Su He felt that he might be born to be a hard worker. He didn't know why, but ever since he swallowed the Demon-Transforming Fruit, he had been busy. It was only when he was at the Phoenix Tomb that he could truly rest.
He lamented about his turtle life, while Baiyin, who was standing beside him, curled his lips in disdain: "Tsk! You're a fake turtle!"
If you are not a real turtle, how can you experience the joy of turtle life? The laziness and comfort of lying on the seabed without even turning over is hard to control just thinking about.
She looked at him with contempt, suddenly turned around and reached forward, almost poking Su He in the face.
Su He was startled: "What?"
Baiyin tilted her head, as if thinking. But she looked more playful: "I always feel like there's a thief spying on me! But I can't catch him..."
This feeling carries the breath of time, as if someone is peeking at the traces of time.
Bai Ze Tower
Is someone watching her through Bai Ze Tower and across time
I will catch this generation of Bai Ze and beat him up! It is rumored that Bai Ze is the historian of the ancient heaven. As long as each generation of Bai Ze reaches the seventh level of Kaitian, he can inherit this position.
There are few things in the universe that Bai Ze doesn't know. But Su He's matter is too important. It shouldn't be made public.
Bai Ze deserves a beating, so let's give him a beating and then discuss how to deal with him. At least when the little brother travels through time and space and lands in ancient times, his name cannot be on the Bai Ze list!
The moment Su He's consciousness appeared, Bai Yin basically judged Su He's combat strength. This guy's foundation is not weak, and he is definitely the best among the four spirits. It's easy for him to get on the Bai Ze list.
Baiyin put away the fishing rod, froze a few prawns with a flick of his finger, put them behind the fishing rod, took Su He's hand and walked out.
Toad got a small package from somewhere and walked out carrying a bag of shrimp meat.
On its back is a giant shrimp containing spatial power, which cannot be put into the pocket on its abdomen, otherwise the spatial power will change and its taste will change completely.
It jumped and flashed behind the two of them, just like a pet in an online game that would never fall behind.
The flashing toad jumped and asked, "Baiyun Palace is the territory of the Immortal Lord. Can the Immortal Lord grant me a privilege so that Turtle can use my spatial magical power in it? I always feel that I will be targeted when I go back this time."
Su He occupied an entire hall!
A dragon turtle that can't use the magic machine is not a good dragon turtle. A dragon turtle that can use the magic machine, combat power x2
Without even turning his head, Bai Yin drew a talisman in the air with his finger and landed it on the toad's forehead: "This is a gift from Baiyun Palace."
She didn't want an empty house! What she hated most was a palace that contained people. If it weren't for the experiment, she wouldn't even have Baiyun Palace.
The world is so big, why should you confine yourself to one place
Running recklessly in the heavy rain, swimming with wild ducks, competing with wild horses, sleeping in the clouds when tired, or robbing birds' nests, or even drilling into bird eggs to let the adult birds hatch them once, and flying away on the clouds the moment the shells break, making the mother bird doubt the existence of birds. Isn't it interesting
She took Su He's hand and rushed out of the desert into the grassland, seemingly wandering aimlessly. Sometimes she lay on the ground watching dung beetles rolling dung balls, and sometimes she pulled Su He to lie on the grass and look at the starry sky.
“Once I smash the drum and knife above my head, I will take everyone in the entire Xuanhuang World to watch the stars together!” Baiyin glanced at the stone drum above his head and snorted.
Toad leaned over and asked: "The Yuanzun clan, are they really that powerful?"
Bai Yin chuckled and said, "Besides me and Tan Tai, there are also the Four Direction Immortal Lords, the Demon Race Emperor, the Four Spiritual Beasts, and the entire Xuan Huang World. Yet, they are being held at their own doorstep. Do you think they are powerful?"
Toad was silent for a while: "But I heard that Xuanhuang World was once the first world in the heavens."
Bai Yin said as a matter of course: "Of course, if it is not the First World, how could it be regarded as a thorn in the eyes of the Yuanzun clan? Xuanhuang preached to the heavens and all worlds, this is what the Yuanzun clan cannot accept."
She spoke with some pride.
Toad looked at the drum and knife above his head, at the turtle shell and the willow tree, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Such an existence is much more domineering than the Fenghuang Palace. At least there is no existence in the Fenghuang Palace that can suppress the entire Xuanhuang Realm.
"What are those turtle shells and willow trees up there?" Toad asked in a low voice.
Bai Yin pulled his gaze back from the starry sky and landed on the transparent tortoise shell: "The tortoise shell is Dishan's treasure, and the willow tree is the body of the demon clan emperor."
