Chapter 8: Immortality
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In the second half of the night, the heat in his body began to weaken, and sleepiness hit, so he fell asleep on a piece of bluestone, fortunately he had an extraordinary physique, otherwise it was a question whether he could get up after being blown by the mountain wind all night.
This night, Qinglian dreamed again of the woman in white that he had just been reborn and dreamed of, but he still couldn't see her face clearly, but he just felt that she was very beautiful and cold, like the bright moon in the sky, and then, he saw the woman in white smile again, this smile dimmed the bright moon.
The picture came to an abrupt end here, a hazy white mist completely obscured the figure of the woman in white, and just as Qinglian wanted to recall it carefully, there was a sudden call in her ears.
"Brother-brother, brother......"
The voice was very immature, with a little loneliness, helplessness and fear, Qinglian was excited, and woke up in an instant. When he opened his eyes, he was faced with a pair of mung bean-like eyes, which were wide open, and then the innocent face of the ghost with a hint of immaturity.
Qinglian, who had just been awakened, was frightened again, although she was used to being looked at like this by the spirit before, but after the transformation, she was stared at like this by the spirit again, and she always felt furious in her heart.
"What are you staring at me for?"
Qinglian came back to his senses and asked the doubt that had been hidden in his heart.
"No, nothing. β
Hearing this, the wrath immediately turned his head, his face was also inexplicably red, and he stammered a little.
Qinglian didn't see the expression of the ghost spirit, and didn't think much about it, and asked casually, "Senior brother, did the master teach you magic spells?"
Wraith shook his head.
"Then why do you fly, and, so powerful. In Qinglian's mind, the scene of the ghost fighting the Black Water Snake and the Heavenly Tribulation came to mind.
"I don't know, this is the case when I opened my spiritual wisdom, probably because I listened to the master's preaching, son of the demon god, you are better than me. β
If it weren't for seeing the honest and serious expression on the face of the ghost spirit, Qinglian would have thought that he was laughing nakedly, and he was also a little depressed in his heart, he was also a transformation, he was still the son of a demon god, why was there such a big gap after the transformation?
He listened to the sermon, and he listened to it, and for the so-called sermon, he was sometimes sober and sometimes confused, in the final analysis, because he had no foundation.
Why is the spirit so strong as soon as it transforms, four words - racial talent, like the ghost, a person is a race, it is difficult to think about it if it is not strong, as for his racial talent, it is not shown at all.
Silently, a figure appeared in front of them, and the brief conversation between the two ended.
"Master. β
"Master......"
Nodding slightly, Wan Chunqiu's gaze stayed on Qinglian for a moment, and with a casual call, a jade bottle appeared in the palm of his hand, and said:
"Yesterday was my negligence, what is contained in this jade bottle is the heaven and earth spiritual milk that I collect on weekdays, which can make up for your daily consumption in your body. β
Qinglian instinctively stretched out her hand to take it, and then thought, Heaven and Earth Spirit Milk, how does this name sound strange, like the name of the milk that babies drink, although she is only four years old at this time.
But he didn't know that this heaven and earth spiritual milk was made by gathering the essence of heaven and earth and then being conceived by special spiritual veins, and it was a real heaven and earth treasure, created by heaven and earth, and it was difficult to find in the world.
What's more important is that the energy contained in the Heaven and Earth Spirit Milk is very mild, unlike the spirit fruits that Qinglian ate yesterday, ordinary people can also absorb it, and transform a person's qualifications and cast a supreme foundation.
The four-year-old Qinglian was holding the jade bottle in a daze, while on the other side, Wan Chunqiu, who handed the jade bottle to Qinglian, had already looked away and looked at the spirit.
"Spirit, I didn't want to accept disciples in my life, but your qualifications really make me sigh, maybe you can impact that supreme realm.
As a teacher, although you are not proud of the past and the present, there are few opponents in today's world, and you are also qualified to teach you, but you may not have much time left to be a teacher, and how much you can learn depends on your own creation. β
"Masterβ"
"Don't be in such a state, life and death are famous, for the teacher in this life, you have lived long enough, there is one thing you have to remember. β
"Yes, Master. β
"You have also heard me tell me about the life experience of the spirit before, our clan has a great relationship with the Qingdi, I hope that when he grows up, you will protect him and protect him with everything you have. β
Wan Chunqiu said that in the end, those plain eyes suddenly brightened, staring at the underworld spirit tightly, as if he could look directly at his heart.
"Master, don't worry, I have only opened my mind because of the son of the demon god, and the son of the demon god has saved me several times, I will definitely protect him and prevent him from being hurt. β
Wan Chunqiu nodded, there were no flowery words, no earth-shattering vows, but this was the most sincere thought in the depths of the spirit's heart.
"Okay, you already have the cultivation of the Great Demon now, but these cultivation is only your hard cultivation, and you lack the comprehension of the realm, so I will pass on these to you today. β
After speaking, Wan Chunqiu stretched out his hand and pointed, and a dark light directly submerged into the center of the spirit's eyebrows and disappeared. The spirit thanked him and quickly closed his eyes, concentrating on the memories in his mind.
