"This... junior just got it by chance. It was an accident." Ye Xiaocheng said tactfully.
"I think your opportunity is quite good, right?" the emperor's remnant soul said with a smile.
He carefully looked at Ye Xiaocheng, but he still couldn't see through him. This boy seemed to be covered by a thick layer of fog. Even if his remnant soul was at the emperor level, he still couldn't see through him.
"I don't know the name of His Majesty the Great Emperor? If this junior companion wants to accept your inheritance, he must know whose favor he has received." Ye Xiaocheng quickly changed the subject.
Ye Xiaocheng guessed something from the expression of the emperor's remnant soul, knowing that this was just a little trick of Lord Milo.
"I am Qing Emperor, and my name is just one word: Qing." The remnant soul of the great emperor said proudly.
"The last name and the first name are just one word?" Ye Xiaocheng has never heard of anyone whose name is only one word.
"Is it strange that this emperor attained enlightenment through a green lotus plant, so he named himself Qing?" Qing Emperor Remnant Soul said with a smile.
"Your Majesty the Qing Emperor, it's not strange. The boy is just a rare stranger." Ye Xiaocheng shook his head hurriedly.
He was indeed not interested in the surname of the Emperor's remnant soul, as long as he had no intention of taking Su Ying's body.
"Little guy, since you are rich, do you have some ten-thousand-year-old spiritual treasures? Although your little friend can inherit my skills, the wood spirit body is a bit reluctant to be honest. It would be great if it could be improved, even if It is to be promoted to the king's body." Qingdi said.
"Yes." Ye Xiaocheng took out a drop of 500,000-year-old stalagmite liquid like a treasure.
"Can you see this? I also have one that is older than this year."
"This is..." Qingdi was really shocked this time.
He is the Qing Emperor and has ruled a world for tens of thousands of years, but he has never seen such a divine object.
"This is a drop of stalagmite liquid that is five hundred thousand years old. If the age is not enough, the younger generation will have better ones."
"Enough, enough, enough." Qingdi was ecstatic.
He didn't ask Ye Xiaocheng any more. I'm afraid it would be in vain. The origin of the stalagmite liquid that was half a million years old must not be simple. Of course, there was a great opportunity and he must have obtained a more powerful divine object to protect his body.
"Little girl, are you willing to accept my inheritance?" Qingdi let go of Ye Xiaocheng and asked Su Ying solemnly again.
Su Ying was shocked and numb by what happened in front of her.
It's a fifth-level spiritual vein, and it's a stalagmite liquid that's five hundred thousand years old. Who is this guy Qin Tian?
Su Ying comes from a big family, and her knowledge of cultivation is many times richer than that of Ye Xiaocheng, but she has never heard of stalagmite liquid that is five hundred thousand years old?
Furthermore, level five spiritual veins.
Doesn’t Tianfeng Continent not have fifth-level spiritual veins?
Where did this guy get it?
"Miss Su, have you been overwhelmed by happiness? His Majesty the Qing Emperor asked you if you are willing to accept his inheritance, please agree quickly." Ye Xiaocheng was worried for her.
"Yes, yes, disciple is willing." Su Ying nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Then let's do the apprenticeship ceremony." Qingdi stroked his beard and smiled.
Of course, his beard is also illusory and does not exist at all. It is just a habitual movement.
Su Ying knelt on the ground and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to complete the apprenticeship ceremony.
"Okay, from now on you are my disciple. The master's real name is Qing, and the emperor's name is Qingdi. You have to remember it, otherwise if someone asks you in the future, you will make people laugh if you can't tell me the master's name. " Qingdi said.
"Yes, my disciple has remembered it." Su Ying replied obediently.
"Sit cross-legged, concentrate, and don't think about anything. No matter what happens to you or how you feel, don't pay attention to it, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted." Qingdi said.
"Master, don't worry. Although this disciple is dull in intelligence, his Taoist heart is the strongest." Su Ying said resolutely.
"That's good."
Qing Emperor moved his hand, and the green lotus standing on the green copper block flew over.
"Disciple, this is my master's destined imperial weapon Qinglian. I grant it to you now and will blend with your flesh and blood. When you become the great emperor, this weapon will be separated from your body and become your imperial weapon."
Qing Emperor said, driving the green lotus into Su Ying's body.
A brilliant torrent suddenly shot out from his illusory soul, shooting from the center of Su Ying's eyebrows into her sea of consciousness.
Su Ying had a look of pain on her face, but she gritted her teeth and held it back.
Ye Xiaocheng was a little nervous. This was an initiation and teaching, and it was completely different from the Taoist master teaching him step by step.
