singing together

After Ye Qingli stepped into the empty tower, the head and the two elders had disappeared, and the surroundings were pitch black, only a crystal ball suspended in the air not far in front of him emitted a faint light.

Walking towards the glowing crystal ball, Ye Qingli felt that the Yuan Dan cultivated in his dantian began to heat up, and the true essence spread to all parts of his body through the meridians. He raised his hand and placed it on the crystal ball. The crystal ball, which had only faint light, suddenly A dazzling light burst out, and he closed his eyes unbearably.

"Hehe, it's really interesting. There is actually someone who can cultivate Yuandan at the age of 6." A magnetic voice sounded in the empty hall, and Ye Qingli slowly opened his eyes. The main hall illuminated by the night pearl, this main hall is very empty, there is only a throne in front of it, and a person is sitting on the throne, because it is too far away to see the appearance of that person clearly.

Ye Qingli looked around, holding the package tightly in his small hands. The master said that he could not tell anyone that he had cultivated Yuandan, but this man could easily see through it. Looking at the person on the throne, there was an undisguised expression on his face. alert.

"Hehe... don't be afraid, my name is Tasong, the tower spirit in this tower,"

The person on the throne smiled in a low voice, stood up slowly, and in a split second was behind Ye Qingli, his knuckle fingers resting on his shoulders.

"Little guy, you are the first person to see me in tens of thousands of years."

Feeling that the hand on the shoulder was not exerting any force, Ye Qingli turned sideways and broke free, turned around and looked at the man who called himself Ta Ling, frowning and thinking about how credible his words were.

A glimmer of light flashed across Tasong's eyes, and mist condensed on his fingertips. At the same time, Ye Qingli felt the pressure around him suddenly increase, and he subconsciously operated Yuandan, and the true essence circulated, forming a protective circle around his body.

"Come on, little guy, let me see what a person who can cultivate Yuandan at the age of six is ​​capable of."

After a stick of incense time passed, Ye Qingli's whole body was soaked in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water. At this moment, his body's true energy was exhausted, and his feet stepped on the ground to create a depression, and his body half kneeled He was panting heavily on the ground, but his eyes were still stubbornly looking at the leisurely Tasong.

"It's really good. You can persist for so long after this seat deliberately put pressure on you. You will be a student of this seat in the future."

Tasong waved his hand after finishing speaking, and a dazzling array of weapons appeared in front of Ye Qingli

"Little guy, pick the one that pleases your eyes, and it will be considered as a meeting gift from this seat."

Ye Qingli tried his best to stand upright, looking at the neatly arranged weapons, he couldn't make a move for a while, suddenly, he noticed a sword in the corner emitting a faint blue light, he stumbled to the side of the sword, picked it up, and felt a little nervous. Reluctant to let go, the scabbard is light blue, with a petal of snow lotus carved in the middle, and two small characters "Xi Yang" are engraved on the hilt.

"This sword, is it okay?"

"You have foresight. This Xiyang sword is a rare artifact in the world, but if you want to display its true power, you must have enough strength to match it."

Tasong had a serious expression on the surface, but he cursed secretly in his heart: This broken sword is so proud and conceited that it doesn't even touch it at ordinary times, but it chose this little guy as its master. Should it be said that it has eyesight?

"Let's go, from today on, this seat will personally guide your path of practice."

Ye Qingli held Xi Yangjian and saluted Ta Song respectfully: "Yes, teacher."

Tasong didn't show any expression on his face, but turned around but hooked the corners of his lips. He was in an unprecedentedly happy mood. For thousands of years, there was finally someone who could relieve his boredom.

"Hey... By the way, what's your name, little guy?" Tasong wanted to start teaching his primary school students, but suddenly remembered that he still didn't know the name of this little guy. Forgot to ask the little guy's name, what a shame!

Ye Qingli looked at the teacher with distorted facial expressions, and couldn't help laughing softly. Although the teacher looked a little scary, as if he was going to go berserk in the next second, but the appearance of desperately maintaining his image really made him Some couldn't help laughing, and then he immediately lowered his head as if he had made a mistake and whispered, "Student, Ye Qingli."

In the blink of an eye, another six years.

"Xiao Qingli, go to the barren mountain to hunt a Linyuan beast for me, and I will cook you delicious barbecue."

12-year-old Ye Qingli looked at Ta Song, who was cocking his legs and giving orders with a smile, and clenched the Xiyang sword in his hand. This is already the No. 13 time this month. After taking a few deep breaths, he held back a sword and stabbed him to death. With desire, she pursed her thin lips and turned towards the teleportation array.

The author has something to say:

Tasson is strong, ￠_￠.