A deep sea of consciousness enveloped Lingchu, but it penetrated Lingchu's sea of consciousness without leaving a trace, just like the spring breeze turning into rain, moistening things.
In Jiuyuan Zhenzun's spiritual consciousness, he captured the obscure and difficult-to-understand restriction, looming in the depths of the sea of consciousness.
Withdrawing his consciousness, Jiuyuan Zhenzhen frowned slightly, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes.
"This restriction is somewhat mysterious. In fact, it is not difficult to understand." As soon as Zhenzhen Jiuyuan said this, Zhenjun Duanyi's eyes lit up and he looked at his master expectantly.
"Then Master, hurry up and help Ling Chu. Disciple, I am planning to go find that Yuan Shen to settle accounts." Zhenjun Duanyi urged impatiently.
Jiuyuan Zhenzhen took a sip of tea in a leisurely manner, and then said, "After solving it, your disciple's sea of consciousness will also collapse. You still want me to solve it?"
Zhenjun Duanyi's face turned green, "Master, what else can you say to explain it!"
"This ban is indeed not difficult to unblock, but the wonderful thing is that if this ban is unlocked by someone other than the person who imposed the ban, it will instantly disrupt the sea of consciousness. Even though I am the true master of the Transformation of God, for the sea of consciousness, etc. I dare not say that this place is foolproof." Jiuyuan Zhenzhen put down the tea cup and felt quite emotional.
"What should we do?" Zhenjun Duanyi asked anxiously, even more anxious than Lingchu.
Jiuyuan Zhenzhen smiled calmly and said, "Although it cannot be completely unlocked, the Yuan Shen still underestimated the god-forming monks and could not unlock this restriction. However, it is still possible to weaken most of the power. Moreover, I can completely suppress it." Putting a restriction on top of it will try to isolate the connection between the restriction and the owner of the restriction, and it can also protect the sea of consciousness to a certain extent."
A ban on top of a ban?
Zhenjun Duanyi was stunned for a moment when Zhenzhen Jiuyuan said, "Master, why is there another restriction? Then can't the restriction you put down be completely prevented?"
"You, this little disciple, are just a foundation-building monk. Even if her spiritual consciousness is much stronger than that of ordinary foundation-building monks, what she faces is the restriction imposed by the Yuanying monk. A little bit of the collision was lost. Can this little girl's sea of consciousness bear it?" Jiuyuan Zhenzhen finished a cup of tea and refilled himself.
cannot.
Zhenjun Duanyi has the answer in his heart. The sea of consciousness is very fragile. With the sea of consciousness as the battlefield, the collision between Nascent Soul and the cultivator of transforming gods will not reveal even a little bit, which is not something that a foundation-building cultivator in Lingchu can bear.
"Okay, you go back first, let me stay this little girl." Zhenzun Jiuyuan looked at the depressed look on Zhenjun Duanyi's face, waved his hand and said.
Lingchu, who had been pretending to be a fool next to him, suddenly raised his head when he heard the words. Is she staying?
However, Zhenjun Duanyi didn't have any strange look on his face. He patted Lingchu on the shoulder comfortingly and said, "No need to be surprised. Your senior brother and second senior brother both stayed with your master for a period of time."
Is this the tradition of their lineage?
Lingchu was stunned.
Jiuyuan Zhenzun looked at Lingchu's changing, flexible and clear eyes, and his state of mind, which had always been calm, had a slight ups and downs.
There is no one to accompany me all the time, so it’s a rare occasion to be lively, so it’s nice to be there.
Maybe, I am still thinking about it.
"After all, I am called my master by you, so I will not hesitate to teach you for a few days. Besides, you girl, you are full of problems." Zhenzun Jiuyuan raised his eyes, and his eyes as deep as the abyss took a look at Lingchu. , said lightly.
Duanyi Zhenjun smiled and said to Lingchu, "With your master teaching you, I feel more at ease. You can study with your master here. As a teacher, I will wait for you outside."
