Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

Luo Qingyan happily followed Master Qingyan along the way, chattering and asking questions about this and that. She was extremely curious about everything about cultivation.

They came to the depths of an inaccessible valley, where trees blocked out the sky and unknown wild flowers spread all over the place, stretching into the distance with colorful colors. It was quiet everywhere, except for the occasional chirping of insects and birds, and the occasional rustling of leaves in the wind.

She broke off a piece of weed and shook it in her hand.

As I was walking, I suddenly heard someone laughing. I looked towards the source of the sound unconsciously, only to see a little boy half-covered and half-exposed in a torn sack, holding a dead bird in his silly hands. , still muttering something like, "Birds fly, birds fly, birds fly quickly! Why don't birds fly..."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and carefully protected the dead bird in his hand, for fear that the dead bird would fall from his hand.

They took a closer look and saw that the little boy was about six or seven years old. His face was dirty and his true appearance could not be seen. Moreover, the dead bird in his hand had been dead for a long time and had become hardened by the weather. He still held it with both hands persistently and tried hard to make the bird fly.

Looking at him with doubt, is he a fool?

Turning to look at the master, the two of them looked at each other. How could such a young child be a fool?

"Well, Master, you see this place is sparsely populated, and he seems to be a bit sane when he appears here alone..." She nodded her head lightly, not embarrassed to say something that was out of her mind.

Master Qingyan looked around. Apart from the grassland full of flowers and the huge trees with no end, there was no trace of human beings at all. Could it be that someone's child got separated from his parents? If he were left here alone, he might not be able to survive.

After thinking about it, he said, "Qingyan, if we leave, he will probably starve to death or be eaten by wild animals. Let's take him on the road first. It would be best if we can meet his family. If not, we will take him with us." Go back to Fanyin Palace? What do you think?"

She replied respectfully, "Master is kind and can't bear to leave him here alone to feed the wild beasts. It's best if we take him with us. Don't worry, Master, I will watch over him and won't let him run around again!"

Master Qingyan took out the smooth stone again and asked Luo Qingyan to grab the little boy's hand and place it on the stone.

After a while, the stone emitted colorful light, which was more dazzling than Luo Qingyan's white light.

"Wow, so beautiful!" Luo Qingyan exclaimed softly.

The little boy shouted stupidly, "What a beautiful stone!"

His words amused Luo Qingyan.

Master Qingyan became even more excited when he saw this colorful light. His lips trembled slightly and he looked at the little boy without saying a word for a long time.

Luo Qingyan looked at it and didn't know why, so she could only step forward and try to snatch away the dead bird in his hand, "What's your name? Where is your family?"

When the little boy saw someone snatching the bird, he threw it on the ground. He pointed at Luo Qingyan and cried angrily. He kept kicking his short legs and muttered that she was a bad person.

He grinned and rolled his eyes. Don't argue with fools.

She patiently pointed to the dried bird like a little adult and said to him, "Look, the bird is not moving. The bird is dead. The bird can't fly. How about we bury the bird?" ?" He said, lifting the little boy up and patting the soil on his body.

The little boy looked at the bird with tearful eyes, and then nodded hesitantly.

Luo Qingyan straightened up and gave a fake smile, "Now you can tell me your name and where your parents are, right?"