When Yue Ran heard that she could go down the mountain, she yelled to go there. The little girl couldn't stay idle for a moment and always wanted to go out to play.

No wonder Chu Huiye tricked Lei Ze out of this playful temperament, no matter who is cheated, everyone is accurate!

Ruoyueran was Zhang Lingchuan and the others, and Lu Fengyun decided to scold her strictly. But when facing this little girl, she just looked at her little face, and her heart softened her first, so she was not willing to scold her.

Forget it, let her play.

Lu Fengyun thought of Qin Kong again, and this child also had an unknown talent for alchemy.

He was thirteen years old and his martial arts cultivation had reached the late stage of the Spirit King. Such strength could be said to be shocking. Since his cultivation reached a high level, it was time to explore other potentials.

In Wushuang Sect, there is a dense orange forest with lush trees and golden oranges hanging on the branches. From a distance, it looks like a yellow cloud.

The gurgling stream passes through the forest.

Spiritual Spring!

A slim figure looked from afar and she sucked the air. The fragrance of orange floated like fog, and the fragrance entered the lungs and turned into surging energy and dissipated into the bones!

Xi Yan showed a look of surprise on her face.

Just a sip of fragrance can make her feel such a powerful spiritual energy, and in front of her is a vast orange forest!

The orange tree is a spiritual object of 20,000 years, and the energy contained in it is terrifying.

Since entering the Wushuang Sect, Xi Yan has never been shocked.

This sect has one floor, one pavilion, one grass, one tree, one mountain, one water, and even the air is extraordinary!

The demonic disciple, the powerful elder, the brave formation, Mo Qilin is the pet, and the Ling Queen guards the gate in the late stage!

The eighth grade pills are casual, the ordinary powerful Pure World Divine Fire, and the unparalleled Wushuang Sect Master!

This is not ordinary, it is clearly a terrifying existence that can cover the sky!

The more scenery you see and the more familiar she is with Wushuang Sect, the more shocked she becomes.

This Fuyao Mountain is a peerless cave heaven that is rare in a thousand years, so it has created such a brilliant spirit!

"Is it the cause of the earth's veins?!"

Xiyan secretly guessed.

Under such a treasure land, there must be an unparalleled earth vein!

He is worthy of being a semi-saint strongman, with a broad vision and direct hitting the core.

Outside Fuyao Mountain, a giant dragon with a hundred feet entrenched, with red body, rugged heads and horns, and a magnificent fortune!

Zhulong Earth Vein!

Although it is manifested, it has its own secrets. Unless it is a stunning genius who specializes in studying the earth's veins, you can see it.

And how many people have such geniuses over the past tens of millions of years!

After barely suppressing the horror in his heart, Xi Yan turned her steps and came to the medicine garden.

Broken wooden doors, fence walls, yellow land.

No matter how you look at it, it's ordinary.

Xiyan pushed the door open and the dilapidated wooden door creaked, a little harsh.

The medicine garden is vast and occupies one-tenth of Fuyao Mountain.

Stepping on the yellow soil, the thick spiritual energy lingers, making people feel energetic!

Xiyan grabbed a handful of loess. The soil was loose and a little dry and cracked, but the vitality contained in it was terrifying!

"This...this is..."

Her beautiful eyes glared in surprise.

This is the Nine Heavens Li Loam!

Chaos is born, Xilan, which has been created by the creation of the world!

A magical soil that lasts forever, never loses and never destroys, and grows infinitely.

It takes at least a thousand years for an ordinary plant to have enough energy to be used as medicinal materials, and it takes tens of thousands of years to become a spiritual medicine, and it takes hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions of years to become a magical medicine.

The nutrients required during the growth of divine medicinal materials are very terrible, equivalent to the sum of all the energy of the hundreds of spiritual saints!

No piece of land can fully provide all the nutrients needed for the growth of magical medicine.

but!

Xirang can!

Just a handful of loam is enough to have the nutrition needed for the magic medicine in its lifetime!

Looking around the sunset, there is a vast vast loam soil like the sea.

The shock once again emerged above the former's appearance.

This peerless treasure has long been obscured in history, but now it does appear in front of her, not just one handful or two, but a large piece!

Xiyan really couldn't imagine where Lu Fengyun got so many divine lands from.

Next to the fence, there was a hoe, a shovel, and a bulging sack.

Open it, it is a sack of seeds.

Xiyan took a light breath.

With her eyesight, she can naturally feel that the seeds are extraordinary.

Thirty-three thousand three hundred and thirty-three, seeds of medicinal materials over five thousand years!

Xiyan was completely shocked.

This is all amazing!

If all these seeds grow, wouldn’t we want to harvest the divine-level medicinal materials all over the mountains!

Such a barren mountain and wild ridge, unknown place, actually has such a blessed cave!

Xiyan barely suppressed the fluctuations in her heart, picked up shovels and vegetable seeds, and planted them honestly.

Xilan was shoveled away, and the vigorous energy rushed towards him. The seeds fell and sprouted in an instant.

Xiyan's fingers were trembling slightly.

She actually felt that Lu Fengyun was not overly worried about her being able to steal vegetables.

If it weren't for the fact that she still had reason, she might have really stole a handful of rapeseed...

Lu Fengyun is really as deep as an abyss!

Xi Yan made a conclusion.

Wushuang Sect.

In front of the grand gate, the angry king sat quietly.

The backbone is vast, the breath is long, the eyebrows are furrowed, and the look of Buddha's anger is like Buddha's anger.

The body of a puppet has no thoughts or thoughts, only the responsibility of guarding the gate!

A stream of sneaky black fog sneaked in with an intention of entering the Fuyao Mountains.

"Who is the little girl?"

Suddenly, the King of Ming opened his eyes and was furious.

A sharp shout resounded through the clouds.

The whereabouts of the black fog were exposed, and the murderous aura attacked the former.

"Great Compassion Palm!"

The Ming King stood up and blasted out his palm, and the Buddha's anger burst out!

The black fog was pierced through the body with a palm, and the rolling fog dispersed, and then gathered again!

The black fog figure fell heavily outside Fuyao Mountain.

Screaming screams endlessly.

Black Fog felt fear and ran away in a panic.

Its landing is a pool of black blood.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha's voice whispered, and the angry King Xing stood cross-legged guarding the door again.

The sun has set.

The dark night is coming, and the moonlight is cold, like a hungry wolf's minion, or like a hungry tiger's one-eyed eye.

The wind and clouds are surging, and the forest is dark and the grass is rushing to the wind.

On a gloomy land, there are stone tablets standing, and rectangular stones are inserted across the huge tombs, making the ghosts and fires shine brightly, which is creepy.
To be continued...