Yeling fairy peak, under the koi pond.
Qian Qing sat a little far away from Lin Zichu, meditating and practicing to get used to Yuan Ying's cultivation.
After a few days of painstaking practice, his aura became stronger and more refined, and the spiritual energy in his body moved more smoothly.
Therefore, Qianqing divided her mind and probed into the place where Fulong lived between her foreheads, trying to communicate with Fulong.
It's a pity that although Fulong showed a very affectionate look to Qianqing, but for some reason, he never said a word again.
On this day, Qianqing sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a spirit stone in her hand, constantly absorbing the spirit energy into her body, compressing it, and circulating it along the meridians of her body.
Practice is a boring thing, most of the time you have to accumulate like this, you can't see the obvious results, only through thick accumulation can you cultivate the right way.
Qian Qing seemed to be impatient and impatient, but it was strange that when asked to sit cross-legged to meditate quietly, he never refused because of irritability.
Qianqing is not lazy, but Fulong beside him is not necessarily so.
I saw Fulong walking around Qianqing constantly, seeing Qianqing ignoring him, Fulong's eyes obviously showed impatience.
It circled around, suddenly raised its head, and arched Qianqing's elbow with its huge faucet.
If anyone else is here, they will be shocked by Fulong's acting like a baby at this moment.Is this still the most ferocious and unrecognizable beast Fulong in the legend?
Qian Qing was unmoved, because he had gotten used to it these days.
"Roar!"
Deliberately yelling into Qianqing's ear.
"Stop making trouble." Even though Fulong lowered his voice, Qianqing still felt a numb eardrum.
He closed his eyes and fumbled in his sleeves.After a while, he took out a golden bell turtle, which was Fulong's favorite food.
Fu Long was very excited, and leaned forward, his saliva dripping on the ground.
Hearing a sound of gobbling, Fulong was not satisfied, and kept attacking Qianqing with his tail, sharp claws, and fangs, trying to interfere with his practice.
Even though it was an attack, his actions were very measured, and they were all stuck at the critical point where Qianqing felt pain and crisis.Let him not ignore it, so that he can't concentrate on practicing.
In this way, going back and forth several times, Qianqing couldn't help opening her eyes, and said angrily:
"What's wrong? It's so annoying today!"
Seeing Qianqing sternly yelling, Fulong was not afraid at all, it let out a soft growl in its throat, triumphantly, suddenly swam its body vigorously, and moved closer to Qianqing's side.
Qian Qing raised her fist and wanted to hit him, but before she could strike, she was stunned.
All because he found that Fulong's swimming movements became extremely slow, as if to show something.
Qian Qing took a closer look and couldn't help but let out a soft "Huh".
Among the countless silver-white scales of Fulong, on the back of the neck, there is a dragon scale shining with golden light, which is particularly eye-catching.
And the direction of Fulong's swimming also shows that it is trying its best to show Qianqing this unique dragon scale.
"..."
Qianqing hesitated for a moment, and reached out to touch gently.
Before the hand touched, Fulong's tail slapped over with a "snap", knocking Qianqing's hand aside.
Qianqing's arm turned red and swollen high, he was so angry that he wanted to grab Fulong's beard.
At this moment, Fu Long turned his head sharply, pointed at his golden dragon scale, and grabbed it hard.
Only the sound of "stab" was heard, and a piece of bloody dragon scale was torn off neatly and held in Fulong's mouth.
Qian Qing's expression changed suddenly, and she shouted, "What are you doing?!"
Rushing forward, seeing the blood spray on the back of Fulong's neck, he subconsciously raised his hand to cover it.
However, when Qianqing's hand stretched forward, Fulong's head also made an attacking posture, aiming at Qianqing's palm.
If it was before, Qian Qing would definitely withdraw her hand and take precautions.
But for some reason, Qianqing suddenly had an inexplicable sense of trust in this vicious looking little dragon in just one month's time before the Martial Arts Competition ended.
Believe that it will not hurt yourself, because in this world, both of them have no father and no mother, and only the other party has been by their side since birth.
don't hide!
Qianqing didn't retreat with her right hand, and quickly stepped forward.
Fulong closed his mouth and aimed at Qianqing's palm.
When she met Qianqing, her kisses opened and closed, and with a grunt, something fell into Qianqing's palm.
Qianqing couldn't help being stunned.
