Chapter 22

The old monk who was drinking and waiting outside suddenly changed his lazy expression. Feeling the change in the room, he jumped up immediately, waved his big hand, and an enchantment enveloped the entire small courtyard.

His expression was slightly condensed, and he walked quickly towards the room.

I saw that on the bed in the room, the little monk-like girl was sitting cross-legged, with a golden light covering her body, her delicate eyebrows, her outstanding face, and her cross-legged and closed eyes, which made him faint. I felt an extremely powerful holy force in her.

Looking at this scene, he was excited and even more incredible.

Although he knew earlier that she should be the person he was looking for, he still felt unreal when he saw this scene. Because, before finding her, he never thought that the person he was looking for would be a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old.

In order to prevent her from any accident, the old monk guarded the law for her and kept an eye on her situation.

Because of the surging golden light on her body, the whole room was filled with a powerful and attractive aura. This aura was like the coercion of a strong man, and even the old monk was oozing out under this attractive airflow. Cold sweat came, and the enchantment that enveloped the entire yard also faintly fluctuated under this airflow.

When she saw that the holy energy on her body was surging with the flow of spiritual energy, causing her whole body to be roasted on a fire, her whole body was flushed red, and there were faint signs of exploding and dying, the old monk was shocked and hurried out. Voice.

"Don't suppress the spiritual power, feel its existence, guide the meridians and tendons of the whole body with the heart method, and flow into the dantian..."

When Tangning heard the voice, she didn't even think about it as she was suffering, and immediately did what the old monk said.

With the rotation of her mind, the golden light on her body gradually converged into her body, and the spiritual power in her body also flowed through the expanded meridians and merged into the dantian. At this time, she slowly He exhaled, opened his eyes, and looked at the old monk in front of him.

"How is it? Are you okay?" The old monk asked worriedly, and he stepped forward and put his hand on her hand vein to investigate the situation in her body.

After this investigation, he couldn't help but be stunned, and said with admiration: "The muscles and veins in the body expand, and the spiritual power is abundant to form a holy body. In the future, the cultivation is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Seeing her disapproving look, the old monk couldn't help but say, "Do you know that there are immortals who can ride clouds and mists in this world?"

Tangning glanced at him strangely and asked, "Have you seen it?" The only memory in her mind, the immortal who flew through the clouds and mist, was only in legend, and even she was from an aristocratic family, and she had never seen it before.

The old monk curled his white eyebrows in one hand and said with a smile, "Refining qi and strengthening muscles and bones, spiritual masters increase longevity, build foundations and escape from the mortal body, use swords to soar into the clouds, golden elixir can be respected, control a place, and the birth of birth is three hundred years old. Spiritual souls travel thousands of miles, flying immortals are rare since ancient times, and they bow to the gate of heaven."

After speaking, he paused, looked at her, and said with a smile: "Would you like to go with me to the land of immortals?"

After hearing this, Tangning smiled, her beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons, how to look at her delicate little appearance, how to please her.

Just when the old monk was overjoyed and thought there was a show, he saw her smile fade away and said directly, "Don't go!"

The old monk got stuck in his throat in one breath, glared his eyes, and said, "This is a great good thing. You don't know the monk and I have good intentions!"

Tangning curled her lips, "I think it's the weasel who greets the chicken for the New Year. It's uneasy and kind."

I almost forgot that it’s not finished yet~ There are few new articles, and those who haven’t read my old articles, you can go and see my old article, Tiantian Doctor Fengjiu, which is also very exciting~ See you at noon tomorrow~ See you at noon tomorrow~