After Yang Cheng came back, the atmosphere in the house became more lively, Liu Yang and He Yi had already mingled, eating, talking and laughing. Su Wenjun was still a little restrained, eating the sweet potato in his hand in small bites, and only picked up a few words when Liu Yang asked her about something, but his eyes glanced at Yang Cheng who was sitting next to him from time to time.

Yang Cheng is playing with Shanmei, on the one hand, he really likes Shanmei, a clever and intelligent child, and secondly, at the request of the altar, he should investigate and explore Shanmei's physique more, so as to make more detailed preparations for the future enlightenment.

"Xiao Chengzi, your Mr. Su seems to have been peeking at you!" The sound of the altar suddenly sounded in Yang Cheng's mind.

Hearing the words of the altar, Yang Cheng tilted his head slightly, and it was intertwined with Su Wenjun's eyes, Su Wenjun did not dodge this time, and smiled at Yang Cheng, which made Yang Cheng embarrassed, and coughed a few times in embarrassment.

"Yang Cheng, Yang Cheng, your girlfriend is waiting for you to go back at home, why are you embarrassed to wave outside!" Yang Cheng had already given himself a slap in his heart, so that his mind could remain calm.

"Ahem, master." Ye Yanbing coughed with a wicked smile.

"What are you laughing at, little brat!" Yang Cheng was worried that there were no steps to go down, so he set his target on Ye Yanbing, "Go, get another sweet potato for the master!" ”

"Yes, master." Ye Yanbing stuck out her little tongue, and then quickly got up and trotted over to the bonfire.

"Hehe, master, Grandpa Geng's sweet potatoes are delicious, don't you want to eat a lot?" The mountain girl looked at Yang Cheng's eyes and asked with a childish expression.

For some reason, when Yang Cheng looked at Shanmei's eyes, he was instantly attracted by those pure eyes, and he seemed to see the brilliant galaxy spinning in Shanmei's pupils, the formation of a new star, and the annihilation of a black hole......

"Senior, you...... Do you feel it? This feeling ......" Yang Cheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and recovered a little from his immersion state.

The altar had already communicated with Yang Cheng's mind, and what Yang Cheng felt and saw was naturally transmitted to the altar.

"It seems that the big disciple you have accepted is not simple!" The altar said thoughtfully.

You must know that it is even more difficult to say the words "not simple" from the mouth of the altar than to ascend to the sky, so when he heard such an evaluation, Yang Cheng couldn't help but ask: "Senior, what is going on?" ”

The altar shook his head this time rarely, and said, "I have to let the old man think about it again, after a long time, some things have been forgotten." ”

Just as Yang Cheng was about to continue asking, Ye Yanbing's voice rang in his ears at an inopportune time, making him wake up from the conversation with the altar.

"Master, give you the sweet potatoes you want."

"Uh...... Okay, thank you. Yang Cheng took the sweet potato handed over by Ye Yanbing and thanked him, but seeing the greedy little eyes of the mountain sister, Yang Cheng gave the sweet potato to the mountain sister again.

The mountain girl blinked her eyes like a galaxy and asked hesitantly, "But...... The master hasn't eaten yet. ”

"Eat, eat, eat, the master is a fairy, you can't starve to death if you don't eat!"

"When the mountain girl becomes a fairy, she will skip meals and save a lot of food for the family!" Shanmei bit the sweet potato in her hand and shouted loudly, causing the others in the room to laugh.

……

As the night deepened, the campfire in the house had gradually become smaller and smaller until it was extinguished.

There are not necessarily a few people coming to Qingshanzhai for decades, so there are no extra guest rooms in the homes of the villagers here, so everyone will get together for one night in the Qingshanzhai Village Committee. Geng Yougong took a few quilts from home, for fear that these outsiders would not be able to adapt to the cold air at night in Qingshanzhai, and it would be a little difficult to make something wrong.

The mountain sister had already fallen asleep under Chen Xiuzhi's comfort, and Chen Qingzhi and Lin Minzhi also wanted to take advantage of this dead of night to ask Yang Cheng for advice on some cultivation issues, but Yang Cheng resolutely refused.

"It's so late at night, Lao Chen, hurry up and take your wife to bed, cough cough, maybe it's time to give Shan Mei a sister-in-law and brother-in-law." Yang Cheng's slightly opened eyes and then closed gently again, returning to the state of vomiting.

Yang Cheng's meaning is already obvious, he is now in a state of cultivation, he doesn't want to be disturbed by anything from the outside world, if there is a question, he will naturally answer it during the day tomorrow.

Lin Minzhi's face flushed, and then he hurriedly said goodbye to Chen Qingzhi, probably going to a beautiful world of two......

Yang Cheng was immersed in his own mystical state, feeling that the wood attribute aura in the meridians was blending with the plant essence, constantly improving the aura in the sea of dantian qi in his body.

Yang Cheng practiced in the room for half an hour, and then he gradually felt that the aura in the air that could be used for cultivation became thinner and thinner, and he had to forcibly wake up from the state of breathing.

"Xiao Chengzi, go directly outside the house, as your strength increases, the aura you need will also increase, and this little space in the house can no longer satisfy your cultivation." The altar reminded.

"It's okay, I can absorb more plant essence when I go outside, and this cottage can provide me with a lot of things for my cultivation."

While thinking like this, Yang Cheng used the "Wind Step" to leave the ancestral hall of the village committee in the blink of an eye, and no one paid attention to his whereabouts at all, even Ye Yanbing was still asleep.

The breath at night was exceptionally fresh, which made Yang Cheng moan comfortably. Moan out.

Immediately, the "Aoki Spiritual Formula" was cast in Yang Cheng's body, and the surrounding vegetation shook its branches and leaves, and wisps of green essence breathed towards Yang Cheng, blending into his body from his mouth and nose, nourishing every inch of the body's meridians.

"Whew!"

Yang Cheng exhaled several mouthfuls of turbid breath in a row, expelling all the dirt that had been inhaled into his body throughout the day, and at this moment, Mu Xinlan, who was growing in the altar spirit field, suddenly spit out a strange fragrance.

"Xiao Chengzi, under the action of these plant essences, Mu Xinlan is growing rapidly!" The altar's voice was fast, as if something extraordinary had been discovered.

"My cultivation can even make the plants in the spiritual field get nutrients?" Yang Cheng's eyes lit up, revealing a thoughtful look.

"Xiao Chengzi, now is not the time to be surprised, your strength needs to be improved, and your Lingtian also needs to be improved!"

Before the words of the altar fell, Mu Xinlan in the spiritual field turned out to be a small golden flower!