One hand held the shrunken Qingkong, and the other held a large white jade radish.
Lingchu smiled like a naughty cat, and her clear eyes were as curved as magatama.
Master is indeed generous.
By the way, Lingchu patted Qingkong in his arms and asked curiously, "What's going on with your left eye?"
Qingkong has already refined the bones in his throat, but he doesn't like to speak to others and only uses his spiritual consciousness to convey thoughts.
In the sea of Lingchu's consciousness, the appearance of a strange beast with righteousness and majestic features appeared.
After taking a closer look, Lingchu's eyes widened, and it turned out that this was the true form of Jiuxie.
There is a beast in the Jiwang Mountain. Its shape is like a raccoon, with one eye and three tails. It is called a beast. Its sound is like a hundred sounds. It can ward off evil, and it can be subdued to kill it.
In ancient times, there was a strange beast that looked like a cat. It had one eye and could destroy all kinds of evil. It had three tails and could move wind and thunder. Its voice had hundreds of turns and could speak to people. If you raise it, you can ward off evil and eliminate evil, and you can also cure evil diseases.
The name of this ancient strange beast is 讙.
It turns out that the origin of the name Jixie is his true form, the beast.
The beast is a strange beast that is famous for exorcising evil spirits.
Unexpectedly, the big orange cat that had been lazing all day turned out to have three tails at a glance. Lingchu compared the majestic appearance of the alien beast in his mind with the appearance of Jixie lying on the eaves basking in the sun. Why? It feels strange to think about it.
Therefore, Lingchu put away the big white jade radish with a hint of chaos, held Qingkong in his hands, and looked into the pair of heterochromatic pupils.
The pale gold color of Qingkong's left eye gradually became richer, and a faint golden light lit up, like a golden spring water slowly flowing, and a distant but brilliant aura overflowed that penetrated the heart.
Looking at the right eye again, the blue color is as bright and clear as if it has been washed with water. Looking at it is like seeing the clarity and purity of the spring sky, flawless and translucent.
it's beautiful.
Lingchu held Qingkong in his arms with a smile, and rubbed Qingkong's snow-white hair as soft as clouds.
Qingkong drank the essence and blood given by Jiexie, and after many years of refining and fusion, Qingkong's left eye now has some abilities of the alien beast.
For example, it can see through evil spirits, and it can also deter evil spirits and punish them.
It's just that there are no real beasts with innate magical powers, but the essence and blood of ancient beasts don't have such a little effect.
It can be said that Jiexie is an ancient beast and a highly cultivated spiritual beast. The essence and blood of his true body must be the essence of the essence.
Integrating into Qingkong's bloodline is almost equivalent to tempering Qingkong and improving his bloodline.
Speaking of blood, it is an extremely important inheritance for the demon clan.
Most of the inheritance of the demon clan is placed in the bloodline, and the quality of qualifications is also reflected in the bloodline.
The blood essence and blood used to ward off evil spirits helped Qingkong improve his qualifications. Qingkong's cultivation will definitely be much easier in the future. Moreover, the mutation of Qingkong's left eye can be said to have received some inheritance benefits from the bloodline of warding off evil spirits.
It can basically be regarded as a gifted magical power.
Of course, the blood essence of ordinary monsters is naturally not so strange, and the ordinary blood of ancient beasts is naturally not so strange. Only the blood essence of ancient beasts, divine beasts, or monsters with advanced cultivation levels have great powers. There is a probability of improving the blood purity of other monsters and inheriting the bloodline talent.
Essence and blood are the essence of blood. Whether it is human or demon, the amount of essence and blood is not large, and every drop is important.
Just like a mortal, two drops of blood on the hand and two drops of blood on the heart are completely different.
And this blood essence is equivalent to the blood of mortals.
Even if you are a monk, losing your essence and blood will severely damage your vitality.
