Shui Ling'er listened to the words of the ethereal monk, and then recalled the whispers in his ear before entering the Xuanbing Cave, and suddenly understood that today was indeed the first day of his cultivation!

As soon as he comprehended it, he hurriedly turned over and bowed down, and begged sincerely: "If Uncle Ethereal is the teacher of the master, Ling'er is the grandson of the uncle's disciple." Today, we have the fate to meet here, and I hope that Uncle will not hesitate to give advice! ”

The ethereal monk was so overwhelmed by him that he turned to the three spirits, "Look, how should I be good?" After all, I am already a dead man, how can a dead man still teach the children of the immortal clan? ”

When Lancang Niangniang heard this, she said angrily: "I said, are you dead and a fool?" The person entrusted to this is Tong'er, your beloved disciple! Even if it is to go to the knife mountain and enter the oil pot, we have to help her fulfill her wish, not to mention that it is as simple as just teaching her disciples a few words of tricks! ”

turned to lament: "Tong'er, this girl, it is difficult to find someone in the world who is more miserable than her." As soon as he was born, he was cursed by his biological mother, and he suffered a thousand years of calamity, and he fought the foxes on the banks of the Lancang River, and lost his god body. Hundreds of years later, she was shattered by the bones of her whole body by the bone-snatching locks of ten thousand souls, and she was tied to the Huaxia Emperor and tortured by hanging for 99 years. If it weren't for the rescue of the five mountains and the use of Xuantian water to shape the ice bones, I am afraid it would have disappeared long ago. For thousands of years, she was all born for others, and she never lived for herself. What else can we say? As long as it is Xi Muxian's request, no matter how difficult it is, we must do it! ”

After hearing this, the three spirits next to him sighed and nodded yes.

Shui Ling'er listened carefully and was secretly frightened.

Lan Cang Niangniang's words were like a hammer hitting his heart. How many tragic memories does my aunt have? The mother's chatting and talking words seems to express her several lifetime sorrows. Her ice and snow countenance, cold and clear, untouched, unapproachable, has it been like this for thousands of years? Or is it because of those past events that I want to know my aunt's story, her past......

So he boldly asked, "Uncles and aunts, I don't know what the allusion was just said?" ”

Lancang Niangniang said: "Ling'er, the past of your grandmother, don't say that you only stay here for three days, even if you stay for three months, I'm afraid we won't be able to finish talking." Over time, you'll know it all. Now I just tell you about the past lives of a few of us. The ethereal monk, that is, the one who will teach you to refer to Tianzen, was a high monk of Songshan, and the magic refers to Tianchan as his founding. As for how far you can practice this meditation practice, it depends on your own talent and cultivation.

"As for me, I am a Lancang Niangniang, and the ethereal monk is a childhood sweetheart's lover, and then I was unfortunately married as a concubine by Wang Qiang of Daguang Duan in Yunnan, and he went to become a monk. It wasn't until we cultivated the Immortal Dao that we were together. This withered Taoist and sword immortal Yunjian are all in the Lancang River to fight the fox group, save the immortals of Xi Muxian, and later fight with the demon clan at the foot of Mount Tai, Xi Muxian suffered from the soul of the bone lock, the four of us want to rescue, but the demon clan is strong, we are not defeated, and we are killed. In order to commemorate us, Xi Mu Xian collected our souls into her Xi Mu Ling Beads, enshrined them in the fairy spirit mound of this Xuanbing Cave, and took a piece of flesh and blood from each of our four people, implanted it in the soil of Jiluo Mountain, and planted the resentful flowers, thoughtless grass, wandering English and bitter and happy branches.

"I see!" Shui Ling'er's trip can be regarded as knowing the story of the four spirits. But he still had a strong desire to know even a little bit about his aunt, but he didn't want to ask more, and said in his heart: "I wonder if the master will tell me something after I go out?" ”

He raised his hand, touched the water bell hanging from his waist, and asked curiously: "According to the master and aunt, in Ling'er's previous life, he was a person named Chiyou. I am a wisp of Yuan Shen lying in his Ximu Spirit Bead, and I was reincarnated after cultivating into a little baby. Since you have also entered your aunt's spirit bead, why can't you be reincarnated like me? ”

The Decay Dao Elder smiled, "Don't forget, we are not ordinary souls, but immortals. Even if we hide in the beads now and enjoy the days of leisurely travel, one day, when there is trouble in the world, we will still appear in a special way to help the immortals. ”