Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

When he wandered back to the medical tent, Li Yao's hair was rooted up, as if it had been burned by a flaming spirit.

He slammed himself into the medical cabin, only to feel the sky spinning, in a leaf alone in a wave of terror.

He drowned for half a day and didn't spit anything out - he had spit out acid water halfway through the road, almost spit out his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

“Gentleman, revenge is not ten years late, Blackie, you wait, one day I will become a master of refiners, I will change you into a broom!” Li Yao threw up and screamed in his heart.

The black-wing sword, however, could not hear his heart, devoured the vast demonic energy of the sea, and twice-circumfered again. It was refreshed and safely arched into his backpack to sleep.

“Mr. Li Yao...”

At this point, an intermittent female voice appeared in Li Yao's ear, which sounded a little harsh.

Li Yao freaked out.

After becoming a true fixer, he was very sensitive, not to mention the fact that the medical tent was so big that there was no reason for him to hide a woman.

“Mr. Li Yao...”

Female voices are coming again, ghostly, faint, like ghosts with unseen spirits.

The sweat on Li Yao's back suddenly stood up - he heard the woman coming from under him, and he was below the base of the medical cabin!

“I'm here...”

Just as Li Yiu was creepy, a small mechanical bird fluttered its metal wings and flew out from under the medical cabin, revealing a very embarrassing expression in the eyes of the clear crystal stone, softly said, “I'm sorry, I'm still adapting to my new body, I still can't master flying skills, I just fell from the middle of the air to the ground, I didn't mean to hide to scare you, Li Yiu classmate. ”

Li Yao stunned and spread his hand, letting the manipulative bird fall carefully in the palm of his hand.

This is a small, luminous mechanical bird with a light green glow throughout, most limbs are made of crystal, only some metal is used on key bones and frames, translucent crystal casings cover fine to extreme gears, flywheels, driveshafts and universal joints, stiff thread seams to form a natural aesthetic.

Somehow, the spirit bird gave Li Yao a very familiar feeling and always felt that he had seen his eyes somewhere.

Li Yao thought for a moment, his eyes widened: “Wei Qingqing? ”

Spiritual birds are happy to flutter their wings, their little heads are lighter, their voices are still gentle, not as crisp as they were before, and they become a little glutinous:

“It's me, Li Yao classmate, thanks to you to find a piece of my soul, Uncle Tang and Teacher Ding they converted me into ghost repair too, but my strength is too weak, and my soul has been exposed to the air for too long, my soul is incomplete, temporarily not enough to support a large mechanical body, I can only use this little bird form of mechanical body first. ”

Speaking of this, Wei Qingqing's eyes lit up, and his facial muscles, which had been twisted together, gave a smiling expression, "It's also good, I've always loved birds since I was a kid, often fantasizing that I was a little blue bird, flying freely among the clouds, and now it's a reward. ”

Li Yao held a little blue bird and was very emotional.

Of the seven practitioners, Wei Qingqing brought him the greatest shock.

She is only in her early twenties. She has just graduated from the Academy of Fantasy. She is also a low-strength artistic practitioner. Honestly, even if she does not come forward, no one will accuse her.

But she stood up irreversibly and faded before her best youth had fully blossomed —— what kind of power was it that drove her to stand up?

Li Yao was curious about everything.

“I came all the way to thank Li Yao. If you hadn't found my soul, I'd probably be out of smoke by now. Where can I see the blue sky white cloud again? ”

Wei Qingqing fluttered his wings. He jumped gently from Li Yao's palm and swept away. Some of them flew around clumsily, intermittently. "No, but I haven't fully mastered this spiritual body yet. Communicating is very hard. Mr. Li Yao, why don't I invite you into my novel world, and we can communicate directly with the spirit? ”

“The world of fiction? ”

Li Yao suddenly remembered that Wei Qingqing is a very mysterious “illusion literary master”, the legend can build a very powerful world of words, in the world of words to cry out for rain.

Li Yao was full of curiosity about the illusionist. He nodded. "Sure, what am I going to do? ”

“Don't do anything, just close your eyes. ”

Wei Qingqing wings flied over his head, “My novel is called Bluebird. Welcome, Mr. Li Yao, let's enter the world of Bluebird together. ”

“Buzz!”

Li Yao only felt a slight eardrum shock, a disenchantment in front of him, as if the spirit had been withdrawn from the shell, and had fallen from infinite heights. I didn't know how long it had fallen, I fell into a new body!

