The mountains stretch, the bamboo raft on the river is like a small dead leaf, any wave can be swallowed, Luo Qian sat for a long time, looking at the mountains and waters swept away on both sides, they quickly met the eyes and flashed away, turning into black spots that were far away, There is quite a sense of déjà vu of a thousand miles of Jiangling in a day.
The sunrise in the east, the light sprinkles brilliant colored sand for all things, the surface of the river is like a flat picture scroll, bamboo rafts, lone birds, schools of jumping fish, and men and women on the raft like fairies, have become the embellishment of this picture scroll.
Su Yingmo stood up from the side lying down, the white dress was like snow, the blue silk flying like a waterfall, the coldness between her eyebrows was smoothed by the breeze, she smiled lazily, and when she raised her hand, she held a bamboo Xiao in her hand. On the bamboo raft, the girl fairy posture is beautiful, holding the flute close to the lips, the green onion white jade fingers are clasped on the flute hole, the finger moves the lips to open, the sound of the flute comes out leisurely, and the sound of the pine wave lapping the shore is harmonious, ethereal like a fairy mountain, leisurely like a crane.
Luo Qian listened to the sound of the flute, his mind floated, as if he flew nine days away with this sound, he sat and forgot himself, felt the tranquility of thousands of mountains, realized the mystery of heaven and earth, and suddenly realized that he was about to break the realm.
Generally speaking, cultivators who are promoted to the realm of the Purple Mansion only need to open up the Purple Mansion within the sea of knowledge. But Luo Qian, who had cultivated the White Tibetan Sutra, was different, and his purple mansion needed to be opened in the Mud Pill Palace.
Where is the mud pill palace, simply put, enter from the middle of the two eyebrows, one inch is the ming hall, two inches is the cave room, and three inches is the upper dantian, which is the place where the Governor Pulse Seal Hall is, that is, the mud pill palace.
Luo Qian quickly sat cross-kneeled, looking inwardly at his body, and his divine thoughts passed through the meridians and converged in the mud pill palace. In that mud pill palace, there was a little light, and Luo Qian knew in his heart that that was the position where he opened the Purple Mansion, as long as he broke it through, the Purple Mansion would be born on its own.
"Buzz."
Luo Qian's divine mind turned into a line, aimed at the position, like a dragon entering the cave, and violently pierced the point of light, and suddenly, the light was radiant, and the white light filled the entire mud pill palace. At the same time, Luo Qian's physical body trembled, and the spiritual energy around him continued to gather, merging into his body, filling the sea of qi that expanded several times.
Su Yingmo, who heard the movement, was stunned, a trace of disbelief flashed under his eyes, and his hands that pressed the bamboo flute directly froze, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly at this moment.
No, she just blows a flute, how can the master's cultivation improve again?
Su Yingmo suddenly felt a little aggrieved, the flute was blown by himself, but it was someone else who broke through the realm, which is like the groom working hard every day, but the child is the old king next door.
Although it has not reached this level, Su Yingmo still has a feeling that Huang Lian can't speak, the key is that if it goes on like this, when will she be able to come out, I am afraid that she will not be able to pump Luo Qian's ass fiercely until she is old....
She glanced at the bamboo flute in her hand, and threw the bamboo flute into the river, and a wave rushed, and the bamboo flute was rolled up somewhere.
Luo Qian, who came back to his senses, was already a cultivator of the Purple Mansion, he slowly opened his eyes, and happened to see the picture of Su Yingmo throwing the flute, and said in amazement: "This flute played such a beautiful song, it is a pity to lose it like this."
Su Yingmo secretly gritted his teeth and pretended to be lightly said: "This flute is just made when the apprentice is interested, and it is only ordinary green bamboo, the timbre is biased, it can't blow the effect I want, and it's not a pity to give it up." Moreover, what is meaningful is the song, the master broke through because of Xiao Sheng, not the bamboo flute.
