Dedicate One’s Mind

A clear light rose slowly, and when the clear light dissipated, a crystal clear flower appeared. At the position of the stamen, a girl with pink jade was sleeping, wearing two small buns, very cute. This is the moon after transformation. Heart flower.

I don’t know if it’s because of the female protagonist's yin. After the moon heart flower transforms into a feminine form, of course, maybe the rare thing that moon heart flower is self-divided, but Wu Yi hadn't noticed it before.

Yuexinhua's tender body contains endless vitality, which promotes her to grow up, her body gradually unfolds, and some female characteristics become more distinctive.

The Green Bamboo King raised his hand and unfolded a green screen to block Wu Yi's gaze. Wu Yi smiled helplessly. He was innocent, so why bother, but Green Bamboo clearly didn't think so.

The green screen was removed, and the girl who appeared in front of Wu Yi turned into a 28-year-old girl, dressed in a moonlight skirt, her spacious clothes could not hide her exquisite body, her ink hair draped like a waterfall, her plain and elegant face smiled lightly. The delicate and beautiful places are like pink peach petals, and the manners are like orchids.

The only thing that was not good was that she looked too cold, smiled sweetly, and then drew it away, her teeth kept silent, which meant that she was repelling people thousands of miles away, but it could also be said to be one of her advantages.

Wu Yi saw the description of Yuexinhua after it was transformed, frowning and said: "Yueliuli?" After Yuexinhua was transformed, He Yueliuli was almost carved out of the same mold, and they were twin sisters.

Had it not been for Yuexinhua’s pure fragrance of plants and trees, Wu Yi would almost think that Yuexinhua had returned, but the breakthrough of Yuexinhua’s transformation must have a lot to do with Yuexinhua’s Taoist rhyme. Same as Yueliuli, both are the avenues of yin.

The Moon Heart Flower came forward curvingly and Tingting, Fu Li said: "Please, please give the name from the Lord." The words were a bit blunt at first, but quickly came over, such as pearls falling on a jade plate, crisp and sweet.

Wu Yi got a new name, but he didn't care. He had visualized the world of steles, saying that there is nothing wrong with the world master.

After thinking about it, Wu Yi said, "Since you are from Yuexinhua, use Yue as your surname." After a pause, Wu Yi continued: "As for your name, call it Linglong."

Yue Xinhua, now Yue Linglong salutes again, saying: "Thank you for your name."

Wu Yi looked at the Green Bamboo King and said, "Next, you will tune her up."

The green bamboo king nodded without saying, obviously tacitly acquiescing, she is the spirit of bamboo and wood enlightened, it is best to teach Yue Linglong by her.

Before Wu Yi left, he subconsciously looked at the dark blue moon hanging high in the sky, and his figure slowly dissipated.

"The colored glaze is exquisite, it's interesting." A cloud of black mist flashed past, and Mo Yin turned into a figure, jokingly said.

"Men don't have a good thing, huh." The Lvzhu King pulled Yue Linglong away, leaving Mo Yinhua with two slender backs, fascinating infinite thoughts.

Mo Yinhua was not annoyed by being scolded, smiling evilly, his figure slowly dimmed, and he didn't know where he went.

Wu Yi didn't know that the two of them had arranged themselves behind them, but even if they knew it, they wouldn't care about it. At this time, he had other important matters to deal with.

When Yue Linglong broke through, the yin qi converged and the yin pulse changed, which gave Wu Yi a new idea, maybe he could give it a try.

In the past, Wu Yi sat and practiced in the flying boat and never echoed the earth veins. However, the Lidao Zhenjing "Hunyuan Huanyuan Dadao Jing" was originally practiced by the force of the earth veins. Wu Yi seemed to fall into a closed door.

Now that he found his own problem, Wu Yi sighed, and did not disturb Shan Hui who was meditating. He left from the flying boat, and the speed of the flying boat was slower.

When it fell to the ground, Wu Yi's feet stood on the surface like tree roots, sensing the power of the veins. This place is still in the south of Xinjiang, but it is already near the sea. The surface can be seen faintly with fine salt debris, which is obviously a trace of the sea's ebb and flow. .

Therefore, the ground veins here are also dominated by the two veins of soil and water. Wu Yi measured the land step by step, and gradually closed his dantian qi veins and meridians, and the blood was not developed, like a mortal.

In the past, you could find the place where the veins were at a glance, but at this time the veins seemed to sink into the sea, without any trace.

After self-blocking the magical consciousness, Wu Yi felt a deep sense of loss at first, and the power to open the mountain and cut off the flow between his hands was no longer. It was like a normal person suddenly lost his sight, and it was also difficult to adapt to it for a while.

