Chapter 14: Thunderstorm
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The Taoist gave him two Shenxing talismans, which could draw his energy and travel thousands of miles a day, which was a treasure that a believer could not refuse.
When he arrived at the foot of Yang Mountain, he was discovered by Shen Lian, because the mana fluctuations contained in the Shenxing talisman could not be hidden from him at all.
Shen Lian just asked the black tiger to catch him~ and lock him up.
It wasn't until Shen Lian sorted out the things he was doing these days that he had time to take care of him.
The believer looked at this strange and talkative baby, his expression was blank, and after reacting in his heart, he could also accept that he was a believer who traveled south and north, and listened to the stories of those storytellers in the tea shed on the road on weekdays, and heard a lot of deeds of demons and gods.
I heard that in the westernmost west, there is a country where people are born to speak, and their behavior is no different from that of adults, and there are also noble lords in the Great Xia Kingdom, and the newborn little nobles have greater strength than adult calves.
He was skeptical at the time, but after seeing Shen Lian, he knew that the story told by the storyteller might be true.
The believer replied hoarsely, "You already know where I'm from?"
Shen Lian's baby-like throat twitched slightly, his small mouth spit human words, pure and ethereal, he said: "I want to know, you can know, the person who asked you to come is naturally the former owner of this courtyard, you tell him, I am the young master of Xiliang City, Xie Yang Mountain is my property, not a single grass or tree here belongs to him, if he wants to come to the theory, you can come to me, I am afraid that he will not dare to come." ā
The believer had a good memory, and he had already memorized Shen Lian's words, and he said, "You just let me bring these words?"
Shen Lian said: "Just these few words, do you want to take a break before leaving?"
The believer originally wanted to go directly, but he thought that Shen Lian was going to be a backhand to him, so he decided to rest before leaving, after all, he was a person who was on the go all year round, and he knew that he needed a good mental state to hurry.
Shen Lian let him go out first, he was small with his little hands behind his back, but the believer could only follow cautiously, because he was deeply afraid of this child.
After Shen Lian broke the prohibition of the Taoist, the backyard was a good resting place, the grass was green, and occasionally a few small white flowers grew by the well, opening silently, exuding a quiet fragrance.
There was a stone table and stone bench next to the cold and secluded ancient well, Shen Lian slowly sat on it, and the black tiger lay on the edge of the well, greedily breathing the spiritual power inside, and glanced lazily at the believer, and continued to look at it.
Shen Lian said to him, "Since you want to rest, why don't you sit?"
The believer was refreshed by the fragrance of the grass and trees at this time, and his mind had calmed down a lot, even if he heard Shen Lian let him sit like this, he was a little flattered, because such a stranger should treat him like a small grass mustard, how could he let him sit like him.
Even if the other party is polite, it is extremely rare.
He waved his hand and said, "I'll just squat here." ā
He found a place far away from the black tiger, squatted on the ground, his back was stiff, and his face was full of criss-crossing marks, like ravines, talking about the cruelty of the years to him.
Shen Lian glanced at him, thinking in his heart that this was the most ordinary mortal, for him, these people were no different from mayflies who died in the twilight of life, but Shen Lian never looked down on these most ordinary human races, he lived with great difficulty every day, trying to live.
In fact, this can also remind Shen Lian how difficult it is to live, and make him more vigilant and restrained when he is willful and natural.
There are stone bowls and stone pots on the stone table.
The lid of the stone pot flew up, and a handful of cold spring water flew out of the bucket by the well, which was poured into the stone pot, and a few cyan shoots flew out of nowhere, and poured into the stone pot together.
The believer looked at everything Shen Lian had done, full of amazement.
Shen Lian borrowed a wisp of fire from heaven and earth, purified and refined, covered it on the surface of the stone pot, and after a while, the tea was boiled, squirting out scorching tea, and into the two stone bowls, he said, "Since you are also here, how about I invite you to drink a cup of tea?"
Tea is just ordinary spring buds, but the water used to burn tea is the spiritual water of Juyin Spring, and the fire used is a wisp of essence fire between heaven and earth that has been purified by Shen Lian.
The believer did not know that water was precious, but he had drunk a lot of tea in his life, but there was never a cup of tea that had the taste of the tea he has now.
After he drank it, he was full of energy, as if he couldn't finish catharsis for three days and three nights, he needed to exercise, he needed to walk to vent.
Therefore, he quickly bid farewell to Shen Lian and went down from Xie Yang Mountain.
He re-tied the amulet and kept running along the road, the scenery on both sides of him rapidly receiving. Previously, when he used the Divine Talisman, he could clearly feel that he was much more tired than usual, but now he found that he was not tired at all.
If he knew the term perpetual motion machine, he would definitely think that he had a perpetual motion machine on him. I don't know how far I ran, but the passers-by next to me only felt a gust of wind passing by, and they couldn't see people clearly.
The believer has walked for decades, and only today does he feel that he can walk so freely, all because Shen Lian gave him that cup of tea.
If someone in the cultivation knew that Shen Lian invited such a precious spiritual tea to an ordinary person to drink, he would definitely shout that he was destroying the heavens. After all, this cup of tea is enough to be worth a month's work for a person in practice, and it is also useful for nourishing the mind and body.
Only Shen Lian would not take these things into his eyes, and as far as he was concerned, he could even say that he would send the elixir of immortality.
It was not long before dark clouds began to roll in the sky, and the believer thought that it was about to rain.
When it rains, there must be a wind, and the wind blows along the believer, making him run faster and his heart is more and more worried, but he cannot stop, because he is so fast, even if he slows down, it will take time to buffer.
He slowed down gradually, but the wind blew on his back, and he went away like a swollen sailboat, without much slowing down at all.
A rumbling thunder brought a torrential downpour of rain in an instant, and the believers hurried to find a place to hide from the rain.
Shen Lian was on Xie Yang Mountain, it was still sunny here, only thunder was heard, and heavy rain was not seen.
He looked at the thunder in the distance and said, "God really can't see the cultivation of living beings, and I don't know what monsters are transforming into. ā
The black tiger looked into the distance in fear, and the power of the heavenly thunder there made it tremble from the soul, prostrate on the ground, and kept leaning towards the little master, as if only in this way could it be safer.
It is just a spiritual tiger in the mountains, and it is not clear what the thunder tribulation means to a monster, this is a hurdle, a hurdle that prevents thousands of spiritual beings from gaining a human body.
Some monsters have practiced for thousands of years, just to wait for such an opportunity, and if they can't get through, they are likely to be wiped out, but when they get to that point, few monsters will hesitate not to go through this level of life and death.
(To be continued.) )