It turns out that this is also a cultivator

Chapter 128 Fairy Spirit Dew (please subscribe and ask for tickets)
When the two stepped onto the trestle bridge, they were instantly attracted by the pool below, which was full of fairy dew.

And it can be clearly felt that the fairy dew here is more pure than those treasured in the entire Nine Cold Immortal Palace.

No wonder the spiritual energy in the human world can be revived. There is such a large pool of fairy dew, even if the entire fairy world is combined, there is not so much!

In addition to the Dao Yun that filled the courtyard, there is also such a large pool of fairy dew, which is even more suitable for cultivation than the Tiangong in the fairy world.

At the same time, Elder Rong seemed to have remembered that when he saw the people who went against the sky and the others, they were in the Immortal Venerable Realm.

I am afraid that only such a holy place of cultivation can allow people to cultivate from Immortal Venerable to Da Luo Xianzun within ten years.

"Be careful with your feet, the fog is heavy recently when you get off the road."

Lu Fanchen, who was walking in front, turned around to remind him.

He didn't know why, but felt that he rarely used the courtyard house these years, and the whole courtyard had undergone some subtle changes.

In the front yard, it was always foggy from time to time, and besides his swimming pool, many unfamiliar plants grew for no reason.

What's even more strange is that the seeds of the five grains given by the old man who picked and searched back then have not borne fruit until now.

And it's not a good thing, just some real whole grains, compared with the rice given away by the system, there is a difference of [-] miles.

"Okay, okay!"

Rong Ling moved his steps slowly, not daring to stare at the fairy dew under the trestle bridge, for fear that he would sink into it, so he quickly answered.

Mister is really not an ordinary boss!
With such a strong fairy spirit, we felt a little intoxicated when we breathed, but he didn't respond at all.

I am afraid that an existence like Emperor Lingtian would not be so calm in the face of so many fairy dews.

As for Han Lu beside her, she moved lightly with lotus steps cautiously, and after Lu Fanchen urged her, she sped up a little.

With such an advanced state, if he can live here all the time, even if he doesn't need to practice every day, his cultivation level will be able to improve by leaps and bounds!

At this time, outside the gate of the courtyard, a figure in a black dress slowly solidified, and glanced at the cobblestone path with two rows of sweet-scented osmanthus trees.

The eyebrows could not help but frown, because no matter whether she used her naked eyes or her spiritual sense, there would always be a cloud of fog at the end of the path.

Because the people in front of her were carefully walking through the cobblestone path before, she was cautious and did not enter rashly.

I secretly wrote down this place, and then went to the other side of the Jingshui River, found a towering tree, and sat cross-legged on the branch.

But Rong Ling and the others who had just entered did not notice all of this.

After they entered the courtyard, they came to the hall, and the furniture made of ancient spirit wood in the room shocked them even more.

Lu Fanchen sat at the top of the hall, waved his hand, and motioned for the two to sit down: "Old Rong, Miss Han, don't be too reserved, please sit down!"

It was a chair made of ancient spiritual wood, and they sat down with nervous expressions, but they all seemed to be walking like a horse.

Don't even dare to sit on the chair.

The ancient spirit wood, before Rong Ling knew that Ah Huang had a whip made of ancient spirit wood in his hand, and it must have been specially found by the husband to make it for him.

After all, a spirit wood whip doesn't need much wood. If you take out the ancient spirit wood treasured in the entire Jiuhan Immortal Palace, it will be fine.

But how much ancient spirit wood would it take to make this room full of furniture?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that there are so many spirit trees in the world of the heavens today.

And judging from the fineness of these furniture, they are not very old, and they don't seem to be left over from ancient times.

The hearts of the two of them had been numb from the shock of everything in the yard, and their eyes could not help but look at Lu Fanchen.

He was about to say thanks, but the picture scroll behind Lu Fanchen deeply attracted the eyes of the two of them.

"Then... is that a world?"

On Han Lu's snow-white face, the look of shock was even worse, she blinked, and said in a low voice that she had misread it.

"It turns out that Miss Han is also a person who loves painting?"

Naturally, Han Lu's eyes couldn't escape Lu Fanchen's, and she glanced at the [Surfing the River During Qingming Festival] behind her and smiled.

"Sir, you're joking!" Han Lu was in the Supreme Realm after all, even though she was shocked a lot today, she still smiled when she heard Lu Fanchen's words.

Is this the masterpiece of Mr.It looks more refined than the one we got, and there's more to it.

Although there is no obvious embodiment of the Dao of Heaven and Earth in the painting, after integrating into the world in the painting, one can feel a more complete law of the Dao of Heaven.

The people walking on the streets in the painting are all lifelike, like real people, but they are surrounded by a layer of chaos.

Every street is intricate, but there is no sense of mess, as if everything is so natural and well-organized.

"This painting is the most famous painting in my hometown. I just copied it many years ago in my spare time!"

Lu Fanchen saw Han Lu's love for the Qingming Riverside Picture in his heart, and he already guessed in his heart that he must be a person who loves painting, so he said patiently.

For him who only knows how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it is a good thing that someone appreciates his works.

Of course, every painting has its own story. Looking at the painting is to understand the story expressed in the painting.

"Is this Mr.'s hometown??"

As soon as Lu Fanchen's words came out, Han Lu's watery eyes showed yearning, and she murmured in a low voice.

She can clearly feel that in this painting, all the people are living carefree and thriving.

When she merged into the painting, it seemed that her whole state of mind was sublimated, and she no longer wanted to force anything.

Everything conforms to nature, with an ordinary heart, living an ordinary life, no war, no killing.

Of course, all of this can only be done in the world in the painting, but it is obviously impossible in the heavens and myriad worlds.

Unless there was such a grand event in ancient times hundreds of millions of years ago.

Could it be?

Han Lu suddenly had a very bold idea, and couldn't help taking a peek at that handsome face.

"time to eat!"

At this time, the three of them had already prepared the hot pot ingredients for the evening, cleared the table, set the dishes and chopsticks, and roared.

After staying in the courtyard for so long, they were already used to everything in the courtyard, so they were not surprised.

Moreover, the Dao rhyme and the strong fairy spirit all over the courtyard are completely adapted to it.

"Old Rong, Miss Han please, I invite you two to taste the delicious food from my hometown tonight!" Lu Fanchen stood up, made an inviting gesture, and smiled.

"Sir please!"

Rong Ling's whole body was already a little numb. Facing so many treasures, Han Lu got up and bent down, returning the gift gracefully.

After all, she is in the Supreme Realm, and she can control her emotions very well, even if she is as shocked as Rong Ling in her heart, she still has a smile on her face.

When everyone came to the table, all kinds of dishes, as well as thinly sliced ​​meat rolls, were neatly placed on the plates.

The entire table was piled up, and in the middle of the table was a pot containing the Dao of Yin and Yang.

On one side is the red soup base, which is steaming thickly, and on the other side is the white soup stewed from the bones, with a burst of meaty aroma.

Before she touched her chopsticks, the scent alone made Han Lu, who had lost her appetite for tens of thousands of years, couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

In this life, being able to eat delicious food from my husband's hometown is my greatest opportunity.

During the meal, Lu Fanchen patiently taught Han Lu how to eat hot pot, and from time to time he added vegetables and hot meat to Han Lu.

This made Chu Mengyao and Lin Xi very uncomfortable, but it was difficult to show it.

After all, they are willing to serve as maids for the young master, and since they have been by the young master's side, they seem to be immersed in the treasures of heaven and earth every day.

Their cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and in all fairness, they don't have the slightest advantage against Han Lu.

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