Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

"I have both Yanxue and Fulonglin. I also have a way to fuse the two."

Qian Qing said, "But my cultivation base is too low, I'm afraid I'll have to ask my master to do it."

Hearing this, Yeling Immortal nodded and sighed: "You are young, you have many spirit treasures, and you have a lot of knowledge. But children in their twenties, these stinky fish, listen to you very much."

Following the eyes of the Yeling Immortal, Qian Qing looked not far away, at the looming koi group under the lotus leaves in the sky, and recalled the clip about Dongkun and the koi that Wanniang had shown him before, and suddenly understood something .

Why was Immortal Yeling so angry when he first learned of his identity?

Because actually, Immortal Yeling didn't want to see Qianqing at all.

What he wanted to see, and what was on his mind, was Qianqing who was holding his parents' hands and going up the mountain with them.

It's a pity that this scene that has appeared so many times in the dream, the fairy Yeling is destined to never see it.

Thinking of this, Qianqing walked to the edge of the koi pond and squatted down, reaching out to touch the heads of the fishes that were rushing forward.

"Master, do you want to learn how to make these koi obey?"

"Why, do you still want to be my master in turn? Don't learn."

"Before you begged me to teach you, now..."

"Hmph! You brat is talking nonsense!"

Seeing the Immortal Yeling bite back and slander Qianqing, countless fish mouths by the koi pool opened and closed fiercely, spitting bubbles, facing Immortal Yeling's direction, as if mortals were yelling.

Even though Qianqing couldn't hear what these koi were saying at this time, she could still imagine the unsavory and vulgar words these fat fish scolded.

Immortal Yeling got angry when he saw this group of koi. He blushed, rolled up his sleeves, and said to Qianqing: "What nonsense are these stinky fish talking about? Ah?! Look at the ancestors, I won't take them one by one. Squeeze to death!"

"..."

Qianqing shook her head and said honestly, "I don't know either."

"What?" Immortal Yeling was startled: "I remember you said you could understand."

"I understood it before, but now..."

"Can't you understand now?"

Immortal Yeling interrupted.

Qianqing's heart jumped up with a "thump", and after a long while, she let out a muffled "um".

"It's strange." Immortal Yeling said, "I've never heard of someone who improved his cultivation but his ability regressed."

"What's so strange." Qian Qing couldn't help but argue: "Before... I was able to understand sometimes, and suddenly I couldn't hear anything."

Immortal Yeling couldn't help laughing and said: "Is this a good thing? One bottle is not full, and half of the bottle is dangling, how dare you say it so confidently."

"You take it for granted!"

Qianqing was even angrier, she simply turned her head away from looking at Immortal Yeling.

Immortal Yeling shook his head: "Stinky boy, I haven't learned your father's self-restraint at all, and my temper is just like your mother's... Forget it, Qianqing, show me how you command these stinky fish again."

Immortal Yeling's cultivation base is profound, and he is knowledgeable about the past and the present. From his perspective, he can naturally see where there are deficiencies in Qianqing's cultivation path.

Maybe he can find out the reason why he can sometimes understand the animal language and sometimes can't understand the animal language.

Although Qianqing was somewhat reluctant, she still stood up reluctantly when she thought of the pictures Wanniang showed herself before she died.

He waved his right hand forward and said to the koi:

"go."

At the fingertips, countless koi wag their tails and fins, obediently and docilely.

"Tell them to make a pattern and come out to see."

"What pattern?" Qian Qing was taken aback.

"think it yourself."

"..."

Qianqing was silent for a while, then said: "Then write the word 'Lin'."

When the koi heard the words, they swam one after another. Not long after, the word "Lin" really floated up on the koi pond.

"No," Qianqing raised her hand to command, and said, "Fatty, move to the right... Spot, quickly put your tail away, no, you want to float on the water..."

"Stop, stop."

Immortal Yeling was stunned: "You... you commanded these koi before, that's not how it is."

Qianqing couldn't help but snorted and asked, "What's the difference?"

"The difference is huge. You command the koi now because they can understand what you say. There is nothing special about it. I hope my children will have this ability after birth. The key point is, You can't understand the words of these koi, these koi can't understand what you're thinking. Now yours can't make the fish make the complex patterns in your mind, because it's too complicated for you to say, and they can't understand .”

As we all know, the Wang people have a special ability, that is, their physique attracts immortal beasts, no matter what kind of beasts they are, they can understand what Wang people say.

This is their innate talent.

However, being able to understand the monk's words does not mean that the monk can also hear the voice of the fairy beast.

This is an extremely complex, profound and mysterious knowledge.

It's like the fusion of monks and monks' souls.

Immortal beasts also have to be united with the monk's primordial spirit, so that the monk can hear the voice of the beast.

Such monks and wild beasts are almost integrated, and their thinking is merged. The monks don't even need to speak. As long as they have a thought or a look, the fairy beast can understand what they are thinking.

For example, when Immortal Master Dongkun was controlling the group of koi carp, he didn't say a word, just like Qianqing did before, he stretched out his hand and waved it lightly.

