"Ah, why can't I move?
Did you cast some magic spell?"
Shen Chong found that his whole body was suddenly stiff and unable to move.
"Hey, hey, hey, this is just a basic method for cultivators.
Now, let me show you my true magical powers."
Master Xuanji slowly stretched out his wide right palm, with his five fingers pointing upward, and his palm slightly clenched.
At the same time, A faint blue light appeared out of thin air, like the natural luster of jewelry, slowly flowing on the rough skin of the palm, reflecting a very beautiful light spot.
As he swallowed his strength, a long sword slowly emerged from the old Taoist priest's palm, with a cold light flashing on the sword.
Under Shen Chong's gaze, Master Xuanji uttered a soft cry, grasped the long sword, and then slowly danced with a unique rhythm: "The spirit is the essence of a human being, and the body is the external appearance of a human being.
Consciousness is a person’s mouth and ears, and mindfulness is a person’s way of self-cultivation, which lies in knowing the true nature, understanding spiritual consciousness, cultivating the mind, learning from nature, and pursuing the great road.”
As the body danced and the mouth chanted, countless stars appeared out of thin air from all around, slowly converging towards the real person Xuanji, chasing the tip of his dancing sword like a shooting star.
And Master Xuanji also began to emit endless cold brilliance.
Under the dim sky, Master Xuanji's movements were sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
The bright star on the tip of the sword reflected with his own dazzling light like the bright moon, forming a strange scene of stars and moon competing for brightness.
After a period of strange steps under his feet, Master Xuanji pointed his sword at the sky and shouted: "The lonely star is accompanied by the moon."
At that moment, Shen Chong experienced a mysterious feeling of being one with the heaven and earth from the strange Taoist priest with a ridiculous appearance.
At the same time, he also found that the mysterious power that restricted his actions had disappeared.
"How?"
Master Xuanji smiled and walked up to Shen Chong.
"Taoist Master is awesome."
Shen Chong gave a thumbs up blankly, then turned to leave.
No matter how brilliant the deception is, it is still a deception.
Shen Chong's parents brought their own experience of being deceived when seeking medical treatment as a child, which made Shen Chong not to trust others easily.
"I didn't expect that brat to be so stubborn."
Master Xuanji frowned, and immediately his figure disappeared and stopped him again in front of Shen Chong.
"Taoist Priest, you won't get angry and use force on me."
Shen Chong crossed his shoulders, pretending to be terrified of being violated.
"Hey, I don't believe I can handle this young boy like you."
As he said this, Master Xuanji stretched out a finger and directly touched the center of Shen Chong's forehead.
That finger seemed so slow but so fast that Shen Chong couldn't dodge it.
Then he felt a wave of heat coming from the center of the opponent's finger.
Master Xuanji may have done it unintentionally, but the position of his finger hit a small scar on Shen Chong's forehead.
This scar appeared after Shen Chong was struck by lightning at the age of 8.
Master Xuanji slowly retracted his fingers and his eyes turned cold: "Also, you are not allowed to call me Taoist Priest from now on.
You must respectfully address me as Senior Master Xuanji."
Shen Chong rubbed his hot forehead angrily, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face: "Xuanxuanji, right?
What did you do to me?
It hurts."
Before he finished speaking, Shen Chong received a blow on the top of his head.
Master Xuanji corrected him: "I also need to add the word "senior" "Forget it, I'm afraid of you, Senior Xuanji Zhenren, then you can take your time here to enjoy the cool air.
I have other things to do, kid.
I have to take a step forward.
You are not allowed to chase me anymore."
After saying that, Shen Chong didn't even look up.
He returned and ran towards home, muttering in a low voice: "Senior, your sister is so nagging, I can't afford to offend you, why can't I hide from you?"
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Although Shen Chong muttered softly, Master Xuanji, as a powerful cultivator, had very good hearing.
Hey, hey, my sister, you brat, when you come and beg to join me in a few days, I will definitely teach you how to respect the elders of your sect.
