On this day, after Qinglian fell asleep, she had another dream, and saw the woman in white again, with a graceful and graceful posture, and a thin layer of white mist rose beside her, and she couldn't see her face clearly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just when he wanted to take a few steps forward and see the face of the woman in white clearly, there was a sudden noise in his ears, and he couldn't hear it.

"It's disturbing to dream. ”

Ye Qinglian said vaguely, but soon came to her senses, who is talking, demon turtle?

The voice seemed to be coming from overhead, and he quickly looked his spiritual sense upward.

"Huh!"

This was a light thud, but Ye Qinglian felt as if her head had been smashed by a giant hammer, and it was about to turn into a pulp.

In the sky above Qinglian's head, I don't know when a Taoist appeared, this Taoist sat cross-legged in the air, with a faint smile on his face, and three thousand white hairs like snow on the back of his head.

It would be more appropriate to say that he was a Taoist than an immortal, and he seemed to be chanting.

"It's been 30,000 years, and you've finally opened your mind in my hands. The smile on his face spread, the Taoist waved his hand, a green light fell, and Ye Qinglian suddenly felt that all the pain dissipated invisibly.

The vast smoke waves, the Taoist people no longer look at the green lotus, and started chanting again, accompanied by the sound of Lang Lang Dao, this was originally a very ordinary lotus pond, for a time it was also cloudy, the fragrance was fragrant, thousands of lotus petals fell, and the wind and drizzle sprinkled down, the sky revealed the light of purple glow, and suddenly became an auspicious place.

This time, Ye Qinglian no longer felt that the voice was boring, but it was very pleasant, and she only felt that there was no better sound in this world.

He listened to it in his ears, and only felt that his body and mind were guided by it, and he had a feeling of feathering and flying immortals.

Soon, he reacted that this should be the legendary immortal scripture, and hurriedly listened carefully, wanting to write it down, but in this way, it backfired.

When you have to memorize it seriously, the sound is like 10,000 ducks arguing in your ear, and it is irritating.

Ye Qinglian realized that this could not be written down, and hurriedly gave up her previous thoughts.

The Taoist recites the mystical sound of heaven and earth, which has infinite mysteries, which can make the stubborn stone nod, the dead wood in spring, and the non-powerful and have a deep understanding of the avenue.

For three whole days, the Taoists recited the Xuanyin of Heaven and Earth, and it was not until three days later that all kinds of visions began to disappear.

In the past three days, Ye Qinglian felt that she had understood a lot of things at once, and those things that she didn't understand or couldn't understand before had been enlightened.

He felt that there was a mysterious energy lurking in his body, and although he couldn't mobilize a single bit, he could feel it clearly.

He saw that there were some complicated lines on his more and more crystalline body, which were naturally formed and had a little mysterious charm.

Finally, he thought of the Dao person again, but the pain in his mind before, he had palpitations. He has no eyes, and has always been spiritually observant of things around him.

There have been no accidents, including the previous demon turtle, he has also seen it with his spiritual sense, and he has not been noticed by it.

But this mysterious Taoist apparently discovered him, and with a light sigh, he was hit hard. However, the Taoist should have no doubts about him, especially the energy that helped him recover later.

In the end, he couldn't bear his curiosity and released his spiritual sense out of his body, and the first thing he saw was not a Taoist, but the demon turtle that had been "staring" at him for a month.

The current demon turtle did not look at him, but at the top of his head, for a moment.

Ye Qinglian instinctively shuddered, what special hobbies did this demon turtle have, and immediately, his spiritual sense also looked upward.

This is a Daoist, a somewhat strange Daoist, with long snow-white hair without any restraints, fluttering in the wind behind him.

The appearance of the Taoist is not very old, at least under Ye Qinglian's spiritual awareness, there is not a trace of wrinkles on the Taoist face.

But the calm eyes of the Taoist give people a sense of vicissitudes, which is a feeling eroded by time, which is difficult to hide.

At this time, the Daoist's eyes were looking at him, or looking at some distant memory through him, stunned, and did not pay attention to his spiritual observations.

"30,000 years, 30,000 years, hehe! Who has lived for 30,000 years in the world except for me. After a long time, the Taoist let out a desolate laugh, his mouth, his face, all with a smile, but those eyes were as calm as the water of a deep pool.

"Wan Chunqiu, lived for 30,000 years......"

Ye Qinglian was secretly speechless, really, fake? But looking at the appearance of the Taoist, it shouldn't be fake.

"You don't have to be afraid, I won't hurt you, you are the descendants of God of our people, our people ......"

When the Taoist said that it was general, or that Qinglian had just opened her mind and could not understand this, he didn't say any more, but the smile on his face was undiminished, with a little kindness, and it was a lot more real.

"Teacher—"

At this moment, there was a childish and honest voice on the side.

Hearing this, the Taoist shifted his gaze slightly, looked at the person who spoke out, that is, the demon turtle, and nodded.

