"You have potential, but now your cultivation is still a little weaker, the foundation building monk, in the spiritual gate, you can only be the inner disciple of the elder of the spiritual sect at most, but if you are diligent and studious, once you step into the true enlightenment, or even the Dan, there are many better prospects waiting for you."

Generally, he would not explain so much to the little disciples, but this time, Mei Yutang was looking at the face of the small porridge.

"By the way, tell me where you are and met Zhouzhou."

Cover your hands over the fire in front of you and warm them up.

In fact, Mei Yutang does not need external forces to dispel the cold in the body, but in this way, inside and outside the pavilion, separated by a furnace and a pot, the atmosphere seems to be more relaxed.

The topic really fell on Xiao Congee.

"In a small courtyard in the forest, he was struck by lightning."

didn't feel a sense of coercion on Mei Yutang, and answered truthfully.

"Did you know that he's not really a fool? It's a congenital fetus with a missing soul, and it's even more likely...... Is it the remnant soul of the strong? ”

The origin is really unknown. Mei Yutang asked questions one after another, and his tone became deeper and lower.

The remnant soul of the strong is an idea that these geniuses suddenly have.

But it's a terrible thought!

Because referring to the Supreme Beings who have fallen and perished in the past dynasties, it seems that there is no one in the previous generation who can match Zhouzhou.

"I ...... I do often feel that he is different from ordinary people. "It's really small, and naturally I won't give up the purple ring.

"He only eats what you make?"

Mei Yutang raised his eyebrows, this was the thing he didn't understand the most. But now that I think about it, maybe it has something to do with the real little beast scales and true fire?

"No, he still likes cold things."

A large part of the reason why he is respectful to Mei Yutang and answers questions is a large part of the reason. It's because he can't afford to support Xiao Porridge's pursuit of cold things, and he wants to firmly stick to the big tree of Lingmen.

Zihuan said that his awakening was not necessarily a good thing.

But it can be seen from his greed for cold things, and the joy that can't be hidden in his eyebrows and eyes when he gets the Ice Breath Phoenix Butterfly Bead.

Xiao Congee Porridge was instinctively mending his remnant soul, and he wanted to wake up.

Since it's something he likes, she won't stop it.

can be valued by Mei Yutang, that is the best shortcut to collect cold things.

"Cold?"

Mei Yutang chuckled.

It's such a small mind, he can see it clearly.

Feeling that the girl kneeling outside the pavilion was sincerely planning for Zhouzhou, his sharp eyebrows couldn't help but be much softer.

"Non-......"

Standing up, the fox fur draped over his shoulders slid lightly to the ground, but Mei Yutang didn't pick it up, just walked out of the pavilion and stood three steps away from the really small hand.

"You think it's a cold thing, but the deity has been looking at it for many days and found that what he really needs is to dream ......"

Dream?

I looked up in surprise.

"Yes, fall asleep, otherwise the exercises will not be as consistent as the Plum Blossom Jade Mirror Garden."

Mei Yutang whispered, saying it to Zhen Xiaoxiao, but also to herself.

"To tell you the truth, his awakening is to my spiritual gate, to my eastern spiritual ...... The implications are far-reaching. So all distractions should have been cut off, but you ...... Not for nothing. ”

"What's more, the cultivation of the deity is by no means ruthless......

"This son has a fate with dreams, or the deity has nothing to teach him, he can only dream through cold things, and repair his soul in his dreams."

"If you are truly good for him, I hope you will not stop him from sleeping."

"Go, you are qualified, free to enter and leave my plum garden."

Dropping the last sentence, there was also a jade talisman that was directly communicated with the phantom bamboo, and Mei Yutang stepped on the snow and slowly disappeared between the white-dyed plum branches.