Medicinal Immortal

"So comfortable!"

Little Baiyun said happily, looking at the faint light that filled the clouds, as if bathing in sunlight, it was really beautiful.

"Just like it, I'm leaving." I picked the gourd, and it's time to go back, and I have to go down the mountain and leave tomorrow!

"Is it fun outside? I want to go too." Xiao Baiyun said.

Tang Ning chuckled, "It's not fun outside, it's dangerous. Just stay here."

As soon as the voice fell, she jumped down from the clouds, and at the moment when she jumped down, the group of small white clouds entangled up and followed her down.

Tangning just felt like she was falling down, and when she was relieved, she was already standing outside the tower, and the old monk was standing in front of her.

Looking at the gourd on her waist, the old monk laughed: "It seems to be picked. This fairy gourd will pick the owner by itself, but what is the ball on your head?"

"what?"

Tangning was taken aback, and looked up, only to see a small white cloud floating above his head. At this moment, a small face appeared from the small white cloud, and her big blinking eyes were looking around novelly.

"Why did you follow?" Tangning stared at the little white cloud above her head in shock.

"Hee hee hee, it's fun, it's fun here." The tender voice came out, and the old monk was even more surprised.

"Is this following you from the inside? It has already given birth to spiritual wisdom?"

Tangning stretched out his hands helplessly: "It's the cloud that came out from inside." She glanced at the little white cloud above her head and said, "Or, you should go back!"

After all, her words fell, and the face on this little white cloud showed an aggrieved expression, and her eyes seemed to be filled with tears. The next moment, the little white cloud gradually turned into a dark cloud, and a piece of rain This fell on her.

She widened her eyes in astonishment and watched the little white clouds turn into little dark clouds where it was raining, and because she was unprepared, she watched the rain fall down her head and spilled on top of her bald head. The top of her head slipped and she was showered.

She opened her mouth, stared at it, and couldn't say a word for a while.

The old monk looked at the dark clouds in surprise, and muttered: "This is really unprecedented! When the monk went in, I had never seen such a strange cloud. How did your cloud come into being? "

Tangning was soaked in the rain, and said angrily: "I didn't give birth to me, how did I know." As soon as the voice fell, she said to the black cloud above her head: "Okay, let's not rain anymore. Just follow along!"

"Really?" The dark cloud couldn't help but be happy when he heard it, and the dark cloud on his body gradually dispersed and became a small white cloud again, making Tangning speechless for a while.

"Really." Why did she feel like she went to pick a gourd and picked up a child? With a sigh in my heart, my body's spiritual energy surged, drying the rain on my body.

"If this cloud of white clouds follows you down the mountain, there will be a cloud floating on top of your head wherever you go. It would be strange not to be seen as a strange thing." The old monk said, looking at the cloud, the more and more strange he looked.

This is really a natural creature, born from the essence of heaven and earth!

"I will go back and sleep for a while. I won't say goodbye to you tomorrow. We will go straight down the mountain." Tangning looked at the old monk and said, paused, and then said, "If you need to come to my place in the future, look for me again. !"