Kungo rolls a wisp of remnant soul

(I've been too busy lately, I haven't updated it for a long time, Xiao Gu is very guilty, but Xiao Gu really didn't give up, Xiao Gu likes this world, and likes to tell everyone the stories he sees in this world, that's all.) )

As the teleportation white light around Yuan Liang's body slowly disappeared, what caught his eyes was a sea.

The sea in front of you is so big that you can't see a single mountain around.

There is nothing wrong with the teleportation jade plate given by the blind old man who cultivates everything.

Yuan Liang faced the sea and pondered two possibilities.

Kunwu Mountain should be on the sea, or at the bottom of the sea, maybe because of the isolation of the mountain protection array, I can't see it.

But if you can't see it, how can you talk about entering?

Yuan Liang thought for a moment and walked into the sea in front of him.

It was obviously a scorching summer, but the sea water was extremely cold, and the sea water was only up to his waist and abdomen, but Yuan Liang had already felt a biting chill invade his whole body, and even his brain was slightly dizzy.

Yuan Liang instinctively concentrated, feeling that there was also the same qi in the sea as in the teleportation channel on the ninth floor, he relaxed his body and floated in the sea, the wisps of qi continued to flow towards his body from all directions of the sea, and the qi that entered the body was rapidly circulating along his body under Yuan Liang's conscious dispatch, and the biting chill gradually disappeared, and Yuan Liang's face became ruddy.

On the endless sea, it is very quiet, occasionally the breeze blows, setting off the waves and flowers, and in the overturning of the waves, it can be seen that a young man is lying on the sea with his eyes closed, like a white boat, drifting with the waves.

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The golden morning glow gradually dyed the sky into a golden red from the end of the sea, and with the morning breeze, the gentle and melodious singing of women came from the sea.

"What is there in the south? There is an order and a plum. The gentleman stops, and the fox in brocade clothes. Yan is like Wu Dan, and his king is also good!

What is there in the south? There is discipline and hall. The gentleman is the end, and the black clothes are embroidered. General Peiyu will not forget the life test!"

The woman's singing voice is like an orchid in the empty valley, and it seems to contain a trace of sadness, from far to near, awakening Yuan Liang who is floating in the sea to draw air for warmth.

Yuan Liang slowly opened his eyes and saw a woman in a green shirt standing on the water, looking at him in confusion.

The woman was dressed in a cyan emerald cigarette shirt, her starry eyes were bright, her eyes were like green lotuses, and the green silk danced in the wind, like a fairy, she looked at Yuan Liang with a hazy expression and said, "Who are you?

Yuan Liang said in his heart that this woman was very likely to be a monk of Kunwu Mountain, so he replied: "I am Yuan Liang, I want to go to Kunwu to apprentice and cultivate, dare to ask the fairy if he is a Kunwu person?"

The woman in the green shirt showed a trace of bitterness in her eyes and said, "People, I am not a human being, but a wisp of remnant soul." ”

With such a bearing and demeanor, it is actually a wisp of remnant soul?

Yuan Liang didn't believe the words of the woman in the green shirt, shook his head and smiled: "Girl, don't joke with me anymore, I have some problems, I have no luck, and the luck of the cultivators who are close to me will continue to decay, so I came to Kunwu Mountain to learn art, if the girl is a cultivator, it is better to stay away from me quickly." ”

"Luck? A wisp of remnant soul, where is there any luck left. The woman in the green shirt smiled desolately, bent down lightly, helped Yuan Liang who was lying on the sea, and walked towards the depths of the sea, but the swaying sea was like walking on the ground for her.

Yuan Liang was pulled by the arm of the woman in the green shirt, and suddenly felt that his body became light and abnormal, as if it had become a cloud, floating forward on the sea, and the most surprising thing for Yuan Liang was that his arm could not feel the touch of the woman in the green shirt at all, as if the woman in the green shirt really did not exist.

"I live in Kunwu, and if you want to learn art, come with me. The woman in the green shirt said in a low voice.

"Thank you, girl. Yuan Liang hurriedly thanked him.

"Tsing Yi. The woman in the green shirt said suddenly.

Yuan Liang was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Thank you Miss Tsing Yi." ”

The woman named Tsing Yi pulled Yuan Liang to move quickly on the sea, she curled the corners of her mouth slightly, the name "Tsing Yi" is one of the few memories she has after becoming a remnant soul, and it is also one of the few proofs that she still exists in this world.

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After walking in front of the sea for a quarter of an hour, Yuan Liang suddenly felt that his body was stunned, and the endless sea in his field of vision suddenly turned into an endless, undulating mountain range.

"This is Kunwu Mountain. Tsing Yi's voice sounded faintly.

Before Yuan Liang could thank him, the figure like green smoke had already disappeared.

