Barren mountains, wild ridges, medicinal collectors.
A slender and powerful hand slowly stretched out toward an elixir with leaves like fire and veins like frost, and said: "It's rare to encounter a Jihancao here."
The voice also flowed like a stream.
Crossing the mountain stream, it is gentle and clear.
But just when he was about to break off the Ji Hancao, a sudden change occurred.
The scattered leaves suddenly closed together, and dots of faint blue light overflowed from the grass blades, like starbursts.
It was daytime, but the faint blue light was indeed beating on the leaves like fireflies.
A mysterious and mysterious aura escaped, the invisible energy of life condensed from all directions, and a series of pure and spiritual meanings came out.
The hand of the medicine collector stopped immediately, and then slowly retracted it.
Chang Li felt that his consciousness was hazy for a moment, but then he woke up.
His soul seemed to be in the spiritual fluid of ten thousand years, relaxed and natural.
He felt that something was not right about his situation, but soon he knew that his feeling was right, and it was the first time that he actually turned into a spiritual value.
He couldn't help but yawned loudly, and waves of tiredness came over him.
He was already born with spiritual wisdom, and the gathered aura was not enough to keep him awake for a long time.
He felt that there was a person next to him, a person whose cultivation had touched the laws of this world.
He couldn't help but be a little curious, but his current soul strength was not enough to support him to see through this person's true identity.
He watched as the man wearing a green bamboo-pole-like robe slowly stretched out his hand towards him and gently touched the closed leaves of the spiritual plant.
A bit of Shengyun Qi, which was so rich that it condensed into liquid, fell into it.
After entering the newly born spiritual plant, Changli suddenly felt a cool breath covering his whole body, just like stepping into a cold pool in summer, refreshing and transparent.
In the past, he would enlighten the living beings by himself, but he never thought that one day he would be enlightened by others.
It was so rare that he couldn't help but want to laugh.
In just one breath, all the Qi of Sheng Yun was dissolved, leaving a trace of surprise in the eyes of the person who gave it to him.
The next moment, the closed leaves opened, and inches of frost fell off from the leaves, revealing the heart of the leaf shrouded in flames.
The faint blue flames are like dragons, swimming in the heart of the leaf.
The clear flames are erratic, but together they set off a small leaf stand with a small doll sitting on it.
The little doll's clear eyes, like ice-crystal blue lotus, looked at the herb collector quietly.
The herb collector looked at the little doll, which was no bigger than his palm, and fell silent for a moment.
A very bright light flashed in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared.
The little baby on the leaf table yawned slightly, and then muttered, not knowing what he said.
Ye Wusheng felt as if he was hit by an inexplicable feeling.
This feeling was called, I feel like I am going to have another son.
He tentatively stretched out his hand in front of Changli.
Changli, who had finally condensed half of his body, was very sleepy at this time, and he couldn't care less about his body, which was smaller than a baby at this time.
Looking at the hand stretched out in front of him, he felt like sleepyheads were running out of him all at once.
Forget it, this guy has many merits and deeds, and it will take more than ten years to sell it in boxes.
Besides, it looks pretty pleasing to the eye, so just let him be.
So he gently held Ye Wusheng's little finger with his somewhat illusory hand, then fell on the leaf table and fell asleep slowly.
Ye Wusheng looked at the little baby transformed by Lingzhi who seemed to be completely defenseless, and felt that the father's love in his chest was about to explode.
When the little baby's hand touched just now, he felt his heart pause for a moment.
The cool and illusory feeling spread along his fingers, giving him a sense of satisfaction.
So, is this what it feels like to have a son?
He carefully took out the spiritual weapon, took away Chang Li's body, and got the spiritual liquid to help Li stabilize his cultivation.
It seems that Tiansuanzi's calculation was indeed correct, and it was really an unexpected surprise when he went out this time.
Although he was very ecstatic in his heart, Ye Wusheng was still very calm on the surface.
He supported Chang Li all the way and didn't even want to explore the mountains.
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The most urgent task is to get the energy to refine the world and help the little doll transform.
Therefore, on the way back, Ye Wusheng took out the spiritual weapon that he had not used all year round and headed all the way to his own territory.
But what he didn't know was that on that barren mountain, only ten miles away, a young man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead was lying there, and the smell of blood lingered there.