Now, what Wu Yi still has is the Taoist rhyme of the Taoist Road of Quietness and the Taoist rhyme of the Road of Motion, but without the spirit and spirit as the carrier, the Taoist rhyme only gives Wu Yi an ethereal temperament. The mortal hermit is no different from him.

Due to the danger of overwhelming the ocean, this place has long since become a barren land, a barren land, and occasionally a few tenacious grasses can be seen sticking out their heads, seeking a ray of life between the yellow sand and salt crumbs.

What Wu Yi is doing now is not relying on magical powers, but relying on the miscellaneous ways he has learned to find the earth veins, hoping to deepen his understanding of the earth veins.

In the scorching sun, Wu Yi sealed his mana. After a while, he was sweating profusely and sweaty, but after practicing, he had a strong physique and would not be unable to persist.

Wu Yi step by step, according to the degree of lush vegetation, find the ground vein, or the main vein, this is the easiest way.

I don’t know how many miles I walked, I only know that the white clouds in the sky block the scorching sun twice, the gentle breeze blows three times, the rodents foraging four times, five times... Wu Yi seems to have walked into a familiar and unfamiliar place. .

Seeing the clear lake not far away, Wu Yi smiled. He finally didn't go the wrong way. "If one day the cultivation base is abolished, you can also become a Feng Shui master and not starve to death on the streets." Wu Yi laughed at himself and walked forward. water surface.

Since there are water sources here, there are naturally others. However, perhaps the water sources are too small and there are few people. Wu Yi only saw a few thatched huts.

Hearing the sound of footsteps from outside, an elderly man in the thatched hut came out and saw Wu Yi in a robe, sweating profusely, and smiled kindly: "Little Taoist, you are thirsty. There is only one place to pay. There is a lot of sweet spring, drink it now."

Wu Yi picked up a swath of clear water, saw his reflection in it, and drank it. The water was not sweet, even a bit bitter, but it was rare to encounter such a place in the land where the sea was flooded.

"Little Taoist priest, you are the only one that the old man has seen in the past three years. I want to..."

From the old man's mouth, Wu Yi knew that this place was not so desolate. Although there were not many people, it was a small village. However, there was a flood of water, life water was threatened, and countless crops died, and many people left their homes.

Soon after the natural disaster, strong men entered the country, burned, killed, and looted. The old man pointed to the deep scar on his neck, half fortunately, half sadly telling Wu Yi that he had become the last living person in the village.

"Why don't Lao Zhang leave and find a safe place to spend his old age?" Wu Yi asked curiously.

"It's nice to be here when I get old, and there are villagers who accompany me." The old man pointed to the tombstones not far away, with a calm expression, and he had already looked down upon life and death.

"What's more, there is holy water here, so I don't worry about dying of thirst." The old man smiled and said, after seeing the world clearly, he can still love it, so free and easy, Wu Yi couldn't help but salute the old man.

Wu Yi sat down beside the water source, muttering words, as if he was chanting and praying. The old man shook his head, thinking that he was thanking the holy water and did not disturb him. He sat aside and listened to Wu Yi spit out one by one. Unintelligible words and sentences ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Of course, Wu Yi is not praying, but reciting the "Hunyuan Huanyuan Dao Jing", hoping to connect the lower waters.

It’s just that Wu Yi didn’t expect that as he read, he seemed to have transformed into this square lake, giving the surrounding creatures the source of life. Volume, I have seen the robbery of a strongman, I have seen...

It's just that I'm still myself. Even if I'm polluted by the sea once in a while, I can recover after a period of time. Compared with the creatures around me, I have a long and far-reaching destiny.

The breath of Wu Yi's body became more and more supernatural, becoming like the lake in front of him, and his figure became illusory.

The old man thought he was bad, patted Wu Yi on the shoulder and called out, "Little Taoist priest, are you okay."

Wu Yi suddenly woke up with a drop of sweat on his forehead. Before it was dangerous, he almost became the **** of water here. In the future, he should be more careful when he interacts with the earth veins. Now that he has sealed mana, he is easily affected by the force of the earth veins. .

"Thank you, Lao Zhang." Wu Yi resigned and thanked.

The old man still wanted to keep Wu Yi, but saw that Wu Yi was already several feet away. When he blinked his eyes, it was already dozens of feet away. After that, he could no longer see him.

The old man sighed lonely, and was about to turn around to leave, only to find that the holy water in front of him had a slight movement, gushing out bubbles, and there was a steady stream of living water pouring in, and the area was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"God has eyes." Some dim tears of the old man slowly flowed down the gully on his face, "My son, the water is here, let's go home."

The old man is nostalgic for this place not to go, not only because of guarding, but also because of waiting, but, is the person he is waiting for still?