Shrouding the sky and asking for immortals

Chapter 34: The Sutra

"That tree outside?" Weiwei thought of the scene she had seen before, and it was indeed extraordinary.

Towering into the clouds and boundless, it can be said that it shocked her a lot.

However, according to what the person in front of him said, even if he reached this level, he still couldn't compare to the Great Emperor.

"Great Emperor, how strong is it?" Weiwei has never had a clear concept in her heart. She thought her imagination was big enough, but until today, she saw this scene, which made her have to start to rethink the strength of the Great Emperor. .

"Will I be able to get to this point in the future?" Weiwei recalled the bold words before, becoming the Great Emperor seems to be extremely difficult!
"Aren't you envious of how it looks like this? You know, its current appearance is completely inferior to what it was back then," the young man added further, looking at the pensive Weiwei.

He used to be so radiant, when this tree came out, it covered the sky, covered the starry sky, suppressed and killed opponents, thinking back to the glory days of the past, and was buried with time after all, the young man in green shirt sighed, and he poured himself out. He drank a cup of tea and drank it down.

"Senior, what do you need me to do?" Seeing the seriousness of the other party, Weiwei asked equally sincerely.

She needs this method, and the person in front of her is not malicious, but intends to pass on what she has learned, so why doesn't she learn it?
As for what I said earlier, I should just say hello, and those who practice should not argue for the benefit of words.

Weiwei looked at the other party expectantly, and then she heard an angry sentence.

"What are you doing?" The man in green shirt shook his head, cast a glance at Weiwei, and said in a tone of disdain, "Just don't get beaten to death."

He ignored Weiwei's face, and continued: "Although I died tragically in the end, I also took away my opponent before I left, so it's not a loss."

The guest in the blue shirt said melancholy: "I have spent my life, there have been peak years, and there have been dark moments. I have experienced a lot, and I can still return to my homeland. This life is not in vain."

There was an aura of ending around him, and his tone was weak and sad, like a twilight person.

Weiwei was affected by it, and her original mood of anger was quickly replaced by loneliness. She looked at the person in front of her, and felt that something was wrong. She frowned and pondered, thinking why is this so?
The end of the Qingshan guest didn't last long. He recalled the past, and then said: "I think back in the past, when I was fighting in the starry sky, and blood stained the ancient road, what a style!"

Weiwei had already closed her eyes, she concentrated on her mind, and did not continue to listen to the Qingshan guest bragging. When the Qingshan guest spoke again, she found something was wrong, so she temporarily cut off some kind of connection, so that she would no longer be bullied. Shanker influence.

Weiwei found that her emotions fluctuated with the Qingshan guest. From the moment she came in, everything was controlled by the Qingshan guest. The most important thing is that she didn't realize this until now.

"Stop!" Weiwei suddenly uttered a voice, interrupting Qingshan Ke's words. He had been bragging about his experience endlessly. Apart from other aspects, Weiwei felt that he was like a storyteller.

"Haha, it's not bad," the man in green shirt really stopped, no longer bragging about himself, he looked left, right, and circled Weiwei again and again.

Weiwei's eyes moved with the man in blue shirt, and she said calmly: "Senior, what are you going to do?"

I finally stopped talking, and now I started to move around again, can't I be serious for a while?
The man in green shirt coughed and said, "I'll see if you are a mortal."

Seeing that Weiwei was free from his influence, he simply stopped guiding her secretly with his spiritual thoughts. Now, he was carefully observing the other party. Unexpectedly, the little girl didn't seem very happy!
"Unfortunately," the man in blue sighed softly, and said, "Although I can't see what kind of physique you have, I guess you're not of ordinary physique."

He looked a little melancholy, poured himself another cup of tea, and said, "I was originally a scholar. I was born in troubled times, so I had to start the road of cultivation. Although I am a mortal, I have also walked out of a great way."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and said: "I practice hard in a single secret realm, which is different from the common path in the world. I only practice one secret realm, but I have developed some tricks."

"Then do you want to find a mortal as an apprentice? Do you want him to only cultivate one secret realm like you?" Weiwei said bluntly.

She didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, but considering the other party's strength, Weiwei unconsciously used honorifics.

"That's not true, it's just a sigh of relief. As my disciple, you can practice as you want. Naturally, I won't interfere. Besides, I've already died, so I don't care if I want to!" Qingshan Ke said frankly that he died In fact, he poured another cup of tea and drank it.