It was a whole body of golden Fulong scales, stained with blood, exuding an astonishing aura.
"you……"
Qian Qing didn't move, she stared at the Dragon Scale in her hand with wide eyes.
Fu Long let out a roar, swam his body, and slowly landed on Qian Qing.
My shoulders are heavy, and my body hurts from the pressure.
But Qianqing didn't want to throw Fulong down at all, he turned his head and looked into Fulong's eyes.
Still cold and ferocious, without emotion.
But Qianqing seems to be able to see Fulong's flattery and intimacy.
His palms slowly closed, tightly holding the scales in his hand.
According to legend, the young Fulong's body was silver and white, and when it became an adult, its body turned into golden scales.
This kind of scales contains extremely strong spiritual power, mixed with the blood of the flaming crane, it can neutralize the disadvantages of the cold dragon lying on the snow.
In the solution to Lin Zichu's physical problems left by the old fairy Deng Lin to Qianqing, it is written that the dragon scales mixed with blood are golden scales.
And the only crouching dragon in this world is the little dragon on his forehead, which is still young with only silver dragon scales.
Countless nights, Qianqing woke up from her dream.
Thinking of Lin Zichu's physical problems, he felt flustered, because he didn't know whether Yinlin could replace Jinlin and cure Lin Zichu.
But today, when Fulong put the torn scales into Qianqing's palm, Qianqing's eye sockets became hot all of a sudden.
This little dragon is his natal beast, and his heart and soul depend on each other without any gap.
Even Amao is not as closely connected with himself as it is.
It knows what Qianqing cares about and worries about.
"you……"
Qianqing's mind was agitated, she breathed heavily, coughed twice, and forced herself to calm down.
He gently stroked Fulong's forehead with his hand.
The left hand went down, pressing down on the silver forehead point in the middle of his forehead.
There is a dot between Qianqing's forehead, shining with silver light.
If you get closer, you will find that the silver lights are two intersecting chains.Accompanied by the frequency of Qianqing's breathing, the silver chain continued to exude a suppressive spirit, forming a formation to block the backlash of the crouching dragon between the foreheads.
At this time, Qianqing gathered her left hand together, and gently pinched the middle of the silver chain with five fingers.
Then, give it a hard pull!
Severe pain rushed into his mind, as strong as Qianqing, and he couldn't help moaning.
Dazzling silver light burst out from between Qian Qing's forehead, the light seemed to be able to breathe, continuously inhaling and exhaling.Within half a circle around Qianqing's body, the vast spiritual pressure almost shattered the space.
"I should have thought earlier, this spine..."
The veins in Qianqing's left hand bulged, and her whole body trembled under the pain, but she did not hesitate in her movements.
"no need."
After saying this, Qian Qing blatantly tore off the fairy master's spine from between his foreheads!
Fulong let out a roar, the sound waves vibrated, and went straight to the sky.
Since then, free again.
The vast world, let it roam.
ten days later.
The fairy peaks in the wild mountains, beside the koi pond.
A boy in red suddenly opened his eyes.
He is handsome, tall and thin, with a silver point on his forehead.
Although the silver point is small, it is engraved with the pattern of Fulong, which is lifelike, even the beard is very lifelike.
If you look carefully, the small Fulong pattern is still changing.
One moment he was still curled up in a sound sleep, and the next second he turned over and turned his head away from everyone.
The young man in red was sitting cross-legged on the ground, but with a clap of his right hand, he got up and moved forward.
Suddenly hearing the sound of water, a white shadow jumped out of the pool, splashing water everywhere.
The person who jumped out was Lin Zichu.
He saw that his face was pale and his expression was weak.
As soon as Fang jumped out of the pool, he was about to fall down.
Qian Qing hurriedly took a step forward, hugged him in her arms, and at the same time took off her shirt to cover Lin Zichu's icy body.
"Cangshu, how are you? Are you in good health?"
"Cough cough..."
Lin Zichu coughed twice, facing Qianqing, with cold water all over his face, he smiled with difficulty but extremely gently.
"I'm fine... Ah Qing... Thank you, master..."
Qianqing hugged Lin Zichu tightly, feeling so excited that she couldn't speak.
He knew that from today onwards, nothing could separate the two of them.
