In the wooden world, a masked woman in green clothes and a young man in green clothes walked side by side, wherever the two of them went, flowers and trees gave way, and the woman in green clothes plucked some spirit flowers from time to time and put them in a storage bag, although I couldn't see what kind of expression it was, but I could also feel the pleasure it exuded.

These two people are Xuanyuan Linghan and Yang Qingyan, with the help of Yang Qingyan's Imperial Wood Technique, the two have not encountered any danger since they entered this world, and this half day was spent in Yang Qingyan picking spirit flowers.

Xuanyuan Ling Han looked at Yang Qingyan, who was still picking spirit flowers, and a trace of doubt flashed in his glass-like eyes. Obviously, he didn't understand why Yang Qingyan was picking so many spirit flowers. But he didn't ask, just quietly watched Yang Qingyan pick flowers there.

After Yang Qingyan picked the last spirit flower that looked like a lily in his previous life, he swept his storage bag with his divine thoughts, and found that there were already a lot of them in the storage bag, and after estimating it, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, and said secretly: "These spirit flowers are enough for your own cultivation." ”

After thinking about it, he said to Xuanyuan Linghan next to him: "Okay, Xuanyuan Daoyou, I have already picked enough, thank you Xuanyuan Daoyou for accompanying me to pick spiritual flowers." ”

Xuanyuan Ling Han shook his head slightly, and a hint of discoloration flashed in his indifferent eyes and said, "It's okay, it's just that half a day has passed, can you still hold on?" ”

Yang Qingyan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and only for a moment did he react to what Xuanyuan Ling Han said about insistence. A hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Xuanyuan Daoyou, my secret technique originally consumes very little mana, and the wood aura here is sufficient, so Daoist friends don't have to worry." If I can't hold on, I'll talk to you. ”

After Xuanyuan Ling Han listened, he nodded lightly with an expressionless face, and then the two of them continued to walk forward.

At this time, Yang Qingyan suddenly thought of something, so he asked Xuanyuan Ling Han: "Xuanyuan Daoyou, take the liberty of asking, can your sect refine the Transformation Pill?" ”

Xuanyuan Ling Han was slightly stunned when he heard Yang Qingyan's words, and a trace of confusion flashed in his indifferent eyes. Without looking back, he said, "No!" ”

When Yang Qingyan heard this, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and said secretly: "Is the Transformation Pill so difficult to refine?" ”

Yang Qingyan asked Xuanyuan Linghan this question because he suddenly thought that Xuanyuan Linghan was a monk of Baicaomen, and Baicaomen's best skill was alchemy, maybe they would also refine the Transformation Pill, so they asked this question, but he didn't expect that they couldn't, it seemed that they could only think of other ways in the future.

Yang Qingyan sighed lightly, his divine consciousness poured out, shrouded in this forest, suddenly, Yang Qingyan's face changed slightly, there was an area where his divine sense was shrouded was a little strange, and Yang Qingyan, who felt the strangeness, hurriedly looked towards the shrouded place, wanting to see what it was.

But as soon as his divine sense touched that area, Yang Qingyan felt that his brain was a little dizzy.

Sensing this, Yang Qingyan's heart was shocked, his mind moved, and the power of his divine consciousness swept towards that area, and under the shroud of powerful divine thoughts, Yang Qingyan finally "saw" something.

I saw that in that area, a big tree full of purple flowers appeared in Yang Qingyan's consciousness, but at this moment, the flower tree disappeared, and Yang Qingyan felt more and more dizzy in his head.

Just when Yang Qingyan saw the flowers and trees disappear, a faint fragrance also entered Yang Qingyan's nose, and Yang Qingyan, who smelled the fragrance, was even more shocked, hurriedly withdrew his senses, and hurriedly turned around and said, "Xuanyuan Daoyou...... Yes"

Halfway through the words, Yang Qingyan didn't continue, only to see that Xuanyuan Linghan, who had been beside Yang Qingyan, had disappeared at this time.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qingyan's face changed suddenly, and he said secretly: "It seems that I have met a powerful character." ”

Yang Qingyan smelled the fragrance at the end of his nose, like the fragrance of plum blossoms in his previous life, and then thought about the flower tree he saw in his divine consciousness before, wasn't it a plum blossom tree!

Could it be a plum blossom demon? When Yang Qingyan secretly guessed in his heart, he looked at the previous divine sense and found something unusual, flipped his hand, took out the crystal mirror, and used the crystal mirror to protect his body, Yang Qingyan walked slowly towards the front, wanting to see what was there, which could separate her from Xuanyuan Ling Han in an instant!

Yang Qingyan walked towards the area with a solemn face, and soon came to that area, only to see a plum blossom forest in front of him, the plum blossoms were blooming, the pink and white petals fell with the wind, and the fragrance of plum blossoms came from these plum trees.

Closing his eyes lightly, Yang Qingyan sensed slightly, and found that these plum trees were ordinary plum trees, if there was any difference, it was that these plum trees contained a lot of aura.

Feeling that these plum trees were not monsters, the look on Yang Qingyan's face became more and more solemn, because the more ordinary they were, the more extraordinary they were. If these plum trees are ordinary things, where can they separate them without them knowing? And she also felt a dangerous aura coming from this plum forest.

Looking at this plum blossom forest, Yang Qingyan was secretly vigilant in his heart, thought for a moment, took out the frost dagger in his right hand and held it in his hand, and slowly walked to the plum blossom forest, and the more he went to the forest, the stronger the dangerous breath, not long after, Yang Qingyan walked to the central area, after arriving at the center, he saw that the plum blossom forest was a clearing, and there was a plum tree in the clearing that did not know how long it had grown, and it was this old tree that exuded a dangerous aura.

Yang Qingyan couldn't sense the bottom of the old tree, so he looked at the old tree, and saw that this plum tree was different from the other trees in the plum forest, this plum tree was not only twice as large as the flower trees around it, but also the petals on it were also purple and red, and the whole flower tree exuded a faint purple brilliance.

Yang Qingyan looked at the plum tree, stretched out his hand and waved the cyan lotus flowers that appeared around him, and was about to try the power of this old tree, when he suddenly heard a voice in his head.

Her voice was crisp, sounding like that of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and she said, "You're here." ”

Yang Qingyan was startled at first when he heard a woman's voice in his head, and then he saw the plum blossom tree in front of him trembling slightly, and he knew what was going on. Then he opened his mouth and said, "You are this plum tree in front of me?!" ”

"Yes!" The crisp female voice sounded in my head again.

"What did you bring me in for?" Yang Qingyan's eyes flashed, and he said slowly.

"I like the breath of you and want to be by your side." The girl's voice rang out.

"Follow me?" Yang Qingyan muttered to himself, but he was secretly on guard in his heart.

"Yes." The female voice rang out again.

"Oh? Just because you like my breath, you want to follow me? A hint of doubt flashed in Yang Qingyan's eyes, and he said slowly.