Master Xuanji gently twirled her slender mustache and watched with a smile as Shen Chong's figure gradually disappeared on the street where the lights were just beginning to light up.
The autumn night is slightly cool, and a jade plate hangs high in the sky, covering the quiet Jiuyang City with a faint silver glow.
At this point, most of the junior high school students were already asleep, including Shen Chong.
"Ah Sneeze" Shen Chong, who was leaning on the bed, sneezed, then turned around and continued to sleep peacefully, but he was shirtless and did not cover himself with a quilt.
In the dark room, Shen Chong frowned.
Although he was deeply sleepy, the slight coolness on his body was intertwined with the hot heat on his forehead, making him very uncomfortable.
"Wow, it's burning me to death."
He jumped up from the bed.
At this time, the place in the middle of the forehead where Master Xuanji's finger touched was as hot as fire, and the temperature continued to rise.
"Oops, it must be the sorcery of Master Xuanji.
It's going to catch on fire."
Shen Chong was scratching his head and scratching his head as he was burned.
At the same time, he was scared to death.
He didn't know if he would be burned and caught on fire.
Suddenly, like mercury falling to the ground, the hot feeling in the middle of his forehead disappeared instantly.
Shen Chong lay on the bed panting heavily.
He was in danger just now.
He had a feeling that as long as the temperature continued to rise for a while, he would definitely die.
Unexpectedly, Shen Chong, who had just relaxed, became nervous again, because a cold feeling slowly appeared on his forehead instead of the high temperature.
At first, he enjoyed the coolness just after being scorched by the high temperature, but as time went by, the coldness became stronger and stronger, until it was finally bone-chilling.
"Come on, ice and fire are intertwined.
You want to kill me."
Shen Chong made full use of the principle of friction and heat and rubbed his forehead vigorously, trying to relieve the cold.
But the biting low temperature still penetrated the skin on his forehead, piercing into him like an ice pick, causing his head to hurt.
The cold temperature disappeared again without warning.
Shen Chong collapsed on the bed exhausted, his chest rising and falling violently like a bellows, and he did not forget to curse: "Your sister's old tricks almost killed me."
That location was exactly where Master Xuanji pointed out in the evening.
Next, a scene that surprised Shen Chong even more happened.
After a period of emptiness, as if his soul had been taken away, Shen Chong saw a ball of blue light mist slowly emerging from his body.
Then, the ball of light mist squirmed up and slowly differentiated into two human shapes.
The mist around the two human figures continued to surge, getting thicker and thicker.
Then, under Shen Chong's dumbfounded gaze, the facial features, hair, accessories, clothing and other shapes also appeared in the corresponding positions one by one, slowly becoming clearer until the last detail.
Now, it looks very realistic.
In just a few minutes, the light mist emerging from his body turned into two stunning girls.
At this time, Shen Chong was so shocked that he lost his ability to think.
The two women who exist in the form of light mist are both seventeen or eighteen years old, with round and soft faces, tall noses, and bead-like lips.
Their whole bodies exude a holy temperament that is unique to ordinary women.
The hair of the two women was tied up in a fancy style on the top of their heads and then fell down their backs.
One reached down to the back, and the other was as long as her buttocks.
They were both hairstyles that Shen Chong had never seen before, but they looked very beautiful and noble.
Shen Chong couldn't help but be fascinated by it.
Even when the eyelashes of the two women trembled slightly and they opened their closed eyes, they couldn't bear to take away their gaze.
Huh, the beady lips parted slightly, and the two women exhaled a long breath.
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Their towering chests began to rise and fall, and their big eyes regained their agility and vitality.
"Rain Kite" "Her Royal Highness Princess Xuanyun" The two women discovered each other at the same time, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
These two women who suddenly appeared were two women from the fairy world.
A woman named Xuanyun is the daughter of Xuanxuan, the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal World.
