Banlangen and Giant Lingen

20

Fortunately, my father got a fairy fate in his early years, and was fortunate to meet an ancestor of the Lingxiao sect.

Holding my father's letter of recommendation, I settled down in the town at the foot of the mountain, and waited for three months to start the selection process.

The waiter in the tavern brought me spiritual soup and spiritual food, and a stack of sample books as a gift.The titles are: "Three Years of Immortal Cultivation, Five Years of Simulation", "From Beginning to Death", "The Three Lives of Immortals and Demons", "Don't Take Cultivation of Immortals Seriously".

Looking at this one-stop assembly line service, I'm sure I'm not the only one traveling through this world.

21

I held Ah Jue in one hand and the scroll in the other to feed the horses.

Almost made the horse sick.

22

Ah Jue doesn't follow anyone, and cries every night, insisting that I stay close by.

I couldn't bear to keep him in Nangong Mansion, so I brought him here.

"Ah Jue, the scallion chicken here is delicious, try it."

Xianshan pheasant, the meat is delicate, the skin is thin and the meat is tender, topped with freshly fried scallion oil sauce, it will make your index finger move.

I rolled up my sleeves and picked up the chicken and put it in his china bowl.

The little guy chewed the meat, his eyelids drooping.

"Jinjin, I'm sleepy."

He rubbed against my abdomen, gradually softening his lower body.

"Go to sleep."

I rubbed the top of his hair.

"If everything is fine, I will join the Lingxiao Sect and come to pick you up next year."

The only answer was his grunting.

The meal contained tranquilizers, and Ah Jue slept soundly.

"You have to listen to your father and mother in the mansion, you know?"

I was talking to myself, the night breeze was blowing, and the strong rice fragrance from the restaurants on the street came.

Under the bright lights, I was suddenly a little lonely.

"The rhubarb I raised at the gate of the city, that guy is greedy, remember to feed it on time."

"And Xiao Cui, the maid, don't bully her all the time."

"Don't miss me, take care of yourself."

In the next few days, I will go alone.

I don't know what kind of place the world of cultivating immortals is. If it is not suitable to stay, I will never let Ah Jue get involved in the muddy water.

23

Ah Jue was carried into the carriage, and I covered him with a quilt.

The boy puffed up his cheeks slightly, his face flushed from sleep.

"Don't disturb him to rest."

"Yes! Master! Take care."

The servant gave me a warm hug.

24

Midnight.

I fell asleep vaguely as if someone knocked on the door.

"Jinjin... Jinjin... Woo... Jinjin..."

The familiar voice woke me up suddenly.

The petite child stood outside the wooden door, sobbing intermittently, his body shaking violently.

The carriage should have left for nearly ten miles, but Ah Jue ran back with his bare feet.

On this dark and windy night, I don't know how he came back from his memory. His snow-white feet were covered with bloodstains from rubbing gravel.

The little guy buried himself in my arms and cried heart-rendingly, as if condemning me for leaving without saying goodbye.

"Why did you run back?"

I hugged Ah Jue's frozen body a little tighter.

He was wronged, crying like a cat.

"Okay, okay, don't cry..."

"Woo... Jinjin is a liar, if he doesn't hook up with Ah Jue, he will disappear in the blink of an eye... Woo..."

His limp fist hit my chest.

I frantically wiped his eyes dry, but tears kept pouring out.

"I'm sorry, Ah Jue... I know I was wrong... Ah will never cry, and Jin Jin will not leave."

The boy hugged my neck tightly, and all the hot tears wiped my face, and the salty taste penetrated into my lips and teeth.

"Jinjin takes Ah Jue up to the Immortal Mountain, okay?"

Preserving it like a vow, I hugged the boy.

He has grown better in the past two years, and he is so heavy that I can hardly hold him anymore.

At the end of the day, I'm still a soft-hearted person.

Raising him, Xu is responsible for the rest of his life.

25

Three months later, I boarded the selection hall.

Look at the clothes of the old Taoists on the Xiantai fluttering.

I looked disheveled and out of breath.

Damn, who is so wicked to build the stairs so steep, I fell down five times.

26

The old Taoist in the main hall led me to the spiritual test stone.

The huge original stone is colorful and radiant, which is really beautiful.

The old Taoist put my hand on the stone surface, and it was as cool as ice and jade.

"Get rid of distracting thoughts, hold your breath and hold your breath."

The colors inside the spirit stone blend together like clouds and mist, suddenly bursting out with bright fluorescence.

A tiny, tender green plant floated above the mirror, its drooping leaves resembling the plantain growing by my door.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

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This little thing with leaves but no roots seems to be spiritual, lazily stretching its leaves in the sun.

"Daozhang, could this be...?"

The old Taoist's eyes darkened, and he crushed the sound transmission beads.

"Yes, I'm afraid this is the Banlan Linggen that hasn't been seen in a thousand years."

Like a drop of clear dew splashing into a quiet deep pool, people panic for a moment.

"Sealing the mountain gate, this matter must not be spread to outsiders, it needs to be decided by the eighteen elders and the head of the sect."

28

Radix isatidis, heat-clearing and detoxifying, cooling blood and relieving sore throat, relieving cough and reducing phlegm, curing all diseases.Those who hold the spiritual root are born with the body of an immortal, the soul of the spiritual grass, and the weapon of the cauldron, which has miraculous effects like refining medicine.

If someone with Banlan spiritual root is born, the world will surely fall into a sea of ​​blood and swords.

I felt as if my soul had come out of my body, with a dazed look on my face.

Wait a minute, is this different from what you said? ? ?

Who will tell me what the hell is Banlan Linggen? ? ?

29

All the elders pointed in front of me, shook their heads and sighed.

"It has been thousands of years, and I never thought that this spiritual root will appear again today."

"And this appearance has leaves but no roots, which is a sign of early death, and I am afraid it is not a body of cultivation."

"If the world is about to be in chaos, it will be really hard for this child."

"This statement is wrong."

The master stroked his beard and stroked my head with his hand.

"Fortune is where misfortune lies, and misfortune is what blessings depend on. My Lingxiao Sect is the number one sect in the fairy world, so I'm afraid that I won't be able to protect one person? This son is classified under the sect of my third disciple Xuanji Daoist, disciple, what do you think?" Next why?"

As soon as Xuanji Daoist's number came out, there was a complete silence.

Immortals in white came out, and three thousand silks were blown up by the wind.

"Xuan Yijun takes orders."