"Master, wait a moment." Ling Yuzi called to Daoming Daoist.
Daoming always loved his youngest disciple, he smiled and said, "Is there anything else?"
Ling Yuzi hesitated for a moment, and said: "Master, you, can you take Tan Yu lightly, he is still a child! We will definitely educate him in the future."
Hearing the words Tan Yu, Dao Ming's complexion suddenly darkened, and he said lightly, "I will take care of his affairs. You just need to cultivate yourself." Riding the flying sword into the sky, it turned into a blue light and cast it towards the peak.
Real Daoming passed through the clouds and fog, and landed on the top of Moyun Peak. He thought to himself, within three days, that kid should have woken up. How should I tell him? While thinking, he has stepped into his own Moyun cave.
His whole body trembled violently, Daoming Daoist stood blankly at the entrance of the cave, unable to utter a word. The mess in front of him made him feel like he was dreaming. He rubbed his little eyes vigorously and looked carefully, but the scene before him still didn't change. Daoming's fat body trembled even more, and the blue light of his bodyguard fluctuated unsteadily. He looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "Who, who ruined my hard work for a hundred years. My poor flowers and plants! You died so miserable Ah!" Dao Ming, who was always strict in front of his disciples, burst into tears like a child after seeing all the plants and trees he planted so hard were destroyed.
After a while, the crying stopped, and Daoming's thoughts turned rapidly. He thought, when he left, he had already set a strong restriction on Moyun Peak, even if a master with a higher level of cultivation than himself came here, once the restriction was triggered, he would know immediately. However, when he was protecting Ling Tongzi, he didn't feel any sign of it. There can only be one explanation for this, the flowers and plants were destroyed by people on Moyun Peak, but there is only one person here. After figuring everything out, Daoming Daoming yelled sadly: "Spittoon, you bastard, come out to me." After shouting this sentence, Daoming suddenly trembled, as if thinking of something, his body rushed into the stone room like a hurricane among.
"Wow." A mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, Daoming looked at the opened secret passage, his body was already on the verge of collapse, in his heart, he already understood what happened, and a cold voice squeezed out from the gap between his teeth, "Spittoon, you You are so ruthless, you actually ruined all my things so desperately." With the last ounce of hope, Daoist Daoming walked down the stairs step by step.
Looking at the fragments of jade boxes and porcelain vases all over the ground in front of him, and at the distorted wooden box, Daoming's last hope was also shattered. He trembled and said: "I, my thousand-year-old blood snow ginseng! My century-old dicontinuum! My poor Qingzhenwan! You, you are all finished, all finished. Everything is finished." With a plop, Daoming Daoist The fat body suddenly fell to the ground, twitching slightly. His dull eyes accidentally fell on the ancient painting in the middle of the wall, and the obese body that had just fallen suddenly bounced up at a disproportionate speed, and carefully opened the ancient painting, revealing the hidden cabinet behind, and a gourd appeared before his eyes. As if seeing a treasure, Daoming hugged the gourd into his arms, and murmured: "Baby, my dear, fortunately, fortunately, you are still here." If Hai Long was awake, he would definitely be able to recognize it. Well, the one held in his arms by Daoming Daoist like a pearl and a treasure was the gourd that the weirdo gave him that day.
Turning around, Hai Long, who was lying in the corner, came into Dao Ming's sight, and his anger surged to an unprecedented level. He stepped beside Hai Long in one step, and his fat hands held a strong blue light without hesitation. Slap down on the top of Hailong's head. If this palm full of mana really hits, Hai Long will be turned into a puddle of flesh.
In the blink of an eye, the words "Golden Eyes and Fire Eyes" flashed through Daoming's heart like lightning. The gleaming blue palm abruptly stopped three inches above Hai Long's head. Daoming Daoist's face turned red and turned white, and with a wow, he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood. Thinking of the weird man in the group of monkeys, he rationally told him that he must not hurt the kid in front of him at all.
"Oh my God! Why, why am I so unlucky to accept a grandson? Could it be that he is a magic star sent by heaven to punish me?" Sitting down beside Hai Long, Master Daoming panted violently. The spirit was so stimulated, and he vomited blood three more times, he had already hurt his vitality.
