Chapter 210: Let’s show our cards. We are all time travelers.

"This is... a living spiritual lotus root left over from ancient times that has grown for more than 100,000 years. It must be a treasure left by our ancestors in Heiyan Pass. It can actually be used to build a physical body. What a wild idea!"

"Using lotus root silk as human blood, using earth god roots as human bones, warming with mysterious water, refining with strange fire, having three heads and six arms, and being able to reshape the body, Qingyun boy is really amazing!"

"Qingyun boy, after a few years, can you reshape the bodies of the three of us old guys? Our bodies are also old. Perhaps within a hundred years, this old body will age, and the soul power will be exhausted, and we will completely leave this world."

When Yao Lao was born in a new body, Gu Yuan and the three immortals of the ancient clan were all amazed. Especially the three immortals of the ancient clan, they surrounded Yao Lao and stared at him.

For a moment, the three immortals of the ancient clan were a little envious of Yao Lao. It was actually not easy to create a suitable body, especially for souls as powerful as theirs. If the body was too weak, it would not be able to withstand their souls entering it.

What's more, their ancient clan has always had the tradition of sacrificing the souls of elderly Dou Sheng strongmen to guard the ruins and secret realms within the clan.

However, after Su Qingyun cleared the Eighteen Levels of Heiyan, there should be no need for it in the past few hundred or thousand years.

"If the three immortals need it, I am naturally willing to help refine their bodies. However, it is not so easy to refine a body with high-star Dou Sheng potential. I am afraid that I will have to break through the Dou Zun realm or even enter the transformation realm."

Su Qingyun did not reject the three immortals of the ancient clan, but readily agreed. Although the three immortals were a little frivolous at ordinary times, they were the teachers of his four daughters after all, and they had also taught him many fighting skills. No matter as friends or juniors, he should help the three immortals in their predicament.

Only Xiao Yan, holding his chin, looked at the reborn Yao Lao from the side. He was stunned for a while, and his eyes widened:

"The teacher's appearance and image... a line from a song comes to my mind... vaguely... indistinctly... and can't be erased..."

"What song is it?"

"It's him, it's him, it's him!"

"Our hero, little Nezha!"

"The young hero, little Nezha, he is higher than the sky, he is bigger than the sea, he fights monsters with wisdom, he defeats ghosts with courage, the young hero is little Nezha!"

The next moment, Xiao Yan couldn't help but sing out loud.

It's catchy and a classic.

The most important thing is, because it is so classic, even Su Qingyun couldn't help but sing along a few lines.

As soon as the song came out, the two of them looked at each other in surprise.

Su Qingyun didn't mind. After all, he had known for a long time that Xiao Yan was a time traveler, and he had even thought about which year Xiao Yan was a time traveler from.

The fact that Xiao Yan could sing this song at this time shows that this guy should be a time traveler between 2003 and 2018. It is very likely that he traveled through time when Tudou opened the book ()
However, Xiao Yan's face was filled with disbelief, as if his brain had been hit hard by something, and he was completely confused:
"Brother Qingyun, you...how come you can sing this song?"

Could it be... Could it be that Brother Qingyun is also a time traveler? !

Xiao Yan took a few steps back with a clang, and sat down on the ground without noticing.

"What's wrong with this song? It sounds like it has a unique melody. Is it a nursery rhyme from your Jia Ma Empire? Is this Nezha a little hero from your side?"

Gu Yuan said lightly.

Su Qingyun smiled: "You can say that."

"Let's not worry about whether it's Nezha or not. My beloved disciple Qingyun, it's fine that you made this child's body for me, but why did you also give me a circle, red silk and a red tasseled spear? I don't need these things."

"Hehe, since I've adopted this body-refining idea, I might as well make it more similar. Don't underestimate these three treasures. They were all awarded to me by the ancestors of the ancient clan. I gave them three resounding names: Qiankun Circle, Hun Tian Ling, and Huojian Spear!"

"Three heads and six arms, just right for using three weapons!"

Su Qingyun said.

Yao Lao had just integrated into his new body, and for a moment, he was not quite used to it. He walked awkwardly, one of his legs went weak and his knee broke, and he knelt in front of Su Qingyun.

Su Qingyun quickly helped Yao Lao up: "Teacher, what are you doing? I am embarrassed. It is always the apprentice who kneels to the master, why is the teacher kneeling to the apprentice? Although I know that the teacher may be grateful for my body shaping, but there is no need to perform such a big ceremony!"

Yao Lao suddenly jumped up: "I'm sorry, I've been in the soul state for too long, and I'm not used to the physical body. I'll get used to it, I'll get used to it..." "Although it's a little immature and a little eye-irritating, it was made for me by Qingyun's beloved disciple himself. I'm very pleased. This is a unique body in the world, and it is blessed by heaven and earth."

Yao Lao comforted himself in this way.

He likes everything given by Su Qingyun!
If Xiao Yan were to practice on me and tease me with this image, I would burn him with the cold fire of my bone spirit!

……

An hour later.

In a small courtyard outside Sanxian Mountain, with warm sunshine and gentle breeze, Xiao Yan and Su Qingyun sat at both ends with a cup of herbal tea.

Xiao Yan's hands were shaking slightly as he held the teacup:

"Brother Qingyun... just now, why did you also sing this song?"

"I have never sung this song to anyone else. It should be something that only our side knows...Brother Qingyun, is this a coincidence?"

"Odd changes to even."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"You can't match?"

Xiao Yan shook his head suddenly.

It’s confirmed, Xiao Yan is illiterate.

Su Qingyun rubbed his temples and felt a little headache.

There is a generation gap between him and Xiao Yan, so he can't even match such a classic code.

"It shouldn't be a coincidence." Su Qingyun could only say helplessly.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Xiao Yan was stunned again.

"It means that we should come from the same world."

Su Qingyun said calmly.

Let’s be frank. No more pretending. We are all time travelers.

"What day is 1945?"

"The Japs surrender!!!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan responded instantly. His face froze instantly, his voice trembled a little, and his eyes were misty with tears:
"Brother Qingyun...you mean...you and I...are..."

"Wow--"

Xiao Yan, a man, couldn't help crying and rushed forward to hug Su Qingyun's thighs tightly:

I met my fellow countryman. Brother Qingyun, you have kept it a secret for Xiao Yan, so miserable! Is this the light that God has bestowed upon Xiao Yan? !

Seeing that even Xiao Yan had clung to Su Qingyun's thighs, Zi Yan, Qing Lin and the others pouted:
"Even this guy has clung to Master Qingyun's thigh, I want to cling to him too!"

"Holding that spot, emmm, muahmuah~ Just in time for me to eat Master Qingyun's delicious food~"

(End of this chapter)