At this time, on the green lotus, the lotus seeds transformed by the soul of Qingyang are verdant. The energy of the Yang and the energy of creation merge, evolving into a boundless wonderland.
The seventh-grade lotus exudes infinite suction at this time, and the three hundred and sixty-four green lotuses wither instantly. All the aura is absorbed by the green lotus to warm and nourish the lotus seeds.
At this time, these three hundred and sixty-four green lotuses are nourished by their spiritual charm, and the lotus seeds take shape instantly. They look like a flawless golden elixir, with two rays of light, one green and one yellow, entwined on it. The lotus seeds look magical and extraordinary, just like the first ones. Godly object.
Seeing this, Jiang Chengming felt it with his heart. He saw that Qingyang's soul turned into a lotus seed and was already stable. He was comprehending the Tao of Zhiyang on his own to increase the foundation of the lotus seed, and he was relieved at the moment.
Jiang Wujiu and Jiang Yanxun looked happy when they saw Jiang Chengming's face relaxed and knew that Qingyang had succeeded.
At this time, among the lotus seeds, Qingyang felt his own situation, as if he was an innate lotus seed that produced spiritual wisdom, and needed to constantly understand and practice to transform.
All kinds of classics are still in my mind. I just need to continue to understand and improve, and increase the foundation of lotus seeds. The deeper the foundation, the more benefit I will have when my Yuan Fei is formed and reborn from the lotus seeds, and maybe I can reach the heaven in one step. It's possible, although this possibility may be wishful thinking.
Feeling the surrounding situation with his spiritual consciousness, he saw that all the green lotuses in the entire spiritual lake had withered, leaving only the seventh-grade green lotus he was in swaying alone in the spiritual lake. All the spiritual intelligence in the entire spiritual lake gathered here On top of the green lotus where he is.
Although Qingyang felt pity, he was not too reluctant to give up. No matter what spiritual object, after all, it was not as important as his own life.
As soon as his consciousness moved, he saw a jewel flying out and landing on the lotus seed, and it reflected the lotus seed. It was his natal treasure, the Great Sun Yuanyang Pearl.
Qingyang has ambitions in his heart. Although the talent of heaven and man is rare, it would be good if he could climb to the top of your avenue and have a panoramic view of the scenery.
Therefore, even though he had condensed the golden elixir with the talent of heaven and man, he still chose Yuantai reincarnation without hesitation. Although the main reason was Qing Dongming, it was also the reason to seize the chance to become the innate god. one.
Once he is reborn as a Yuan Fei, once he emerges from the lotus seed, his foundation will be extremely profound. And because he gave birth to his Yuan Fei, he will definitely absorb infinite innate inspiration. I have benefited a lot. When I am reincarnated, I will not be able to transform into two spiritual treasures that are consistent with my path and compatible with my soul.
Thinking of these, Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little excited. He recited the Qing Jing Sutra silently to calm himself down, and began to comprehend various classics in his sea of consciousness to increase his foundation.
Seeing that everything had been settled, Jiang Chengming was completely relieved. Looking into the ice coffin, Qing Dongming's face had returned to normal and his breathing had stabilized. It was obvious that the epidemic virus had gone.
At that moment, he stretched out his hand and saw Qing Dongming flying out of the ice coffin. Jiang Chengming took out a spiritual elixir, put it into Qing Dongming's mouth, stretched out his hand and patted his head, and the elixir instantly melted into Qing Dongming's body. Qing Dongming was nourished by this elixir and immediately woke up.
At this time, he didn't know what was happening. He only felt that he was extremely relaxed at this time. He had endured the pain when he was plagued by the epidemic before. Now in this state, he felt like he was in a state of ecstasy, and even his own cultivation level was at a loss. There has been a slight improvement. He was originally in the foundation-building realm before, but because of the killing method he practiced, although his combat power is strong, his body has already suffered a lot of hidden injuries. Even if he is not exposed to the epidemic poison, he cannot reach the foundation-building realm. The lifespan that can be obtained in the basic realm.
But now, he only feels that all the hidden injuries are gone from his body, and his life span is long. Even if he does not make any progress in his cultivation in the future, he may be able to live to be three hundred years old.
After getting used to it, Qingyang realized that there were people around him. Looking around, he saw that the three people in front of him were as powerful as the abyss and the sea. They were obviously all masters of Taoism. Although the four women beside him had not yet established a foundation in cultivation, But the Tao Qi lasts forever, and it is obvious that he has cultivation.
The strong young man next to the fourth girl gave people a feeling of wildness, as if he were facing an ancient ferocious beast. Well, this feeling was a bit familiar, just like the feeling when he faced the plague beast Fei, but what he saw before him The sense of oppression given by humans is much stronger than that of the beast.
Although Qing Dongming was in charge of the military and political affairs of a state, he did not dare to be too rude to such accomplished people, not to mention that these people in front of him might have saved him.
He quickly saluted and said, "Qing Dongming has met all the immortals, but you saved Qing. If so, Qing will be grateful and will definitely repay you in the future."
Jiang Chengming wanted to sacrifice his life to save his father because of Qingyang. Although he didn't stop him, his good disciple and his talents were ruined. He didn't have any resentment towards Qing Dongming in his heart, which made it impossible. But now Qingyang's Yuantai reincarnation is successful. There will be a chance to go further in the future, and the resentment in his heart disappeared instantly. At this time, when he saw Qing Dongming waking up, he saluted him and quickly avoided it.
Although he is the supreme leader of a religion and has profound cultivation, Qing Dongming is the governor of a state, in charge of military affairs, and the fortune of a state is all in his possession. Although now due to the changes in the world, the human race has suffered disasters, and the fortune has declined, but The luck of Yizhou is also extremely powerful. I would never dare to accept his worship, otherwise the luck of the human race will backfire and I will be in constant trouble in the future.
Jiang Wujiu and others were also knowledgeable people and quickly avoided it.
Seeing this, Qing Dongming knew his identity and other ordinary people did not dare to accept his courtesy, so he had to give up. .
Only then did Jiang Chengming say, "You don't have to be polite, Governor Qing. The person who saved you is none other than your own son Qingyang."
Only then did Qing Dongming realize that he was celebrating the annihilation of the beast in his military tent, but he couldn't hold on anymore and fainted. At that time, his son, the child, was beside him, and it turned out that he had saved him.
"I dare to ask the immortal master where my son is."
Hearing this, Jiang Chengming pointed towards Qingyang's body that had been infected by the plague and was wrapped in black energy.
Qing Dongming couldn't help but feel grief-stricken when he saw it. He didn't know that when he woke up, his son, who was originally Fengshenjuncai, was already dead beside him.
Naturally, he didn't know how he could not be sad when he saw Qingyang's body when he was reincarnated, surrounded by plague, lifeless, and obviously dead.
It was hard to see the child I had not seen for many years. I thought that even if I died, my son would inherit my inheritance. Who knew that in order to save myself, my son died in death.
Now that his only son is dead, no matter how powerful he is, what's the use?
Qing Dongming endured his grief and walked slowly to Qingyang. Looking at his son's disease-ridden body, he felt his eyes darken and almost fainted.
Fortunately, Jiang Wujiu had quick eyesight and quick hands to pull him back. Otherwise, in his current state, if he fell on Qingyang, he would be infected by the epidemic virus again, and Qingyang's life would be in vain.
