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Chapter 173: Mother

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    Before sending Han Qianling into the holy mountain, the two first found a suitable place for Luo Jiujiang to settle down.

    Although there is no clear and logical human-like thinking in the Holy Mountain, the most basic form instinct of likes and dislikes still exists.  According to Han Qianling himself, during the tens of thousands of years he was trapped in the belly of the holy mountain, it was because of his ability to resonate with the holy mountain that he was able to clearly understand every corner of the holy land without leaving home.

    "Now you are so close to her, if she wants to see you, it will be more convenient." Han Qianling half folded her arms and asserted: "It can't be like this."

    Although Han Qianling didn't have any intention of blaming Luo Jiujiang, and his attitude didn't look like he would turn against the Holy Mountain because of such a trivial matter, Luo Jiujiang still had a strange illusion: it seemed that he suddenly  It was such a disaster.

    ¡­Speaking of what Shengshan likes about him, it¡¯s his unique insights into food, his handsome and unrestrained appearance, the simple color scheme of his body like a rock, or his solid and firm body  muscle?

    Luo Jiujiang shamelessly picked out all his advantages from head to toe and boasted in his heart. When he finally boasted the position of his dantian, Luo Jiujiang suddenly woke up.

    There is also a small world hidden in his dantian.

    In the course of frequent sparring with strange beasts in the past six months, the chaos in his dantian was gradually wiped away by him like flowing water eroding stones.  What can make Shengshan feel kind and fond is probably the new small world in his dantian, and the breath of Daoyuan.

    When Luo Jiujiang was thinking about it in his heart, Han Qianling had already brought him to a cave covered by vines.  This is a low mountain very close to the holy mountain. Half of the mountain wall is as if it has been cut by an axe. It is perpendicular to the stream, and it is extremely steep.  There are some purple radishes growing here and there on the mountain wall, and the clusters at the entrance of the cave happen to cover the cave tightly, making it look quite beautiful.

    "There must be an antidote within seven steps of a snake's infestation, and it's the same reason if you put it on the holy mountain." Han Qianling casually lifted the rare curtain vines on the mountain wall, "The holy mountain is born with gods."  Consciousness, cannot penetrate this plant."

    After a short pause, a tacit smile gradually appeared on Han Qianling's face: "But my spiritual sense can penetrate it."

    Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

    "Since you knew you would miss me so much, why didn't you just let me go with you?"

    Han Qianling thought about the environment inside the holy mountain, and his smile faded a little, but his voice was still as gentle and gentle as before: "I did it on purpose, and this time I'll let you try the feeling of waiting outside."

    "Well, so you have this idea." Luo Jiujiang didn't point it out, but deliberately dragged out his tone along with his words, "It's just what I want, I also thought about how to find a coconut ball and put you in the  It¡¯s stuffed in there for a year and a half.¡±

    "After that year and a half?"

    "Afterwards? When the Nascent Soul is cultivated, it will be released. At this time, it will be cooked just right, fragrant, tender and tender. I can do whatever I want and then I can start eating from the lips."

    When he said this, Luo Jiujiang's voice was tainted with two or three points of ambiguous tone.

    Han Qianling's black pupils showed a ray of blue again, he stared deeply at Luo Jiujiang for a moment, and said hoarsely: "Now you can also eat from your lips."

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    Han Qianling walked into the depths of the holy mountain alone.

    If others are lucky enough to come here, they will be surprised by the scenery in the depths of the holy mountain: there are winding paths leading to secluded places, countless stalactites hang down from the top of the dome-shaped cave, and the center of the cave is a pool of bright blue  In the pool water, the cold and mysterious light shone on the milky white walls, reflecting Han Qianling's face indifferently and mysteriously.

    The road from the cave outside to the lake is a rippling slope. Hanqianling descends from top to bottom, and the corner of the robe sweeps across the moist and white ground from time to time.  The distance of this section of the road is not short, but Han Qianling has been walking all the way, the speed and distance of each step have always maintained a stable rhythm, neither can he be seen to be anxious for this, nor does it appear that he is resisting.

    But no matter how long the road is, there will always be a moment when it comes to an end, Han Qianling finally stood still in front of the Tan Youlan pool.

    He lifted the corner of his robe, bent down to scoop up a handful of water casually, let them slide down from between his fingers, and said unhurriedly: "It's really a familiar place It's been a long time, mother."

    In response to this sentence, another boulder fell from the heart of the holy mountain.

    The corners of Han Qianling's lips are slightly curved, and the eyesThe stars are dazzling but also cold, but in Han Qianling's eyes, they only feel kind.

    Those little bits and pieces were once a part of him.

    Han Qianling approached those fragments, remembering that in order to escape from the Holy Land, how he realized that the arrival of the Chen family had broken his balance with the Holy Mountain, and after realizing that the force of suppression was slightly loosened, he followed his own evil thoughts almost desperately.  Go in the direction of flow, and plunge into Chen's dantian.

    At that moment, in order to get rid of the fate of thousands of years, he almost ran away desperately. He gave up the small pieces of soul that he could have taken away, and the drop of dao source that he could have taken away. Naturally, he also gave up and  The evil thought that the Dao source merged into one.

    Now thinking of himself at that time, Han Qianling seemed like a lifetime away.

    I still have such a moment of gaffe that I can't wait.

    Thinking of this, Han Qianling smiled slightly.

    Everything he wanted, or the only thing he wanted, was already owned by him at this time.

    He will not be so urgent anymore.

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