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After hearing what the old man Lu Cha said, Hetu was silent for a while, everything beside him was silent, and the crescent moon was still there.

It turned out that the monks who came came were all blocked outside the floating island by the old man Lucha. He Tu could feel that they gathered outside the floating island.

Hetu looked up at the sky again, and after a long time, he asked:

"Who is the person with a black belt tied to his eyes? It is the person who stood beside my master when he was led to the fairy world."

"That is the helm of the Heavenly Palace in Shenzhou. I have never seen him before Lingshan in Laoshen. He calls himself a - Tianren."

After the old man Lucha said that, Hetu frowned, thinking that this person is quite tall. Since he is the helm of the Heavenly Palace in Shenzhou, he must be a living immortal. He must be quite old, but he is very average.

If you don’t report a good name, what is the name “Heavenly Man”?

This man has been seen twice, once behind the soul clone, but the river map was pulled back before it saw the detailed attribute list of the heavenly beings.

The second time was just now. In the memory of Mr. Lucha, when his master was taken to the immortal world, the gods were next to his master.

If the old man Lucha really doesn’t know the details, this god must have known something!

When Hetu was about to ask, he heard the old man Lucha say first:

"If you want to find the heavenly beings, I will not waste any effort on your part. He would not appear in Lingshan before the Fairy Fairy Conference, and I don't know where he is in China.

If you want to go out of Lingshan to find him, you will never have the chance to go to Lingshan before the Fairy Fairy Conference.”

When Hetu heard Old Man Lucha say this, it was really a bit embarrassing. Although he really wanted to ask the gods for a clear understanding, the other party was a living immortal, and even Old Man Lucha didn't know where he was.

When I went down Lingshan, I was blinded. Where can I find it?

Since you know that the other party will appear at the Immortal Fate Conference in five years, it would be better to wait for the rabbit in Lingshan.

In the past five years, we can learn more about the magical powers of Lingshan. After all, the other party is a living immortal. If you ask him questions, if you don’t have to be a little stronger, the other party may not speak.

Learning some magical powers can also give you more chances of winning and guaranteed.

Furthermore, after practicing in Lingshan for five years, this is also what Master means.

The master previously let the true man Duxian block himself and the Qingming Festival to go to Lingshan and attend the Immortal Fate Conference.

Now that I and Qingming are coming, I let Old Man Lu Cha keep me and Qingming study in Lingshan for five years.

Such a contradictory arrangement really made Hetu care a little, and the master might have his considerations and plans.

As for whether the old man Lucha had the possibility of lying and setting up a trap for himself, Hetu had thought about it.

However, Master Tian Chong True True, and He Tu also believed in her - Five Fen.

The meaning of Qingming is also very obvious. She will follow the decisions made by Hetu.

Whether from the master’s instructions or for the purpose of investigating the truth, staying in Lingshan for five years is the best choice at present.

But five years is not a short time for the Hetu, and the same is true for the master who does not know life and death.

Hetu has a lot of thoughts and is still hesitant, but he still said to the old man Lucha:

"I'm just now, please forgive me and don't blame me.

Actually, I still can’t figure out one thing, why are you helping us so much?”

Indeed, if it is just for the sake of Master Tian Chong's face, Old Licha actually has no need to help this. Logically speaking, sending Hetu and Qingming to Lingshan as soon as possible to save trouble.

The old man Lucha just turned around and floated forward, and stood on the fairy sword, saying:

"You have broken the situation of the old thief in all spirits, wish him to untidy his heart, overcome the tribulation and become an immortal, and he will repay this love for him.

If you want to go down Lingshan, Lao Shi can help you, but if you want to follow your master's will, Lao Shi will also help you. If you think it through, come to the alchemy room to find Lao Shi."

The old man Lu Cha drifted away and disappeared.

In the dark night, Old Man Lucha sent a voice to the surrounding monks' spiritual consciousness and asked them to go back separately. The matter here had been solved by her. Later, she would re-arrange the barrier and wait for a lot of trivial matters, so she would not talk about it.

Hetu was not in the mood to care about these things anymore. After the old man Lucha sent his spiritual sense and arranged everything, the monks left.

At the top of the tower, only Hetu and Qingming were left. The night wind blew, and it was whistling.

Qingming didn't speak, and stood quietly beside the river map, pulling her blue shirt, and rushing with the wind.

The black hair in the ears of Qingming, as the breeze passes, the willows blow slowly.

Hetu thought a lot, so he simply sat cross-legged on the top of the tower.

This time I sat for the middle of the night.

After a red line was opened in the horizon, the Hetu relaxed his chest and patted his thigh and stood up:

"Five years are five years, let's go."

Qingming followed Hetu and the two went toward the old man Lucha's alchemy room.

