Rong Jin was filled with joy when she heard Xu Ziqing talking for it everywhere, and she became more and more attached to Xu Ziqing. She quickly wrapped his fingers with the body of the vine and kept them sticky for a while, then said affectionately: "Protect, protect mother! Ying

,Damn it..."

The thoughts behind its words couldn't be more sincere.

Because of this, Jing Ling and Bing Ling felt a little calmer after being tense.

They just thought that this bloodthirsty beast seemed to be very close to its master, so they would not treat them too badly. They might as well get along well with each other to avoid embarrassment in the future.

Jing Ling made up his mind, took Bing Ling's little hand, and went over to say to the bloodthirsty demon vine: "My dear friend Rong Jin, I'm sorry. It's just that I was trapped for a long time and couldn't react for a while, so I took offense.

I hope you won’t be offended.”

Bing Ling was pulled by Jing Ling's sleeve, and she whispered: "I'm sorry..."

Rong Jin's temperament was innocent. Seeing that the two of them had apologized and were still so obedient, she turned her anger into joy: "I, I, am not obedient anymore! You guys, listen to mother...!"

Jingling understood what it meant and said honestly: "We are already master's fairy treasures. We will be obedient and we will ask for your guidance in the future."

Rong Jin clicked the tip of the vine with satisfaction, and went to get sticky with Xu Ziqing for a while.

Xu Ziqing stroked him, looked at the two immortal treasure spirits, and asked harmoniously: "Do you two have names?"

Rong Jin also turned around and "looked" over.

Jing Ling was startled, and then said: "Isn't it the 'Mirror of Reincarnation and Eternal Destruction'?"

Bing Ling also nodded slightly: "The soldiers are in the palm of yin and yang."

The name of Immortal Treasure is their name, but if the owner wants to, he can also give them a name that is easy to call and is close to them.

Jing Ling changed his mind and said with a smile: "Master, will you choose one?" He glanced at the demon vine again, "...like the immortal friend Rong Jin?"

Rong Jin straightened up: "No... etiquette! Call me brother!"

Xu Ziqing laughed before he could reply.

Rong Jin is not as old as this mirror spirit...

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Jing Ling's bulging face.

But Bing Ling grabbed Jing Ling's hand and timidly called out: "Brother Rong Jin."

Jing Ling was embarrassed, Bing Ling was the same age as him, but he screamed like this first, then he...

Rong Jin doesn't care about this, first come, first served. It follows its mother after it is born, so it is naturally the biggest!

After Jing Ling hesitated, he said, "Rong Jin...senior brother?"

Rong Jin was quite satisfied after hearing this.

Seeing that the three of them quickly reached a tacit understanding, Xu Ziqing found it even more interesting.

It's a bit interesting to call him "Senior Brother". Among the monks and immortals, the ones who started first are the best, and those who are masters are the first. Mirror Spirit's thoughts turn quickly, and his mind is also very sensitive.

Immediately, Xu Ziqing answered Jing Ling's previous question: "You should be happy with your name. If there is anything you like, just tell me. From now on, we will all call each other this way."

That’s all.”

Jing Ling thought for a moment and then said, "How about sharing the same surname with Senior Brother Rong Jin? Please give me a name, Master."

He also hopes to use this to get closer to his current companions.

Xu Ziqing heard and understood his thoughts, so he smiled slightly: "That's the case, that's fine." He thought for a moment, and then said to Jing Ling, "You are the mirror of reincarnation and destruction. Although you are highly capable, you are inevitably cold and lonely.

After a while, your name and surname will be 'Rongyu'. I hope you are happy."

Jing Ling repeated the word "Rong Yu" and said with a smile: "Thank you Master for giving me the name. Rong Yu is very happy."

Xu Ziqing looked at Bing Ling again.

Although this little girl is shy, her eyes are full of expectation.

Xu Ziqing's eyes were soft, and he said to her: "The stars are changing, the sun and the moon are high, and you are a woman, so you are 'Rong Heng'."

The girl murmured, with a light smile and a faint smile: "Thank you Master, Rong Heng is happy!"

In this way, the name was decided.

When Rong Jin saw that both of them had the same surname as her, she seemed vaguely happy.

Everyone is happy.

Immediately, Xu Ziqing moved his hands slightly, and the yin and yang palms were attached to the palms. The way of his body turned slightly, and the secrets of life and death were all in it. There was also that fairy mirror covering his chest, and the mirror performed the eternal reincarnation.

, boundless attraction, endless desolation.

And he was covered in a blue robe. This robe looked similar to usual, but it had an air of immortality floating around it. Thin vines were wrapped around the sleeves and placket.