Although the conversation between the two was around, Qinglian didn't hear the slightest, obviously Wan Chunqiu deliberately didn't let him hear it.
"Qinglian, do you want to cultivate. β
"Qinglian visits the teacher. β
Qinglian hurriedly saluted and cultivated, he naturally thought very much, even if it was his predecessor, he died because of cultivating the idea of Qinglian Concept, he didn't regret it, how to say it?
Chaowen said, you can die at night!
In his previous life, the old Taoist priest not only passed on his idea of Qinglian View, but also passed on his heart to the Tao.
Especially after experiencing the previous battle between the Ghost Spirit and the Black Water Snake, as well as the boundless Heavenly Tribulation, he realized his own insignificance and the vastness of heaven and earth, and also strengthened his heart to explore the avenue of heaven and earth.
Cultivation and immortality, he has also fantasized about these, and now that he has the opportunity, he is naturally unwilling to give up.
"I am not qualified to be your master. Wan Chunqiu shook his head, but this time he gave a clear answer.
"However, I can teach you the method of cultivation, come with me. β
After speaking, Wan Chunqiu walked in one direction, Qinglian looked at his old back, and there was a lot of confusion in her heart, but she also followed.
The two kept moving forward, about seven or eight miles, and came to a cliff, Wan Chunqiu's body did not pause at all, and directly stepped out and disappeared.
Looking at the cliff in front of her, Qinglian hesitated for a moment, and then stepped out, her small body slammed straight into the wall, and she couldn't bear to look at it directly.
The imaginary pain did not appear, looking at the scene in front of him, although he guessed in his heart that there might be a cave behind the cliff, he still couldn't help but feel shocked.
What appeared in front of him was a huge waterfall, the source of the waterfall could not be seen, the mist in the sky blurred the boundary, and the flying stream went straight down to three thousand feet, suspected to be the Milky Way falling for nine days, so it is not an exaggeration.
They were at the bottom of the waterfall, and the thunderous sound of the water was deafening, and the water was like thousands of horses, squeezing and colliding with each other, crashing into the surrounding stone walls, and the drainage waves broke into piles of white snow in an instant.
Directly below the waterfall, there is a pool, which has been formed by the impact of the waterfall for thousands of years, no, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a lake, because it is nearly a thousand zhang in size.
Unlike the rushing waterfalls, the entire lake is still, and the falling waterfalls fail to make waves.
Qinglian was a little surprised, but he didn't care much, this was no longer the world of his previous life, the creation of heaven and earth, and it was even more mysterious, he looked at Wan Chunqiu suspiciously, not knowing what he brought himself to do.
"This is a secret place in the Ancestral Spirit Mountain. With that, Wan Chunqiu turned around, looked at Qinglian, and said:
"Your current physical body has great hidden dangers, and if you want to cultivate, it is countless times more difficult than ordinary people. β
Qinglian's starry eyes looked at Wan Chunqiu, without the slightest panic because of Wan Chunqiu's words, there is hope for countless times of difficulty, hope is always better than no hope.
After Wan Chunqiu finished speaking, he kept looking at Qinglian, looking at Qinglian's immature face with a calm, he found that he couldn't understand him, this thought appeared in his heart, and he suddenly had a thought, when did he understand him?
The only thing he could understand was that Qinglian was far more mature than his age.
"Do you remember what happened to the Raid before?"
Qinglian shook his head, about that memory, he was very vague, as if he was in a half-dream and half-awake, everything acted on instinct.
"In the Heavenly Tribulation, the Thunder Tribulation evolved into two treasures, the Demon Suppression Tower and the Creation Furnace, you were first trapped in the Demon Suppression Tower, and then although it was broken, the law imprint in it turned into nine great avenue chains, locking your whole body.
Later, it was calcined by the Sun God Fire in the Creation Furnace, and the Great Dao Chain was completely integrated into your origin, which also blocked your origin and cut off your cultivation path.
Do you regret defending the wraith?" Wan Chunqiu's last sentence was very abrupt.
Qinglian shook her head and was silent for a moment, as if she was recalling something, before she said slowly: "That's my own calamity." β
Wan Chunqiu was slightly stunned, nodded and said, "Indeed." β
"Master, are the Heavenly Tribulations so strong?" Qinglian asked.
"The strength of the Heavenly Tribulation is judged according to the person who crossed the Tribulation, your senior brother's body is the only one in the heaven and earth, belonging to the different species of heaven and earth, and the talent is extraordinary, so the Heavenly Tribulation is naturally much stronger.
However, as long as the karma on the body is not too heavy, there will be a glimmer of life left in the heavenly tribulation. As for the Wraith, before he crossed the Transformation Tribulation, his body had a mutation, and I guess this was probably the reason for the increasing number of Heavenly Tribulations he was facing.
I have lived for 30,000 years, and this is the first time I have seen such a catastrophe. β
Qinglian looked at Wan Chunqiu dumbfounded, shocked by his last sentence, he has lived for 30,000 years, what kind of concept is this, can people really live for so long? The time in his previous life, the entire history of mankind, has not been so long.
At this moment, Qinglian experienced for the first time a word mentioned in the Dao Sutra of her previous life - the concept of immortality.