Chapter 100 Perfection of Seven Loves, Soul sublimation

Chapter 100 Seven Love Perfection, Soul sublimation

The wind at night is a little cool. Even on such a shady night, Wang Qi can still see several flowing Fireflies shining in its shining bags.

Just like Chu Lan, who has been with Wang Qi day and night these days, it is just a firefly in the late autumn night, which is unreal but so memorable.

"Chu Lan, can I call you like this for the last time?" Wang Qi looked at Chu Shang's slender body like a woman and remembered the simple but inferior peasant daughter in those days on the boat and couldn't help saying lightly.

"Naturally it's okay." Chu Shang turned his head, and a rare woman's gentleness appeared on his handsome face, which reminded Wang Qi of Chu Lan a few days ago, another identity she used to deceive herself.

It's just that her innocent kindness at that time could not be restored.

"Seriously, although I don't want to think of it, it still keeps appearing in my mind. On that day, we were on the boat, looking at the world outside the boat and talking about the happy days of the fish, even now, I still want to hear how true was the words on that big ship at that time?"

"Real? Dream? Is this really important? After listening to Wang Qi's words, Chu Shang's face showed a moment of hesitation, and his age was completely inconsistent with the vicissitudes and sadness. "Chu Lan was born in a poor peasant family in the Chu family. Although she looks like a falling water, she is not beautiful. Maybe she can become a good* in the place of Goulan ** for a few years, a brothel. It brings the benefits of several molecules.

"However, in fact, she is just an ordinary and ordinary peasant girl, an unknown, poor and humble tea picker."

"A farmer's daughter who is afraid that he will not be able to get rid of the fragrance of tea and shrinks and the little Chu Jiayu, can't have ideals and pursuits, but follows the fate of ordinary mortals in the world, and finally silently turns into a pick of loess."

"Her birth, her fate, and her talent determine that her life may never change. She can only follow that path and evolve forever. In the end, even if she dies, she is still unknown. This is true."

Chu Shang said lightly, as if he were talking about a story that had nothing to do with him, and this story seemed to have nothing to do with it.

"However, even if she is so humble, she also has her own dream as such a hard-working farm girl. In that dream, she saw the endless river, which is usually seen by big boats that only men in the countryside can take when they can go out to sell tea."

"The river is clear and calm without waves. On the river boat, she blew the gentle breeze on the bank of the river, cooked the purple sand teapot that she had silently prepared for many years, and personally served a bowl of beauty from her own purple sand teapot for her fate... This is a dream.

"As you told Chu Lan on the boat, how can people from the two worlds intersect? Just like dreams and truth, there is only desire left to communicate with them.

"Only when you have a dream can you think about something. Thinking about it day and night also gives birth to a desire. Real...dream... The days on the ship are not only the truth of me and you, but also the truth of you and Chu Lan, that is, the dream of me and you, but also the dream of you and Chu Lan.

"Chu Lan hopes to enter our world, like a fish under the water and swing her tail freely, but I also want to enter Chu Lan's world, feel everything about her, and experience her life, and because of that wisp of longing obsession, our dream has been achieved. It's true."

"Now, do you think it's true what I said on the ship?" Chu Shang asked Wang Qi.

"It looks like a reality, true and false reality, as expected, life is like a dream." Wang Qi's eyes looked through the night's glow, as if he saw some truth in the hazy glow.

"The Chulan on the ship is not the real Chulan, and the Chu merchant on the ship is not the real Chu merchant, but the real Chu merchant followed Chu Lan's dream to restore the real Chulan's dream."

"Hee hee, it is indeed a demon-level ancient demon clan, and its understanding is really high." Chu Shang smiled and said that his beautiful appearance was more beautiful than Xiaohei, whom Wang Qi loved, and Xie Xiaoran, who had been drinking and talking all the way, but Wang Qi did not look at Chu Shang much and fell into his seven feelings.

The weakened figure of waiting day and night outside his cabin in order to taste her drunken beauty tea for the first time came to his mind. The simple and almost pure emotion, and the cold emotion that he couldn't bear to refuse.

Wang Qi carefully stared at the porcelain face in his memory, as if he had stepped on the time of this space, and returned to the big ship carrying Wang Qi and Chu Lan.

The hard-working old farmer happily took over the clear water handed over by his sensible baby and drank it. The happy fish at the bottom of the river swam freely in the water. Nothing seemed to have changed, but has it really not changed? Is this a dream? Or is it real?

Wang Qi looked carefully at Chu Lan's face of the real Chu Shang. He seemed to see a wisp of attachment of Chu Lan covering Chu Shang, which was the real Chu Lan's dream and the real Chu Lan's desire.

