Yan Lan took out the psychic jade slip, probed into his heart, and passed on a spiritual sense of seeking to see the untrue immortals on the ground.

A moment later, an echo came from the Psychic Jade Jane, making Yan Lan in front of a low-lying village in the northwest of Luoyun City.

"The predecessors of the true immortals are also free and easy, they actually live in a small village, in Luoyun City, there are really all kinds of scenery, and a city is almost a country. ”

Yan Lan pinched his fingers and calculated, this place is more than 100,000 miles away from the True Immortal Village, and with his current cultivation, it will take more than half an hour to arrive, so he has to sacrifice the thunder purple eagle, soar over thousands of miles, and rush to the sky.

The flying speed of the thunderous purple eagle is two or three times that of Yan Lan, and after counting the incense burn time, Yan Lan has reached the destination.

Put away the thunderous purple eagle, Yan Lan overlooked the earth, only to see a mountain depression, there is a village.

There are only about 100 houses in the village, that is, more than 100 families.

The village is surrounded by high mountains, only in the east and west directions, the mountains are slightly gentle, and there are two mountain roads that turn around and lead to the outside of the mountains.

At this time, it was already noon, and in the village, the smoke curled from every house, and the sound of pots and pans was non-stop.

Yan Lan looked at this paradise-like place, smiled slightly, and fell silently. The place where he landed was a dense forest outside the village.

He didn't want to disturb the peace here, just as he didn't want any force to invade his family.

Yan Lan didn't urge any spiritual power, but walked like a mortal along the mountain path towards a low house on the edge of the village.

After walking for about a thousand feet, Yan Lan had arrived at the edge of the village, at this time. Five or six dogs of different sizes, with yellow hair. There was also black hair, and he rushed up with a vigilant face. "Wang" at him.

Yan Lan saw that these dogs were all wagging their tails, probably half vigilant, half coming up to join in the fun. After all, even dogs rarely see an outsider, so like people, they also have an instinctive curiosity.

Yan Lan always smiled and did not chase away the dogs, allowing them to bark around him. However, these dogs do not bite people in close proximity, at most two or three feet closer.

Yan Lan walked all the way. The dogs followed and barked all the way.

The abnormal barking of dogs first attracted the children who were playing and rolling on the mud floor, and they put down the fun in their hands, stood up, touched their heads, and looked at Yan Lan curiously.

There were two little boys, bold, running towards Yanlan quickly. glared at it a few times at close range, and then ran back proudly, probably to show off his bravery and courage to other friends.

There are also a couple of little girls. Grabbing his pigtails, he looked at Yan Lan curiously and timidly, and didn't look away for a moment.

A moment later. A few adults noticed something strange and hurriedly ran out of the house. Sweating profusely, he still has a spatula in his hand.

Yan Lan discovered. The eyes of those adults were also mostly curious, and they did not have too much vigilance, and they did not hurriedly grab the child and send it into the house and close the door.

It seems that the village has always been calm and safe, and nothing dangerous has ever happened.

Therefore, the hearts of the villagers did not have too strong vigilance.

Yan Lan looked at the villagers, nodded at them with a smile, and expressed her kindness without reservation.

The villagers also smiled back, and some of them waved the spatula in their hands, signaling that Yan Lan could come to their house for dinner.

Yan Lan sighed slightly, shook his head secretly, and said, "Wherever I go, it will not be peaceful." This time, there must be exceptions. I don't want to, and I don't have any reason to, spoil the peace and simplicity of this place. ”

Under the gaze of adults and children, and the barking of more than a dozen dogs, Yan Lan came to the front of the house where the untrue immortals lived on the ground.

Yan Lan looked at this house, a wood and stone structure, one hall and two rooms, and a small courtyard on the side of the house.

It's not so much a yard as a garden. It was surrounded by a waist-high wooden fence, and a peach tree was planted inside, and under the peach tree, there was a stone table and four wooden benches.

There was a teapot and a teacup on the table, and the pot was steaming.

Yan Lan was just about to speak, and a person walked out of the room, it was the untrue immortal on the ground, he shook the rattle in his hand, squinted and smiled: "Yes, yes, faster than the immortal expected." Come and come, first taste and taste the fragrant tea brewed by the granddaughter of this immortal. Cang, come out and pour tea!"

As he spoke, the immortal walked towards the garden on the left side of the gate, with a smile on his face.

Yan Lan shrugged his brows, and said curiously in his heart: "Granddaughter, the ancestor of the True Immortal actually has a granddaughter, but he lives a chic and comfortable life." ”

Yan Lan smiled, and saw a girl walking out of the house, sixteen or seventeen years old, with long hair tied back her head, looking neat and neat. Dressed in a pale yellow gown, graceful and slim, extremely graceful, with a pretty nose and white skin, clear eyes, like deep obsidian, the most eye-catching thing is the playful smile on her small mouth.

The girl flicked her braids, looked at Yan Lan with her chin slightly cocked, moved her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You are Yan Lan's little brother, grandpa has already mentioned you to me, and said that he didn't call you what to call it...... It seems that the ancient burial compass was robbed, and I regret it with some annoyance......"

"Cang, you ......"

Hearing this, the originally smiling face of the untrue immortal on the ground instantly froze, turned around suddenly, and his eyes were like copper bells, and then his mouth pursed, and he said angrily: "You little girl, you finally have a guest, and you don't save some face for this immortal." Ben Xian won't go to grab the junior's things, so why don't you hurry over and make tea. ”

Yan Lan looked at the alternating expressions of the untrue immortals and pets, and grinned, it seems that this little girl named Cangcang has brought a lot of fun to the untrue immortals.

Cangcang covered his mouth and smiled, hurriedly jumped a small step, and said as he walked: "Got it, grandpa." ”

After a while, Cangcang made tea, and called to Yan Lan: "Little brother Yan Lan, hurry up and drink tea." This tea was made by this girl's own hands, you can be regarded as grandpa's honored guest, and when other people come to visit grandpa, grandpa won't let them drink the tea I made. ”

Yan Lan smiled, he didn't expect this tea to have this doorway, so he immediately walked over, sat down on the wooden stool on the right side of the immortal, picked up a cup of tea, put it under his nose and smelled it, and then took a sip.

Cangcang sat opposite Yan Lan, holding his chin with both hands, and looked at Yan Lan with a smile.

Yan Lan swallowed the tea, and suddenly felt a fresh fragrance, coming out of her nose, a fresh and soft sense of comfort, quickly spreading to all four limbs.

"Good tea, really good tea, Cangcang girl's tea-making skills are comparable to those masters of alchemy, no wonder the immortal predecessors don't let you brew it for others to drink." Because he was afraid that after other people drank it, he would never forget it, so he often ran here, disturbing the tranquility of his old man's house. ”

Yan Lan stared at the teacup in his hand, then looked up at Cangcang and the Untrue Immortal, and praised sincerely. (To be continued......)

PS: Good evening, everyone!