Chapter 38: The Forbidden Land

Fang Yan said helplessly: "So, if you like it, prepare more food, what elixir spirit fruit does not refuse, it loves to eat these the most." ”

Concubine Zhang Yuan handed Lian'er to Fang Yan, and reluctantly said, "Okay, I'll go and play with it next time." ”

Fang Yan joked: "Next time you come, Uncle will measure your body." ”

Concubine Zhang Yuan glanced at the eyes of the male disciples around her as if they were about to eat people, and even more exaggerated gestures with her hands, and then quickly got up, wanting to go back to her residence, even after experiencing palace fighting and half a hundred years of quiet cultivation, she still couldn't match the hungry wolf appearance of these male disciples, her cheeks were slightly red, and she spat in the dialect "shameless......

Then he ran away as if he were fleeing.

Fang Yan looked at Concubine Zhang Yuanfei's Lian'er with her eyes attached to her, and was about to laugh happily, when she suddenly remembered something, the scenery of the demon emperor in the mountains is also good, and her figure has its own merits compared to Concubine Zhang Yuan, but they are all of the same type.

"Meow~"

A certain shovel officer picked up the cat's legs and reconfirmed, no mistake, Lian'er is a little female cat.

"Wild enough......"

Lian'er looked at Fang Yan with a resentful look in her eyes, and the big cat cat fist was already being prepared.

"Okay, I'll make something delicious for you, and eat hot and sour carp today."

Fang Yan grinned, and easily got a few koi fish from the lake to wrap them in water balloons, floating behind them, this hand attracted a lot of attention, scratched his nose, raised his head and strode away.

This thing has a good dragon aura, and I saw it as soon as I went up the mountain, and my mouth was tight.

The trotting caught up with the team of the Qingying Sword Sect, and immediately ushered in Xu Zun's indifferent and ruthless eyes, Fang Yan pretended not to see it, but in his heart he thought that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly slipped away, patted Li Lianhua's shoulder, and said: "Xiao Lizi, remember to tell me when you have allocated a place to live, you are indispensable, I ...... I went for a picnic first. ”

Fang Yan ran alone to a small pool with no one in his arms in his arms and started a picnic.

Make a fire, wash pots and pans, boil water, and dispose of koi ......

Fang Yan thought while scraping the fish scales, this thing is said to be bad for the body if you eat too much, and she can't say what is bad, anyway, she has this feeling, of course, it is just for ordinary people, there is nothing wrong with Fang Yan himself, even if it is highly poisonous food, he can swallow it in one bite, nothing is wrong, he should sleep and eat after eating, and he should not panic at all.

When the water boils, the koi fish are thrown down, and then various seasonings, and soon the pot is bubbling up.

Fang Yan greeted Lian'er, who had been looking forward to it, and threw it a fish, "Let's eat." ”

At this time, the rain fell around the small pond, and the sky was full of sorrow as if it had been bullied, and it stopped and fell for half an hour, and the ground was not dry, and the sky began to float again, like a bitter woman crying.

The dialect thought it was spring rain, but they didn't care too much, after all, the feelings of mountain and forest beasts for spring rain are the same as those of humans.

Spring rain is as expensive as oil......

The rain in this season is different from spring and summer.

The cold of winter is like a fist that grasps the throat, holding the breath of all things, and the spring rain is like a sweet spring, awakening the earth and life. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The summer rain comes and goes like a grumpy child. The autumn rain is like a lip balm on a woman's lips, gentle and moisturizing. The rain of late autumn, an autumn rain and a cold, seamlessly connects with winter. The rain at the intersection of winter and spring is more like the coldness and coldness of a couple's breakup, turning their faces ruthlessly.

This small pond is soaked in such wet weather, Fang Yan suddenly feels that she can't lift anything, just want to find a place with abundant spiritual energy in the leyline cave to sleep well, no matter how beautiful the world is, no matter how many complicated things are, it can't wake her up, only the koi fish with the flower name 'Red Hat' in the pot is still wafting the fragrance.

Lian'er suddenly felt that the shovel officer was a little strange, her eyes were sloppy, as if she was about to lose her mind, she instantly exploded her hair, and meowed in horror, and there was a bit of the colossal aura of an ancient fierce beast.

"Huh?"

Fang Yan woke up instantly, and after relieving himself, he looked around, his body was tense, he was affected just now, there must be a master nearby, and a master who specializes in soul power, why did Donghua Sect have such an aggressive thing.

The power of the soul, except for the demon beasts who rely on their natural supernatural powers to eat, can practice, and only ghost cultivators can major in souls.

How could there be a ghost cultivator in Donghua Sect......

Fang Yan looked at it, the true eye and the talent of the divine power opened, and he silently recited the incantation in his heart, and looked around with the aura of Haoran, and finally found something different after a while.

Small pools, woods, mist, and the eerie darkness ahead.

Before you know it, the dialect has come to a strange place.

The layout of the specifications here is explained in the Taoist "Taigu Cave Xuanjing": there is water in the front, and there is yin in the back, and it is a place to raise ghosts.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it is obviously a new thing, indicating that this is a place for raising ghosts that has been artificially arranged recently.

The famous and decent Donghua Sect, once the first sect in the world, and the only great sect that has ever been a land sword immortal in the past hundred years, why in the recent period, should arrange such an excellent place for raising ghosts in such a secret and sparsely populated place, it is simply incredible, making the dialect hairy.

Then thinking of the moment of loss just now, Fang Yan had a bad premonition, immediately got up, waved his hand to put away the pot of fish that was still steaming, picked up Lian'er and stepped back with a nervous expression.

In the corner of his eye, a light and shadow suddenly flashed.

It seemed to be a poignant red, and at such a special moment, it was undoubtedly a sensitive color to the dialect.

Under Lian'er's surprised gaze, she jumped up violently and looked in the direction where the light and shadow flashed, but what she saw was only a gloomy mountain forest.

"Is it a delusion?"

The dialect condenses the mind, the true eye is full of mana, and the situation within a radius of dozens of miles is in the eye, leaving no trace behind, and still nothing is gained.

When he was hesitating, there was a sudden sound, which seemed to be a clear spring and a clear spring, and it seemed to be an empty mountain bird's language, which was as thin as a gossamer, but it was repeated in this gloomy mountain forest, endlessly.

Fang Yan's cheeks twitched, and his thin body tensed throughout.

"Could it be that I inadvertently broke through the secret ...... of the Donghua Sect"

The thought has not been broken, and there is another sound!

This time, it was as if the ice edge was shattered, short and sharp, piercing straight into his eardrum.

The gap in cultivation was revealed at this time, Fang Yan snorted, and the aura of his whole body shattered in an instant, as if someone had punched him in the head, beating him to the point that the sky and the earth were upside down, and the true eye could no longer be maintained.

Obviously the wind and rain are shaking, and the lack around the small pond has become a silent world, treacherous and evil, and there is an indescribable eerie and unpredictable.

Fang Yan only felt cold, and wanted to report the name of the sect, but after thinking about it, forget it, she was wearing a sect robe, and that person must know what sect she was.