Chapter 237: A Precious Greeting Gift

At that time, after the dream was shattered, Liu Ping did not wake up, and there should be another dream. But the memory became a little blurry again, Liu Ping closed his double open slightly, and continued to use spells to start searching, but he was surprised to find that the memory he searched this time was not a complete memory at all. It's as if something has cut it into countless randomness at once, without the slightest integrity. Maybe it wasn't cut at all, but it couldn't bear some kind of force, so it was shattered all of a sudden.

Liu Ping continued to look at the court, and he frowned tightly so that Bai Zhi next to him found out, and immediately showed a look of concern, and hurriedly asked: "Little Xianggong, what happened? What is going on? I think...... Something is wrong with you from just now. ”

"It's fine. Liu Ping touched Bai Zhi's head and said lightly.

"Really?" Bai Zhi obviously didn't believe these two words, but asked again, because from just now to the performance of Xiao Xianggong, it is impossible to summarize it with these two words. She sensed in the dark that something must have happened.

As if feeling Bai Zhi's emotions, Liu Ping smiled slightly, the strength of his palm increased, from stroking to rubbing, rubbing her head, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about it, even if there is something...... It's a good thing, but I don't know what it is. ”

He had a feeling that that dream was definitely not that simple!

Huang Fuzi, who was not far away, vaguely heard the words here, showed a slightly surprised look, and opened his mouth to speak, but seeing Liu Pingfu close his eyes again, after thinking about it, he still closed his mouth. He had already asked before, but he did not answer, obviously not wanting to say something, since this was the case. There was no point in him repeating the superfluous inquiries at all. He is not a man with many tongues, and if others don't want to say it, he naturally won't ask.

Liu Ping, who closed his eyes, tried to piece together the memory fragments in his memory into a complete memory, and he continued to experience the content of those fragments, vaguely knowing the subsequent development.

After countless years. After going through this bumpy and long journey, the little insect that finally reached the peak of the World Realm Tree did not really die after it died. The stiff skin began to writhe, as if something was about to come out, and soon, with a pop, something that stunned the population came out.

Although the little insects have not formed cocoons, they have to come out. It should also be a creature like a butterfly, but what can be drilled out is completely different, not even a living thing, this is actually a small plane, yes, it is one of the representatives of that civilization in the depths of Liu Ping's memory.

The plane circled at high speed. Then from top to bottom, rushing down from the top of the World Realm Tree. The speed is getting faster and faster, and I don't know what happened in the middle of the road, it seems to be one obstacle after another, and when the plane is about to crash, the dream suddenly begins to twist, and the plane shook. All of a sudden, it became a Xiaopeng again.

As if he had flown many laps, Xiaopeng felt a little tired, and subconsciously flew to the nearest branch, but this kind of action made him feel extremely palpitating. Because this scene is so familiar, as if it has been experienced somewhere.

When Xiaopeng landed on the branch, it shook and turned into a faint insect again. The little insect once again seemed to be shrouded in a sense of mission, and had a feeling that he had to climb to the top of the earth, he must, must climb to the top of the world tree, that is the only meaning since he was born. If you don't climb to the top, then this life has no meaning. Therefore, he must and will climb to the top.

"It's here. The voice of the yellow master came from the side, close to the ear, but it was like the edge of the sky, very far away, with an unreal feeling, which pulled Liu Ping from the contemplation of the dream. It's a vast plain.

Liu Ping opened his eyes slightly.

"Have you arrived......

"Hmm. ”

I saw that there was an open-air hall in the distance of the plain, with three words written on it, Tongming Palace. In its hall, there are food tables everywhere, very random, and there is no order. But it is obvious that it is not so simple, the food tables seem to be placed at random, and there is an extremely mysterious feeling in the dark, as if it is a kind of formation pattern.

"It's really Uncle Xuanlu's style. Huang Fuzi also saw that the placement of those food tables was a little strange, and couldn't help but whisper.

"Hmm. Although it is placed randomly, it is precisely because of this arbitrariness that a prohibition similar to a formation is set up, and through some special restrictions, every monk of any realm is allowed to sit in what position. Liu Ping also saw something, and couldn't help but praise it. In his memory, there was also such a place in the journey of the little worm to the peak, but he couldn't be surprised by too many familiar places along the way.

That dream is definitely not as simple as a dream, what is going on, Liu Ping still doesn't know the way, he can only find the reason after today, if he can't find it, he will ask the teachers and uncles, I don't believe it, there is no way to find the reason.

"Those randomly placed food tables, and this doorway?" Bai Zhi next to him said with some surprise, obviously not seeing the slightest doorway.

