Chen Lian's determination did not move Fairy Zi Ling, but just calmly put away the scroll, took out another scroll from his body, and handed it to Chen Lian.??{?[

Then she took off the purple bell tied around her waist, and the melodious ringtone, like a shallow clear stream, flowing into Shenlian's heart, making him feel happy. He looked at Zi Ling, knowing that this was a magic weapon that the master relied on to become famous, with infinite power, but the world is so great that it is hard for someone to let the master use the magic weapon.

There is nothing surprising about the style of the bell, but the patterns on it are as free as flowing water, and are full of natural rhythm.

If you look closely at the dense patterns, there will be tens of thousands of twists, curves, and curves. Even the extremely skilled master of weapon refining will probably find it difficult to imagine how those patterns were carved when they see them, because they are too natural, as if all the patterns were completed at the same time, with the same color depth.

Only when you are deeply refined, the patterns on it, just like the masters painting Yin and Yang fish, are achieved overnight. The time spent or not, the most terrifying thing is that these patterns are not unintentional. Every turning point is like the changes in the qi of the Taixu Shen Ce, full of life and restraint.

These patterns alone are probably not inferior to the value of the bell itself. If someone spends energy studying the mystery, even if he cannot attain the Tao forever, he can still understand the mystery of Taoism and plant a profound magical meaning in the spiritual light of nature.

Fairy Zi Ling said calmly: "This bell has been with me for a long time and is powerful, but now it is not necessary. You give it to Caiwei and let her keep it for self-defense."

Chen Lian respectfully followed the bell, and when he held a cloud of smoke and clouds, as light as nothing, he said, "Don't the master plan to see his senior sister again?"

Zi Ling said softly: "She is a good child, so I hope there will be a chance to see her again in the future, rather than now, Chen Lian, do you understand?"

Chen Lian naturally understood what the master said. Even though her senior sister herself knew that she would never have the hope of priesthood, let alone being able to escape the vast thousand and follow the footsteps of Qingshui Master, the master still had expectations for her senior sister, and even left behind something she had to let him hand it over to her for two lifetimes.

It was not until this moment that Chen Lian realized that the master’s love for him and his senior sister was absolutely no different, and he had the same care regardless of the qualifications of the successor.

Chen Lian could not use any action to express gratitude to the master, nor could he evaluate her extraordinary mind, and replied softly: "Disciple understand."

Zi Ling looked at him with a smile, her whole body was as bright as the clouds, sacred and inviolable, and she was moved by her heart when she looked at her.

Then a soft hum broke the atmosphere, and immediately two clear streams of purple and green rose into the sky, as if they were torn up, causing some rules between heaven and earth to tremble, causing the vital energy to tremble and spread to countless places.

The two clear ponds lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the shocking and powerful spiritual pressure naturally made it impossible for any elder Qingxuan and his disciple to enter into meditation safely. All kinds of strange phenomena also appeared on Zifu Peak, including the mysterious and deep starry sky, the surging clear spring, the dark universe, and the extremely charming ceiling...

Even though Chen Lian expected that the master could escape from the great thousand at any time, he would never have thought that this was the current situation. Everything was born too quickly and too suddenly.

Just as certain encounters in life come unexpectedly, people are not prepared at all.

Chen Lian really understood that the master gave him a vivid lesson with her departure, and not everything could be expected.

It was not until the vision disappeared that Chen Lian went down the mountain. Senior sister Gu Caiwei was at the foot of the mountain, and the Youhe River was not far from her. Chen Lian held her hand and delivered Zi Ling, who was as light as clouds, to her without saying much.

Next is the discussion on the Tao on the Lingtai.

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Water is the origin of life. The vast sea seems to have existed since the creation of the world. During this period, I don’t know how many powerful creatures and long-lasting civilizations have been nurtured.

When the sea is quiet, it is really like light blue silk, quietly showing its infinite beauty and softness. Once the wind is howling and the undercurrents under the sea can stir up a huge momentum, it will never be inferior to the supernatural powers of any immortal Buddha figure in the world.

Now that the sky is covered with dark clouds, it is enough to predict that the next big storm will be a great storm. Chen Lianqiu looked at the low sky, and under his feet was the wide dragon's forehead, and the branches-shaped dragon horns on both sides stood tall, like the most loyal guard beside Chen Lian.

A gust of wind rushes from nowhere. The high waves are like a city wall, pressing down directly, and the dragon horns are filled with a light green light. When the waves have not yet touched the corner of Shen Lian's clothes, they divide the huge wave into two and pass through them calmly.

The dragon snarled proudly, and the low dragon roar seemed to be venting its own energy. Its calm and contentment posture could allow intelligent monks to understand the mysterious and mysterious body techniques. Every time the wave of water around them had an indescribable concise beauty.

There is no trace of the dragon's tail swing, and there is no trace of the dragon's tail swing.

As the dark clouds were low and the strong wind suddenly flourished, countless waves hit the dragon, as if they wanted to surrender to the power of nature. However, the dragon was washed away by the waves and became more and more happy. He rode the wind and waves, as fast as lightning, and played leisurely in the fierce shipwreck without any disturbance.

Chen Lian let the dragon gallop in the boundless sea, as if it had a root under its feet, standing firmly on the dragon's forehead, with its eyes tightly closed, as if it was wandering outside the sky, or if it was closed to rest, and wanted to use its fullest spirit to climb the spiritual platform Fangcun Mountain on the third day of the third month.

The waves were endless, and suddenly there was a thunder sound in the sky. Lightning as thick as a tree trunk made the sea and sky connect. While the dragon was walking through the waves, it was easy to avoid the swift and incompetent thunder and lightning, and the dragon roar was extremely refreshing.

It is difficult for lightning to hurt it, but it is a great crime to alarm the owner of his head to rest. Therefore, the dragon easily avoids lightning when it seems inconvenient, but in fact it is doing its best to avoid the fastest thing in the world.

This ultimate avoidance makes the dragon feel so fast, and the boundless sea makes it swim happily and its talent can't help but roar from the dragon.

However, although the wild dragon roar was so refreshing, the dragon immediately held it in, carefully sensed the deep refining on its forehead, as if it had no reaction, and then he felt a sigh of relief in his heart.
Chapter completed!