You owe me the cultivation of immortals!

The unscrupulous descendants that the old man mentioned were playing wildly outside. It took three days before they received the letter and rushed back. At that time, the people of Dragon Palace had already selected the coffin for the old man and stuffed it in.After laying down the bed and carrying the entire treasure house of the Dragon Palace, I lay down on the coffin board and waited for the old man's grandsons to come back as agreed.

She made a bet with the old man's soul, saying that if those grandchildren came to steal the Dragon Ball, he could take away all the old man's private treasure house, and the old man agreed.So at that moment Lingzhen felt that the old man was really kind to him, because all Donghai knew that his grandsons would definitely come back to dig his grave.Even the little shrimps who are just a few years old and only squat in the toilet are betting that a few grandchildren will steal the Dragon Ball, but unfortunately their betting ratio is ten to zero, and everyone thinks they will, so the very interesting bet does not stand.

Lingzhen felt very sorry, and felt that there was no reason for cheating, otherwise, after discussing with the old man, he could roll some more good things. Those little shrimps had a few shiny golden balls, and they were always very happy. It's a pity that I can't see it anymore after I left.

Then I thought of these Lingchun who became very unhappy and kicked it to no avail. They couldn't even lift the coffin lid, and punched the panicked Erlongsun hard, and finally knocked him unconscious with the coffin board. In an attempt to escape Sanlongsun.

At that time, she had just refined a little bit of dragon energy in the dragon ball, and she managed to condense a three-foot-long dragon-shaped entity from a cloud of spiritual energy, and then transformed into a human form, which was very strange.

It's a pity that she deliberately changed her appearance according to the old man's usual narration to him, but now he can't see her.Ling Chun flicked his sleeves, suddenly feeling lost.

Respecting the old man's wishes, she stripped off the clothes of the three grandchildren, threw them into the sea that was used as a latrine and sealed them, and after facing the wall and thinking about it, she took out the Dragon Seal and an imperial edict from the splint of the coffin.Long Xi was thrown to the old man's great-granddaughter, Xiao Longnv, and the edict was thrown to Prime Minister Gui.So the old man's poor great-granddaughter could finally take the throne.

On the second day, there was a great funeral for the Dragon Clan, and the old man was officially buried. She looked around and carried the entire East China Sea Dragon Palace treasury on her back.She lay on the mountain wall which was regarded as a public latrine, and saw from a distance that the ugly old man with a flat nose floated out of the coffin, turned into a hundred-foot-long giant dragon, and fell into the abyss with golden light.Lingzhen regretted that in that life, Longlin must have been beautiful when he lay down to make a skirt, but he couldn't help crying because he didn't have to squat at the bottom of the latrine like his three grandchildren.

She waved away, always feeling that the old man was still looking at her from behind, oh, it must be because she took away the old man's favorite treasure house.But to be an old man is to keep your word!After agreeing that I would help him with the work and clean up those dragon grandchildren, I would give all the treasures to myself, and even if I died, I couldn't go back on my word.

The old man died, and the two-thousand-year-old Lingchun, who had nothing to worry about from now on, ran off to the world with his treasure on his back.At that time, just a few thousand years after the shattering of the Ancient Era, and the aura of the world of cultivating immortals had not yet been consumed to the bottom, demon cultivators, human cultivators, and ghost cultivators mixed together and were in chaos.She turned into a finger-sized body and wandered among all creatures, feeling very free and lonely.

Although she is weak, sometimes she will take the initiative to take action when encountering things that are really unacceptable, because there are always some bastards who can remind him of the old man's useless grandson, and the old man's suffocation when he was bullied.What a prestigious dragon, he had to give himself his own dragon ball as a reward before he died in order to help his great-granddaughter find a way out.

It's just that she hadn't changed for a long time at that time, and she was fine against some ordinary children, but she seemed to be no match for some masters, loose immortals, and even immortals in the world of cultivating immortals.Every time he was beaten and bruised and was about to be caught, he could only play tricks and spend money to keep himself safe.

So not long after, Lingchun, whose family wealth was gone, hid in the deep mountains and old forests full of resentment with his shriveled bag on his back.When writing down the account of the person who robbed her treasure in a note on the spirit animal skin, I finally found that my seemingly carefree life seemed more aggrieved than the old man.

Although the old man was about to die, he was a real dragon at any rate, with a reputation and status, and he was served by people with good food and drink every day.But she herself is just a monster of unknown origin, and because she was dug out in advance, she lacks strength.The innate illusion and divination skills can only be used to evade but have no power to attack. After thinking and thinking, she finally decided to regroup and work hard to refine the old man's dragon balls.

This practice lasted for thousands of years, and when she reappeared, she was already a well-known Supreme Spiritual Immortal in the world of cultivating immortals.

