Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1070 Planting Immortal Seeds
The huge blue beam of light gradually spread out, and the wispy green clouds filled the sky like gauze mist, and the rich aura turned into spiritual flowers and herbs, fairy birds, birds and beasts, dancing happily on the sparkling sea.

The people on the Dharma boat were still immersed in the mysterious artistic conception that hadn't dissipated, when they saw a figure riding on the blue clouds, Xiao Xiao was as solemn as the wind under the pine, clear and lofty.

"Meet the Taizun!"

A group of monks from the Wenshi Sect shouted with admiration and joy, and others bowed down one after another, even the male cultivator of the Xianmeng who had a strange ambiguity before also bowed down.

"Get up." Liu Qinghuan nodded slightly, landed next to Mu Yinyin, took her hand and said, "But have you been waiting for a long time?"

Mu Yinyin smiled softly and said, "Fortunately, did your husband survive the catastrophe this time?"

"There was a bit of an accident at the beginning, but it was safe and sound." Liu Qinghuan said, turning her head to look at the sea behind her. The small island that was secretly occupied by the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm had been razed to the ground by the thunderstorm .

Mu Yinyin noticed his gaze and said in a low voice, "My husband won't worry, the matter of the world of spirits has been handed over to Wanhu Xianmeng..."

"Yes!" Yi Nanxiu came over and interjected: "The Immortal League has learned of the conspiracy of the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm, and has lodged serious representations with Jiuyou. Get to the bottom of the door!"

Liu Qinghuan glanced sideways at his clothes: "Who are you?"

The male cultivator cupped his hands with a smile on his face and said: "Congratulations to senior Qinglin for his great achievement in the immortal way. The junior is the manager of the Foreign Affairs Department of the Xianmeng. His Taoist name is Lingmengzi. I pay my respects to the senior."

Liu Qinghuan frowned slightly: "Where is Tongzhen?"

"Tongzhen has been dispatched to the Battlefield of Mingshan." Lingmengzi said: "This junior came this time and brought a message from the Immortal League. I also invite senior to go to the Immortal Alliance after the catastrophe is over."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Naturally discuss matters in the world of spirits."

"Then there's no need. I know very little about this matter. What I know has been sent out before, and I will trust the Immortal League in the future." Liu Qinghuan said: "It will take a few years for this venerable's realm to stabilize, so I will temporarily Not going there anymore."

"This……"

Lingmengzi looked distressed, but Liu Qinghuan took Mu Yinyin's hand and walked into the cabin, surrounded by apprentices, spirit beasts and disciples, and ordered the Dharma boat to return to Yunmengze.

His own affairs have been backlogged for a long time, and he is really impatient to go to the Immortal League of Wanhu Realm to deal with those people.

It took several days for the French boat to ride the wind and waves to reach the coast of the East China Sea, but because of Liu Qinghuan's return, the whole Wenshi sect erupted in joy.

Now the power structure of Yunmengze has long been different from the past. After Tianhe Daoist fell, the Yinxian sect also fell.Now that Liu Qinghuan has been promoted again, and with the addition of Dayan, the Wenshi Sect already has two integrated monks, and the balance of the four major sects has been completely broken.

The Wenshi Sect seems to have become the head of all the major forces in Yunmeng Lake. Fortunately, this sect has advocated a quiet and quiet nature since its establishment, and there are more ascetics. Even if it is feared by others, it will not cause too much resentment.

Of course, it's useless even if you feel disgusted. In the end, the world of cultivating immortals still respects strength. The so-called benevolence, righteousness and morality are nothing but additions to strength.

"Tai Zun, the sect is preparing for a grand ceremony, and the invitations are widely distributed to congratulate you on your promotion and integration."

Liu Qinghuan sat in his gazebo on Qingmiao Peak, blowing the cool breeze comfortably, and waved his hands when he heard the words: "Forget it, getting those things is cumbersome and tiring, not to mention that now that we have returned to the Ten Thousand Dendrobium Realm, the fit monks don't know how many , holding a special celebration will make people laugh, so there is no need to make a fuss."

The head of the sect took the order and left. Liu Qinghuan went into the retreat room after stealing a few days of leisure. One was to consolidate his realm, and the other was to plant the immortals as soon as possible.

This time, he brought Mu Yinyin into the map of Songxi Cave, and while introducing him to the situation in the map, he went to choose the spirit field, followed by three spirit beasts in high spirits.

Chuyi looked at the seeds in the box curiously: "Master, is this a fairy seed? It looks like a crystal nucleus."

"I can't see it." Fu Bao said excitedly: "I didn't expect to see Xian Zhi one day, hahaha!"

Liu Qinghuan checked the soil quality, and said: "At present, there is no way to know their species. We can only see if they can be distinguished after they grow. For the time being, let's raise them with green wood. As for whether they can be raised, it depends on God's will."

That is to say, he is the Aoki Sacred Physique, so he can plant it so roughly. Otherwise, even ordinary spirit species are quite picky about the environment, and fairy species can only have higher requirements. Dream.

The place was quickly chosen, and now Daqingshan's aura is as strong as that of the First Grade Immortal Land. In addition, there are chaos lotuses on the top of the mountain, and there are more auras that are hard to find from the outside world.

All kinds of magic circles needed for the spirit field were placed, and the aura of green wood turned into a rich spiritual rain and rained down. The three spirit beasts squatted on the ground eagerly watching, and even the pulse soul doll ran over curiously.

However, Liu Qinghuan turned all the aura of green wood in his body into spiritual rain, and finally a small spike emerged from the soil.

"Ah, it's grown!"

"Oh, what is this?"

"Bamboo, bamboo shoots?"

Liu Qinghuan took a closer look and found that it might really be a bamboo shoot, so she couldn't help saying happily: "It seems that this is the seed of some kind of fairy bamboo, so it's very good."

It's just that the wood energy required by the fairy seed is too large, and it has exhausted all the green wood energy in his body, and it is only enough for the green fairy seed to just break through the ground, and the other two can only be planted after he recovers his mana.

A few days later, the fairy seed, as dazzling as amethyst, also germinated, and two delicate and thick leaves grew out. The purple air was lingering, and it was extraordinary at a glance.

And the somewhat shriveled fairy seed, after being watered by the aura of green wood for several days, except that it looked plump, there was no sign of sprouting at all.

This was expected, and Liu Qinghuan was not disappointed. After thinking about it, she simply planted it by the Hunyuan Lotus Pond and left it alone for the time being.

And since the fairy seed grew, Wan Muping was a little ready to move, if he hadn't held it back, he might have been "stealed" by that bottle.

In addition, he still has some spiritual materials of the piracy insects on his body, and someone sent them to Wen Dao, who is good at refining weapons, and asked him to help refine a magical weapon.

Afterwards, Liu Qinghuan calmed down while consolidating his realm while raising the immortal species. When he had nothing to do, he would play games with Mu Yinyin and talk about love, which was rare and leisurely.

It's just that he wanted to transcend the world, but others refused to let him go. When the Wanhu Immortal League approached him again, Dayan was overwhelmed and called him out of the mountain to deal with it by himself.

Liu Qinghuan said with a look of surprise: "Could it be that there is no one else in Xianmeng? What's the matter? It's worth your running here again and again!"

Seeing sweat on his forehead, Lingmengzi bowed and said, "There have been more and more conflicts between our world and the world of all spirits recently, and there are constant disputes that need to be resolved urgently. The meaning of Xianmeng is that one thing does not bother two masters. Senior, you are very fond of the world of all spirits. I understand, and senior Jingyan from the Xingtang also specified that you should go to discuss important matters, you see..."

(End of this chapter)