soul repair

Drifting through time like flowing water, he stopped in front of the ancient mountains and beautiful waters thousands of years ago.The heavens and the earth produce spirits, and the spirits condense into spirits. He watched from a distance in the sky, time flies, the clouds and mists in the mountains are filled and scattered, the sun rises and sets, spring, summer, autumn and winter, thousands of years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Thousands of years of time, the beauty of thousands of mountains and rivers, condensed into two immortal spirits.

This spirit is the child of countless plants and trees in Jiutian Mountain. One loves sunny days, bathing in the sun, and the other prefers rainy nights, playing the sheng in the falling rain.

There is no selfishness, no deceit, no cruelty, no soaring, no death here, only the leisure and ease of the blue sky and white clouds.

Until the appearance of a green monk.

Time suddenly slowed down.

Guan Lingdao's translucent body landed on the tree.

A thatched hut was built in the forest, simple and elegant, and the monk in green looks like a person in a painting, with delicate features, and meditates on the stone by the river every day.People come to Jiutian Mountain from time to time, but no one has ever gone deep into this place, and no one has come to live here. When the spirit occasionally passes by and sees him, he can't help but look more curiously.

One day, a little rabbit that had just emerged from its nest fell by the river.

Just after it rained, the river was slippery, and the little rabbit fell all over the water, broke his foot, and struggled in the river.The green-clothed monk was not afraid of dirt, so he jumped into the water to pick up the little rabbit, and hurriedly carried it back to the hut for treatment.

A white light rubbed its hind legs, and after a short while, the little rabbit was alive and kicking, and the injury had already healed.

This matter naturally reached the ears of the spirit.

It is said that there are Taoist cultivators in the world, with noble and pure temperaments, and those with advanced cultivation can absorb the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth, and save lives and heal the wounded.This Daoxiu has a good temperament, loves elegance, plays the piano and flute from time to time, recites poems and paints.After a few months, animals in the forest came to him when they were injured, begging him for treatment.The monks responded to every request, and the animals brought flowers, fruits and herbs to repay their kindness, which attracted the spirits to like it too.

Kong has aura, but how can it compare to this monk's ability?It can be seen that people are people, and they know how to use them freely. After all, they are different from these plants and trees.

The spirit then turned into a soul body, and occasionally came to listen to him talk about the essence of the family and the world, and felt deeply connected, and drank and chatted with him from time to time, all night long.

This monk made good wine, borrowed the herbal spirit fruit in the mountains and forests, the wine was mellow and rich, and he often got drunk with the spirit.

After a few months like this, when the spirit was drunk that day, he suddenly felt severe pain in his body, and woke up in a panic, only to find that he had been locked in a device.

The ruler of white jade, polished in an extremely cold place, traps the soul that loves sunny days.

The cup of sapphire was chiseled hundreds of feet below the ground to seal the soul that loves rain.

As a result, two immortal spirits disappeared from heaven and earth, but two treasures of Taoist cultivation appeared, the sunny ruler and the falling rain cup.

Ji Qingyan asked softly: "Is this what you saw when you were sleeping in the bottomless pit?"

"En." Guan Lingdao nodded indifferently.

This cultivator has a high level of cultivation, but he has deliberately planned to get close to the vegetation and livestock in Jiutian Mountain. He made a device to trap the soul and lived on the mountain in order to take the spirit for himself.Ji Qingyan looked coldly: "What about after that?"

Guan Lingdao said in a low voice: "Put the sunny ruler and the falling rain cup in the soul refining tower, and practice day and night. The essence is different from the ordinary soul. The soul energy is pure. There is no foreign matter when Taoist practice absorbs it, and it is indestructible after a hundred refinements. Even when you are dying, just place it next to the grass and trees in Jiutian Mountain. The grass and trees love children, even if they die, they will send all their soul energy."

As he spoke, his eyes moistened.

He didn't understand why the ancient tree wanted to save him before, but now he understands, he was born as a son of man, but he doesn't know the cause and effect, how can he repay his kindness?

"Cultivating day and night is to torture you...that spirit endlessly." Ji Qingyan said.Taking advantage of Gu Mu's affection to do such a vicious and cruel thing, this person is extremely cruel.

Guan Lingdao smiled: "Human beings are more vicious than ghosts, plants, and livestock. For selfishness, to gain the Tao and ascend, no matter what you can do."

After saying this, Ji Qingyan remained silent, Guan Lingdao felt that it was too much, and said with a smile: "Not everyone is like this, just like Master, Master, just treat me like a close relative."

Mentioning the teacher's father, the circles of his eyes turned red again.

Ji Qingyan asked: "What about after that?"

