Glutinous rice didn't take care of the first cloud, and pulled the pillar and walked into the shadow on the edge, leaving the first cloud alone behind.

It took a long time for the first cloud to remember that he had originally wanted to stop these two people. But when he came back to his senses, Nuomi had already pulled the pillar and beat him out for a long time, leaving him no chance to speak.

After coming back to his senses, Yiyun felt that he was really a little incredible.

How could he be frightened by individual cultivation, this is really unreasonable no matter how you say it.

First Yun tried hard to recall Fang Cai's situation, but he didn't know why, his mind was a little chaotic now, and when he tried his best to think about Fang Cai's situation, it was as if he couldn't remember it. It seems that he was still talking to Nuomi a moment ago, and then the pillar stood up, and when he came back to his senses, he was already standing behind him in a daze, and the two of them had already walked out a long way.

"Hey, hey!" First Cloud shouted at the figures of the two people, but the two of them didn't look back at him at all, and he really couldn't help it.

He'd like to catch up. But when I think about it, I don't think it's a good idea at all. His current identity is an outer disciple from the dignified Xuantian Pavilion, how can he casually put down his body and go to curry favor with a casual cultivator and body cultivator who doesn't know where he came from.

He had quietly discussed with so many monks before, and as soon as those monks heard the name of Xuantian Pavilion, they all respected him, without the slightest suspicion, let alone the slightest disrespect.

"It's strange, why is it that the reaction of such a loose cultivator is so strange. Could it be that he hadn't even heard of the name of Xuantian Pavilion? It's impossible, the six major of the Heavenly Martial Kingdom. First Cloud shook his head incredulously, and when he looked over there again, he couldn't help but sigh again.

"No hurry, it's all a long-term deal." After he had given himself such a word of encouragement, he snorted and turned away.

Nuomi was actually very concerned about the news of Xuantian Pavilion in her heart, but she no longer listened to the nonsense of the first cloud, but she still took this matter to heart.

The pillar quietly followed Nuomi, and when he saw the thoughtful look on Nuomi's face, he knew that Nuomi must have something in mind, so he didn't bother it, but just stayed by Nuomi's side, just like they had before.

At night, many monks have begun to meditate or rest, and it is not good to inquire more at this time. Nuomi thought about it in her heart for a while, and felt a little helpless, so she had to put this matter down first, and wait for dawn to make plans.

After the neighborhood was completely quiet, Nuomi began to feel that this temporary camp had a little bit of a monk's residence. The previous bustling environment was like a market, which really made people feel a little miserable. But at this time, all the monks quieted down and began to meditate and practice, and Nuomi found that the monks in this place were indeed still diligent.

No matter what they were talking about before, or what kind of attitude they had towards others, as soon as night came, they all began to enter the state of cultivation one after another. At this time, with his legs crossed and his hands together, he turned his five hearts towards heaven and earth, and he became an extraordinarily immortal appearance.

Nuomi himself doesn't need to cultivate much outside now. Even if she wanted to cultivate, she had entered the ethereal illusion realm, and the progress of her cultivation was much faster than that outside. So she stayed by the pillar almost all night, watching the pillar cultivate quietly.

She even thought about sending the pillar into that void space to cultivate, but after listening to Nuomi's description, the pillar was unwilling to enter that space anyway.

"No, that's your place, how can I get in." When he said these words, the look on his face was extraordinarily serious, and even shaking his head was very meticulous.

Nuomi was surprised and said, "You can't trespass on other people's places." But since it's my place, I, the master, have already allowed it, so why can't you go in? ”

Zhu still shook his head, "Although I don't know these things, I also know that there are a number of spiritual energy in the environment." If I use your aura, you're going to be useless. If that's useless, that's not good. Ah Miao, you can do it with cultivation. I'm an individual cultivator, and if I use it, it's wasted. ”

His simple appearance made Glutinous rice helpless for a while.

Nuomi pulled his sleeve and talked to him for a long time in a soft voice, but he still didn't agree. Glutinous rice had no choice, so in the end he could only say, "But senior brother, didn't we all say that we should cultivate together to build a foundation and go to the spirit and demon realm together." If I have already laid the foundation, and you are still in this earthly realm, what can you tell me to do? ”

Zhuzi obviously didn't think about this problem, and when he heard Nuomi say this, he was stunned.