The toad's eyes suddenly widened: "Can a willow tree become a demon?"
Bai Yin was startled and asked curiously, "Why can't a willow tree become a demon?"
Toad was silent for a while: "So, there is no demon fruit at this moment? All living things can become demons?"
Bai Yin blinked, her eyes full of desire for knowledge: "So there are still restrictions on becoming a demon in the future?" She asked, and suddenly waved her hand: "Don't say it, don't say it!"
There are six ears outside the law. Once you tell someone something, it may not be known to others. The wilderness is not a place to talk.
I don't like discussing these things. Baiyin suddenly pulled Su He up and said, "There's a big city ahead. I'll take you to the night market!"
Without saying anything, she pulled Su He and ran forward. Sure enough, within a hundred miles, a big city appeared.
It was really a big city, not less in size than the capital of the Fenghuang World, and even more lively. Especially without the oppression of the Fenghuang Capital's military formation, it was even more free here.
There are hundred-foot-high dangerous buildings, scattered here and there, there are high towers and markets. At this moment, the lights are bright, and torches and candles illuminate the night market.
"It's so good to be a mortal!" Baiyin danced and envied. Mortals can't see the big drum in the sky, nor the tortoise shell that supports the sky. Although they only live for a hundred years, they are happy.
There are sorrows and pains, joys and happiness. This is life.
"Craftsman, draw a portrait!" Bai Yin pulled Su He to a painting stall, sat on a chair with her body sideways, and pulled Su He behind her. She held Su He's hand and put it in front of Xiu's shoulder.
The painter swallowed the biscuit in a hurry, picked up the brush and ink and turned around: "Okay! Sir and Madam, please wait a moment, I can paint very quickly!"
The painter was covered in ink dots and looked unkempt, but his temperament carried the charm of a painter, which made people trust him at first sight.
He tilted his head and looked at Su He and Bai Yin. After a long look, he suddenly looked at Su He with a smile on his face: "This young master rarely accompanies his wife out, right?"
Su He was stunned and wanted to say that the painter had misunderstood, but in the end he did not say anything and just nodded.
Not to mention Bai Yin, whom he met for the first time, even for Su Huanian and Ji Feixue, Su He hardly ever accompanied them out. He mostly stayed at Changyue Mansion or practiced in the suppression land.
The painter smiled and pointed to his eyes: "I can see that you must be busy with your career."
The painter believed in his own eyes. Although the young couple was very bold and dared to hold hands in the crowd, it was obvious that the young man was a little bit restrained.
This is what husband and wife are like. The wife is alone at home, seemingly serving her parents-in-law and doing needlework. But in fact, her work is boring. She misses her husband when she walks and when she sits.
Her husband always lives in her mind, so even when her husband is studying away and they haven't seen each other for three or five years, they are still close to each other.
When men are away, they go to brothels, pleasure boats, or go on outings to meet friends. They linger elsewhere and may even forget what their wives look like after being away for a few days.
The painter shook his head and covered his eyes with a piece of black cloth. He did not look at the drawing paper, but just based on his observations, he painted from his heart, splashing ink and writing with his brush. After a moment... he stopped!
His face turned pale, and he suddenly realized that he couldn't paint anymore. The young couple's appearance was clearly in his mind, but he couldn't paint it no matter what.
It was an extremely awkward feeling, like there was a word on the tip of my tongue but I couldn't think of it.
No, it's more than that. The young couple's appearance is clear, but the brushstrokes seem to be weighed down by thousands of pounds, and he can't even hold the brush to paint. It seems that the world will suppress him as soon as he draws a stroke.
The painter breathed rapidly and tore off the cloth on his face, but there was nothing in front of him. The young couple had disappeared.
The painter was stunned for a while, looking at the pedestrians in the night market who didn't notice anything unusual, his face showing worry and surprise at turns.
What I encountered today was either a ghost or a god.
He was stunned for a long while before he murmured, "Sir, a mansion is no match for my lovely wife. Instead of lingering on external things, it is better to accompany my wife... Don't wait until you can't accompany her and regret it..."
In the distance, Bai Yin, who was pulling Su He away, burst out laughing.
Su He looked helpless: "Sister, did you do something bad?"
Baiyin shook his head and smiled happily: "That guy almost became my apprentice in his previous life, but was beaten to death because of me. I managed to send him to reincarnation, but he gave up his immortal cultivation in this life and became a mortal painter."
Bai Yin danced briskly, pulling Su He, jumping backwards face to face with him, and even made Su He jog, saying playfully: "You know you are special. With you, you will leave a mark in his heart. Sooner or later, he will be able to break through the barrier and embark on the road again."
