Penglai.
The little snakes are wilting, and the birds and cranes are silent. The two fairy apricot spiritual roots also had drooping branches and looked very lethargic.
Su Qing was very lively every time he returned to Penglai, but this time it was unprecedentedly quiet.
The place under the tree on the top of the mountain was empty, except for one scholar.
"Abandon the fate of yesterday and choose the law of tomorrow. I thought that the road you were taking was smooth, but I didn't think that there would be new choices along the way."
Su Qing held a green leaf in the palm of her hand, feeling quite sad.
Scholars are the first people who are destined to be together in the true sense. Reading together will help the immortal apricot spirit root to grow rapidly. The middle palace area of Jiu Yuan Creation Immortal Platform is shinier than all other places combined.
Originally, of all the creatures in the Jiuzhou world, scholars had the smoothest path to immortality.
Sow apricot kernels and create Penglai. Such an opportunity will never happen again. Even if Su Qing wanted to give more, he couldn't give him a second one.
But I never thought I would make another choice.
Blocking a thunderstorm for Su Qing, making all the previous accumulation go to naught.
The scholar's taking action against disaster does not mean new opportunities.
To fight against the will of the underworld is to stand on the opposite side of the great road. No matter who you help, no new ties will be created.
At best, consider it a favor. At worst, nothing.
In particular, the third tribulation thunder was very special, as it was tied to the Yin Division. Being a scholar makes it difficult for him to even have a chance to be reincarnated.
"Qingye barely managed to protect a trace of his soul, so he should be able to reshape his body. But no matter whether he succeeds or not, you will never be the same person you were yesterday."
Su Qing flew up and came to the courtyard on the top of the mountain. He walked under the fairy apricot tree and looked around.
There are unread books on the desk, and next to them is the book box given by Su Qing. There were green grass and small flowers growing on the ground around him, except for the dry soil where he once sat.
Su Qing knelt down and reached out to pick up a handful of soil from the ground, and then brought in a pool of spring water, which mixed together to form a ball of mud.
After that, he picked up the green leaf and carefully buried it in the mud. Then carefully, rub it in your hands.
Bluebirds and cranes flew over with their children, either on the trees or on the walls, looking at them curiously.
The little snake swishly climbed up the neck of a little crane, stretching its body to get a closer look as much as possible.
Su Qing ignored them and just pinched the mud balls.
He pinched it very carefully, as if he had used a lot of force. After just a few pinches, some sweat appeared on my forehead.
Gradually, the arms, legs, and head were pinched out. Although it still looks rough, it already has the outline of a person.
The two almond trees suddenly swayed, and some roots poked out from the soil. It extended to the front of Su Qing, swinging precariously.
Su Qing hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pinched off a few thin vines.
"As a reading companion, we should do our part. With your help, the possibility of success will be higher."
Su Qing inserted branches and vines into the limbs and torso of the clay figure, as if adding bones.
The two trees seemed to have nodded and retracted their other roots.
Su Qing squeezed it for a while, and the clay figurine became more and more vivid.
"There is only so much that can be done." Su Qing put the clay figurine on the table. "The clay is the body, the roots are the bones, and the green leaves are the heart. Whether or not the soul can be awakened, this time it really depends on fate."
Su Qing did not imitate a certain empress in creating a human being, but reshaped the body for scholars. But even so, this job is not easy for him who is still in the Earthly Immortal Realm.
It is the limit to build this body well, and it is not the ability of an earthly immortal to awaken the soul. Even if there is a true Immortal Jie Jiao's background, it is not very possible.
It is possible to obtain enlightened spiritual objects at your fingertips, but the realm of true creation is still far away.
"It will take more than ten days." Su Qing looked at the mud tire, "If you can wake up, you can continue. If you can't wake up..."
Su Qing sighed, turned and left.
After watching the excitement, the blue bird and the crane chirped twice and flew away with their children. Only the little snake did not leave, swimming around the mud tire as if it had some thoughts.
He stared at the face for a while, then tentatively raised his head. A bulge that dissatisfied him was pressed back.
Su Qing looked back and hesitated slightly, but ultimately ignored it.
Placing the clay figurine on the table means the reshaping process is over. Any subsequent changes will be limited to appearance and will not affect the fundamentals.
The little snake has the bloodline of the green dragon, and is responsible for auspiciousness and luck. It may be more helpful to let it come into contact.
"Hiss...hiss..."
The little snake seemed to be interested too, wandering around the mud tire and going up to tinker with it from time to time.
Originally, the clay tire that Su Qing kneaded had the outline of a normal human being, but under the little snake's secondary processing, it gradually became a little out of shape.
The limbs and waist have become slender, especially the neck.
