Perhaps, now this kind of Origin Sutra is no longer suitable for this old name, after all, its operation and cultivation methods have long been very different from the original Origin Sutra, so Yu Fei plans to help it have another resounding name, which is called the Origin Sutra. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Well, Yu Fei admitted that he was lazy and didn't want to spend more time on this matter.

Since this Molan was already cured, Yu Fei didn't plan to waste more time on it, he handed it to Zhang Shijie, and after telling him all kinds of things that needed attention, he turned around and left.

After all, the duel with Zhao Yuhan after three days was what he needed to focus on, so he wanted to absorb some more grass and tree energy now in case he needed it.

"Brother, you can leave with confidence, I will take good care of this pot of Mo Lan's ......" Zhang Shijie behind him, holding this pot of Mo Lan very carefully, shouted loudly towards Yu Fei's back.

Yu Fei stumbled under his feet and almost suffered a brain fracture.

This guy is really out of his mouth.

In the flower garden in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, many flowers and plants of different varieties were planted, and Yu Fei walked close to these flowers and plants, casting the Origin Sutra on them, and immediately, these flowers and plants happily communicated with him.

Yu Fei quietly placed himself in these flowers and plants, felt their joys, sorrows, and sorrows, regarded them as a part of his own body, and fully integrated into this world of plants.

And these flowers and plants also gave Yu Fei the return he wanted, and the flowers and plants within three feet of the flower garden, more or less, all released that kind of green energy, surging towards him little by little.

Although the mosquito is small and does not have much meat, it can not stand a large amount, accumulating sand into a tower, gathering armpits into a fur, these dots of green energy, and finally gathered into countless green energy streams in his body, passing through his internal organs, limbs and bones, and finally following his meridians, directly rushing to the dantian.

This small stream of energy constantly impacted the shell of Yu Fei's dantian, and gradually, the crack on the shell of the dantian became bigger and bigger, and then these energy flows directly passed through this crack, and once again magically converted into green spiritual liquid in the dantian, moistening his dantian.

The beauty of that moment was simply incomparable.

That kind of beauty comes from the depths of the heart, and the comfort that emanates from the bones.

In the next two days, Yu Fei absorbed green energy in the flower garden all the time, and when he walked through this hundred flower valley with a radius of more than a mile, the green spiritual liquid in his dantian, in addition to being absorbed by his incomparably dry dantian, also stored a whole large drop, these green spiritual liquids, enough to nourish his dantian for several days.

In this process, Yu Fei found that the more ordinary flowers and plants, the less green energy they contributed, and conversely, the rarer and more precious flowers and plants, the more green energy he could absorb.

This made him secretly sigh that most of the flowers and plants in this flower garden were still too ordinary, so that the speed at which he absorbed green energy was not too fast.

But even so, Yu Fei has benefited a lot, his internal organs and limbs, after being passed by those green energy, the impurities in his body have been washed a lot, making his physique better and better, and his spiritual power is becoming more and more refined.

Three days, in a blink of an eye.

Early on the morning of the third day, the weather turned cloudy and the sun was not visible.

In the Valley of Hundred Flowers, Yu Fei had already gotten up to meditate, absorbing the remaining green energy in his body.

Zhang Shijie also made an exception to get up early today, which is really rare for him who is used to lying in bed and practicing sleeping Arhats.

Suddenly, the bell outside the gate was rung by someone, and the sound of the bell "Ding Ding Ding" broke the cleanliness in the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

Yu Fei and Zhang Shijie glanced at each other, and secretly said in their hearts: It's finally here!

"Senior Brother Zhao, can you not accept Senior Brother Yu's duel? You have no grievances in the long days, and no enmity in the near future, so why bother? Wu Jia planned to do his last bit to persuade Zhao Yuhan to turn around.

"Senior Sister Wu, the matter has come to this, it's useless to say more, you didn't see the hateful face surnamed Yu that day, if I shrink my head to avoid the war this time, what will others think of me in the future?" Zhao Yuhan was bent on making a fool of himself, and was indifferent to Wu Jia's words at all.

"Squeak......" The gate of the Valley of Flowers opened.

"Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Sister Wu, you came really early, have you eaten? Brother Zhang, help me prepare tea. Yu Fei opened the door and greeted him warmly.

"Senior Brother Yu, why do you propose a duel with Senior Brother Zhao? You haven't learned internal strength yet, how can you fight with Senior Brother Zhao? Wu Jiayu's face tightened, and she stomped her feet and said angrily.

"Okay, Yu Gardener, put away your hypocritical face, we didn't come here to catch up with you, draw the line as soon as possible, let's see the real chapter under our hands." Zhao Yuhan clenched the scabbard and said in a cold voice.

"When you come to our Hundred Flowers Valley, how can you start fighting without drinking a cup of tea, when this word spreads, people still think that I am like someone and don't understand the rules!" Yu Fei said in an unhurried deep voice.

"Senior Brother Yu, you don't have to say a few words, quickly withdraw the dueling request, and I will persuade Senior Brother Zhao again, it is better to settle the grievances than to settle them, what can't be said clearly in person?" Wu Jia's face was anxious, and at the last moment, she still wanted to try to persuade her.

Yu Fei smiled bitterly, what a stupid girl, if there was no existence for you, she and the fool in front of her would not be able to make an enmity at all, but in front of her, how could this matter be said clearly?

"Everyone, the tea is here, please use it slowly!" Zhang Shijie made a cameo appearance today, holding three teacups and shouting loudly.

Zhao Yuhan squinted at it and said coldly: "You don't need to use tea, I'm afraid of falling into the villain's plot." ”

Zhang Shijie looked angry, and was about to open his mouth to distinguish.

Yu Fei stretched out his hand to signal that he didn't need to say more, took a cup of tea, handed it to Wu Jia, and drank the remaining two cups by himself.

Zhang Shijie muttered softly: "It's really the heart of a villain, the belly of a gentleman!" ”

This voice is just enough for all four people present to hear.

Wu Jia also felt that Zhao Yuhan was a little inappropriate to do this, too petty, so he turned his head and glared at him.

Suddenly, Zhao Yuhan seemed to be inexplicably insulted, pulled out the three-foot Qingfeng sword, and shouted: "The surname is Yu, if there is a kind, you can let the horse come, don't make some extraneous moves." ”

Yu Fei sank his face, picked up the wooden sword on the stone table, and shouted: "Zhao Datiancai, please drink tea, that is my hospitality, don't you give shame, I'm really afraid that you won't succeed?" ”

"Three days ago, someone said unashamedly that they can beat us florists empty-handed, I don't know if these people regard what they say as fart ......" Zhang Shijie said beside him.

Zhao Yuhanjun's face turned red, and in a hurry, he had long forgotten what he said casually that day, and he was accidentally caught.

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