Song Chang Gung can’t help but be full of expectations. Although he is a caster of spells, he can’t control the evolution direction of creatures. Everything is the choice of genes, and he doesn’t know what will become.
When the milky halo gradually disappeared, a group child with his arms around his legs and his head buried between his knees was revealed. The skin of his body was glittering and translucent as jade, and his head hung down to his waist like a waterfall.
Although he couldn’t see his face clearly, Song Changgeng didn’t care about it. He didn’t care whether it was beautiful or not. The reason why he touched it was to give it a chance to survive.
The halo quickly disappeared, and the child looked up. A pure little face appeared in front of Song Changgeng. This is a pure little girl like water, and all she saw from her face was innocence.
She closed her eyes and stood up straight, stretching her body completely like a yawn. Although her height is half that of Song Changgeng, it is nearly one meter, and she looks like a child of seven or eight years old.
Compared with her body, the white gold-patterned wings spread out, as if she were a big butterfly, because those beautiful white gold-patterned wings are butterfly wings.
She just flapped her wings and suspended her body in the air, as if she didn’t need to fall to the ground when she was born. The little girl finally opened her eyes slowly and called Song Changgeng a fall with a word.
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Chapter 25 Ice, Wind and Jade Butterfly
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The little girl opened her mouth and said, "Dad!"
Song Changgeng’s legs were weak and he almost didn’t sit underground. This is what it is. Why am I your father?
He quickly stopped the little girl who was still opening her mouth and said loudly, "Don’t call me dad. I’m not your dad. Remember, don’t call me dad."
After listening to this, the little girl seemed very wronged, and her eyes began to ripple. She looked at Song Changgeng like an abandoned kitten. She didn’t know what was wrong. Why not call dad?
In her simple and naive heart, the man who gave her a new life is dad. From the knowledge of life he passed on, don’t you call men dad and women mom?
Looking at this little girl, Song Chang Gung likes it from the heart to the outside. Seeing that she is a little pouting and wants to cry, Song Chang Gung feels a soft heart, so he has to say softly:
"I’m not your father, so, you call me master, I will teach you knowledge later, you are my JingXie attunement, we are mentoring, father and son.
But you can’t call me dad, uh, me. I’m not married yet. Although I don’t have to get married, there is a child who is, uh, after all. In short, you are right to call me master. Yes, that’s the name. "
After listening to his confirmation of the new title, the little girl nodded cleverly because she got some knowledge of his life and knew the meaning of Master in the process of enlightenment.
In her immature voice, she called sweetly, "Master!" Then he opened his arms and wanted Song Changgeng to hug her, scaring him to stop it. He didn’t have the habit of holding children.
Moreover, the child was still naked. He found a white silk from his dry bag of daily necessities, compared the child’s figure with her special body, and made some simple clothes for her.
The little girl wearing new clothes is obviously very happy. She is dragging her long skirt and flying around in the air. Obviously, she likes the feeling that the long skirt is empty and the clothes are flying, although the clothes are rough and crude.
Looking at the little girl’s happy appearance, Song Chang-geng liked it from the heart. His keen appearance now seems to have brought his mood to a new level, and his control over power seems to be more rounded and transparent.
After a little meditation, he understood the truth. The yogi cultivates the mind, and the mind is the key to controlling power. The stronger the mind, the more rounded and transparent it is, and the stronger its control over power is.
Just like ice silkworm in ten thousand, it has accumulated skills for ten thousand years, but its mind is not strong enough, and its control over power is superficial, so it is no match for him who has only one thousand years of skills.
Method tactic is on the one hand, but Song Chang-geng’s subtle control ability of power is not comparable to that of ice silkworm in ten thousand years, so it is normal to be eaten by him. Even with ten thousand years of skill, life and death are still in the hands of people.
After understanding his mind, Song Chang-geng smiled from his heart. He opened his mouth to greet the little girl, but he hasn’t given her a name yet. It’s really inconvenient to call her.
He wanted to think, this child is ice silkworm in ten thousand years, such as silkworm cocoon, broken cocoon into a butterfly, and the body skin is jade, he thinks it is very good to name this girl [Jade Butterfly], which is very suitable for little girls.
He didn’t wait for the little girl to get tired of playing, so he reached out and called her down. After the little girl returned to him, he smiled and said, "All creatures in the world have names, just for convenience.
You were transformed into a butterfly by ice silkworm in ten thousand years, so how about I call you Jade Butterfly? If you don’t like it, just say it, and I’ll think of another name. If you like it, I’ll call you Butterfly in the future, okay? "
"Jade Butterfly! Butterfly! My name is Jade Butterfly! I like it, I like it, thank you, Master. " The little girl’ Jade Butterfly’ said excitedly, and her expression showed that she was happy from the heart.
After saying "Thank you, Master", the little girl "Jade Butterfly" began to fly all over the sky with excitement, shouting: "My name is Jade Butterfly, I have a name, my name is Jade Butterfly! Jade butterfly! "
Looking at the little girl’ Jade Butterfly’ happy, Song Changgeng is also happy from the heart. He feels that he is doing the right thing. If he absorbs it, although he has ten thousand years of skill.
However, the hidden dangers are a bit too great to be missed. He practiced the magic teaching improved method, and the change was so great that it was no longer the magic teaching method that he only needed strength and did not cultivate his mind.
Although it still retains many characteristics of the magic teaching practice method, it also has the characteristics of gaining strength quickly, but after practicing without the magic teaching method, it will produce that kind of dark, evil and cold effect.
Naturally, it will not affect the mind of practitioners, and make their minds tend to be dark, evil and cold, so that practitioners’ mastery of power will become as gentle and subtle as those who teach.
But at the same time, there is a great demand for a mellow mind. If he absorbs ice silkworm for ten thousand years, the effect will be good in the short term, but in the long run, he will not lose.
After all, this perfectly improved version of &1t; Blood nerve > has changed qualitatively, and it is no longer the original &1t; Blood nerve > is the original &1t; Blood Nerve should also be divided into two volumes, good and evil, to achieve perfection through mutual checks and balances.
However, there is no such consequence when Gu Chen, a demon corpse, is absorbed. The main reason is that Gu Chen, a demon corpse, represents evil, while ice silkworm in Wan Nian represents kindness. Although it is ridiculous, the balance of good and evil does exist in people’s hearts.