You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

After checking, Changqing felt relieved to know that there would be no serious problems with the formation in the short term.

I returned to the cave on the cliff and began to meditate, benefiting from the many benefits brought by the improvement of my state of mind.

It was much easier to open up the subsequent meridians. Chang Qing estimated that the blood-colored sphere was enough to open up all the twelve main meridians.

The sky was a mixture of light and dark colors, the grass and trees grew wildly, the insects began to chirp, the temperature was cold, then turned warm, and then became hot. Half a year had passed when Changqing opened his eyes again.

Changqing was surrounded by dust, but thanks to the clothes made by Yu Linglong, the dust did not stick to his body, so he did not look so sloppy.

Her hair has grown to her waist, and Changqing is radiating light at this moment. Look closely.

The twelve main meridians on each side of the body emit a light green light, and the light penetrates the body like a big tree emitting green light.

The connection and contraction of these twenty-four main meridians represent the perfection of the realm of expansion.

But Changqing did not move. Instead, his eyes flickered and he was thinking. He found that he seemed different.

But the body did not think so. There was a seed in the brain that should not exist, but it was actually longing to be awakened and to sprout. Because it was located between the eyebrows, the position was very special and it was not known whether it was good or bad.

This made Changqing a little unsure, after all, he had never heard Yu Linglong talk about such things in class.

Changqing seemed to have seen this kind of thing somewhere and pondered it silently in his mind.

In the previous life, this place was located in the upper dantian, which is the place where the spirit is located. There is also such a saying here.

Suddenly Changqing thought of something and took out the book that Grandpa Zhao had translated for him from his arms. It was the Qingtian Nianqing Jue. He continued to flip through the book, and Changqing's fingers stopped in front of two words.

"Nian Hai!"

Chang Qing was a little bit unbelieving and used his spiritual power to continuously test this "seed".

It turned out that this seed could actually absorb spiritual energy. After absorbing it, he actually felt a hint of vitality. Changqing was relieved to see that it did not do any harm to his brain.

"I finally got to see the effect of Qing Tian Nian Qing Jue on the body!"

Chang Qing was a little excited. Looking at the blood-colored round bead that was still full of spiritual energy, he went into seclusion again.

Flowers fade, summer ends. Leaves fall, autumn ends. Snow falls, winter solstice. Ice melts, spring arrives.

Time flies. Time flies like water.

Another year has passed. Chang Qing has been here for more than 8 years, and this body is now sixteen years old.

The blood-red bead in Changqing's hand in the cave had faded and turned gray. Finally, on this day, with a crisp "crack", the bead shattered and turned into powder.

Changqing, who had closed his eyes for a year, finally opened his eyes. Green light shot out from his eyes, as if it could pierce through the void.

He clenched his hands in the air, and a transparent spirit ball appeared in his hands.

Since reaching the peak of Tuojing, he has become more and more proficient in controlling spiritual energy.

Although the seed between the eyebrows has not yet sprouted, his cultivation is only a little bit away from the Yanluo realm. He has already stepped half a foot into it, and real progress is just a matter of a snap.

Changqing felt the spiritual power filling his body and was filled with joy.

After packing up his bags, he went to the bottom of the valley to check again. After making sure that the formation was intact, he started heading towards Xingyang State.

When traveling from the barren mountain to the nearby town, they met several donkeys in a forest. Among them, there was a big donkey that Chang Qing found familiar. He discovered that it was the one he had ridden from Xingyang State.

Looking at the donkey's family, Changqing sighed that everyone has his or her own life experiences. Unexpectedly, the donkey was no exception. Changqing did not disturb them and quietly left.

It was the transition period between spring and summer, and the weather was a bit hot. Changqing, who was seven feet tall, dressed in white clothes as white as snow, and had a handsome face, attracted a lot of attention.

He even received a lot of flirtatious glances on the road. Changqing felt that his outfit was a bit eye-catching and too high-profile, so he went to the clothing store and bought some cooler clothes and a bamboo hat to wear. Only then could he walk around normally.

After buying an old horse, Changqing began his journey in the human world again.

Gradually, Changqing realized that the world is not exquisite, but it is indeed wonderful.

Those wonderful things are hidden in those unrefined corners, always appearing unexpectedly and giving people surprises. In this way, the young man on horseback began his journey again.

Looking at the gray mountains in the distance, squatting by the field with the old farmer, chatting about the growth of crops, the smoke from the village, and setting off again with the aroma of rice;

Sleep by the river at night, look up at the stars, listen to the croaking of frogs, and fall asleep to the chirping of insects;

Sit down in the tavern and listen to the gossip, walk with others, talk about the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, talk about the affairs of the country, and talk about the future that does not seem too far away;

Looking at the people coming and going freely, their hurried pace contrasts with the leisurely old horse;

For travelers, a deep attachment to the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers can become a hindrance, tripping their feet and making them unable to move forward or leave.

There will always be a time for separation. Next time I pass by this world, you may no longer be there.

When he left, the traveler said: "One day, he will get tired of the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers. On that day, maybe he will stay in the most beautiful place and live out the rest of his life."

Chang Qing smiled and said, "There is no end to the world. The mountains and rivers will one day be exhausted, but the people and scenes in the world are constantly changing. Birth, aging, sickness and death, new people replacing old ones, there will always be new fun."

The two parted.

Changqing met many people and many things. Some people liked Changqing's optimism and couldn't help asking: "Don't you have any sad things?"

Chang Qing shook his head and said, "Of course there will be regrets. There are regrets in the world, not to mention humans. After all, we have come here once, and we can't leave nothing behind!"

Some people also asked: "How can I be as open-minded as you?"

Chang Qing laughed loudly: "If you know that everyone in the world is a brother, then we will always be old friends wherever we meet!"

Time passes, and everyone's story continues.

And all of these are transformed into the most lingering taste, which can be savored for a long, long time~

Changqing, the immortal in the eyes of mortals, looks at the world with its blooming flowers and seems like a dream.

He was involved in it, but always remained detached and lonely.

Finally, on this day, Changqing sat in a small boat in the lake. The scenery around him was picturesque, but Changqing did not appreciate it. He digested everything along the way with a smile on his lips. He felt relaxed, even lazy.

He said to himself, “It’s about time.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew up on the lake, and the waves surged towards the shore, but the small boat in the lake did not move at all.

The person above floated up out of thin air, his body emitting green light, and his twenty-four main meridians emitting light. And in various parts of his body, eight extraordinary veins also had a faint and smooth flow, as if waiting to be opened up.

Changqing officially entered the Yanluo realm on this day.

Seeing this scene, many fishermen by the lake knelt down and worshiped. Chang Qing did not want to cause a sensation, so he disappeared quietly. When everyone reacted, a young man riding an old horse had already quietly gone away.

Changqing felt his own strength and felt very calm. He knew that this was just a natural outcome.

He identified the direction and said, "It's time to go back..."