"Three years ago, you watched the growth of Qinglian and gave birth to spiritual wisdom, and when I preached for Qinglian, I ordered you to protect Qinglian, and now it has been three years, and you have opened up your spiritual wisdom.

For three years, I will preach the scriptures once a month, and you have been listening to them for three years, and we are also fated, and after you become incarnated, I will officially accept you as a disciple. ”

"Mr. Xie. The demon turtle kept kowtowing to the Taoist.

"Hmm. The Taoist nodded: "You are also extraordinary, but the only one between heaven and earth is a ghost spirit turtle, in the future, you will be called a ghost spirit!"

"The spirit is named by Teacher Xie. ”

The Taoist's gaze refocused on Qinglian, closed his eyes, and said with a slight sigh: "Spirit, leave first for the teacher, you continue to guard, protect the descendants of the demon god, don't let him be harmed." ”

The disciple remembered. ”

The Taoist got up, the smile on his face slowly retracted, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

After a long time, Ye Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief, listening to the meaning of the words in the mouth of the Taoist, his identity seemed to be a little not simple, but in the face of the terrifying strength of the Taoist, he was even more afraid of being found out that he was a dove occupying the magpie's nest and died a miserable death.

However, perhaps because he was worried that his soul was too weak, or because of respect for his identity, the Daoist did not use his divine sense to probe after discovering him.

Immediately, Qinglian remembered the demon turtle on the side again, no, it should be called a ghost now.

People told you to protect me, and you don't have to keep staring at me!

However, the consciousness of the spirit was obviously a little too high, and it returned to its previous state shortly after the Taoist left.

A pair of mung bean-like eyes stared at Qinglian tightly, as if he was afraid that Qinglian would grow wings and fly away in the blink of an eye.

"Don't torture me like that!"

Although she knew that the spirit would not hurt her, Ye Qinglian still couldn't stand this kind of look.

What Ye Qinglian didn't know was that the spirit had been staring at him, but it wasn't because of Wan Chunqiu's order, or not exactly.

Wan Chunqiu had said before that the spirit of the soul was opened because of watching the growth of the green lotus, so it was obvious that there was something on the green lotus that attracted the spirit of the spirit, but Ye Qinglian didn't know it.

Time is in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, a year has passed, and in this year, Wan Chunqiu will come every month, and after coming, he will recite the Xuanyin of heaven and earth for three days.

This heaven and earth Xuanyin does have a miraculous effect, Ye Qinglian can clearly feel his own growth, the most obvious point is the speed of absorbing Yuehua, not long ago, he finally comprehended the ability to gather Yuehua by himself.

It was a very mysterious feeling, a moment of epiphany, which made him absorb Yuehua several times faster, and also made him happy for a long time.

One winter and summer, although his body also changed a little, it was not big, and it also convinced him that this should no longer be the earth.

Ye Qinglian has been a little worried recently, the ghost spirit has become more and more spiritual recently, and not long ago, he witnessed the whole body of the ghost spirit leaving the water and floating in mid-air.

This is flying, he is extremely envious, the cultivation of the spirit has obviously made a lot of progress, but now, he can't do it if he wants to speak.

Another night passed, Ye Qinglian finished cultivating, and suddenly found that she was shrouded in a layer of white mist, covered with white mist, and Qinglian loomed in it.

Tick!

The strange sound surprised him, and he hurriedly looked over, only to see the ghost raising his head and looking at him, his mung bean-like eyes were glowing, as if he had seen delicious food, and his mouth was open, and liquid was falling from his mouth.

What happened?

Ye Qinglian was puzzled in his heart, this was the first time he had seen the spirit of the ghost show such a look, and he looked like he wanted to eat him.

With the appearance of the white mist, an extremely strong aroma appeared at the same time, stimulating a hidden nature of the spirit, and it couldn't contain the desire to swallow the green lotus.

The wraith was also within the range of the white mist, and it was seen that it opened its mouth, gulping in the white mist, swallowing the fragrance.

His limbs slowly swiped towards Qinglian, and his speed was not fast.

"What's going on, wake up. Ye Qinglian had already discovered that the expression in the eyes of the spirit was wrong, lacking that trace of spirituality, and was controlled by a desire.

I don't know if I heard his words, but the spirit suddenly stopped, and struggle and hesitation flashed in its eyes. Then, I saw its body quickly retreat, and it appeared outside the white mist in an instant, and its eyes completely regained their clarity.

"It's dangerous. ”

Ye Qinglian didn't know how to describe his mood, just at that moment, he seemed to be watching the footsteps of the god of death slowly approaching him, but he couldn't do anything.

"Cultivation, transformation. ”

Outside the white mist, the spirit looked at the white mist, and the green lotus in the white mist, with some doubts in his eyes, but also fear and happiness.

The primal instinct of that moment just now made it crazy.