Hai Long's face was blood red, as if blood was about to drip from under his skin, and his breathing was abnormally heavy. Sitting beside him, Daoist Daoming could clearly feel the heat emanating from his body. With a heartbeat, Daoming lost his voice and said: "Good boy, he won't eat all my treasures. Even if I am, it is impossible to digest so many treasures!" He pulled Hai Long's wrist , Dominic confirmed his idea. In Hai Long's body, dozens of powerful air currents were surging, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling. If it were an ordinary person, he would have already exploded and died. But the strange thing is that the meridians in Hai Long's body are extremely tough, no matter how the raging airflow impacts them, they can only circulate in the meridians and cannot break out of the body. This kind of situation is unheard of by Daoming. Driven by curiosity, he carefully inserted his mana into Hai Long's body. As soon as the mana entered his body, Daoming suddenly felt a strong resistance, as if the more than ten streams of air in Hai Long's body had found a vent, they frantically rushed towards the mana he had input. His whole body trembled, and Daoming let go of his hand immediately. But Hai Long seemed to be extremely uncomfortable, and frowned.
Daoming knew that he couldn't solve the mystery in his heart. If he wanted to dissolve the huge aura in Hai Long's body, he would at least need a master of cultivation like his master Tianshi Zhenren. But Master Tianshi has now retreated to repair his own Tianshi, only that person, yes, only that person can save this kid's life.
Daoming let out a long sigh, glared at Hai Long bitterly, and said angrily: "It's your life." Reluctantly, he carried Hai Long on his shoulders, and he flew out of Moyun Cave Mansion, driving his flying sword towards the monkey Go where the crowd lives. With Daoming's cultivation base, such a short distance can only be reached in a blink of an eye, the blue light is falling, and the chirping monkeys are clearly heard in his ears.
Daoming brought Hai Long here, and Little Witty was the first to discover it. Seeing Hai Long's comatose appearance, he immediately became irritable. After a few ups and downs, he had already thrown himself in front of Daoming Daoming, screaming non-stop.
"Put him on the ground. I already know everything." An old and deep voice sounded, and the strange man appeared in front of Daoming.
Daoming saluted with a bitter face: "Senior." He knew that in this Lianyun Seventy-two Peaks, there was no corner that could escape the strange man's clairvoyance.
The strange man nodded and said: "Hai Long is really naughty, this time he was wrong. Thank you for being merciful in time. I can only save him once in Jietian Square with my divine power."
Daoming thought to himself, could the actions of his bastard disciple be explained by the word naughty? If it wasn't for you, even if I didn't cut him into pieces, I would have made him suffer a lot, my poor baby!
As if sensing Daoming’s dissatisfaction, the man said, “You don’t have to feel too sad about those fairy grasses, I’ll make up for all your losses. From now on, you’ll come to me to pick up gourds once a month from now on.” , for five consecutive months, it should be worth those treasures of yours."
Daoming's whole body shook, and he was overjoyed at once, all the gloom in his heart disappeared in an instant, he fell to his knees with a plop, and said excitedly: "Thank you, thank you, senior."
The weirdo waved his hand, and Daoming's body was supported by an invisible energy, "You don't need to thank me. I'm just paying off the debt for this kid."
Daoming hastily said: "Of course, of course. How can my mortal things compare to your immortal products, senior? In the future, if Daoming achieves something, it is all thanks to the gift of senior. Senior, it's just that I don't understand that Tan Yu is just me. Zong is an ordinary disciple who has just started, why do you treat him so well?"
The strange man sighed softly, and said: "Maybe this is fate. Some things are already predestined by fate. I can remind you of one thing. In fact, Hai Long is not the magic star you hit, on the contrary, he is your destiny." He is the lucky star here. Whether you can get the Dao in the future, he is the key."
Daoming's whole body was shocked, his small eyes widened, and he lost his voice: "How is this possible? Am I still lighthearted by him?"
The strange man said indifferently: "Don't just blame others for how they treat you, you should also reflect on yourself. Like Tianshi, you have a good disposition, but you have too much anger, which leads to slow progress in cultivation. I can't reveal the secret too much. Whether you can seize the opportunity or not depends on yourself."
