On the top of Huaguo Mountain, which is ten thousand feet high, there is a strange stone. It is about ten feet high and nearly five feet wide. From a distance, it looks like a ten-foot-tall man sitting with his legs crossed and his knees crossed.
"Whoosh!"
As a breeze blew through the treetops, a figure in green clothes faintly cut through the void and appeared beside this strange stone.
The aura of this figure is emanating from the dust, and it has a certain charm of immortality. The jasper-colored grass on the top of the mountain, and the charming wild flowers that occasionally bloom, seem to be trembling with his approach.
No one in the land of China seems to know that the god of murder who slaughtered the saint Zhunti is not enjoying the happy life of a newlywed on Penglai Island at this moment, but he has gone to join the small and indifferent tribe of Aolai.
Although the scenery here is beautiful and full of spiritual energy, there is nothing else except flowers, trees, and small animals and monkeys.
Li Qingming gently stroked the brilliant stone in front of him and murmured to himself: "Oh, I never expected that a five-color sacred stone the size of a fist would have become thickly coated after years of wind, sun, rain, and lightning.
Even if Fuxi tries to find you, he won't be able to find you!"
"Boom!"
As if he could understand the meaning of Li Qingming's words, the huge strange stone trembled slightly, and wisps of stone chips fell down.
"Oh?" Li Qingming was surprised and said, "I didn't expect Lingzhi to be born so early, but I am very happy and congratulated!"
"Buzz!"
The strange stone trembled for the last time and finally stopped shaking.
"Little guy, you are still just the turmoil of your original consciousness. When you absorb enough vitality of heaven and earth, you will naturally transform into another form. It's not that time yet, you still have other missions!" Li Qingming said lightly!
He smiled and sat cross-legged in front of the strange stone.
A simple little bell suddenly appeared in his palm, "Dingle bell!" The clear and melodious sound of the bell, with the simple little bell as the center, slowly spread out in all directions.
"Buzz!"
The little beasts and ginseng babies in all directions seemed to be surging up after hearing this clear and melodious ringtone. Following this strange sound, they moved their calves joyfully and rushed towards the top of the mountain crazily.
Countless birds were awakened, and they flapped their colorful wings inexplicably with surprise, forming strange arrays over the top of Huaguo Mountain. The beaks of the birds echoed with the sound of bells, making bursts of soft chirping.
Li Qingming didn't seem to be awakened by these visions. He still shook the little bell without realizing it.
The increasingly louder ringtones seemed to be mixed with infinite Taoist rhymes, and the wisps of ringtones were deeply imprinted on the five-color sacred stone in the middle of the boulder.
However, this five-color sacred stone seems to be able to understand, listening quietly, as if falling into a deep sleep.
Streams of radiant light cracked on the surface of the strange stone, and then disappeared without a trace, embedded in the five-color sacred stone. It was as if it had never appeared!
He hurried to the top of the mountain. The little beasts surrounding Li Qingming, as well as the birds circling and dancing in the sky, all watched this scene inexplicably, from the initial shouting, to the soft chanting, to the occasional
He hesitated until the final silence.
"Jingle Bell!"
The simple little bell gave out its final buzz. Li Qingming stood up and waved lightly to the surroundings.
The small beasts and birds all crawled down towards Li Qingming, then retreated silently and disappeared into the dense forest.
The sound of a vicissitudes of bell tells the story of all the suffering in the world and the difficulties of cultivating the Tao.
Li Qingming stared at the strange stone in front of him, then suddenly waved his hand and struck the boulder viciously.
"Crack!"
The clear sound of rock cracking spread far away. Li Qingming smashed the strange stone, which was about ten feet high, to create a huge crack. In the crack, a five-color sacred stone the size of a fist shone with infinite brilliance.
Soaring straight into the sky.
"Little one, you can sleep peacefully here. When this calamity is over, you will be born!"
Li Qingming gently touched the five-color sacred stone. His big hand seemed to have some kind of magic power, and a circle of bright green light directly enveloped the sacred stone, covering up the infinite brilliance of the bullfight.
"laugh!"
The Qianhua dissipated, and the five-color sacred stone stuck in the middle of the boulder became dim and completely fell into silence.
No one will understand why Li Qingming has such feelings for this five-color sacred stone. So what if it contains the imprint of his soul?
Only he himself knows what role this lust stone will play in the crisis fifteen years from now, and what it will give birth to in hundreds of millions of years!
Unknowingly, the sun was setting in the west, and the huge Lunar Star had climbed up into the sky. The moonlight was like a waterfall, stretching the figure of Li Qingming and the boulder into an elongated shape.
"Old guys, why are you hiding now that you're here?" Li Qingming looked at the sky, and with a flash of light in his hand, an exquisitely shaped teapot appeared.
The surrounding void fluctuated like water ripples, and two old but tall figures, one gray and one green, appeared on the top of Huaguo Mountain.
The old man in green robe snatched the teapot from Li Qingming's hand, took a sip from mouth to mouth, and let out a breath of hot breath, saying: "Ha, it's great! You panda cub always hides the best green bamboo tea tightly."
In fact, it is very difficult for me to drink more! This time, this pot belongs to me!"
"Qing Mingzi, you are quite scheming!" The old man in gray robe touched his long beard under his chin, his face expressionless.
Li Qingming smiled brightly, and like a magic trick, he took out a teapot again and threw it to the gray-robed old man, saying: "Disciples are not as free-minded as you. I have nothing to do all day long, so I just play chess and drink tea in Zixiao Palace.
.In this Chinese land, there are still many things that need to be done by disciples. This is a typical life of hard work for disciples!"
Seeing this, all the judges must already know who these two veterans are! Yes, these two veterans are none other than the two oldest guys in China, Yangmei and Hongjun.
Hongjun took the teapot handed over by Li Qingming and said: "You can't blame others for the evil consequences you have planted yourself!"
Li Qingming smiled bitterly, took out a black gourd, raised his head and took a sip of Nine Heavens Immortal Brew, and said: "There are too many disturbances in this world, and not everything can be as satisfactory as expected! For example, fifteen years
Later, if Luo Hu really breaks into the land of China, as the spokesperson of Heaven, will you just ignore it?"
"What you did this time was a mistake! Heaven destined Qing Lingzi to have the status of emperor, but it did not give him the capital to become a saint!" Hongjun touched the delicate teapot in his hand and spoke lightly.
"Hmph, the way of heaven, the way of heaven, fuck it! In order to escape, I said that if Xiao Er can become a saint, he must become a saint. The way of heaven is a rigid thing with no emotions at all. It has nothing to do with it.
Me!" Li Qingming suddenly drank a mouthful of fairy wine, his face turned red and his expression was ferocious.
"Hahaha, okay!" He raised his eyebrows and suddenly put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Baby, I like what you said, so fuck me, hahaha!"
Hongjun glanced at Yang Mei and shook his head helplessly: "Some things are destined and cannot be changed or changed!"
Li Qingming turned his head away and touched the five-color sacred stone beside him. There are some things that cannot be argued about. You will see for yourself in the future. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support.
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