Chapter 67: Three Thousand Weak Waters
After Qin Shu came back, the family was visibly happy.
The neighbors noticed that Qin Wei and Wang Yurou had more smiles on their faces the next day, and they all asked if anything good had happened to them.
They have been neighbors for many years, so they did not hide anything, saying that they were happy that their son was back safely.
Everyone was surprised. They all knew that the wilderness where Qin Shu was located fell into the abyss more than a year ago, but they didn't expect to be able to come back. They were so lucky.
So they all came forward to say congratulations.
In the next few days, Qin Shu once again used the true essence of creation to help Qin cleanse her essence. She will begin to awaken her soul soon.
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the annual Soul Awakening Ceremony began.
In the square, Qin Qing looked at Qin Shu and said, "Brother, I'm a little nervous. Not many Rizhao souls awakened in Yangzhou City last year."
"Why are you nervous? That's normal. Phenomenon." Qin Shu comforted her. , after all, a city’s luck is limited. The year before last, he had awakened the Dao-level Qinglian Dao Seed Soul, which might have brought last year’s luck with him. In addition, the Kuishou Mountain Range fell into the abyss, resulting in Yangzhou City's luck has greatly decreased, so it is not surprising.
"You have to believe in yourself." He continued: "You are my sister. Fourth brother, my efforts to wash your essence and cut out your marrow will not be in vain."
"Yes!" Qin Qing nodded, with an expression on his face. Much more soothing.
She was called after a while, "No. 1793, Qin Qing, please come forward."
Looking at this scene, Qin Shu couldn't help but recall the time when he awakened his soul.
He had no one to accompany him at that time. It was not that his family did not want to come, but that he did not let his family come with him.
However, there was a friend beside him at that time, Ye Yunqing.
It’s just that he is now a disciple of an immortal, and maybe he has already formed an elixir.
Of course, he is a golden elixir now, and there is no envy at all.
He just recalled it. Regarding Ye Yunqing, he did not blame or miss him. There was no need.
Qin Qing’s awakening is the important thing now.
The highest level of the more than a thousand people who had awakened before was no more than Yueying, which made the school leaders look very bad.
I heard that there is a big shot in charge of the No. 1 Middle School this year, hoping to produce a good seedling.
Over in the Immortal District, there is a city lord who is in charge of the overall situation.
In front of the awakening stage, Qin Qing pressed his hand on it, and the light flashed past.
Immediately afterwards, a nine-color pillar of light burst into the sky, and a long river came from Jiutian, followed the pillar of light, and sank into Qin Qing's body.
"Nine, nine colors have mythical potential!"
All the school leaders jumped up from their seats in surprise.
Yes, not standing up, but jumping.
The nine-color mythical level is not the five-color mythical level.
The year before last, when Ye Yunqing awakened the colorful phoenix, it caused a huge sensation, and Qin Qing was even worse this time.
The Jiucai Myth level is said to be in Yangzhou, and even the entire Jiuzhou Divine Court may not be able to awaken one in a thousand years.
The nine-colored light pillar reaching the sky was extremely dazzling, rendering the entire sky within Yangzhou City.
Even the people in the Kyushu Divine Courtyard could see the scene of the Jiutian River coming down.
Several rays of light came, and pairs of eyes were on Qin Qing, but no one spoke.
The person in the middle is Xu Zhixuan, the lord of Yangzhou City, a powerful man in the Celestial Realm. Even he just looked at Qin Qing blankly.
At this time, Qin Qing was closing his eyes and receiving the inheritance of the soul.
Qin Shu saw an acquaintance among that group of people, Kong Yanran, and she appeared again.
‘This movement is really big. ’ Looking at his sister, Qin Shu had a smile on his face.
I was thinking about who would take her as a disciple.
But when Qin Qing woke up, no one, including the city lord Xu Zhixuan, spoke.
This made Qin Shu puzzled.