It still maintains the outline of a human, but its shape becomes more and more like a snake. No matter which angle you look at it, there is something weird about it.
Several young birds that were familiar with the little snake flew over to see what it was up to. I accidentally saw the front of the clay figure, as if he was frightened. Qiuqiu jumped far away, then flapped her wings and flew away.
However, the little snake was very satisfied and proudly admired his work. From time to time, I would twist my waist to make reference and comparison.
The only thing that dissatisfied it was that its limbs felt a little redundant.
He went up and wrapped his body around it, trying to remove his hands and feet altogether. However, I soon discovered that it was not easy to change this, because rhizomes and bones were added to the mud tire. No matter how hard it tries, it can't make the clay figure without limbs.
"Hiss..." The little snake spit out the core of the apricot tree several times, making a fierce look.
It didn't dare to provoke Su Qing, so it could only express its dissatisfaction with the apricot tree.
If it weren't for the apricot tree getting in the way, it would have the confidence to make a more perfect work. It's hard to do anything like this now.
…
Time passed day by day on Penglai Island, and the little snake stayed by the clay figure almost day and night. I just hope that when I open my eyes one day, I will see the clay figures come to life.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed. There is no movement among the clay figurines on the island, but there are people outside the island who have broken through the realm.
"Yuan Shen Realm..." Dou Qianli looked at the young man not far away who was boiling with anger, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Lao Guan, what have you fed him in the past ten years? In such a short period of time, it's okay to break through the innateness. How come he broke through the soul in the blink of an eye?"
"You two have stayed with me all these years, haven't you seen it with your own eyes?" Guan Zheng's expression was also complicated, "But I would rather ask you where you found this monster."
The masters of martial arts who are still alive in Qingzhou, Guan Zheng and Dou Qianli are both absolute veterans. With experience in martial arts, no one will understand it better than them.
But neither of them could understand Xu Jinlin.
I started practicing martial arts in my twenties, which was too late. No matter how outstanding his talent is, he will inevitably fall behind the warriors of his generation.
But he never expected that Xu Jinlin would progress to such an extent in just ten years. From a young man who was not familiar with martial arts, he suddenly became a master in the Yuanshen realm.
What's even more frightening is that in the past ten years, neither Guan Zheng nor Dou Qianli has officially accepted a disciple.
Dou Qianli reluctantly taught some things, and Guan Zheng only gave some pointers. Although for any warrior, these are very valuable. But it is absolutely impossible to say that a Yuanshen realm can be created in this way.
"Jinlin would like to thank the two seniors for taking care of them for many years." Xu Jinlin collected his breath and came to bow before the two of them. "I wanted to listen to the teachings more by the two seniors, but I was burdened with a heavy responsibility and a family feud. If I can come back alive, I will come again. I repay the kindness you two have shown me."
Guan Zheng said nothing, seeming to be thinking about something.
Dou Qianli frowned and asked directly: "What? Do you think you are invincible in the Yuanshen realm and can't wait to return to Qianzhou for revenge?"
"On the contrary." Xu Jinlin said, "It is precisely because I have been promoted to Yuanshen that I know how long the road to martial arts is. But here, I can't learn anything. So I want to go to Qianzhou to compete with the masters, so as to hone and grow... …”
"I haven't taught you yet, who says you can't learn anything." Guan Zheng seemed to have figured out something and snorted coldly.
"Qianzhou martial arts has a profound foundation, and I experienced it deeply back then. Now you just have an empty realm, just a superficial appearance. If you go to Qianzhou now, I'm afraid you won't even be able to see your enemies, and you will lose your life in vain. .”
Dou Qianli agreed with these words, but heard additional information.
"Laoguan, have you decided to accept a disciple? But didn't you say that part of your martial arts comes from Penglai and you can't just pass on the mantle?"
"This moment, that moment." Guan Zheng looked at Xu Jinlin, "If you miss such a talented person, you will live up to the fate of Penglai."
"No." Dou Qianli's heart ached, and he immediately shouted angrily, "I brought this kid here, and he has always been my teacher. Naturally, he is my disciple. I asked you to accept him back then, but now he wants to snatch him away."
"This is wrong..."
Guan Zheng and Dou Qianli bickered with each other, while Xu Jinlin continued to kneel. He didn't make any statement, he just confessed silently in his heart.
"Two seniors, it's not that I'm playing tricks, it's because time waits for no one. What I want to bear is not the so-called family feud, but something more. The future of Qianzhou must change."
…
There are snakes in Penglai, they are curious and skillful, especially good at making clay figures. He made a clay statue for the scholar, which is lifelike and self-explanatory. Everyone admires the skill of the clever snake.
"Jiuzhou Zhi·Penglai"