There was a whistling wind in the ears, an unpredictable white cloud in front of them, and a huge cloud of white clouds, like a sea of bubbles, shaped a variety of shapes under the brisk wind.

Puppies, horses, pools, forests... golden sunshine, a city in the sky.

“Beautiful, beautiful. ”

Wei Qingqing created a novel world that is almost identical to the real world. It adds a hint of nothingness to the aesthetic, making Li Yao Xinyi distracted.

He then found himself a winged hawk, soaring freely among the clouds.

Looking back at the scene just taken by the Blackwing Sword outside the Nine Skylarks, Li Yao's face suddenly looked a little ugly.

“What, you don't like heights? Then you can meditate for yourself on an image of a bird, and we'll fly a little lower. ”

A common little bluebird, as simple as wildflowers in the deep valley, had only three green and dripping feathers on its tail, flying to Li Yao's back and making a glutinous sound.

“Nothing, I love heights, but I just don't like to dive from 10,000 meters to a meter from the ground in half a minute. ”

Li Yao said, his heart changed and he turned into a fierce vulture.

“You like vultures? I thought you'd prefer Falcons because they look big. ”

Little blue bird was frightened by Li Yao's slightly brutal appearance, flew out four or five meters, circled back, and drove alongside Li Yao, some curious to ask.

“The falcon, though strong, is too noble, too proud to live anywhere; the vulture, though not surprising and even seemingly brutal, lives well where the falcon cannot survive. ”

Li Yaoshu stretched his wings and soared freely, gradually enjoying this feeling.

He looked into his head for a moment and said, "If we're in a novel, what's the story of the novel? ”

“There is no plot, this" Bluebird "is about a little blue bird flying in the sky, flying, seeing a lot of clouds, under the brightness of the sun and the wind blowing, the clouds have changed into various forms, infinite colors - this novel is not finished, I'm going to write down all the clouds and colors in the world, that's all. ”

After a pause, Wei Qingqing laughed, “There was only one character in the novel, which was a little bluebird, but now I think it seems nice to add a vulture, they flew across the mountain river and the sea in the realm of Uranus, and saw every cloud in the sky until the end of the world. ”

“Understood, pure literature!” Li Yaoshu saluted.

Wei Qingqing was a little embarrassed, drooling his head:

“In fact, I wrote something else, the kind of youth novel that is popular on the market, a very talented heir to a large sect fell in love with an ordinary girl, but the great sect did not allow them to be together, had to let him marry the elder daughter of another sect... such a mess, I also published two novels in college, and they sold well! But in my heart, my favorite is this unfinished Bluebird, and I've been writing this story since I was fifteen years old, ready to write it until I was fifty years old, and I've never brought anyone in to see it before, and you're still the first. ”

“It's a waste. I'm a rough guy. I don't know anything about literature.” Li Yao was very embarrassed to say.

Wei Qingqing smiled slightly. Little feet gently stepped on Li Yao's body. Little blue birds flew up and circled around the vulture:

“Perhaps this is destiny. I've loved watching clouds in the sky become unpredictable since I was a kid. I hope to become a little blue bird. I could wander between the blue sky and the white clouds. I didn't expect to really become a little bird now. Ha, now that I have all the experience, I can definitely write" Bluebird "as the best novel! ”

The optimism of the teenage girl made Li Yao feel a little moved.

He asked himself, if it is himself who dies, is reborn in a spiritual body, and will exist in the form of "ghost repair” for the rest of his life, I am afraid he will not be able to be as calm and optimistic as Wei Qingqing.

Li Yao had to ask: "Qing Qing..."

“Just call me Qing. I'm three or four years older than you!” The little bluebird chirped.

Li Yao's face turned red. Fortunately, his face was full of feathers, and the little blue bird could not see:

“Qing, yesterday on the crystal rail train, why did you stand up? Clearly there are still a lot of practitioners who have not come forward, your strength should be the weakest of all, illusionist mental attack, can play a very limited role in the tide of beasts, right? Even if you don't stand up, no one will say anything. ”

The little blue bird was silent for a long time and had been flying around the clouds, chasing a warm ray of sunshine, muttering:

“Perhaps. Perhaps I will not stand up and no one will accuse me. ”

“And my strength is so weak that I can only trigger a Tai Ye Thunder Magazine once after overspending all my life - even without me, I might be able to slow the tide of the beast. ”

“I also hesitated, but then I thought of the teacher, if the teacher was in my position, she would definitely stand up, I just inherited the will of the teacher. ”