Xu Ziqing's eyes were extremely clear, as if they contained all things, bright and dim, and countless artistic conceptions flowed through.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, a classic was shattered into pieces, and countless fragments of immortal magic poured in...

This is enlightenment.

He is comprehending the inner dharma and interpreting the way of his own body.

It is necessary to use the Tao mentioned in the classics to make up for the shortcomings of one's own Tao, or to use the principles of other great ways to trigger thinking about one's own Tao.

Before he knew it, he was already immersed in it...

Beside Xu Ziqing, Rong Jin disappeared without knowing when, but Rong Yu and Rong Heng were sitting on his left and right respectively, sitting upright with their legs crossed.

If there are others here, they can see that in this depressed Rong Heng's breathing, there seems to be a kind of airflow that is constantly gathering at Xu Ziqing's place, one of which is dispersed on the two silk sheaths, and the other of which sinks into his chest.

In the precious mirror.

And these breaths, after swaying around in the two fairy treasures, disappeared into the fairy light around Xu Ziqing.

Immortal treasures assist immortals in their cultivation, and the more diligent the immortals are in their cultivation, the more beneficial it will be to the immortal treasures.

Therefore, immortals and immortal treasures will continue to blend in and become more compatible...

After Yun Lie entered concentration, in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, a sword immediately broke into pieces, the sword intention burst out, the sword energy danced wildly, and the sword light was dazzling. There, it seemed that someone was dancing madly with a sword, rehearsing a sword move quickly!

If you have insufficient swordsmanship, you may not be able to see this set of swordsmanship clearly, and even if you see it clearly, you will be dizzy and unable to practice.

Therefore, all immortals who practice immortal magic must use their own foundation, otherwise it will be counterproductive and even harm themselves.

The same is true for sword immortals who practice the sword canon.

However, Yun Lie does not need to be so worried.

His sword soul was extremely stable and his sword intention was unparalleled. Naturally, he quickly saw the set of sword techniques. In front of him, the figure of a white-clothed swordsman was condensed with fairy light. He also danced with the same moves.

.

If someone looked at him, they would see that in Yun Lie's dark eyes, there was also a shadow dancing a sword.

This phantom is different from the phantom of the Sword Immortal in White, and appears very blurry, but the sword technique dancing in his hand is the same as that danced by the Sword Immortal in White.

Gradually, every movement of the phantom of the white-robed Sword Immortal and the phantom in Yun Lie's eyes matched each other, and the artistic conception was exactly the same, and the phantom also dissipated.

On the contrary, within the Yun Lie Small Universe Sword Domain, there is an extra sword, and several swords with similar auras around them, the sword energy blends, the sword light shines, and they swallow each other.

Then, Yun Lie knew the sea and shattered another sword.

As before, there was another phantom dancing a sword in his sea of ​​consciousness, and another phantom of the Sword Immortal appeared in front of him.

At this time, the phantom of the Sword Immortal was practicing his sword skills, while the phantom of the Sword Immortal from before retreated to the side and was still practicing the first sword canon.

Repeatedly, every time a sword is shattered, Yun Lie will separate into a shadow of the Sword Immortal, and each shadow of the Sword Immortal practices different sword techniques.

After he had practiced all ten sword canons, Yun Lie's eyes returned to normal.

At this time, there seemed to be many sword lights flashing in the depths of Yun Lie's eyes, and many artistic conceptions about similar swordsmanship also poured into his mind.

Get rid of the bad and keep the good, seek common ground while reserving differences, get only what is needed, and disperse what is not needed.

With each additional sword canon he studied, Yun Lie gained a better understanding of his ruthless killing swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship in the fairy world is naturally different from the swordsmanship in the lower world.

The former is more profound, more mature, and has fewer flaws...it will also be of greater help to him.

When the understanding of the ten parts was fully absorbed into his heart, the silver light in Yun Lie's eyes dissipated.

At the same time, the shadows of the ten sword immortals who were still performing the sword canon also disappeared.

Yun Lie turned his head slightly and looked to the other side of the quiet room.

His junior brother was sitting upright and meditating, as if he had been immersed in the depths of the great avenue and was unaware of external objects.

After watching for a while, he stood up and walked outside without disturbing her.

Outside the quiet room, female officials took turns waiting.

Now this person is wearing colorful clothes and has a solemn temperament. When he sees someone coming out, he immediately salutes: "Young Palace Master."

Yun Lie said: "Call the deacon in charge of resources."

The female officer in colorful clothes naturally obeyed the order and left.

Yun Lie stood in the courtyard, and not long after, he heard the sound of people coming.
To be continued...