The first little white face in the Three Realms

Daoist Qingxu has been in the realm of Nascent Soul Dzogchen for many years. Among the cultivators in the realm of comprehension, the cultivator who has only crossed his big realm, will not bring him such a powerful pressure.

The last time he was trembling uncontrollably like now, it seemed that he was in the Jindan stage, and he met a non-Benzong cultivator who was still a ruthless magician.

But even that one time didn't make him feel as bad as the current state.

Not only is the scalp numb, but also the heart seems to be grasped by others, it seems that if one is not careful, it will be crushed by someone.

He is not in the form of a physical body now. The soul of the Nascent Soul cultivator is far more powerful than a mortal body, but just because it is the soul, the feeling of depression is particularly strong.

But why?Why is there such a place that makes him feel so frightened and afraid.

You know, this is the world.

A casual cultivator can poke a large portion of the mortal world to death with a flick of his finger.

It is impossible for an existence with too high a cultivation base to stay in the mortal world.

The lack of aura in the mortal world is one reason, and the shackles of the laws of heaven are another reason.

Those like him who came to cross the catastrophe were also reincarnated as a mortal and sealed their own cultivation and realm to barely deceive the law of heaven.

People in the cultivation world can't easily use their own power in the mortal world. Once they can't control it, they will be rejected by the law of heaven immediately.

Even a cultivator at the transformation stage who was only a big realm higher than him could not bring him such a terrifying sense of oppression.

The existence that can give him such a feeling is at least the senior after ascension.

After ascension, he broke away from the human category and became a fairy.

Immortals don't stay in the fairyland to do something like running around.

Daoist Qingxu did not associate Luo Qingyao with this extremely dangerous aura.

He just thought that some powerful person accidentally leaked his breath nearby.

Even though it was unlikely that Da Neng would attack him, Daoist Qingxu hibernates, cautiously not daring to make any movement.

The mirror in his hand is an extremely useful magic weapon, but it is only a top-grade magic weapon, and it should not be appreciated by Da Neng.

I'm afraid it's an evil cultivator, no matter what the difference in realm, they will definitely arrest him after they find him. Evil cultivators have many ways to torture people.

As a Dzogchen monk in the Nascent Soul stage, he can say that he is very rich in tools, magic charms and the like, and he also has a lot of life-saving means at the bottom of the box.

The difference in aura state between him and that person is too great, just like a mortal facing a Nascent Soul cultivator, when the latter raises his hand, the former can only end in ashes.

Qingxu knew in his heart that even if he used the treasure at the bottom of the box, he would not be able to escape.

He was emotionally disturbed, his mind was swollen, and he forgot Luo Qingyao and Xie Randeng for a moment.

He really likes this good seedling, but it's not that he hasn't become his apprentice now. The friendship between master and apprentice has not been cultivated yet, so Luo Qingyao is naturally not as important as himself.

Xie Randeng is even less important, but he is a mortal without spiritual roots.

Just as he was thinking wildly, his body suddenly became uncontrollable, and he was sucked away from the formation by a huge force.

Before Qing Xu could open his mouth, he felt that his whole soul was pinched in someone's hand, shrinking into an ant.

In other words, it's not that he has become smaller, but that one is too big, like a huge energy body, an insurmountable mountain

The Magical Artifact, the Magic World Mirror, was placed in the hand of a Qingxu little ant that was huge, and he also fell down with the mirror.

The mirror surface was very slippery, and the originally flat mirror seemed to have turned into an unfathomable lake, whistling with air-conditioning.

Daoist Qingxu carefully pawed at the edge, for fear that he would fall.

He didn't know what the mirror had been transformed into, but instinct told him that this seemingly clear lake was very dangerous.

Every finger of the giant hand is smooth and perfect, and the five knuckles are like five continuous mountains, soaring into the clouds, you can't see the end at a glance.

Qingxu crawled on the ground, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the clouds and mist around the "mountain".

Where is the cloud and mist, it is clearly a gloomy ghost aura, or a devilish aura.

In short, it is a mass of darkness, with the power to evoke negative emotions in people's hearts.

Because of the majestic black energy, Daoist Qingxu couldn't see Da Neng's face clearly, so he didn't dare to raise his head now.

To be precise, even if he dares in his heart, his soul is not under his own control, and his whole body is stuck to the mirror, without the slightest ability to resist.

Da Neng's hands are very white, but they are unhealthy and pale. At first glance, he doesn't look like a decent fairy.

Maybe it's a fallen fairy, or maybe it's an incredible monster.

Death is not that terrible. I am afraid that life is worse than death, and I am not even eligible for reincarnation.

"Let me see, a really ugly old ant."