However, the next moment, this doubt was dispelled by him. A ball of clear water condensed in front of Qin Qing and turned into a beautiful woman in palace attire. In front of her appearance, even the heaven and earth seemed to be inferior.
Everyone’s eyes were focused on her, and the sky and the earth were eclipsed.
Xu Zhixuan was the first to wake up. He bent down and cupped his hands and said, "Xu Zhixuan, the Lord of Yangzhou City, pays homage to the envoy of Shenshui Palace."
As this sound fell, others also woke up.
The city lords all saluted, and naturally they did not dare to neglect. They followed suit and bowed to the fairy in palace attire, "We will pay homage to the envoy of Shenshui Palace."
"Everyone, get up." The woman in palace clothes stretched out her hand to help, and a strong force surged out, helping everyone up.
Then she looked at Qin Qing, "Nine-colored souls, weak water three thousand, not bad, very good."
She said with a smile on her face: "Little girl, I am a god Ye Ruoshui, the Lord of the Seventh Palace of the Water Palace, is a powerful Jinxian and wants to accept you as his disciple. What do you think?”
Daluo Jinxian, Qin Qing was stunned for a moment. Immortals of this level were a bit illusory to her.
Golden Immortal is immortal, Daluo is eternal.
According to legend, the Lord of the Kyushu Divine Court is only Taiyi Golden Immortal.
Not to mention Qin Qing, even the city lord Xu Zhixuan looked surprised.
But when I think of the appearance of the nine-color mythical soul, I feel relieved.
For a mythical soul, five colors are easy to come out, seven colors are difficult, and nine colors are rare.
In the entire Zhongtian Territory, if one appears every hundred years, it would be great.
The Shenshui Palace comes from the Xiantian sect of the Dao League. All the palace members are women. The lowest disciples under the sect are at the five-color myth level, and the souls must be water-based Qi souls.
The weak water of three thousand is just in line. When the soul of the avenue does not appear and the soul of chaos does not come out, the nine-color mythical soul is already the top.
Qin Qing himself was a little undecided and said, "I want to ask my brother." As he said that, his eyes found Qin Shu in the crowd.
Ye Ruoshui also looked at Qin Shu and saw through his strength with just one glance. The golden elixir had not yet been transformed.
The bone age is twenty, the true energy in the body is pure and strong, and the foundation is extremely strong. The physical body is comparable to the fourth-level top monster beast, and he has both immortality and martial arts.
What a good seedling.
Including Xu Zhixuan, all the immortals present also set their sights on Qin Shu.
Kong Yanran recognized him, ‘Isn’t this the bronze boy? ’ Then I saw through his cultivation level at a glance.
The main reason is that Qin Shu didn't hide it.
The magical power of Dou Zhuan Xing Shift is powerful, but it is really useless against Daluo Jinxian and Immortal. The gap in realm is too big.
"Golden, golden elixir! How is this possible!" Kong Yanran's expression was one of surprise. It should be noted that her obedient disciple was only in the late stage of foundation building.
Okay, I haven’t reached the connecting pill yet.
Several other familiar immortals also recognized Qin Shu.
The immortal named Ji Ming was at the scene, "Isn't he a bronze soul? How could he be?"
"Oh!" After hearing Ji Ming's words, Ye Ruoshui became curious and used his magic to coerce Qin Qing. Came to Qin Shu.
"Young man, how about we go somewhere else to communicate?"
Qin Shu: "Senior, please!"
Qin Qing held Qin Shu's hand nervously.
The three of them turned into a stream of water and left.
Ye Ruoshui's voice sounded, "You go on, ignore me."
On the spot, Kong Yanran looked complicated, maybe she had ruined a good marriage for her apprentice.
Ji Ming felt regretful in his intestines. It was not a bronze soul, but a mutated soul, the kind comparable to a mythical soul.
As for the avenue level, they dare not think in that direction.
(End of this chapter)