After receiving the answer, Zhenjun Duanyi stood up neatly, glanced at his little disciple encouragingly, saluted to Zhenzun Jiuyuan, and decisively left the secret realm.
Lingchu was left alone, messy under the tree.
She just came back and was sent to her master to study?
Jiuyuan Zhenzhen stretched out his hand to beckon, and Lingchu stood in front of him obediently, placing his slender hand gently between Lingchu's eyebrows.
"Okay, let's go to the vegetable garden, pick some, and prepare tonight's dinner, three dishes and one soup." Zhenzun Jiuyuan casually propped up his chin, then turned his eyes to the chessboard, and started minding his own business. Chess was played.
Playing chess alone, the black and white chess pieces fight silently on the chessboard.
Lingchu only felt a chill between his brows, and his sea of consciousness surged slightly. He felt inexplicably relieved. Before he could recover, he heard his master's voice.
Prepare dinner, three dishes and one soup.
After glancing at Jiuyuan Zhenzun who was playing chess seriously, and then at the seemingly ordinary vegetable garden, Lingchu walked to the side of the vegetable garden.
After a while, Lingchu looked at the snow-white radish in his hand, which was as thick as the thigh and was carved from white jade. He hesitantly knocked on the radish. It was not jade. When he got closer and smelled it, there was a faint fragrance, and there was no trace of soil on it.
This should be white radish, right?
Lingchu blinked, then blinked again.
After picking an armful of specious vegetables, Lingchu glanced in front of the stone house several times with anxiety.
The room in the middle cannot be the kitchen, it should be on both sides.
Well, there is a pile of firewood on the right, it should be the kitchen.
Lingchu glanced twice, and finally tried to push open the door of the room on the right.
She didn't dare to disturb her master's chess game.
The door opened easily, revealing the large stove inside.
There was no mistake, Lingchu breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, in the secret realm where the Sanqing Dao Sect and the god-transforming monks lived, a line of smoke rose from the place where the immortal aura floated all year round.
In the secret realm, there are also changes in the four seasons, with day and night alternating.
When the sky turned slightly dark, Lingchu had just placed the last dish of soup when he turned around and found his master already sitting at the dinner table.
Holding the chopsticks in his hand, he said seriously, "Let's start the meal."
When he spoke, he didn't look at Lingchu.
When Lingchu was confused, an orange shadow suddenly appeared on the dining table. The big orange cat lowered its head and sniffed the food, with humanized satisfaction on its face.
Qingkong followed closely behind the big orange cat and rushed in through the door. However, as soon as he entered the door, he secretly glanced at Jiuyuan Zhenzun and walked cautiously to Lingchu's side.
"Sit down and eat." Jiuyuan Zhenzhen said calmly, this time looking at Lingchu.
Jiuxie's meaty cat claws skillfully grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and he sat on the same chair. He stood upright and flexibly picked up the dishes with the chopsticks.
While eating, Jiuxie didn't forget to greet his new little brother, "Little kitten, you can eat too, you're welcome."
Qingkong looked at his master and saw that he had no intention of objecting. He glanced at Jiuyuan Zhenzun carefully, then climbed up on the chair and waited for Lingchu to feed him.
No way, Qingkong has never practiced using her paws to hold chopsticks to pick up vegetables.
They can only rely on their owners to feed them.
Lingchu sat at the dining table and first gave Qingkong a bowl of radish soup.
"Little brother, a bowl of carrots is enough for you," Jiuxie ate with gusto. He raised his head and said, "By the way, little girl, don't eat too much."
These so-called vegetables should be miraculous medicine.
Lingchu guessed it when he was picking and cooking.
Although the elixir is good, Lingchu and Qingkong's cultivation level is still low, so it is okay to take a little tonic. If they take too much, they may be weak and suffer the consequences.
Lingchu understood the good intention of warding off evil spirits.
