In the small courtyard behind the Taoist temple, in the wing room on the right.
Chang Siguo's eyes lit up when he saw Lin Long'er again. His appearance, temperament and charm had completely changed. There was a kind of beauty that was natural, unparalleled and different from the ordinary.
An inhuman existence, so beautiful that it shines!
Of course, with Chang Siguo's state of mind, there would be no other worldly thoughts. He was purely appreciating it.
He witnessed Lin Longer's several transformations from a wild spirit state, to a wild girl under You Ji's training, and now like a fairy on earth. From the outside to the inside, she has undergone earth-shaking changes.
"Lin Long'er, congratulations on your promotion! With your appearance, how can you go around Qingyuan Realm in the future? Many monks who have not reached the Immortal Ascension Realm will lose their Taoist heart due to you."
Lin Longer turned sideways and returned the salute. She was forced by Youji to learn a lot of lady common sense and she knew etiquette.
She stood up and laughed so hard that she couldn't tell what Chang Siguo meant by praising her. She smiled and said: "It's none of my business. It's their own problem that their Taoist hearts are fragile. I traveled around the world of mortals without disturbing anyone. ah?"
As she spoke, she made a full circle, her pale pink skirt dancing and blooming like flowers, filling the room with brilliance.
Chang Siguo was helpless. Lin Long'er even changed his temper. When he saw his elder brother smiling with the doting expression of an old father, he knew that the culprit was here. He shook his head and urged: "Let's start! Lin Long'er, you Break free from the body of the weapon spirit yourself, and I will take action when you are unable to do so."
The eldest brother cultivates the way of killing, with a different way of power. He looks jovial on the outside, but kills on the inside. He is worried that it will be a waste of help, so he must have Chang Siguo, who is successful in cultivating gods, to come. Chang Siguo's yin and yang rules of cultivation are very important to Lin Long. The soul of the child's weapon has a tonic effect.
A long time ago, senior brother explained the reason clearly to Chang Siguo.
Lin Long'er looked sad and said, "It's really a shame, or let's just forget about it."
To separate the consciousness and energy of the soul from the body of the weapon spirit, she had suffered a lot before, which was equivalent to dying once. Now that her cultivation is even better, the pain has doubled. She is not afraid of hardship, but in fact it is too painful.
"No! Don't give up halfway!"
Before Chang Siguo could speak, the elder brother rejected it without any room for negotiation.
Lin Long'er was not afraid of the stern-faced master, and shouted dissatisfied: "I was just talking, and you're being mean to me."
The elder brother had a headache and patiently explained: "This weapon spirit body is not suitable for your use. It is too fragile. Thousands of years later, when you go through the tribulation, you may not be able to withstand the lightning tribulation and collapse. You use the one prepared by the master." The body is beautiful and strong, ensuring that everything is safe and obedient!"
Chang Siguo glanced at his senior brother, and sure enough, good things were prepared for his apprentices.
Of course, his clone has an eighth-level weapon spirit body to use, which has already taken a huge advantage. How could he dislike it?
Lin Long'er muttered: "Master, you only said that body was beautiful and didn't let me take a look. Why do I feel like you are lying to me?" Seeing Master raising his palm to hit her, he immediately turned around obediently and turned into A thick pink mist.
The pink mist slowly twisted into a twist in the air, pulling towards both ends.
Lin Long'er's temperament changed, but her stubborn heart remained the same. She suffered the pain of being stripped of her soul and endured it without saying a word.
From time to time, there was a "hissing" sound of peeling off in the air. It was the sound caused by her peeling off the soul and energy from the shackles of the weapon spirit body. The process was slow and long, which made the two elders get up. Goosebumps all over.
About half an hour later, when the senior brother saw Fenwu's trembling intensified, a hint of heartache appeared in his eyes, and he looked at Chang Siguo, indicating that it was his turn.
Chang Siguo took two steps forward, with his hands in a yin and yang posture. The two regular forces of one yin and one yang twisted the air into a three-foot-long pink mist and slowly penetrated it.
