Shen Lian's determination did not move Fairy Zi Ling. She just calmly put the scroll away, took out another scroll from her body, and handed it to Shen Lian.
Then she took off the purple bell tied around her waist. The melodious sound of the bell, like a shallow clear stream, flowed into Shen Lian's heart, making him feel happy from the bottom of his heart. He looked at Zi Ling and knew that this was the magic weapon that his master relied on to become famous. It had infinite power, but the world was so big that it would be difficult for anyone to make his master use the magic weapon.
There is nothing surprising about the style of the bell, but the patterns on it are as seamless as flowing water and full of natural rhythm.
If you look closely at the densely packed patterns, you will see that there are tens of thousands of turns, with different arcs and curves. Even the most skilled master of weapon refinement will find it difficult to imagine how those patterns were carved when they see them, because they are It's so natural, as if all the patterns were completed at the same time, and the colors are the same.
Only Shen Lian knew clearly that the patterns on it, just like the master's painting of yin and yang fish, were all done in one go. It took no more than one breath of time. The most terrifying thing was that these patterns were not done unintentionally. Every turn, They are all just like the changes in Qi of Taixu Shence, full of energy and restraint.
These patterns alone are probably not inferior to the value of the bell itself. If someone devotes energy to studying the mysteries, even if he cannot achieve immortality, he can still understand the mysteries of Taoism and plant a profound meaning in his nature.
Fairy Zi Ling said calmly: "This bell has been with me for a long time, and it is very powerful. But now, it is no longer necessary for me. Give it to Caiwei and let her keep it for self-defense."
Shen Lian respectfully picked up the bell and held a cloud of smoke in his hand, which was as light as nothing. He said, "Master, don't you plan to see senior sister again?"
Zi Ling said softly: "She is a good child, so I hope there will be a chance to see her again in the future rather than now, Shen Lian, do you understand?"
Shen Lian naturally understood what Master meant. Even though Senior Sister herself knew that she had no hope of attaining enlightenment and immortality, let alone being able to escape the universe like Master and follow the footsteps of Master Qingshui, Master still had expectations for Senior Sister. , even leaving the things he had with him for two lifetimes and asking him to give them to his senior sister.
It was only at this moment that Shen Lian understood that there was absolutely no difference in the love his master had for him and his senior sister. Regardless of the heir's qualifications, they all had the same care.
Shen Lian could not use any action to express his gratitude to his master, nor could he comment on her extraordinary mind, so he softly replied: "Disciple understands."
Zi Ling looked at him with a smile, her whole body was as clear as the mist, and she was sacred and inviolable. It made people look at her and feel deeply moved.
Then a soft hum broke the atmosphere, and two clear waves, one purple and one green, rose into the sky, as if some rules in the world had been changed, causing the vitality to tremble and spread to countless places.
The two waves of clear water lasted for a quarter of an hour. The shocking and powerful spiritual pressure made it impossible for any elder Qingxuan or his disciples to enter tranquility. Various strange phenomena also appeared on Zifu Peak, with mysterious and profound The starry sky, the clear spring, the dark universe, and the extremely charming ceiling...
Even though Shen Lian expected that his master could escape from the universe at any time, he would never have imagined that the situation would be like this. Everything happened too fast and too suddenly.
Just like some encounters in life, they come unexpectedly and make people unprepared.
Shen Lian really understood that his master had used her departure to teach him a vivid lesson, that not everything could be predicted.
It wasn't until the vision faded that Shen Lian Shi Shiran went down the mountain. Senior sister Gu Caiwei was at the foot of the mountain, and the Youhe River was not far from her. Shen Lian held her hand and handed Zi Ling, who was as light as a cloud, to her without saying a word.
Next is the Lingtai discussion.
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Water is the origin of life. The vast and boundless sea seems to have existed since the beginning of the world. During this period, it is unknown how many tyrannical creatures and long-standing civilizations have been nurtured.
When the sea is quiet, it really looks like light blue satin, quietly displaying its infinite beauty and softness. Once the strong wind roars and the undercurrent surges under the sea, it can create a huge momentum, which is by no means inferior to the magical power of any immortal or Buddhist figure in the world.
Nowadays, the sky is full of dark clouds, which is enough to predict that there will be a heavy storm next. Shen Lian looked up at the low sky. At his feet was a broad dragon's forehead, with branch-like dragon horns on both sides standing majestically, like the most loyal guards around Shen Lian.
A gust of wind came suddenly from nowhere. The high waves were like a city wall, pressing down directly. The dragon's horns glowed with a light blue light. Before the waves touched the corners of Shen Lian's clothes, they split the huge waves into two. , pass through it calmly.
The dragon snorted proudly, and its low roar seemed to vent its energy. It was swimming in the sea, and its comfortable and contented posture could allow the smart monks to understand the mysterious and mysterious movements. Every time it was around The fluctuations of the water patterns have an indescribable simplicity and beauty.
There is no trace of the dragon waving its tail, and there is almost no trace of the dragon waving its tail.
As the dark clouds descended, the wind suddenly became strong, and countless torrential waves hit the dragon one after another, as if to make it succumb to the power of nature. However, the dragon was washed by the waves, and became even more joyful. It rode the wind and waves, as fast as lightning, and played leisurely in the ferocious waves. The shipwreck produced no disturbance at all.
Shen Lian allowed the dragon to gallop in the boundless sea. His feet were like roots planted firmly on the dragon's forehead. His eyes were tightly closed, as if he was wandering in the sky, or he was resting his mind with his eyes closed, wanting to use up his fullest energy. With his spirit, he climbed Lingtai Fangcun Mountain on the third day of March.
The waves are endless, and suddenly there is thunder in the sky, and lightning as thick as tree trunks connects the sea and sky. While the dragon is walking through the waves, it can easily avoid the swift and unparalleled thunder and lightning every time it is too late. , the dragon's roar was extremely enjoyable.
It is difficult for thunder and lightning to harm it, but it would be a great sin to disturb the rest of the owner above it. Therefore, the dragon seems to easily avoid the lightning when there is no chance, but in fact, it has to use all its own ability to avoid it every time. The fastest thing in the world.
This extreme avoidance gave the dragon an unknown sense of pleasure. Coupled with the boundlessness of the sea, it could not help but let out a dragon roar as it swam happily.
It's just that although the wild dragon's roar was hearty just now, Jiaolong immediately suppressed it and carefully felt Shen Lian on his forehead. There seemed to be no reaction, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
This small distraction caused a bolt of lightning to hit his head and face, making him unable to open his eyes and making his mind confused.