The First Beastmaster of the Nine Realms

Chapter 134 My Turtle

It doesn't know where it was born, it doesn't know where its hometown is, and it doesn't know the meaning of where it is, but it knows that it is a defective product.

All it knows is that long, long ago, at a time it can't remember, it stuck its head out of an egg.

Then the eggshell shattered quickly, and it was pulled out by a strange force and thrown on the wet and blackened soil.

It turned over, kicking its limbs desperately in fear, and it didn't turn over for a long, long time.

When it had no more strength, it finally heard an exclamation and was straightened by a hand.That hand was warm.

The monk lifted it up happily, looked at its back, and then suddenly let out a long sigh.

It vaguely heard: "Anyway, it's a formation...send someone...to engrave..."

People came soon.

They took all kinds of swords, guns and files, and scratched on its shell. It didn't hurt, but it was very loud.It hid in the shell in fear, and they didn't make a move.

"Find a brother and sister who is a golden core." Someone said.

"Okay, after I finish the task at hand, I will invite Second Senior Sister to come to the hall."

It doesn't know what this means.

When it was thrown down, it was accidentally turned over again, but this time, no one turned it over again.

It turned upside down, looked at its compatriots who were born in the same jade trough, and realized one thing sadly: it was different from them.

Because it is about three times bigger than almost every sibling.

Later, no one came, maybe they forgot.

... Anyway, so it grew, and its brothers and sisters gradually became three times its size.

It was born in a jade trough, and that jade trough was in a great hall burning with candles.

Then it and its brothers and sisters were taken to another larger hall, where there were many of its kind.

When they went, they were told that they were not allowed to move their location when they got there.

Even if it moves, it will be dealt with.

What they need to do is to use their innate abilities to resonate with the heaven and earth when the little monks are sitting on their backs to help them cultivate.

It looked at its brothers and sisters, who were lying on the ground comfortably under the candlelight.

The intricate patterns on their dark wood-colored shells light up and darken with the monk's breathing, and the little monk's expression is serious and serene—but there is no one on his back.

Later, there was, although there was only one.

It was a child who was only six or seven years old. For the first time, he didn't snatch the other older little monks, so he could only sit on the thin back of it.

Originally crying with snot and tears, I shouted: "I don't want to practice on this wooden turtle with half of the shell empty, I want to practice on a wooden turtle with patterns!"

When it resonated desperately, the child stopped crying, sniffed and said, "It's really amazing..."

It feels good.

Later, the child practiced on its back every day, and it remained so for ten years.She has never "patronized" other "wooden turtles", she only practiced on its back.

She would use a brush dipped in water to practice calligraphy on the blank space on its back, and she would also recite "A person can always be peaceful, and the world will return" on its back, and also recite exercises. It is very happy that she can help her , Her name is Lu Huangui.

The only bad thing is that the jade pendant on her body is very long, as long as she moves, the thing will slam on the shell with her movements, which is very noisy.

But over time, you get used to it.

Until one day, she never appeared again.

After several months, someone came to practice and said in a chat that Lu Huangui was hammered into a pulp by the enemy, which looked terrible.

Someone said that there are so many tortoises here, she just chose a disabled one, and I don't know what to think.

Some people say, shouldn't this kind of thing be disposed of earlier?
It has no name, and it can't move. It can only think blankly: It's all my fault.If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have died...

But I waited and waited, and no one came to deal with it.

Until one day, a girl took out a jade pendant and said it was Lu Huan Gui's jade pendant. Before Lu Huan Gui left the house, she asked her to make a new tassel of jade silk. The tassel had just been made.Lu Huangui gave her the jade pendant temporarily, but he must have never thought that he would never have the chance to get it again. Life and death are unpredictable, and eternal life is hard to find.

Then she screamed.

The Yimu Xigui, who was never allowed to move, the disabled Yimu Xigui, suddenly moved.

It is not as big as its kind, but it is half the height of a person, so it has a long stride and is not slow.

Under the dull eyes of all the monks, it came over, stretched out its neck, and took the familiar jade pendant into its mouth.

Amid the violent surge of spiritual power from the surrounding monks, it closed its eyes in peace.

Therefore, it never thought that there would be a day when it could open its eyes again.

This hall has no roof, only a very large, very round candle lamp - it reacted.

This is not the main hall, this should be the "outside" that Lu Huangui said, this round thing should be the "sun".

This is the first time it has seen the sun!The road goes back to the past, have you seen such a scene?

...Although what it doesn't know is that this is actually the moon.

……

Calculating the time, the foraging period of the Giraffe should have arrived.

Sitting on the tree, Jian Baisan breathed out under the moonlight, while waiting for his dog and cat to sense the aura of her exercises and come to find her.

Kejian Realm is far away from Chuyuan State, and is closer to the center of the entire continent. Therefore, Jian Baisan has long discovered that the speed of cultivation here is much faster than in Chuyuan State.

She looked inside her dantian.

The liquid aura in the dantian was lavender.

Straw after strand of purple spiritual energy was transformed through the meridians, entered the dantian, and moved around the liquid mass of spiritual energy in it.

In the corner of the dantian, a piece of coral-colored spiritual power shone brightly.

Although the color is the same, there is another piece of spiritual power floating in the middle of her dantian.

This is the spiritual power of rhubarb.

Since it was promoted, it no longer needs to share Jian Baisan's spiritual power, but cultivates itself as a spirit beast.

This piece in the dantian is the proof of its allegiance to the death.

Also, somehow, today, she seemed extra focused and calm.

Not only is it very fast to enter the samadhi, but it also seems that everything in the world has turned into dust and gone away.

She just felt that her state of mind was remote and she had no troubles.Faster than before, in just two and a half hours, this spiritual energy condensed into a drop of spiritual liquid, dripped into it, and merged with the liquid mass.

The liquid blob grew to an unnoticeable size.

Jian Baisan stopped practicing, opened his eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

……strangeness.

Not to mention that Big Yellow and Big Red and Little Red haven't been here for so long, why is it suddenly so quiet here?

There was no sound of rustling tree mice running around, no calls of insects, and even the usual continuous singing of birds was extremely rare.

Jian Baisan frowned, raised his vigilance, and jumped off the tree.

(End of this chapter)