Su He shook his head and chuckled. Is this the Immortal Lord? He can influence others with just a casual arrangement
The painter's painting is not drawn on paper, but engraved in the heart!
Baiyin held Suhe's hand with his left hand, and took out a string of candied haws from somewhere with his right hand. He jumped and ate them, immersed in the fun.
The night market here is bustling with jugglers, performers, and girls throwing handkerchiefs...
Su He accompanied her as she strolled around, but his eyes were looking towards the darkness on the street. That was not the night market, as it was pitch dark at the moment.
Baiyin had replaced the candied haws in her hand with sesame candy, and she leaned close to Su He: "What? Are you cynical? Are you so fragile?"
The street was pitch black, but in the darkness there was a boy of eight or nine years old, kneeling in front of a collapsed house, crying heart-wrenchingly.
The girl in front of him, who was slightly older than him, was already dead.
Bai Yin pointed her hand and a picture appeared in front of her, as if time had gone back, showing everything about the boy in reverse.
The story was simple. The two children fought with wits and courage and escaped from the matchmaker. But because of the boy's negligence, he failed to hide well, and the two fell into the hands of a group of beggars.
There was no melodramatic plot, the girl was just cut and died. The boy took advantage of Hanako's fight for territory, bit the rope, stole the girl's body and ran away.
"Sister, can ordinary people also be reincarnated?" Su He asked softly.
Baiyin shook his head: "If Heaven still exists, it is possible. But Heaven no longer exists, and the soul is not enough to reincarnate."
Su He wondered, "But, these two people have been reincarnated!"
Si Ze, Zong Sunye...
I don't know why, but I recognized them at a glance. They were the previous lives of the ill-fated couple.
I wonder if Uncle Lei succeeded in gathering the mountain god
Aren't these two born to be enemies? Are they born to clash? Especially Si Ze, who is being hunted every time they meet.
This time it’s good, I’m dead!
"Acquaintance?" Bai Ling blinked: "Then... because I helped them?" As she spoke, she had already pulled Su He to their side.
As she pointed her finger, an illusory shadow floated out from the girl's body. With a light touch from Baiyin, it turned into a golden round bead. Several talismans fell on the golden bead, and the golden bead suddenly became illusory. She flicked it and shot it to an unknown place.
Then he turned and raised his eyebrows towards Su He.
In the past three thousand years, he tried every means to gather Su He's true spirit and help him reincarnate. But the Su He who came through was just a mortal! He was dead and just a corpse.
Over the past three thousand years, Baiyin has reached the pinnacle of research on mortal souls. Assisting a recently deceased soul to reincarnate is extremely easy.
"What about this? Do you want to help him reincarnate as well?" Bai Yin looked at the boy, eager to try. Although he was still alive, it didn't matter. He could just stab him to death. Just consider it as helping his cousin.
Su He: “…”
“Stop it!”
The boy was stunned to see a man and a woman suddenly appearing in front of him. The woman pointed and a transparent woman floated out of her body. Then she turned into a bead and flew away.
"Fairy, fairy... Fairy?!" The boy burst into tears: "Fairy Lord, please save my sister. It's me who hurt her. I didn't hide well and my sister was caught. I didn't hide well... Take my life in exchange for my sister!"
He was crying loudly, and half of his teeth were gone. He broke his teeth when he bit the rope.
"Shh!" Su He tapped his mouth: "The dead cannot be resurrected, but I have a way to let you see her again."
The boy looked up suddenly.
Su He said: "She has reincarnated and will come back in the future. If you want to see her, practice. If you live long enough, you will be able to see her."
The boy's eyes lit up, and he knelt on the ground with a plop: "Master, Master! What is cultivation?"
Not everyone knows this word.
"Learn the skills and become a god." Su He said concisely.
The boy was stunned for a moment, and looked at Su He in astonishment: "Master, you want to teach me the magic of the gods?"
"Almost!" Su He smiled and said, "I will teach you your magic, and you help me do something."
The boy nodded immediately. Being a god didn't matter. He was willing to do anything as long as he could see his sister again.
He said hurriedly: "Master, tell me, as long as I can see my sister, I will do anything!"
Su He said in a deep voice: "After you learn the skills, help me guard a piece of... forbidden land! Don't let anyone destroy it."
Although he didn't understand, the boy nodded immediately without any hesitation.
Su He smiled and said, "Don't rush to agree. It's snowy there all year round, and life is very difficult. And... from what I've seen, you have an ordinary talent. Even if you practice, you may not be able to see your sister in this life. Maybe you will have to wait until the next life."
