Xianzun, your Taoist companion has run away

The moment he entered the secret realm, the glow in front of his eyes dissipated, accompanied by a slight dizziness, Luo Qingwei's body was already extremely weak, and this made him feel even more top-heavy and a little unsteady on his feet.

He grabbed at the side indiscriminately before barely standing still.

After knowing it, I realized that what I just touched was cold and stiff.

He raised his palm and looked at what he had caught by the faint light.

What I saw between the thin and pale fingers was a mass of black mud mixed with snow, and there was a green grass in the mud.

Two pointed leaves with small blue flowers in the center.

It looked like weeds, but exuded a faint aura.

This is blue lily, a weed unique to Cangxue Peak.

As for the one that Luo Qingwei ate for half a month back then, he had a deep memory of it, and even after another 200 years, he would never forget these grasses.

Only the blue lilies in Cangxue Peak, nourished by the aura around the immortal, can grow so verdant and full of aura.

The taste is still very good.

He picked out the blue lily and stuffed it into his mouth, just like the taste in his memory.

He threw away the dirt in his hand, patted his palms clean, and looked up at the sky.

The sky is full of stars, and the moon is like a silver plate, casting a faint white light, which complements the snow on the ground.

It is Cangxue Peak at night, empty and silent.

Luo Qing chewed the sweet blue day lily, looked at the sky, and looked at the empty Cangxue Peak in front, where there were a few simple houses standing.

The sky of Cangxue Peak is covered with snow all the year round, and the snow on the ground will never melt. This is a world of ice and snow created by his master for him.

Even the spiritual energy sucked into the stomach is cold, mixed with the breath of ice and snow.

He is an ice-type heavenly spirit root, and in such an environment, even if he doesn't make a special trip to meditate and practice, he can refine the spiritual power in his body to a pure and condensed level during the circulation of his breath.

Over time, the speed of cultivation is naturally faster than others.

In the entire immortal way, a cultivation system was specially created for one person, which means that he, as the master of the immortal, can do it.

When other heavenly spiritual roots were still searching for a blessed place in the heaven and earth, his master turned Cangxue Peak into the most suitable place for him to practice with his own power.

That's why it was rumored inside the Taiyi Immortal Sect that he only took advantage of an immortal master to practice so fast, and felt that he was not as good as Uncle Qingwei.

Most of them are envious and unwilling to his cultivation environment.

Back then when Sect Master Taiyi knew that Cang Xuefeng had changed.

the next day

Someone took him to the training hall, where he copied the Taiyi Immortal Sect's rules for a whole day, saying that it taught him to meditate, read books, practice calligraphy, and exercise his arm strength.

There were a total of two thousand one hundred pieces, and the fingertips were all worn out.

He was only seven years old at that time, and he had just arrived in Taiyi Xianzong, so he couldn't read a few characters, so he would copy it like a cat and a tiger, and he didn't know the meaning after copying it.

At that time, he thought that the members of Taiyi Xianzong were all good people, and the head of the sect was very strict with him, and he also felt that the head of the sect was for his own good.

Thinking back carefully now, the relationship between him and the sect leader is not very harmonious, since he was brought back to Cangxue Peak as Master Qingwei, there were signs to be found.

The better the master treats him, the more the sect leader feels that they owe Master Qingwei a debt.

If you can't get over it, you have to change your method and find some names to embarrass him.

At the beginning, it was nothing more than copying the sect rules, entrusting him with the most difficult tasks of the sect, and asking him to admonish the difficult disciples.

These are all tasks that are not too difficult and are within the scope of responsibilities of inner disciples.

You can't find the wrong place no matter what, but it is extremely cumbersome and annoying.

Luo Qingwei didn't notice it before, but after too many times, she gradually came back to it.

He's not stupid, once or twice is fine, if he's been targeted more times, he will naturally know.

However, perhaps due to the influence of his spiritual roots, he has a quiet temperament, calm and indifferent.

He felt that since he could do these tasks, it would be harmless, so he didn't tell his master.

Anyway, his master treated him well, so he was happy in his heart.

Even if he knew that after the incident, the sect leader would try every means to trouble him, he was also happy.

Luo Qingwei stood on the top of Cangxue Peak, looking at the houses with lights in front of her, she didn't dare to move forward.

Although he has never entered the Bodhi Secret Realm, he is very familiar with Cangxue Peak, not to mention other things, where his master lives, it is absolutely impossible to link to the secret realm.

So this is not Cangxue Peak, so the only possibility is the illusion.