Although the initiation and transmission of Kung Fu is equivalent to receiving the lifelong Kungfu, magical powers, and one-hundredth of a millionth of the Kung Fu of a great emperor, it is also the most dangerous. Once something goes wrong, the body will be burned, the soul will be wiped out, and even the person who is teaching the Kung Fu will be destroyed. There will also be backlash.
Masters generally do not choose this method when passing on skills to their apprentices, as the risks are too great.
Only those who are dying and don't want their skills and Taoism to be lost before death will find a suitable person, use the method of initiation and transfer skills, and hand over their lifelong skills and magical powers to this person.
This is Su Ying's current situation.
The process of transferring the exercises is still going on.
At this moment, a fifth-level spiritual vein winding on the ground exploded, wrapping Su Ying's figure inside, forming a thick cocoon of spiritual energy.
This again?
Ye Xiaocheng was stunned.
He thought of the scene of Ling'er's blood reviving, which was exactly the same as what he saw now.
"Are you satisfied, little friend?" After Qingdi passed on the technique, the illusory shadow became even more illusory, looking like it might disperse at any time.
"Of course, thank you His Majesty the Qing Emperor for giving this junior's friend such a great blessing. I would like to express my gratitude to His Majesty the Qing Emperor for your great kindness." Ye Xiaocheng bowed in worship.
"Little friend, we are destined to meet each other. It's just that I don't have anything to grow now. There is an innate lotus seed here. I have tried all kinds of methods, but I can't plant it alive. I might as well give it to you. You will be blessed with great blessings. , if it can be revived, it may be many times more powerful than the emperor's body in the future."
Qingdi said, casually sending out a green round seed.
Ye Xiaocheng immediately thought of the seed of the innate spiritual root. For some reason, although the life of the innate spiritual root was very strong, it never took root.
Ye Xiaocheng knew that it took a long time for the innate spiritual roots to grow, and it could not take root and sprout in a few days or years. He was not in a hurry at all. His lifespan was unlimited and he could afford to wait.
"Is this an innate lotus seed? Thank you for the gift, Your Majesty." Ye Xiaocheng laughed, he liked this kind of treasure the most.
Others can't feed him, but he has a way to feed him. In the fairy garden and the four-color sacred soil in the zero-dimensional space, there is no seed that cannot be fed. Even if it is a dead seed, he can make it come alive.
Qingdi waved his hand gently, and the green copper block flew over.
"Little friend, I don't know the origin of this piece of green copper, but it is the reason why my body, the green lotus, grows, and it has been following me since I became a great emperor. If you can plant the innate lotus Reviving it can allow the innate lotus seeds to take root on this green copper block, which may have better effects."
"No wonder Green Copper Block brought me to see you in such a hurry. It turned out to be an opportunity." Ye Xiaocheng sighed.
"This is a green pool. The emperor's body grew up in this green pool. Later I refined it into an imperial weapon. In the future, you can use this green pool to plant innate green lotus."
Qing Di said and sent out another green pool.
This square pond looks only about an inch big, but of course Ye Xiaocheng can't tell how big it actually is.
It is full of green water, and I don’t know what kind of water it is, but the water that can feed the emperor’s body is definitely not ordinary water, and it is not even comparable to the top spiritual springs.
"Your Majesty the Qing Emperor, do you want to say goodbye to this junior?" Ye Xiaocheng felt an ominous feeling in his heart.
"Yes, although we met late, I really can't stand it any longer. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed since I've already run out of gas. It's just to find a successor that I can hold back my last breath and persist until now. . My little friend, if there is reincarnation and the opportunity comes, there will still be a day to meet."
The phantom of Qing Emperor waved to him.
"Your Majesty the Qing Emperor, wait a moment." Ye Xiaocheng hurriedly took out a million-year-old stalagmite liquid.
"Your Majesty the Qing Emperor, is this useful to you?"
Of course Qing Emperor was a knowledgeable person, and he knew at a glance that this was millions of years old stalagmite liquid.
"Little friend, where did you get such a magical item? It is useful to me, but it is not of much use. It is just a delay for a few days. It is not worth wasting such a magical item." Qingdi shook his head.
He is just a remnant of the original soul. After hundreds of thousands of years of suffering, he finally found someone suitable to inherit the Taoism. He is already satisfied and there is no point in living any longer.
"Senior, take it first. This junior has an idea that may allow senior to fully recover one day." Ye Xiaocheng said boldly.
"Resurrect this emperor completely? That is impossible, even the lower realm of immortals cannot do it."
Qingdi knew that he meant well, but he also knew his own situation. He had been confused for hundreds of thousands of years, and nothing in this world could completely revive him.
"What if this junior has the four-color divine soil and the million-year-old elixir king?" Ye Xiaocheng kept saying it without surprising.
