"Long'er, have you finished your homework?"
A pleasant voice suddenly sounded.
Little Dragon Girl, who was lying comfortably on the tree basking in the sun and eating fruits, stiffened, then jumped down from the tree with a grunt, her little head lowered slightly, and she handed a peach forward in a flattering manner.
"Master, eat fruit~~"
Song Qian walked up to her, and the two of them stared at each other. Song Erni tried her best to look majestic.
"Do you think you don't have to do homework because you are cute?"
Xiao Longnu stood there obediently, "Master, I was wrong..."
Song Qian waved her hand, "Okay, go ahead and play by yourself, I don't have time to educate you today!"
Early this morning, Song Qian felt a little palpitating in her heart, as if the entire Zhongnan Mountain was in a state of awakening from a deep sleep. The ancient and mysterious aura shrouded the mountain range from all directions.
Song Qian knew that her brother, who had been in seclusion for two and a half years, was finally going to advance.
Her brother Song Xuan has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she understands that.
But during this retreat, she felt that her brother's obsessive-compulsive disorder was getting worse again.
It stands to reason that as early as half a year ago, I could have advanced to the martial arts master level.
Because the time it took for her and her brother to condense the Third Flower was similar, half a year ago, her soul had already been condensed and she had entered the Grandmaster realm.
But his brother Song Xuan has been suppressing his realm and refused to break through. He has to practice the method of refining the orifice to the extreme, open up 360 large orifices in the body, and complete the number of days in a week before he is willing to break through.
This delay lasted another half a year.
"boom!"
Suddenly, lightning flashed across the sky, followed by heavy rain. This thunderstorm came very suddenly.
"It's raining, Master, let's go back to the house?"
Xiao Longnu snuggled next to Song Qian, holding her master's palm with her pink and tender hands.
"Crack!"
Silver electric snakes flew and tore open the sky. Among the black clouds, thunder snakes were constantly swimming. The aura emitted by the thunder was awe-inspiring.
Just when Song Qian was about to carry Xiao Longnu into the house, suddenly, a vast and majestic aura suddenly spread out from the hut in front of her. The next moment, the clouds above the nine sky suddenly began to surge violently.
The sea of clouds surged, and the silver electric snake danced wildly. In the surging thunderclouds, a huge face like a god and demon was constantly taking shape in the surge of lightning.
"It's uncle!"
Xiao Longnu exclaimed, pointing to the giant face emerging from the dark clouds and thunder in the sky, and cheered: "Uncle Master has gone to heaven!"
Song Qian pinched her face and said, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Suddenly, the giant face that looked like a god and a demon suddenly opened its mouth and sucked in, and a vortex of vitality appeared between heaven and earth, and the endless power of heaven and earth was swallowed up by the whale as the giant face opened its mouth.
Song Qian watched all this quietly, a little unbelievable.
Both are Wuque Grandmasters, why didn't she have these visions of heaven and earth when she was promoted?
Does it mean that after opening 360 acupuncture points and then being promoted to a martial arts master, one needs to survive the thunder tribulation?
Above the nine heavens, thunder roared, visible to the naked eye, and the violent lightnings became more intense, like wild dragons, flying towards the giant face manifested by Song Xuan, as if to completely submerge it.
"Master!"
In the hut, Li Mochou, who was practicing, was disturbed and walked out of it.
At the age of fifteen or sixteen, she exuded a youthful and beautiful atmosphere, with white skin, beauty and a charming demeanor. She was even more outstanding than two years ago.
She also saw the situation in the sky, looked nervously at the cabin where her uncle Song Xuan was retreating, and said nervously: "Master, is he okay, uncle?"
"fine!"
Song Qian shook her head, "Your uncle is invincible, what can happen?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the rain between heaven and earth became a little lighter, and the originally violent electric snake gradually began to subside. It was less than half a cup of tea, and the wind stopped and the rain stopped. It seemed that the violent storm just now was just an illusion.
Buzz~~
In the void, a third-grade green lotus suddenly appeared.
On top of the green lotus, a white-robed figure sat cross-legged, as if in the mist, looming and invisible, unable to see clearly.
Is this my soul?
Song Qian swallowed subconsciously. At this moment, her martial arts soul was cheering in the sea of consciousness. She instinctively felt a sense of intimacy. It seemed that in this endless world, only she and her brother were truly the same kind.
Just as Song Qian's master and disciple were watching, the looming figure on the third-grade green lotus suddenly opened its eyes. The next moment, the entire Zhongnan Mountain seemed to have stopped for a moment.
When Song Qian regained consciousness, the sky was clear and clear. There was not even a cloud in the blue sky, and the blue sky was clean and clear.
In the wooden house not far away, Song Xuan sat cross-legged on the futon, feeling the soul sitting on the third-grade green lotus in the sea of consciousness, and a smile began to appear on his face.
He used the thunder of the sky as the furnace, the Pure Yang Wuji Boy's Kung Fu as the fire, and his own essence and spirit as nourishment to temper his body, and finally gave birth to a martial arts soul with endless potential!
At this moment, his heart felt relaxed, his soul was complete, and he finally had the power to protect himself in this world.
Taking a deep breath and feeling the fragrance carried by the mountain breeze, he opened the door and walked out calmly.
The moment he stepped out of the door, the whole world seemed to become a little brighter.
Song Qian was in a daze, and her brother was like a light in her eyes.
There is wind in the light, wrapping the morning sun.
There are also clouds in the light, carrying the starlight all over the sky.
The mountains, rocks, vegetation, flowers, birds, insects, and beasts all seemed to be celebrating his brother's release from seclusion.
Li Mochou didn't feel that much.
She only saw her uncle's cold white skin, his back as straight as a sharp sword, and his flawless face from the side, as if he had stepped out of a painting.
All these things were too heavy for a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. She was stunned in place for a while, not daring to move her eyes.
Little Dragon Girl, on the other hand, looked up at him playfully, "Uncle, are you a god?"
Song Xuan stepped forward, bent down to pick her up, and said dotingly: "Not yet."
"Oh~~" Little Dragon Girl was a little disappointed, "Then when you become a god, can you pluck the clouds from the sky? Long'er wants to taste what they taste like."
Song Xuan laughed and pinched her cute little face, "Uncle, work hard and strive to become a god as soon as possible. When the time comes, pick off the clouds and make marshmallows for Long Er, okay?"
"Okay, okay!"
Xiao Longqi happily handed Song Xuan a peach, and said with a full smile: "Uncle, let me treat you to a peach."
At this moment, Song Qian stepped forward, took Xiao Longnu away, and snorted, "Little girl, it's useless even if you try to please my uncle. Don't even think about skipping the homework assigned to me!"
As she said that, she winked at Song Xuan with some pride, "This little girl is having such a comfortable life, I have to give her more homework next time!"
