In fact, Yan Jing didn't tell all the descriptions of the three-leaf lotus in the ancient books in her mother Fang Mingxin's room just now. "Words * love * first * hair [mobile phone users directly visit wèndashubao synchronous update] Because of the following paragraph, she really didn't dare to say it. If you can't help but exclaim in surprise before the journey, it will inevitably attract the attention of the high-ranking monks who are meditating in the distance.

In that ancient book, there is also the following sentence: Trifolium and Mulian belong to the same genus, and they often go hand in hand. In other words, where there is a three-leaf lotus, it is very likely that there is also a wood lotus. And vice versa, where there is a lotus, it is also very likely that there will be a trifolium.

This phenomenon is not uncommon in nature and is used to being called "companion".

After putting away the three-leaf lotus, Yan Jing silently followed Cheng Qian and Cong Ye's side, but her attention was all focused on finding the very likely Mu Lian. The heart also involuntarily accelerated.

After a while, seeing Cheng Qian and Cong Ye walking all the way forward with their heads down, Yan Jing quietly buried the black wood where the three-leaf lotus grew, which was actually a dead tree, into the depths of the swamp.

Whether it is a clover lotus or a lotus, the most likely place to grow is on the dry of gloomy wood.

When Yan Jing turned the gloomy wood, she was worried that there would be a wooden lotus on it, so she was very careful and turned it a little bit, when the gloomy wood happened to be turned over, and sure enough, she saw that on the opposite side of the place where the three-leaf clover grows, in the middle of the swamp, she found a wooden lotus with only a leaf the size of a fan.

Yan Jing is no stranger to this, and there is also a portrait of Mulian in the ancient book in her mother Fang Mingxin's room. It's just that the lotus in front of me is far from the time to bloom, and it has not even grown the slender flower stem that only blooms when it blooms.

However, even so, the heart in Yan Jing's chest almost popped out because of excitement. A pretty face, also blushing with excitement at this time, in the midst of her busy schedule, Yan Jing still turned her head to look around, and saw that no one paid attention to her, even Cheng Qian and Cong Ye in front did not look back.

So he quickly took out the Netherworld Xuanyin Heart Bottle, and put it in along with the entire gloomy wood.

Yan Jing wasn't sure if she was doing the right thing, but she couldn't think of a better way than that. After all, a mulberry that has not bloomed can only be a material for refining ordinary pills. Even if he died, it would not be a pity. If you leave the lotus here, when it blooms, not to mention the petals and pollen of the lotus, even the stems and leaves themselves will not be able to get a trace.

"Junior"

Yan Jing, who thought that she would quietly put away Mulian and was lucky, said that she didn't expect to be secretly targeted. With this scolding coming from overhead, several figures quickly rushed towards Yan Jing's location.

Cheng Qian and Cong Ye, who were walking in front, didn't know what was going on, but when they saw the endless stream of high-ranking monks surrounding, the two of them suddenly became nervous.

"Run"

Hearing Yan Jing's warning, Cheng Qian subconsciously wanted to raise his feet and run wildly, but Cong Ye did not move.

He knew that when Yan Jing encountered danger, she must have pinned her hopes on the magic weapon in her hand, but once her magic weapon was put in by Yan Jing, she couldn't control it at all with Yan Jing's cultivation. Seeing that those high-level monks had begun to land, Cong Ye couldn't take care of it anymore, and secretly ordered Ding Ling Ruyi:

"Put it away and run away from the swamp."

When those high-ranking monks watched the young man who had put away the wooden lotus below suddenly disappear, who could not guess that he was hiding in a magic weapon that could hide his whereabouts.

"Quick Look"

Following the direction of a Venerable Realm monk's finger, everyone saw a point like a red meteor, and quickly fled towards the distant sky, so everyone swarmed after them. There are those who fly with imperial weapons, and there are those who also control high-level magic weapons to chase.

On the contrary, Cheng Qian, who was running, and the eleven disciples of the Xuanyin Sect who stayed on the mound no longer paid attention.

Yan Jing, who was just about to sacrifice the Netherworld Xuanyin Bottle, suddenly found that the environment in front of her had changed, and she couldn't help but exclaim. But when she saw the leaves, her mood calmed down for no reason.

"Brother Cong Ye, you saved me again."

"We are not out of danger yet, and there are still a large number of high-ranking monks chasing after us."

Cong Ye didn't ask Yan Jing what happened just now, so he attracted a large number of high-ranking monks to surround him. However, I roughly guessed that it should be related to Mulian.

At this moment, I saw Yan Jing casually take out the bottle-shaped magic weapon that she used to avoid the attack of the swamp monster last night, and then took out the black wood from which the three-leaf lotus grows, pointed to a lotus leaf the size of a pu fan on it and said to Cong Ye:

"Brother Cong Ye, look, this is Mulian."

Obviously, the lotus that was put away by Yan Jing and the gloomy wood did not show signs of withering.

No matter how you look at the leaves, it is a leaf, how can it be a lotus

Xu was aware of the doubts in Cong Ye's heart, and Yan Jing explained:

"The peculiarity of the lotus is that its rhizomes grow in the gloomy wood, and only the lotus leaves will burrow out of the surface of the gloomy wood. By the time it blooms, the flower stems will also come out. ”

"Did you guess that there might be a wooden lotus when you saw the three-leaf lotus?"

"Yes, I'm just worried that Cheng Qian will shout, and I'm not very sure, so I didn't tell you right away."

Cong Ye had never suspected that Yan Jing would swallow the lotus alone, so he casually asked:

"If you leave the swamp, will Mulian die?"

"As it stands, it seems to be fine."

After looking at it for a while, Cong Ye secretly asked Ding Ling Ruyi in his mind:

"What's going on out there now?"

"Young master, there are still a few people in hot pursuit, and it is estimated that they will not be able to get rid of it for a while."

"Will they catch up?"

"Of course not, it's just that I'm not familiar with this interface space and don't know where to go."

"Then run as you go, as long as you don't cross the interface again."

Bush Leaf didn't want to be trapped in the barrier between the two interfaces again.

At this time, Yan Jing's attention was also placed on the world in the Red Dust Flame Ruyi Ding. While watching, he showed a look of envy.

"Brother Cong Ye, what kind of magic weapon is this?"

"Red Dust Flame Ruyi Ding."

"What"

It's not that Yan Jing didn't hear clearly, but she felt that she was at ease with her own netherworld and yin, just listening to the name seemed to be one-on-one.

"Red Dust Flame Ruyiding, what's wrong?"

"Brother Cong Ye, do you know the name of my magic weapon?"

As she spoke, Yan Jing took out the magic weapon like a wine bottle again and asked Cong Ye.

Cong Ye didn't know, so he could only shake his head.

"Netherworld Xuanyin is free to breathe."

Hearing Yan Jing gently pronounce the name of the magic weapon, Cong Ye also showed a look of surprise and amusement.