The illusion is the most common level in the secret realm. As far as he knows, there are many spiritual plants and beasts that can set up illusions, and there are several kinds in the Bodhi secret realm.

I just don't know what kind he encountered.

The higher the level of spiritual plants and spirit beasts, the more realistic the illusions will be. The most powerful ones can even pry into the hearts of human beings.

What you want to see, what you fear, it will let you experience them one by one.

Luo Qing chewed the sweet and crunchy blue lily, looked at the Cang Xuefeng in front of him, which was the same as in memory, and sighed slightly.

The place he most wanted to go back to was Cangxue Peak.

It seems that he met

The spirit plant or spirit beast that can open the illusion, the level will not be low.

If so, then his master must be in the house now.

Either sitting or lying down, waiting for him to walk by.

He doesn't really want to go, but he has to go.

Master is what he wants, but it is also the person who makes him feel the most uncomfortable.

This is where the power of the illusion lies. Maybe there is no immediate danger in it, and there will be no monsters, beasts and poisonous insects to attack you, but if you can't find the key, you won't be able to get out of the illusion.

You will be trapped and die in the illusion, lost in it forever.

Luo Qingwei didn't want to be trapped to death, so she had to walk over and open the door.

Go through everything that the illusion wants him to experience, or break through the illusion and go out.

After chewing the blue lily in his mouth, he straightened his clothes and walked slowly towards the house. There was a light on in the house, and the light was a little dim, falling on the hanging veil.

It reflects the beautiful scenery of a room in the house.

Xianzun's clothes were half-removed, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was quietly leaning against the bed. In the shadow behind him, someone gently pressed his shoulders for him.

His fingertips were as snowy as jade, and his bones were natural. He had just seen them before, and they looked familiar.

It's Senior Uncle Qingwei.

Luo Qingwei was silent, watching the movement inside, and heard his master shout, "Qingwei."

The voice is like a feather, light and fluffy, without much strength.

It was pressed to his heart, but it was like a huge stone pressed to his chest.

It was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, and there was a burst of pain in his heart.

The atmosphere in the room gradually became ambiguous. Under the dim light, the immortal turned his head slightly, the corner of his lips brushed the back of the fair and delicate hand, and fell into the dim place where the light could not reach.

His master lowered his head slightly, and kissed the person behind him piously and seriously.

The long black hair hung down randomly, revealing the mottled and interlaced scars on his back like tree roots.

He heard Uncle Qingwei's slight panting, which was not as clear as usual.

It is mixed with the unbearable desire when the love is strong, and a little bit itchy, charming feeling.

Fingers as white as jade brushed over the mottled scars, Uncle Qingwei gasped, her voice was hoarse, "This wound was left to save me, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Xianzun's voice became even hoarse, with a faint urgency, he rolled over and pressed the person under him, "With you by my side, how can such a small injury hurt."

The panting sound full of sex became heavier and more pronounced, hitting him like a tide from all directions.

have other teachers

Honorable ones, there are also those of Master Qingwei.

Mixed, lingering, no matter how they can't tell the difference.

Luo Qingwei stood by the window with a calm expression, repeating his words over and over again.

This is an illusion, just an illusion, those pictures and sounds are all to confuse you.

I don't know how many times he said it, he suddenly reached out and patted the window lattice, making a "clang".

The veins on the back of the thin and pale hands were exposed, and the tone was cold, "Enough."

His movement alarmed the people in the room, and the immortal shouted loudly, "Who!"

At the same time, the silver sword light suddenly appeared, and it was as powerful as a broken bamboo. With a "crash", it shot towards him through the window. Luo Qing turned his head slightly to avoid it, and the cold sword energy grazed his cheek.

A line of blood was cut under the black silk, the dark red liquid flowed down the cheeks, and the faint smell of blood wafted in the air.

He stood silently in front of the window, looking indifferently.

Xianzun put on his clothes and got out of bed, walked over to him to check the situation, before leaving, he did not forget to carefully pull the quilt for the person on the bed, and whispered something.

When he walked to the door, he was a little surprised to see him standing there.

Then his face darkened, his face was disturbed, and his tone was cold and sharp, like the edge of a sword, if you stab it, you will see blood, "Didn't I tell Yunyue.

You have moved your cave to Xiaocang Peak, what are you still doing here? "

Luo Qing looked at him slightly, her gaze was a little blank, and she murmured in a low voice, "So, this is what I'm most afraid of happening in my subconscious mind."

The "Xianzun" on the opposite side frowned, "What are you talking nonsense, what are you doing here in the middle of the night, why don't you go back to your Xiaocang Peak!"

