Lingzhi: I have an entry panel

Chapter 35.
outside world.

The two real people standing in front of the lotus sculpture are discussing something——

"Brother, just a few days ago, a request for help came from the outside world, did you know about this?" Daoist Fei Yu asked.

"Hmm~" Jiang Zhenren dragged out the ending sound, obviously a little absent-minded.

Immortal Fei Yu immediately became angry, and directly grabbed Jiang Renren's sleeve, "Hmm! Can you stop responding to me like this? The master wants to invite you out of the mountain, and you don't intend to go and have a look?"

"Um~uh~"

It was still a drawn-out response.

But this time there is one more word.

"..."

Master Fei Yu was silent for a moment, she clenched her teeth, and suddenly spread her palm, a blue seed in the palm quickly took root and sprouted under the stimulation of her spiritual power.

Then it turned into a...a huge wooden sword more than two feet long. There were many sharp wooden thorns shining with a faint blue light on the wooden sword, which looked extremely poisonous at first glance.

The huge wooden sword was grasped by her, and the root was wrapped around her wrist, absorbing her spiritual power.

It's really a bit of a visual impact to hold such a giant sword on such a slender wrist.

She glared at someone and slashed at him without mercy. The sword light even had blue water flow and the sound of breaking through the air.

"Hey, hey! Junior sister, wait a minute!"

Jiang Zhenren seemed to have a sense of something, his figure flashed, and a stream of silver leaves flashed faintly on his body, and the whole person appeared a hundred feet away.

After confirming that he was at a safe distance, he said helplessly: "It's just a letter asking for help, do we still need to go out in person?

Wouldn't it be enough to hand it over to the disciples who established the foundation? "

Hearing this, Master Fei Yu sneered again, and raised his plain hand lightly.

Several seeds flew out immediately.

They took root around Jiang Renren, and the huge blue-purple lotus bloomed in an instant, the flower stems bent down, and the buds pointed at Jiang Renren.

Then, the flowers bloom.

Countless purple lotus seeds with a biting cold air flew out of it.

Like icicles, it shot at Jiang Zhenren.

And Master Feiyu who caused all this said calmly, "Heh, Foundation Establishment disciple? You have already cultivated the Nine-Colored Spirit Rice, why do you push it to those little guys?

Are there any outstanding disciples in this generation who cultivated Lingdao? "

Jiang Zhenren, who was locked by countless ice lotus seeds, did not panic and seemed not to care about these lotus seeds at all.

He just said: "Someone has to try. If there are no descendants to cultivate spiritual plants from generation to generation, they can't rely entirely on us old guys, right?"

He looked at Master Fei Yu with a smile on his old face.

At this time, all the ice lotus seeds had flown no more than a foot away from him. These lotus seeds were mixed with the biting cold wind, and even snowflakes fell wherever they passed.

At first glance, it was extremely cold.

Spiritual pressure, wind pressure and chill spread, if they explode, they must be no worse than any golden elixir technique.

However, just when the lotus seeds were about to take a step forward, another silver light appeared outside Jiang Zhenren's body - it was a silver willow branch, flicking outward.

Lianzi, who was originally extremely fierce, changed his direction and headed straight towards Feiyu Zhenren at a speed several times faster than before.

But Master Fei Yu had anticipated and prepared for it.

The petals of the blue-purple lotus that had been growing had all fallen off at some point, and were mixed with the wind and danced around Fei Yu.

With her as the center, a larger and more mysterious lotus flower bloomed, and the petals circled around to protect it airtight.

She stood in the center like this, like a banished fairy.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

The lotus seeds attacked, and the petals offset the lotus seeds one by one, exploding a huge ice storm in the air, and even the poor plants around were affected.

Like going through the cold winter, it just wilted.

"Bang bang bang!"

Eventually, all the lotus seeds and the lotus petals die together.

One piece is not much, one piece is not much.

The two brothers and sisters continued to chat as if nothing had happened: "Brother, do you like that kid named Song?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhenren looked at his junior sister, smiled mysteriously, and said softly: "This child has luck."

Even though it was a very simple sentence, Master Fei Yu seemed to have seen a ghost, and she said with an ugly face: "Brother, you... you want to..."

"Don't be surprised. My nephew said something for me. The children are so caring. Of course I'm here to help them deal with any troubles they may have."

He still kept smiling, and the wind blew his pale hair and his ordinary cloth robe.

Behind him, above the sky above his head, a clear star light quietly shone.

The starlight was like huge lotus leaves covering the sky. Layers upon layers formed a curtain of stars, which just happened to cover the entire Heyun Peak.

But from the outside, there is nothing unusual here.

But Master Feiyu felt that Heyun Peak had been isolated from the sect at this time, and even the spiritual energy of the earth veins had been cut off.

Even the sacred tree of the sect that regulates and controls the entire sect's land veins cannot perceive the strangeness of this place—in fact, it doesn't matter whether you feel it or not—because that sacred tree is also within the management range of her senior brother Jiang .

"Junior sister, the lotus flower is the golden elixir gift I gave you, senior brother. You won't forget it, right?"

Jiang Zhenren leisurely found a flat place and sat directly on the ground, beckoning to his junior sister:

"Come on, anyway, you have already boarded my brother's thief ship, so you don't have to worry about the head brother coming to make trouble."

"...Hey, wouldn't it be nice if you were the head of the house back then?"

Feeling helpless, Master Fei Yu moved lightly with his lotus steps, walked up to Master Jiang and sat down, not caring about the dust on the ground.

"To be the leader has to deal with too many trivial matters. I just want to do various things. Besides, whether I am the leader or not doesn't affect what I want to do."

He made the logical remark, then reached out and tossed a seed.The seeds quickly took root and germinated, and then grew into a rather wonderful tree.

There are all kinds of spiritual fruits on the trees, which are colorful and full of fruity fragrance.

"Junior sister, do you want to eat fruit?" Jiang Zhenren invited, picked a handful of red lingonberries, and dangled them in front of his junior sister.

True Feather: "..."

She sighed deeply again, snatched the red lingonberry which was crystal clear like a red spar, and ate it in small bites.

……

At this time, in the Heyun Cave.

Song Hezheng pulled all the weeds down, piled them up in a pile, cast a spell and threw a fireball.

Watch as the fireball instantly ignites the pile of weeds, blazing and crackling.

He searched for a long time but couldn't find the existence of soil. After thinking hard, he remembered the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint of the five elements.

Among them is the saying that fire produces soil, which means that plants are burned with fire, and the burned ashes are naturally "soil".

"I don't know if it will work."

He watched as the flames turned from strong to weak, and the tall pile of weeds turned into a small pile of black ashes.

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