Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

Wei Xiaojing felt that his head was slightly faintly rising, a little like drunk feeling, and the body was not uncomfortable. Instead, she had a comfortable feeling, which made her breathe the fresh air around her mouth.

With her breath, Wei Xiaojing's calm blood suddenly erupted. She felt that she was only dark before she could step near Ding Yi, and then she fell over with her legs soft.

Dingyi found out the difference of weixiaojing for the first time. He hurriedly stepped up to hold weixiaojing. After the blood riot in her body, Dingyi changed his face slightly, and his palm and heart quickly found a wisp of spirit to relieve the violent blood in Wei Xiaojing.

"Since the villa was built on the top of the mountain, it has been more and more rich because no one has gone up, and the spirit gathers and does not disperse." Ding Yi frowned and said to himself that with the increase of time, the spirit on Qingcheng Mountain has become more and more unsuitable for ordinary people to live, and weixiaojing is more difficult to adapt to the climate here because of the blood convulsion.

Thinking of this, Ding sighed, first of all, relieved weixiaojing's life, and then picked her up, found a space, and put her on the ground.

"You'll wait for me here first." Dingyi thought a little, took out several jade pieces, and placed a simple Lingxing array beside Wei Xiaojing, which led the rich spirit of villa area from weixiaojing, taking her body as the center, forming a spirit cavity about two meters or so.

Seeing Wei Xiaojing still did not wake up, Dingyi thought, and carved a line of words on the ground: I first go up the mountain to see, you wait for me here, remember not to make this circle.

After carving, Dingyi drew a circle around Lingxing. As long as Wei Xiaojing could not make the circle, she would not be affected by the environmental theory here.

It was not well considered before. If ordinary people were in this environment, would it be OK for a while, and with the help of Ding Yi, it should be possible to be OK on the top of the cloud. However, weixiaojing is different, and her blood convulsion will be affected by spirit and Qi, and it will burst out in advance.

Thinking of this, Dingyi no longer think much, pressed down the mind of the mind, and walked up the mountain.

Qingcheng Mountain is not very high. It seems to be on top of the cloud, but it is still far from the cloud.

With Ding Yi approaching the mountain top, the spirit here has been strong enough to Dingyi and feels some pressure. He can't help frowning. Generally, even if Qingcheng Mountain was Lingshan in ancient times, it should not have such a strong spirit. Because the Earth Spirit is exhausted now, the spirit of Qingcheng Mountain should be scattered everywhere.

"Is there anyone here who has been laying the spirit array?" Dingyi frowned and went forward, and thought to himself, "there is no gathering spirit array here or something strange that attracts spirit, otherwise it will not be so rich."

Soon, a luxurious villa appeared in front of Dingyi.

This is a villa that looks like some years old. The whole villa is ancient and ancient. In this deep mountain, there is no flavor. It should be the development of qingcheng mountain villa area, which is deliberately made into this style, so as to meet the needs of the scene.

But because of the long time, no one took care of it, the whole villa was covered with trees and weeds, and the villa was also stained with a lot of dust, which seemed to be a little old.

Dingyi walked past with the key and opened the rusty lock. He suddenly felt that 5 billion people bought such a villa for such a long time. Some of them were lost. This villa is not the same as he thought.

"It's not very suitable to surprise feirong." Ding yishook his head and decided to go down later and buy another villa of the land size.

Squeak

As Ding Yi pushes open the gate of Tianzi No.1 villa, a decadent breath comes, and Dingyi frowns and raises his hand and flicks it gently.

A hurricane appeared in Dingyi's wave, blowing up a thick layer of leaves in the villa yard, and also dispersed the strong decay smell in the courtyard.

When he entered the villa, Ding sighed. He was careless here. There was a thick layer of leaves on the ground. The bottom layer had begun to rot. he has confirmed that this time he has lost his purchase. Besides the rich spirit around the villa, it has not surprised Dingyi too much.

"Well?" At this time, Dingyi's eyes fell on a Wang Qingquan on the left side of the courtyard.

It was a big spring with a big bowl mouth, and a trickle of spring was rising. Around the spring was a stone pond about half a meter wide. It should have been built specially when the villa was built. The water in the pool was clear and transparent. A tap was installed outside the stone pool. The overflow spring water flowed out along the Longkou to irrigate the flower bed in the courtyard.

But at this time, the flowers in the flower bed have died, and instead, half a man tall weeds, almost covered the stone pool. If Dingyi goes in a little more, I am afraid that the stone pool full of spring water will not be seen.

"It's a little interesting." Dingyi walked past, looking at the spring, and his mind was alive.

This spring eye is suitable for making Lingquan. Originally, Dingyi was worried that the spirit on the top of Qingcheng Mountain was not enough. Now it seems that he is more concerned. The spirit on the top of the mountain is gathering and not scattered. After years of precipitation, it is more and more intense.If you want other people to enter the villa, you can arrange a spirit guiding array in the whole villa area of Tianzi, which will lead the spirit of the whole Qingcheng Mountain to the sky, and then pour down from the sky to kill two birds with one stone 。

Thinking of this, Ding Yi waves his hand and takes out a knife from the storage bag. It was stolen from bailido and has been kept in the storage bag. Unexpectedly, Ding Yi holds the knife and goes over to clean up the weeds around the stone pool.

"What, taste?" Just as Ding Yi was about to cut the mess with a knife, a faint fragrance came into his nose.

The fragrance is so light that Ding Yi can only smell it vaguely. After a sip, Ding Yi feels relaxed and happy. He grabs the weeds and looks ahead. When he sees the weeds from the small tree that is only lower than the lower leg, Ding Yi can't help but cry out: "holy root!"

"How can there be spiritual roots here?" Ding Yi stares at the small tree and is shocked.

It was a small tree that was no more than the height of an adult's calf. Its trunk was gray and black with three branches. Each branch had seven or eight emerald green leaves in the shape of a sword. One of the branches even produced a purple fruit the size of a finger belly.