Even for several lifetimes!
With Su He's powerful spiritual sense at the moment, he could tell his talent at a glance.
I don’t understand, but it sounds like we’ll see each other again in the future? The boy raised his head stubbornly: “I’m not afraid of the cold!”
What's so scary about the difficulty of living in ice and snow
The coldest time was the rainy night when he escaped from the matchmaker. He was almost frozen to death. But when his sister held him, he was no longer cold in her arms. The coldest day has passed, so why should he still be afraid of ice and snow
"Okay!" Su He let out a long sigh: "What do you want to learn? Swordsmanship? Formation? Magic?"
Su He dared to say this now. The previous owner of Changyue Mansion left behind many classics, and even some casually created exercises. Although Su He had never practiced such things, he had a strong spiritual sense and could remember everything he saw.
Many of them can directly reach the Heaven-stepping Realm.
The boy looked up. He didn't understand any of that, but he knew what he wanted: "Is there a way to make others invisible to me?"
If he hadn't been discovered because he didn't hide well, my sister wouldn't have been tortured to death.
Su He was silent for a while: "Yes!"
Not only that, Su He also has the copyright. In Bai Ling's small world, he practiced with Su Huanian for a long time. Su Huanian created a kind of invisibility skill based on his "Snow Hidden" magical power. It is much more exquisite than the ordinary invisibility technique.
Body shape, breath, perception... everything can be hidden.
Moreover, the root of the technique is Snow Hidden. In the world of ice and snow, the effect can be further enhanced. Before stepping into the sky, even if it is several small realms higher, it is difficult to detect.
"I'll learn this!" The boy's eyes lit up immediately.
"Okay!" Su He agreed, pointed his halberd finger at the center of Bai Yin's brow to draw out his spiritual consciousness, and landed it on the center of Bai Yin's brow: "I'm not in the right state now. If I'm not careful, my spiritual consciousness will explode his mind. Sister, help me pass it to him in order."
Bai Yin smiled, glanced at the boy, and then transmitted Su He's divine thoughts to the boy's mind. It was not a sudden burst, but a trickle of water. Otherwise, a little boy could not bear such a large amount of information.
Su He said in a deep voice: "First learn the skills, then the various magics. If you can walk step by step to the place I marked, the invisibility technique will be unsealed, and you can practice it."
His divine thought contained many things, including the location of the small world where the Zhenwu Divine Tablet was located.
Baiyin smiled, drew a talisman in the air and placed it on the boy's palm: "There is only one of this talisman, you can pass it down from generation to generation."
A cultivator at the seventh level of Heavenly Stepping could only live for tens of millions of years, and would not live to the same age as his cousin. If nothing unexpected happened, this boy would create a sect and pass it down from generation to generation.
She saw that the boy had a clear and bright aura and was not a treacherous person. He should be able to complete the request from his cousin.
And it should be completed well. My cousin said that the divine tablet has turned into a visualization picture in the future.
The boy nodded solemnly, clenched his fist, turned around, picked up the girl and walked north.
Su He blinked and looked at Bai Yin: "He just left like that? I wanted to ask my sister from the same clan for some resources for him."
Bai Yin sneered and laughed: "Let's go! This little guy doesn't have a short life span, so even if he goes through hardships, nothing will happen to him."
She pulled Su He and ran out of the city, heading south.
In the night market, the Toad who was eating heartily looked at the man and woman who were leaving in astonishment.
I, was forgotten
It fell silent. It took a big bite of chicken with resentment and turned to look at the old turtle soup next to it. Its eyes sparkled.
Su He was pulled by Bai Yin and ran out of the city.
Baiyin seemed to have had enough fun, laughing and hurrying on. The environment changed with every step. Finally, he settled down in a strange place.
As soon as he landed, Su He felt relaxed and happy. It wasn't because of the abundant spiritual energy in this place, but... it made him feel extremely comfortable.
There are mountains and water, and in the water there is a dragon turtle swimming leisurely.
The ancestral land of the dragon turtle, with mountains and water!
Sorry, something happened and I can't update until this time. I can't write the second chapter either. I can write for more than an hour, but I can't finish the second chapter. I can write more than 2,000 words at most. I'll save it until tomorrow. That way I'll have half a chapter saved, and I can update on time tomorrow. And I can't update more in the next two days, I have to start writing the words I owe on the 10th.
In the next two days, I can only guarantee the basic update of 10,000 times.
I'm really sorry, there's something going on. It's really something going on. But it's not convenient to explain... Please forgive me once~~
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