My Optimized Immortal Life

It seemed that Chen Qing had not moved for a long time, which made the white-scaled double-horned turtle a little anxious. It actually separated a strand of its spiritual consciousness and let it float above its head.

Seeing this, Chen Qing also silently revealed his figure and appeared in front of the old turtle.

When the white-scaled, double-horned turtle saw Chen Qing appear, a hint of surprise flashed in its eyes, as if it had rarely seen human cultivators appear in the Great Wilderness Swamp.

However, its expression changed very quickly, and the surprise in its eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by flattery.

As soon as its demonic power moved, the wisp of spiritual consciousness floating above its head came towards Chen Qing.

Seeing this, Chen Qing immediately took action to stop it.

"You old turtle, you're so proactive, I'm afraid there's a trap!"

Chen Qing finished speaking.

The white-scaled, double-horned turtle stopped immediately, then forced an ugly smile on its face.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't know this. The old turtle's spiritual consciousness is not strong. If this strand of spiritual consciousness is left outside for too long, it will soon dissipate. Besides, with the formation you set up, the old turtle can't escape even if I want to. In this case, why is the old turtle still resisting?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing's expression changed.

This old turtle could actually see that the formations arranged around it were used to trap it, which is extremely rare.

After all, for a third-level monster in the Great Wilderness, even if it has awakened its intelligence, the only things it can come into contact with are other monsters. Even if it encounters a cultivator, the possibility of survival is very low, so how can it possibly understand the formation?

unless……

Chen Qing thought about it and thought of a possibility.

If that's true, then this old turtle is still useful.

After thinking about it, Chen Qing spoke.

"I didn't expect that an old turtle like you could see things so clearly. In that case, I will reluctantly accept your spiritual consciousness."

After saying that, Chen Qing immediately took action. With a roll of his magic power, he rolled the spiritual consciousness floating in the air back into his hand. Then, with a move of his magic power, dozens of array patterns were engraved in it. After that, he probed his spiritual consciousness into the spiritual consciousness of the old turtle.

After confirming that the old turtle had not left any tricks on his spiritual consciousness, he withdrew his gaze and then looked at the white-scaled double-horned turtle in front of him.

When the old turtle saw this, he immediately came forward with a thick face and spoke.

"Master, please take a seat."

After saying this, it straightened the broad turtle shell on its back, and its meaning was very clear.

Seeing that it was so smart, Chen Qing couldn't help but speak.

"Old turtle like you, you must have served as a mount for many monks."

Unexpectedly, after Chen Qing said this, the old turtle shook his head.

"No, you are the old turtle's first owner."

"Oh, then why do you know so much?"

Chen Qing heard this and said calmly.

The old turtle then slowly told the story, and although what it described was somewhat beyond Chen Qing's expectations, it did not surprise him.

"A few years ago, the old turtle was still cultivating in the Great Desolate Marsh. Having just broken through to the third level, he sought out a body of water near the edge of the Great Desolate Marsh to consolidate his cultivation. One day, after waking from his cultivation, he noticed some considerable movement not far away, so he cautiously went to investigate."

Having said this, it paused, looked at Chen Qing's expression, and then continued.

"At first, the old turtle thought it was just two more monsters fighting. But when he got there, he saw something really... oh no, it really shocked the turtle..."

It coughed and continued.

"A third-level Thunderbird was flying high in the sky, and beneath it was a fleet of ships that stretched for hundreds of feet. At that time, the old turtle had just broken through to the third level, and his spiritual sense was limited, so he didn't penetrate the fleet deeply. However, he could sense the presence of nearly a hundred second-level human cultivators in the fleet, and even more than one third-level cultivator."

"Few human cultivators enter the Great Wilderness Marsh, and the Thunderbird had somehow set its sights on the fleet. The two sides were in a stalemate, and then the old turtle saw a sword light rising from the fleet, heading straight for the Thunderbird. Then, a loud bang was heard, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several miles was in turmoil. Then, whether it was because the noise of the two sides fighting was too loud or something else, part of the fleet was also affected. Some small boats were overturned, and dozens of jade slips and some medicinal pills on them fell into the water. Seeing this, the old turtle took all the jade slips and medicinal pills and immediately returned to his previous retreat. So, I don't know what happened next..."

After saying this, the old turtle looked at Chen Qing. Seeing that the latter seemed to be lost in thought, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

After waiting for a while, Chen Qing came back to his senses.

Chen Qing jumped up and landed on the back of the old turtle. After taking a look at the patterns on the back, Chen Qing casually set up a water-repellent formation and then sat down. He then asked again.

"Old Turtle, what are you doing here?"

When the white-scaled double-horned turtle saw Chen Qing sitting on its shell, the heavy stone in its heart finally fell to the ground. When Chen Qing asked it again, it immediately answered.

"Old Turtle has been cultivating since he was a mortal beast for nearly a thousand years. He has basically explored all the waters in the Great Wilderness Marsh, except for the deepest part. There is a small island in the waters here, and on the island there is a small lake, and in the lake there is a spiritual vein. That is one of the few places Old Turtle likes to stay. However, Old Turtle has not been here for about several decades. I don't know if that place is still there. But now, it naturally belongs to the master."

Hearing this, Chen Qing's expression remained unchanged. He just coughed dryly and spoke.

"That island was originally occupied by a dragon fish, but I killed it later. Now the island belongs to me."

When the old turtle heard this, his eyes widened immediately and he was speechless for a long time. Then he spoke.

"That precious place, even in the Great Wilderness, can only be compared with a few dozen. The master is truly blessed to have found this place."

Listening to the old turtle's words, Chen Qing did not feel embarrassed at all. After all, decades had passed since the old turtle landed on the island. When Chen Qing arrived there, the island had been occupied by the dragon fish for an unknown period of time. Now that the island was occupied by him, he took the old turtle as his mount. To a certain extent, this was equivalent to the old turtle regaining the island.

Well, no problem.

Chen Qing heard that the old turtle had been practicing in the Great Wilderness Marsh since he was a child and was very familiar with the situation there, so he immediately asked it about the situation of the entire Great Wilderness Marsh, and the old turtle naturally told him everything he knew.

When the man and the turtle returned to the island, the old turtle had only finished half of his words, but Chen Qing was not in a hurry. He let it stop first, then opened the formation and entered the island.

Although the white-scaled two-horned turtle is a water monster, its limbs are intact and it can naturally go ashore. Therefore, the old turtle carried Chen Qing ashore and looked at the appearance of the surrounding islands. The old turtle couldn't help but sigh.

"After decades, the appearance of this island has changed."

It pointed to a patch of grass on the right side of the island and spoke.

"I remember there were dozens of pink flowers there, full of spiritual energy, and they tasted extremely sweet. But now they are gone."

Chen Qing listened to the old turtle's words without disturbing it. He walked with the old turtle all the way, listening to it talk about its experiences, and had a preliminary understanding of its character. In short, this was a cowardly turtle. When encountering things, he would be timid if he could and avoid them if he could. He was somewhat similar to Chen Qing. The old turtle also had good talent. After practicing for nearly a thousand years, he safely entered the third level.