He moistened his throat, and then said: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, I don't have much time, now, I will pass on your scriptures."

Weiwei's eyes flickered, she didn't answer the words, she just stood there, silent, she didn't know what was thinking in her heart.

"Hmm...you don't think I'm going to kill you, do you?" His eyes suddenly became deeper, and the blue-clothed man's eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts. His breath changed suddenly, giving people a deep and lonely look. He said in a deep voice, "Could it be that you think... I'm going to take you away!"

At the end, the man in blue couldn't help laughing, and then his smile got bigger and bigger, and his voice became louder and louder, all of a sudden dispelling most of the previous atmosphere.

Weiwei's face was expressionless, and that was indeed what she was thinking.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The laughter continued, seeing that Weiwei was unmoved, the man in green shirt stopped laughing, and said, "Hehe... I've spent my whole life, how can I act like a villain."

The guest in blue shirt looked proud, looking up at the sky with a look of disdain.

"Listen to you, which means you can do it," Weiwei continued to complain in her heart without changing her expression.

The man in green shirt seemed to be able to hear Weiwei's heartfelt words. He looked at Weiwei, snorted coldly, and said, "As a senior and expert, he naturally speaks eloquently. How could he use his reputation to do evil."

He didn't even bother to hide it from the younger generation, but the person in front of him was very wary, and the man in the green shirt stared at Wei Wei with even more strange eyes.

In order to avoid hearing anything that would make him angry, the man in green shirt waved his hand, and a light curtain appeared in front of Weiwei. He raised his hand and said, "Did you see it?"

Weiwei looked at the light curtain in surprise. There were many people gathered under the sacred tree, and there seemed to be nothing unusual about it.

"How do you feel about your current state?"

Hearing this, Weiwei suddenly thought of something. She looked at the light curtain, intending to find her figure.

"Status?" Weiwei murmured to herself, and after being reminded by the guest in blue, she discovered something. It seemed that she was not parading with spiritual thoughts, but her real body was here.

"That's right, before I knew it, I moved your real body here. If I wanted to harm you, it would be easy, and you wouldn't even notice."

"Master," Weiwei said suddenly, bowed respectfully to the guest in blue, and made a big salute.

"Hmph!" The man in green shirt glanced arrogantly at Weiwei, but he didn't avoid it. He recognized this apprentice.

"I have only one exercise, called "Fanjing", and all I have learned in my life are integrated here," said Qingshanke, very proud of this exercise.

"The "Fantasy Classic", can one cultivate with a mortal body?" Wei Wei looked at the people in the light curtain, or just grab one of them, she is a little panicked now, although the green shirt man looks young, he must have lived for a long time , getting entangled with such an old monster, in Weiwei's impression, those people who were in the same situation as her in the past seemed to have died well.

The man in the blue shirt looked at Weiwei speechlessly, thinking that he is so upright and upright, but he has been criticized all the time today, he wanted to knock open his apprentice's little head and see what was inside!
"The "Fantasy Classics", there is no limit to aptitude, anyone can practice," Qingshanke glanced at Weiwei, seeing the disappointment in her eyes flashed away, although it was very fast, but he still caught it, his face was strange , obviously the little girl is not very old, why would she have such an idea?

Weiwei smiled brightly, seeing the man in blue shirt staring at her, she stopped talking, thinking that she would be peeping at her again soon!
She has read all kinds of stories. The protagonist meets the old monster. Although there are adventures, most of them are faced with the dilemma of taking home.

"Most of the stories in the book are false. How can those villains compare with me."

Weiwei's eyes widened, she hurriedly restrained her thoughts, and said confidently: "You can really see through my heart."

Hearing this, Qingshan Ke was stunned for a moment. He looked at Weiwei's complacent expression, and realized later: "This is his understanding. There is also a record of this method in the scriptures. You can learn it later."

He shook his head and smiled, and drank another cup of tea, feeling that he had been tricked by the little girl.

"He has a clear mind?" After seeing the mystery of this method, Weiwei became more interested in the "Fantasy Scripture".

"I don't have much time. Now, I'll pass on what you and I have learned," the green-clothed guest coughed, and pointed out. The fingertips were surrounded by galaxies, as if thousands of stars were gathered on this finger.

(End of this chapter)