His senior brother had told him how to peel it off several times, and it was not difficult.
With his subtle manipulation of the rules of yin and yang, it took him about two quarters of an hour to successfully separate a thick pink mist the size of a honeydew melon. He followed the instructions of his senior brother and left a trace of the rules of yin and yang in it.
The remaining cloud of slightly black mist floats in the air without any vitality.
The senior brother threw a small bottle to Chang Siguo, indicating that he could leave and not to interfere with Lin Long'er's integration of the new body.
Chang Siguo gave his senior brother a look of disdain for his shameless act of demolishing the bridge after crossing the hippo. He opened the cork and saw that it was a bottle of golden liquid. He had received the best thing to replenish his cultivation. He collected the bottle. Grab the black mist and walk out.
But I saw the elder brother preciously taking out a bright conch shell as big as a basin. It was translucent and jade-like, and was wrapped with dense spiral patterns. The halo was flowing, filling the room with colorful light. At a glance, it was like Not ordinary.
Is this the beautiful and strong new body that senior brother promised Lin Longer?
Really good eyesight and good stuff.
He imagined the forest cage covered with a beautiful snail shell, crawling sideways on its arms and legs like a hermit crab.
"Master..."
In the pink mist in the sky, which had endured the pain of peeling off the body and was dying, there was a faint resentment with gritted teeth, "Is this the beautiful body you said, Master?... No wonder you didn't let me see it in advance..."
When it came to the end, I almost screamed. Lin Rong'er really didn't have much energy to lose his temper, and Fenwu was shaking wildly.
Women especially love beauty, whether they are female ghosts or female weapon spirits.
"ha……"
Chang Siguo really couldn't hold it back.
Just after he let out a gloating laugh, he was kicked out by the angry senior brother.
The body turned involuntarily in the air, and I heard the senior brother explaining: "Disciple, this is a good treasure. It is the relic of an ancient treasure mountain snail. It is the most precious treasure in my master's hands. You After refining and fusing it, it can be transformed into a set of beautiful robes to wear, so what’s the big deal?”
"...Thank you Master...for all your hard work!"
Lin Longer apparently accepted the reality, and the sound in the room was immediately cut off.
Chang Siguo flew to the bluestone square in front. He held the body of the weapon spirit as light as nothing, walked up the steps, and opened the wooden door of the side hall. The clone sat quietly on the futon in the hall, without any breath, and wrapped around it. There was a trace of black energy, and Chang Siguo could feel the mark of his consciousness left in the clone's body.
A layer of restrictions was arranged around it. Chang Siguo poured the black mist in his hand into the clone's body, covering the clone's body with his spiritual consciousness. He kept making secrets with his hands, pumping in streams of divine energy, and using the clone as an object to be sacrificed. This is the method taught to him by his elder brother.
Although it consumes a lot of energy, it can fuse the clone with the eighth-level weapon spirit body in the fastest possible time.
After swallowing the golden liquid given by his senior brother, Chang Siguo didn't care about his own loss.
He is rushing for time now. After the clone fuses the soul body of the weapon, the senior brother will need at least ten years to nourish the soul of the clone and cultivate the spirituality of the clone. Later, he will teach the clone many skills to guard the Skeleton Mountain.
At some point, the eldest brother walked into the side hall, looked at it silently for a while, and then left.
Chang thought that half of the day was spent on this avatar. The rest of the time was spent swallowing golden liquid, meditating, absorbing and replenishing the consumed mana, and recuperating the mind. This was the case every day.
Occasionally I go out, take a walk on the top of the mountain, and chat with my senior brother for a while.
Watch the flowers blooming in the middle of the mountain and watch the clouds and mist pass under Diaoyu Rock to relieve the boring time.
I don’t know how Senior Brother survived the days when there were no flowers, no life, and no one to accompany him?