Qianqing accompanied Lin Zichu, and after he had gained some strength, she held his hand, facing the Immortal Yeling who was not far away, she suddenly knelt down on the ground and bowed in the distance.
Lin Zichu braced himself up and knelt beside Qianqing.
"Thank you, master, for saving your life. Qianqing and her husband will kowtow to you."
There is a beast crouching dragon between Qianqing's forehead, unable to touch the ground, but every movement is extremely pious.
Lin Zichu was very weak and his movements were slow, Qianqing waited for him, kowtowed eight times before stopping.
Immortal Yeling laughed twice, and his voice couldn't hide the tiredness.
"Good boy. Chu'er, are you feeling unwell?"
Lin Zichu's teeth chattered, and he said in a low voice, "No, I'm just a little cold..."
"That's a good thing." Immortal Yeling smiled. The cold dragon lying snow body monk's physique is extremely cold and overcast, and he will not feel cold easily. Lin Zichu's reaction at this moment just shows that his physical problem has been solved.
Thinking of this, Immortal Yeling heaved a sigh of relief and said:
"The mission for the two of you to come to me can be regarded as solved. In this case, you are ready to go down the mountain."
It was actually to let Qian Lin and the two leave Yeling Xianfeng as soon as possible.
Qianqing raised her head in astonishment, and looked at the gray-haired Immortal Yeling.
He was full of gratitude to Immortal Yeling, he didn't want to open his mouth to disobey, but asked: "Master, I heard your voice is weak, did you get hurt?"
Qian Qing had wanted to ask this question for a long time, deep down in her heart, she was really worried.
Everyone knows that the solution to the disadvantage of the cold dragon lying on the snow is very simple.
The body of the cold dragon lying in the snow can continuously move the pulse points of the monks upwards, just like filling water in a tank, it overflows when it is full.
Then use artificial means to empty the water tank, and then use corresponding means to control and resist the cold dragon's lying snow body when it is the weakest, and neutralize each other, won't the cold dragon's lying snow body monk be rescued?
Although this principle is simple, it is very difficult to operate.
It's all because monks with the Cold Dragon Lying Snow Body can only advance, not retreat.
Only when the cultivation base is almost overflowing, the short moment when the physical body explodes and the spiritual power is scattered and returned to the world, is it considered "empty".
What the Yeling Immortal is doing now is to take the risk of sending Lin Zichu to the guillotine, filling his body with aura, and when he explodes, rescue him in time, and use his means to subdue the cold dragon lying on the snow.
It sounds simple, but in fact it is extremely labor-intensive.Timing is extremely important, if you are not careful, you will ruin Lin Zichu's life.
Except for the Yeling Immortal, there are very few people in this world who can do this.
Otherwise, Elder Deng Lin would not have watched Lin Caiyun lose his soul in front of him.
He was really unsure and powerless, and finally ended up in the end of dying together with Lin Caiyun.
Compared with the two of them, Qian Qing and Lin Zichu were much luckier, with the help of noble people, they finally cut off the sharp knife hanging above their heads.
But Qianqing also knew that all this was not simple, and hearing the deep voice of Yeling Immortal, she couldn't help but asked.
Although Immortal Yeling also felt tired, it was inconvenient to show it in front of the junior at this moment.
"Hmph," Immortal Yeling said, "How can some insignificant spells hurt me?"
Qianqing didn't refute, but silently bowed a few more times.
Immortal Yeling was quite reluctant, and said ruthlessly, "Let's go, don't disturb my cultivation anymore."
"..."
Qianqing bent down on the ground for a while, although she knew that Linzichu was tired at the moment, she should listen to Yeling Immortal's words and lift him up to leave, but she thought that the great kindness of her master would be hard to repay, so she couldn't get up.
Immortal Yeling looked at Qianqing's bent back, feeling deeply moved in his heart, he sighed lightly, and pointed at Qianqing lightly.
A stack of letter paper engraved with monograms floated down in front of Qian Qing.
Another golden token, with a whoosh, got into Qianqing's Qiankun sleeve.
"Show this to Bai Zang, and he will understand that he will not obstruct your marriage anymore. This token will also return to its original owner. Qianqing, Chu'er, good boy... You guys, go down the mountain."
Startled, Qianqing took the letter.
Seeing the monogram on the letter paper clearly, it looks familiar.