Luo Qing shook her head slightly, exerted a slight force on her fingers, and only heard a "click", breaking off a piece of the window lattice she was holding.

Like a newly found toy, I squeezed my hands and played with it at will.

The voice was low and inaudible, "I originally thought that you would extract my memory in Wuwanghai to create the most painful illusion for me, but I didn't expect it to be this memory."

It's really strange, when he was in Wuwanghai, the outside world was full of crises, and the spiritual root in his body was gradually swallowed up.

Accompanied by endless pain, he was on the verge of death several times, and in the end, even lost his natal sword.

Wasn't it painful enough to make him go through it all over again?

Unexpectedly, it couldn't compare to the startling glimpse he had had on Cangxue Peak before he left.

He broke off a window lattice, and the expression of "Xianzun" changed, and he stared at him solemnly.

All the scenes in the illusion are different from those outside.

Naturally, it is controlled by the master of the illusion, even if it is a plant or a tree, it cannot be damaged by external force.

Unless the person in front of him has not been confused by the illusion from the beginning to the end.

But how is it possible, if you are not confused by the illusion, you will not believe it, you will not believe in the illusion he created.

So... why are you sad?

He clearly felt the heart of the person in front of him.

What is tumbling is boundless anger and despair.

So, did his illusion succeed or fail?

Luo Qing covered his mouth and nose slightly, coughed twice, his fingers were a little wet, he held his hands tightly, and looked at the "Immortal Venerable" in front of him.

With a calm expression and a cold tone, "The illusion is very realistic."

Every plant and tree here, even the position of the snow-covered rocks, is very perfect.

"Xianzun" frowned his pretty eyebrows, showing a puzzled expression, "Then why haven't you been fooled, I see in your heart, the place you want to go back the most is here."

Luo Qing shook her head slightly, "That's not the case."

What he wanted most was to be with his master, not Cang Xuefeng.

He wanted to come back here because the master was here and he had grown up here.

But he knew very well in his heart that Uncle Qingwei is a golden spirit root, just like a fire spirit root, and he prefers the hot feeling of magma, so Uncle Qingwei only needs to go back to Cangxue Peak.

The icy and snowy land on Cangxue Peak will disperse sooner or later.

Where he used to live, no matter what, he could never go back.

These, he is very clear in his heart.

"Xianzun" noticed his thoughts, and his eyes widened in surprise, "How could this be! You, your heart is as hard as a stone, no, a stone is not as hard as your heart!

It's like a block of iron, extremely hard and extremely cold, it can't be shaken at all!

No wonder my illusion failed, how could there be someone like you! "

Luo Qing shook her head slightly, "That's because you are still young and inexperienced."

"Immortal Venerable" suddenly became a little bit aggrieved. He stayed in the Bodhi Secret Realm for endless years, and the illusion confused countless people.

How dare the person in front of him say that he is young and inexperienced!

He stared straight at Luo Qingwei, with an unwilling expression, "It's obvious that you are too hard-hearted, I even found the most painful memory in your heart, why didn't you respond at all!

Tell me, are you practicing the ruthless way?Only monks who practice the ruthless way can be so cold-hearted, and it is very difficult to deal with. "

He was born in the Bodhi Secret Realm, with extraordinary talents, and has never missed a shot.Now she stumbled on Luo Qingwei,

Very unconvinced.

Staring at Luo Qingwei, "If you don't tell me, I won't let you out!"

Luo Qing took a step forward, reached out to touch his face, and said in a low voice, "Don't use his face to make such an expression."

"Xianzun" turned his head sideways, bit his finger with his sharp teeth, and muttered indistinctly, "I want to, not only do I want to make random moves, but I also want to bite you, bite you to death!"

Luo Qingwei looked at the tooth marks on her fingers, her eyes were gentle, "Actually, I have to thank you more, when I was injured in eliminating demons, my spiritual power was unstable.

Hearing that Uncle Qingwei had returned to Cangxue Peak, and Master was still refusing to reply to the message, his mood fluctuated too much, and some things were not taken into account.

Now that I think about it carefully, there are flaws everywhere, especially the relationship between the master and the uncle.

At that time, I sneaked into Cangxue Peak overnight, and seeing Master and Uncle Shi getting close, I thought that Master had Uncle Qingwei, so he didn't want me.

Frustrated, I didn't insist on asking him face to face, it was my fault. "

In the illusion just now, he saw the hand of Uncle Qingwei.

Like snow and jade, with beautiful bones and natural features, it was exactly the same as what he saw before entering the secret realm.