Huang Fuzi next to him glanced at Liu Ping with some surprise, obviously very surprised, he could actually see that although this was placed casually and was not hidden, after all, it was Uncle Xuanlu's means, and even the earth immortals did not see the doorway, junior brother...... It's not as simple as it seems.

After being secretly surprised, Huang Fuzi said with a smile: "Let's bring it in, I think the uncles are already impatient." ”

"Yes. ”

After Liu Ping, Huang Fuzi and Bai Zhi entered the main hall, they found that in front of the main hall, on the seat above, there were five people, talking to each other at will, among them, there was Xuanlu, seeing that their speech and behavior were very casual, equal and cordial, obviously they were all uncles of the Xuanzi generation, and the central topic they talked about was Liu Ping, so when Liu Pingyi appeared, the five people all cast their eyes over.

"It's coming. ”

"This is Uncle Xuan Zhenzi's personal disciple?"

"It's pretty good. ”

When the three of them entered the hall, the uncles of those Xuanzi generations hurriedly got up and walked over, and said with a smile.

Liu Ping, Huang Fuzi and Bai Zhi hurriedly saluted.

"I've seen all my uncles and aunts!"

"No need to be polite, no need to be restrained, your name is Liu Ping?" a young woman asked, but the vicissitudes in her eyes showed that she was definitely not young.

"Exactly. Liu replied respectfully.

"I said that there is no need to be restrained, my Taoist name is Xuan Mingyue, you can call me Aunt Mingyue. Aunt Xuan Mingyue said with a smile, and then patted Liu Ping's head, and a look of satisfaction flashed in her eyes: "You kid is really good, and I don't know if that kid from Xuan Zhenzi has taught you well." ”

Liu Ping smiled and didn't speak, suddenly, he was slightly stunned, only to feel a cool breath flowing into his body, and the previous somewhat unstable foundation became completely solid.

"Thank you Aunt Mingyue!" Liu Ping was amazed and grateful in his heart, and hurriedly said.

"No, it's a greeting gift. Xuan Mingyue said with a smile: "The world is uneven, you have to improve your strength as soon as possible." ”

"Mingyue, Mingyue, you are so cunning, you actually gave your meeting gift so quickly. Or is it the natal vitality, how can we make a move? Doesn't it mean that we must send us a meeting gift that is more valuable than your natal vitality?" a young man behind Xuan Mingyue shook his head and said.

"In that case, I'll give you a bottle of elixir. As he spoke, the young man took out a bottle of white jade and threw it over: "This is the life-saving golden pill, there is an effect on the bottle, and if you absorb it, you will be able to know the Tao, so I won't say more." ”

"Thank you, uncle!" Liu Ping felt it carefully, and suddenly knew that the powerful recovery power of this golden pill could almost bring the dead back to life, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh, these uncles and aunts were really generous.

This made Huang Fuzi next to him look envious, he didn't have this kind of treatment......

At this moment, many of the yellow generation and some elite disciples below the yellow generation entered the main hall, and they happened to see the scene where the senior uncle was giving a meeting gift, and they all gasped, this gift is more valuable than the other, this person is really enviable!

Fortunately, the elite disciples below the yellow generation are all a little red-eyed, their resources are originally less than those of the yellow generation, and when they see this scene, where can they stand it. If Liu is a monk in the realm of immortals, it would be fine, but now, this so-called uncle of the yellow character generation is just a little guy who is an immortal three times, how can he receive so many valuable gifts!

Everything is not a widow but uneven, at this time, the gap in treatment is so big, and suddenly one by one their hearts are unbalanced, even if the rules of the Qingdi Immortal Gate restricts them, they usually cultivate a quiet and inactive heart in their hearts, but after all, they are not saints, and at this time, they received this 'unfair' treatment, and they were suddenly a little dissatisfied, and their eyes began to become a little unkind.

And at this time, the above five uncles' greeting gifts were not over, the second uncle's name was Xuanwu, and the third uncle's name was Xuanwu, and he took out two treasures in one breath, one of which was a slender sword with a lilac aura.

This sword felt extremely sharp at first sight, as if it could cut people's eyes, and there was a little fear in my heart.

Liu couldn't help but sigh: "Good sword!"

Since his strength became stronger, the Qingsu Sword was no longer suitable for him, and he could only rely on the power of gods and demons to condense the long sword battle, and he couldn't exert 100% of his sword intent, so it was really a pity, and when he saw such a peerless sword at this time, he couldn't take his eyes off it. (To be continued......)