It suddenly occurred to me that this was the imprint of Yeling Xianfeng, which was given to the Wangwo clan by the Yeling Immortal after the birth of the Immortal Lord Dongkun.
He knew in his heart what Immortal Yeling said was true, Qian Qing seemed to be choked by something in gratitude, and even her eyes felt a little hot.
Everyone said that Qianqing had a competitive personality and was ruthless, but in fact he still inherited his father's kind nature.
When others treat him well, he wants to treat others very well. He is a very emotional person.
Seeing that the Immortal Yeling had taken good care of her and Lin Zichu so far, Qianqing's eyes were firm and her expression was complicated, she paused for a moment, no longer hesitating.
He closed the fingers of his right hand and made a "pinch" motion.
The next moment, a slender spine appeared in Qianqing's hands.
The spine is completely transparent, shining with a holy white light.
The breath is restrained and strong, and there is a soft texture that embraces everything.
Looking at the spine, Yeling Immortal was stunned.
"This……"
"This is a relic left by my father." Qian Qing looked reluctant, took a last look at the spine, and let go of her fingers.
The spine seemed to have no weight, and it swayed towards the direction of Yeling Immortal.
At that moment, Immortal Yeling couldn't control it anymore, he stood up abruptly, took a step forward, and grabbed the spine in his hands.
The Yeling Immortal showed a sad and lonely expression on his face, he was holding on to the spine, his cheeks were trembling.
"This is me... the remains of my disciple Dongkun?"
Qianqing nodded, making a swallowing movement in her throat, this was the only thing left to him by his father.But Qianqing felt that it would be better to leave this backbone to the Yeling Immortal.
Qian Qing said softly: "Master Zu, I will hand over this spine to you."
Immortal Yeling couldn't describe his feelings.
He wanted to cry loudly, but also wanted to laugh loudly, and the expression on his face was a little distorted.
For so many years, the Yeling Immortal always wondered whether it was right or wrong for him to make up his mind at that time to take Wangwo Dongkun to Xianfeng.
Now that he knows that the destiny cannot be violated and Dongkun's fate is already doomed, no matter what he does, he can only continue his disciple's life and cannot change his fate, so why should he accept Dongkun as his disciple?
In the end, he heard that Dongkun died without a whole body. Did the Yeling Immortal regret it?
——Sorry!
Immortal Yeling was filled with remorse and tortured.
If I had known this before, why did I accept this apprentice and continue my life for him, and then watched him follow his own destiny and go to destruction?
However, when Qianqing took out the translucent spine with a glistening white light from her sleeve, she handed it to Immortal Yeling.
Immortal Yeling felt the gentle and broad breath entwined on his spine, which was like a tide.
Vaguely, he seemed to see the child who climbed the fairy mountain alone and fought back tears back then.
Why doesn't he regret it?
Trapped in the cage, he watched Dong Kun's miserable situation before his death, but he couldn't break free from his birth and save his apprentice's life.
Every time I think of that time, how many times, Immortal Yeling regrets wanting to die.
But, but.
Immortal Yeling suddenly raised his head, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, tears streaming down his face in an instant.
He only heard him say in a long voice: "Dongkun, my good apprentice! If there is an afterlife, I will be a master and apprentice again..."
Immortal Yeling burst into tears, he knelt on the ground, his shoulders shrugged.
Keng Keng Keng.
Three copper coins fell from the sky, fell to the ground, and turned into sticks.
A stick came out of the tube, and the tip of the tip had a faint flash of white light, which complemented the fairy master's spine. From a distance, it looked like the tearful eyes of the Yeling fairy.
The sign reads:
Take the mantle of the immortal master and make Wande a saint.
Taking the common people as a blessing, the birds landed on the branches again.
Right, right, right.
Sign on.
Rumbling--
Not far away, thunder roared, the sky was dark, and it was about to rain.
A boy in red, holding the hand of a monk in white, stepped down the fairy mountain and walked back.
Qianqing tightly held the letterhead with the monogram of Yeling Xianfeng in her hand, her expression was solemn and she remained silent.
Lin Zichu knew Qian Qing's thoughts, and gently patted the back of his hand to express his comfort.
Qian Qing forced a smile, and was about to speak when she suddenly heard a burst of noise.
Qianqing let out a "huh" and looked up.
Then I saw countless moving heads appearing at the foot of Yeling Xianfeng Mountain.