This hand alone can prove that the person on the bed is Uncle Qingwei.

But back then, Master Uncle Qingwei had just been rescued from the seal. According to the sect leader, he was covered in bruises, physically and mentally exhausted, and even his Dao heart was a little unstable.

Only relying on the spiritual power of the immortal to support him, can he hang on and not die.

Perhaps the head of the sect deliberately exaggerated the facts in order to prevent him from seeing his master.

No matter what the head said is true or not, Master Qingwei must have lived in a very uncomfortable way because of the turbulent demon energy inside and the exhaustion of spirit energy within the seal for 300 years.

At least it's incomparable to when he was in Taiyi Xianzong, so... his hands.

It is impossible to be exactly the same as after being raised in Taiyi Xianzong for ten years.

So the pictures he saw back then were probably fake.

Just like the illusion in front of me, it is fake.

With a thought in his mind, the surrounding icy and snowy Cangxue Peak turned into a stream of light, which gradually receded, revealing the true face of Bodhi's secret realm.

It was on a piece of green grass, there was a big tree in front of it, and a man was sitting under the tree.

It's Mu Qing.

Leaning on the trunk, eyes half-closed, he is closing his eyes and resting his mind.

He was holding a naive little plush bear in his hand, and when the little bear saw him, he raised his short arms, squeaked at him, and rolled his round eyes.

It must be the culprit of the illusion he just encountered.

Hearing the movement, Mu Qing raised his head to look at him, with a look of approval in his dark eyes,

With a little smile, "That's right, it only took a stick of incense.

If it takes a little longer, I won't wait for you. "

As he spoke, he threw the little bear away, and the brown bear covered his round face and rolled on the spot, "Gululu" rolled away from them.

Using all four legs, he ran away quickly without looking back.

I wish I had eight legs, the farther away from these two weirdos the better!

Luo Qingwei was in a good mood at the moment, and walked towards him slowly, "Why did you come in?"

There are restrictions on the entrance of the Bodhi Secret Realm, and only those who have established a foundation and below can enter. Uncle Qingwei's spiritual root is destroyed and the realm is still there, so he cannot enter the secret realm in person to find the secret treasure Bodhi Tree Heart.

If it weren't for this, it wouldn't be a big fanfare to send all the nearly three hundred disciples of Taiyi Xianzong's foundation building period, regardless of inner and outer sects, to the secret realm.

He didn't know what Mu Qing's cultivation was, but it definitely wasn't just about establishing foundations.

Unexpectedly, it was not blocked by the enchantment at the entrance of the secret realm, and entered smoothly?

Mu Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why, you can enter this secret realm, but I can't."

Luo Qing shook her head slightly, not bothering to argue with him, looked around, chose a direction to go forward, and just took two steps, Mu Qing stretched out her hand and pulled him back.

Pointing in the opposite direction, "This way."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Luo Qingwei's willingness or not, she walked forward with a half-carrying person, Luo Qingwei struggled a bit, "I'll go by myself."

Mu Qing let go of him, picked a leaf and held it in his mouth, and chatted with him leisurely, "After your spiritual root is destroyed, can the previous mustard space still be opened?"

Luo Qing shook his head slightly, his previous mustard space was a semi-immortal weapon.

There are things like half-immortal artifacts, not too many, but not too few.

The entire immortal way is only one palm away, but Luo Qingwei alone has two of them, who would make his master an immortal.

Will the Immortal Venerable lack a half-immortal weapon? No.

Will the apprentice of the Immortal Venerable lack half-immortal artifacts? Of course he doesn't.

One of them is his storage mustard, the space inside is big enough to fit the entire Taiyi Immortal Sect.

It can also contain living things in it, the only one in the entire fairy and devil world.

The only downside is that you need to use your spiritual sense and spiritual power at the same time to open the mustard seeds, and it consumes a lot of spiritual power.

When he advanced to Nascent Soul, his master gave him the mustard seeds.

Now that his cultivation base is completely ruined, naturally he can't open it.

Seeing him shaking his head, Mu Qing grabbed his fingers and put a white jade ring on his hand. He is very thin now, and his fingers are also slender.

put on the ring, empty

swinging.

Mu Qing let out a "tsk" with disgust on his face, and his fingertips were like a knife, cutting a small hole in his finger, and two tiny blood beads rolled out.

It was quickly absorbed by the white jade ring. The ring was stained with blood, shimmering, and automatically shrunk twice, sticking to the skin on his finger.

It turned into a faint white circle mark, and it was white, so you couldn't see it unless you looked closely.

