The old woman was cursing and talking nonsense, and Shui Mo Danqing didn't listen to a word of it. He looked at the old woman with a silly grin and laughed.
"Why are you laughing? Boy, if you don't work hard and practice hard, your life will be at risk, the whole city will be in ruins, and the goldfish will be harmed." The old woman counted out the ink and wash paintings incoherently and walked away.
When Xiao Shui Mo Danqing was about to ask him where the ancient well in Xiao Jinzi's capital was, the old woman had already stumbled out and floated far, far away like the wind!
"The supreme beings from the heavens are here, only within a small space. Ask yourself, the future is bright. Don't let it down, young man, the green years are cold and the moonlight is cold." The lingering sound lingered, and there was a god three feet above the head. The old woman turned a corner and disappeared long ago.
Gone into the night.
"Ah! It's already over the west mountain. What should I do? If I can't find the little gold, what should Brother Qilin do? Hey...! Cough cough cough... cough cough. cough...
...Wow...!" Xiao Shui Mo Danqing's heart tightened and he began to get angry. He couldn't help but burst into tears standing in the wilderness.
"I'm just crying! Child, aren't you looking for Longmen? It's impossible to reach Longmen without breaking the clouds!" A voice whispered to Ink Painting from the moonlight.
"Uh-huh! What are you talking about! I still want to find a small amount of gold, so I don't want to go to the Dragon Gate Dog Gate. Get out of my way quickly and don't block the way!" Shui Mo Danqing said casually and ignored him.
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In the pitch-black world, the Seven Treasures Row Trees were erected all around, constantly surrounding the ink paintings. A faint golden light appeared above his head from time to time. The moment it passed through the darkness, it peeled off many of the life and death of the dark world.
fight.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk! My child, you are not an ordinary person. If you practice well, you will definitely become a cultivation wizard below one person and above ten thousand people in the future. If you don't mind it, why not follow me and I will teach you some methods that you can use. How about you?
?" The old voice, full of vicissitudes of life, praised in a calm and unhurried manner.
"Play it by yourself! Do you think you are Xiaojin? Even if I believe the blind fortune teller in the next village, I will not believe you, an old guy who dares not show his face and hides in the dark to scare people! Really?
Yes, don't bother me! I have to hurry, otherwise I will be really rude!" Ink and wash Danqing seemed to feel that there was an extremely strong stone wall on the opposite side, and he seemed to be covered with hemp ropes.
It was like he was tripped up and couldn't move, so he got mad and said.
"Not to mention, you are really stubborn. However, it is quite good to be like this, for my old man's temper." The old man laughed and said.
"Then please let me go! I have to rush to ask for help! Really, old man, I beg you!" Shui Mo couldn't help his eyes sore, and he begged him.
"You can do it yourself! Just try your best and break the rope that binds you. I believe in you, kid." The old man couldn't help but laugh and said.
"You... you are not a good old man! I believe you. Untie me quickly, hurry up." Shui Mo said no, but his body was very honest, and he couldn't help but let it go.
While struggling, he started crying and said.
"If you have time to cry, this matter should have been done long ago! I say you kid, you really don't live up to expectations." The old man looked like he was gloating about his misfortune, and laughed loudly.
The air kept fluctuating with the old man's breathing, and there seemed to be some strange changes in the dark sky.
"Hey! You old thing, why is this rope getting tighter and tighter? Are you forcing me to take action? Even I would be scared if I take action. All the children in our village, and
Who doesn’t know who doesn’t know? It’s best for you, don’t mess with me.” Xiao Shuimo howled loudly like he was going crazy.
Like a Tianshan wild wolf, his beard and hair began to stand on his head, his eyes were blood red, and his pupils began to dilate and astigmatism.
His whole body was filled with explosive divine power, and seven rainbow-like beams of light flew out from the Tianling, breaking through the darkness and heading straight to Haotian Wonderland.
The darkness was pulled open like a curtain, the light of the sun and the moon fell from the sky, and the bright universe appeared in front of Xiao Shuimu Danqing's eyes.
His whole body relaxed, and his mind suddenly became much brighter.
As the bright world dispelled all the darkness, there was a white-haired old man who suddenly fell from the sky. In his hand was a cane with a dragon head as white as snow. The man and the cane were like a piece of
White clouds fell in front of Shui Mo Danqing's eyes. He looked at Xiao Shui Mo Danqing with a smile. He stood there without saying a word.
At this moment, the ink paintings, celestial eyes, wise eyes, fairy eyes, and all kinds of eyes burst out together, and dozens of murderous rays of light flew past the white-haired old man.
A handful of white silver threads gently fell down, turned over in the air, and landed at the feet of Ink Painting like a willow leaf.
"Hehehehe! It's okay, okay. You haven't killed me yet, so you're showing mercy." The white-haired old man started talking with an extremely cheerful smile.
The colorful cloud-like skylight flew for a long time, and then it flew back from the endless deep blue, and with a swipe, the heavenly spirit entered the ink painting, and disappeared as silently as the stone disappeared into the sea!
"Hahahaha! The rope that binds the immortals can be broken. This must be at least the level of the Three Pure Ones! Moreover, there may be souls who are more powerful than the Three Pure Ones who have fallen into your hands.
This is the possibility! Well, that must be the case. Boy, you are now the only immortal soul in the three realms and outside. What are those things in your belly and deep in your mind now?
He's a little guy, but he's very unusual!" The white-haired old man stroked his beard, nodded and smiled, saying.
"Grandpa, I don't understand what you are talking about! What kind of immortal soul is this?" Xiao Shuimu Danqing naturally waited until all the light from the sky entered his body, and then he asked with a smile about the white-haired old man, and said
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"The Soul of an Immortal, isn't that the Soul of an Immortal? What a mess. Boy, with the Soul of an Immortal, you can become an immortal without practicing. Hahahaha... It's true that fools are blessed.
!" The white-haired old man started talking with a smile.