From a distance, it is very lively.
Qian Qing sat a little far away from Lin Zichu, meditating and practicing to get used to Yuan Ying's cultivation.
After a few days of painstaking practice, his aura became stronger and more refined, and the spiritual energy in his body moved more smoothly.
Therefore, Qianqing divided her mind and probed into the place where Fulong lived between her foreheads, trying to communicate with Fulong.
It's a pity that although Fulong showed a very affectionate look to Qianqing, but for some reason, he never said a word again.
On this day, Qianqing sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a spirit stone in her hand, constantly absorbing the spirit energy into her body, compressing it, and circulating it along the meridians of her body.
Practice is a boring thing, most of the time you have to accumulate like this, you can't see the obvious results, only through thick accumulation can you cultivate the right way.
Qian Qing seemed to be impatient and impatient, but it was strange that when asked to sit cross-legged to meditate quietly, he never refused because of irritability.
Qianqing is not lazy, but Fulong beside him is not necessarily so.
I saw Fulong walking around Qianqing constantly, seeing Qianqing ignoring him, Fulong's eyes obviously showed impatience.
It circled around, suddenly raised its head, and arched Qianqing's elbow with its huge faucet.
If anyone else is here, they will be shocked by Fulong's acting like a baby at this moment.Is this still the most ferocious and unrecognizable beast Fulong in the legend?
Qian Qing was unmoved, because he had gotten used to it these days.
"Roar!"
Deliberately yelling into Qianqing's ear.
"Stop making trouble." Even though Fulong lowered his voice, Qianqing still felt a numb eardrum.
He closed his eyes and fumbled in his sleeves.After a while, he took out a golden bell turtle, which was Fulong's favorite food.
Fu Long was very excited, and leaned forward, his saliva dripping on the ground.
Hearing a sound of gobbling, Fulong was not satisfied, and kept attacking Qianqing with his tail, sharp claws, and fangs, trying to interfere with his practice.
Even though it was an attack, his actions were very measured, and they were all stuck at the critical point where Qianqing felt pain and crisis.Let him not ignore it, so that he can't concentrate on practicing.
In this way, going back and forth several times, Qianqing couldn't help opening her eyes, and said angrily:
"What's wrong? It's so annoying today!"
Seeing Qianqing sternly yelling, Fulong was not afraid at all, it let out a soft growl in its throat, triumphantly, suddenly swam its body vigorously, and moved closer to Qianqing's side.
Qian Qing raised her fist and wanted to hit him, but before she could strike, she was stunned.
All because he found that Fulong's swimming movements became extremely slow, as if to show something.
Qian Qing took a closer look and couldn't help but let out a soft "Huh".
Among the countless silver-white scales of Fulong, on the back of the neck, there is a dragon scale shining with golden light, which is particularly eye-catching.
And the direction of Fulong's swimming also shows that it is trying its best to show Qianqing this unique dragon scale.
"..."
Qianqing hesitated for a moment, and reached out to touch gently.
Before the hand touched, Fulong's tail slapped over with a "snap", knocking Qianqing's hand aside.
Qianqing's arm turned red and swollen high, he was so angry that he wanted to grab Fulong's beard.
At this moment, Fu Long turned his head sharply, pointed at his golden dragon scale, and grabbed it hard.
Only the sound of "stab" was heard, and a piece of bloody dragon scale was torn off neatly and held in Fulong's mouth.
Qian Qing's expression changed suddenly, and she shouted, "What are you doing?!"
Rushing forward, seeing the blood spray on the back of Fulong's neck, he subconsciously raised his hand to cover it.
However, when Qianqing's hand stretched forward, Fulong's head also made an attacking posture, aiming at Qianqing's palm.
If it was before, Qian Qing would definitely withdraw her hand and take precautions.
But for some reason, Qianqing suddenly had an inexplicable sense of trust in this vicious looking little dragon in just one month's time before the Martial Arts Competition ended.
Believe that it will not hurt yourself, because in this world, both of them have no father and no mother, and only the other party has been by their side since birth.
don't hide!
Qianqing didn't retreat with her right hand, and quickly stepped forward.
Fulong closed his mouth and aimed at Qianqing's palm.
When she met Qianqing, her kisses opened and closed, and with a grunt, something fell into Qianqing's palm.
Qianqing couldn't help being stunned.
