Chapter 126 Exchange
Li Chuan and Feng Huanyi walked into the main room and asked her to sit down. Li Chuan lit the lamp and was thinking about whether to go to the alchemy room to boil some water and make a pot of tea. Feng Huanyi Yi said: "Young master, there is no need to be busy. I will just sit down for a while."
"That's good." Li Chuan also sat down.
Feng Huanyi looked around and his eyes fell on the vase by the window.
The small yellow flowers are still blooming brightly.
A gentle breeze carried a drizzle of rain.
“It’s completely like a vase.” Feng Huanyi said.
"Taoist Wen brought some spiritual spring water, so the flowers can bloom for a long time." Li Chuan explained.
"I never asked, what is the name of this magic weapon?" Feng Huanyi asked.
Name?
It certainly cannot be said to be a Tianyin pot. If he gets the mood one day and touches it again, maybe it will really turn into a vase. I have to find a time to call the little mouse out again and ask if it can be repaired.
He didn't dare to call the little mouse out in Yanqing Mountain, where the spiritual thoughts of the old monster who had lived for who knows how long were projected here. If they get excited and find a mouse, it's not necessarily a bad thing, but it's certainly troublesome.
While thinking about it, he made up a name and said: "It's called Baiying teapot."
"Is it Baiyingye's Baiyingye?" Feng Huanyi asked.
"Yes." Li Chuan answered.
Feng Huanyi said: "I have never heard of this magic weapon."
Li Chuan said: "There are thousands of magic weapons in the world, and there are always some that I don't know about."
Feng Huan Yi turned to look at him, "Young Master is so free and easy, no wonder he can be brothers with a demon cultivator."
"This has nothing to do with whether the demon cultivator is a demon cultivator or not." Instead, Li Chuan looked out the window and said, "Even if it is I can’t get along with everyone. If we can talk to demon cultivators, we can become close friends.”
“Isn’t it just that I can’t kill people?” Feng Huanyi asked.
"It's not okay for people to kill people. Even if my closest relatives and friends kill someone, if there is no justifiable reason, such as killing a corrupt official and a bully, I might have to kill him out of justice and send him to the government." Li Chuan's He was very consistent in his heart, and he said: "I can't explain the big truth, and I can't understand it. I just want to have a clear conscience."
After finishing speaking, Li Chuan remembered what Wen Gu had entrusted to him, and he Question: "You said you were in Chajiang to repay the kindness of King Lingyu. What kind of kindness was it?"
Feng Huanyi replied: "The grace of saving my life."
"How was it saved?"
"Six hundred years ago, the Dragon King of the East China Sea took a fancy to me and asked me to go to the Dragon Palace to be a bead-bearing maid. I didn't want to go. I thought it would be good to practice in Cangjiang River. , free and easy. I thought I could refuse, but who knows, the next day, they accused me of cutting my demon pill and peeling my fish skin.”
The sound of rain started to fall.
The clear voice of Feng Huanyi blended into the sound of rain, "The Spirit Fish King has protected me."
She cut her hair, and there was a moist fragrance, " Three months ago, she found me and asked me to fight for her. I decided at that time that even if I sacrificed all my cultivation, even my life, I would still give her enough time."
"Do you know what she did?" Li Chuan asked.
"I don't know." Feng Huanyi replied.
"Later you entered the Golden Phoenix Sect?"
"Because I wanted to join the Xuantai Spiritual Light Society."
"For resources?"
"Not just resources. But. I want to enter the secret realm of Yanxing Ancient Cave."
"Is that also a resource?" Li Chuan was still confused. When he thought about it, weren't the treasures of heaven, materials and earth growing in the secret realm, and the magic treasures and treasures hidden, all considered resources? ”
"I just want to enter the secret realm. The secret realm is born from the Taoism of the master of the secret realm. The sky, the earth, every leaf, and every flower in the secret realm contain Taoism. I have been cultivating a demon for thousands of years. Ordinary Resources, as long as I pay attention, I can always find or exchange them."
"I have no master, no sect, and I have relied on my spiritual heart to cultivate. In the past one or two hundred years, apart from the accumulation of strength, I have almost nothing. No progress. I want to understand Taoism, but almost all the relics of the Dongtian Paradise are in the hands of the big sect." Feng Huanyi explained her thoughts, "The Golden Phoenix Sect has a bad reputation, but it is also a thousand-year-old sect. I am a fish demon, so why should I care about my reputation?”
Li Chuan understood, and he suddenly had the idea of going to the secret realm.
Indeed, as she said, there are very few undiscovered wild secrets. Lao Xiaokai searched for more than ten years before he came across Xuanshui Mountain.
"Without the sect, it would be difficult to move forward." Li Chuan said with emotion.
“But without the large sects, these secret realms cannot be maintained.” Feng Huanyi said.
“Does the sect need to be maintained?” Li Chuan was surprised.
"Of course, as time goes by, no matter how strong the seal is, there will be loopholes. The operation of the secret realm also requires regular replenishment of spirit stones and maintenance of formations. Ordinary sects simply cannot afford so many resources." Feng Huan The mist in Yi's eyes became thicker, "Master Li, you are the heir of "The Pattern Classic", don't you feel unwilling to do so?"
"Why?"
Feng Huanyi's voice was low, with some charm, "Becoming the heir of "The Classic of Patterns", in more than ten years, you can surpass the monks of your generation, and in thirty years, you can discuss the Tao with the immortals, but a hundred years later, the monks of your generation can The monk still maintains the same appearance as when we met, but you have become a pile of withered bones."
Rain and mist filled the hall, and there was a moist fragrance in your breath.
There was silver light sliding across her hair and body.
Li Chuan wanted to touch the Tianyin Pot, but found that he was trapped in the rain and fog, unable to see, hear, or move.
Only Qingling's voice struck his heart.
"Master Li, can you let me help you?"
"I will share my life with you, and you can give me your abilities in exchange, okay."
Body His clothes were wet and heavy. He was obviously wearing a cloak, so how could he get wet?
“No.” Li Chuan refused.
“Why?”
"I'm quite willing." Li Chuan said sincerely, "I can take advantage of all the good things in the world."
"Really?"
Rain and mist wrapped around him, A bit of coolness penetrated his body and swam over his body.
"Squeak!" Li Chuan heard the cry full of anger.
"Huh? How could it be?" Feng Huanyi's tone was confused.
Crash.
Li Chuan heard a sound of water, and the banshee in front of him turned into green mist. Outside the window, silver water splashed in the night rain.
He opened his eyes suddenly.
The room was quiet, there was no sound of water or rain, and the light golden sunlight slipped in through the cracks in the window.
He stood up quickly and walked into the main room. The bright yellow flowers swayed in the half-dark window lattice with the morning breeze. He opened the window. The ground was dry, and it didn't look like it had rained.
Is it a dream?
He raised his hand, holding a bunch of red bodhi beads.
There is a shallow trace of water on the seat where the banshee sat.
Li Chuan looked down at the bodhi beads, which exuded a moist and dark fragrance.
Is she threatening him and asking him to fix the magic weapon for her?
It's too much.
(End of this chapter)