The feeling of riding the elevator is the same as before, being swallowed, moving, being spit out.

Zhang Ning, who fell to the ground, suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance of grass and trees, which instantly filled his entire nasal cavity, touching the homesickness he had been trying to suppress, causing his mind to almost lose his mind.

He was busy contemplating his mind, cautiously looking around.

This is a rooftop full of potted plants, and the bright moon is in the sky, and the silver light is sprinkled down, and the green scenery is full of every detail.

This is supposed to be the hotel's rooftop garden.

Zhang Ning hurriedly galloped to the edge of the rooftop, wanting to see the environment around the building, and even wanted to see if he could fly away directly from here with a 1/10,000 hope.

As a result, he returned to his place after a few breaths - there was a formation ban.

He tried a few more times and found that his range of activities was only about 100 square meters of the garden, and if he tried to go further, he would return to the place where he had first appeared, that is, the place where he had been thrown by the elevator.

After many attempts to no avail, Zhang Ning lowered his head and carefully observed the potted plants in the rooftop garden, and was surprised, because what was planted was not a precious spiritual plant, nor a rare flower, but a weed, and only one plant was planted in each pot.

This also explains the smell of plants and trees he smelled at first, a familiar smell that reminded him of the time he spent in his grandmother's vegetable garden as a child. The small vegetable garden is surrounded by a large meadow with all kinds of weeds and insects that are his childhood playmates. When he grew up, he also deliberately searched for those familiar weeds and knew their names, which were quite ancient compared to their people-friendly style, which was very inconsistent.

There are more than ten kinds of weeds that he can name, and the others are also weeds based on the rules and appearances, but because of the difference between the north and the south, these weeds in the south do not know themselves.

Could it be that the owner of this hotel is a folk botanist?

Zhang Ning no longer studied these weeds, and turned his energy to breaking the prohibition of the formation.

He used the student ruler, and the time around him slowed down, and when he sacrificed the cloud-shaped ruler, he found that it had no effect, presumably because it was too dry and the water vapor was not enough to support the magic weapon to control the flow of water.

Zhang Ning's magic weapons are mostly attacking, and he is still relatively weak in terms of formation prohibition.

Just when he was at a loss, five white figures floated down, and it was the kind of super cool and cool fairy clothes that swirled and fell.

Looking at the outfits, it was the five male monks of the Haoyue Sect, F5? Zhang Ning saw that the corners of his mouth twitched.

The arrogant one at the head said: "I have some grievances with the Qingxu faction to settle them, you go and complete the task assigned by the master first." ”

Excuse me, have you never seen him before?...... Could it be that it was the matter of the hermitage medicine garden?

Among the remaining four, the gentle-faced one said, "Senior brother, be careful. ”

The Haoyue Sect monk who was the first to speak said, "When have I lost Dugu Pride? ”

Zhang Ning put on an innocent face and asked, "Is there any misunderstanding between you?"

Dugu proudly rolled his eyes and said, "Go quickly!" and then raised his eyes contemptuously, signaling Zhang Ning to make a move.

The proud people didn't bother to explain, and Zhang Ning stopped talking nonsense, and said it after the fight. The remaining four Haoyue Sect monks had quickly dispersed into the garden.

Seeing that Zhang Ning was not the first to have an accident, Dugu Proud simply flew out a few moon blades casually, attacking Zhang Ning's neck, abdomen, legs and knees, and his expression was like throwing stones and hitting wild dogs on the side of the road.

This made Zhang Ning very unhappy.

He drifted away from the moon blade, and then offered his Chinese dark green bamboo leaf pencil.

In an instant, thousands of blade-like emerald green bamboo leaves surrounded Dugu Pride.

Dugu was proud of the white light around him, and the emerald green bamboo leaves melted into this white light.

Suddenly, Haoyue Sect didn't know who angered the weeds, and after shaking the mountain for a while, the style of the entire garden changed dramatically!

The seed-strewn stems of plantain danced wildly, the barbed thorn was covered with turquoise scales and cruined among the garden weeds with red, green, and blue fruits, the purple-red tubular petals of the thorny thistle fluttered wildly like hair, and the snakeberry squirmed towards the crowd with its evil mouth......

"Yang Guang, what did you touch? The master said that you only pick immortal seeds!" the yin owl boy roared.

"Senior brother, I didn't touch anything...... "The sunshine boy looked aggrieved.

"Stop arguing, join forces to fight the enemy!" shouted the wise young man.

In an instant, all kinds of moon blades and moon slashes and moon bursts towards the wild weeds, and for a while, the blades of grass and flower pots fly together, and the petals dance with the soil.

"The moonlight here can increase the power of our spells, junior disciples, hold on!" the wise young man said firmly.

Zhang Ning also discovered that the Haoyue Sect was becoming more and more courageous as the more they fought, he blocked a few seeds shot like a projectile of the Phoenix Immortal Penetrating Bone Grass, cut off a few thorn thistle filaments wrapped around his left leg, and blocked the tide of knotweeds like a train loaded with steel pipes toppling, and before he could move his body, the Dozens of Months Chopping Light Arc hit him head-on again.

Dugu Pride plans to take advantage of the chaos to kill the protagonist in one fell swoop.

Zhang Ning didn't have time to dodge, so he had to input most of his spiritual power into the goblet, only to see that the goblet's protective enchantment was shining, and the golden halo above his head was also bright.

The blades of the plantain in front of him stretched abruptly, blocking the moon slash and then being cut into pieces and falling to pieces.

What kind of divine operation is this? Could it be that the weeds can be used by him?