He looked down and saw Nuomi staring at him with a very expectant look, so he scratched his head and thought about it, and said, "If you ...... You've laid the foundation, so I'll go in again. I don't count the amount of time in it, and I can continue to cultivate until the foundation is built. ”

Although the pillar still didn't agree to enter the ethereal illusion realm immediately, with his assurance, Nuomi was also satisfied. Zhuzi is a man of words, since he said that he will enter the ethereal illusion realm if he needs to in the future, he is naturally not talking nonsense with glutinous rice as a prevarication. At least Nuomi also got a promise from him, so he didn't care about him anymore and left him to cultivate outside by himself.

Under the moonlight, all the monks in the immortal forest, large and small, began to meditate and cultivate, but Nuomi was the only one who still had his eyes open, leaning on the pillar a little bored. She was thinking about Xuantian Pavilion and Ye Fan, and she had already fallen asleep after a while. When she got up again, she found that the sun had risen and was already high.

The monks around were tidying up the stoves. There was still a little heat on the stove, and it was obvious that they had already had breakfast, and were packing up to leave.

When the monks woke up with Nuomi rubbing their eyes, many of them couldn't help but look at Nuomi, and there was a little imperceptible sneer on their faces.

They didn't know the situation of glutinous rice, let alone the cultivation of glutinous rice, and when they saw that glutinous rice didn't cultivate at all at night, and slept until three poles in the morning, they all felt that this was neither talented nor lazy. Many of the monks looked at the glutinous rice with disdain.

Glutinous rice didn't care about this, seeing that everyone had already packed up, she also roughly packed up the things around her, took out dry food and shared it with the pillar, and then clapped her hands and prepared to go on the road together.

Because of her appearance, there are many monks who are secretly paying attention to glutinous rice all the way. When she took out the dry food on her body, many monks couldn't help but be taken aback.

The dry food taken out of the glutinous rice turned out to be rice cakes fried and compressed by high-level mutant spirit valleys.

This thing used to be quite common in the world of cultivating immortals, and it was a cake made by using fried rice fried in the spirit valley and wrapped in spiritual honey and pressed. Some confident sects or immortal cultivation families will add some other spiritual fruits to the cake, which is not only satisfying, but also has a unique flavor.

It's just that even those big families in the past have never seen any family that would use high-level mutant spirit valleys to fry rice crackers. After all, this thing is just dry food to eat on the road, and if it is made like this, if it is not concocted in any special way, the aura in the Spirit Valley will be dissipated somewhat, and it is not cost-effective at all.

But glutinous rice is really useless.

The ordinary spirit valleys in her hands have all been sold by her and replaced with spirit valleys, and all that is left on her body at this time are some high-level spirit valleys. These spirit valleys can't be eaten at all. These rice crackers were made by herself with a little spiritual nectar and spiritual fruit before she left the sect.

"Is it something for your own food, even if you use some good ingredients, it's nothing." This is how glutinous rice is said with Zhu Zi and Xiao Jingyan.

This is something she hides by herself, and how to deal with it is her own business, Xiao Jingyan naturally won't say anything. And the pillar is silent, as long as it is what Nuomi decides to do, he will agree to ten thousand, and he will not object.

In this way, in the eyes of the monks beside him, Nuomi has become a loser.

"How so?"

"Could it be that I came across some defeated corpses on the road, and I picked them up from above?"

"Looking at this poor and sour appearance, you may not know the value of that cake at all."

The monks around who were paying attention to the glutinous rice couldn't help but whisper.

As soon as they began to discuss, even the monks who had not paid attention to this side became curious, and leaned over to them, asking what was going on.

There was no need to explain it, as long as the monks pointed at the glutinous rice and the pillar, everyone understood.

The glutinous rice has already been eaten, but the pillar eats a lot of rice, and at this time he is still holding half a cake in his hand. The sharp-eyed monks immediately saw the Linggu fried cake in the hand of the pillar.

Tyrannical creatures!

This sentence popped into the hearts of almost all the monks.

But they could only watch.

In front of such many people, even if they already have any ideas in their hearts, they are really embarrassed to go up directly and grab it. Even if they actually have the same thoughts, as long as everyone hasn't spoken out, they can only hide these thoughts in their hearts.

It's just that they can't rob it openly, and many monks have already made calculations in their hearts, planning to go over and find a way to cheat a little Linggu fried cake from the glutinous rice.

Anyway, such a poor monk is just wasting such a cake. (To be continued.)