As soon as he entered the fairy space, Yuan Chen had an absurd thought: "Could it be that I entered the wrong space?"

Yuan Chen walked into the peach forest with some vigilance, and the first step into the peach forest, an ominous premonition quietly emerged, Yuan Chen walked more cautiously, and the fragments of the Zhuxian Sword revolved around the soul source dust.

Walking out of a mile, Yuanchen gradually relaxed, the peach tree here has no face, and it will not rush to let him eat.

"How can there be a peach tree here? Could it be a ghost from the Suxian Ta Ling?" Thinking of this, Yuan Chen was angry, and he died outside, but she was good to plant a peach tree here.

Shuttling through the misty peach forest, Yuanchen ran back and forth for ten miles, but he never found the Suxian Tower.

"Could it be that the Immortal Pagoda has already left?" Yuan Chen was inexplicably a little disappointed, but more of a joy after getting out of control.

Without exploring inward, if the Immortal Pagoda was really gone, wouldn't he be free.

Yuan Chen laughed and left the spiritual world, at the core of the peach forest, the nine-tailed sky fox was a little lazy lying on the root of a section of the human-faced peach tree napping, and the big white ice silkworm was powerless to hang on the forehead of the nine-tailed sky fox to heal itself lazy cancer.

As for the Snow Source Bear King, he has hibernated in Xiang Yinghong's mouth at the moment.

Xiang Yinghong was very worried at the moment, worried about swallowing the bear in her mouth, and worried that the silver ant with great strength would live on her.

As for the low-level evil method of devouring living beings, she has decisively given up now, after all, the vitality of this space is too strong, and it is simply endless, and it is impossible to 'absorb'.

Here, she can grow uncontrollably and plant people, as long as she doesn't enter the confines of that tower.

Compared to the ten miles required by her tower, her current territory was already very considerable.

After Yuan Chen left the fairy space, he only felt relaxed and extremely happy.

The current source dust is like a child without parental supervision, who can be wild as he wants.

"Sister Medicine God is back. ”

Yuan Chen stepped forward, but was blocked by the God of Medicine, so that Yuan Chen failed to salute the Sword God and the others, and Yuan Chen didn't care, and said with a smile: "Sister Sister Medicine God, how is the Phantom God?"

The Medicine God felt that the herbs she had planted around her were all eclipsed, and only Yuan Chen stood in front of her.

After a while, the medicine god came to his senses, pinched Yuanchen's nose fiercely, and said angrily: "Sister came back so late, didn't you ask your sister if she was injured first, you actually asked about the fate of the phantom god when you opened your mouth." ”

Yuan Chen hurriedly begged for mercy, and said with a flattering smile: "How can my sister be injured if she is so powerful, the injured must be the Phantom God." ”

The medicine god hurriedly wanted to cover Yuan Chen's face, but he still laughed, and the medicine god was a little distracted, but she seemed to be getting more and more used to it now.

The sword god looked at the two of them talking and laughing in surprise, and couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his eyes.

Because the God of Medicine blocked the source dust, the sword god could not see the source dust.

The sword god thought to himself: "The god of medicine has always been unpretentious to others, even if he saved us, he has never spoken to me, let alone laughed, from ancient times to the present, the god of medicine has always been like this, and now it seems that he has changed his temper, is it ......?"

The sword god thought of a very terrifying situation, that is, he was still in the illusion of the phantom god and had never escaped.

At this time, Yuan Chen turned his head and looked over, hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Hello Sword God, my name is Yuan Xiaoluo, I can save you by notifying the God of Medicine, but you owe me a favor." ”

The sword god was shaken, and an illusory feeling appeared, and the surroundings seemed to become unreal.

Then he did something that he regretted for the rest of his life, the sword god's knife never left his hand, but when his knife slashed at the source dust, and his sword intent cut off a piece of medicinal herb, his knife left his hand.

It wasn't the knife that flew, but he flew with the knife.

Although he proved that he was in reality, he also stuck his head in the ground because of this, and really experienced the feeling of being a green onion.

If it weren't for the Sword God coming to ask for someone in person, and Yuan Chen's request, the God of Medicine would have reluctantly let go of the Sword God.

Since then, there has been a twelve-year-old handsome boy named Yuan Xiaoluo by the side of the God of Medicine.

"Sister, the sword god sent an invitation, saying that there was a party to welcome new recruits, and he wanted his sister to show her face. ”

Yuan Chen held an invitation letter between his fingers and walked in slowly.

"Don't go. "The god of medicine was holding a vase and was looking very carefully at the texture of the flower.

"Sister~" Yuanchen was like a child, pulling the corners of the medicine god's clothes, the medicine god put down the vase, and said a little angrily, "I think my brother wants to go by himself." ”

Yuanchen bowed his head and was silent, and the God of Medicine himself didn't hold back and laughed: "You, your heart is still so heavy, I'll just go with you, but this is only this time, not the next one." ”

Yuan Chen wiped a cold sweat, how could he think that the God of Medicine was suspected of hiding Jiaojiao in the Golden House, this protected me too much.