When Ling Chuan returned to the world of cultivating immortals proudly with a thick stack of ledgers to collect debts, he found that all the creatures who had enmity with him in the past, whether they were ordinary people, monks or immortals, were all gone.She walked on the street and saw all kinds of injustice and bullying that were unbearable before, but she could no longer help her.

There has long been no god in the world, and the last dragon of the East China Sea died thousands of years ago.She has clearly become the most powerful Shangxian now, but it seems that she is not as good as before.

Is the boundary changed?Or a change of heart?She doesn't understand.

But God won't let me interfere with the fate of living creatures, dead things have nothing to do, those things are all left to me by the old man.So the world of cultivating immortals gradually began to spread about a person who regards money as his life, and specializes in extorting secret treasures handed down from major families and sects of cultivating immortals.

If you ask her how the dignified celestial being can act like a shameless robber, she will only reply you, this is mine in the first place.

It took Lingchun 1000 years to roughly redraw the treasures on her bill back into her hands. Of course, some of them were lost, such as some precious flowers and plants. Find some other treasures from that family to repay the debt. If you are too poor, you can't pay it in the small ledger. Anyway, people multiply quickly. If this generation can't pay it back, let the next generation come to pay it back. It can always be paid off.

She sometimes asks herself, where do you come from?Where are you going?There is a saying in Buddhism, which says that you come from where you come from and go wherever you go.Ling Chun touched his chin when he heard this from the old monk in Tianzhu. Although he felt that he had gained nothing, he didn't feel embarrassed to open his mouth to brush his face.

Afterwards, Lingzhen got drunk and let Zen Xin know about this incident. She slapped the table and yelled: "Fart!" So at that moment, Lingzhen felt very comfortable in her heart, thinking that this girl was not saved in vain. , at least it can be used to study people's hearts.

But when did the straightforward girl before become a woman who buried everything in her heart.Ling Zhen was wearing the bright red robe she scolded as the most vulgar, sitting on the top of Wuyi Mountain, blowing the cold wind, his heart was rumbling about everything since he knew Zen Mind.

"Zen Xin, you always look like an elder on weekdays, but it is yourself who speaks the truth after drinking. The human heart is always too complicated, not as persistent as spirit beasts. Maybe it's because human life is too short , and always full of many complicated thoughts, greedy people always want more, so those who pray for stability will be deprived. Search in your heart."

When she saved her, it was just on a whim, and she wanted to find someone to study people's hearts.But after so many years of secretly observing and observing, she accidentally transferred her every move from her brain to her heart.She began to like to appear upright by Zen Xin's side, drink with her, swear at the street, and teach her how to practice.

Only by cultivating can one live a long life.

Later, Zen Xin said that she would go to Xiuxian sect to play. She had just received a call for help from the great-granddaughter of the old man in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, and she was anxious to go back to help. Always be by Zen Xin's side, and protect her when she is in danger.

Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, she finally noticed the fluctuation of her spiritual consciousness, and when she came back, her Zen mind was no longer there.

Ling Chun stood in front of Zen Xin's corpse in plain white clothes, but the white robe he had finally put on was stained with bright red blood.She couldn't figure out why the woman she liked disappeared in such a short period of time when she was sleeping.Or for other women.

She committed suicide, dying for the woman she loved.

If someone hurts you, how can I not know and not save you.But if you want to seek death for her, how can I stop it.Is she that good?Better than being with me for so many years.But no matter how good it was, Ling Chun looked at the woman who had already lost her soul lying beside Zen Xin's corpse, and thought, no matter how good it was, it would be in vain.

After all, Lingchun saved the soul of Chan Xin at the last moment, but his death was inevitable.With a hook of her fingers, she could effortlessly kill all those who forced Zen Xin to seek death, but she was at a loss when faced with the cold and resentful eyes of Zen Xin after waking up.

Are you blaming me for coming too late, or blaming my divine sense for standing idly by that person's death.

She put Zen Xin and the woman's body into the coffin and hid them, and suddenly felt that she had been embalming her all her life.The newly born soul is not enough to support Chan Xin to do many things, Chan Xin just stands there dumbly, his eyes are empty and seem to be full of resentment.

Lingzhen imprisoned her and prevented her from committing suicide, but after all, she couldn't face such a desperate Zen heart that hated herself day after day.So she cruelly sealed the memory of Zen Xinsheng, sent it to the ghost domain, and asked the ghost emperor to take care of it.Hoping for a turnaround.

She walked in the empty world, and found that among the thousands of creatures, there was no concern for her.It's just that I don't give up after all, I don't want to let Zen Xin go, and I don't want to let myself go.

Thousands of years later, a ghost fairy appeared in the world.The spirit is filled with joy.Unexpectedly, when they met again, Zen Xin had already recovered his memory.There was no blame as expected, nor the drama of the long-awaited reunion that she was looking forward to in her heart. She held the soul lamp with a calm face, just to ask herself for the woman in the coffin.

It turns out that you still only have her in your heart.

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