Lingsu saw that the little kid in front of him was calm and not sinking into it, and he narrowed his round cat eyes proudly.
As expected of her!
Xue Honghua took the civet cat back into her arms and rubbed it hard.
"As expected of the cat I brought out with my own hands, he is really smart."
Seeing this scene, Ming Linlang's eyebrows remained unchanged as she landed safely behind Xuanqing Tianzun.
The white-bearded old Taoist felt slightly relieved when he saw Xue Xi walking away from the situation. After all, this son was the most talented disciple of the Tianwen lineage, even Xue Honghua had brought him here.
Obviously, his regard for Xue Xi and his regard for Ming Linlang are the same.
If Ming Linlang really caused any flaw in Xue Xi's state of mind and affected his state of cultivation, it would inevitably lead to some trouble.
Xuanqing swept away the dust, brushed his long gray beard with his right hand, and said with a smile.
"Now you, a raccoon slave, are no ordinary person."
It is unheard of and unseen that an ordinary wild cat in the mortal world can be raised to the third extreme state of immortality by him. This is the only one in the past tens of thousands of years.
Xue Honghua Chishang was patted by the civet cat, and the messy threads were pulled out without showing any anger. She just used magic power to restrain the cat in her arms, and rubbed it wantonly, with satisfaction on her face. She turned to look at Xuan Qingdao.
"My little Lingsu is naturally the most extraordinary."
"All creatures in the world are independent individuals. In fact, they all have extraordinary potential. How can they be determined simply by blood?"
He looked back at Xue Xi and cursed angrily.
"What are you looking at at this little fairy? Are you free to look at it?"
"Hurry up and follow me into the palace. Don't embarrass me by staying here."
Xue Xi was not as playful and playful as before. She only withdrew her fiery gaze on Ming Linlang and disappeared behind Xue Honghua.
The young man in red clothes nodded towards Xuan Qing and said, "Old man, I will take the first step."
Then he walked towards the palace.
Xuan Qing clicked his tongue twice, snorted softly, and said in a low voice: "You are more than three thousand years older than me, and you pretend to be like a goblin."
He looked at Ming Linlang behind him, and the admiration he had already felt became even more intense, and he smiled.
"Let's go, follow me into the palace, and then I will take you to pay homage to several heavenly beings."
Ming Linlang's eyes were as clear and quiet as autumn water, neither arrogant nor impetuous, nor surprised nor happy. She nodded in response and followed closely into the palace.
…
It was more than three months ago, but it was just sudden.
Pei Xihe stretched out his right hand and opened his palm. Strands of pure mana gathered into a small ball, and then brilliant brilliance burst out from inside, originating from the smallest details and then spreading to the entire body.
The mana aura became thicker and deeper, its volume increased, and its power also fully improved, without showing any signs of instability.
She held it in the palm of her hand again, only to see that its size gradually shrank, and its breath continued to fall back to its previous state, and then it seemed that it had never happened at all and reintegrated into her body.
Pei Xihe's golden eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise, and he felt very happy for a moment.
After deducing the law of changes in the spirit child in this way, and painstakingly studying the "Seven Transformations of the True Dragon", I finally understood the first transformation!
How rich is her magic power compared to other monks in the same realm? If this first magical power is activated during a fight, it can be doubled again, which can be used as a trump card.
At that time, it will be enough to cause the opponent to suffer unprepared losses.
Pei Xihe took a deep breath, but another dragon scale appeared in his palm.
Its whole body is pure ink, and there is a vague glow of colorful rays, but it looks slightly dim. The tentacles heat up, becoming delicate and smooth, like fine mutton-fat jade.
This is what Ao Huahua left behind, but it shouldn't be called this name now.
The spiritual god who resides in the body of the little flower snake has completely gotten rid of the predicament, reshaped the body of a real dragon, and emerged from the situation with the posture of a flying dragon in the sky. Now he is the Tianzun Ao Hua from back then.
Pei Xihe did not feel at a loss, and was even more delighted when he thought of the magical power hidden in it.
"Yes, this is really a magical power that is not inferior to the "Seven Transformations of the True Dragon", and the understanding of the theory of 'Spiritual Son' is even more mysterious."
She murmured to herself, her words full of surprise.
It seems that the foundation of the supernatural powers of the True Dragon Clan is rooted in the "Spirit Son". This magical power is called the "Xuanlong Fusion of Heaven Technique". When activated, it is enough to restrain most of the magical passage methods in the world.
This method is definitely worthy of its name. When it reaches the peak of its success and perfection, if it has enough magic power to support it, it will really make the wild sky melt away.
The true meaning contained in this technique is based on the spirit son. It is believed that the creatures in this world, mana, spiritual energy, treasures and weapons, even the incense of faith and the golden light of merit can be divided into subtle and difficult-to-detect spirit sons.
The various differences are just differences in essence, and the laws of condensation composition are ever-changing.
The True Dragon Clan believes that there are two contradictory forces of repulsion and gravity between spirit sons.
The harmony and order that appear to our eyes now are nothing more than the subtle unity of contradictions.
And this technique is to use one's own magic power as a blade to dismantle the Taoist magical power displayed by the opponent, destroying this subtle unity, causing it to be defeated and naturally disintegrated.
It should be noted that the monks' spells are complicated, like thousands of connected beads spread out into a large net.
In battles in the past, one had to withstand its power and forcefully break out the flaws. But the Heaven Fusion Technique only needs to break a few key 'beads' on the big network, so that it can collapse.
Four taels is worth a thousand pounds, and you can take advantage of everything!
Pei Xihe had the foundation of "The Seven Transformations of the True Dragon" before him, and already had some insights into the spirit son. After practicing the "Mysterious Dragon Fusion of Heaven Technique", he did not find it difficult to understand, but confirmed each other.
She stretched out her right index finger, which was filled with a deep gray-black light.
Following his will, he pulled out a wisp of silk thread that was so thin that it was almost invisible and dropped it onto the jade bed in the cave. In an instant, a low swishing sound was heard, and the black and gray light easily annihilated this extraordinary treasure into ashes. .
The practice of more than three months has finally come to an end.
Pei Xihe put away his magical power with satisfaction, and then took out his treasure book.
Before she went into seclusion, she left the name "Zhao Fuxi" on the Immortal List, so she expected to have some troubles in the future.
I don't care about other people's comments, but I still need to be aware of the movements and not let go of any clues to nip them in the bud.
This area of mutual communication on the Baojian is naturally the best choice.
Pei Xihe activated her magic power, and suddenly a burst of brilliant light burst out of the scroll-like book, condensed into dense text, and she could see the latest posts.
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