The realm of the gods, the former site of the heavenly court, Yao Chi.

The ten days before and after the New Year are the season of recruiting new people, and both invaders and guardians follow the ancient precepts and do not go to war again.

Yuan Chen followed behind the God of Medicine, and at this moment the God of Medicine was wearing a bronze mask, while Yuan Chen was wearing a silver mask.

"Don't take off your mask tonight anyway, don't you hear. The God of Medicine walked in front, but the voice reached Yuanchen's ears.

Yuan Chen immediately drooped his head, as listless as Heizun, and said weakly: "Got it." ”

Although Yuan Chen did not witness tonight's Yaochi event with his own eyes before rebirth, he heard that this event was very important.

It's just that the god of medicine didn't come before rebirth, but in this life she came, and the source dust also came.

"I change my life against the sky, I don't know if I can succeed......"

was thinking about it, when suddenly a voice came from afar: "The medicine god doctor has arrived!"

A ray of light flew, a boy appeared, made a gesture of invitation to the god of medicine, and led the god of medicine away, Yuan Chen was just about to follow, the god of medicine waved his hand, and a voice sounded in his ears: "Stay here, the intrigue in the hall is not suitable for you." ”

Yuan Chen nodded dumbfoundedly, and then thought to himself: "Intrigue is really not suitable for me, otherwise I wouldn't be plotted to death." ”

Under the guidance of the boy, Yi Dai disappeared from the sight of Yuan Chen, and entered the magnificent hall.

Suddenly, a fragrance came to the face, and a graceful figure appeared, the girl was gentle and elegant, and the green silk was pulled on the top of her head, quite bookish.

She saluted Yuanchen equally, Yuanchen returned the salute, the girl smiled slightly, and said: "The little girl's name is Qinghe, she is a disciple of the God of Flowers, may I ask if Mr. is a disciple of the God of Medicine." ”

Yuan Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, not long after he was reborn, he met a flower god descendant, the flower god princess, who had a good skin, but her heart was extremely sinister.

The disciple of the flower god named Qinghe in front of him, I don't know if it will be inconsistent.

"Mr. can't afford it, Sister Qinghe just calls me Brother Luo, I'm not a disciple of Sister Medicine God, I'm just ......" Before Yuanchen finished speaking, he was picked up by someone else.

"Haha, what's it, just a medicine boy of the God of Medicine, or a medicine man of the God of Medicine, or a fertilizer for her herbs?" The one who spoke was a young man in Tsing Yi, who was carrying a sword on his back, and his tone of voice was extremely sharp.

Yuan Chen was a little amused and asked, "Disciple of the Sword God?"

"So what? You still want to fight me, but if you really want to fight, I'll accompany you. As he spoke, the Sword God disciple grabbed the hilt of the sword on his back with his right hand and was about to pull it out.

Yuan Chen hurriedly waved his hand, still smiling: "I heard that the Sword God is not smiling or saying a word, whether it is a grand event or a meeting, my sister likes the character of the Sword God very much, so she came to the meeting, but now it seems that the disciples he taught are not all talented people." ”

"What are you talking about?!" The Sword God disciple's eyes were gloomy, and he wanted to pull out the Qingyu Sword, but who would have thought that the sword that could be easily pulled out on weekdays was extremely heavy at the moment, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

There was a sword light flickering on the index finger of Yuan Chen's right hand, which was the light of the sharp [sword tip] of the Zhuxian Sword.

In front of the Zhuxian Sword, all the swords are ants.

Zhuxian Sword is the king of ten thousand swords, and daring to show his sword in front of the master of Zhuxian Sword is simply telling a joke.

"I said it's boring here, if you don't have a sword, I'm leaving. "Yuan Chen has actually pointed out the relationship between himself and the God of Medicine, if he is a smart person, he will not stand in the way.

Sure enough, a lot of people are smart.

Except for the Sword God disciple who was sweating profusely and still drawing his sword, the other God disciples looked at him with strange eyes.

Yuan Chen slowly left the periphery of the temple and headed towards the periphery of Yao Chi, where it was truly the gathering place of the new students.

Qinghe, a disciple of the flower god, hesitated for a moment, caught up with Yuan Chen, and said softly: "Brother Luo, tonight is just Chinese New Year's Eve, about Chinese New Year's Eve, there was such a legend, it is rumored that in the early stage of the primeval era, there is still a group of monsters called Xi left in the ancient era, the monster has three heads and six arms, each head has tentacles, they poison the red dust, for a time the people are not living, panic is everywhere, at this moment, there is a year of sect appeared, kill all the Xi, but ......"

Yuanchen was a little displeased, how could this Qinghe still have an appetite, Yuanchen had just become curious about this story, so she kept silent, it was really hateful.

"Sister Qinghe, what's next?" Yuan Chen withdrew the Zhuxian Sword, slowed down, and walked side by side with the girl.