"Master, master, I'm back!" Da Bai's excited voice sounded, and the originally glutinous voice became a little sharp because of excitement.

Yun Luo smiled and put his mind at ease, the space was still fine. Then Yun Luo asked in his heart, "What the hell is going on?"

"Hahaha! Master, you sent it! I told you that the strange wooden plant and the black wooden card were originally a pair! And it is also the source of the legendary spiritual power!"

Yun Luo's heart jumped, he tried to stabilize his breathing, glanced out the door vigilantly, and then continued to ask, "What is the source of spiritual power?"

"The source of spiritual power is the root of the source of spiritual power! Each space has a source of spiritual power, and the Firmament Continent where the old master once stayed also has a source of spiritual power. It's just that this kind of thing is generally incorporeal, and no one has ever seen it!, but the master's wooden sign and wood plant are indeed constantly emitting spiritual power after they are combined. ”

Yun Luo lowered his eyes and pondered, the source of spiritual power, the foundation of cultivation. How could such an important thing be abandoned with him in a remote small county town? What is his background, and why is he waiting for an inexplicable rebirth instead of his relatives coming to the door? However, the wood plant in the previous life had already been snatched away, and Yun Luo didn't know where it would go in the end.

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to, Yun Luo pressed the doubt in his heart, anyway, now things are in the space, without her permission, no one can get it!

I am afraid that the fundamental reason for the decline of the earth's cultivation is that the separation of the source of spiritual power can no longer breed spiritual power, and over time, the disappearance of cultivators is also an inevitable result.

"Master, come in quickly, there is a big change in the space!" Da Bai didn't see Yun Luo answering, so he continued to tempt.

Yun Luo frowned and glanced out of the door, and finally decided not to enter the space, that demon cultivator was a high and profound god, and he had no choice.

"Woo woo ~ the master doesn't love me anymore, I'm so sad. Seeing that the master had no intention of coming in, Da Bai began to splash and roll again.

The corners of Yun Luo's mouth twitched, this spiritual weapon really didn't have any shelves, and he didn't know how the previous owner of the space put up with it.

"Okay, I'll go in as soon as I get the chance. Yun Luo comforted, and Da Bai finally quieted down.

Yun Luo endured the severe pain on his body and struggled, and lifted the thick quilt that covered the ground tightly on his body, this big summer is the only thing that the demon can do.

After the resentment, Yun Luo began to cultivate cross-legged. In order to summon the heavenly thunder before, a large amount of blood was lost, and the spiritual power was almost exhausted. Fortunately, I had taken the Spirit Candle Fruit that quickly enhanced my spiritual power in advance, otherwise I would definitely die of exhaustion before I was blown up by a fierce ghost.

However, this time it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and he finally broke through to the late stage of Qi training, and he was one step closer to building the foundation.

Now that the space is restored, I have to recover quickly and get rid of the person who always calls himself a master with an arrogant face.

It was getting late, Yun Luo exhaled a breath of turbidity, then hooked the corners of his mouth, and tried to move his body, although it was still a little stinging, but it was much better than before. Looking out the window, there was a green bamboo forest, and from time to time a few sparrows flew out of it, as well as the crisp chirping.

The June heat was dreary, but the evening in the wooden houses deep in the bamboo forest was cool. Yun Luo was wearing a white sportswear, because he was going to enter Shennongjia, so the clothes he prepared were long sleeves. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find a leather band to tie his hair, so Yun Luo could only get out of bed with waist-length hair.

Pushing open the wooden door with a click, a gust of wind blew in his face, mixed with a faint fragrance of bamboo, and his waist-length long hair was blown up. The scene is constantly beautified, the simple wooden house becomes an elegant attic, the simple sportswear becomes a fluttering ancient long skirt, and Yunluo is like a fairy.

It's just that...

Yun Luo's heart jumped, and he ran downstairs regardless of his physical discomfort, and the closer he got to the burning smell, the stronger it became.

Yun Luo just ran to the scene of the accident with a puzzled heart, only to see a figure flash out of the house. Yun Luo secretly startled so quickly, but this person?

Fu Ze coughed while fanning the wind with his hand, and when he eased up, he found that the girl who was watching the excitement on the side, and the uncontrollable smile on her face, the fading indifferent face made people realize that she was so small.

Fu Ze put down his hand in disdain, and then touched his nose in embarrassment and said, "Why did you come down?"

"Why don't you come down and wait to be burned to death?" Yun Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was no lack of mockery in his tone.

"Ahem, unexpected. A hint of embarrassment flashed on his handsome face, and then he smiled and pointed to the room, "Look after you!" After saying that, he put his hands in his pockets and turned away in a dashing manner, as if nothing had happened, if he ignored the slightly hurried footsteps.

Yun Luo watched him leave lightly, and then couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes crooked. The demon's face was dark, and he didn't know if he knew it.

Resigned to his fate, he went into the house to clean up the mess, Rao was prepared, Yun Luodu was startled by the scene in front of him, only to see that the house was in a mess, with fried pots, burning stoves, broken bowls, and water tanks that were smashed by someone in a panic because of extinguishing the fire and thick smoke all over the house.

I used to think that the news that blew up the kitchen was exaggerated, and now Yun Luo wants to say sorry to the editor of that news.

Sighing in his heart, Yun Luo covered his mouth and nose and went into the house to clean up, hoping to find something useful, otherwise the two of them would not starve to death here.

Fu Ze returned to his room on the second floor and jumped on the bed, looking loveless. I think he has been omnipotent since he was a child, but he doesn't know anything about cooking, but Fu Ze is a tsundere character, but he doesn't believe in evil, so the more frustrated he becomes, the more courageous he becomes. After destroying several kitchens, the whole family unanimously said that the kitchen would be designated as his forbidden place! Especially the old lady of his family, as soon as Fu Ze was close to the kitchen half a meter away, she immediately stared at him vigilantly, and even said that the future daughter-in-law did not need to have an excellent family background or outstanding talent, as long as she could cook a good dish, everything would be fine! So much so that during that time, the maids and even aunts in the family tried their best to climb into his bed, forcing Fu Ze to move out and live alone.

An hour later, Yun Luo finally dragged the sick body to clean up the kitchen, found some rice and vegetables, simply boiled a little vegetable porridge, and sat down to eat by himself. As for the demon, when you are hungry, you will naturally come down.

Sure enough, after Yun Luo drank a bowl of porridge, Fu Ze came in with a smile, his eyes lit up when he saw the food on the table, and he sat down to eat without waiting for Yun Luo's reaction.

"Well, Aluo's porridge is so fragrant!" Fu Ze took a sip, his deep peach blossom eyes lit up and he continued to take a few big sips, and he didn't forget to give Yun Luo a thumbs up.

Yun Luo's eyes twitched when he heard his name, but he also knew that even if he raised an objection, the other party would not pay attention to it, so he simply remained silent. Seeing that he was eating happily, he was thinking about whether to remind him that he still had black charcoal on his face, and finally Yunluo decided to maintain the fine tradition of eating without saying a word.