Chapter 138 Name
Jian Baisan had learned the level of spirit beasts from Luo Xiaoyu, as well as related knowledge about the relationship between levels and the strength of human monks.

From the very beginning, she knew A, B, C, Ding Ji in ten days, Jia, B, C, D, Wu, Geng, Xin Rengui, and the ten characters recited her soul out of her body.

After learning it, Luo Xiaoyu started lecturing again.When she repeated the knowledge over and over again, she also made mistakes over and over again. This incident became an unforgettable nightmare memory for her.

Therefore, even if she hadn't read the group introduction of this little turtle in the illustrated book at all, she still believed the level it said.

... Fluent human language is a manifestation of the spiritual intelligence of the spiritual beast, and the spiritual intelligence of the spiritual beast is closely related to its strength.

Among them, spirit beasts of Grade A and B can even transform into human form, cultivate independently, and be promoted to be a demon fairy.

Jian Baisan recited Ten Heavenly Stems fluently, pointed to Rhubarb, and said, "E is a very strong level, and it's about the same level as Geng. It's not bad at all."

"Really?" said the little turtle. "Well, that's great! What about them?"

Da Hong and Xiao Hong on the ground were so tired that they curled up beside Da Huang and fell asleep.

"Really," Jian Baisan got up, pulled off the rings from the hands of several corpses on the ground, put them in his hands, and sat down again.

"They... I don't know what level they are. Their skills depend on the number of their groups and my practice. It's about Xin level now."

Jian Baisan went back and sat down, holding the little turtle in his hand and looking straight up: "Do you want to sign a contract with me?"

The little turtle nodded, and said expectantly: "Jane Baisan! Then when I become your spirit beast, can you give me a name?"

Jian Baisan simply said, "No problem."

She closed her eyes, and the exercises started to work immediately.

A large wave of pure white spiritual power came from the little tortoise, passing through Jian Baisan's meridians, staying in her dantian, and shyly stopped at the corner, facing the coral-colored spiritual power corner lines.

"Wow!" said the little turtle, "it feels so different! We can talk like this!"

This is the voice that rang in Jian Baisan's mind.

Before Jian Baisan could speak, he heard Da Huang say, "Hello, Da Huang."

What's going on, so at this level, can they already communicate in her mind? !
"Will I be called Rhubarb from now on?" Little Turtle accepted the name doubtfully, and said, "Hello, how about you?"

Jian Baisan hurriedly interrupted: "No! Its name is Dahuang, and it is introducing itself."

"Oh, oh..." the little turtle said dizzily, and then suddenly became sad again, "Its nickname is so cute, I don't even have such a nickname..."

Jian Baisan said, "No, that's its name."

The little tortoise said blankly: "Oh... Then, what are their names?"

It took two steps in Jian Baisan's hand, and looked at the sleeping Dahong and Xiaohong.

Jian Baisan said: "The big one is called Dahong, and the small one is called Xiaohong."

The little turtle took a step back, it forgot that it was still in Jian Baisan's palm, and almost fell off.

Jian Baisan quickly stabilized it and put it on the ground: "Let me think of a name for you... What color is yours? It looks a bit like brown."

"Then..."

The little tortoise blurted out: "No, that, I... I... Otherwise, I'd better think about it myself..."

It didn't feel sorry until it was finished.He saved him and promised to let him follow him. He also asked him to give him his name. How could he talk like that?

how sad...

It cautiously prepared to change its words, but saw that Jian Baisan just scratched his head embarrassingly: "Okay, I don't think it's too easy to take. Think of something you like. Just tell me when you think about it."

The little turtle was so moved that he wanted to cry: "You, you are as good as Lu Huangui! You are a good person!"

Jian Baisan said: "Thank you, but this way is back, who is it?"

The little turtle thought for a while, and then started talking about it when he was born.

"I, I thought, I would definitely be dealt with. I heard from them that the rules of the sect are very strict. I don't know why I am here, and I don't know where Yupei has gone. However, if I am not dead, I will still be there. Nice to meet you!"

It turned out that it was not so small, it was a big tortoise half the height of a human.

It used to be immobile, and it had never seen this world, only heard it from monks.

Where it has been has always been the Great Hall of Darkness.

It lives in the Longevity Realm where the concentration of aura is several times higher than here, but it has never been allowed to see the sun.For them who already have intelligence, isn't this a kind of cruelty?

Jian Baisan looked outside and said, "The sun is out, let's go out and talk."

The little turtle said excitedly: "Okay!"

Then the little turtle said in shock: "It's so bright! So this is the sun. Is it the moon when it's dark?"

Jian Baisan said: "Well, don't look directly at the sun, it will burn you."

"But it's very bright and beautiful." The little turtle said, "I've thought of my name, Jian Baisan!"

"What is it?"

"I want to call Jian Huanyang, Jian Baisan's Jane, Road Huanhui Huan, Sun's Yang!"

"If I remember correctly, Huanyang seems to mean the resurrection of the dead." Jian Baisan reminded, "But it sounds nice."

"Ah, I don't know! But speaking of it this way, I really hope that Lu Huangui can come back to life... Everyone is obviously cultivating in order to live forever... It would be great if everyone didn't have conflicts, so everyone You can't die."

Jian Baisan was silent for a while, then said, "It's unlikely."

"Cultivators don't just cultivate for longevity. As far as I know, there are also monks who practice for revenge, for status, and for treasures. There are also monks who only cultivate for the sake of living with dignity."

"Like me, I was dragged to cultivate in a daze. I didn't have a choice at the time..." Jian Baisan laughed, "Because I have a heavenly root."

"So in the eyes of many people, there may be more important things than longevity," Jian Baisan said, "Things that you would rather give up your life to do, so conflicts are always unavoidable. Thinking about it this way, monk In fact, it’s not much different from ordinary people.”

Jian Huanyang said: "Ah...then do you have something like this to insist on?"

Jian Baisan thought for a while and said, "That means my family, spirit beasts, and myself can live well."

Jian Huanyang said: "Then I just hope you can live a good life! I like you so much, don't die."

Jian Baisan inexplicably blushed a little: "Ah...thank you..."

Jian Baisan suddenly felt a burning sensation in her fingers, a summoning talisman jumped out of her ring, and a line of words appeared.

 I can't think of a chapter name...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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