Chapter Seventy-Two: Moisturizing Things Silently
At the foot of the dead wood peak of the Qishan retreat, the old men of Tianyi Sect were all standing on the ground, looking enviously at the celestial phenomena in the sky caused by the foundation of the monks.
Liu Zhao stood at the top of Deadwood Peak in the sky, watching the wind and clouds surging around, and thick clouds quickly gathered on the peak.
At the same time, Mu Xin also rushed to Deadwood Peak in a hurry and stood side by side with Liu Zhao.
"Senior sister, I haven't seen you for a year, and your cultivation has improved a lot!" Mu Xin looked at Liu Zhao, who was only wearing a cyan robe, and felt the heavier and heavier aura on her body, he asked in surprise.
"If you don't have to worry about mundane things, this cultivation will naturally be much faster." As Liu Zhao's cultivation increased, the water in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
As they spoke, the great cloud that surrounded the top of the mountain changed. They seemed to be dragged by a mysterious force, and rushed into the cave where Qishan was located in large numbers.
There were faint green points of light in the cave, and as soon as those clouds and mist touched the emerald green points of light, they immediately flew out of the cave with the points of light and drifted towards the mountains.
This Dead Wood Peak was originally the place where the last Jindan monk from Tianyi Gate sat down.
With the fall of this last Jindan power, this originally vigorous mountain withered overnight, and the entire mountain was devoid of grass.
Qishan chose to build a foundation on the Dead Wood Peak, firstly, because there are few people here, and secondly, to pay tribute to the Jindan monk who fell in order to protect the Tianyi Sect.
And now, on the originally bare ground of the Dead Wood Peak, because of the moisture of those clouds with emerald green light spots, a large number of tender green plants actually grew rapidly.
In this way, the clouds poured into the cave, and then left the cave with points of light, scattering on the ground of Deadwood Peak. As the clouds fell, large expanses of fresh green emerged from the ground.
The monks at the foot of the mountain were shocked by this strange sight, while Liu Zhao and Mu Xin nodded happily, such a sight was a small feature of the Spring Breeze and Rain Transformation Technique.
"Spring breeze turns rain, moisturizing things silently." Musin shook his head and said loudly.
Liu Zhao glanced at the triumphant old slippery head, thinking that Qi Shan would be the third foundation building monk in Tianyimen, and he might not be instructed by this old guy to look like in the future!
Thinking of Qi Shan's future labor, she couldn't help but bow to tears of sympathy for his future.
Just when the two of them were thinking about each other, a long laugh came from Deadwood Peak.
The hearty laughter startled Liu Zhao, she really couldn't imagine that the shy Uncle Qishan would make such a heroic laugh.
After the laughter, the ragged Qi Shan stepped on the flying sword and flew out from the deadwood peak.
Although the image was embarrassed, Qi Shan was full of energy, and his eyes flew towards Liu Zhao and Mu Xin with clear eyes.
"Master, the disciple is fortunate not to be dishonored, and the foundation is successful!" Qi Shan looked happy and bowed to Mu Xin.
"Yes, yes! I've added another foundation building monk to Tianyimen! Musin grinned, smiling like a spring light.
"Qi Shan, I'll give you another half a year to stabilize the realm. Half a year later, the responsibility of contacting other sects will be handed over to you as a teacher! Musin twisted his sparse beard and laughed.
"Hmph, I knew that!" Liu Zhao sneered on the side: "Once Qishan succeeds in building the foundation, you can't wait to arrange miscellaneous things for him." ”
"Senior sister, you also know, my Tianyi Sect is withering, and finally a high-level monk has come out, so I have to let him go outside."
Liu Zhao was about to speak, but Qi Shan bowed to her and saluted: "Thank you for the spiritual liquid and spiritual grass sent by Senior Sister, without those treasures, it is really up to me to say whether I can succeed in building the foundation this time!" ”
"What spirit grass? What aura? Like a dog smelling flesh and bones, Musin asked with his little eyes shining.
"It's nothing, it's just a small bottle of pure perfume water full of aura left to me by my parents, and a few small flowers with aura that I inadvertently picked from my spiritual pet." Liu Zhao gritted his teeth and glared at Qi Shan fiercely, and replied lightly.
