My name is Yun Liao

  This samadhi lasted for three whole days and nights.

  When he woke up from this state, Xu Ziqing slowly let out a breath, unsure whether it was joy or worry.

  He now knew that he had struck it big, absorbing all the essence of the wooden slip. From then on, his cultivation of the Heart Sutra would naturally progress smoothly. The seed of the demonic vine also merged with him automatically after accompanying him for many years, without needing to be subdued, and there was no need to worry about being devoured by this bloodthirsty seed.

  However, this also made the demon vine his destined wood, from then on, if the demon vine was damaged, his cultivation would be damaged, and if the demon vine was destroyed, his cultivation would be destroyed. Unless he gave up cultivating immortality, he had to think of a way to make the demon vine mature before doing other things.

  Xu Ziqing also knew that, apart from this one tree of his destiny, if he wanted to make his skills perfect, he still needed nine other trees as supporting trees. The rest of the trees would all be subordinate trees. The subordinate trees listened to the deployment of the supporting trees, and the supporting trees followed the dispatch of Xu Ziqing's destiny tree, ultimately obeying him in everything.

  He is now worried about the demon vine, because there has been a response in his dantian, and the demon vine seed has recognized its master. It will sprout soon, and to grow, it must absorb fresh blood!

  The Bloodthirsty Wisteria, in order to make it mature as soon as possible, is naturally best fed with the flesh and blood of cultivators. Next are the flesh and blood of beasts with spiritual intelligence, and then ordinary human flesh. But Xu Ziqing was not a cultivator of evil demonic paths, how could he regard human life as worthless? Even among the demon beasts, unless they were ferocious man-eating types, they would not be willing to slaughter on a large scale for personal gain.

  It's a bit embarrassing now.

  After a long time, Xu Zi Qing still couldn't think of a way to achieve both goals, and he suddenly remembered the words of the white-clothed person from before he came out of the storage ring, and he smiled bitterly.

  Let's not think about the sprouting of that demon vine seed for now. The fact that this soul is unstable is a big problem.

  He sighed and decided to take things one step at a time.

  Ten days later——

  In the depths of the lake, day and night are indistinguishable, with spiritual energy swirling everywhere, and a vibrant atmosphere.

  On a lush meadow, a youth wearing a single garment sat cross-legged, with a stream of green energy pouring directly into his head. The youth's expression was solemn, and a faint aura of blue surrounded him, giving off an ethereal air.

  After a long time, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of green light appeared in them, making him look ethereal. The green light then dissipated, and the young man smiled slightly, looking friendly and natural.

  This young man was Xu Ziqing. He had been advised by the white-clothed person that, in order to prevent his soul from becoming unstable again and causing his spirit to leave his body, he would no longer sleep, but instead practice meditation for a long time, tempering his physical body, opening up his acupoints, and gradually stabilizing his soul. His spirit would also not escape from his body again.

  Because of this, Xu Ziqing can now use the Storage Ring. He is very clear that the void world he thought was actually the space inside the Storage Ring, and the darkness was because he had never stored anything in it. Now that his soul is stable, if he wants to communicate with people inside the ring again, he doesn't need to go in personally, just sinking his consciousness will do.

  As soon as he thought of it, Xu Ziqing's face was filled with a smile, and his consciousness had already traversed the space within the formation, directly reaching the stone platform where the white-clothed person was.

  "Xu Ziqing has disturbed you." He spoke in a gentle tone, hoping not to annoy the man in white.

  The man in white did not lift his head, nor did he open his eyes, and his face was still as icy as snow.

  Xu Ziqing saw that he did not scold or drive him away, and his heart was also joyful. He said again: "I have come to ask you something." He paused for a moment, making sure the other person was listening, before continuing: "This storage ring was picked up by me when I was young, and recently I unexpectedly discovered that it belonged to me. Since your honorable self is living in the ring, I suppose this object once belonged to your honorable self. I don't know if putting something inside will be inconvenient for your honorable self?"

  "It doesn't matter, you can use it."

  Xu Ziqing let out a sigh of relief. Although the Storage Ring was indeed very useful to him and was already something in his possession, he had received many favors from the white-clothed person and did not wish to go against their wishes. He thought that if the white-clothed person was displeased, it would be no more than being unable to use it, and he could also seek other methods. Now, however, he had overthought things.

  He smiled even more deeply and truly admired the elegance of the man in white, unable to help but want to make friends with him, even if they were from different worlds.

  Furthermore, the two had known each other for several months, so Xu Ziqing thought it wasn't too abrupt to pluck up his courage and ask: "From now on, since we'll be neighbors, I...I still don't know your esteemed surname and great name?"

  As soon as these words came out, Xu Ziqing felt a little nervous.

  He thought that this gentleman was still a ghost with such momentum, and it seemed that he was even more extraordinary when he was alive. In his two lifetimes as a human being, for the first time, he wanted to try to make friends with someone, no matter how far apart they were, and he also wanted to give it a try.

  Due to anxiety, Xu Ziqing felt that time was dragging on and it was hard to guess.

  In the end, it was because of those words that came out.

  "My name is Yun Liao."

  The Linyuan Secret Realm opens once every five years. When it's not open, the secret realm hides in a place of nothingness, making it impossible for people to find the entrance.

  But all of this has no effect on the creatures within the secret realm.

  On this day, which was clearly not an open day, a young man in short sleeves stood among the trees. His clothes were full of patches, but he pointed at a piece of spiritual misty green grass and muttered to himself, as if reciting something.

  Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind came from behind him, and a bloody aura rose, turning out to be an iron-armored ferocious bull as tall as two men!