There was indeed an unexpected surprise, but this unexpected surprise came from a different source.
Of course, if Ye Wusheng had to choose, having an additional son would be better than having an additional registered disciple.
Therefore, the young man who originally jumped off a cliff to meet an expert missed his opportunity.
Therefore, Ye Wusheng, who was supposed to travel around the world, occasionally showed kindness, rescued a young man, taught him his skills, and became his supporter, was also missing.
I don’t know whether it’s good or bad for the disciple who is destined to pull his tiger skin in the future.
At this time, under the desolate cliff, a rather thin tiger was slowly approaching the young man.
Even though the tiger was not as strong as other similar animals due to poor food, it still rolled up for a while when it arrived.
Fishy wind.
The seriously injured young man fell on the spot and let the tiger approach.
When the huge tiger's mouth was about to bite his head, he suddenly raised it and inserted a dagger into the tiger's eyes, with scarlet eyes. , his pupils were full of anger: "You are a beast and you want to eat me.
If I don't chop you into meat paste today, I will be nothing more than a human being."
His words were full of confidence, but in the next moment, he was knocked to the ground by the crazy tiger.
The huge tiger claws grabbed his body, making him howl.
The next moment, he could no longer howl. .
However, due to a small accident, this young man who was destined to be an all-powerful man was killed by a tiger.
A few days later, his scattered clothes were discovered.
The man with a strong face laughed three times: "Let your kid be rampant and rob me."
The Qian family’s spiritual objects are really seeking their own death.”
After the news came back, many people were happy, but few were sad.
It was true that the young man was too domineering and did to others what he didn't want others to do to him, so much so that he offended the public and even died in the mouth of a tiger, but no one cared about it.
In another rather remote courtyard, when the beautiful girl heard the news, her face was full of astonishment.
How could it be possible?
Wasn't he destined to dominate?
Why did he die like this?
After resurrecting her life, knowing all the aftermath, having abandoned the dark side and turned to the dark side, the young child bride is completely in a mess.
So, what on earth is going on in this world?
Changli, who was protected by Ye Wusheng, was in a state of mystery and mystery.
Observing the outside world was like looking at flowers in the mist, but observing himself was still insightful.
It was like he was shrouded in heavy fog, unable to see the direction around him, but he was well aware of his condition.
Streams of cool air swirled around his body, then sank into his forehead and soul, strengthening his consciousness.
He felt that his Tao was getting stronger and more comfortable, until At the top of the moon, the moonlight is like a waterfall.
Under the cold moonlight, the closed leaves slowly bloom, covering the leaves.
It is like the frost of the heaven and earth spiritual patterns melting little by little, disappearing on the leaves, and turning into The veins of the leaves are as ice-like as snow.
The blue flames swimming in the heart of the leaves were like walking cloud dragons, turning around and around, then turned into clouds, and slowly merged into the little doll's body, making the little baby's body become more solid.
The little doll on the leaf platform slowly opened his eyes.
He raised his hand and absorbed the flames under him, and then the somewhat unstable Tao body suddenly condensed into one.
He raised his hand, and this completely alienated spiritual root spread out slowly like a firefly, and then merged into a spiritual seal, falling on the center of his eyebrows and disappearing.
Chang Li, who had grown up a little, was already as big as Ye Wusheng's hand, was sitting on the warm stone table, holding his head with one hand, feeling a little tempted to doze off.
Ye Wusheng looked at the little man and felt as if he had been hit by an arrow.
A sense of satisfaction still arose.
He asked softly: "Do you have a name?"
Although he had never heard the little baby speak, Ye Wusheng felt that the baby must understand what he said, and sure enough, he saw the little baby nod.
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He asked cautiously: "What's your name?"
His voice was as gentle as a feather falling from the clouds, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.
Then he heard the little doll whisper: "Chang Li."
"Chang Li" Ye Wusheng frowned, and then slowly relaxed.
The naming of heaven and earth cannot be changed.
Besides, names have different meanings in different periods.
Such names given by heaven and earth may have deeper meanings.
Although he regretted that he couldn't name it, Ye Wusheng still praised: "What a good name."
He picked up a small cup that looked like a lotus leaf and placed it in front of Chang Li.
He hesitated for a moment and then said, "Do you want to be my son?"
