Song Qi's father was sold into the Hou Mansion in his early years.
Unfortunately, he offended the master of the manor and was beaten twenty times and was driven away with his family members.
Song Qi's mother passed away a long time ago.
Song Qi took his severely injured father back to his hometown to join his relatives.
Unfortunately, he encountered bandits on the road.
His father passed away, leaving him alone to return.
At that time, the old Song family had been wiped out after a famine.
When a young man appeared, the old man in the village asked him to recognize his ancestor and inherit the incense of that family.
Because of his handsome appearance, he was attracted by many girls, but he was the only one in the family with no one to help him, and no one was willing to marry the girl to him.
The real situation is that Song Qi and his father died in the hands of bandits.
It happened that a passing demon cultivator needed a reasonable identity, so he killed the bandit, inherited Song Qi's identity, and returned to his hometown.
This demon cultivator received a favor from a little girl in his early years.
After he got a treasure and was able to transform, he used all his strength to get the little girl.
Isn't there a saying among mortals that a life-saving favor should be repaid in kind?
He is the incarnation of the spirit of vegetation and has a naturally handsome appearance.
Doesn’t he fit that sentence?
After getting along for the past few years, the husband and wife were loving each other.
They lived outside and at home, and their lives were so prosperous that he didn't want to continue practicing and just live like this.
Who knows, what should I do if I meet a human cultivator?
He won’t want to do justice for heaven, right?
If Luo Changli knew what he was thinking, he would definitely be too lazy to pay attention.
He seemed to be such a boring person.
He came here just to read the stories in the storybook.
He has lived for so many years, but he still retains a pure heart.
In the middle of the night, a dark shadow sneaked out of the village and wandered in front of Luo Changli's house.
It was Song Qi.
He looked at the closed door with hesitation.
Before he could make up his mind, he saw the door in front of him suddenly open.
Looking at the Taoist priest sitting in the door, he stiffly walked into the room, bowed to Luo Changli, and said in a respectful tone, "I have met the senior."
Luo Changli took a closer look at this man.
He had a handsome and peaceful temperament, and his whole body was neat and tidy.
He was very different from the disheveled villagers here.
Looking at the aura of vegetation surrounding him, Luo Changli felt a little pity.
There are tricks for everything these days, and the one who repaid his kindness was actually a male demon.
He immediately stopped thinking about watching the excitement and asked in a calm tone, are you a demon who achieved enlightenment in this mountain?
Song Qi cheered up and replied, "Yes."
"Then do you know what is sealed in this mountain?"
Luo Changli asked coldly.
Song Qi cautiously replied, "I don't know, the little demon.
The little demon's spiritual wisdom is only over a hundred years old.
He just knows that a strange object has been suppressed in the mountain, and we all have the spiritual wisdom to be blessed by it."
Luo Changli frowned when he heard this, "It is most difficult for the spirits of plants and trees to cultivate spiritual intelligence.
It only took you more than a hundred years to transform.
It seems that you have another chance."
The faint words came out, making him The respectful Song Qi below broke into a cold sweat.
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He held back the reluctance in his heart and took out a bead from his arms, "Exactly, the little demon can transform.
It is the merit of this thing.
It can promote spiritual intelligence and stabilize the soul.
It can also be regarded as a treasure.
The little demon is willing to dedicate him to the senior so that he can enjoy it with the senior."
He also saw that this senior was not a casual cultivator with extremely limited resources or a ruthless demon cultivator, so he dared to take it out so directly.
Luo Changli stretched out his hand, and the bead emitting a misty green light flew into his hand.
Feeling the life energy coming continuously from above, Luo Changli thought for a moment, then tapped the bead with his hand.
Immediately, the life energy emitting from the bead slowly converged, and it was about the size of a baby's fist.
The beads also continued to shrink, and finally became the size of a grain of rice.
Luo Changli waved his hand, and the bead entered Song Qi's eyebrows.
Song Qi looked at the scene in front of him blankly, raised his hand to touch his eyebrows, and asked with some fear, "Senior" Luo Changli said casually, "I don't like to steal other people's opportunities.
If I am always thinking about seeking external things, how can I achieve the path?"
After saying that, he waved his hand and asked Song Qi to leave.
After returning to the house, Song Qi carefully glanced at the sleeping woman and closed his eyes again.
The fear and uneasiness of the night gradually faded away under the peaceful voice of the person beside him, and he fell into a deep sleep unknowingly.
After sensing his situation, the woman next to him glanced gratefully outside the room and fell asleep again.
Since the monk did not take advantage of the bead, but helped him melt the bead into his body, it meant that he would not meddle in other people's business.
Song Qi's wife is not human either, her original name was Ling Ji.
Ling Ji was originally a small sparrow in the mountains.
On a full moon night, she received some moonlight and gained some spiritual wisdom.
One day, the mountain rain fell suddenly and thunder flashed.
In a panic, she flew to a half-dead pine tree to seek shelter.
After the heavy rain passed, she was grateful for the protection of the pine trees and settled on the pine trees.
It crows gracefully during the day, and brings clear dew from the mountain in its mouth in the air, and moonlight beads to help the old tree regain its vitality.
After a while, the dead part gradually came to life.
Although she was not very smart, she felt sincerely happy.
But she didn't know that the tree under her feet was the cause of the thunder disaster.
Asong's body is an old pine, which took shape thousands of years ago.
He bathed in the moonlight here, absorbed spiritual energy, and finally opened his spiritual wisdom after thousands of years.
There were no monsters in the mountains, so Asong was free to practice in the mountains, and he cultivated the golden elixir without knowing it.
It is not easy for the spirit of grass and trees to practice, and the way of heaven is not in trouble.
It just rains down three thunderbolts.
But the ignorant Asong was caught off guard and was struck by lightning, even his body was damaged.
However, disasters are also opportunities, and Asong gained new vitality.
Lingji came to Asong when he was weak.
Listening to her melodious singing and watching her try her best to find spiritual objects for him, Asong was also very happy.
Even though she was able to successfully find the spiritual objects, it was because her body was contaminated with his own aura.
One full-moon night, Asong transformed into a human form.
Looking at the dumb little bird, Asong felt even more adorable.
In the next few hundred years, Asong stayed with Xiao Queer.
As her wisdom grew and her cultivation deepened, she named her Lingji.
With Asong's help, Lingji's transformation was not difficult, but the thunder that fell from heaven was much more powerful, and Lingji barely managed to survive.
Looking at the little girl in red under the moonlight, Assun felt very old.
Unknowingly, the little bird that was jumping on top of his body had also transformed.
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This was a great joy, but there was also a problem.
The little bird that had turned into a human form didn't have a name yet, so he had to think about it carefully
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