Chang Siguo almost repeats the same thing every day, feeling that time has become a bit slow, and he has become less talkative. Unknowingly, five years have passed.
During this period, Senior Brother Wei deliberately used his mana to send two flying sword messages, telling him the progress of each super sect's war preparations.
The year he came to Skeleton Mountain, six super sects and the fog in the Liuyun Sea held a gathering as usual. Senior Brother Wei brought Lu Xian to attend. During the attack and defense, he defeated the commanders of the other five families one by one, which made him stand out.
It makes Senior Brother Wei's face graceful, "I feel very relieved."
So far, the human race has a total of 660,000 monks from the four sects in the five domains, and the training is in full swing.
Since the gathering that year, the commanders of the other five sects have often come to Xingyin Pavilion to visit Lu Xian and exchange command, military formations, combat techniques and other military skills. This year, the commander of the Star Reaching Platform, Ren Xiang'an, led a team of a thousand monks , came to Shuangxi Region and conducted three "exercises" on an island with a team of one thousand monks commanded by Lu Xian. The results were self-evident.
Teams from other companies will arrive one after another to conduct actual "exercises" with Xingyin Pavilion.
Lu Xian invisibly became the boss of several commanders.
Zhong Youcai led a group of monks to develop the incendiary cannon, which achieved a major breakthrough. In addition to consuming huge amounts of energy, it also had considerable power.
The war fortress built by Liu Zhirou and Wu Mo is progressing slowly, but it is said that there are also pioneering breakthroughs.
The only bad news was that Shao Guanquan, one of the four monks in the sect who had found an opportunity to break through the realm of virtual reality, had his soul lamp extinguished and died in the secret room of seclusion. After looking at it, Senior Brother Wei told him that he died in the Obsession Level. Didn't make it through.
The other three are all in seclusion and will not come out soon.
Chang Siguo put away the flying sword, with a wry smile on his lips. Immortal cultivators go against the will of heaven, and the vast majority of them fail to reach the top. Time is fate, no one can blame them.
He guessed that his method of using external force to forcefully suppress the peak cultivators in the Void Realm to break the bottleneck might have the flaw of being eager for success?
Three more years later, most of the fusion of Chang Siguo's clones was completed, and the whole body shone like a treasure. The time he spent on it every day gradually decreased, and the consumption naturally became less.
On this day, after the breath adjustment was restored, Chang Siguo came out of the side hall and closed the wooden door.
Hearing the eldest brother's gentle voice that made his skin crawl, he heard it very softly: "Slow down, don't be in a hurry! Disciple, your fusion is fast. Compared with that idiot Chang Siguo, you are making rapid progress. There are eight streets. After three or two years of adapting, you will be able to run around and take care of your garden and herb garden..."
Chang thought about it and felt happy. Lin Longer merged with the shell and came out of seclusion. What a happy event.
He almost vomited when he often faced his elder brother's old face. Of course, his elder brother openly slandered his unscrupulous behavior. Chang Siguo was even more unhappy and shouted: "Elder brother, you speak ill of people behind their backs. This is not what a gentleman does." !”
Before he finished speaking, Lin Long'er heard an "ouch" sound, followed by the "crackling" sound of crushing dead bones all the way down the mountain, and the eldest brother's angry roar as he chased down from the top of the mountain: "Chang Siguo, you You bastard! You scared my disciple, come out and I promise not to beat you to death."
Chang Siguo, who took a few steps to reach the edge of the mountain, was surprised to see a ball of colorful light rolling halfway up the mountain. It was held by his senior brother with his hands below. The dead bones along the way were crushed into pieces and powder, and it almost reached the halfway point of the mountain. In the garden, it seems that the invisible colored light weighs tens of millions, and the senior brother is actually having some difficulty.
"If she doesn't come down to help, she can't control her own weight. The Baoshan snail is heavier than ten mountains."
Chang Siguo heard the weight of ten mountains and stopped immediately. He waved his hands and said: "Elder brother is born with supernatural power, so what does ten mountains mean? I won't go down and cause trouble. These days I have consumed a lot of energy. I want to retreat for a while. Eldest brother, please don't Come and disturb me.”
