Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 922

The three people from the outside world were tracing the source. When Sang Yue saw their expressions changed drastically when they traced back to a certain process, she guessed that her Qingchuan water could also be considered the purest water.

I have some confidence in growing Euphorbia obesa.

"It seems that God still favors you." Ah Man, who is used to picking up candies from broken glass, consoled himself by saying, "At least once you get used to the environment, someone will immediately uncover other people's magic tools and you will get a big bargain."

Otherwise, with her personality, she would never find the Qilin Grass even if she searched for another hundred years.

There is only one such plant in the entire Qingyu, and it is as rare as the Qilin. If she had not been carrying the two curses of gods and demons, it would have almost suspected that she was the favorite of the heaven.

Sang Yue also agreed with this.

"But aren't we leaving yet?" Seeing the three people outside had already traced back to when they arrived, Ah Sang immediately dodged and stirred up a gust of wind, "If we don't leave now, they will prepare a big move."

Look at those three people, they are standing straight with no expression on their faces, but the atmosphere around them gives off a sense of being faced with a formidable enemy.

At first glance, the three of them had probably guessed where the owner was hiding.

Just as it expected, the fairy threw a soft gauze behind her in a flash, which turned into gorgeous fairy air in mid-air and formed a cage with shining spiritual light, just covering the outer edge of the Nine Dragon Palace barrier.

Sang Yue sat in the barrier and looked around, and found that the barrier wall did not react at all and she did not feel any discomfort.

"Tsk," Ah Man couldn't help but sigh, "Master, where on earth did you get this Nine Dragon Fence in your previous life? It looks so awesome."

Look at the soft gauze thrown out by the fairy. It is so powerful that it is particularly scary when viewed up close.

However, the barrier was completely unaffected, which showed that the Nine Dragon Fence was 100% an immortal weapon, and its rank was not low. Unfortunately, the owner's memory was destroyed so thoroughly that she still couldn't remember where these magic weapons of hers came from.

Including the emergence of space and its origin of Lord Aman~.

Although those memories are dispensable, as it discovers their characteristic of becoming stronger when facing stronger opponents, it and its master both develop a strong interest in the origins of the magic weapons.

Even though she couldn't see the other person, Di Lanxin didn't dare to neglect him and spoke first:
"I wonder which immortal is here? Di Lanxin is here to pay her respects."

The two immortals on our side had good intentions, but they probably had some background in Qingyu and were spoiled by their relatives and friends, so they were often impulsive and ruthless in their words. If their words conflicted with the immortal who had intercepted them, they would be the ones who suffered the most.

Therefore, I spoke first, using courtesy before force, since the other party was trapped anyway.

"First come, first served. Why bother?" Sang Yue replied in her old hoarse voice. "You are a spirit race who can come to the immortal race's tomb area. You must be a virtuous person. How can a mere Qilin grass break your defense?"

"Is this immortal friend trying to use moral blackmail?" the female immortal at the side couldn't help but ask.

"Fairy, don't be ridiculous," the other party said rudely, Sang Yue was not polite either, "It was a chance encounter, so I took the initiative. You took advantage of your power and tried to take it by force first, and you won't allow me to fight back?"

She didn't stay here to argue with the three of them. Besides wanting to know the resistance of her magic weapon, she also wanted to know Di Lanxin's purpose.

"Don't be upset, my friend," the male immortal bowed and apologized, "It is true that my friend Di found the location of the Qilin grass before you. Because it has not yet grown, we dare not transplant it without permission, so we leave it where it is, and I will protect it with my magic weapon."

"So what? It's still growing in the same place, so it's still first come first served." Sang Yue didn't give in at all. Seeing that she didn't give in and her voice was low and hoarse, Di Lan, who knew some medical knowledge, couldn't help but feel a little depressed. The voice was not caused by old age, but more like an injury. It was estimated that the other party wanted to use Qilin grass to heal the injury.

The injuries of the immortals are not easy to heal, and their determination to get the Qilin Grass is no weaker than his own.

"Forgive me for the offense," Di Lanxin cautiously probed, "I wonder why you are collecting Qilin grass? Is it for healing? I am not talented, but I have learned a few healing techniques. If you don't mind..."

"No need for that," Sang Yue said disdainfully, glancing at the soft gauze covering the barrier. "I hope the fairy will put away the magic weapon. There are many opportunities in the tomb. It's just a matter of skill. Why hurt the harmony?"

"Leave the Qilin Grass behind, I will withdraw." The fairy frowned and said, "Friend Di was trying to save the lives of his people. As a spirit, he had the opportunity to enter the Immortal Family Tomb Domain. This is heaven's will. And since you are not healing the wound, and you are unwilling to explain what is urgent, how can I judge the severity of the situation?
I also hope that fellow immortals will not ignore the suffering of sentient beings in the lower world for their own benefit, and forget the original intention of us immortals to be kind, enlightened, and perfect our merits. "

"Then according to what the fairy said, the opportunity came to Miss Di but fell into the hands of someone else. Isn't it a kind of destiny?" Sang Yue said calmly, "Miss Di, don't you think so?"

Not knowing what the other party was thinking, Di Lanxin's face turned pale, and she could faintly see sweat on her forehead. Thinking that the other party had seen why she was asking for Qilin Grass, she was unable to explain, so she jumped off her mount and knelt down towards the invisible place.

This action scared the two immortals who were traveling with him. They wanted to jump down as well, but then they thought that the crawling posture was rather indecent, so they immediately gave up the idea and waited to see what would happen.

"My Immortal, please understand clearly," Di Lanxin said as calmly as she could. "I picked the Qilin grass to save people. This is related to the lives of our entire clan. I hope you will show mercy and help me."

I understand. Something must have gone wrong in the Xiaodi tribe.

As for her, the sister of the head of the spirit tribe, she was able to go to the Wanxiang Tomb in the fairyland to collect herbs. Whether this was God's will or a deliberate act by an immortal was unknown. This was someone else's business, and Sang Yue had no intention of exploring the secrets.

"Aman, it's up to you."

Let's see if Ah Man's teleportation skill is still useful in this god's tomb. If not, she can only use her Bishui Ruyi to get out. She doesn't want to cause trouble, but she is not afraid of trouble if it comes to her.

"okay."

As they sang in unison, Sang Yue opened the barrier on the ground, and Aman broke through the air. The owner of the soft yarn immediately noticed the movement inside, and quickly formed seals with both hands to try to overturn the barrier that the other party was opening.

When she successfully broke through and looked inside, she found that the barrier woven from soft gauze was empty.

The two young immortals were immediately disappointed, disappointed that they lost in a two-on-one battle, and felt ashamed to go home and tell their father-in-law. Di Lanxin's face was pale, her hands and feet were cold, her heart was beating violently, and she looked uneasy.

"Miss Di, now that things have come to this, it is probably God's will. There is no need to force it." The male immortal could not help but advise her when he saw that she looked unwell.

"Yes," the fairy felt indignant, but the fairy race was a casual person, and if there was no chance, they couldn't force it. Otherwise, once an obsession formed, the consequences would be disastrous. "It's our fault that we are not as skilled as others and can't help you."

Having said that, I don't agree with it in my heart.

Even without them, it would be useless for Di Lanxin to find the Qilin grass first. First of all, she didn't have the pure water to nourish it. Even if she sat by and watched it mature and pulled it up by the roots, it might not survive when she returned to the spirit world.

Most importantly, if they hadn't rescued her, Di Lanxin, who was waiting for the Qilin Grass, would have died in the bloody mouth of the ferocious beast.

All I can say is that everything is God’s will.