"after……"

Time was flying fast again, the monk had practiced in seclusion in the mountains for several years, and he showed his true colors, and all the vegetation and animals in the mountains were afraid of him, but there was spiritual energy in the sky, but no one could fight back and let him do whatever he wanted.

It's just that the monk originally had enemies, and the grass and trees spread the news through the roots of interconnection, and finally attracted the enemies.The cultivator was at a critical moment in his cultivation, and he didn't want to be interrupted, so he was so angry and bloody that he destroyed his spiritual roots.In a rage, he killed all his enemies, but his own vitality was also seriously injured. He was afraid that someone would harm him again, so he spread the news that he had ascended and left two treasures of Taoism in Jiutian Mountain.

A ruler in a sunny day, a cup of falling rain, if you get one, you can become a fairy!

There are countless people in the world who kill each other for their own desires, go kill them!

"He took you away secretly?" Ji Qingyan asked.

Guan Lingdao sneered: "After this battle, he has come to the end of the road. Even if he can linger on, there is no hope of ascension. So he went south to find a remote mountain and river with spiritual energy to live in, and built a small temple. The master knows this place , is where we grew up.”

"He is the founder of Shangqing Palace." Ji Qingyan only felt that his throat was blocked by something.

"The sunny ruler and the falling rain cup have become legends, but he is unwilling."

In countless lonely nights, he held these two treasures that could make people die for him like crazy, how could he just give up so willingly?

Once he dies, who will take away the treasures and where they will go, how can he have the chance to take these two treasures in his hands since he will start from scratch in his cultivation in the next life?

So he planned for several years to do the next earth-shattering thing.

The ruler and cup collided, jade and stone were burned, the soul in the soul refining tower merged with the soul of heaven and earth, and released at the same time, that soul got the two souls of heaven and earth, so the three souls became successful, entered the cycle of reincarnation, and became the person who dominates all things !

He looked up to the sky and laughed, and the shrill sound echoed in the valley.

Guan Lingdao's voice was desolate, and he said word by word: "My brother and I are deeply in love. Every reincarnation, we must be born as brothers, and must be born in the Shangqing Palace. His bones in every life are buried outside the Shangqing Palace. When he was born, he must be a brother. It won't be too far away, and we will be able to control us again when we enter the mountains to practice in our teens."

"You're talking about..." Ji Qingyan was stunned.

"The inheritance of the Shangqing Palace did not choose disciples with rare aptitude at all! The one selected for the inheritance was simply himself!" Guan Lingdao's voice was stern.

Taoist Xiao Xiao!

"Inheritance contains the memory of his previous life. Life after life, he uses us to absorb the spiritual energy of plants. We are one with plants, and only we can learn the art of soul fusion. His aptitude is different in each life. But there are endless afterlife and afterlife, tormenting us, cultivating Taoism and ascending. It’s just that although he had a good idea, something went wrong in his previous life.”

"What's the matter?"

"In the last life, we were reincarnated as the children of the old palace master."

Ji Qingyan smiled lightly.

"Before Master, even in the Shangqing Palace, soul cultivation was only a skill of the three teachings and nine streams. Even if you have this qualification, it may not be discovered by people. It's just that the two sons of the old palace master have rare soul cultivation qualifications, and they vigorously praise soul cultivation. There were only four palace masters of soul cultivators. Daoist Xiao Xiao was furious after obtaining the memories of his previous life, but it was a pity that his cultivation base was still low at that time, and he did not dare to act rashly. hand."

Ji Qingyan looked at him without saying a word.

Guan Lingdao smiled and stroked his hand with tears in his eyes: "Master, the reason why I was able to leave that day when life was worse than death is all because he didn't count two things."

Ji Qingyan's eyes moved slightly.

"The things he didn't count, one is the teacher and the other is...you."

The fingers of the two were tightly clenched, and Ji Qingyan put the back of his hand on his lips and gently tapped it, then quickly put it down.

After a long time, he said: "How could he allow you to be born in the Shangqing Palace, why wasn't he born in the Shangqing Palace?"

Guan Lingdao smiled: "I guess, if he grows up with us, or even is born as a brother, he is afraid that he won't be able to do it."

"Based on his personality, brothers dare not tell, but friends who have grown up can definitely do it. How about you?"

Guan Lingdao was silent for a moment, and said, "Master, do you remember that I was easily disturbed by the dead soul outside the Shangqing Palace and couldn't sleep, but I was fine when I entered the Shangqing Palace?"

"You mean the barrier around the Shangqing Palace..." Ji Qingyan's voice suddenly paused.

"...Master guessed right. The barrier protecting the soul cultivation of the Shangqing Palace is the fence that prevents our souls from escaping after killing us every life." Guan Lingdao had tears in his eyes, "This huge The Shangqing Palace is a cage built to trap us."