Hot porridge gurgling in the pot. The rich aroma of rice soup fills the air throughout the room.

Su Jianxing looked at the sky, extinguished the fire in the stove, and only used the residual warmth of the charcoal fire to heat the porridge. She has built the foundation of the valley, but Ah Yue has not, and this porridge is also prepared for Ah Yue.

They lived in a one-entry courtyard. , the yard is not small, it was left by Grandpa Ah Yue before his death. Her grandfather was a skilled doctor, and his yard was full of herbs all year round.

Now that the people are gone, Ah Yue has not been able to inherit her grandfather's mantle, and the yard is gradually empty.

Su Jianxing walked into the courtyard, poured out all the peach trees in the Qiankun bag, and spread them on the ground. Then he leaned over and picked it up. Soon she picked one of the not-so-small segments and nodded in satisfaction.

Peach wood belongs to the yang, and there is a cutting of evil spirits and pure hearts. If the hundred-year-old peach wood is struck by lightning again, and the quality changes, it will become a hundred-year-old lightning strike wood, even if it is placed in the immortal cultivation world, it is also a good refining material.

The piece of tree that was picked out was the lightning strike wood.

From the outside, this piece of wood is no different from the other sections, but if you really take them out and compare them, you will find that this section of the tree is much heavier than the others.

Su Jianxing raised his hand as a sword, and the aura turned into sword qi and slashed neatly, and the lightning strike wood was neatly split into several parts. From the cross-section, the wood is covered with black wood grain, and in some places it is even completely blackened, but the wood color is displayed in the form of grain.

Leaving two servings, I was about to put the remaining wood back into the bag. A cloud of spiritual light suddenly flew out of a tree segment and fled outward.

The aura was very fast, but Su Jianxing's speed was even faster, as soon as her five fingers opened and closed, a spiritual net silently appeared on the route of the aura escape, tying it up.

With a hook of his fingers, the spiritual net wrapped in spiritual light fell into Su Jianxing's hands.

She looked down. That cloud of spiritual light was white and powdery, and at first glance it really couldn't tell what it was, even if it fell into Su Jianxing's hands, he still struggled unwillingly, trying to escape.

Immediately, Su Jianxing closed his eyes and looked at it with the eyes of heaven. Under the eyes of the sky, the power of the immortals was fully revealed, and the originally clear sky was instantly surrounded by dark clouds, and there was a dull sound between the dark clouds, and thunder and lightning flickered endlessly above the clouds, as if waiting for a wilderness belonging to the heavenly thunder.

Su Jianxing seemed to feel something, and opened his eyes instantly. The power of the immortals faded immediately. Only the sky remained, and the dark clouds dispersed in a daze as they lost focus.

At the same time, the blue-robed man in the Deserted City Lord's Mansion instantly opened his eyes during his cultivation, and his body disappeared in place in a flash.

Zhifeng also felt it, but the reaction was not so strong, he opened his mouth, and said: "Taichen ......" choked in his throat before he could spit it out, and saw the man in the green robe disappear from his eyes.

……

On the other side, Su Jianxing stroked his forehead, a little speechless in his heart. She also realized that she was directly reincarnated by an immortal soul just now.

It is necessary to know that there is a difference between immortals and mortals. The mortal world has its own set of rules, among which the immortal is related to the prohibition of immortals from going down to the mortal world privately, and the mortal rules suppress the cultivation of immortals, so that they cannot exert their strength above the Mahayana realm.

In this way, the immortal who is full of fairy spirit qi walks in the mortal world, just like a piece of spiritual flesh that reminds of the nose, and everyone wants to take a bite, and the result can be imagined. Therefore, if the average immortal has unfinished business in the mortal world, he will either pass down the immortal oracle through the sect's magic circle and handle it for the descendants of the sect, or divide a few wisps of divine consciousness to incarnate into the mortal.

She can be regarded as a real mortal, but when she re-enters the path, her cultivation is still shallow, and she is so weak that she is no different from an ant.

If exposed—

I shudder just thinking about it.

Su Jianxing: "......"

Su Jianxing wanted to curse a little.

Fortunately, this is a remote deserted city, even if there are masters, but it has not reached the point where it can sense immortal sense. Even if someone is strange about the celestial phenomena of Fang Cai, they can still treat it as someone who suppresses and cultivates to avoid the Heavenly Tribulation...... Right?

Su Jianxing immediately decided to block the immortal sense, and naturally he didn't notice the blue-robed man Taichen who was standing silently outside her house.

However, at that glance, she had already seen clearly that the aura was actually a flower demon's soul that was about to be condensed. After that change, the soul of the flower demon became even lighter.

Su Jianxing thought for a while, and a layer of cyan wood spirit qi appeared in the palm of the palm holding the flower demon soul, which was injected into the demon soul. About half an hour later, a layer of fine sweat appeared on her forehead, and the soul of the flower demon finally solidified a little.

As soon as Su Jianxing's palm loosened, the spiritual net that bound the soul of the flower demon disappeared.

The flower demon jumped and fell to the ground and turned into a beautiful woman, she bowed to Su Jianxing Yingying: "Thank you to the immortal master for rescuing the little demon from the thunderstorm, and the little demon is willing to be a cow and horse to repay the immortal master for saving his life." ”

It turned out that the body of this flower demon was the hundred-year-old peach tree. As far as the peach tree is concerned, a hundred years is not a long lifespan, at most it can only give birth to some spiritual intelligence, and there is little difference between intelligence and ignorant children, and there are many limitations.

But the eve was unusual, before the thunder fell, the moon was all over the sky, and the emperor was born.

Emperor Liquid Pulp This thing is transformed by the moon, and the plants and trees in the mortal world can become demons, and the demons and ghosts can show their magical powers. But if there is no grass spirit, it will disappear before it reaches the ground.

The peach blossom demon had just given birth to a little spiritual wisdom, and somehow got the emperor's slurry, and suddenly his mind opened up and became a demon in one fell swoop, and before he could be happy, he was split by the thunder, and half of the three souls and seven spirits were scattered, and if it was burned by the heavenly fire, the remaining half would be scattered.

Fortunately, the owner of that house extinguished the fire quickly, and the Peach Blossom Demon had to leave the half of the soul that was so weak that it was almost imperceptible to shrink into its own body to recuperate. But who expected that the owner of the house thought that Tianlei had chopped the peach tree to death, and he dug up the whole tree very quickly and was ready to throw it away, when he happened to meet Su Jianxing who was passing by.

This luck is that the Peach Blossom Demon himself can't tell the good from the bad, so naturally he doesn't dare to suddenly show his feet in front of Su Jianxing, he just wants to take advantage of his unpreparedness to drag the remnant soul to escape.

Who knows, he was arrested again.

Fortunately, Su Jianxing was not the kind of person who cultivated with the spirit of the monster, and he also conveyed the qi of the wood spirit so that it could preserve its vitality. Thinking about the short-term terrifying coercion before, the Peach Blossom Demon didn't understand what it was, but he knew that if he didn't hug his thighs at the moment, even if the other party let him go outside, it wouldn't live long.

This peach blossom demon didn't dare to hide it, and after a few words, he finished explaining his origin, and lowered his head and looked like he was at your disposal.

Su Jianxing really didn't have any hobby of cultivating demon spirits, and he couldn't evaluate the luck of this peach blossom demon. She looked at the obedient and gentle peach blossom demon in front of her, and there was no joy, but a little more tricky.