Feeling the connection with Jiezi slightly, Luo Qing explored the space inside, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, Mu Qing is really generous.

In the world of comprehension, things that can store things range from the lowest storage bag, the medium storage bracelet, to the slightly higher-level jade pendants and mustard seeds.

The larger the space, the more stable the more expensive.

The jade mustard seed that Mu Qing gave him, the space inside, at least, can fit a mountain peak, and it belongs to the top batch of storage magic weapons.

He pinched the white marks on his fingers and asked on a whim, "Mu Qing, do you have any injuries on your back?"

Mu Qing froze, then raised her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, "It's none of your business."

He was already evil-minded, but when he did this action, he was particularly in need of a beating.

Although, but, few people should be able to beat him.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Luo Qingwei didn't ask any more questions, and held up a finger with a ring of white marks, and said softly, "This mustard space must be expensive, and I might not be able to afford the spirit stone."

Mu Qing snorted coldly, raised his jaw, and curled up the corners of his mouth, "You don't need to pay for Lingshi, if you want to pay, it's fine, there is a Lingquan pool in front.

If you accompany me to take bubbles, treat it as a gift, but I don't know if you dare or not. "

Just soak in a hot spring, why not dare.

Luo Qing nodded slightly, and then suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "What you said is Sifangquan."

There is a spiritual spring in the Bodhi Secret Realm, called Sifang Spring.

At that time, his master had just built the foundation, and the Bodhi Secret Realm was opened. Master found a spring in the secret realm and gave it a name.

It sounds like it is full of Buddhist principles and has profound meanings, but it is actually just because the spring is square, and his master is too lazy to think of a name, so he casually named it Sifangquan.

The name is random, but Lingquan has powerful effects and can heal wounds on the body and skin.

People in the immortal way will have some injuries more or less on their bodies. If the trauma is not bad, it can be treated with panacea. Some stubborn hidden diseases are difficult to get rid of.

Sifang Spring is a place that can heal all wounds on the body and skin. It is one of the most important opportunities in the Bodhi Secret Realm.

Soaking in it can sweep away the ailments and restore the body to its peak state.

So many good things that people dream of, since he has come across it, he will naturally go for it.

Luo Qingwei was eager and invited, "Please."

Mu Qing looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Do you know Sifangquan?"

Luo Qingwei thought it was funny, the Bodhi Secret Realm was a well-known Great Secret Realm in Central Continent, not to mention that he was very familiar with the spiritual plants and rare treasures inside.

You must know the most rare ones.

Mu Qing, on the other hand, was a little surprised by his familiarity with the secret realm.

For such a hard-to-find treasure as Sifangquan, Mu Qing said that it was too easy to come across it as soon as it came across it.

Luo Qing looked back slightly, and said softly, "You are not a monk in the northern border, are you?"

Mu Qing snorted coldly, "I never said that I was born in the northern region, so why can't I go to the northern region to play! Since you know Sifang Spring, you know how powerful it is, do you still want to soak in it?"

The Sifang Spring can indeed cleanse the sick body, but it is a bit picky. The more serious the injury, the more spiritual energy it consumes, and the more intense the pain it feels.

Like Luo Qingwei, once soaked in, it is estimated that he was in the illusion just now and could not feel the pain again.

He will experience it in Sifangquan as he wishes.

He knew what he would experience, but he would not give up such an opportunity no matter what.

He nodded calmly, "Let's go."

Mu Qing glanced at him with dark eyes, and led him towards the spring.

Sure enough, as in the legend, the spring is square, surrounded by green grass, and the sound of water flowing is crisp, converging in the pool below.

White mist rises from the water surface, lingering mistyly, like a fairyland.

He walked over slowly, bent down, and reached out to touch the water surface with fine lines.

A pinprick-like pain was transmitted from his fingertips. Little by little, he stretched his palms under the water surface, slowly adapting to the pain caused by the spring water.

Hearing a "plop" next to him, he looked up and was splashed all over.

Mu Qing just jumped down in his robes, and swam comfortably in the pool for two laps before poking his head out of the water and shaking his hair.

The water splashed wildly, looking at the shiny one, staring at him, "You come down by yourself."

Luo Qing shook her head slightly, and carefully soaked her palms and wrists with spring water. After getting used to the slight pain, she took off her shoes, socks and outer robe, and folded them neatly beside her.

Slowly sitting by the pool, let the spiritual spring water submerge the calves, and the cold spring water flooded over, accompanied by dense tingling sensations.

It came urgently and quickly, unstoppable, the pain made him tremble all over, and his eyes turned white.