Gradually, Chu Shang's figure disappeared. In front of Wang Qi was a plain-looking Chu Lan with a dark farmer's daughter on her face. How similar the clear eyes of the little girl she met when she got off the boat! That's the yearning and desire for beauty.

Wang Qi looked at the big clear eyes. From those eyes, Wang Qi saw Chu Lan, a little girl with two small braids, running around the tea garden and running around the mountains, longing for one day to walk out of Chu Jiayu with the big men in the village and walk out of this remote mountain. Village, take the legendary boat;

Wang Qi saw Chu Lan holding the fresh and tender tea in the morning, and gently bit it. He fantasized that one day he would meet the nobles in his life. He would not be abandoned like his sister, nor would he marry other unmarried girls in the village into a poor family and continue to live a poor life. He fantasized that there was One day, I can rely on my own ability to make my poor family not poor, so that my sick father can see a doctor.

Chulan, who was young, gave birth to many ideas, but each of them was so simple and pure...

Wang Qi gently withdrew his gaze, and Chu Lan's shadow was like a crisp porcelain, turning into pieces of flowers, floating in the air, hidden, with Wang Qi's small affection for Chu Lan on the ship.

This scene is like a reflector. It quickly took Wang Qi back to the tea garden, back to the place where Chu Lan was born and grew up, and back to the truth.

Wow, Wang Qi gently exhales a turbid breath in his abdomen, and the whole soul seems to have been sublimated again. It is crystal full, just like the glory of the heart of the glass that has been remelted. It not only has a sense of belonging to the creation of heaven and earth, but also has the ethereal separation from immortals.

Wang Qi can feel that his soul is really sublimated, all thanks to the partial perfection and generalization of his seven-qing shu, and thanks to Chu Lan, a peasant girl who has never met in reality but met in dreams.

After the perfection of the seven emotions, the first thing Wang Qi did was to re-light up his mysterious dark gold pupils.

A golden and ink-like beam shot out of his strange dark gold pupils and hit the body of more than a dozen practitioners possessed by resentful ghosts in the dark pool.

Suddenly, the bodies of the more than a dozen practitioners had undergone very terrible changes. Their originally thin bodies gradually bulged, until they broke the not-large coat, and the roots of their hair stood up as if the color had changed from black to red, as if they had come out of hell to eat the evil spirits. Ghosts, one by one

It looks fierce and fierce.

What's more frightening is that the strength of the practitioners after these changes is also changing. Just like Chu Shang's casting spells on them, their strength has also quickly climbed to the realm of three or four turns, and this time their momentum is more than several times stronger than that of them.

While Chu Shang was surprised by their change, the dozen evil practitioners did not hesitate to take action against Chu Shang beside Wang Qi.

"Wang Qi, don't you believe what you want to say?" Looking at the more than a dozen practitioners possessed by resentment ghosts, Chu Shang knew that Wang Qi, who had just spoken to himself, had taken action against him. He was shocked and couldn't help questioning.

Wang Qi ignored Chu Shang's harsh questioning and still commanded the dozen evil practitioners to attack Chu Shang.

Although he was angry with Wang Qi's behavior, Chu Shang had no choice but to withdraw his mind and deal with it with it under the siege of more than a dozen practitioners who had been promoted by Wang Qi.

The combat power of more than a dozen people, as predicted in advance by Chu Shang, caused a lot of trouble to the opponents, but the opponents besieged by the more than a dozen practitioners were themselves.

With the cultivation of Chu Shang's five turns, it is not difficult to deal with these more than a dozen practitioners. However, because Chu Shang had consumed a lot of magic power in the previous battle with Wang Qi, and Chu Shang's six desire spells only works for the hearts and demons in the living human body, so it is controlled by these dozen dead people. Naturally, it is a big discount.

More importantly, because he did not know what Wang Qi was doing, Chu Shang also had to leave some mana to deal with Wang Qi's action. All kinds of unfavorable restrictions made Chu Shang firmly suppressed by the other party under the siege of these more than a dozen evil spirits.

After fighting for hundreds of rounds, he dispersed several evil spirits. Even Chu Shang could feel the serious loss of mana in his body. The only thing he was worried about was the situation of Liuyun.

However, when he saw that Liu Yun was still cross-legged on the ground and did not mean to take action against him, he was relieved. He thought that Wang Qi was just trying himself, and began to deal with the remaining few evil practitioners with all his strength.

Unexpectedly, he was not on guard, but let Wang Qi pick up a gap and slapped him on the back.

Puff, Chu Shang couldn't help spitting out a big mouthful of blood and sprinkled in the tea garden.