man who is about to die of old age, when you walk with those young heroes, you still have the courage to ask Qi Wei Xianzun for marriage, tsk, that picture is unimaginable. The frog's voice continued to reach his ears.

"Even if Chen Ling'er thinks of her old love and is really willing to marry an old man like you, but you say, hasn't she become a joke in the entire Fengxialing, what will others say about her in private?" Qingjiao's voice was like a sharp and cold long sword, almost piercing Qin Song's heart.

Qin Song took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell slightly, he raised his head, a bright smile appeared on his old face, and his still pure eyes stared at the frog.

I saw a very humane smile on Qingjiao's hideous face, but it made Qin Song feel indescribably cold and dangerous.

"If you are willing to resonate with your own spirit and rules, and swear to obey my life from now on, then I will give you the method of restoring Shouyuan, if you are unwilling, then you can only wait for death slowly. Qingjiao's face was full of smiles.

Qin Song took two breaths hard, smiled quietly, and said, "When you taught me the Little Fatalism Technique, you expected that there would be today, right?

"When you learned the little fatalism, didn't you expect today's appearance, did you say yes? Tianji smiled, like a smile that had succeeded in a treacherous plan.

"Hey, hey......" Qin Song sneered, no longer seeking heavenly opportunities, sat down cross-legged and continued to run the Taixuan Sutra to recover from his injuries.

With the refining of spirit stones, Qin Song also felt that his lifespan was slowly recovering while improving his mana and cultivation, but this recovery was too weak, a drop in the bucket, and insignificant.

However, the green dragon began to recite a kind of scripture silently, filled with strange sounds, which kept drilling into Qin Song's ears.

He endured it for a while, but he couldn't help it after all, a painful wail came out of his mouth, and he felt that his whole soul was about to be torn into two.

"It's a pity that people like you don't become the master of the Taixuan, I won't let you go!" Tianji's laughter came.

In the end, Qin Song struggled to gather his spirit, ignoring the sound of the scriptures, and barely managed to hold on to his consciousness.

"This scripture is called Juyuan Immortal Technique, which can forcibly absorb the longevity of living beings and replenish their own consumption, which is just the way of operation of one yin and one yang with the small fatalism. However, if you absorb a hundred years of life from others, you can only recover one year of life yourself. Learn, don't struggle. ”

That day Ji became very generous, and he no longer asked Qin Song to obey him, so he said the scriptures of the Juyuan Immortal Technique, and its voice seemed to have a kind of magic power, constantly penetrating the barrier held up by Qin Song, and constantly drilling into his soul.

"Ah......h

"Why resist, isn't there a saint who said, human beings are inherently evil, and being the master of the Taixuan is not about your life, why do you have to struggle so painfully, this kind of opportunity, how many people can't learn it. The frog churned up and down, and a pair of dragon claws kept pinching the seal, sending out mysterious symbols one after another, rushing into Qin Song's divine soul.

"Let go of your Dao, the Dao of the Lord of the Taixuan is destined to be stronger than your Dao. Qingjiao's voice was full of temptation.

"My life is up to me, not to heaven, my way, my way, I have the final say, no one can decide, not heaven. ”

Qin Song supported his body, running the Taixuan Sutra with all his strength, resisting the strange power that his soul was about to be torn in half, he got up again and sat down cross-legged.

Time passed quietly, and I don't know how long it had passed, Qin Song entered Dading, and only then did he stabilize his mind and keep his Dao heart.

This time, he sat quietly for a long, long time, and the sky outside didn't know what was going on, it was always windy and rainy, lightning and thunder.

A melodious flute suddenly came from the wind and rain, waking up Qin Song who was sitting quietly.

He opened his eyes and saw that there seemed to be a figure in the rain outside, but as far as he could see, he could not see clearly, and he used his spirit to sense, but he found nothing, but the sound of the flute was very clear, sometimes far and sometimes near, one moment it seemed to come from the sky, and the other time it seemed to be right next to his ears.

Qin Song stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave, his eyes looking in that direction.

In his eyes, in the midst of the storm, on the top of a towering tree, stood a man in black, holding a bamboo flute as green as jade, playing a melodious song.

"Yes, Tianxuanzi ......" Qin Song laughed, fell at the mouth of the cave, leaned against the stone wall, closed his eyes, and quietly listened to this sad tune.

"How could I suddenly think of her? I don't know what happened to her now. ”

Thundered......

In the morning, a great flood broke out, and a torrent rushed forward in a mighty way, and the turbid waves swept across the land and rushed farther away.

Qin Song was awakened by the loud noise of the flood, and he opened his eyes: "Did I actually dream yesterday and fall asleep, it seems that I am indeed tired." ”

"Qin Song, it's not good for you to resist me like this, if you have been so ignorant of current affairs, then I will not help you from now on, and when you die, I will look for another successor again. "The spiritual fluctuations of the heavenly machine came from the Taixuan Order.

"My way, I will go by myself. Qin Song responded lightly, and then flew away, he stepped on the water and crossed into the distance.

In the midst of the turbid flood, he caught a water monster, and after questioning, he found that he had unknowingly arrived near Phoenix Mountain, and after crossing nineteen mountains, he could see Phoenix City.

"Phoenix, Phoenix......" he whispered, "You, I didn't expect you to really not betray me. ”

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