It was a whole body of golden Fulong scales, stained with blood, exuding an astonishing aura.
"you……"
Qian Qing didn't move, she stared at the Dragon Scale in her hand with wide eyes.
Fu Long let out a roar, swam his body, and slowly landed on Qian Qing.
My shoulders are heavy, and my body hurts from the pressure.
But Qianqing didn't want to throw Fulong down at all, he turned his head and looked into Fulong's eyes.
Still cold and ferocious, without emotion.
But Qianqing seems to be able to see Fulong's flattery and intimacy.
His palms slowly closed, tightly holding the scales in his hand.
According to legend, the young Fulong's body was silver and white, and when it became an adult, its body turned into golden scales.
This kind of scales contains extremely strong spiritual power, mixed with the blood of the flaming crane, it can neutralize the disadvantages of the cold dragon lying on the snow.
In the solution to Lin Zichu's physical problems left by the old fairy Deng Lin to Qianqing, it is written that the dragon scales mixed with blood are golden scales.
And the only crouching dragon in this world is the little dragon on his forehead, which is still young with only silver dragon scales.
Countless nights, Qianqing woke up from her dream.
Thinking of Lin Zichu's physical problems, he felt flustered, because he didn't know whether Yinlin could replace Jinlin and cure Lin Zichu.
But today, when Fulong put the torn scales into Qianqing's palm, Qianqing's eye sockets became hot all of a sudden.
This little dragon is his natal beast, and his heart and soul depend on each other without any gap.
Even Amao is not as closely connected with himself as it is.
It knows what Qianqing cares about and worries about.
"you……"
Qianqing's mind was agitated, she breathed heavily, coughed twice, and forced herself to calm down.
He gently stroked Fulong's forehead with his hand.
The left hand went down, pressing down on the silver forehead point in the middle of his forehead.
There is a dot between Qianqing's forehead, shining with silver light.
If you get closer, you will find that the silver lights are two intersecting chains.Accompanied by the frequency of Qianqing's breathing, the silver chain continued to exude a suppressive spirit, forming a formation to block the backlash of the crouching dragon between the foreheads.
At this time, Qianqing gathered her left hand together, and gently pinched the middle of the silver chain with five fingers.
Then, give it a hard pull!
Severe pain rushed into his mind, as strong as Qianqing, and he couldn't help moaning.
Dazzling silver light burst out from between Qian Qing's forehead, the light seemed to be able to breathe, continuously inhaling and exhaling.Within half a circle around Qianqing's body, the vast spiritual pressure almost shattered the space.
"I should have thought earlier, this spine..."
The veins in Qianqing's left hand bulged, and her whole body trembled under the pain, but she did not hesitate in her movements.
"no need."
After saying this, Qian Qing blatantly tore off the fairy master's spine from between his foreheads!
Fulong let out a roar, the sound waves vibrated, and went straight to the sky.
Since then, free again.
The vast world, let it roam.
ten days later.
The fairy peaks in the wild mountains, beside the koi pond.
A boy in red suddenly opened his eyes.
He is handsome, tall and thin, with a silver point on his forehead.
Although the silver point is small, it is engraved with the pattern of Fulong, which is lifelike, even the beard is very lifelike.
If you look carefully, the small Fulong pattern is still changing.
One moment he was still curled up in a sound sleep, and the next second he turned over and turned his head away from everyone.
The young man in red was sitting cross-legged on the ground, but with a clap of his right hand, he got up and moved forward.
Suddenly hearing the sound of water, a white shadow jumped out of the pool, splashing water everywhere.
The person who jumped out was Lin Zichu.
He saw that his face was pale and his expression was weak.
As soon as Fang jumped out of the pool, he was about to fall down.
Qian Qing hurriedly took a step forward, hugged him in her arms, and at the same time took off her shirt to cover Lin Zichu's icy body.
"Cangshu, how are you? Are you in good health?"
"Cough cough..."
Lin Zichu coughed twice, facing Qianqing, with cold water all over his face, he smiled with difficulty but extremely gently.
"I'm fine... Ah Qing... Thank you, master..."
Qianqing hugged Lin Zichu tightly, feeling so excited that she couldn't speak.
He knew that from today onwards, nothing could separate the two of them.
Qianqing accompanied Lin Zichu, and after he had gained some strength, she held his hand, facing the Immortal Yeling who was not far away, she suddenly knelt down on the ground and bowed in the distance.