The other woman's name is Yu Yuan, and she is Xuan Yun's maid.
There are two Leiyuan spirit beads, one cyan and one white.
Two orbs were stolen.
In order to regain the orbs, Immortal Emperor Xuanxuan launched a powerful attack, shattering the void of the immortal world, and accidentally destroyed his own daughter Xuan Yun, Xuan Yun's maid Yu Yuan, Xuan Yun's admirer Zuo Yifeng, and the stolen treasure.
The one named Shen Tukun belongs to these four people.
At that time, in order to protect Xuan Yun, Zuo Yifeng stepped forward to cover when the attack energy escaped.
Although the souls of Xuan Yun and Yu Yuan were preserved, Zuo Yifeng's soul was in ruins.
Even Immortal Emperor Xuanxuan didn't know that the two Thunder Source Spirit Beads had the effect of absorbing souls.
At that time, the cyan Thunder Origin Spirit Pearl absorbed the souls of Zuo Yifeng, Xuan Yun, and Yu Yuan.
The white one sucked in Shen Tukun's soul.
The two orbs were sucked into the space turbulence in the space crack together.
The cyan orb floated in the turbulent space for nearly a thousand years before suddenly falling into the mortal world, turning into thunder, and struck the 8-year-old demented child Xiao Shen Chong.
After that, the orb stayed in Shen Chong's head and restored Shen Chong's intelligence.
Over the past few years, the orb has been closely integrated with Shen Chong's body.
Originally, during the thousand years that the cyan orb was floating in space, the souls of Xuan Yun and Yu Yuan were quietly sleeping in the orb, slowly recovering at the speed of self-repair.
Even in the six years since the Leiyuan Lingzhu chose the mentally retarded child Xiao Shen Chong on its own, the recovery speed of their true spirits was only slightly accelerated.
After all, Shen Chong is an ordinary person and cannot provide the spiritual energy the two women need to awaken.
Little did they know that this afternoon, Shen Chong met Master Xuanji by chance and received a piece of his Yuanling Qi.
The souls of the two women immediately absorbed the Yuanling Qi like plants that have been exposed to rain for a long time, and through that thread The power awakens.
Although Master Xuanji's Yuanling Qi did not activate Shen Chong's spiritual wisdom as expected, it was a great help in allowing the two girls Xuan Yun to wake up in advance.
But Zuo Yifeng's soul was broken and he would never wake up.
Fortunately, this incomplete soul is still useful.
It was by absorbing Zuo Yifeng's incomplete soul that Xiao Shen Chong, who was initially demented, could regain his intelligence.
Looking at each other, the two women's eyes were filled with inexplicable joy.
Both women felt extremely lucky to be resurrected after being dormant for countless years.
According to practitioners, the soul is a person's true self, so it is also called the true spirit.
The true spirit is the soul.
As long as the true spirit remains immortal, it is difficult to cultivate to the original level again, but it is not impossible.
"Who are you?"
Xuan Yun suddenly noticed the nymphomaniac Shen Chong beside him, frowned, and felt a hint of coercion out of thin air.
"I, I, I am Shen Chong."
Facing the question from the beautiful woman who looked like a fairy, Shen Chong stammered out his name, and then he could only look at the other person's delicate face, showing a look of dementia.
Although his mind was blank, deep down in his heart, Shen Chong had an inexplicable feeling for the woman in front of him.
That feeling contained a trace of pity, a trace of love and a trace of expectation, mixed with the joy of meeting again after a long absence.
But Shen Chong didn't feel this way about the equally beautiful Yu Yuan beside him.
Shen Chong, who was at a loss, could not understand Zuo Yifeng, who was willing to sacrifice his life to save the other party, and his love for Xuan Yun from the bottom of his heart.
It was the incomplete true spirit of Zuo Yifeng after his death that gave Shen Chong wisdom and gave him an inexplicable love for Xuan Yun.
The love of the past life has gone through great changes and even cost death, but it is still cherished
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