Yuan Liang arched his hand in the air and looked around.

There are four seasons in one day, ten miles of different days.

This sentence is a perfect description of Kunwu Mountain.

Yuan Liang stood at the foot of the flowery, clear water and clear mountain, looking up at the snow-covered peak, and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's delicious!" a cry of delight came, "It's delicious!"

Yuan Liang followed the prestige, and saw a white-haired young man who had come five steps in front of him in an instant, looking directly at himself, as if he was looking at a plate of long-awaited food.

Yuan Liang sighed secretly in his heart, his luck was really bad, as soon as he entered Kunwu Mountain, he met a strange young man who wanted to eat him, he pointed to himself, and asked the white-haired young man: "The delicious food in your mouth refers to me?"

The white-haired young man's silver-gray pupils lit up instantly, he pointed at Yuan Liang, nodded vigorously, and said, "That's right! It's you! It's definitely delicious and it's a big supplement!" After that, the young man swallowed his saliva, and his immature face showed a strong gluttony.

Looking at the white-haired young man who was impatient, Yuan Liang tugged at the corners of his mouth, "You don't plan to eat me now, do you?"

The white-haired young man thought seriously for a moment, then nodded solemnly and said, "It's not impossible to eat it raw! Since you don't mind, then I'll go!"

"Wait a minute. Yuan Liang smiled and stopped the white-haired young man who rolled up his sleeves, "My body is a little problematic, don't you feel that your luck is draining? If you eat me now, I'm afraid that not only will it not be able to make up for it, but it will also hurt you." ”

The white-haired young man closed his eyes and felt it for a while, and said suspiciously: "It's strange, it's true that as you said, my luck has been affected a little." ”

The white-haired young man's eyes as he looked at Yuan Liang changed from hot to probing: "You can even affect my luck? Why is this happening...... It smells delicious and makes up for ......."

The white-haired young man stopped in place, his face kept changing, and he pinched the trick in his hand, as if he was deducing something, and his mouth was also full of words.

Seeing this, Yuan Liang hurriedly arched his hand to the top of the mountain above the sea of clouds and said loudly: "Xiaosheng Zhongzhou Yuan Liang, come to Kunwu Mountain to seek the Tao, and hope that the immortal master will take him in!"

Yuan Liang's call not only hoped that his future identity as a fellow disciple could deter the white-clothed young man beside him, but also hoped that the call could attract the attention of the elders of Kunwushan and stop the actions of the white-clothed young man, which could be described as killing two birds with one stone.

But after the white-haired young man heard about the friendship that might happen in the future and the "delicious" in front of him, he seemed to have made up his mind, clenched his fists and said to himself: "No! If you don't eat now, you won't have a chance!"

Yuan Liang knew that something was wrong, and secretly sighed that this white-haired young man's idea was so different, and the shocking words became the last inducement to help him make up his mind to eat himself.

Yuan Liang rubbed his chin, thinking back to everything that happened in just a quarter of an hour after entering Kunwu Mountain, and shook his head helplessly, this is the real bad luck.

"Poor Qi. ”

A clear male voice came, and the young man in white seemed to be frozen, stopped all his movements, stood in place obediently, and lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "Uncle Zhang." ”

The man in white was a middle-aged man, wearing a silver crown with tied hair, a navy blue robe, holding a white folding fan, a pine-shaped crane bone, and an extraordinary instrument, he looked at Yuan Liang gently and said, "Young man, why do you want to come to Kunwu to seek the Tao?"

"I want to get the world back to what it should be. Yuan Liang looked at the silver-crowned man firmly, "I need strength, but now I not only have no luck, but even the luck of the cultivators who are close to me will be affected, so I can only come to Kunwu to fight for the last chance." ”

Looking at the resolute young man standing in front of him, the silver-crowned man's eyes showed a faint reminiscence, and the figure of the old man in the past seemed to gradually coincide with the young man in front of him, this young man, the roots and bones are very good.

The silver-crowned man's index finger lightly touched his heart, and a drop of essence blood in his heart was pulled out, and he used the essence blood to draw an extremely complex blood talisman in the air, which was dotted on Yuan Liang's eyebrows, and saw a faint rune appear in Yuan Liang's eyebrows.

The silver-crowned man showed a hint of a smile: "This talisman can temporarily prevent you from affecting the luck of the monks who are close to you, but if you want to recover your own luck, you have to rely on your hard work in the future." ”

"Thank you, Master, apprentice Yuan Liang, meet Master!" Yuan Liang knelt down gratefully and solemnly bowed to the silver-crowned man in front of him.

The silver-crowned man smiled and saluted, secretly praising Yuan Liang's intelligence in his heart, and he could judge that he had the intention of accepting apprentices by just one of his own words.