Lin Zichu braced himself up and knelt beside Qianqing.
"Thank you, master, for saving your life. Qianqing and her husband will kowtow to you."
There is a beast crouching dragon between Qianqing's forehead, unable to touch the ground, but every movement is extremely pious.
Lin Zichu was very weak and his movements were slow, Qianqing waited for him, kowtowed eight times before stopping.
Immortal Yeling laughed twice, and his voice couldn't hide the tiredness.
"Good boy. Chu'er, are you feeling unwell?"
Lin Zichu's teeth chattered, and he said in a low voice, "No, I'm just a little cold..."
"That's a good thing." Immortal Yeling smiled. The cold dragon lying snow body monk's physique is extremely cold and overcast, and he will not feel cold easily. Lin Zichu's reaction at this moment just shows that his physical problem has been solved.
Thinking of this, Immortal Yeling heaved a sigh of relief and said:
"The mission for the two of you to come to me can be regarded as solved. In this case, you are ready to go down the mountain."
It was actually to let Qian Lin and the two leave Yeling Xianfeng as soon as possible.
Qianqing raised her head in astonishment, and looked at the gray-haired Immortal Yeling.
He was full of gratitude to Immortal Yeling, he didn't want to open his mouth to disobey, but asked: "Master, I heard your voice is weak, did you get hurt?"
Qian Qing had wanted to ask this question for a long time, deep down in her heart, she was really worried.
Everyone knows that the solution to the disadvantage of the cold dragon lying on the snow is very simple.
The body of the cold dragon lying in the snow can continuously move the pulse points of the monks upwards, just like filling water in a tank, it overflows when it is full.
Then use artificial means to empty the water tank, and then use corresponding means to control and resist the cold dragon's lying snow body when it is the weakest, and neutralize each other, won't the cold dragon's lying snow body monk be rescued?
Although this principle is simple, it is very difficult to operate.
It's all because monks with the Cold Dragon Lying Snow Body can only advance, not retreat.
Only when the cultivation base is almost overflowing, the short moment when the physical body explodes and the spiritual power is scattered and returned to the world, is it considered "empty".
What the Yeling Immortal is doing now is to take the risk of sending Lin Zichu to the guillotine, filling his body with aura, and when he explodes, rescue him in time, and use his means to subdue the cold dragon lying on the snow.
It sounds simple, but in fact it is extremely labor-intensive.Timing is extremely important, if you are not careful, you will ruin Lin Zichu's life.
Except for the Yeling Immortal, there are very few people in this world who can do this.
Otherwise, Elder Deng Lin would not have watched Lin Caiyun lose his soul in front of him.
He was really unsure and powerless, and finally ended up in the end of dying together with Lin Caiyun.
Compared with the two of them, Qian Qing and Lin Zichu were much luckier, with the help of noble people, they finally cut off the sharp knife hanging above their heads.
But Qianqing also knew that all this was not simple, and hearing the deep voice of Yeling Immortal, she couldn't help but asked.
Although Immortal Yeling also felt tired, it was inconvenient to show it in front of the junior at this moment.
"Hmph," Immortal Yeling said, "How can some insignificant spells hurt me?"
Qianqing didn't refute, but silently bowed a few more times.
Immortal Yeling was quite reluctant, and said ruthlessly, "Let's go, don't disturb my cultivation anymore."
"..."
Qianqing bent down on the ground for a while, although she knew that Linzichu was tired at the moment, she should listen to Yeling Immortal's words and lift him up to leave, but she thought that the great kindness of her master would be hard to repay, so she couldn't get up.
Immortal Yeling looked at Qianqing's bent back, feeling deeply moved in his heart, he sighed lightly, and pointed at Qianqing lightly.
A stack of letter paper engraved with monograms floated down in front of Qian Qing.
Another golden token, with a whoosh, got into Qianqing's Qiankun sleeve.
"Show this to Bai Zang, and he will understand that he will not obstruct your marriage anymore. This token will also return to its original owner. Qianqing, Chu'er, good boy... You guys, go down the mountain."
Startled, Qianqing took the letter.
Seeing the monogram on the letter paper clearly, it looks familiar.
It suddenly occurred to me that this was the imprint of Yeling Xianfeng, which was given to the Wangwo clan by the Yeling Immortal after the birth of the Immortal Lord Dongkun.
