"The country monster, the Turtle clan Wu Daochang, has seen a real person."

What I didn't expect was that just when Chen Zhengqian was shocked and suspicious, the giant turtle suddenly said something like this.

Chen Zhengqian was shocked: "You can still talk?"

Damn, isn’t this a sign of becoming a spirit?

It's a turtle's mouth is spitting out people's words!

Fortunately, Chen Zhengqian is very human after all. When encountering such a thing, he is calm and does not show much fear.

It's just the first time I've encountered a monster that has become a spirit, it's so new.

Chen Zhengqian suddenly had the urge to capture it, that is, he didn't know whether the people from the Animal Protection Association would jump out of the sky to stop him.

Old Turtle, Oh no, it was Wu Daochang who replied: "It's not talking, it's just a communication of consciousness at the soul level. If you want to speak, I have to practice for at least a while."

"Do you know how to practice?" Chen Zhengqian widened his eyes.

After asking, Chen Zhengqian realized that he seemed to have asked a very stupid question.

If you don’t know how to practice, how could this old turtle live so long and grow up?

However, it is also quite amazing to be able to communicate consciousness at the soul level with humans.

Wu Daochang was very proud: "Of course, I am a monster-level existence."

Chen Zhengqian: “…”

I thought it was awesome, but why did it feel like it was changed when it was said from his mouth?

Is the existence of monster-level existence very powerful?

No matter how you hear it, it looks like cannon fodder in fairy tale novels!

Seeing its hill-like body, it was actually just a monster level, Chen Zhengqian was somewhat disappointed.

As expected, everything cannot be just looking at the surface.

Think about it, it is already very good to become a monster in this era. Moreover, although the turtle clan has a long lifespan, it is famous for its slow cultivation.

Those at home can only be regarded as the first enlightenment of spiritual intelligence, and they are still 108,000 miles away from the old turtle's realm.

The old turtle and Wu Daochang seemed to be quite satisfied with his current level. He probably had never encountered humans or other creatures that were stronger than it.

There are good and bad things in this way.

However, looking at Chen Zhengqian, Wu Daochang was a little scared again and hurriedly said, "Of course, it's still far behind you when you come to the real person."

Chen Zhengqian laughed silently. Even an old turtle knew how to flatter him. This world is really...

Suddenly, I became interested and asked it: "Who gave you the name Wu Daochang?"

Logically speaking, a turtle should not have its own name. Could it be its owner?

Wu Daochang's voice was filled with a hint of shame: "This... I gave it to myself. When the young monk picked me up, he didn't name me, so he put me in the pool.

Later, after I gave birth to the spiritual consciousness, I felt that I was different from the turtles around me, so I gave myself a name. I was not very good at it, so I made do with it."

Chen Zhengqian shook his head: "No, Wu Daochang's name is pretty good."

I feel that although this old turtle has lived for so many years, his intelligence is not very high. I feel too honest and may even be happy if I get caught and cook soup.

Thinking that no one came to this place for the time being, Chen Zhengqian sat on a stone next to the pool and said, "Then tell me your story."

Wu Daochang's body was soaked in the pool water: "Since you want to hear it, I'll talk about it."

The story is very simple.

A little monk picked up a small turtle that had just been born by the river, so he took it back to a temple not far from the river bank, placed it in a small pond, and came to see it from time to time.

Perhaps it was because he was listening to the Buddha day and night, and the Buddha appeared. The little turtle felt the incense and gave birth to a trace of spirituality.

Although it was very weak, it survived with this trace of spirituality and lived quite freely.

What you need to do every day is to listen to the monks’ teachings, feel the incense in front of the Buddha, and then swim in the pool for a few laps, and then it’s gone.

Later, the little monk turned into an old monk and didn't look at it much. Maybe he thought it was gone.

Later, the dynasty collapsed and the temple collapsed.

The little turtle turned into a big turtle. There was no danger in staying in the pool, but it was a little lonely because there was no turtle that lived longer than it. There were some new little guys around, all of whom were stupid and knew how to eat.

I am different from them, I am a monster, no, I should be said to be a spiritual beast in front of the Buddha.

Later, the temple was rebuilt and a new name was changed.

The big turtle also turned into an old turtle, and its size became increasingly large. There were more small turtles in the pool. It was uncomfortable to live, so it simply changed its residence and ran from the pool to the pool in the back mountain.

Because it found that it was more comfortable than the pool in front, and there was no need to worry about being caught.

So, it settled down here with peace of mind.

Over time, it became accustomed to its own state. With this spiritual spring, it not only did not die, but lived longer.

As for how many years he had lived, he couldn't figure it out. Anyway, seeing the little novice monks who came to fetch water by the pond changed one after another, it gradually became too lazy to count.

Chen Zhengqian asked it curiously: "Then you suddenly appeared this time. Is there anything wrong?"

Who knew that Wu Daochang replied: "I just felt the breath of a real person. I was excited for a moment and couldn't help but bubble up."

bubble……

Chen Zhengqian was a little messy. He just appeared because he appeared?

Could it be that I am the legendary man of destiny, with a domineering spirit, and all kinds of demons and monsters will accept their heads and bow to me when they see me?

Well, these are all nonsense, Chen Zhengqian knows that it is impossible.

I can only say that this old turtle is too naive and has not been caught to make soup, which is also a good luck.

Wu Daochang said: "It has been too long since I saw a strong man like you. Since the old monk died, the temple has been getting worse every day, and it was set on fire.

It was rebuilt several times later, but the masters in the temple were not as good as the other. At first, I was thinking about whether to go out, but I was afraid of being caught and used as a mount. After staying for a long time, I was too lazy to go out."

Chen Zhengqian asked in contemplation: "Have you ever seen someone stronger than me before?"

Judging from its tone, it seems that there are many ancient masters.

Wu Daochang shook his head: "No, the people I have met, including the monks who brought me back, are not as strong as you. I have seen the weaker ones, but I have never had direct contact with each other and I don't know each other."

Chen Zhengqian was a little disappointed and asked it again: "Then have you seen other monsters?"

"I have seen it, but it happened a long time ago." Wu Daochang said hesitantly.

Chen Zhengqian was excited and became interested: "Tell me what kind of monster is it?"

"A long time ago..." Lao Turtle started storytelling mode.
Chapter completed!