The only way

Chapter 354 My Heart Is Free
Wuyashi's sermon lasted for ten days.

Until dusk ten days later, the afterglow of the setting sun softly fell on the lonely cliff, casting a heavy silhouette.

When the final sound of the Taoist chime sounded, all the disciples looked rewarded after three consecutive beeps. After getting up to send Su Ziwei and Master Su away, the disciples left the Wuya Stone.

They each went to their respective caves.

After ten days of hearing the truth under the Wuya Stone, it is now full of harvest.

Therefore, without exchanging pleasantries, everyone went to their respective caves with their heads buried.

I am afraid that if I say one more word and delay for a while, the knowledge in my mind will disappear.

The same is true at the beginning of Ling, although he doesn't think that he will forget the knowledge of the ten days if he speaks a few more words, but he can't wait to go back to the cave and digest the gains of Wuyashi Wendao here.

She had a premonition that as long as she digested the harvest this time, she could try to pass the entrance examination for a fourth-rank formation master.

Thinking of this, Lingchu hurriedly walked under the Wuya Stone, but stopped at the foot of the Wuya Stone Mountain.

At the foot of the Wuya Stone, a monk was squatting at this moment.

This cultivator was rather slender, with a flying sword on his waist. The blue disciple uniform was hanging on the ground, and the end of the scabbard of the flying sword was also pointing to the ground.

But this cultivator looked at the ground in front of him very seriously.

Not only Lingchu stopped, but most of the monks who passed by here stopped.

Among the Taoist sects of the Three Qing Dynasty, everyone has seen lying monks, standing monks, sitting monks, cross-legged monks, and flying monks, but they have never seen a squatting monk.

Lingchu stopped, not only because the monk's movements were too conspicuous, but also because she knew this person.

Shen Wenzhou.

The taciturn, out-of-group monk.

Lingchu was hesitating whether to go up and say hello.

After thinking about it, Lingchu felt that it was better not to disturb others.

In case people are thinking about some major principles of life, it seems not very good to interrupt their thoughts by themselves. Moreover, the relationship between them is familiar, but it seems that they have not yet reached the point where they can talk about everything.

Just don't add to the embarrassment.

Lingchu thought about it seriously, and then planned to leave.

"Junior Sister Yu."

In the end, Lingchu still didn't make it, but became, like Shen Wenzhou, squatting on the ground, looking at the ground in front of him.

There was no way, Shen Wenzhou had just opened his mouth when Lingchu had just decided not to bother, and it was naturally difficult for Lingchu to leave.

Walking to Shen Wenzhou's side, Shen Wenzhou still didn't intend to get up, just staring at the ground in front of him, just squatting like this.

Lingchu stood for a few breaths, felt a little weird, and followed Shen Wenzhou to squat down.

After squatting down, Lingchu felt inexplicably, and suddenly felt much more normal.

Of course, if you ignore the weird lines of sight behind you.

And after Lingchu squatted down, Shen Wenzhou spoke, "Junior Sister Yu, do you know what kind of flower this is? You should know."

Shen Wenzhou asked and answered himself.

Lingchu blinked, and looked at the piece of lavender morning glory crawling on the ground in front of Shen Wenzhou.

Well, she knows Morning Glory.

"This is morning glory. Speaking of which, this is the first time I have seen wild flowers in the world within the sect." Shen Wenzhou looked at these ordinary morning glories with his usual dull face, revealing There was a rare softness.

Hearing Shen Wenzhou's words, Lingchu was stunned for a moment. Without Shen Wenzhou's words, Lingchu really didn't notice that the flowers and plants growing in the Sanqing Taoist Sect seemed to be not simple.

Even if it's just a weed, it has weak spiritual power, and it looks green and full of vitality.

I have never seen a small wild flower in the world.

Shen Wenzhou stretched out his hand, and touched the morning glory carefully, "The flowers here are all fairy flowers. This morning glory grows here, and the ordinary ones can't even compare to a blade of grass."

Shen Wenzhou who said this had a gloomy look in his eyes.

Lingchu also reached out to touch this morning glory, and said with a smile, "The ordinary blooms out of the extraordinary, so it's another kind of extraordinary."

Hearing this, Shen Wenzhou laughed in a rare way.

From the corner of Lingchu's eyes, she saw the curvature of Shen Wenzhou's mouth, and raised her eyebrows in surprise, as if it was the first time she saw Shen Wenzhou smile.

"Junior Sister Yu has a good eloquence." Shen Wenzhou regained his dull expression, stood up abruptly, and walked down the mountain.

He didn't want to go to Wuya Stone to listen to the sermon anymore, he seemed to know where his problem came from.

Dao heart.

Lingchu squatted on the spot, and glanced blankly at Shen Wenzhou, who was agile.

Then he looked back at the tenaciously blooming morning glory on the ground, pondered for a while, and then smiled knowingly.

Shen Wenzhou Senior brother Shen, had asked his master Jianzhai several times back then, but to no avail.

Standing up, Lingchu looked back at the lonely cliff shaped like a crescent moon, his clear eyes curved like a moon.

The road is free, the heart is free.

Before the smile on the corner of his mouth was raised, Lingchu slammed his fingers on his head, no good, just squatting down like this, and thinking like this just now, the gains from hearing the Tao just ten days ago are going to fade a bit.

The big thing is bad!

The girl in green clothes faded joy from her brows, and hurried back to the cave.

after March.

At the age of 38, Yu Lingchu, the third disciple of Zhenjun Duanyi in Taiqing Mountain, was successfully promoted to the fourth-rank formation master.

March again.

Taiqing mangosteen house.

Lingchu sat cross-legged on the bamboo bed, concentrating on the two trembling silver-white insect eggs in front of him.

These two silver-white insect eggs are only the size of a thumb, translucent, with circles of light golden patterns emerging all over the body. At this moment, these two insect eggs are constantly trembling, and there are also cracks emerging on the surface .

Back then in the treasure hall, Lingchu had obtained eight fragments of light.

The two eggs in front of me are what is wrapped in one of the fragments.

Inside the group of fragments was a frozen jade box. Inside the jade box, there was a layer of golden soft straw mat. On the straw mat were eight silver-white gold worm eggs.

It is a pity that when Lingchu opened the jade box, the eight insect eggs in it, perhaps because of the passage of time, had already dimmed and shriveled three, that is to say, these three eggs had lost their vitality.

And the remaining five are also hovering on the verge of losing their vitality.

Later, Lingchu tried to feed the five insect eggs with the innate good fortune cultivated in his body, and from time to time he used the spiritual power that contained vitality to nourish them.

The remaining five insect eggs slowly came back from the brink of death.

However, there are only two that have truly regained their vitality.

The other three, during these seven years, lost their vitality one by one.

Only these two survived.

And today, seven years later, there are finally signs of breaking out of the shell.

(End of this chapter)