  This ox is extremely ferocious, its eyes are full of greedy beastliness, it chooses people to bite, and takes this young man as a meal to fill its belly. With four hooves galloping, two horns cold and stern, it suddenly charges at his back!

  Just as the young man was about to be stabbed from behind, he suddenly turned around and stretched out one palm.

  Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a young man's palm gave birth to a white sprout at an extremely fast speed, which instantly grew longer and became a slender vine.

  This wisteria is snow-white all over, like the best sheep's fat white jade, extremely soft and beautiful. However, its crawling speed is extremely fast, almost only in a breath it reached the iron-clad fierce bull's front, and wrapped itself up quite naturally.

  The vine was no thicker than a little finger and had no leaves growing on it, so it should have been extremely fragile and would break with just one touch. However, the iron-armored fierce bull seemed to have encountered something terrifying, and immediately stamped its four hooves in succession, struggling desperately, and also let out a mournful cry without stopping.

  The young man let out a soft sigh and turned his head away.

  Only to see that white wisteria entwined the iron-armored fierce bull three times, tightly wrapped into its flesh. Suddenly, a thin red hue appeared on the white wisteria, gradually turning from pale red to crimson and finally shining bright red, like blood color.

  If you look closely, you can see the iron armor's fierce bull skin hair seeping with blood, threads of which trickle down to the ground from all four hooves, forming several small blood pools. The white vine quietly extends its front end and lightly touches those blood pools, instantly absorbing them all in.

  But in just two or three breaths, the iron armor bull suddenly withered away, leaving only a skeleton and a piece of fur... After sucking the iron armor bull into an empty shell, the front end of the white rattan rose up, and the entire vine slowly retracted, gradually shortening, and disappeared into the palm of the boy's hand.

  At this time, the young man turned his head around and rolled up the cowhide in the past, but didn't care about the skeleton.

  This young man was Xu Ziqing. It had been more than half a year since his soul stabilized on that day. The seed of the demon vine sprouted five months ago, and the orifice where it emerged was led by Xu Ziqing to the Laogong acupoint in the palm of his right hand. It grew into a delicate and lovely thing, like jade snow.

  Xu Ziqing observed its appearance and was delighted, but worried about how to feed it. Moreover, the young eagle was already over a foot long and had begun to exhibit its hunting nature. He decided that he would use his own spiritual power to break through the whirlpool at the bottom of the lake and go to the secret realm to hunt for food.

  At first, because the young eagles were practicing their hunting skills, they would often catch and grab small animals like mice and rabbits that had no spiritual intelligence. One for himself and one for Xu Zi Qing. Xu Zi Qing would then place the tender shoots of the demon vine on his palm, pressing them against those small prey, and the shoots would feast to their heart's content, one a day was enough.

  Later, the demon vine grew day by day, sending out fine vines. These vines needed to eat dozens of mice and rabbits every day to be satisfied, but as a result, those two living things would suffer a disaster, which was unbearable. Xu Zi Qing understood that it was because the bodies of mice and rabbits lacked blood and energy, and had even less spiritual power. If the demon vine was to be truly full, it still needed the flesh and blood of a demon beast.

  However, the demon beast also had spiritual intelligence, and Xu Ziqing did not want to slaughter it indiscriminately, so he thought of a plan.

  Using oneself as bait, walking in the secret realm, if one attracts and kills the demonic beasts that hunt and eat humans, it is a matter of course. If they do not come to attack others, then one will not fall into the trap, and it is a win-win situation.

  Having thought it through, Xu Ziqing no longer found it difficult. Although the bloodthirsty aura of the demon vine made him somewhat uncomfortable, as long as he didn't look at it closely, he gradually got used to it.

  Today, the demon vine finished eating the iron-clad fierce bull and naturally drilled back into its master's dantian to digest. Xuzi Qing slightly raised his head, whistled, and a burst of sonic boom echoed from above. After flapping its wings, a heavy object fell onto his shoulder.

  On that day, the eaglet was no bigger than a palm, now it is more than two feet long, its claws are like fine steel, and its beak is like an iron hook, it's in high spirits. It has a layer of black feathers on its body, and on top of the black feathers, there is another layer of golden feathers, layered and stacked, as if the inkstone had been plated with gold, dazzling to the eyes. What a majestic and powerful appearance!

  The eagle grasped Xu Ziqing's shoulder, with great force but without hurting his skin, apparently being intimate with him. A series of movements flowed like clouds and water, as if they were familiar with each other.

  Xu Ziqing's eyes also flashed with a hint of pampering, and he asked softly: "Chonghua, are you full today?"

  The eagle tilted its head and let out a low cry, seeming very pleased.

  Xu Ziqing smiled and said: "Now that today's matter is settled, you come with me, and continue to practice diligently."

  The eagle nodded in agreement again.

  Two of them walked to the lake, Xu Ziqing put the eagle into the storage ring, and instantly the spiritual light around his body moved, pushing the lake water away from his body. He then quickly swam, searching for a whirlpool and jumped down!

  The swirling force inside was very strong. Xuzi Qing stabilized his body, rapidly descended and finally landed safely. He quickly returned to the cave.

  As soon as he entered, he released the eagle, which flapped its wings in the air and circled around, making Xu Ziqing laugh again. He was also worried about Rong Hua, as living creatures couldn't be stored in the Storage Ring, or they would suffocate to death in an instant. Fortunately, Xu Ziqing's speed was quite fast, so the eagle only suffered a bit of suffocation and was not seriously injured.

  After a while, the eagle flapped its wings and flew to a slightly taller tree to rest, Xu Ziqing smiled faintly and then returned to meditation.

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