After bowing respectfully to this inconspicuous mountain peak, Lingchu went to the main hall of Taiqing Mountain. Master and senior brother were still visiting friends outside and had not returned yet.
At present, the affairs of Taiqing Mountain are still being handled by second senior brother Yan Bei.
However, Lingchu received a transmission message from his master and senior brother, saying that he was their friend. He heard that Jiuyuan Zhenzhen could not solve the restrictions in Lingchu's sea of consciousness, so he felt that he was not very sure, so he each gave a message. Method.
Now, the two of them are running around again for this method, and it may take some time before they can come back.
After reading the transmission notes, Lingchu felt warm and a little guilty at the same time. He should have refused to agree to the request in the first place, stimulating the distraction left by the master and letting the master chat with the Hanguang True Monarch.
Or send a message and directly move reinforcements.
I am still too naive.
Lingchu sighed, his mood was still not good, and his ideas were still not cunning enough.
Lingchu sighed after reading the teleportation notes, and Yan Bei, who was dealing with affairs in Taiqing Mountain, also sighed.
Lingchu looked at the rocking chair under his second senior brother, which had been replaced by an Arhat bed. There were actually two more sword sharpening stones in the majestic hall.
Second Senior Brother Yan Bei, after taking care of the matter, started practicing his sword directly in the main hall. The sword energy shook the air and caused all the pink and white lotus flowers in the lotus pond not far away to stagger.
Aunt Feng He appeared above the lotus, her pink and white face looking ashen.
This Yan Bei used the Taiqing Mountain Hall as a place to practice swordsmanship, and he did not restrain his swordsmanship at all.
Pity her children and grandchildren.
"Second Senior Brother, I'm here to return your life-saving talisman." Lingchu watched Second Senior Brother finally stop the flying cold sword energy, and then leaned over from a distance.
Yan Bei looked at Lingchu carefully up and down, and made sure that his little junior sister had no arms or legs, and that there was no trace of scars on her fair and tender face. He nodded with relief, patted Lingchu on the shoulder with a smile, "Not bad. , I gave you the talisman, it’s yours.”
After saying that, Yan Bei waved his hand, and the flying sword in his hand started to move again. It was obvious that he was going to continue practicing his sword and had no intention of listening to Lingchu's words.
He was really depressed and panicked here, and his muscles and bones were so tight that he couldn't move them.
What's more, as far as Yan Bei is concerned, there is no reason to bring back the things Yan Bei sent out. It's so shameless.
The next moment, the sword rose, and the wind blew with cold light.
Lingchu quickly backed away.
Aunt Fenghe waved her hand and cast a barrier to protect the lotus in the pond, and floated to Lingchu's side. She was a grass elf and was particularly sensitive to evil spirits. She noticed at a glance that Lingchu's body was different from when he came back from traveling. A sign of hidden evil spirits.
However, when Feng He faced Lingchu, he didn't feel any evil aura at all. Instead, he felt the same light and peaceful aura as before.
It makes plant elves like De Fenghe particularly fond of it.
In Feng He's opinion, it might be because of Lingchu's Immortal Wood Spiritual Root.
"I'm back." Feng He smiled softly, like morning dew and morning flowers, pleasing to the eye.
Lingchu also smiled and nodded, "Aunt Fenghe."
"By the way, I have a drop of lotus dew here. You can give it to the little peach tree. It's really difficult for us, a grassy people, to survive." A crystal clear dewdrop dropped from Feng He's fingertips, and a green lotus appeared in the air. The leaves just catch the falling dewdrops.
Lingchu didn't find it strange that Aunt Feng He would know that the peach tree behind his hut had spiritual roots. Not to mention that Aunt Feng He was the housekeeper of Taiqing Mountain. Furthermore, as a high-level plant elf, she had certain abilities. The induction is normal.
After thanking Aunt Fenghe, Lingchu looked helplessly at his second senior brother who was practicing swordsmanship vigorously, and left the Taiqing Mountain Hall with a smile on his face.