He knew in his heart what Immortal Yeling said was true, Qian Qing seemed to be choked by something in gratitude, and even her eyes felt a little hot.
Everyone said that Qianqing had a competitive personality and was ruthless, but in fact he still inherited his father's kind nature.
When others treat him well, he wants to treat others very well. He is a very emotional person.
Seeing that the Immortal Yeling had taken good care of her and Lin Zichu so far, Qianqing's eyes were firm and her expression was complicated, she paused for a moment, no longer hesitating.
He closed the fingers of his right hand and made a "pinch" motion.
The next moment, a slender spine appeared in Qianqing's hands.
The spine is completely transparent, shining with a holy white light.
The breath is restrained and strong, and there is a soft texture that embraces everything.
Looking at the spine, Yeling Immortal was stunned.
"This……"
"This is a relic left by my father." Qian Qing looked reluctant, took a last look at the spine, and let go of her fingers.
The spine seemed to have no weight, and it swayed towards the direction of Yeling Immortal.
At that moment, Immortal Yeling couldn't control it anymore, he stood up abruptly, took a step forward, and grabbed the spine in his hands.
The Yeling Immortal showed a sad and lonely expression on his face, he was holding on to the spine, his cheeks were trembling.
"This is me... the remains of my disciple Dongkun?"
Qianqing nodded, making a swallowing movement in her throat, this was the only thing left to him by his father.But Qianqing felt that it would be better to leave this backbone to the Yeling Immortal.
Qian Qing said softly: "Master Zu, I will hand over this spine to you."
Immortal Yeling couldn't describe his feelings.
He wanted to cry loudly, but also wanted to laugh loudly, and the expression on his face was a little distorted.
For so many years, the Yeling Immortal always wondered whether it was right or wrong for him to make up his mind at that time to take Wangwo Dongkun to Xianfeng.
Now that he knows that the destiny cannot be violated and Dongkun's fate is already doomed, no matter what he does, he can only continue his disciple's life and cannot change his fate, so why should he accept Dongkun as his disciple?
In the end, he heard that Dongkun died without a whole body. Did the Yeling Immortal regret it?
——Sorry!
Immortal Yeling was filled with remorse and tortured.
If I had known this before, why did I accept this apprentice and continue my life for him, and then watched him follow his own destiny and go to destruction?
However, when Qianqing took out the translucent spine with a glistening white light from her sleeve, she handed it to Immortal Yeling.
Immortal Yeling felt the gentle and broad breath entwined on his spine, which was like a tide.
Vaguely, he seemed to see the child who climbed the fairy mountain alone and fought back tears back then.
Why doesn't he regret it?
Trapped in the cage, he watched Dong Kun's miserable situation before his death, but he couldn't break free from his birth and save his apprentice's life.
Every time I think of that time, how many times, Immortal Yeling regrets wanting to die.
But, but.
Immortal Yeling suddenly raised his head, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, tears streaming down his face in an instant.
He only heard him say in a long voice: "Dongkun, my good apprentice! If there is an afterlife, I will be a master and apprentice again..."
Immortal Yeling burst into tears, he knelt on the ground, his shoulders shrugged.
Keng Keng Keng.
Three copper coins fell from the sky, fell to the ground, and turned into sticks.
A stick came out of the tube, and the tip of the tip had a faint flash of white light, which complemented the fairy master's spine. From a distance, it looked like the tearful eyes of the Yeling fairy.
The sign reads:
Take the mantle of the immortal master and make Wande a saint.
Taking the common people as a blessing, the birds landed on the branches again.
Right, right, right.
Sign on.
Rumbling--
Not far away, thunder roared, the sky was dark, and it was about to rain.
A boy in red, holding the hand of a monk in white, stepped down the fairy mountain and walked back.
Qianqing tightly held the letterhead with the monogram of Yeling Xianfeng in her hand, her expression was solemn and she remained silent.
Lin Zichu knew Qian Qing's thoughts, and gently patted the back of his hand to express his comfort.
Qian Qing forced a smile, and was about to speak when she suddenly heard a burst of noise.
Qianqing let out a "huh" and looked up.
Then I saw countless moving heads appearing at the foot of Yeling Xianfeng Mountain.
From a distance, it is very lively.
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