The autumn wind blows, and the dead leaves fall with the wind, creating ripples on the sea surface.
The green snake sighed and dissipated its magic.
This was her new inheritance, calming the wind and waves. Not only could it calm the wind and waves, but when it was refined to a high level, it could even solidify space - of course, the green snake couldn't do it, and there was no possibility of it being able to do it within a thousand years.
She is not that perverted dragon turtle. She is only at the third stage of the True Blood Realm, and her True Blood has not yet been fully condensed. She is still far from transforming, let alone solidifying space.
She couldn't even feel the existence of space!
Being able to influence space in the demon realm means he is a top genius and will surely become the chief of Qingyuan Sect.
The green snake coiled on Su He's tortoise shell, the tip of its tail poking at the shell as her thoughts drifted away. She and Su He had known each other for only two years.
But two years have made a world of difference. The turtle now is no longer the shameless turtle who clung to her Snake Valley two years ago.
Compared to that time, except for the color, there is no resemblance. At that time, she could still fight with the turtle, but now, if the turtle is not holding back its momentum, she will feel the fear of the sky falling down when she approaches.
Another spirit snake on the tortoise shell imitated her movements and coiled on the other side. The spirit snake tilted its head and looked at her, not even sparing a single scale of the green snake.
Su He has to remember every bit of the green snake. The dumbest way to practice is to copy. The cultivator observes the mythical beast to open the way, and the mythical beast observes the heaven and earth to understand the world.
There has never been any invention or creation, it's just that others' things have been applied to oneself.
The divine beasts are like this, the monks are like this, and the mortals are like this too.
Just like the backtracking he was learning now, it was the inspiration that a certain dragon turtle got from the spirits. The spirits communicated with outsiders through language, but the communication among the spirits was very strange, it was a series of messages, and after being transmitted, the images were played in the brain.
With thoughts as the basis and spirit as the guide, Su He's tortoise body slowly opened its eyes.
Done!
It is not too difficult to trace back. If you count carefully, this is only the second magic he has practiced. Su He has stopped practicing the first one, Thunderbird. The Thunderbird was sent into the inheritance and integrated into other magics, which Su He has not obtained yet.
Su He's spirit snake body looked at the green snake, the green snake's eyes were blurred and no one knew what it was thinking.
Backtracking launch.
A picture was projected in front of her: a willow tree beside a small lake. A green snake was coiled around the tree with its tail hanging down, occasionally brushing against the inky black shell of a turtle below.
The years are quiet and good.
"Ah!" The green snake woke up with a startled cry, and slapped Su He's tortoise shell with its tail, causing itself to feel painful from the recoil.
He knew that Su Hexia was practicing a magic related to memory, but he didn't expect that he would use it on himself. The scene from two years ago flashed through his mind and was projected by him.
Su He laughed loudly. The green snake gritted its teeth in anger and bit his neck. With a crisp sound, it immediately retracted its head and coiled its head in the middle, shaking with pain.
Su He shook his head and chuckled. A stream of water fell on the green snake's head, moisturizing her. This was a new ability Su He discovered after being injured this time. The water flow he condensed had the effect of healing wounds.
Su He raised his head and let out a long chant towards the shore, where Feng Yaya was running wildly with the camel, Su Huanian was refining the elixir for Feng Yaya's next beast transformation, and at the same time Feng Yaya was slowly refining the evergreen stone milk.
The camel heard Su He's call, threw Feng Yaya on its back, and came over on the water. It snorted in front of Su He and tilted its head to look at him.
What? You want to play too? You can play but you can't cheat.
In the chasing game, the dragon turtle used his magical power to flash, which was so shameless.
Feng Yaya nodded quickly and raised both hands in agreement.
Su He chuckled and shook his head: "Recall the scene when you and Master separated."
The camel blinked, not understanding why, but did it anyway.
A picture formed in front of him.
On a grassland, there is a slovenly old Taoist priest. He holds a wine pot and takes a big gulp. A sound of swallowing saliva can be heard in the picture.
The photographer was greedy.
"Turtle, I want to leave you a message on the jade slip, but I'm afraid someone else will get it. I'm leaving you this way, I wonder if you can detect it - I think you can! You are a dragon turtle, you must be extraordinary!"
Su He raised his head.
He was just checking it out this way, and he didn't expect to see this picture.
The old Taoist reached out and touched the lens, probably stroking the camel.
"During this period, I have asked people to check the information of dragon turtles. It is rumored that dragon turtles can read people's memories. I think you should be able to do it too. I have decided to go north to the grassland and visit Gu Jingzhai."
"First, there is an opportunity for me to enter the Heavenly Realm. I can't hold you back. Second, I want to walk the path that the Master has walked."
He raised his head and stared straight at the screen, as if looking at Su He face to face: "Master, something is wrong!"