This voice was not something Taoist Qingxu could hear.

His seven orifices were bleeding uncontrollably, which was a blow to low-level monks due to the huge difference in level.

The other party didn't even deliberately target him, it's just that they didn't restrain their strength.

The ground suddenly began to shake violently, and Daoist Qingxu was pinched by two fingers. At this moment, he seemed extremely weak, and fell under a tree without any resistance, staying with a row of ants.

After living for so long, it was the first time that Daoist Qingxu saw ants several times bigger than a human.

Either the ant beast in the cultivation world, or the enlarged version of the ordinary brown ant in the mortal world.

Everything is magnified except the ants.

No, Daoist Qingxu finally realized that he might have been shrunk.

The fantasy mirror started to work, he entered the magic circle and became a part of it.

But Daoist Qingxu is not the master of the formation, he has changed from the eye of the formation to an ant that anyone can crush.

The time of fantasy begins with the birth of a little baby.

Dark clouds overwhelmed the top, thunder burst out, and in a very magnificent mansion, a beautiful woman kept screaming. She had ginseng in her mouth, but her strength was gradually exhausted.

Seeing the woman dying in childbirth, she broke her body unwillingly, resulting in the endgame of one dead body and two dead, but two tender little hands clawed open the woman's belly and poked her head out.

The baby with small hands and feet was very cute, with snow-white skin and jet-black hair. He was not at all like other children. He was wrinkled like a monkey when he first came out.

But it was this beautiful child, who was rejected by the people around him the moment he came into the world.

Wen Po, who was in charge of delivering the baby, screamed in horror: "Monster, monster! The princess gave birth to a monster!"

No human child has ever been able to tear open its mother's belly and crawl out, not to mention, this child's eyes are still red.

A thunderbolt struck the courtyard, and it was said that thunder is the existence of suppressing evil and eliminating evil. The thunder that fell lit the mansion with carved beams and painted buildings, as if it wanted to eliminate everything.

The guards rushed to put out the fire, but the fire could not be extinguished no matter what.

Later, a rain fell in the yard, and suddenly the fire was extinguished.

The unloved concubine was calculated to have a difficult delivery, but the husband stayed in the gentle village and didn't care about the life and death of the concubine.

When I came back, a fire broke out in the house, and many people were burned to death, including the princess and the servants who were guarding.

The unlucky child was lucky and survived smoothly.

The old lady in the house dragged her sick body out of bed, saying that the child was born very similar to her own son, but she saved the child.

Although she didn't like her daughter-in-law, it was her son's blood.

The unlucky child had a miserable life, his father didn't love his mother and his father didn't love him, all the due allowances were deducted, and the good things didn't turn out, but the blame was placed on him.

But the people in the mansion would not do anything to him.

Because this child is a bit scary, with dark eyes, like a bottomless pit, and a little weird.

But he is very fierce, if anyone bullies him, he can tear people apart like a wild beast.

It would be easy to break a leg with a beating, and he can also break people's necks, and he is not afraid of dead people at all.

Until the monk who tested the spiritual root came to the palace, and found out that the child's half brother was a gifted child.

When the monk saw Luo Qingyao, he frowned.

He said that this child named Qingyao is a lone star of the devil, and Xingke's six relatives will bring great disaster to the Luo family.

This is of course false, this is actually a very blessed child, but he was watched and plotted by someone when he was still in the womb.

It's just that I don't know why the evil cultivator who wanted to make this child into a baby ghost was struck by lightning, but Luo Qingyao survived.

It's a pity that Luo Qingyao's life is short-lived, and he is always being watched.

After living like a weed for more than ten years, the monk took a fancy to the natural sword bone and wanted to replace it.

After the child was kicked out, he was still doing well.

Can't bear it, he is still young and very weak, because of the sword bone, he is constantly hunted down.

But those who chased him down, underestimated his strength, were all torn to pieces.

When Xie Randeng ran away from home, the stumps on the mountain he saw were the masterpieces of Luo Qingyao.

The picture moved quickly, like flowing water, from the birth of the baby to the ruined temple bridge section, in this section, the entire illusion changed from a gloomy, dark and bloody atmosphere to an ambiguous pink.

Afterwards, the entire illusion was shrouded in pink bubbles.

The captured Xie Randeng looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scene, and scratched his hair in distress.

He is very clear that he is not in reality, because the whole person is light and light, and his toes seem to be stepping on clouds.

It should be in a dream, and this state is the lucid dream described in the book.

It's just that there is something wrong with this dream. The state of his little wife, Luo Qingyao, is very wrong.

The author has something to say: You must adjust your schedule tomorrow!