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Chapter 666 Spirit Turtle
"Country spirits and monsters, U Daochang of the turtle clan, I have seen real people."

What was even more unexpected was that when Chen Zhengqian was in doubt, the giant tortoise suddenly said such a sentence.

Chen Zhengqian was shocked immediately: "You can still talk?"

Damn it, isn’t this a sign of becoming a sperm?

Longevity, the tortoise speaks out!
Fortunately, Chen Zhengqian was very human after all, he was quite calm when encountering such a thing, and he didn't show much panic.

It's just the first time I met a monster who became a spirit, it's so fresh.

Chen Zhengqian suddenly had an urge to capture it, but he didn't know if people from the Animal Protection Association would jump out of the sky to stop him.

Old Gui, oh no, it was Wu Daochang who replied: "It's not talking, it's just the communication of consciousness at the soul level. If I want to speak out, I have to practice at least for a while."

"Do you know how to practice?" Chen Zhengqian's eyes widened.

After asking, Chen Zhengqian realized that he seemed to have asked a very stupid question.

If he doesn't know how to practice, how did this old turtle live so long and grow so big?
However, being able to communicate with human beings at the soul level is quite powerful.

Wu Daochang was very proud: "Of course, I am a spirit-level existence."

Chen Zhengqian: "..."

Originally, I thought it was awesome, but why did it turn sour when I said it out of his mouth?

Are ghost-level existences very powerful?

No matter how you sound, it sounds like cannon fodder in a fairy novel!

Seeing that its hill-like body is actually only at the monster level, Chen Zhengqian is somewhat disappointed.

Sure enough, everything can't just look at the surface.

Thinking about it, in this day and age, it's pretty good to be a monster. Besides, although the tortoises have a long lifespan, they are notoriously slow in cultivation.

The few at home can barely be regarded as the beginning of spiritual wisdom, and they are still far from the realm of the old turtle.

Old Guiwu Daochang seems to be quite satisfied with his current level, probably because he has never encountered a stronger human being or other creature than him.

There are pros and cons to being in a corner like this.

But looking at Chen Zhengqian, Wu Daochang was a little timid again, and quickly said: "Of course, compared to a real person, you are still far behind."

Chen Zhengqian couldn't help but laugh, even an old turtle knows how to flatter, this world is really...

Suddenly I became interested and asked it: "Who gave you the name Wu Daochang?"

Logically speaking, a tortoise should not have its own name. Could it be its owner?
Wu Daochang said with a hint of shyness in his voice, "This... I named it for myself. When the little monk picked me up, he didn't give me a name, so he put me in the pool directly.

Later, after I was born with spiritual consciousness, I felt that I was different from the turtles around me, so I gave myself a name.I don't have any level, so I can make do with it. "

Chen Zhengqian shook his head: "No, Wu Daochang is a pretty good name."

I feel that although this old turtle has lived for so many years, his spiritual intelligence is not very high. He feels too honest, and he might be happy even if he is caught and made soup.

Thinking that no one would come to this place for the time being, Chen Zhengqian sat down on a rock beside the pool and said, "Then tell me your story."

Wu Daochang soaked in the pool water: "Since the real person wants to hear it, then I will talk about it."

The story is simple.

A little monk picked up a newborn baby turtle by the river, so he brought it back to a temple not far from the river bank, put it in a small pond, and came to see it from time to time.

Perhaps it was because he listened to the lectures in front of the Buddha day and night, and the Buddha appeared. The little turtle felt the scent of incense and gave birth to a trace of spirituality.

Although it was very weak, it survived by relying on this trace of spirituality, and it lived quite comfortably.

What I need to do every day is to listen to the monks' lectures on Buddhism, feel the smell of incense in front of the Buddha, and then swim a few laps in the pool, and then it's gone.

Later, the young monk became an old monk, so he didn't come to see it very much, maybe he thought it was gone.

Then the dynasty fell, and so did the temple.

The little tortoise became a big tortoise, and there was no danger in staying in the pond, but it was a little lonely, because there was no tortoise that lived longer than it.Surrounded by some new little guys, all of them are dumb, and they just know how to eat.

I am different from them, I am a ghost, no, it should be said that I am a pre-Buddha spirit beast.

Later the temple was rebuilt and given a new name.

The big tortoise has also turned into an old tortoise, and its size is getting bigger and bigger. The pool is so small that it is uncomfortable to live in, so it simply changed its residence and ran from the pool to the pool in the back mountain.

Because it found that it was more comfortable than the pool in front of it, and it didn't have to worry about being caught.

So, it settled here peacefully.

Over time, it also got used to its own state. Relying on this spiritual spring, not only did it not die, but it lived longer.

As for how many years it has lived, it can't figure it out. Anyway, watching the little monks who come to fetch water from the pool change one after another, it gradually doesn't bother to count.

Chen Zhengqian asked it curiously: "Then you suddenly appeared this time, is there something wrong?"

Who knows that Wu Daochang replied: "I just feel the breath of a real person, and when I get excited, I can't help bubbling."

bubble……

Chen Zhengqian was a bit messy, just because he appeared, so did it appear?

Could it be that he is the man of destiny in the legend, possessing the aura of domineering, and all kinds of monsters and ghosts will worship him when they see him?

Well, these are all nonsense, Chen Zhengqian knew it was impossible.

It can only be said that this old tortoise is too naive, and it is lucky that he was not caught to make soup.

Wu Daochang said: "I haven't seen a strong man like you for a long time. Since the death of the old monk, this temple has been worsening day by day, and then it was set on fire.

It was rebuilt several times later, but the masters in the temple are not as good as each generation.At first I thought about whether to go out, but I was afraid of being caught as a mount, and I was too lazy to go out after staying for a long time. "

Chen Zhengqian asked thoughtfully: "Have you ever seen someone stronger than me before?"

Judging from its tone, it seems that there were many masters in ancient times.

Wu Daochang shook his head: "No, the people I've met, including the monk who brought me back, are not as strong as you. I have seen the weaker ones, but I haven't had direct contact with them, and I don't know them."

Chen Zhengqian was a little disappointed, and asked it again: "Then have you seen other spirits?"

"I've seen it before, but it was a long time ago." Wu Daochang said hesitantly.

Chen Zhengqian was refreshed and became interested: "Tell me, what kind of ghost is it?"

"A long time ago..." Lao Gui started the storytelling mode.

(End of this chapter)