She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 298
As soon as He Miao returned to the house, he plunged into his wooden hairpin and carefully read all the books on the bookshelves about the exotic flowers and herbs in the world of cultivating immortals.

I don't know how long it has been like this, but He Miao finally found the record about this "illusion".

It turned out that this flower was not a spiritual camellia at all, but a love silk flower, which belonged to the unique flowers in the world of cultivating immortals.

This flower can arouse the seven emotions and six desires in the monk's heart.

Regardless of whether you are a monk of a hundred years or a veteran of a thousand years, smelling this flower can arouse the deepest desire in your heart.Even if it is a stubborn stone that has been around for ten thousand years, this flower can grow out of nothing and make people feel love.

The most powerful thing about this flower is that it is obviously a false feeling, but it seems to be real. It makes people feel that it comes from the heart, like a dream, so it is called "Fantasy."

He Miao looked it up here, closed the book, sneered, his whole body was like a hedgehog, with thorns erected.

She just wants to confirm one thing now, does Murong Lan know about the fact that a Huanzhen plant is planted in her courtyard?

It took nearly two years for this phantom plant to bloom in her yard. She didn't believe that Murong Lan would be completely unaware of her various anomalies with her intelligence.

In fact, she already had the answer in her heart.

She is not a character who will easily trust others. Once the seeds of doubt are planted, the result will not be so important.

But she is willing to give Murong Lan another chance, believing that Murong Lan is innocent.

Thinking of this, He Miao left the room.

In the medicine garden, Ah Miao, who was sleeping soundly, huddled together. Hearing He Miao's voice, he yawned and continued to take a nap without opening his eyes.

There are many spiritual herbs planted in the medicine garden, so it is no wonder that Ah Miao likes to sleep here, and the sleep is so happy.

Under Qin Fang's astonished gaze, He Miao took a step forward and pulled out the phantom plant by its roots.

"Girl~" Qin Fang looked at He Miao in bewilderment, wondering how this blooming flower offended her.

He Miao grinned at her, signaling her not to worry.Then he took the flower and walked out.

As soon as Huanzhen left the land, it withered immediately, with drooping petals and some soil on the roots.

He Miao knew that for someone like Murong Lan, being violent was not acceptable.

She had been thinking about meeting for a while in her mind.

She threw this Huanzhen directly in front of Murong Lan, and asked him if he had ever heard of the flower "Huanzhen", but if he showed any trace of concealment, she would leave without hesitation.

He Miao lowered his head and thought, but didn't notice that some new people came to Yaowang Valley.After all, people from Yaowang Valley come and go in such a hurry, almost no one pays attention to her.

In the past three years, she has come and gone freely in the valley.

"Mysterious Yuanqing, please~" Yao Wanggu, a deacon in gold clothes, said to a man respectfully.

The man only nodded his head slightly, not saying much.

The deacon didn't think that the other party was arrogant, he had heard a long time ago that this beloved disciple of Taoist Lingyang of Tianxuanmen had always had such a cold temper.

What's more, the world of cultivating immortals is based on strength. This Yuanqing Shangxian was already in his early thirties, and he was already at the late stage of Jindan. Some people even secretly speculated that this person had actually formed a Nascent Soul.

It's just that the Tianxuan Sect is afraid of attracting the fear of all parties, so they have been hiding this matter.

Thinking of this, the deacon became more respectful to the man, and continued to introduce: "The finished foundation building pills released this time are [-]. Compared with ten years ago, there are twelve more."

Thinking of this, he hurriedly laughed and said: "Of course, how to distribute the twelve gems in these places, we have to ask Master Yuanqing to discuss with our Murong Valley Master."

After all, Tianxuanmen is the leader of the top ten sects.The matter of building foundation pills is no small matter, how to distribute them still has to be decided by Tianxuan sect.

"Work hard, Deacon Lin." The man said lightly, with his thin lips slightly parted.

"Shangxian Yuanqing is polite, polite." Deacon Lin was even more happy when he heard this sentence, and hurriedly said: "Everyone has come from a long way, first go to the valley to rest, and I will report to the owner of the valley."

He Miao was walking out from the rows of houses with Huanzhen in his hand, thinking about how to speak to Murong Lan for a while.

In the crowd, she saw a familiar figure from a distance.Wearing an icy blue robe, the man's figure is tall and straight, peerless, with fairy sleeves fluttering.

The familiar eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and the brows and eyes were full of coldness and alienation.Standing in the crowd, it seems to stand out from the crowd, extremely eye-catching.

It is Zhuan Sunyuan.

He Miao was down for a few seconds, finally realized this, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Seeing those people coming towards this road, He Miao looked around and was a little flustered for a while.

Zhuan Sunyuan faintly sensed a scrutinizing gaze, raised his eyes inadvertently, and caught a glimpse of a familiar light blue corner of his clothes, which flashed past.

His pupils shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to chase after him.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?" Yun Qianchen, who was behind him, grabbed his senior brother's sleeve and asked.

Zhuan Sunyuan turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes were stern and he said: "Release."

Yun Qianchen sighed from the bottom of his heart, since Miss He Qing was killed by the demons three years ago in the Nine Nether Land, and there was no body left.

His senior brother Zhuan Sun had a cold and lonely temperament, but he became even colder.Even between the brothers and sisters, there was much less talking, and they disappeared all day long.

That's why his father asked Senior Brother Zhuan Sunyuan to come to Yaowang Valley this time. On the surface, he said he was in charge of distributing the Foundation Establishment Pills, but in fact he wanted Senior Brother Zhuan Sunyuan to come to relax.

Just let go of your hand.

Zhuansunyuan turned his head again, but there was nowhere to be seen the talented woman.Now take a step forward, trying to trace the past.

"Shangxian, the room arranged for you is here, you can't go there." Deacon Lin said with a busy smile, with a few different jokes in his smile.

"Where is that over there? Why can't you go there?" Yun Qianchen didn't understand the teasing in Deacon Lin's eyes, and asked bluntly for his senior brother.

Deacon Lin was taken aback for a moment, a little convinced by this stupefied son, who asked such a question.He just said with a smile all over his face:
"Young Master Yun, that's where our Young Master Murong's concubines live, and it's not easy for outsiders to go there."

Zhuan Sunyuan paused, then retreated.

On the other hand, Yun Qianchen was curious and asked, "Concubine?"

He looked up and saw a whole row of houses with no end in sight. "So many houses are lived by your young master's concubines?"

Deacon Lin blamed this person for his lack of etiquette. He knew the situation of Yaowanggu, but he still asked the question. He just nodded and said:

"Yes, after all, young and romantic."

Yun Qianchen was dumbfounded, how many concubines should live in so many houses.If he came back with so many concubines, his father would definitely blow his head off.

"Go and rest first." Zhuan Sunyuan said calmly.

The group returned to the room arranged by Yaowanggu.

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