Daoming took a deep breath, he knew that it was impossible for a weirdo to speak nonsense, he glanced at Hai Long on the ground, and said, "Tan Yu has eaten so many treasures from heaven and earth, and has too much energy in his body, is there something wrong? "
The strange man said: "Everything is fate. The cause planted today will be the fruit in the future. Whether it is a blessing or a disaster, he will have to bear it in the future. As for his life, you can rest assured that this son is blessed by fate." It is deep, and it has been repaired by me the day after tomorrow. Even if no one cares about him, after sleeping for a hundred years, he can absorb all kinds of spiritual energy in his body. Today you have lost your vitality. After you go back, take a sip of the contents of the gourd and retreat It takes ten days to make the realm not retreat. Go."
Daoming nodded, and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior. Daoming is taking his leave."
The strange man said: "Although the spiritual things eaten by Hai Long are irreversible, the fairy grass you planted in Moyun Cave Mansion already has fairy roots, and you only need a drop of what I gave you to restore life. Be careful Care, its efficacy will not change. Go."
Daoist Daoming's state of mind finally returned to normal. After bowing deeply to the strange man, he didn't say anything more, and disappeared into the sky with his flying sword.
The strange man watched Daoming leave, nodded lightly, and said to himself: "This kid Daoming still has some roots of wisdom, and he will become a great tool in the future. Hai Long! You are indeed my happy fruit. After so many years , I have never been so happy as today." Bending down, the strange man held Hai Long in his arms and walked towards the huge rock. Courtship, I really have you, maybe you really have a fairy fate."
I don't know how long it took, Hai Long slowly woke up from his deep sleep, and there was a warm feeling all over his body, he felt as if he had slept for a long time. When I opened my eyes, I found that I was among the monkeys, and the clear pool next to it was still there, and the water surface remained at the original height without any increase or decrease. And his body was soaked in the familiar stone basin, the water in the basin was transparent. The scenes before the deep sleep were constantly reflected in front of his eyes, Hai Long murmured: "I, am I dreaming?"
"No, you are not dreaming, everything is real." The old man's voice rang in his ears.
Hai Long stepped out of the water basin, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and a strange man in a cloak appeared beside the water pool, but his back was still facing him.
"Senior, you must have saved me, right? Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have been beaten to death by that fat Daoming. You have saved me several times, how should I thank you?"
The strange man said indifferently: "There is nothing to be thankful for, it's all fate. In fact, Daoming is not as bad as you imagined, but your preconceived ideas are too strong, so you are so hostile to him. Remember, if you want to be successful in cultivating immortals, You must achieve the state where your heart is like a mirror, free from dust. Hey, your realm is still growing faster!"
Hearing the weird man's inexplicable words, Hai Long asked suspiciously: "Senior, isn't it good that my realm has improved so quickly?"
The weird man said: "You will understand later. Hai Long, do you know how long you have been asleep?"
Hai Long shook his head and said: "It seems to have slept for a long time, could it be three days? This sleep is very comfortable, and the whole body seems to be full of strength."
The strange man suddenly laughed, "Three days? You underestimate your sleep skills too much. You have been sleeping for nearly three years, a full thousand days. Let's see how your body changes."
Hai Long was startled, a thousand days, how is this possible? He lowered his head and looked at himself, his skin was as translucent as beautiful jade, and the precious light flowed under the skin, and when he gently pressed it with his hands, it was full of elasticity. The strangest thing was that the thing between his legs was much larger than before, and it was surrounded by a dense black forest. The muscles in the body seem to be stronger. And it seems that it has grown a lot, as if it has grown into an adult overnight. Hai Long murmured: "Three years, it's been three years, so I'm almost eighteen years old. Now I understand what it means to be without a child in the mountains! It's really amazing."
"Well, it has indeed been three years. You have changed a lot in three years. Although you have been sleeping for three years, you are more focused than ordinary cultivators, and the results you get are better. That day you The heaven, material and earth treasures eaten in Moyun Cave Mansion have also been completely absorbed. You can check your own realm."