Ye Wusheng, who had lived in seclusion for many years and no longer knew how to communicate tactfully, didn't think there was anything wrong with his words.
Fortunately, Changli didn't care about it.
He held a cup as big as his body and slowly poured the spiritual liquid into his mouth.
The same cup had the shape of flower petals on the edges, just enough for him to pour the spiritual liquid into his mouth.
After holding a petal and tasting the spiritual liquid for a while, he said slowly: "Do I want to recognize you as my father?"
As he spoke, he also burped, causing a crack to appear on Ye Wusheng's face, which had become increasingly indifferent due to long-term seclusion.
With joy welling up in his heart, he said seriously: "Yes."
Changli tilted his head and thought seriously for a while, thinking that he was about to fall asleep.
His little body shook as if he could fall asleep at any time.
It wasn't until half an hour later that he seemed to have thought about it and nodded: "Okay, you will be my father."
This father's voice was like the sound of a fairy, causing waves in Ye Wusheng's usually calm state of mind.
He smiled slowly, revealing a pure smile that looked like a native ice flower.
From today on, I also have a son.
Looking at those smiling eyes, Chang Li thought slowly: His smile is not as good-looking as mine.
After a while, he came to his senses, which was a bit childish.
After a while, he reacted again, which was indeed a bit naive.
After thinking a lot, he finally understood.
Under the influence of the original body, his mind was slightly lowered, and this conclusion was also reached by him through layer by layer deduction.
He was a little annoyed, but he had spent a lot of money today and wanted to sleep again, so he simply stopped thinking about it and said sleepily: "I'm sleepy."
Ye Wusheng's heart flowers opened and closed one after another.
After hearing Changli say he was sleepy, he quickly said: "Then you can sleep."
Chang Li closed his eyes with relief.
His small body lay on the warm jade like a little doll carved from jade.
The blue clothes with the same color as the flames were as clear as an icy lake unstained by the mortal world.
Let him see It looks like a fairy boy sitting on it, except that this fairy boy is a bit small.
Ye Wusheng, who suddenly burst into fatherly love, suddenly felt that everything in this valley was not good.
At that time, he chose this valley as a place of seclusion for the sake of tranquility, but now it is not very good to raise a son.
Many things are not available here.
What if he mistreats his son?
Therefore, he directly sent a message to the sect and asked them to prepare something useful for his son.
He thought for a moment, Chang Li took the form of a wood spirit, and he must not be able to stand the turbid air of the world, so he could not enter the town for the time being, so he could only ask the Xuantian sect from which he was born to send him something.
The people of the Xuantian Sect who finally received the letter from their ancestor were stunned.
When did the ancestor have a son?
Didn't he practice abiding by one law and pay attention to being free from lust and dust?
Moreover, the ancestor is already over a hundred years old, so how old is his son?
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Ninety old man, seventy old man, forty middle-aged, or a little baby.
The numb Xuantian sect elders could only do their best to collect those rare treasures and send them car by car to the place where their ancestors lived in seclusion.
And this news was not hidden from Ye Wusheng's old friends.
Although they didn't know what happened specifically, it was not a trivial matter to cause such a big stir in the Xuantian Sect, so they went there with great interest.
Ye Wusheng rushed to the retreat place.
This is a world of high martial arts and low demons.
With dual cultivation of spirit and martial arts, one can still be considered a martial artist in a low-level world, but at a high level he becomes a demon.
And Ye Wusheng is undoubtedly a high-level among high-level people.
The first person in the world, if he were placed in the world of cultivation, he would be about to advance to Yuanying.
And people like him have a special title in this world, great master.
As a person who has reached the level of transformation and stands at the top of the world, although Ye Wusheng has never encountered the same transformation spirit as Changli before, he quickly accepted this setting and took care of Changli seriously.
Li Lai.
Fortunately, Changli is not a real human child, otherwise, if he raises her like this in silence, there will really be problems.
One month later, the supplies were delivered, along with several of Ye Wusheng's old friends.
He casually greeted these people and went to pick up supplies.
When those people saw that Ye Wusheng was uncharacteristically valuing these things that were not very precious to him, a flash of surprise flashed in their eyes.
Could it be that Old Ye I really have a son
Then, they saw a little baby slowly sitting up from the nest
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