Old Man Lucha made a decision when he saw Hetu and Qingming, followed the master's instructions and stayed in Lingshan for five years.

She nodded and set some rules.

First, don’t mention what happened today to anyone. After they returned to Tianshe, they were still immortals who were introduced by lay Buddhist Wanling, and they were not the ones who made a big fuss in Lingshan today.

As for the other Lingshan monks, there is an old man named Lu Jian to arrange it.

Second, during the five years of practice in Lingshan, I will no longer mention the fact that Tian Chong Zhenren will be the first to be a real person.

As for the third, Old Man Lucha particularly emphasized.

Although Hetu is better than her in terms of strength, Hetu is still far from age, experience and seniority.

Not to mention that the old man Lucha once taught Tian Chong Zhenren that this generation alone is enough to suppress the Hetu tightly. In theory, it is not an exaggeration to call him Master.

The old man Li Jian didn’t ask for it, the third point is:

Be obedient and don’t make trouble. It’s nothing more than necessary. Most of the time, please pretend to be like a monk in the Qi training stage.

It is not difficult to respond to the River Map one by one.

There was a loud bang last night, and the purple thunder was like thunder in heaven, with a powerful sound.

Even the monks of the Heavenly Palace felt that the spiritual energy was turbulent.

For those immortal children brought back from all over China, there is no need to mention the shock. Several of them are even sick, and of course they are mostly scared.

They were much farther from the Tower of Tongtian, and the thunder in the palm of the River Tu would not affect them.

When the Hetu and Qingming Festival returned to the floating island where Tianshe was located in the morning, the children and immortals were still discussing what they saw last night.

Almost everyone has not slept all night, with excitement, sorrow, fear, and some have a meaningless look on their faces.

They were all discussing the matter of purple thunder and the monks flying in the night sky.

Most people have been exposed to such an immortal world for the first time, and have never seen such a formation.

What I heard was also the story of swords and swords and shadows in the teahouses and wine shops and the storytellers at the entrances and alleys of the village.

Now it is applied, and for a moment, everyone becomes a storyteller, telling the bloody storm of the fairy tale world.

However, Hetu and Qingming were not cared about. Hetu didn't sleep all night and was so sleepy now that he asked Qingming to go to the practice hall to practice by himself. He wanted to take a nap and then go to the practice hall later.

Qingming agreed to the mouth and the person went out.

But she didn't go to the cultivation hall, but went to her own room, moved a stool, and sat at the door of Hetu's room.

I sat a little bit behind so that Hetu could not see her place.

At this time, the sky was not yet completely bright. The children waiting for practice had breakfast early and gathered in front of the cultivation hall. Some people started to talk about Qingming Festival at the door of the room.

It’s okay for the girl to say, but the young man has never seen a female cultivator like Qingming?

Although he is only twelve years old, he looks like a beautiful woman. When he saw him yesterday, everyone was still very distant. In addition, the first time he went to Lingshan, everyone was still very nervous.

There are a few young men who are plucking up the courage to go over and talk to each other.

But halfway through, they saw Qingming in the distance looking coldly.

At that glance, they were shiny from head to toe, and they were so nervous that they didn't dare to take a step forward.

The aura of female cultivators in the foundation-building stage is naturally unstoppable for those mortals.

Of course, the immortals gathered in front of the cultivation hall and waited for the sunrise to know that those people were frightened by Qingming's eyes.

While talking about why those who walked past stopped halfway, they saw the cold expression on the twelve-year-old girl's face warmer.

I stood up, carried the stool, turned around and opened the door, and went into Hetu's house.

Among them, some children said:

"That girl really knows that big brother. They came together yesterday."

"Is it a brother and sister?"

"I can't, I don't look like it."

They were talking, the sun had completely risen, and when they saw that the gate of the cultivation hall could be pushed open, everyone squeezed in, sat on the cushion and entered into meditation, and began their practice on the second day in Lingshan.

There was only the River Map in the room, lying on the bed, watching Qingming put the small stool, then sat on the small stool, cross-legged and began to exercise.

Only Qingming waited for a while, then opened his eyes again, looked at the sleeping river map and the empty space left on the bed.

Then he got up on his own, walked to the bed, sat cross-legged again, and sat next to Hetu and started exercising his skills again.

After a while, Qingming opened his eyes again, but saw that there were a lot more empty spaces on the bed. The senior brother of the head turned over and walked against the wall.

Qingming thought about it, lying beside him, wearing clothes, without moving his body.

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There was no sleepiness in Qingming Festival.

She looked at the senior brother of the sect beside her, then shrank her body and leaned against her.

Outside the window, the sky is blue and the clouds are light and the wind is light.

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Time flies, like a flash of white horses.

Blinking, five years later...

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