Taoist Ge frowned and said coldly, "He has been patient for three hundred years, suppressing the ghosts in prison, blocking Xuantian, and occupying Dongyun. He is indeed capable of doing all these things, and he does have the means to do so. But the master's talent for cultivation is only slightly better, and being able to enter the Heavenly Stage after a thousand years is already the limit. He can't reach the third Heavenly Stage after three hundred years - he can't even snatch Yaya's life source!"
Taoist Ge was extremely serious. Master Feng Yiju was his biological brother. He had watched Feng Yiju grow from a naked baby to where he is today and was very familiar with him.
"After the Qingyuan War, Elder Qiao and I advised him to give up Dongyun and leave here." Ge Laodao shook his head: "Dongyun is not a good place. Even if this generation has Feng Yiju and Su Huanian, they can stand firm against Xuantian, but it is sandwiched between Xuantian Sect and Yunmengze. How big is the hidden danger? What about the next generation, the next two generations? Who can guarantee that the sect masters of each generation will be talented and strategic?"
Taoist Ge was silent for a moment when he said this: "But Feng Yiju refused. As the head of the sect, he should plan for the long-term development of the sect. He would not let the sect be roasted in the alchemy cauldron. Doesn't Feng Yiju understand this?"
He shook his head and sneered: "Even if the sect cannot be moved lightly, it is possible to quietly establish a branch somewhere else to preserve the inheritance, but he still did not agree."
Ge Laodao slowly raised his head and looked at the screen, with some confusion and some pain: "Compared to Qingyuan, the leader seems to want to occupy Dongyun more."
Meng Xuan said that Dongyun was special, and her family usually didn't allow her to go to Dongyun. But I wonder if this is the reason
Su He was suspicious and would contact Meng Xuan to ask about the situation later. He thought while looking at the camel's memory screen.
Taoist Ge looked at the camel and said, "Feng Yiju had a chance encounter with Taibai Temple. He once crossed the river to the north to visit the ancient Jingzhai, the ancestral temple of Taibai Temple, but he did not reach it halfway and turned back. After returning, he began to forbear and plan. Something must have happened in the meantime."
Gu Jing Zhai is one of the ten great immortal sects in Xuanhuang Realm, and is the ancestral temple of Xuanhuang Buddhism. It is the same as Guiwang Mountain, the ancestral temple of Taoism. It is unknown, but has a high status.
In the picture, Ge Laodao continued: "The Great Ming King Demon Statue should also be brought back at that time."
He swallowed a mouthful of wine and looked at the screen seriously: "Ge Hong and the others are willing to sacrifice their bodies to refine the Great Ming King Demon Statue, which is full of doubts - they have already reached the limit of demon transformation. Instead of refining the Great Ming King Demon Statue, why don't they enter the Heavenly Stepping Realm themselves
During the battle of Qingyuan that day, the headmaster showed many ways to step into the sky, so there must be a complete inheritance! Besides, I also have it in Qingyuan. After Su Huanian opened the sky, he passed down the experience of stepping into the sky. With the talent of Ge Hong and others, there is a 60% to 70% chance that they can enter the sky. At most, we have to wait for a few decades. "
He had been patient for three hundred years, so why couldn't he wait a few more decades for his junior brothers and sisters to truly enter the Heavenly Realm? Instead, he let them refine the Great Ming King Demon Statue with their bodies, and they would have had Heavenly Realm combat power decades earlier, but they lost their lives in vain. What was the purpose
The start time of the Qingyuan War is completely controlled by Feng Yiju!
Taoist Ge looked at the screen, took another big gulp of wine, and then said to Su He seriously: "Turtle, I have never seen a dragon turtle, so I don't know how powerful it is. But you must remember, don't attack and kill Feng Yiju—he was killed once in the battle between the two worlds, but the Fenghuang World Tatian who killed him is now inseparable from him and is a close friend."
Ge Laodao thought for a moment, then smiled bitterly and shook his head: "He is not only a close friend, but also obeys Feng Yiju's every word! But he is clearly sane. You must remember that even if you become enemies with Feng Yiju one day, don't kill him. It's best to defeat the seal or borrow someone else's help!"
The cultivator's second level of the Star Fate Realm is the envy of all the divine beasts. He entrusts his life to the void and can be resurrected after death.
After saying this, Ge Laodao was silent for half a quarter of an hour, just drinking wine, and finally said: "If one day, I will take the initiative to refine the Great Ming King Demon Statue and kill me!"
With his personality, he would never do such a thing. If he took the initiative to do it, he would not be himself anymore.
The scene turns cruel here. Ge Laodao catches the camel and beats it up, driving it away.
But I don't know why I do this.
The second chapter has fewer words, because the kid at home has a high fever. I kept looking at it, and it was too hard to write.
The update should be normal tomorrow. I will take the opportunity to write when I am watching the kids in the middle of the night.
(End of this chapter)