After decades of separation, I returned to Taiqing Mountain, and everything seemed to be the same as before.
The main hall of Taiqing Mountain is usually very deserted. Even the first leader of Taiqing Mountain, Duanyi Zhenjun himself, rarely stays here, but today it is very lively.
Probably because Zhenjun Duanyi carried his young disciple, as soon as he left the master's hall, greeted everyone, and rushed back to Taiqing Mountain in a hurry.
As soon as we arrived at the top of Taiqing Mountain, there was no need for any sound transmission, just a burst of clear drink.
"My little apprentice is back!"
Lingchu, who was already eighty or ninety years old, followed the master helplessly. Hearing the master still shouting to the little disciple, he felt helpless and warm.
The clear shout of Lord Nascent Soul naturally echoed throughout the mountain.
The lotus pond in front of the main hall has clear waves. The green pink and pink in the pond are swaying without the wind, and the faint fragrance of lotus is refreshing. A graceful figure is looming in the center of the lotus pond. The sapphire bracelet on the snow-white wrist is crystal clear. He held a green lotus leaf in his hand. In the center of the lotus leaf was a round and bright drop of dew, which showed colorful splendor in the sunlight.
Lingchu, who was already in the middle stage of Jindan, this time, the moment Feng He appeared, he keenly captured the opponent's figure and felt the opponent's cultivation.
Golden elixir Dzogchen.
Fenghe seemed to be aware of it, her graceful and swaying figure moved slightly, and she stepped forward on the water. Her skirt swayed just like pink lotuses in full bloom. Her snow-white cheeks were as pink and rosy as peach blossoms, and her eyes were as bright as water. Xiaofei smiled and looked Lingchu up and down.
"Little girl, you can't see it in the blink of an eye, but you have become more beautiful." Feng He directly ignored Zhenjun Duanyi on the side, walked around Lingchu, carrying the fragrant wind, and finally stood at Lingchu In front of him, "It's a pity that you don't know how to dress up, but it looks like your master. It's a pity that you have this charming little face."
This is the first time that Lingchu has been so close to Feng He. The lotus fragrance that always accompanies Feng He seems to be a little thicker, but it doesn't feel cloying at all. On the contrary, the thicker it is, the more irritating it is. Feel comfortable.
And after a closer look, Lingchu discovered that the ends of Feng He's eyes actually had very light golden lines, which vaguely seemed to look like lotus flowers. The water-like eyes add a very coquettish beauty.
However, after decades of absence, Aunt Fenghe spoke like this, which really weakened the joy of reunion in Lingchu's heart by eight points.
Feng He was very happy to see the helpless look on Lingchu's face. He smiled tenderly, raised the lotus leaf he had been holding in his hand, and shook it towards Lingchu.
The crystal dewdrop that had always stood still in the middle of the lotus leaf flew out and landed impartially on Lingchu's eyebrows.
The sudden dewdrops made Lingchu subconsciously want to dodge, but he soon realized that the person in front of him was Aunt Feng He, and his master was still beside him, so he stopped his dodge movement and let his eyes wander. Suddenly there was a chill.
"Aunt Feng He, what is this?" Lingchu believed that Feng He would not harm her, and her master Duanyi Zhenjun would not watch harmful things being used on her disciples, but she still asked out of curiosity. road.
Feng He glanced at Zhenjun Duanyi sideways, and then glanced at Lingchu, "Look, you've been here for a few years, and something will happen to you every time you go out. Wherever you go, something happens. Lingchu, my aunt gave you this thing. Ah, it’s a good thing to get rid of bad luck.”
After saying that, he ignored the disbelief on Lingchu's face, smiled, patted Lingchu's shoulder, and disappeared like a bubble. The lotus pond shook slightly, and became calm again.
Duanyi Zhenjun also patted Lingchu on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Your Aunt Feng He didn't lie to you. It was pure dew, neither rain nor water. It was never stained by any dust. It was only in the buds of thousands of lotus flowers." The dew that condenses out of it is dust-free and clear, and it is nourished by a lotus fairy like Feng He. It takes hundreds of years to condense such a drop. It is an extremely rare treasure that can enhance luck. "
Luck?
The surprise in Lingchu's eyes was not concealed. When it comes to luck, it is most elusive and elusive. It is an existence that is more difficult to determine than a bone. Lingchu has heard of treasures that can enhance luck. Most of them are from Buddhism. There are only sects that specialize in moral destiny.
For example, the relics of eminent monks.
But treasures like relics are the most sacred treasures of Buddhism, and they cannot be easily found.
A treasure that enhances luck. If such a treasure were to be revealed, I'm afraid the gates of the Sanqing Mountains would be broken through. Luck, for cultivators, is as important as the bones. Sometimes, it is even more important than the bones. The root bone is even more important.
Because the root bone determines whether a person can cultivate immortality, and whether a person can have the root bone, who can say that there is no factor of luck?
Therefore, in reality, treasures that can enhance luck are definitely more popular and rare in the world of cultivation than treasures that can strengthen bones.
Seeing the shock on Lingchu's face, Zhenjun Duanyi didn't need to think too hard to understand why his disciple was surprised. He immediately smiled and said, "Don't think too much, Feng He's dirt-free dew is very precious, but, The amount of luck it can enhance is actually very small, and you have to understand that for cultivators, luck is important, but what is really important is the self."
After hearing the master's words, Lingchu's face quickly faded from shock, and he also smiled and said, "I know, master, but why have I never heard of this Dettol?"
Feng He's body is a lotus. Although he is not a monster because of the Sanqing Dao Sect, he still cannot escape his identity as a monster. However, when Lingchu read through Zhiyi when he was young, he had never heard of lotus monsters having such abilities.
"Didn't I say it? Feng He is a very rare Immortal in the Lotus, not an ordinary demon clan. Do you know why Feng He can always live in our Sanqing Dao Sect, and he is also one of the three mountains in Taiqing? Or, you Have you ever felt a little bit of evil energy in Feng He?"
Lingchu asked several questions in a row and shook his head in confusion.
Zhenjun Duanyi looked at the green and pink lotus pond in the distance and smiled slightly, "The biggest reason is that Feng He has practiced merit for hundreds of years before she transformed into a human being. The path she took is one of the best among demons." I can’t say much about Feng He’s true form, but her human form was all created by merit.”
It is no wonder that he is not called the demon in the lotus, but the immortal in the lotus.
Lingchu knew this for the first time, and his eyes were full of color. Sure enough, his sect was truly extraordinary.
Aunt Fenghe, no wonder she has been able to control all things in Taiqing Mountain for hundreds of years with her golden elixir cultivation, and she is really hidden.
"Master, what about the fairy cranes in front of our door and the fairy trees behind the door?" Lingchu blinked and asked enthusiastically. She suddenly felt as if she didn't know enough about Taiqing Mountain.
Duanyi Zhenjun choked for a moment, remained silent, and then said, "Little disciple, is it so easy for you to think that all things have become spirits? Then you might as well go back and take a look at your peach tree. I think you may be able to raise it." The second wind load comes out.”
That peach tree?
