Qinglian view in the territorial space.

At the request of the Yuyang Dao people, the house was built with other refugees in the east of the territory space, near the Tree of Life.

In a densely populated place, it is convenient to offer more incense to the Taoist monarch of Qinglian Temple.

Qinglian doesn't seem to look big, the internal structure is a little complicated, and it takes more time to build than other people's houses.

A few days have passed, and the Qinglian Temple has only built an overall frame, and the details of the interior have not yet been filled.

When he came to the construction site of Qinglianguan Construction, Chen Fei did not see the Yuyang Dao people who supervised the construction on the construction site.

Looking around, I saw the Yuyang Dao chief in front of a dirt pit not far from the construction site.

The head of the Yuyang Dao pinched the seal with his hand one by one, and cast the spiritual rain seal, gathering the water vapor between heaven and earth, and pouring water into the soil pit in front of him.

Limited by the strength and proficiency of the Spirit Rain Seal, the water vapor cloud recruited by the Yuyang Dao people was only the size of a basin at a time. Falling into the pit only moistens the soil at the bottom of the pit, and I don't know how long it will take to fill a pond with water.

Chen Fei watched from the side, waiting until the Yuyang Daoist finished casting a spell before slowly stepping forward.

"Lord!"

Seeing Chen Fei coming, the Yuyang Daoist stopped the seal in his hand and saluted Chen Fei slightly.

"It's okay, I'm just coming to see what you're going to do? Get a pond here, why don't you call somebody else to help carry the water?"

Chen Fei asked with interest.

"Oh, Poor Dao wants to build a pond here and raise a pond of lotus flowers. I happened to find the spiritual rain seal in the Heavenly Book Pavilion, which can condense spiritual water, so I want to try it myself!" Yuyang Lao Dao explained to Chen Fei as he continued to cast the spell.

"Lotus?"

Chen Fei thought about it for a moment, and the pond in front of him was full of lotus flowers.

The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red.

That kind of scenery seems to be really good.

"Then I'll help you!"

Chen Fei said, and also cast the Spirit Rain Seal.

The water vapor in a radius of several hundred meters continued to converge with his movements, forming a huge rain cloud above the pond, and there was a faint ink color in the depths of the white clouds.

"This, this! This spiritual rain seal is too amazing!"

The Yuyang Daoist, who was interrupted by Chen Fei's hand to cast the spell, was surprised to see the water vapor in front of him converging to form rain clouds, and he couldn't help but use his strength when he touched his white beard.

Chen Fei didn't care about the surprise of the Yuyang Dao people, and carefully controlled the huge rain clouds to rain down full of aura, and the bean-sized raindrops were occasionally mixed with some special rain containing the smell of nectar.

Mixed together, the water in the pond is more aura and vibrant.

"Enough!

Pulling off a few of his beards, the Yuyang Daoist who felt the pain suddenly woke up.

Looking at a pond full of aura and vitality, Hongguang said with a big laugh.

Hurriedly ran back to the place where the Qinglian Temple was placed, and after rummaging for a while, Yuyang Daoist held a small black wooden box and ran to Chen Fei's side as if he was holding a treasure.

"Come on, take a look at my Qinglian Temple's treasure!"

As if he was gluttonous, the Yuyang Daoist slowly opened the small wooden box in his hand at an extremely slow speed.

Chen Fei stretched out his head curiously and looked into the slowly opened box.

Seven seeds, black and inconspicuous.

"Seeds, lotus seeds?" Chen Fei guessed.

"This is the lotus spiritual plant that my master cultivated! Because of the lack of cultivation and the lack of spiritual energy, I couldn't find a blessed land with abundant spiritual energy, and I didn't dare to plant it because I was afraid of damaging the spiritual energy in the seed, and it has been preserved to this day!"

Yuyang Daoist recalled the origin of the seeds in the box and said abruptly.

Chen Fei sensed it, and the seeds in the wooden box did contain a condensed and undispersed spiritual power, similar to characteristics.

After recalling, the Yuyang Daoist processed the lotus in the box and planted it in the pond.

The pond water, which contains the innate nectar breath, is very beneficial to the growth of lotus seeds, and the lotus seeds buried in the soil absorb the aura in the water, and the inner spirit shines and is full of vitality.

"That's it! In a few days, I guess I will be able to see a pool of lotus flowers!"

After finishing the work, Yuyang Daoist nodded with satisfaction, his face full of smiles.

Chen Fei also laughed together.

Yuyang was busy with work, which can be regarded as helping him to work.

Back at his residence, Chen Fei recalled the condensed and indissipated spiritual opportunity planted on the lotus in the pond, and thoughtfully recited the Qinglian talisman mantra.

Wisps of faint light emerged from Chen Fei's body, attracting the aura of heaven and earth around him, and weaving a piece of clothing similar to a Taoist robe on Chen Fei's body, on which the lines of lotus flowers faintly appeared.

The clothes were very illusory, but they blended perfectly with the clothes on Chen Fei's body, just like the clothes on his body had a faint layer of clear light.

This dress is the manifestation of the Qinglian talisman spell, which not only has the characteristics of the lotus flower being holy out of the mud without staining, but also has the effect of defending against attacks, which is a good way to protect oneself.

The spiritual power of the lotus seed was absorbed by the territorial space, fed back to Chen Fei, and integrated into his lotus talisman spell, so that this talisman spell would develop in a better direction.

"With the right characteristics and the right spells, will there be such a change?" Chen Fei's mind spread, and his mind was wide open.

......

Outside the territorial space.

On the dry country road, a group of thirty Hu cavalry, riding their favorite horses, walked slowly.

The leader of the Hu people is fierce and tall, and the exposed skin on his body is a fierce totem painted with unknown paint, and at a glance it looks like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, as if he wants to choose people to eat.

"Atugu, do you say that the group of Zhao people who are not afraid of death are really in this direction?" a Hu man behind the leader Hu sat on his horse and asked.

"That's the words of the witch, it's the Immortal Heaven that is guiding us!"

The leader of the Hu people, known as Atugu, stared towards the north with a reverent face on his face, and said in a solemn tone.

Suddenly.

"Woohoo!"

Nine rough wooden arrows pierced the air, whining, and shot straight at the Hu man on horseback.

"Alert!"

The Hu people on horseback are all experts in playing with bows and arrows, and they are very familiar with the sound of arrows, and when they hear the sound, they skillfully lie on their horses to avoid arrows.

However, they miscalculated the strength of the shooter.

Arrows rushed towards the Hu soldiers like poisonous snakes, hitting the dark necks of the nine Hu people.

Poof!

Hot blood gushed out from Hu Ren's neck and splashed onto the surrounding Hu Ren, a warm and fishy smell rushing in. Watching his teammates clutch their throats in pain and fall off their horses, even the notoriously fierce Hu couldn't help but feel a wave of fear in his heart.

"Be careful, there's a marksman out there!"

The leader, Hu Ren Atugu, pointed in the direction where the arrows were flying and roared angrily.