Luo Qian listened to her words and chuckled, "Why, you don't seem to be happy that the division broke through?"
Su Yingmo sighed and said, "How come, of course the master is happy to break through the apprentice, but when I think that the master is getting higher and higher, I am afraid that bullying the apprentice in the future is..."
The girl said, revealing a gesture of pity.
Luo Qian ignored this little trick, and he used his finger as a sword to draw a line on the side of the raft.
"What is Master doing here?" Seeing that Luo Qian was silent, Su Yingmo put away Chu Chu's pitiful look and returned to being that cold fairy.
"If the apprentice regrets it in the future, he will find the jiao back with this notch." Luo Qian said.
"Did Master treat the apprentice as a fool?" Su Ying Mo said.
Luo Qian smiled and said nothing.
At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew on the river, rolling up waves several meters high, the bamboo raft was blown straight back, and the big white bird jumped to the front of the raft in Yiyiyi, facing the wind, and suddenly spread its wings, using itself as a raised sail.
Luo Qian's hands that used his spiritual power froze, and he immediately understood Yiyi's thoughts, "Yiyi, I understand what you mean, but now it's a headwind..."
The big white bird was stunned, quickly turned around, and snorted, meaning - look, now is not a headwind.
Su
Yingmo and Luo Qian were both silent.
At the center of the river, the water rippled, bubbles continued to bubble up, and when the bamboo raft approached under the control of Luo Qian's spiritual power, the water suddenly arched.
A giant snapping turtle slowly floats from under the surface of the water, with sharp teeth, scales around its neck, and dense barbs on its back, exuding a chill like a sharp blade.
The snapping turtle rolled his eyes and spat out: "I am the god of this river and water, and if you want to cross the river, you need to come up with a sacrifice that satisfies me, otherwise..." Before
the snapping turtle finished speaking, the two people on the raft had already joined forces, and the fist wind and sword qi roared, bombarding his back.
"Sneak attack! You don't talk about martial virtue! Hey, wait... I have the ability to make me sacrifice..." the snapping turtle shouted angrily.
The call turned poignant, the snapping turtle's words were interrupted again, and the great white bird stood on the raft and shook its head, his eyes compassionate.
"Wait, wait a minute, I'm wrong, two immortals, two masters, it's me who can't see Mount Tai... Don't hit it in the face..." The snapping turtle was beaten and stretched out its paws to hold its head, but unfortunately the claws were shorter.
Su Yingmo was playing hard, and he didn't want to stop at all, he was still thanking nature for his gifts, knowing that he was in a bad mood, he immediately sent a sandbag up.
Luo Qian was adapting to the body after the breakthrough, and after a few punches, he understood his own strength a little.
"Don't fight, two masters, heroes, I am willing to offer a treasure, so that the two can release me." The snapping turtle arched its paws and begged for mercy.
"Me?" Su Yingmo frowned.
"No, it's Li, I don't know the true immortals, I bumped into two masters, and I am willing to offer a treasure to apologize." The snapping turtle seemed to be frightened and shrunk its head.
"Oh? What treasure? Su Yingmo asked.
The snapping turtle stretched out its claws, took out a crimson bead from the turtle shell, and respectfully offered it, saying, "This is it."
Luo Qian took the red bead away, looked at it, and asked, "What is this bead?"
The snapping turtle shook his head and said, "I... I don't know, but this bead is very supernatural, I was originally just an uncivilized turtle in the river, I picked up this bead five years ago, I put the bead in my mouth, and soon after I opened Lingzhi, as for how to open it, I don't know. I only knew that this bead must be a treasure, so I wore it on my body every day, if it weren't for the collision between the two this time, I would definitely not have taken it out.
Luo Qian's face was slightly stiff, and he looked at the beads in his hand with disgust, and the thought of drawing water from the river kept washing the beads and hands.
The corners of Su Yingmo's lips hooked and giggled.
The snapping turtle twisted its head, looking unconscious.
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