"It is also possible!" The commoner old man sighed slightly, but he did not refute, "Time can take away everything. The immortality that cultivators pursue is just an unattainable dream. No matter how high you are, it cannot compete with the arrow of time.
You will eventually die!"
After hearing this, the bright young woman couldn't help but feel emotional. She unconsciously touched her cheek with her fingers, but she felt it was smooth and delicate without any slack, and then she slowly felt relieved.
Despite her jade-like appearance, she is in the prime of her youth, but her real age is far beyond imagination. Just because she has been practicing Taoism for many years and has the skills to maintain her appearance, she does not appear to be aging at all.
What women fear most is getting old and ugly. After hearing what the ancestor said, she was inevitably a little worried, so she touched her face with her hands for fear of getting wrinkles.
The old man in common clothes did not notice the strangeness of the bright young woman. He looked up at the sky and continued to sigh: "Imagine how prosperous our three immortal families were back then? They were even able to control the king's power and secretly control the world! But the heaven, earth and universe have their own balance.
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, everything must reverse, prosperity must decline, everything has its reincarnation. The prosperity of the three families can only last for a thousand years at most, and then they decline one after another. First, the Lin family perished, and now the Ye family is gone. Next, I am afraid it will be my turn to be miserable.
Home……"
His voice became softer and softer, and his face was full of worry. It was obvious that he was not optimistic about the future of his family.
"Cultivation of immortals must not only follow the way of heaven, but also go against it. Ancestor, don't be too pessimistic! If heaven really wants to destroy my Xiao family, I, Xiao Mingliang, will definitely turn the tide, break fate, and reinvent reincarnation!" Yanran, a bright young woman, said
He smiled, his tone full of pride, and he didn't take the will of heaven into consideration at all.
"Just you? It's not even close!" The commoner old man glanced sideways and immediately laughed, "You have to cultivate to my level first, and then it's not too late to talk big!"
"Huh! Sooner or later!" The bright young woman put away her smile and pouted slightly, seeming a little unhappy.
The old man pretended not to see it and stopped talking to her. Instead, he said: "The Ye family and our Xiao family belong to the same lineage of Penglai, and we have some friendship. We can't just watch them expose their bodies in the wilderness and ignore them. Let's go first."
Take the body back and find a grave to bury it alive!"
After saying that, the old man winked at the woman.
The latter nodded slightly, raised her catkin and made a graceful gesture, and suddenly many crystal bright spots appeared around her, floating around and slowly converging.
It turns out that these small bright spots are all water droplets, shining under the sunlight. They come from the morning dew in the mountains, as well as water molecules in the air and soil.
At a glance, within a radius of 100 meters, there are countless small water droplets rising slowly, as if being attracted by invisible forces, gathering from all directions, and all flocking towards the gorgeous woman named Xiao Meili.
Soon, a large amount of dewdrops and mist gathered into a large water ball, which was held in the palm of Xiao Mingliang's hand and slowly rotated like a globe. Its volume was still growing rapidly, constantly absorbing the surrounding moisture.
When the water balloon was bigger than the basin, Xiao Mingliang waved her hand and threw it into the air.
When it reached the highest point and was about to fall, the water ball suddenly split open and split into two, falling in two directions, exactly where the two corpses were.
The two water balls exploded silently, causing no damage at all and only soaking the body.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Mingliang changed his gestures, made another magic formula, pointed the palms of his hands at the two corpses, and softly drank the word "ice" in his mouth. The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and a biting chill suddenly rose.
In the blink of an eye, the water stains on the body condensed into ice at an extremely fast speed, and suddenly turned into a huge ice block, wrapping the body in it.
"Let's go!" The commoner old man waved, then turned around.
Two large ice cubes rose slowly, more than three feet above the ground, completely unaffected by gravity, as if there was something holding them underneath.
When the old man turned around and walked down the mountain, the ice cubes wrapped around the body slowly flew towards him, following closely behind him as if they were spiritual beings.
If other people saw this scene, they might think that it was a ghost, but in the world of immortal cultivators, this is not unusual.
Controlling objects is the most common fairy magic. You use your own thoughts to drive objects. The strength depends on your cultivation level. The stronger the soul, the greater the power.
Of course, like martial arts, magic also requires skills and does not rely entirely on brute force.
Even if the strength of the soul is the same, if the method of use is different, the effect may be very different.
An old man in commoner clothes who can move objects weighing hundreds of kilograms with only his thoughts without moving his hands and feet, and still seems to be doing so easily and effortlessly, can be regarded as a master of Taoism.
No wonder, Xiao Mingliang once dared to say, "With my ancestor's cultivation and Taoism, even if he is not the best in the world, he is at least among the top three." It seems that this is not an exaggeration, but has some basis.
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The sun is gradually rising, spreading its golden rays freely, dispelling the coldness of last night.
In such a rare good weather, Ye Xingyu, who is used to getting up early, is actually sleeping in. Seeing that it is almost noon, he has not gotten out of bed yet.
However, he was not sleeping alone. He was lying in Suy's warm nest, holding the beauty in his arms, and his whole body was filled with warmth.
Yesterday, he relied on his soul-locking magical power to follow the clues and finally found Ye Qingquan, the man behind the scenes, and successfully eliminated him.
The basement is very quiet, isolated from the noise on the street outside, and is very suitable for resting during the day.
However, when the sound of the key opening the door suddenly came, Ye Xingyu, who was sleeping soundly, immediately woke up from his dream.
Although the person did not move, the soul power was released. Ye Xingyu immediately knew what was going on, so he shook the beauty in his arms, leaned into her ear and whispered softly: "Hey! Wake up!"
"Hmm~~! No, no~~!" Su Yi twisted her upper body, her eyelids moved slightly, and a coquettish voice came out of her little mouth, as if she was talking in a dream, "Sir, just do it, okay!"
Ye Xingyu knew that the other party would be wrong, so he quickly explained: "I want to tell you that your daughter is back!"
"What?" Su Yi opened his eyes suddenly, lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed, the sleepiness in his head disappeared instantly.
Immediately afterwards, she heard slight footsteps in the living room outside, and it was obvious that someone had entered the house.
"Quick, quick, quick, quick -!" Su Yi waved to Ye Xingyu anxiously, regardless of putting on clothes, probably telling him to find a place to hide quickly.
Ye Xingyu looked left and right, it was such a small room, and there seemed to be no place to hide, so he could only shrug helplessly and sighed softly: "It just happens to be a basement, without even a window..."