"I don't know where the senior sister is still ......" Mu Xin would not be easily fooled by Liu Zhao, he brought the old face that was smiling toothlessly in front of Liu Zhao, with a look of hope.
"It's gone, it's all gone!" Liu Zhao didn't wait for Mu Xin to finish speaking, he immediately spread his hands and replied categorically.
"Even if you have, you won't take it out easily, you old slippery head!" Liu Zhao added in his heart.
Qi Shan knew that he had caused trouble to Liu Zhao, but he didn't take it to heart, just blushed, looking at Liu Zhao's more and more coquettish face stupidly, thinking about his long-standing wish.
"Don't smirk, don't hurry back to your residence to change your clothes, this sloppy appearance will damage the image of my sect!" Mu Xin hit a hard nail in Liu Zhao's head and sprinkled all the fire on Qi Shan.
Qi Shan, who was lying on the gun, listened to the master's words, looked down at his dusty and tattered robe, and his face turned even redder. hurriedly saluted the two, stepped on the flying sword, and flew towards the mountains and forests in the distance.
"Come on, I'll leave if it's okay!" Liu Zhao waved his hand at Mu Xin, turned around and flew towards his Lingyun Peak.
The moment she turned, a huge gourd flew out of her hand and threw it into Musin's arms.
Mu Xin hurriedly caught the big gourd, pulled out the cork, and a stream of pure water spiritual power overflowed from the mouth of the gourd!
He hurriedly covered the cork, held the gourd baby in his arms, and said to himself happily: "Senior sister is really a knife mouth tofu heart!" I knew she wouldn't hide it! ”
Putting his hand to his mouth and making a sound, Mu Xin shouted at Liu Zhaoyuan's back: "Senior sister, can you have another bottle?" ”
Liu Zhao's body in the flight was staggering, and he fell from the seven-colored yarn. Her pretty face turned black, and she muttered to herself with hatred: "Old slippery head, like Xiaoqing, is the master of snakes and elephants!" ”
Half a year later, Qi Shan was about to travel far away, and before leaving the mountain gate, he came to Lingyun Peak.
Looking at the exquisite wooden house that he had worked so hard to build, it was actually carried by Liu Zhao, and he felt that all the hard work at that time had turned into sweetness, hidden deep in his heart.
With a "squeak", the wooden door opened, a pleasant fragrance spread, and Liu Zhao appeared in front of Qi Shan.
Looking at Qi Shan, who was introverted by divine light, Liu Zhao was happy for his steady cultivation. In the morning light, her smile was like a flower, and her eyes as bright as stars reflected the brilliance of the morning sun, which made Qi Shan panic.
"Liu Zhao." Qi Shan can finally call her by her name directly, and this feeling makes him extremely happy.
"I'm going out to practice today, do you have anything I need to do?" Qi Shan finally said a complete sentence in front of Liu Zhao, and did not stutter out of shyness.
"Well, there shouldn't be any." Liu Zhao tilted his head and thought for a moment before replying. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something again, "Hey, wait for me!" After saying that, she closed the door and dodged into the Roselle space.
Emptying a leather storage bag for the demon pill in the peach blossom forest, she filled another gourd of lake water and quickly got out of the space.
Qi Shan only felt that the door that Liu Zhao had just closed opened again in the blink of an eye. The difference is that she carries a gourd in one hand and a leather bag in the other.
In front of Qi Shan, Liu Zhao put the big gourd into a storage bag made of demon animal skins and handed it to Qi Shan.
"When you're away from home, it's better to pack more things. Ouch, you take this. ”
Now there is only one storage bag left in the entire Tianyi Gate, which shows how rare such a treasure is now.
Qi Shan was holding a small and sturdy animal skin storage bag in his hand, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.
Liu Zhao took out a stack of banknotes from the sleeve of his robe, stuffed them into Qi Shan's hand, and continued to advise: "Take this too, although this thing is useless in Tianyimen, it is better to prepare some for worldly walking." ”
"I'm leaving, you, take care!" Qi Shan took the coin, glanced at Liu Zhao deeply, turned around and walked down the mountain.