No matter how complicated the graphics are, as long as Dongkun can imagine them, the group of koi can do them.

Where is it like Qianqing is now, pointing fingers and raising points loudly?

Qian Qing was a little anxious, and he was about to ask, "Why..."

Before the words "what" came out, Qian Qing stopped.

The Immortal Yeling is proficient in divination, but he has never heard that he is proficient in beast control.

If you are proficient, you will not be teased by the koi in this pond for more than 20 years.

Qian Qing asked him, why not think about it carefully.

But I can't figure it out anyway.

"Why can I understand the fairy beasts sometimes, but sometimes I can't?"

Qian Qing thought hard, squatted on the ground, and muttered to herself.

The Yeling Immortal is a Mahayana monk after all, upon seeing this, he made a point:

"Don't think about this question. Qianqing, let me ask you, when was the first time you understood the language of fairy beasts?"

"Yes……"

Qian Qing paused, and said: "I was seriously injured and on the verge of death, when I saw my natal beast."

Immortal Yeling raised his hand and pointed at the silver dot on Qianqing's forehead, and asked, "But the fairy beast—Fulong?"

"Ah."

"Then you can go talk to it again."

"I tried several times," Qianqing said, "but it has been sleeping, and I can't talk to it."

"why?"

"I said it was sleeping." Qianqing couldn't help raising her voice, her eyes widened, as if she was blaming Immortal Yeling for her constant questioning.

The Immortal Yeling was puzzled and said: "You can wake it up loudly. If you can't wake it up, you can shake it. If it still doesn't wake up, you can punch it with your fist. Is this a problem?"

The words of Immortal Yeling flashed through Qianqing's mind like a bolt of lightning, lighting up most of the sky.

"This……"

Qianqing's hands trembled a little.

"You're right, I... why didn't I wake it up? I... I should have woken it up."

Seeing Qianqing's eyes flickering, he stood up, as if he had encountered something urgent, forcing him to keep pace.

After a while, Qianqing finally made up her mind.

He sat cross-legged in front of Immortal Yeling, respectfully said:

"Master, please protect me. If there is something wrong with me in a while... that's all. Master, the life of my Taoist companion is in your hands."

Immortal Yeling responded.

Qianqing closed her eyes, and her spiritual consciousness continued to penetrate into her forehead, the place where Fulong lived.

--White.

The endless void, the place you can see is all pale.

Qianqing stood in a void, unable to distinguish up, down, left, and right.

He tried his best to look far away, and after a long time, he saw a white silver point curled up in the distance.

The silver point is as huge as a mountain, the scales slide while breathing, the beard vibrates, and it makes a sound of sleeping.

Fulong.

In the past, Qianqing would not disturb it when she saw it sleeping from a distance.

It wasn't until today that the Immortal Yeling pointed it out that Qian Qing figured it out.

It turned out that in the depths of my heart, among the very complicated emotions towards this Fulong, fear actually accounted for more than half.

This is somewhat incomprehensible, but it is reasonable.

When Fulong was still a dragon scale, he tortured the young Qianqing to death.

Forced him to say something like "It's better to be dead".

At that time, for the young Chiharu, there were two most specific manifestations of death.One is hunger, and the other is subduing dragon scales.

Therefore, even if Qianqing's headache gets better in the future, she still can't forget the pain of wanting to dig out her brain.

In addition, it seemed that when he saw Fulong, his forehead began to ache, his chest was heavy, his eyes turned black, and there were signs of death.

But, but.

Does this Fulong, this Fulong who grew up with Qianqing day and night, really want Qianqing to die?

Thinking of this, Qianqing closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Suddenly opened his eyes, sharp eyes.With a loud cry, he rushed forward like a thunderous rush, waking up the sleeping dragon.

Then I saw Fulong's mountainous head lifted up from the curled up body.

This Fulong's eyes are fierce and bloodshot.

With the gloomy expression of being awakened from a dream.

"Roar!!"

With a roar, it soared into the sky.

Fulong swam and rushed towards Qianqing, his four claws were harder than steel and glowed with a gloomy light.

"Little Dragon!"

Qian Qing said loudly, and felt a cold wind blowing towards his face, he couldn't help closing his eyes.

In the next moment, his body sank suddenly, and then the icy dragon scales completely wrapped him up.

Qian Qing was stunned, his figure suddenly froze, his eyes widened in astonishment.

Then I saw Fulong wrapped his body tightly around Qianqing, climbing up the towering tree like a vine growing beside him.

"Roar--"

The dragon scales kept tightening, making the slight sound of a snake shedding its skin.

The icy dragon pupils were as thin as vertical needles, and the dragon teeth were sharp, if he stepped forward a little, he could bite off Qianqing's throat.

But it doesn't.

This Fulong just stared at Qianqing for a while, and then gently placed its huge head on Qianqing's shoulder.

After finding a comfortable position, he fell asleep again.

"..."

With such a close distance, Qianqing's heart beat uncontrollably.