He turned around and ran towards the Taoist temple, as if there was a vicious dog chasing him behind him.
The senior brother carried a ball of colored light and climbed up the mountain step by step. He smiled and cursed: "Boy, you can escape the first grade of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth grade. It's better to get beaten early and get rid of it early. Every extra day of delay will be calculated as interest." of."
He was happy when his apprentice came out of seclusion and could stagger around. When he was happy, he wanted to train his younger brother.
What responded to him was the sound of a door slamming hard on the top of the mountain.
Lin Long'er's puzzled low voice came from the colorful light group: "Master, I accidentally fell down, I can't blame you."
"What did you call him?"
"Master, I will follow Sister Youji's call."
"Okay, that boy will be beaten at least three times if he dares to let my disciple call him master."
"No, I called it myself."
"That's not OK."
The elder brother started to be unreasonable. He climbed to the top of the mountain, carefully placed the colorful light on the ground, and protected Lin Cong'er to adapt to walking. The withered bones on the top of the mountain suffered a lot. There was a "clicking" sound with every step, and you could often hear falling down. The sound crushed a piece of bones.
Toddler, perseverance.
Ever since Lin Longer came out of seclusion, the top of the mountain has become more alive.
Chang Siguo finally completed the complete sacrifice of the clone in the eleventh year after coming to the Skeleton Mountain.
The clone fused the spirit body and absorbed a large amount of divine energy, and as expected advanced to the eighth level.
Chang Siguo took his clone out and walked slowly on the top of the mountain, enjoying the sunlight shining through the gray mist. The entire top of the mountain had been crushed by the forest cage countless times, and all the protruding bones were reduced to pieces. It was not that annoying when walking. .
After more than three years of adaptation, Lin Longer has been able to restrain her own weight. She walks up and down the mountain and takes care of the flower and herb garden on the mountainside. A long time ago, she followed You Ji through the process of adapting to the sixth-level soul puppet body. , with experience, except for being a little clumsy, he is no different from ordinary people.
"Senior Brother, my clone has been refined. I leave the rest to you."
Chang Siguo called to his senior brother who was spread out on the recliner under the pillars of the archway.
It had been several years since he received a message from Senior Brother Wei from Feijian. He was a little worried about the war fortress developed by Liu Zhirou and Wu Mo. It was a weapon for large-scale conquest. There were only twenty-one years left before a full-scale conquest of the outer lands.
The eldest brother lazily turned over, rolled his eyes up, glanced sideways, and said, "Bring me down here and have a look. You've been dawdling for more than ten years, and you've finally got it done."
Lin Longer stood up and said hello: "Brother Chang, when are you going back? Next time, can you let Sister Youji come over to play? I miss her."
Chang Siguo protected the clone and slowly went down the mountain. The clone was very clumsy and needed a lot of time to cultivate.
"I'll just go back in the next few days. I'll tell You Ji when I get there and ask her to take some time to see you. If you have time, you can also go back to the Xingyin Pavilion Blessed Land to visit You Ji. At present, everyone is preparing for a war in the outside world. , She must be very busy."
Lin Longer felt a little moved and looked at the master on the other side of the pillar.
Fighting seems to be fun.
"Good disciple, don't get involved in the wars in the human world, and don't be tainted by those murderous evils, unless you want to stay in the human world for a few more years to eliminate the influence of the killing evils on you."
The eldest brother lay still and calmly dismissed his apprentice's petty thoughts.
Although he was depressed, he was not lacking in knowledge. As his ascension approached, he awakened to a lot of knowledge. He said to Chang Siguo, who was approaching: "Junior brother, you have launched this largest war in the Qingyuan world. You will probably be detained." Thousands of years in this world.”
Chang Siguo was stunned, he was trying to fulfill the old Taoist's entrustment.
Is there anything wrong?
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